#it's SO COOL. and it's MINE. to put on my wall :D

[bookshelfdreams]

My brother: Hey, um, I have a gift for you. But you don't have to take it if you don't like it, it's not that good.

Also my brother:

(Yes, he spray-painted that, freehand I assume, and yes, this is in the top 10 gifts I have ever received, thank you for your attention)

[shepscapades]

I completely forgot live was today, what's the cliffnotes? What's the deets on the pale garden? How does New Guy work?

Hi! Cliff Notes are:

New biome: The Pale Garden!

> Overworld dense forest biome > Features a brand new wood type called “pale oak” and it’s basically white wood :D and the “growth-style” of pale oaks mimic dark oaks, so there’s a lot of wood per tree > The canopy of the biome is thicker than a normal forest, the grass type is really desaturated, and it’s very graveyard-esque— they’re definitely going for an empty, vacant, spooky “something is wrong here” vibe. > New foliage! Hanging moss and Pale Moss Carpet (that, when placed next to vertical blocks, put little vines growing up the side of walls and stuff) > It’s safe during the day, but at Night the new mob can spawn, and there are new ambient sounds (creaking, crunching, very horror-esque sounds).

New Mob: The Creaking!

> They only spawn at night > They work like Weeping Angels— they’re completely still when you’re looking at them, and they scramble towards you as soon as you look away. > They deal relatively low damage, but damage can add up when there are multiple ganging up on the player > They do not take damage at all, but are instead linked to nearby “Creaking Hearts,” which are special-texture wood blocks nestled in the trunks of nearby trees. When you destroy/mine the Creaking Hearts, The Creeking mob will shatter, so they’re more like puppets. So this is a whole new way to manipulate/defeat this hostile mob :D > You can silk touch the Creaking Hearts, meaning you can place them down again and spawn a Creaking.

In my personal opinion it was really discouraging to see how negative the comments section was after genuinely enjoying the live/video (They had a cute animated section to tease the reveal of the new mob that I thought was really cute too, I couldn’t stop smiling), and I do think there are some small things that could be added to make the new biome a little more immersive or unique (new leaf textures, new tree-growth-style, a new flower type, fog, particle effects, things like that that could enhance the atmosphere!), but I honestly think this is all really exciting and it gives a lot of life to the Minecraft world-building/ecosystem :3

(In other news, they added hardcore to bedrock, gave some insights on the minecraft movie set building, and did a cool little community-feature pre-show. After the reveals above, they did an after-show where they went more in depth on all of the new blocks!)

Also, if I missed anything, feel free to add stuff in reblogs/comments/etc!

[fairykingjing]

Trafalgar Law X F Reader - Do Barmaids Belong with Pirates?

Here's that Law fic I promised, got another Zoro one coming later this week! Enjoy friends!

Summary: It’s the morning after a night of fun with a pirate captain who frequented the bar you work at. Only you realize you’re still on his submarine, and they already left town.

Warnings: morning after sex fic, both reader and Trafalgar Law are drugged with an aphrodisiac, intimacy is implied to have happened but nothing explicit is stated, angst, fluff at the end

WC: 1841

You wake up with a groan, your head pounding from one too many drinks last night. You expect to see sunlight streaming through a window, but you find yourself in a cool, dark room. There’s a chill in the air as you realize you don’t have your clothes on. You get up and fumble for a light switch, just to see that you are still on the Polar Tang, and metal walls surround you. Memories of last night come flooding back, and you recall some of what happened.

Trafalgar Law and his crew had come by your bar again, ready to unwind with a round of drinks. Every time he visited your island, you felt his eyes staring at you wherever you went, but you never tried to say anything. A pirate captain of his caliber was not someone you wanted to mess with. His crew had been goading him into asking you out, apparently he had a thing for you, not that you ever would have known. He was a very attractive man, but a barmaid from a small island had no business being with a man like him. Still, you were friendly with him and his crew, a little flirty even, and after your shift ended they invited you to join them.

Someone had shoved a drink in both yours and Law’s hands, and you both downed them without question. That’s where everything gets fuzzy. You remember feeling heated, and you could no longer keep your eyes off Law. He was feeling the same. You recalled walking back towards his submarine, and after that it goes a bit blank. You scrunch your face in concentration, trying to remember any small detail, but you can’t. It’s at this point you see that your clothes are in a pile on the floor and you scramble to put them on. You put two and two together and figure that the two of you must have had sex, and he just left you to find your own way off his ship. Pulling the door open, you make your way towards the closest sound of voices.

As you step out into what appears to be the control room, you feel all eyes shoot to you, and a collective “oh shit” is shared among the crew.

“D-does Law know you’re here?” someone asked.

“I… I don’t really know,” you answered. “I don’t even know what happened last night after I boarded the sub. Everything’s foggy.”

“Well we better find out quickly, because we left port over an hour ago!” they exclaimed.

“What!?” you shouted.

Suddenly a strong presence was felt, and you turned timidly to see that Trafalgar Law had entered the room. “What’s with all the commotion?” he demanded. He scanned the room, eyes landing on you and widening in realization. You were still on his ship. He had meant to wake you up when he did, but he had an urgent matter to attend to, and he completely forgot you were there.

“Shit,” he groaned. “This cannot be happening right now.” He walked over to you and pulled you aside. “Look, I don’t know what happened last night, but I suspect someone on my crew used a lust potion on us. I’m sorry, but we’re on a tight schedule to get somewhere so we can’t turn around to drop you off. You’ll have to stay on board until we can get to another island and book you passage back to your home.”

“Uh, okay, that’s fine… I guess…” you said quietly. You were too flustered to argue or demand he take you back now. And what’s this about a lust potion? How long would you be stuck on his ship?

“Since this is mine and my crew’s fault, we’ll provide room and board, and we’ll figure out passage back to your island when we can,” he explained.

You could only nod your head before he whipped around to his crew and began scolding them. “Who the hell put a lust potion in our drinks last night?” he demanded.

“I-it was me, c-captain.,” someone stammered. “But we all had the idea! We know you’ve had your eyes on her for a while now but you refused to say anything to her. S-so we decided to take matters into our own hands.”

“Did any of you stop to consider whether or not my feelings were reciprocated?” Law sighed, rubbing his temples. “Or did you just assume she felt the same way.”

The same way? So he does have feelings for me, you thought to yourself.

“I.. well, she was being pretty flirty with you, so we assumed she did,” someone else answered.

“She’s a barmaid! It’s her job to be flirty! Especially with pirate captains who might have a lot of money,” Law explained.

You were left standing there awkwardly, not sure if you should leave the room or not. It seemed clear that Law did at one point express feelings for you. And while it was true that you were flirty with all the men at the bar (you had to make a living somehow, can they blame you?) you always felt it was different with Law. Still, you weren’t dumb enough to think there was anything special going on. Every interaction was a transaction, and you knew it. Or at least you thought you did. If Law had feelings for you, should you say something?

You cleared your throat and eyes turned to you again, and it was almost like Law forgot you were there a second time. “Fuck, sorry,” Law said quickly. “Bepo will get you set up with somewhere to sleep, and find you a change of clothes.” With that he quickly stormed out of the room, and you were left standing there awkwardly again.

“Sorry about all this,” the Mink you would come to know as Bepo spoke up. “C’mon, let’s get your stuff sorted out.” The two of you left the control room, down a long hallway as he pushed open the door to a small room with a bed in the corner. It wasn’t much, but it would do. “This is just a spare room, but it should suit your needs for now. There’s a change of clothes on the bed, but they might not fit you.”

“That’s okay, I can make do,” you assured. Stepping into the room, you quickly shut the door and peeled yesterdays clothes off. A shower would have been nice, but given the circumstances you won’t complain. You put on the spare clothes, just a plain gray shirt and some long black pants, but they fit you well enough. As you exited the room, you saw that Bepo was waiting for you.

“How about I give you a quick tour of the sub?” he offered. “Then we can get some food.”

“Sounds good to me!” you agreed. He led you along the sub, pointing out areas you could go, and the ones you were strictly to avoid.

“This is Captain Law’s office. Definitely don’t want to go in there,” he cautioned. “Honestly, it might be best if you just avoid him for now.”

“Yeah, he seems like he could use some space…” you nodded in agreement. As you turned to walk away, the door to Law’s office swung open and he stepped out. You squeaked and shrunk back, not wanting to be near him until you had sorted out your feelings, and not sure if he was still pissed off from earlier.

“Ah, there you are, would you mind stepping into my office for a chat?” he asked calmly. You nodded, and stepped into his office nervously. He called out a thanks to Bepo and shut the door, strolling over to his desk. He motioned for you to sit in the chair opposite him, and feeling as though you had no choice, you sat. Taking in your surroundings, you noticed his office was immaculately kept, neat stacks of papers in piles around the room, and several filing cabinets with a variety of labels, several indicating they contained medical records of his crew. “Now, to discuss a plan for getting you back to-”

“Do you like me?” you blurted out. Your face flushed in embarrassment as you realized what you just said.

“Why would you ask me that?” Law questioned. “We really need to get back to-”

“Just answer the damn question, Law,” you demanded. “Please. I know what I heard...”

He frowned, clearly you were not willing to back down from this. Figuring truth was the best option, he answered. “Yes, I’ve found myself drawn to you. Every time my crew and I visit the island, I can’t help but go to the bar you work at. Something about you catches my eye. Does that answer your question?” Now his own face is flushing. He certainly didn’t want to say any of this stuff to you, despite its truth, but he was between a rock and a hard place with nowhere else to go.

“Y-yes, it does,” you reply. “Why did you never tell me?

“Because what would a barmaid want with a pirate?” he answers dryly. “Besides, you have plenty of men who come and go, you can always find someone else.”

“Oh…” you said softly. “I never wanted to tell you anything either, because what would a pirate want with a barmaid? You have plenty of other islands to go to, you can always find someone else.” You looked down at your feet, wishing you were anywhere but here.

“You’re right,” he murmured. “I could find someone else. But I don’t want someone else.” He stood up now, walking out from behind the desk and over to you. You stood up too, looking up at him nervously.

“W-who do you want then?” you whispered. You swallowed thickly, anticipating his response. You wouldn’t believe it until you heard it from his mouth.

“You, obviously,” he chuckled. He brought his hand up to softly caress your cheek, and before you could say anything else he pulled you in for a soft kiss. You were surprised, you never would have expected this, but you quickly reciprocated the kiss, deepening it. Moments later, you heard cheers coming from the doorway to his office, and you both pulled back with a startled laugh.

“I guess this saves you the trouble of telling your crew?” you offered.

“Yeah, I guess that’s one way to look at it.” he sighed. He would have to have a talk with his crew later about the importance of privacy. But that could wait.

“So, about that passage back to my island…” you began. “Is it too late to change my mind?”

“Of course not,” Law reassured. “I think it’ll be nice having you on the sub.”

“It sure will!” Bepo cheered. He ran in to pull the two of you into a big bear hug. You let out a squeal at the surprise hug, but you smiled big. You thought barmaids didn’t belong with pirates, but maybe this once, she could.

[icameheretoreadstuff]

I wanna feel your lips against mine

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader Warnings: 18+ ! MDNI!, NSFW, Smut, Friends to Lovers, oral, big dick kink ofc, unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Multiple Orgasm. Summary: Youre hoplessly in love with Kakashi and youre currently on your way to tell him. A/N: Masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr

You were walking the streets on a nice summer day. You wanted something to cold to drink and maybe some sweets. That was your sole reason for heading out. It was not because you knew your friend Kakashi would be there, not at all.

You sighed out loudly for yourself, you were hopelessly in love with him and all your friends knew. But did Kakashi? Honestly you think he did, but it always made you second guess yourself.

You couldnt help it, you loved running in to him. And since you two had been friends for a really long time now, you knew you had to make your move. He is the most handsomest, sexiest and wonderful man you've ever laid your eyes on.

You flirted with him and he flirted back. But He had a wall up that was stopping you, Understandibly so. You just thought maybe you should try to just be honest this time.

You walked over to the cafe when you saw him. Your heart always started to beat hard when he was nearby. You walked into the cafe when He instantly looked over at you and smiled with his eyes "Hi y/n" He was sitting in the furthest booth. "Hi" you smiled back and ordered something to drink from the vendor.

You sat down in the same booth infront of him, "how are you?" you both said at the same time. You chuckled as the the vendor came with your drink, you thanked her and tasted it right away. You sighed happily of your choice of drink "you first" you said to him and put the drink down, "I´m good, I was just reading my book" You couldnt help but to giggle and tease him "you did, huh?" you took your drink and sipped it as you looked at him "What have you been up to" he asked "not much, Been taking some missions here and there" you answered.

"I`ve missed you" you blurted out. You tried to keep cool but you felt your cheeks warming up. "I mean I missed our talks" you said quickly. You could feel him staring on you. You looked down stared at your drink in your hand. “You did, huh?" you looked up at him and he winked, "maybe" you smiled and drank up the rest of your glass feeling your heart beat loudly "So you missed me and missed our talks?" He responded, you could see it in his eyes that he was smiling "yeah, you know-" you said and cleared your throat "I figured you wouldn't mind" you joked and tried to calm yourself down. You looked out and saw the sunset looming over the buildings. "Hey, do you wanna join me and get a drink?" You asked him, he looked at you and raised up "after you" he said as he held out his hand.

You both were walking beside each other when someone almost ran into you, before you could react he grabbed you quickly and pulled you close. You looked around you and saw you were in a back alley all alone.

You looked up at him, Your bodies were pressed against eachother "thanks" you said as you looked up at him. "No worries" he replied and suddenly he went silent.

You cupped his cheek, leaned up and kissed him ontop of his facemask. "I love you kakashi, I can't hold it in anymore" the words fell out of your mouth. You felt the whole world stand still as you waited for him to resbond.

You heart started to hurt, "Sorry" you said and were about to leave when he grabbed your hand and pulled you close into his chest and kissed you deeply. You hummed into the lips but couldn't help but wanting to kiss his lips properly "I wanna feel your lips against mine, kakashi" you whispered into his lips "I actually want to do more than just kiss you"

Kakashi's Apartment

He pulled down his face mask revealing his lips for the first time. You smiled as you leaned up your hand to his chin as you gently stroked his lips, you stood up on your toes and kissed his lips. You sighed happily as he deepened the kiss, wrapping his hands around your waist. "Your lips taste so sweet" you whispered and kissed him, you could feel his lips were forming into a smile.

"Wait!" you said and gently pushed yourself away from his lips. "I wanna see your smile properly" you grinned and He sighed "Come on, I've been dreaming and wondering about that wonderful smile for so long, you've always been so secretive and I've always respected that, not wanting to push you or anything-" You felt like you were melting in a puddle seeing him chuckle over your ramblings "Really?" he smirked and kissed your nose "Youre so cute" he sighed happily.

"Youre beautiful" you said and kissed his lips, he moved his hand up to your face and deepened the kiss. His tounge was playfully licking yours when he looked at you with a face you never had seen before. His lips were slightly parted as he looked down on you "I want to taste your neck" he said as leaned down to your neck and kissed softly, he licked and sucked, making you moan silently.

You could feel his warmth coming from his breath as he kissed you up twoards your ear "I wanna taste every inch of you" he whispered and kissed your cheek "I want you to take off your pants so I can taste your pussy" he said and gently laid your hair behind your ear. "I've been dreaming about how good it must taste" he whispered as he kissed you on your neck. you finally remembered how to breathe as his words were making you smile.

"I've been dreaming about you too, Kakashi" you felt like your body was shaking with arousal. Like something snapped inside him, he crashed his lips into yours, kissing you like he was starving.

"Off" he said as he opened your pants. You kicked off your shoes before he dragged your pants and thong down. He gazed up into your clit in awe before he leaned in and tasted your clit. You moaned the instant his tounge licked your clit.

While licking your folds he helped you take off your pants, as he threw them away. He hummed as he licked every inch of your clit while grabbing your leg softly and placed it on his shoulder. He moaned into your clit like he had just discovered his new favorite dish. Your legs were trembling as you struggled with standing. "Kakashi" you breathed heavily.

He kissed your thighs as he put your leg off his shoulder, raised up and carried you in bridal style over to his bed while kissing your lips. He laid you down and began to take off his clothes. While watching your clit like he was starving.

He took off his vest, then his sweatshirt which took your breath away. You automatically spreaded your legs and began to touch yourself "Wait, let me" he said as he took off his facemask. You just smirked at him "you look so good" you moaned "Take off your pants" you smirked and he grinned "Take off your top" he agreed and took off his pants.

The minute you threw off your shirt he was between your legs "Kakashi" you moaned as he smirked into your folds, licking your entire sex. "I wanna see your cock-" you whined, but were cut off by him sucking your folds. You gasped silently as he wrapped his big muscled hands around your hips. You felt you were close as you could hear him slurping and feel his tounge licking on a spot which made you moan louder.

He smirked as he leaned closer into your clit and devoured you. You panted as you felt hips automatically thrust up into his face. he moaned as he put his tounge inside you. "Wait" You moaned, feeling his tounge bringing you closer to your release "I want you inside me" you moaned "I wanna cum on your dick" you huffed and grabbed his hair as you thrusted harder onto his tounge "kakashi" you moaned and thrusted your clit onto his mouth. While he bobbing his head slurping and sucking your clit, he grapped your hips as he moaned. you grabbed his hair into your fists "Kakashi" you moaned defeated as you climaxed, he slurped and sucked every inch until you had rided out your orgasm on his face.

He crawled over to you while smirking "you want my cock huh?" he leaned his cock between your folds, you looked down and moaned. "You'll get your turn" he groaned as he leaned up and smacked his dick onto your pussy "Fuck" you winced, You leaned on your elbows as you watched him pumping his dick.

"I gotta be inside you, y/n" You were in awe of how big he was, He smirked at your reaction as he placed his dick onto your entrance "Don't worry" he said and pushed it in slightly, you moaned as you watched up at him "Fuck youre big" you looked down on his big hard dick "We'll go slow, ok?" he said as he slightly thrusted his dick in and out. You laid down onto his pillow as you tried to take his length. He moved your legs up on his thighs as he spreaded his legs, pushing his dick a little deeper inside you before he thrusted out.

you gasped silently as you felt his dick was stretching you out "Breathe" he huffed. You looked up at him and melted completely over the look on his face. His lips were parted as he moaned silently, thrusting his hips slowly in "y/n, breathe" you breathed slowly "Good girl" he groaned, he thrusted out and then he pushed half way into you "Remember to breathe for me" he said and leaned over you and kissed your shoulder.

"Does this feel ok?" he asked while he clearly wanted to just fuck you silly. You panted and replied "yes, keep going" He grabbed your breast while humming with each kiss onto your neck, you moaned as he kissed your lips.

He leaned his forehead against yours as he pushed slowly deeper inside you, you wrapped your hands around onto his back while moaning. "Fuck" he groaned as he thrusted out of you, "I want to fuck you so bad" he cooes "Your pussy feels so good" he groaned as he thrusted inside you, but still not fully inside.

"please" you huffed, feeling his dick teasing your gspot but you wanted more "Fuck me how you want to" he kissed you hard "Are you sure?" you nodded as an response. "Let me hear you say yes, I dont want to hurt you" he said as he pulled his dick out halfway "Yes I'm sure please Fuck me" you said and kissed him "I need you" you whispered into his lips.

Like something snapped inside him he rolled his hips pushing his cock deep inside you, he huffed as he rolled his hips deep inside you, thrusted slowly out and then he repeated. You closed your eyes moaned loudly, He groaned as he kissed your lips "Stay with me" he managed to say "Look at me" he hummed and you opened your eyes.

He leaned on his elbows as he looked into your eyes. His body was pinning you down, he kissed you and thrusted harder into you. "Fuck" you moaned as he kept thrusting his dick inside you, while moaning his deep beautiful moans "fuck" he huffed. "Im so deep inside you" he moaned as he looked into your eyes "Fuck me hard, Kakashi-"

He moaned as his hips began to clap hard inside you, he groaned as he grabbed the pillow under you into fists as he slammed hard into you. You moaned hard as you felt you were close. His hips were clapping so hard into you, your toes curled as you lifted up your feet, making him go even deeper inside you.

He huffed "I'm close" you grabbed his shoulders as he slammed hard into you "cum inside me" you moaned "I want you to fill me up" you panted, feeling close "fill me up" you moaned, you looked up into his eyes as you could see him blushing.

He kissed you sloppy, as his tounge touched yours you let out a moan "you want me to cum inside you?" he moaned "please" you panted "cum inside-" you climaxed before you could finish your sentence, he moaned and huffed as he slammed his hips into yours and wrapped his hands around your neck and nuzzled his head into your neck, moaned into your ear and climaxed deep inside you.

He panted and moved his hands away from your neck as he was about to leave, you pinned him down as you wrapped your legs around his waist. "No" you said simple "Stay here" you kissed him, you looked at him and he smiled.

He leaned back down on his elbows and kissed your forehead. "Don't leave me like this" you whispered as your eyes were closed. He looked at you for a second as you felt your heart beat fast. "y/n look at me" he cooes, you look up at him "your heart is beating so fast" he said "Iknow" you whispered trying not to get emotional. "My heart is too, your feelings are not one sided-" before he could say anything else you crashed your lips onto his. He sighed happily as he deepened the kiss. "Do you know how much it turned me on-" he began as he exhaled and kissed you deeply "that you wanted me to cum inside you?" he said and his hips slowly started to automatically thrust inside you again "Fuck, just thinking about it makes my dick hard" he admitted "I dont want to leave you, I wanna fill you up-" he said as he began to thrust faster inside you making you moan. "Kakashi" you moaned, he kissed you deeply "I thought about filling you up everytime I jerked myself off" you moaned over his words and his honesty and didnt know how to respond, the only thing you felt you could do was to kiss him.

You looked at him as he moaned your name, thrusting his hips harder into you. You blushed as you couldn't believe that this was truly happening "I love you" you huffed "Fuck" he groaned. You moaned into his sloppy kisses as he hips began to clap hard into you, you panted hard as you felt you were close "kakashi" you moaned grabbing his ass while he thrusted hard into you "y/n" he moaned and climaxed into you.

The thought of him jerking off while thinking off you sent you over the edge making you climax, you thrusted your hips up into his dick as you panted. He kissed your neck as he couldn't stop kissing you.

He panted as he looked at you "I gotta clean you up" he kissed your forehead. "Hold onto me hard" he said and you wrapped your hands around his neck and your legs around his waist. He grabbed your back and leaned up, and carried you to the bathroom. He managed to slip his dick out of your clit before he let you down.

Your legs were trembling as you grabbed his arms. "Kakshi" you whined "let me help you" he smiled and helped you into the shower. "You ok?" he asked you as he cupped your face "yeah, just not used to your size yet" you said making him blush. "Fuck you're cute" you grinned and kissed him deeply.

[chaengluva]

Too Much Of a Massive Deal

Regina Geogre x Fem!Reader: 1.0k Words: Masterlist:

Requested: Yes/No Send Requests!:

Warnings: Homophobia (D slur is said), Assault, Angst, They are 18 in this and just pretend the legal drinking age is 18 for the USA

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You wouldn't call yourself a loser but you certainly wouldn't call yourself popular, I mean, you went to parties and saw her around but she never glanced your way. You would be lying if you said you didn't think she was pretty, everyone else does.

You have a secret crush on Regina, you have told no one and never plan on telling anyone because the relationship is unrealistic, Regina is straight and even if she liked girls, you would not be her type.

You heard about the halloween party coming up, you doubt that you would be invited because it's at Regina George's house.

You walked into the cafeteria and you heard heel's clicking behind you, you move out of the way so they can get past but the sound keeps following you, you turn around and see Regina, she looks at you up and down before saying.

"I'm having a halloween party at mine in a few weeks and I was wondering if you would like to come." She said, slightly smiling at you. You smiled back, trying not to look too desperate, "Yeah! is it cool if my friends come?" Regina rolled her eyes before answering, "Yeah that's cool, I guess."

Without another word she walked away, she then walked away, you smiled brightly, rushing to tell all your friends the good news.

You were currently at the halloween party, you were dressed as the devil, wearing a red satin dress with black lace design. You also wore red devil horns to finish up the look. At the start of the party you decided to stay with your friends but as time went on, everyone went off to mingle with other people, leaving you alone, you sighed, walking around the house to get a drink.

You grab a drink and turn around, bumping into someone walking the other way, your eyes go wide when you notice who is in front of you. It was her, the queen bee, she looks so good in her costume, in some ways, you were matching.

She was wearing an angel costume and you were wearing the devil, but if you were to think about personalities, it would be the other way around.

She looks down at you with angry eyes, pushing past you to get herself a drink, you roll your eyes and walk somewhere else, talking with people along the way. You were leaning against the wall, holding your red solo cub, talking with a few boys.

"You're really pretty." One of them said, you awkwardly laugh, hoping it would change the conversation, but it didn't, the other boy put his hand on your waist and you started to feel very uncomfortable.

"Um can you please let go.." You said, with an awkward tone, the other guy buts his hand on your back and moves it down to grab your ass, you gasp, being speechless, not knowing what time say, you quickly moved away from them, "I don't want to do this."

The two boys look at each other and laugh, One of the boys said,"We know, you're a dyke." The other one nodded saying, "We were just trying to make you normal again." You have been through this many times, so many times when the whole situation became normal to you, but it still hurt.

You turned around to leave but a familiar voice came from behind you, making you turn around. "David, Carson." Regina said with bitterness, she moved to stand next to you, "I don't remember inviting you so the two of you can leave."

"Oh.. we didn't mean." They tried to come up with an excuse, "Save it! Leave." She snapped, the boys quickly ran off, you were about to thank Regina but she grabbed your hand and rushed you upstairs before you could.

She took you into her room, leaving you confused. (you weren't complaining though) She sat you down on her bed and looked at you up and down, "You're outfit is cool." She said, smiling, reapplying her lipstick. You nervously smile, feeling intimidated by the beautiful woman in front of you. "So, is it true?" Regina asks.

You give her a confused look, standing up then asking, "Is what true?" she laughs, "Is it true that you're a lesbian?" you were taken back by the question, you knew it could go two ways, you could lie and say no and it would continue normally or you could tell the truth and she will kick you out.

You had no intention in hiding your identity anymore so you smiled saying, "Yes. It's true." Regina moved closer to you, grabbing your face saying, "Perfect." She pulled you in for a kiss Passionately moving her lips against yours, shoving her tongue inside, after a while she pulls away and the biggest smile is on her face.

For a second you thought, maybe you weren't delusional, maybe your crush actually liked you back and you could start dating her and happily tell all your friends, thinking this, you say.  "Wow that was.." You begin to talk but Regina cuts you off.

"Pathetic, you're fucking pathetic." Giggling, she took her phone out and started to record you, at this time, you couldn't help but let the tears fall through, you felt so embarrassed, so ashamed, you rushed downstairs and you saw everyone was already laughing, she must have already shared the video.

You called a taxi and decided you didn't feel like going home, you just wanted to go to a club. You took your devil horns off so your outfit seems more suitable for a club, you walked in, deciding to order a cocktail, you put your hand on your face, feeling betrayed and saddened by what she did to you.

You felt someone sit next to you, you turned to look at her, she smiled at you asking, "Rough night?" You sighed, nodding your head, she giggled, "What's your name." You smiles back at the girl saying, "I'm Y/n. Y/n L/n what's yours?"

"My name is Leighton, Leighton Murray."

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[disturbedbeautywrites]

They call you what? - Jake Seresin and Bradley Bradshaw x Roomie! Reader

A/N: So this is part of the new beginnings universe and I have loved getting to explore this universe with these three!

Read the first part here

Living with two naval aviators was proving to be a pretty steep learning curve. Their terminology, jargon, and abbreviations were usually lost on you and more often than not you ended up googling things to keep up with conversations.

You were sitting in the living room reading a book when one of these conversations were going on, Jake and Bradley walking in the front door both still clad in their uniforms from work. “Can you believe the new guys call sign? That’s just brutal.” The words came from Jake’s lips as Bradley shook his head in return, both their eyes falling on you.

“What’s a call sign?” You never took your eyes off the book as the words left your lips, eyebrows just scrunching up in curiosity as you tried to place why what they were talking about was so funny. They spoke navy, as you liked to tell people, and it felt like a foreign language to you. You had been trying, you really had. But, there’s only so much a girl could do.

The silence in the air was palpable as you looked up from your book, awe-struck looks on both of the pilots faces. They were frozen in shock, Jake’s look more exaggerated than Bradley’s as was his dramatic tendency.

“You really don’t know what a call sign is?” Jake wasn’t even trying to hide his amusement and clear disappointment as he leaned against the wall, eye brows raised in his cocky and arrogant fashion. “Nope, not everyone knows your secret navy language.” You shrugged and put your bookmark in your pages, being able to tell this was going to be a long conversation.

You sat the book down as Bradley sank down into the couch beside you, looking over at you. “Think of it as nicknames that we go by almost exclusively.” He shrugged, making it sound super simple. The answer made you nod, looking at both of the men as you waited for them to tell you what their call signs were.

“Mine is hangman.” Jake looked pretty damn proud of himself and you tried to hold in a laugh, which earned you a scoff in return. “Hangman? Like the child’s game?” You finally let out the laugh you were holding in, covering your mouth. “D-does that mean people think about strangling you when they say that to you daily?” You were uncontrollably laughing now, getting a glare from Jake as Bradley cracked up beside you as well.

“Well, rooster. Why don’t you answer that for her? And I swear to god if you play the dead dad card.” Jake’s voice was sharp and cold as you slowly stopped laughing, your face softening at the end of Jake’s words. “Yeah, mine is because my dads was goose. But at least I gave mine to myself. Hangman here, wasn’t so lucky.” Bradley deflected the conversation back to a fuming Jake, who walked into the kitchen and grabbed a beer. He immediately brought it up to his lips, taking a long swig. “Well, I’m still the only aviator with 2 confirmed kills, so it doesn’t matter. Clearly I’m the best.”

You just scoffed at his words as you sat there deep in thought, looking between the two boys. They were best friends and yet they bickered like an old married couple; it was very amusing to you. You waited out the silence and the dramatic fuming before speaking up, your voice thoughtful and hopeful. "Can I have a cool call sign?"

Bradley smiled and immediately nodded as he went to work thinking of one, Jake smirking and chuckling to himself. "What's so funny?" You huffed as you looked at him, his cockiness practically oozing out of his pores. "AAR; that's what it is." Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you tried to decipher what on earth that could mean, "Annoying ass roommate." You huffed and threw a pillow at the blonde, making him yelp quietly before Bradley spoke up.

"You know, I think it's time we let the professionals pick out her call sign. Y/N, it's time you meet our squad. They're going to be the ones who pick it out for you. You meet them tomorrow." Bradley patted you on the shoulder before he stood up off the couch and walked towards his room, hangman frowning in the kitchen. You were not supposed to be integrated into his life like this. This is not how it was supposed to happen. But, now, you were slowly starting to take hold.

[ieatfanficforbrunch]

Reignited Flame-Steddie

TW: Violence, brief mention of Homophobia, swearing

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Eddie fell hard, he knew that. He watched as the man he loved went after the girls at his school, getting whoever he pleased. Eddie knew, deep down, that these girls were just flings. Steve Harrington had girlfriends, but they were never serious, never permanent. He thought that maybe he still had a chance.

Steve had just gotten out of a relationship, immediately he was shrugging it off, laughing happily with his friends.

Eddie knew he was being naïve but how could he care when he was so damn excited? He wore his uncle’s old leather jacket for confidence, put on his jeans with the least holes, and even straightened his shoulder-length curls, all in the hope of Steve, King Steve, finally taking an interest.

He asked his uncle for help, all the questions he could think of. “What’d you like most when someone approached you?” “Did you ever get uncomfortable by things they did?” “What did you avoid?” “What should I be prepared for?"

Wayne truly loved the kid but sometimes he just needed to calm down. He explained that Eddie didn’t need advice, because if this guy was worth it, he could be himself.

With this advice, Eddie practiced guitar to cool off and left for school.

His uncle’s jacket made him feel invincible. He was prepared to finally, finally, talk to Steve.

He walked through the doors, putting on his best smile, optimistic and prepared for anything, except when he rounded that corner where he knew Steve would be, he froze.

There leaning against the wall was Steve with Nancy Wheeler on his arm.

He could feel his body go ridged, his heart breaking in his chest because this time Steve was looking at her like she was the only person in the entire world.

Eddie left school.

Sure, his dad was an asshole, and his mom was dead, but he thought that there was still good in the world. He thought that he had a chance at happiness.

The year passed in a blur, pot and booze his only comfort. He kept the jacket, eventually getting an awesome denim vest. He grew his hair, embraced his curls, and finally gave up on hiding his interests.

Steve and Nancy broke up and for a second, he thought that maybe, maybe, that little hope of love was flickering alive, he quickly decided to stomp out that flame.

Eddie almost felt bad for the fallen king of Hawkins High, after the new king (some dude named Billy) came into the role. Steve seemed lost, lonely even, but Eddie was not going to let “King Steve” hurt him again.

Billy had a thing against freaks, everyone knew he didn’t like different. Eddie basically had a target on his back.

The hit came unexpectedly, A mix between metal and flesh. A man and a locker. He puts his hands up to guard his face as best as he can but it’s really no use. The slurs hit his face and hands dig through his pockets.

He felt disgusting, refusing to cry, but he felt his breaking point approaching quickly as Billy brought his fist up.

Eddie shut his eyes, prepared to accept his fate, but suddenly the weight of the man was off him and he was being pulled away.

He opened his eyes to see Steve, his Steve, dragging him out of the building as fast as he could.

Steve practically threw him into the passenger seat of his BMW as he ran to the other side.

Eddie was in shock as they sped away.

“You ok? He didn’t hit you, did he?” Steve asks.

Eddie shakes his head.

“No, No I’m ok. Thanks for…for saving my ass back there,” he replies.

Steve nods.

“Well, if there’s one thing, I hate more than anything, it’s Billy. He’s…He is a prick so just stay away from him, alright?” Steve says.

“Alright, yeah. Thanks again.” Eddie says quickly.

They rode in silence for a while, Steve taking the long way back to the school just in case.

“You run the D&D group, Hellfire? It’s Eddie, right?” Steve asks.

Eddie smiles and nods, “That’s me!”

Steve smiles, “I got this middle schooler who’s a friend of mine, if you happen to still be there next year you should talk to him, the kid loves that stuff!”

Eddie chuckles, “I might just take you up on that Mr. King.”

Steve shakes his head, “Don’t call me that, I’m not that guy anymore.”

Eddie nods.

They drive for hours; Eddie can feel that familiar flame of an old crush burning in his chest. He’s surprised that Steve hadn’t dropped him off sooner, but as Eddie drives himself home in his rickety old van, his cheeks heat up at the thought of Steve Harrington.

[iknowdatsrightbih]

The Next Step

: In this fic, you and Jack are ready to take the next step, Which is meeting each other's parents. This can only go two ways when you guys make your first stop at Y/n's family's house.

“Phone rings” incoming call from Jackman ❤️. You instantly smile answering your phone. “Hello,” you said, “Hey girl, hey stink,” Jack said in his best girl voice. On cue, you both let out giggles. “What are you up to right now” Jack stated nervously. “Um, nothing at the moment..why?” you said with furrowed eyebrows. Jack sighed and said, “Well I have something on my mind that I've wanted to talk to you about but in person”.

Just from that sentence alone, you started to have anxiety wondering what he could want to talk about. “Okay, well I don’t plan on going anywhere else for the day so you can come over whenever love,” you said forcing a smile even though he couldn’t see you. “Okay well I’m finishing up in the studio then I’ll be over there, I love you” Jack replied. “I love you too, see you then” You then hung up the phone and laid back in your bed staring at the ceiling with an uneasy feeling in your stomach. You deeply exhaled, thinking about what he could want to talk about.

As you hear the door swing open, Jack says "Stinkkk where are you" Chuckling with an eye roll at this ever-lasting nickname you tell him you're in your room. He comes up the stairs of your condo, opens your door, and jumps on top of you on the bed. "I missed youuu" smothering you in kisses while you giggle and gladly accept them which turns into a steamy 5-minute making-out session. Once you guys broke up the session Jack put his face in your neck trying to cool down. You realized he had not mentioned what he wanted to talk to you about. you begin to grow tense to his touch and begin to stare off.

Jack scrunched up his eyebrows instantly asking “Y/n What’s wrong?”. Breaking your stare from the wall you sighed and said “Um, you said you had something serious to talk to me about?” Jack titled his head quizzically before he remembered, “Oh shit, yeah well I wanted to talk to you because I think now that we have gotten so far in our relationship that it is time to take the next step”.

Suddenly you were able to breathe again, not even realizing that you were holding in a breath. “What do you mean Jack?” You said shooting Jack a quizzical look. “Well I think we should meet each other’s parents, you are the girl I want and I think our relationship is going to be great and I would love for my parents to meet the love of my life”. Your heart swelled at his words you were now thinking of how silly it was to think the worst out of the situation. Jack however was nervously waiting on your response. “Baby, I think that’s an amazing idea I would love to meet your parents and for you to meet mine,” you said giggling. Jack sighed with relief and said “Yeah?” you repeated “Yeah” Jack then grabbed both sides of your face and gently pulled you into a kiss. 

“Babe?”, “Hm?” Jack replied. “I don't know if my family is going to be welcoming” you stated in a sad tone, you started to look at anything but Jack. He remembers you telling him about your family and the way they were very judgmental toward their kid's significant others. Necessarily your mom but your dad and your brother. However, that didn't stop Jack from loving you one bit.  all you could wish is that when the time comes your dad and your brother can see what you see him. Jack looked at your face and immediately frowned, he took your chin into his hand to have you look into his eyes. “Hey, baby it's okay I mean I know you said that they are rough but it's not going to stop me from loving you. if they can't see that then so be it because I'm not going anywhere, okay?” You smiled and nodded “Okay”. One thing you loved about Jack was the way he reassured you. 

“Now I got us some Chick-fil-A so let’s go eat and then we can have dessert,” Jack said. “Ouuu what’s for dessert?” you asked excitedly. He looks at you up and down and chuckles. Catch on and smack his shoulder playfully. “ you're such a dork” you roll your eyes playfully walking out of the room down the stairs with Jack following close behind you giving your butt smack.

Friday, 4:00pm

As you put down your phone laughing you get back to what you were doing.  you were in your bathroom doing your makeup dancing and singing to Beyonce's song “ Love On Top” You were so into it that you didn't even hear Jack knocking at the door. Jack was confused as to why you weren't answering the door so he used his key. Immediately as he walked through the door heard your music blasting from upstairs. He walks up the stairs to your room and in the meantime, the song switches to “AMERICA HAS A PROBLEM”. You being you, obviously, you started to mimic her dance moves from the Renaissance tour. What you did not know was Jack was sitting on your bed watching you in the bathroom. “Heard you got that deep for me, pray your love is deep for me” you start to sing “I’ma make you go week for me, make you wait a whole week for me” You added a twirl and continued “I see you watching- AHHHH” Jack started busting out laughing, falling on the floor. You on the other hand were trying to calm down as your heart was beating fast. 

Quickly you turned down Beyoncé with shaking hands and said “Why didn't you tell me you were here?!” Jack who was still currently on the floor said “I knocked 3 times and no answer so I used my key, I loved the show I might have to have you as my next opener for the next tour”. Even though you were seriously embarrassed you couldn't help but laugh too. “I hope you know I don't perform for free,” you said sassily with a hair flip. Now that you were done with your makeup you finished up with your outfit and shoes and did a final check with your hair. Once you're good to go you walk out of the bathroom look at Jack, and ask “Does this look okay?” His jaw was on the floor, he then smiled and said, “Okay?!! Baby you look amazing”. You couldn't help but giggle like a schoolgirl and tell him thank you with a kiss. Once Jack was done hyping you up you grabbed your purse and you both were heading out the door.

Once you two were settled in the jeep you guys were en route to go to your parent's house. During the car ride for the most part you guys were just talking about random things. But once you started to get closer to your destination you started to have anxiety about the whole thing. Growing up you were the youngest and only girl for a long time until you were a teen and even with that your dad was still very overprotective of you while your mom wasn’t really as much but adding to that you were older brother Lucas was the one making it hell for you as well. Trying to have boyfriends and getting your brother and dad to like them is something you find impossible. Ideally, your dad wanted you to always end up with someone who went to college has a degree, and was a surgeon.

With now you being really into Jack and wanting a future with him you can only hope this goes well but deep down you’re prepared for the worst. Losing yourself in deep thought you didn’t even realize that you pulled up to your parent's house already. Jack looked at you and knew from the look on your face something was wrong. He put the car in park and asked “Y/n what’s wrong?” You looked at him fiddling with your hands and said “I don’t know, I’m just really nervous and scared I guess” Jack's face immediately fell into a pout, he wanted you to be nothing but happy about him meeting your family, and seeing you be anything but that made him upset.

“Baby?” Jack says “Hm?” You reply back he then puts to fingers under your chin to get type to look at him. “Y/n I want you to understand something, I know you're scared about how this will go but I need you to know that no matter what goes down in there it’s not changing the way I feel about you, I love you and hell if they can’t see our love for each other then that’s on them baby, I know we are still in the early stages but I know for sure you're the girl I want to marry and have babies with and I want to be able to show them that as well, I love you baby” with your eyes watering you say “I love you to jackman, I love you so much it hurts” then you pulled each other into a kiss. Once the kiss was over you two straightened yourselves up and got out of the car. Hand in hand you made your way to your parent's door. Trying to shake your nerves out you knocked on the door, only praying that this will go as planned.

Just then your mom answers the door, “Well hello, welcome!” She greets you and Jack you go up to her first give your mom a hug and say “Hey momma this is my boyfriend I was telling you about his name is Jack”. Jack then goes up to your mom and says “Hi my name is Jack, it’s so nice to meet you” he then puts out his hand to shake hers but your mom waves it off and engulfs him into a hug saying “Oh no need to shake my hand, we hug around here, also where’s my manners my name is Ciera” laughing. You couldn’t help but smile which was shortly lived once you saw your dad dead staring Jack down. You sigh going further into the house where your dad is standing by the stairs to greet you dad by saying "Hey pops, I missed you I brought my boyfriend here to meet you guys” Your dad simply hugs you and then replies by saying “I see” while looking jack up and down while jack was still talking to your mom. Your dad moves into the kitchen and you look back at Jack and your mom and simply decide to follow your dad into the kitchen.

You really didn’t understand why he couldn’t at least give Jack a chance without judging him. “Dad I need you to be serious with me right now, why are you being so rude and judgmental right now? You haven’t even gotten to know him” You said sternly. Your dad looked at you and simply rolled his eyes and said “Listen I appreciate the fact that you care for him but that doesn’t mean I’m going to like him, I already know how he’s going to act” You now were looking at him like he had three heads. Simply confused about why he had so much animosity toward someone who just walked through this door. You didn’t want to cause a scene but you were getting pissed off. The ignorance and stupidity he was showing right now made no sense to you and right when you were about to say something more your brother Lucas came in from the backyard. You look at him and simply say hi and turn around to go back to your mom and Jack. You could feel a headache forming, and you weren't sure how much you could take.

As you made your way back into the living room you realized your two little siblings who were twins were in there playing with Jack. While your mom simply watched and smiled her focus quickly broke once she noticed you with an upset face. Your mom got up from the couch and took you into her office space shutting the door behind her. “Y/n my baby what’s got you so upset?” She asked. You always had a deep connection with your mom seeing as you could totally be comfortable with her without feeling judged. “Momma I just don’t understand Dad’s attitude towards Jack, he hasn’t even been in the house for five minutes yet he’s looking at him like he knows his whole life story” Now you were starting to tear up out of anger.

Your mom was looking at you with a bunch of sorrow and sympathy in your eyes. She knew that your dad was giving you a hard time and honestly, she couldn’t figure out herself why he was being this way. Your mom then sighed and said “I honestly don’t know why he is acting like that, and honestly that’s his fault because from what I see he’s a good guy and he loves you more than anything” You then began to cry. “Oh honey,” your mom says in a sad tone. She comes up to you and pulls you into a hug while grabbing some tissue for you off her desk. “ I just don’t understand why he can never be happy for me,” you said shakily.

If your mom wasn't upset before she was now not only because of how your dad was acting but also because she never likes seeing you upset like this. After a few minutes, you were able to calm down you were both separated from the hug and your mom looked at you and said “Y/n listen me, don’t let anyone ruin your happiness… especially when they aren’t trying to see what that person means to you. This is supposed to be a happy moment for you, don’t not one person even your dad ruin it for you okay?” You nodded and said, “Okay momma”.

Now you two were off back into the living room where Jack was now being interrogated by your little twin brother and sister who were named Posie and Preston. “So Jack you know we mean business right?” Preston asked while Posie was shining a light in his face. Jack just going along with it said “Well yes I do… I think” Preston then looked at Posie and said “Hm.. he doesn’t seem so sure” Posie then went up to Jack to examine him by walking around him. While this was happening you and your mom were in the hall watching and laughing. Posie then says “ Preston thinks he’s okay…for now” with a lifted eyebrow. Preston nods his head and backs away, Jack was trying his best not to bust out laughing at this whole thing. They then go back up to Jack and tell him that he passed the test and that they like him. You then walk in the room shaking your head. “Preston and Posie what did I say about interrogating him?” They both looked at you like they had no clue what you were talking about even though you indeed told them not to only two days ago. “Um Preston mission abort!!” Posie says and takes off running while Preston is running right behind her. All you could do was laugh and shake your head while Jack and your mom were on the couch in fits of laughter.

“Dinner is ready,” Your dad says you look at Jack and get up your mom and Jack follow suit and you take Jack's hand and walk to the dining room. As soon as you enter the dining room you can feel the energy just immediately go down. You and Jack go around the other side of the table so your dad and mom are on the other side while your brother is sitting on the edge and the twins are sitting by you guys. There was an awkward silence until your mom said “Well let’s say grace and dig in” with a smile. After grace, you guys sat down and you helped Jack get his plate together while he helped the twins get theirs. After everyone was situated you guys began to eat.

Your brother Lucas was the one who surprisingly started the convo “So Jack I don’t know if you know already but I’m her older brother Lucas” In your head, you said “No shit” but you managed to put on a fake smile. Jack replied back saying “Nice to meet you Lucas” Lucas then continued on by saying "That bald-headed dude over there is our dad his name is Charles". You and Jack choked on your food. "Nice to meet you, Charles“ Jack said. Your dad looked up and gave him a head nod and went back to eating. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse Lucas opened up his mouth to say "You know it’s kind of hard to believe that you out of all people would date my sister”.

You instantly were growing irritated. Jack honestly was confused about why your brother was talking about you that way and why he was just being negative in general. Jack then said “Well you know your sister is an amazing person and she has a genuine heart, sometimes I don’t feel like I deserve a person like her” You smiled at him and so did your mom and the twins even though they had no clue what that meant.

Lucas just rolled his eyes and continued to eat his food. Then your mom nudged your dad to try to get him to interact with you guys but all that did was make him irritated. “What?!” Moving his arm away from her “Talk to your child and her boyfriend maybe?!?” Then once you thought your dad couldn’t get any more disrespectful he said “I’m not wasting my time talking to some wannabe rapper that my daughter is interested in, like seriously Y/n you could’ve gotten a surgeon or a teacher you know?!”

Everyone’s jaw dropped including Lucas's. You have never been more mad in your life than now. Before you got to say anything Jack said “Excuse me?” In a very serious tone, you never heard him sound like that. Your dad then says “You heard me” Jack then rebuts and furiously says "What's the real issue here because it doesn't seem like this has to do with me or your daughter?" Your eyes grew wide, you didn't expect Jack to say anything back like that. “I’m sorry but I do not understand why you have so much hate towards me, you should be happy your daughter wants to bring someone she likes to meet you”.

Just then your dad gets up from his seat trying to get in jacks face Lucas and your mom quickly grab your dad and then that’s when you decided to say something “ DAD KNOCK IT OFF YOU ACTING LIKE A COMPLETE ASS FOR WHAT?!!” Now Jack was holding you back “ Baby it’s okay, it’s okay,” he says. Your dad on the other hand was applauded you yelled at him. “You know what? You want to be disrespectful and belittle me under my roof you can leave but don’t you dare come back,” he says. You look at him and you can’t even recognize the person that’s in front of you. Your mom followed up by saying “Charles don’t you dare say that to her because you have a personal issue within yourself! You don’t get to tell my daughter that. I’m damn happy she has found someone who cares about her and wants nothing but love for her. You out of fucking line!”

It was rarely you hear your mother cuss so she meant it. Lucas then says “Yeah Dad you really are taking this too far, she’s a happy man that’s all that matters”. The twins started to cry as they thought they would never see their sister again and plus they really liked Jack already. You looked at them and then looked back at your dad shaking your head. “You know what? I’m gone but don’t expect me to come back. You seriously are so ignorant this man loves me and this is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with and you treat him like this?!?” You sigh and continue, “I won’t come back but don’t expect to know about me being engaged or getting married or having kids or maybe even moving somewhere else with Jack because remember I’m just with some wannabe rapper”.With that being said you hugged the twins telling them you loved them then you went to your mom and did the same thing and Jack followed suit. You also hugged your brother. “Let’s go” you said.

Hand in hand you and Jack walked out the door. Just then your brother came running out saying “Hey!” You turned around and he came up to you and Jack and said “Sis I’m sorry, you didn’t deserve that and to you Jack I can tell you love her and I know she’s in good hands” he held out his hand for Jack to shake and jack kindly excepts it. You then give your brother a hug and say “ Thank you”. After that, you and Jack got into the car and were on your way home. As soon as you got down the street you started to cry. Jack stopped at the nearest restaurant and brought his arms around you. All you kept repeating “I’m sorry” and Jack was just letting you cry it all out. “It’s okay baby, I’m here” Jack was genuinely upset and heartbroken for you. He knew how much it meant to you for him to meet your parents yet all it did was go to shit. He wasn’t even worried about how he felt. He just was worried about you.

Once you were okay he started driving again. The car ride was silent. Once you guys got home you two simply took a shower and got into bed. Crying had taken all of your energy. You guys got settled by turning on some background noise on the TV. You lay your head on Jack's chest while he rubs up and down your back. You soon were falling asleep. “I love you Y/n no matter what,” Jack said. “I love you too Jack, no matter what”.

: Welp, let me know how you guys liked this. First ever fic and I'm nervous.

Thank you to my girlys that have encouraged me on here, love you all!

[circusclowne]

(for the ask game) lifering if you haven't already :D

opinion on character: you would've never guessed. but i like lifering. i am so insane about him you have no idea. he is my wallpaper on my watch. i have two shirts with him on it (IN FACT I AM WEARING ONE RIGHT NOW HELP). i am working on making him into a plushie. i made a cookie shaped like him. i made a cupcake shaped like him. i made a cake shaped like him. i made a hairclip shaped like him. i made a clay figurine of him. i have at least 80 drawings of him digitally and scattered around my house. my mom, dad, brother and girlfriend know about my obsession over him. i have at least 100 pictures of him in my phone. whenever i see a life preserver i am reminded of lifering. i want to squish him and hug him and give him a kiss and cook soup for him and wrap him in a blanket and explode him AAAAAA i love him so much!!!!! i've liked him since february this year and ever since then my life has never been the same. like genuinely he brings me so much joy i do a little happy jig every time i see him and i think about him so much..i cherish him so much he holds a special place in my heart.he is in my walls.

gender / orientation hc: trans male / pansexual

best quote / moment: how do i choose there's so many,, "suit yourself. i prefer to multitask my trauma!" (box's exit interview) "I DITCHED MY GRILLED CHEESE FOR THIS!" ("seas the day" short) "woohoo! family reunion!" (with a mouthful of food) (iii5 i believe)

otps: SEAFILES!!! silvering + clovering + lifekettle + lifefizz too!! seafiles has been a favorite ship of mine for a long time now and i REALLY really enjoy these two's relationship! i wish they weren't so underrated. lifering's support for cabby influenced her to start using her files again and their friendship was honestly so sweet and i wish we saw more of it. silvering should've interacted more because these two have a lot of of potential to be so annoying together (good for them). clovering is a optimistic duo that i like..they keep putting these two together i love them. lifekettle is so sweet and wholesome, i loved how supportive they are of each other and how much they care about each other!! lifefizz is silly, i loved the way these two interacted and they are very cute! i also like knifering and ojring! oh and me x lifering hahahaha who said that

brotps: lifegoo + lifeberry + the sinkers! lifering and goo are such silly guys i liked them in iii15! lifering and blueberry are super cool the way their personalities clash and compliment each other! they are super fun :] the sinkers is a awesome team and i like each one's relationship with lifering!! i especially like nickel and lifering's little rivalry they're a funny duo

notps: uhh cobs i guess?

random headcanon: i project onto him a lot so! he reallyyyy likes sea animals! loves going to aquariums! cat person (is allergic but doesn't care). likes to be gnc sometimes! he gets silly w it. autistic with a special interest in health and human(object?) biology! huge foodie and loves everything tea kettle makes for him! has heterochromia (yellow+blue)!

[neutron-stars]

I would first like to start by saying yes to your GC and the anons who are sending in spicy ideas. I have, however, another one.

In this universe all rookies do this for a year, right? Well what if after Rykers rookie year he comes in ready to mesh with the team, a little sad that his time with Vince is done, but accepting and even eyeballing a rookie or two himself.

But then Vince reaches out and pulls him down on his lap, spreads Rykers thighs open with his hands, and palmed Rykers crotch.

"You're still mine pretty boy."

oh HELLO more delicious prompts in my inbox WHAT A TREAT

context for this: in my canon of this verse there's a hierarchy over who gets to use the rookies: cup winners and captains are highest, then alternates, then other hardware winners, then by # of games played. the formal definition of "rookie" in this verse is 82 NHL games played, but if a team has no numerically eligible rookies up then the position of "free use rookie" defaults to the player with the least games played.

full fic eventually but here's a snip under the cut. can be read while listening to mr brightside for best results

Ryker starts to come a little bit undone on the third day of camp. He knows it shouldn’t bother him, but…it’s the new draft pick. Catton, he’s called, and the D-men have taken to calling him “Little Cat”, an obvious play on Lars’ nickname. He’s young, bright, talented. And ever since camp started, Vince has been circling him like a vulture. Ryker can admit it- he’s jealous. For all the teasing and toying and angst the older D-man put him through last year, Ryker misses being Vince’s little plaything. He liked being so blatantly wanted, taken, Vince’s claim so immediate and all-encompassing that there was no doubt among the rest of the room to whom he belonged. As a Cup winner, Vince was high in the hierarchy when it came to using the rookies. He had the right to throw his weight around, and he did. Tye was shared around the room, free use proper for whichever vets wanted him, whenever they wanted him. But Ryker belonged to Vince and only Vince. Vince made sure of that. Ryker watches the two of them now with searing intensity. Vince swirls around Catton, knocking at the kid’s skates, trying to muscle him off the puck. Catton is about Ryker’s height, got the same straight blond hair and blue eyes, and if Ryker lets his eyes unfocus and his mind wander just a little, it’s almost like watching himself in third person. Which Vince made him do once- put his own iPhone down across the room before putting Ryker on all fours and fucking him senseless, then making Ryker watch it back like they were fucking rolling tape. Ryker watches Vince and Catton now, first off the ice, feeling the jealousy simmer hot in his chest. He knows things are different now: Ryker’s got more than half a season under his belt; Ryker’s gonna make the opening night roster; Ryker should probably start thinking about how to play with the rookies for himself, though he knows he’ll be last in the pecking order for the foreseeable future. This is part of becoming a veteran, he tells himself- you can’t have change without loss. Ryker takes more than a few extra laps around the ice to cool his head down before making his way into the locker room. By the time he gets back, the locker room is already half-empty, most of the guys already having made their way into the showers. Prominently featured in his usual spot is Vince, with Catton kneeling- just literally kneeling, no cockwarming or anything- at his feet. Ryker swallows the sinking feeling in his stomach and makes his way quickly to his stall. He faces the wall as he strips off his jersey and shoulder pads with peak efficiency. He doesn’t have to make things harder for himself by looking more than he needs to. As he’s removing his elbow pads, he feels a warm, strong pair of arms wrap themselves around his stomach, pressing Ryker tight against their owner’s chest. He knows it’s Vince- can smell the expensive coconut shampoo Ryker once made the mistake of using. Vince’s arms spin Ryker around in one fluid motion so he’s facing forward and plopped down on top of the vet’s lap. “What- what are you doing?” Ryker asks, even as he relishes the way his stomach swoops. Across the room, Catton is staring at the two of them with wide eyes. Good, Ryker thinks. Let him watch. “Did you miss me, baby?” Vince whispers in his ear, planting a kiss to the back of Ryker’s neck. He snakes his hands up Ryker’s chest, cupping his pecs, rubbing thumbs over his nipples. Vince used to call them his tits, loved to play with them, dress Ryker up in pretty lace and call him babygirl. Ryker lets his eyes fall shut as he tries to keep himself from squirming. “I’m- I’m not a rookie anymore,” he breathes, in case Vince had forgotten. Ryker desperately hopes Vince won’t care. “You haven’t played 82 games yet, so you still count,” Vince croons, nibbling at Ryker’s ear, and Ryker thinks it’s the sweetest thing the man has ever said to him. “Not even 40 yet, right? Plus, until you get yourself a cup-” Vince nips hard, causing Ryker to squeak- “I’ll always pull rank over you, pretty boy. You’re mine.” Ryker’s dick kicks in his jock.

[moonyasnow]

I'm about to absolutely torture you all with the angstiest angst you have ever read

Enjoy :)

(I fully expect to be put on trial for breaking laws against psychological cruelty inflicted on others. I do not expect to be forgiven for my crimes. But I just have toooooooooo)

So this song from the Artemil playlist right?

It's in Swedish so as far as I know only I could really understand it without a translation

But basically, I see this as 'the bad ending'. Basically the scenario described in this song has a similar vibe to what I think a bad ending (where they can't find a way to be together and are basically FORCED by their families to split up) could feel like

Annnnnnd....

:3

I just so happen to have translated it when I wanted to torture a friend of mine

So here you go! ^^

Enjoy :D

(I fully expect all of you to hate me after this)

CW : DOUBLE SUICIDE

Rött & Guld (Red & Gold)

A tranquil rain fell the night when she left her home From the square she heard the clock chime 5 Now there was no going back, she could never return Now all the bridges were burned It was now it would happen So she put a hairtie around her golden-red hair She breathed for the first time in 4 years Before her laid the town, smothered in soot and slush (melting snow) and smoke And behind her laid a goodbye note on the table of a polished kitchen

A tranquil rain fell against the window that hail-hardened Autumn He woke to his heart aching in his chest He'd heard someone calling, it hadn't been a dream A voice from the past he thought he'd forgotten The woman next to him in the bed slept as though nothing had happened When he dressed, snuck out and left the front door ajar When he began to walk his heart began to beat again On the wall of his condo building someone had written the words:

"There's nothing to wait for" "There's nothing to wait for"

In a curtain of fog struggled a brave sunrise She sat smoking on the ground of an empty train platform The air was crystal Light and high and cool And in the distance she heard a steam locomotive's screeching signal On the other side of the platform burned a tree in red and gold She felt no regret, felt no guilt There was nothing to explain, there was nothing to understand The only thing left were the words she'd left behind her:

"There's nothing to wait for" "There's nothing to wait for"

He came stumbling along the tracks like a wet and frozen dog She smiled and said: "There you are, I've been here a while" It had begun to rain once more, and now it came pouring down He fell into her arms and said:

"I can't take it anymore" "I've tried to do the right thing, what's expected of me" "But not a night has passed where I haven't dreamed of you" "In the orderly and calm I've searched for security and comfort" "But every Autumn I've searched for your voice in every wind" "And I thought it had passed" "That everything was over" "I built a living for myself but was emptied inside" "We'll never be forgiven, we're doomed to death, I know" "But I'd rather die than keep longing for you in secret" And they saw the very last train that would ever depart They saw only two roads: throw themselves in front or on the track They glowed red and gold though the Autumn sky was grey They kissed each other gently in a rain that sang for both of them

"There's nothing to wait for" "There's nothing to wait for"

Did you like it? :)

[a-s-levynn]

JOOO you used to sell swords?? That's so cool!!! If you feel like reminiscing and using this as an opportunity to tell everyone about that very awsome sounding job, I would love to hear about it :D if not just take this as me being a tumblr mutual who wants to be your friend now even more 😂 swords are so cooool

I sure did! Oooh my god. You have no ide what sort of pandora's box you've opened. I love talking weaponry. I also spent an unreasonably long time trying to dig up old pics.

So i snatched this unreal job by a total accident. During uni, a friend of a friend of mine were preparing to go to study abroad for a few months and needed a temporary replacement. And when we met for the first time, half jokingly asked if i liked swords. Yes, yes i do find all kinds of blades incredibly sexy thank you very much. And not a lot of time later i was sitting behind the counter. And stayed there for roughly three years.

It was a sword and decorational weaponry shop. I mean it still is. But i may talk about it past tense because i'm not there anymore. 😭 We had like functional swords and daggers for HEMA and other traditional stuff. Lots and lots of katanas and a few wakizashis and tantos for martial arts or just for decour. We even had like the long ones.. what are they called.. odachi and nodachi! And that sort of spear like a guandao, naginata. There were khukri knives as well. Modern knives.. A lot of stuff. And then decorational stuff from movies, anime or video games for just to put on a wall or elevate a cosplay.

Even decorational fire arms up until modern stuff. Altho fire arms where strictly decorational items, manufactures in ways that they were safe and unchangable into usable stuff. And a fewfigures, jewellery and some tarot cards and some other nick-nacks that fit the theme.

I don't have access to my drives at the moment but i found some old pictures.

Okay so this was the second showroom, i can't find picture of the old one, i liked that one better but there was a location change and this one is smaller, less packed. But still the important parts are there. These pictures are about 3 years old as well at this point.

Please note the little knight with the megaphone in the corner on the monitor. I designed that one. Precious friend shaped little dude.

This picture is Ezio's dagger from Assassin's Creed. It's not dirty just freshly out of the shipping box, swimming in grease to protect it from rusting. This one was a functional piece. The handle seems wide but it's not disproportionate, only my hands are small.

But we had like.. i dunno sabers of many kinds..and chinese swords with rigid blades to those weird but really fun floppy ones as well.

That green wall belonged to the old showroom my beloved 😭

Also there were pieces of armour and all. Not just full but chainmails and roman style, shields. Bows and Crossbows. Basically everything.

And like besides the selling and online customer service stuff, i did a lot of polishing, i probably enjoyed that the most. Of course the heavier damage or problems were handled by proper craftsmen but a simple polishing job? Gimme! -insert grubby hands- I'm gonna spend half a day on it but you gonna see yourself in it. Like this below. The left side is still unpolished, all foggy, but see the right? You can see the red shirt guy pretty good already. This helmet was so pretty after i was finished with it. I was so proud. 😭

And then there were some modern stuff. With these i also did the smaller mechanical epairs like a jammed spring or a loose trigger and the like.

This beretta was the first i took apart but i conquered it like a champ 😂 I was asking my boss if i could give it a try and he said as long as i don't break any additional parts go a head. Needless to say the second little guy landed in my lap without any question.

And there were so many other little highlights. I loved so many of the customers. I loved talking about their stuff or just listening to their stories. Uhh i miss it so much i can't even begin.

[messenger-of-stupidity]

DUN DUN!

You have been bitten by the mutual virus. To cure yourself, you must provide one reason why you follow each of your mutuals before sending this to others (whether mutuals or not) while in anon.

Good luck!

Oh my god. UHM OKAY. I'm just gonna go through my mutuals from order I followed them. (I'm not good at tttthhhhiiiisssss)

@artbykays - I'm not sure if they realize that we're mutuals or not. Which is fine, it doesn't really matter. But their art is chef kiss amazing. Like seriously, its thanks to them my simping increases.

@darlin-collins - They're funny, have you not seen the stuff they put out into the internet?

@dani-ya-dig - They're just very cool and funny. i tend to follow blogs that I find funny since laughter is the best medicine. They certainly have that.

@romeo-the-homeo - I like lurking through their content because it's very silly of them. (I almost threw my phone when I saw that they followed me back.)

@annahhopee - HER FICS DUDE! I don't know much more to say than that.

@clover-46 - David Shaw. (Real talk, I became moots with Mrs Shaw because we both wanted Redacted Mutuals to talk to. Also their art is scrumptious. I want more of it. I will lurk in her walls until she posts more of it. I will live like Bruno there, building my own civilization of rats while she believes that she is safe from me. She isn't. Not from me, and not from my husband. David Shaw isn't safe either. Vega and I are coming for you and David, Clover.) Can you tell she's one of my mutuals I'm closer to because I'm more comfortable being unhinged?

@frenchiefitzhere - I actually threw my phone when I saw she followed me. I follow her for the memes, the music, the fics. All of it. Also she said that she was sure that Cam would like my IKEA octopus that I named after him and I almost cried.

@/hufflepufff171 - Tumblr Live friendo :)

@itsyourstarboy - Another person that I had a mini freakout when I saw he followed me back. But he's funny as fuck. Also a fellow Guy enthusiast, which I'm happy about. Sometimes I throw anon asks at him and wonder if he knows. He probably does now, but he won't know who is an anon and who is me. MWAHAHAHAHAHA (also he said he liked my fics and I almost cried.)

@epsi-l0n - He's intimidating. I'm going to preface it by saying that. But he's also very funny and isn't afraid to say something that might get people riled up. Actually I'm 90% sure he thrives on chaos and can't live without it. Also he keeps people in the basement and I've been avoiding detection so I don't accidentally wind up in there.

@soup-scope - Their art is very eatable. My favorite breakfast. Nom nom. Whether it's "serious" art or memeable art. Favorite snack. Also they reblog really good stuff that I'm afraid I'd somehow miss otherwise. So they're going my dash a service. (I also stole their shoelaces when they weren't looking but don't tell them. >:D)

@itsrubesshawty - 1. Their blog aesthetic? I love it. I'm a sucker for the darker aesthetics (ironic since I decides to go with bright colors for mine, but I'm trying to make people's eyes bleed so they accidentally click the follow button because they can't see. Which I'm pretty sure is what happened to Rubes.) Also their headcanons are hilarious. I got hooked because of the phone one they graciously tagged me in.

@genderfluid-bastard - He finds reblog gold. LIke seriously, some real gold here. Not fools gold. Real gold.

I love my mutuals, even if I don't talk to them all the time because I'm scared of bothering them. :)

[nanamismoonchild]

the ancestor's scales (part 2 chapter 1) - disaster at the wedding

→ pairing: dragon prince! namjoon x dragon princess!poc OC

 → genre/au: fantasy, royalty au, smut, fluff, humor, soulmates au, explores a little of African/Korean mythology 

→ summary: Isador's hand has been won by none other than Namjoon. Now weddings bells are ringing and she has to walk down the aisle.

 → rating: 18+

→wc:2.9k

→warnings: mentions of not eating, edibles, poison mention, fainting

→ author’s note: the banner is by the lovely @eerieedits​ !  i finally have come to my senses and am going to see this story through. plus i missed isador and namjoon. :D

read it on ao3

Halim was panicking. 

The desserts had already been served and, so far, everyone had eaten their delicious pastries. Except, Halim had messed up with one of the key ingredients for the brownies. 

Ndaque was beside them, ushering anyone with a brownie in their hand to toss it into trash she had grabbed. 

Out of the corner of her mouth, she chastised them. “How even do you get cannabis mixed with chocolate?!”

Halim quickly wiped the sweat from their brow, “It was a new strand I was testing. I mixed the, uh, herb into some chocolate to test…”

“You know what, I don’t want to hear anymore,” she glanced over to the rest of the desserts that were leaving the tables quickly. “I think I managed to stop anyone from eating your dumb brownies. You’re lucky this is only the reception and not the wedding.”

Halim nodded quickly and headed off to make another batch of brownies, but, this time, Ndaque followed them to make sure the chocolate was chocolate. She hoped she would still have time to peek in on Isador before the wedding knowing her friend would need the extra pick-up. However, thanks to Halim, she would have to put it off for later. 

Isador was a nervous wreck. The soft piano and booming drums was the signal for her to begin the imaginative long trek down the rose carpet.  

A million different scenarios ran through her mind. What if she tripped over the unnecessarily long dress? What if she burped or farted? Or what if her stomach decided to protest against her and made a rumbling sound that those in Drogan could hear? She hadn’t been able to attend the reception as she had been occupied with getting her hair and dress on. She was starving. The sunflowers in her hands were looking like a tasty treat. 

It didn’t help matters that practically the entirety of dragon-kind had found its way inside the enormous venue for the wedding of Prince Namjoon and Princess Isador.  There were bound to be thousands of eyes on her as she walked.  The only solace she would have would be that the roof had been completely removed for the most important part of the wedding and she would be able to breathe in cool air. 

You only need to focus on mine, Isa, came the smooth voice in her head. Namjoon, her soon to be betrothed. 

For the past few weeks, the two of them had explored their telepathic communication with one another. They found that no matter how many times Isador raised her wall–Namjoon could still speak with her.  And they found that it didn’t matter how many miles were between them. They could still communicate with one another. 

It had been a little unsettling as she wasn’t used to anyone being in her head, but it had become comfortable as Namjoon only used it to comfort her when she needed it. 

Right. I can do this. 

Of course you can. 

She smiled to herself, feeling her face warm. 

Isador took a deep breath and nodded to the guard, who had been watching her hesitation with amusement, to tell him to open the door.

As he opened the wide brass doors, she tightly clutched the bouquet of sunflowers and forced herself to find the man waiting for her at the altar. 

Namjoon smiled at her as they made eye-contact. 

You’re gorgeous. 

You’re not bad-looking yourself. 

In fact, he was looking as handsome as ever. 

He was dressed in the traditional clothing of Seoul: a lilac hanbok with a white trim.  His hair had been cut short into an undercut. His smile was huge as he watched her walk towards him.  He looked a lot more comfortable than her with his loose robes.  

The dress was designed for a princess becoming a Queen. A sheer top with golden embroidery had been seamed into a royal purple ball gown that flounced as she moved. Her hair had been picked out so that her afro sat high on her head. The makeup had been kept light. She couldn’t have felt prettier. But with the amount of people in this room, the dress was stiflingly hot and she felt that one wrong move and her heels would snatch onto the veil that trailed behind her and she’d bowl straight onto the altar. 

The crowd around them bowed as she passed each row. She kept herself looking forward, pretending that it was the only two of them. Easier said than done. They hadn’t been alone together in a long time between planning the wedding and being told not to be alone together. 

You’re almost here. 

The man was practically bouncing on his heels, and looked as if he wanted to rush down, scoop her up, and rush her to the altar. But he had to wait. 

The Walk of the Queen was the most important part of the wedding. It signified that Isador had been on a journey of experiences into her queendom. That’s what the grandmothers had told her anyway. It really felt like a sorry excuse to justify the long walk. 

Another two minutes marked the end of the journey and the piano player switched a low tune.  Namjoon smiled widely at Isador and bowed. She did the same before giving him the bouquet of sunflowers–a gift at the altar.  He offered her a small box of chocolate that he knew she had been eyeing. 

“Now that the wedding gifts have been given, I will begin the process of marrying the new Queen and King of Gailan,” the officiator, Kila, said. She was an old friend of the family who had been officiating their marriages since Isador’s grandmother’s Harriet’s wedding. She couldn’t miss the granddaughter’s wedding.  

“Kim Namjoon, Second Prince of Seoul, is to be crowned King of Gailan.  Isador Mileis Abioye, First Princess of Gailan, is to be crowned Queen of Gailan.  Does anyone believe this is not to be?”

No one raised their hand or said a word. Everyone agreed with it. 

“The union of Seoul and Gailan will bring about a new turn of dragon-kind. The Queens of Gailan have married one each from each province. We will gain new wealth and knowledge from this unification!”

A small cheer came from the back of the room. 

“But today! We celebrate a union of affection and commitment in two people who were determined to meet and love.  So I ask that you both please join hands and look at each other and find that love that you have.”

Namjoon moved so quickly in his excitement that he pulled Isador into his arms in an accidental hug. A short bout of laughter came from the audience and herself.  

Blushing, he gave her a quick apology and placed his hands in hers. 

Found the love yet?

Isador focused on his eyes. They were soft and held more than she could possibly put into words. 

Of course.

"Do you, Kim Namjoon, take Isador to be your wedded wife, your Queen? From this day forward, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

“I do.”

“Do you, Isador Abioye, take to be your wedded husband, your King ? From this day forward, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”

“I do.”

Two people carrying pillows with the crowns nervously scurried over. The person with the King’s Crown settled beside Isador, and the one with the Queen’s crown placed themselves by Namjoon. 

“Instead of rings, we shall use crowns. Please take the respective crowns and place them on the head.” 

Kila nodded for Isador to go first. She had to fight the nerve to wipe her sweaty palms on her dress. 

Picking up the crown, she noticed that it had an emerald placed at the head. Her own father’s crown had an amethyst. In fact, she saw many differences between the two. While her father’s had been a rich golden with the ends being pointed like a sword’s, Namjoon’s was silver ash and was rounded flat with flowers etched into the metal.  

This fits you. 

I sure hope it does. 

Stifling another giggle, she motioned for Namjoon to bend down so she could place it on his head. When he did, she began to recite the vows she had memorized. 

“We’ve only known each other for only a couple of months. However, I think we’ve found something that only the tales in Graele’s books can explain. You used to be a thorn in my side, but I truly believe that thorn was a part of a rose bush.  A lot of annoyance to get to the thing that I needed. I truly hope that our love can bloom as the years pass by.”

Her face warmed as she finished. It was short and sweet, but it captured exactly how she felt about Namjoon.  She did love him. They had come to be each other’s support in a short time. 

Namjoon was told to do the same as Isador.  Her crown was tall and adorned with flowers instead of crystals. Rose petals, baby’s breath, periwinkles, and daisies were wired together on a simple white metal.  As he placed the flower crown on her head, he recited, “You’re my person, you’re my desire, you’re my pride, you’re my everything. I couldn’t imagine this moment being with someone else. I know it took you a while to feel the same way about me. However, I do believe we were meant to be. Call it fate or destiny.  You’re my love. My soulmate.”

The room became at least ten degrees hotter with all the warmth that was spreading through her body.  Her words looked plain and simple next to his poetry.  

She was his everything. 

And he was her everything.  

In only a few short months, he had invaded her every thought. Quite literally.  She loved the moments where they could sneak a moment’s breath with each other and learn about each other. 

She inwardly chastised herself for not speaking to them allowed, before chastising herself again for thinking that. She wanted to save the special words for when they were alone together. 

Come out of your head Princess. We still have a few more things to do before we’re alone.

Ughhh. 

Turning back to the wedding, she heard Kali saying the last of her speech, “And here we stand in gratified content to celebrate a new decade of a Queen and King whose marriage shall go into the history books in infamy.  Please,” she gestured towards the crowd, “change into your dragon and let us sing our song as the new King and Queen fly high into the blue sky.”  

Isador let Namjoon help her out of the dress (she didn’t want to ruin it when she changed) then she helped him. Nudity in the dragon world was only a myth.  

She felt the familiar stretch of her muscles as they elongated and were sewn together as her form began to change. It was like taking off two layers of clothing once you got home. Her dragon form was much nicer to be in than her human. 

She soared into the sky with the intention of being higher than the elevated peak of the mountains.  It was an important part of the cultures of all provinces to do this. They honored both the legacy of Gayle and Arushi. Honor what was given to protect them and continues to protect them.  Flying higher than the peak before marriage signified vulnerability.  Anyone could see them from that height. 

Humans who just so happened to be passing by could see them. 

Today, Isador hoped that, like the rest of the married couples, she would see nothing but crystal blue waters. After being attacked by a human arrow that was poisoned, she wished that was the end of that. Just a one off incident. 

Jimin was down there monitoring open areas. She didn’t know how the grandmothers expected a human without magic to be in multiple places at the same time. Somehow he managed.  He needed to only send a flare to alert everyone who could see it. 

None had come yet. And that was a relief. 

Namjoon, her mother and father, and her grandmothers made a wide circle around her. The moment was coming and Isador felt her heart beating rapidly in her chest. 

You got this, love. Everyone will see how strong you are.  

They will definitely see how strong I am. They will try to murder me in jealousy, Joon. 

She felt his silence as he knew it was the truth. They had done the same to her grandmothers. The family gift of elements had been removed for generations before Isador was able to conjure the magic again. Not only did she have the cursed gift, she had multiple “blessings.” 

Reaching above the peak, Isador heard the beginning of the Ballad of Dragons. Gentle humming before guttural growls from deep within. To others, it may have sounded like a nightmare, but to them, it was a dream. A song for the gods, for the ancestors who unfortunately did not have a Gayle, for the protection. But most significantly, the gifts.

Without the gift from the gods who knows what would have happened to the dragons. 

It was why this ceremony existed. Everyone would see what the Queen and King had to offer.  

Of course most knew about the telepathy that Namjoon had. However, Isador had not shared with anyone her a single one of hers. 

The ancient song became louder and her body warmed. Her heartbeat slowed as she looked out into the ocean. 

Nothing. 

She closed her eyes and broke down the wall that had protected her mind for so long. Now she was willingly taking it apart so everyone could see who she was. On the inside and out. 

A burst of different voices popped into her mind. Everyone speaking at once. 

It can’t be. 

She’s lovely. 

The gods must be joking. 

This is a mistake. 

Multiple gifts are unheard of, and they both have multiples. 

Powerful. 

Isador, focus on me. I know it’s a lot. But just focus on my voice. 

Thankfully, the ruckus had died down in unison. Even Namjoon was no longer in her head. She couldn’t feel him. 

She opened her eyes and found images of her abilities in front of her. A brain for telepathy (odd), a cloak for invisibility (made sense), four crests with air, earth, fire, and water symbols for her elemental magic (also made sense), but there was another one. One that she herself didn’t know she had. She didn’t think she had a name for it. 

Gayle, the great-great-great grandmother, flew into Isador’s space. Isador hadn’t noticed until her grandmother cleared her throat. 

“You were blessed by the Arushi. A herald. A messenger to the ones who oversee our kind.”

“A messenger?”

“Yes. An important job. They must want to know something from you.”

Great. Just great.  Her grandmother called it a blessing, but she felt as if it were an inconvenience.  Why would they decide to declare this now of all times? 

This filthy child is a messenger to the gods?

Why does this family continue to receive all of these blessings but the rest of us have to feign for power?

Isador inwardly rolled her eyes. The same questions every time. As if they had not caused her family trauma beyond reason.  

She hoped the gods never blessed them. As much as it sucked to think about it, she noticed none of them had said a word about Namjoon and all of his gifts.

The gifts of telepathy, strength, and invisibility were all floating around his form.

She hadn’t expected for the both of them to share  two out  of three of their gifts. It made this marriage feel as if fate were pushing them together. Like Namjoon had said in his vows. 

He knew something. And Isador had a feeling there should be a fourth bubble around him.  Alas, the obvious elephant in the room needed to be mentioned. No one had procured even a slight grudge against Namjoon and his lineage. It was just pure jealousy fueling their internalized hatred for the family. 

Kali, the officiator, floated in between her and Gayle, who had been looking at her legacy with pride and joy. 

“Now that the song of the gifts has been sung and the gifts,” she placed emphasis on the word gifts, “have been shown. We shall let the Queen look into the waters.”

Hadn’t she already done that?

“We ask the gods to lift the veil and show us the true image.”

What?! 

She saw Namjoon flinch in the corner of her eye as she screamed in panic.  A veil!  

She turned her head to glance at her mother, but former Queen Safiyaah only nodded for her daughter to continue.  She tried her father, but to no avail. History books hadn’t taught her about a veil, and she definitely didn’t remember this being at the other wedding. None of the grandmothers or her own mother had told her about such a thing. The world was holding secrets that only a Queen could know, and she didn’t know if she wanted those secrets. 

“Queen Isador Abioye, as the granddaughter of many daughters of Gayle. You are the only one who can see what we cannot. The only one who can speak to the gods.  You have been chosen as the herald. Let the soul of Orunmila fill your bones as you recognize the freedom your family has given us all. See beyond.”

Isador hated every second of it, but did as she was told. And then felt herself falling.

[oathbreakerapologist]

Hope I’m not late!!!

3, 9, 12, B!

Never too late! Thanks for the questions!!

3. How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)

During the time he spent imprisoned, he developed an ability to sleep in less-than-pleasant conditions; in the present, he still finds it very easy to fall asleep pretty much anywhere. As a brief aside, though he's a vaguely drow-flavored Bhaalspawn, he does actually sleep—though not very much, around four or five hours a day—rather than experience standard elven reverie.

He puts himself to sleep by doing arithmetic in his head. This is one area that his extremely spotty education did manage to cover; his captor, the priest, regularly drilled him on mental mathematics, in part because it was something Niro was actually willing to do. He's certainly not the sharpest tool in the shed, partially in virtue of natural aptitude or lack thereof, but mostly because the fact that he was an extremely difficult child caused him to miss out on quite a bit of education during some critical developmental periods. But he does have a good head for numbers, and he can do mental arithmetic quickly and accurately. So he stretches out and does some rounds of three-digit multiplication and division in his head until he's out cold.

Adjacently, I think that his camp setup involved a hammock. He can sleep in a lot of places, but he will not sleep on the ground.

9. Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

Like a sailor. Not because he's particularly trying to be crude: he just thinks quite a lot of profane thoughts and is not particularly interested in keeping them to himself.

He doesn't remember his first; he would have been quite young, as he latched onto anything he wasn't supposed to do or say as a child, so the moment he picked up on the fact that the was a word that one was not supposed to say, nothing in the world could keep it out of his mouth. It was probably a Drow-language word, likely something blasphemous, and it almost certainly earned him a whipping.

12. How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?

By rubbing himself up against the nearest tree/post/stone wall like a bear.

B. What inspired you to create them?

Ghost was the second BG3 character I made; the first was a BG3-ification of a pre-existing OC of mine, a half-wood-elven oathbreaker paladin (I have a type). After that first run, I knew I wanted to have a character that actually felt attached to the setting of BG3, that is, a character with roots in the Forgotten Realms. I'm not a big Forgotten Realms enjoyer—it's just not my thing as far as D&D settings go—but I respect the breadth and depth of its lore, and I like characters with rich attachments to their settings, characters that couldn't exist anywhere else.

So when I was starting my second run, which I knew I wanted to be a Dark Urge run, I decided to base my character on one little piece of Realmslore that I do particularly like: szarkai drow. So I made a szarkai drow in the character creator, slapped a cool face tattoo on him, and named him Ghost because it was the first name that came to mind (the word "szarkai" is said to literally translate as "ghost spider"). I fell in love with him as a character pretty much immediately.

The rest of him came together over time—it took me a while to really figure out who he was as a person—but that was the beginning of it.

[redraven393]

Catching up with Philza QSM Vod

July 22

hai phil-Early birbs lets go

You do have so many shits laying around

AUSIE AUSIE OIOIOI

Tallulah Darling hi :D its SO early for u-CHAYANNE HONEY YU AWAKE! - KIDDO buddy You give us ALL a HEARTATTCAK

Yeah scold him Phil >:(- PFFT Tallulah! -  CHAYANNE PLS SHE HAVENT SLEPT

ETOILES WOULD BE PUT IN PRISON

Safety first :D- no joint room

Well the kid literally have been sleeping a lot Lullah what do you expected?

PFTT 3 HOURS? CHAYANNE BUDDY PLS REST

Pretty – LMAO PHIL PLS THE 4th WALL PHIL

Yeah the room is not orange enough- Gordon ramsay tangent-

OMG TALLULAH SWEETY WHY DIDN’T YOU HAVE ANY FOOD?!- AVACADO toast FOR THE WIN!- CHAYANNE you too!

Food Check- DÉCOR time – Judging ur vibe-

Oh no u stuck- YAY FREDOM – IKEA LETS GOO

Lol the kids- all pumpkins- YAH STEAL THE RICH

Oh what about forever?- DID YA WIN SON??- AWWW noo

Woah that’s far- that is such a unique pattern- jumping blok-

Where is she?- PlANT TIME- WOAHH COOL- hey Tallulah

Oh ? good news first- white puffball U can eat them??

Yeah so Storage rooms

Grappling time- HERE WE GO

Yeah must be Dappers doing- Dapper is so crazy- HOLLY SHIT DAPPER U ARE CRAZY- ITS IN ALPHEBITICAL ORDER?!- It’s the Tesseract

Lol yeah you guys spend way to much time marveling dapper’s farm

Lolwas that enough?- fastest adventure we had- yeah don’t wory Lullah ur safe now

YEAH DÉCOR TIME AGAIN- yeah this looks good

Oh hey Tubbo

Oh?- Spanish music?- dance time cant hear the song thou

If you don’t know about love FUQ OFF lol- opp TOXIC- good guy behavior?

Lol yeah put all of it

CHAYANNNE- we did all that huh

Oh wait? They have titles??- YEAH CHAT GET YOUR TOAST

That is so cool- oh yeah you did that

AWW So CUTE

Yeah it look so good

AW YEAH WILL’S LETTERS

Phil’s pls he was assassinated by a baby

PFFT PHIL PLS NOT THAT ONE

A picture for the whole fam

Ahh a trip down the memory lane

Ah yes his favorite pic

Lol he got a pc-yeah not a good idea to put it next to the fire-well a kid got to have his fun

AWW THAT IS SO CUTE :D

AGUSTIN

Lol “no. MINE”

New song- yeah2 vod watchers cant hear anything lol- SPYxFAMILY??-OHH COMEDY that one

Yeah that is sweet

LET HIM COOK

Yeah it is pretty

LMAO Phil pls-PERMITED LETS GO

Phil pls

YEAH LETS GO to the TOP

Wicked lets go

Oh? A shulker box? Eyyo?

Lol bird brain go brr

:)

“Probably trash “he said LIES

PFFT LMAO he did it the son of a ditch

Lol its all fun Chayanne don worry- phil pls

STAR GAZING LETS GO

To the uppies place-safe and sound

Heloo-it DOES LOOK like a nest – birdza strikes again-The crows nest :D

AWW :D- so cute- an ECLIPSE- CUTE-

YEAH BED TIME STORY – OHH a SUPERNOVA

Oh the Beetlejuice :D- Yeah INFO DUMP

YEAH that is Cool

Gotta pay that bill

Yeah he did do that- Chayanne pls buddy

Yeah well they have reasons to be paranoid Tallulah, years of experience ca do that

:( PHILZA – YES WE DID SO PLS STAY SAFE

:’)

AWW KIDS WE LOVE YOU TOO – what happened with the squid?- aww buddy

Ah shit, imma cry – music paid actor

Goofy picture

Oh? – AWW KIDDO :’D

UGH MY HEART – AWW BUDY – PFT Tallulah sweety

AWW YOU TWO

Holly Lullah u have plenty

YEAH BED TIME

Opp ur stuck - oh okay good

Old chair

Etoiles have high standards- lmao- ??? holy – opp she voided

Question time- iron? Oh its not/j- pfft

Opp welcome back!- pfft

Yeah lets goo- oh so the Fed didn’t kidnaped you?

Yeah go get rest kiddos- oh that’s okay Tallulah

a hotel brunt down?-

?

who

OH FUCK OFF YOU BINARY BASTARDS

STOP TAKING PHOTOS U SHIT

WALTERBOB?!

FUCK OFF

STAY AWAY FROM CHAYANNE YOU SON OF DITCH

YEAH GO OFF PHIL- YEAH AND STAY THE FUK AWAY YA SHIT

Yeh he did- scuff encounter- YEAH NO MERCY- NOT IF HE WAS THE BINARY BASTARD

Vote for Walter

Pfft ever the humble Tallulah- okay stop fighting

Yeh MUSIC BOX

STAY SAFE KIDDOS

GOODNIGHT TALLULAH CHAYANNE

a fresh BRUISED Lettuce

BYE KIDS

Yeah those guys are creeps

?? oH YEaH IT DID- Failed egg? I mean why did the FEDs even made the EGGS

Chat?- PFT THT IS TOO BIG

YEY BYE PHIL