#jackass volume 1

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[devildomwriter]

Every Time They Curse Volumes 1-4

Lucifer

Damn

22-16 Hard • 37-20 • 44-16 Hard • 45-7 • 46-7 • 47-4 • 47-17

Dammit

14-10 • 16-15 •

Hell

15-20

Ass/Badass/Asshole/Jackass

7-20

Bastard

45-11

Mammon

Damn

2-12 • 2-12 • 3-7 • 3-10 • 4-4 • 4-15 • 9-20 • 14-4 • 16-A • 33-13 • 33-14 • 50-15 • 55-16 • 69-11

Dammit

2-12 • 3-2 • 3-4 • 3-7 • 4-1 • 4-4 • 4-C • 8-16 • 10-16 • 11-14 • 11-14 • 11-20 • 12-15 Hard • 14-1 • 14-1 • 16-A • 17-10 • 18-6 • 18-17 • 19-7 • 22-19 • 22-19 • 24-C • 25-7 • 25-10 • 25-11 • 25-17 • 25-19 • 27-9 • 27-15 • 27-19 • 27-16 Hard • 28-11 • 28-B • 29-13 • 29-13 • 30-6 • 31-1 • 32-C • 33-13 • 33-14 • 34-18 • 34-18 • 35-2 • 35-19 • 35-19 • 35-19 • 35-16 Hard • 36-10 • 37-9 • 38-5 • 38-A • 40-20 • 41-4 • 43-12 • 43-15 • 43-15 • 43-19 • 48-7 • 49-5 • 52-15 • 52-15 • 54-10 • 54-10 • 55-16 Hard • 57-14 • 58-15 • 59-16 Hard • 60-20 • 60-22 • 61-17 • 63-7 • 63-9 • 66-16 Hard • 68-4 • 68-7 • 68-9 • 71-19 • 73-15 • 75-7 • 75-9 • 75-A • 75-A • 76-14 • 77-1 • 77-1 • 77-12 • 79-11 • 79-19 • 80-2

Hell

1-1 • 1-1 • 3-2 • 3-7 • 3-10 • 3-14 • 4-C • 6-15 • 10-13 Hard • 14-6 • 15-7 • 21-9 • 36-16 • 53-9 • 74-19

Ass/Badass/Asshole/Jackass

1-3 • 3-7 • 3-7 • 7-20 • 9-4 • 11-20 • 14-10 • 15-14 • 25-10 • 30-A • 49-5

Bastard

1-7 • 2-10 • 2-12 Hard • 6-17 • 8-16 • 8-16 • 12-8 • 19-7 • 41-4 • 48-18 • 51-1 • 55-16 Hard • 62-A

Leviathan

Damn

35-19 (quoting Thirteen) • 55-16

Dammit

1-10 • 1-10 • 1-10 • 62-9

Hell

2-8 • 10-15 Hard

Ass/Badass/Asshole/Jackass

1-10 • 1-10 • 1-10 • 3-7

Satan

Dammit

9-15 • 34-16 Hard • 36-14 • 43 A • 46-C • 51-17 • 52-16 Hard • 53-14 • 54-10 • 66-17 • 76-A • 80-2

Hell

9-7 • 26-15

Asmodeus

Dammit

9-12

Hell

1-3 • 9-12

Beelzebub

Dammit

13-14

Belphegor

Damn

14-15 Hard

Hell

16-12

MC

Damn

4-6

Dammit

14-1

Ass/Badass/Asshole/Jackass

3-7 • 59-11

Thirteen

Damn

35-19 (written)

Mephistopheles

Damn

66-4

Curse Ranks

1. Mammon (144)

2. Satan (14)

3. Leviathan/Lucifer (12)

4. MC (4)

5. Asmodeus (3)

6. Belphegor (2)

7. Beelzebub/Mephistopheles/Thirteen (1)

8. Diavolo/Barbatos/Solomon/Raphael/Luke/Simeon/Little D. No. 2/Michael (0)

Updated 11/06/23

[annwe24]

Part 1!DEVOTION

Part 2

CREATOR!LUCIFER X READER

Summary: You feel trapped in the luxurious cage that Lucifer created.

Reading in dim light isn't really a good idea. Your eyes feel itchy and letters are running all across the page. Huffing in annoyance, you unwillingly close the book to go to sleep. Tonight is not just it, perhaps the lack of sleep has finally caught up to you. Your pillow feels a bit rocky as the book is carefully tucked under. That night, your dreams are made of angels joyfully singing their symphony, unaware of the angelic eyes watching your sleeping form.

Morning comes by as usual. You are woken up by the sweet smell of hot pancakes and the sight of a pair of neatly folded clothes thrown onto your bed. Lucifer has always insisted that you let him take care of almost everything around the house. You obviously don't agree. However, morning is something you would gladly give in. A big reason being his signature pancakes and the other being you don't have to wake up too early. Hastily put on the clothes he has put together for you, you rush to the kitchen, wanting to have breakfast as soon as possible.

Good morning! Did you sleep well? Lucifer cheerfully greets you with a toothy grin.

Very well! Are you going to be in the workshop today?

I’m afraid not, my dear. You see, Charlie insisted that we must make plans for the upcoming extermination.

Can I come too?

Your question makes Lucifer halts his cooking. You have expected this. He is always reluctant about you doing anything Heaven related, trying to steer your gaze elsewhere as if Heaven is the forbidden fruit of Hell. At least, that’s what it is in his eyes.

I’m sorry, sweetheart. You know what it is.

But don't you think it's time I-

Anne. We’ve talked about this.

Okay…

Lowering your head, you patiently wait for the food. You know better than to make any moves with that hint in his voice. It is one of his turnoffs that you come to notice during decades of living with him; even Charlie, his daughter, wouldn't have caught it on the spot like you. Lucifer once said: No one has known me quite like you.

…

I had a really shitty day.

Lucifer says as he slumps his head onto your shoulder. Pulling the blanket closer to the both of you, you let out an acknowledged hum:

Mind telling me what went wrong?

That fuck head radio demon. Do you know him? I think his name is Alastair? Nevermind that. Nothing important. His jackass thinks he can just simply swoon over Charlie and convince her I’m replaceable. Ugh can't fucking believe that.

You don't… normally swear. I guess that demon is pretty rough huh?

Lucifer lets out a huff and turns up the volume of the TV:

Yeah…

Tonight is just one of those movie nights: Lucifer talks over the movie about anything to you. Today is just one of those days. Every day is the same. You are a being yet incomplete as a being. You realize you are barely alive. He chooses your clothes. He cooks your food. He soothes your pain. He is everything. Slowly, everything around you doesn't make any sense. The noise coming from the tv becomes static and Lucifer’s voice seems so distant. Why are you even created? Is your sole existence destined to be some sort of amusement for the King? And why is he so avoidant about Heaven? Are you the problem?

Y/n. Y/n!

You immediately snap out of your messy thoughts. Something about Lucifer always manages to pull you right back. Placing a hand on your shoulder, he asked with a worried voice:

Did something happen?

You quickly turn your head to look at him. Your eyes filled with panic:

Oh! I think I’m just sleepy. Yeah… That's all.

Still, you know better than anything that is not enough. Nothing is enough for him, especially if it’s something from you. He lets out a pitiful smile and quietly turns off both the tv and the light, steps out of the bed. Before heading out, he doesn't forget to say his usual goodnight to you. How ironic. You think. He knows you are not going to have a good night. However, you greatly appreciate the personal space he gives you. You give in to exhaustion and slump back to the bed. Like a habit, you reach out to take your book under the pillow. Last night, you left at the most interesting part-the dawn of humanity. Excitement fills you to the brim just thinking about-

There is no book.

Refusing to believe the loss, you throw the pillow out of your sight, only to be greeted with disappointment. Many scenarios play out inside your little head. There is no doubt this is the work of Lucifer. He must have known from the beginning and let you slip through for a while. You can't bear to imagine the things he would do if he losed control. Self-control is one of his greatest strengths. Although, you are not so sure about that right now. After evaluating everything, you decide that it is best to sleep right now and deal with the problem in the morning. That night, your dreams are made of demons gawking and gnawing at your frail form, unaware of the angelic eyes watching your sleeping form. Every day is not the same anymore.

[carrot-felisidad]

Details I loved in SVSSS (and I'm reading the book).

1. Luo Binghe is from an Artists' Peak. For completing his arts education under the loving tutelage of Shen Yuan, he became a typical art kid: Overly dramatic, has anxiety, no bitches, possessive/obsessive, and cries 'why nobody loves me' during shower after abyss.

2. Shen Yuan's Luo Binghe is not that good at sex (mentioned in volume 4). GOOD POINT WITH REASON.

I'm glad that the novel did not fall to the typical BL trope in where top is always amazing in everyway. Tired of those tbh. I love Bingmei's imperfections.

3. Shen Yuan still has trashy personality (or the author is the trashy one, idk). But as an avid reader of a stallion porn novel, stereotypically, he is quite a trash (incel is the term, I think). He is still sexist, and his internal monologues go straight to objectifying women. Like, how Sha Hualing is described with her sexiness in mind despite being a capable demoness general herself. Stupid author, stupid novels.

4. It may not be that Shen Yuan is a trashy male, it could be that he's just really gay for the MC of PIDW and he will deny it until he dies (which he did, so now there's no denying). Because if he is just pure trash in his early 20s, he would not be as kind to everyone, changing the story inevitably.

5. We as readers are always told by Shen Yuan that original Luo Binghe is the best masculine representation, he is OP, he has protag halo, he solves the cases quickly by being OP, he is charming, he is the best of the best etc. However, one chapter in meeting this Binghe and Bingmei together, we inevitably realize that Binghe is an empty jackass, like the stereotypical jock in your wattpad stories. He's just OP, and then nothing else. He lacks depth, and it was delivered in such subtle way.

6. Liu Qingge was offended that he is not Shen Yuan's fated one. Attacked a whole demon lair for it.

7. Ning Yingying's over reaction upon Original Luo Binghe's familiarity towards her (Calling her Yingying instead of Ying-Shijie), tells us that any woman in Shen Yuan's fixed world would be perturbed of any hint of romantic relation with our Bingmei, saving all female characters from the tragic caricature.

[peachringsupmyass]

《 「𝐻𝒶𝓂𝓏𝒶𝒽 𝒳 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇」 》

✧ 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨

✰ 𝘢/𝘯: 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦!! 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥!! ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!!

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“Y/N!!!!!!!” another yell coming from downstairs. He has been screaming your name for five fucking minutes now and you’ve been trying to ignore it and go back to sleep but he’s so damn loud. “OKAY OKAY WTF DO YOU WANT!? ITS 1 IN THE FUCKING MORNING JACKASS!” you shouted back. “COME DOWN STAIRSS” he shouted back in response.

You built up the effort to check since whatever he has been yelling about for five minutes has gotten you intrigued— although you’re afraid to admit it. You stepped onto the cold wooden floors and hurried downstairs- anticipating that you would soon be able to go back to sleep peacefully in yours and hamzah’s cozy bed after this is over with.

At the bottom of the stairs, you look up to see Hamzah wearing his “nap queen” hoodie which was covered in flour, and his sweatpants. On his head was a happy birthday hat and on the table infront of him was a cake. You walked towards the table and read the lettering on the cake. “Happy birthday y/n!!” with a big smiley face. You looked up at Hamzah and he seemed tired but had the softest but nervous smile on his face. “Happy birthday baby.” he said in a voice that was louder than a whisper but not loud enough to reach the same volume as his normal speaking voice, a genuine tone. It had made you want to jump over the table to close the gap between you and him and every part of you felt guilty for the way you treated him earlier.

You rushed up to him and grabbed his face, pulling it down to your height. His hands were on your waist as you gave him kisses all over his face— making him chuckle. You gave him the last one on his lips which he tried to persevere but you pulled away. “Babee what happened???” he asked, “I have to try the cake too Hamzah, maybe another day hun.” you replied. You tried to hold in your laugh because he genuinely looked disappointed.

He placed the same happy birthday hat that he has on your head. You pulled out your phone and took a picture of the cake before grabbing the knife to cut it. You felt warm hands grab around your waist and Hamzah’s head rest on your shoulder against your neck. You grabbed a fork and took a bite of the cake. Surprisingly, the cake was really good. You gave a piece for Hamzah to try and gave him a peck on the cheek. “Thank you baby, what greatt surprise.” you said. Hamzah rolled his eyes, “Seriouslyy you’re best boyfriend everr like helloo??” you said. You noticed Hamzah has been yawning quite alot and told him to go upstairs to get ready for bed while you clean up.

After you finished cleaning up, you head upstairs and brushed your teeth before heading to bed. You walked into yours and Hamzahs shared room and saw him already passed out. You got into bed and gave him a kiss on his forehead. “Goodnight, I love you. Thank you for tonight, really.” you said softly. You layed down and rolled over about to close your eyes until you felt Hamzah’s chest press against your back and his arms go around you. “G’night..i love you too…” he struggled to say in a tired whisper before going back to sleep.

[katyawriteswhump]

omega found, omega lost 6/7

Title: Omega found, Omega lost; Chapter: 6/7; WC: 2241; Rating: E; Tags: Steddie, Omega Steve, Alpha Eddie, angst, hurt/comfort. CW: biting. For whumptober day 30 prompt, Recovery. Also, day 5, healing salve.

Chapter 1 on tumblr Chapter 2 on tumblr Chapter 3 on tumblr Chapter 4 on tumblr Chapter 5.1 on tumblr Chapter 5.2 on tumblr On AO3

Preview: Steve notched his cheek in that plane beneath Eddie’s collarbone that had no right to feel so cozy, and inhaled Eddie’s intoxicating musk. Yup, they lay together in full-on cuddle mode. Nice. He blinked open his eyes. “You awake?” asked Eddie. Woah! This link between them bordered on spooky. “How are you feeling?” “Okay,” Steve answered, truthfully. Eddie’s fingers patterned zigzag strokes down the nape of his neck, tracing the path of his spine, and it felt insanely good. He wasn’t sure he’d gotten the strength to do anything but lie here, though, and… something was slightly off. Eddie’s scent-saturated gear surrounded him—the pillows, bedding, and comforter, even some of the cassettes and a ghetto blaster. This wasn’t Eddie’s room, however. Steve’s purrs died, as a bunch of less than awesome questions spun through his mind. What about mom? What about… oh shit, so much. “Where are we?” he asked, because that seemed like the least distressing question.

Chapter 6: I did good, right?

The soft tap on the bedroom door awakened Eddie, who grunted and swiped his hair from his eyes. Steve stopped purring a split-second later. When Eddie reluctantly untangled their bodies, Steve whimpered.

“It’s okay, Stevie. Be right back.”

Eddie confronted Hopper at the head of Wayne’s galley kitchen. “Clock’s ticking,” said the Chief.  “Steve’s Mom knows he left the hospital and they’re on your trail. You gotta get your ass into gear.”

Eddie massaged his temples, grinded his teeth. He couldn’t believe what he was about to say: “If I swear fealty to the pack, they’ll leave us alone?”

They’d discussed Eddie joining the Hawkins pack on the way to the trailer earlier. Before this week, he would’ve rather vomited his own liver out.

“It’ll make things easier, long-term, that’s for sure,” Hopper said. “I’ll still have a shitload of spiked fur to smooth, and you can’t lay low here. I want to return to the station for coffee and contemplation this morning WITHOUT A GODDAMN RIOT ON MY HANDS.”

Eddie almost slapped a hand over the older Alpha’s mouth before pulling up short. “Keep it down, dude! My Omega is sleeping.”

Uuuuuugh, way to go pissing off your best ally.

Eddie backed off. Hopper retained the air of a congested storm cloud. He dialled down the volume anyhow, stabbed Eddie with a forefinger: “You better go wake him then.”

Eddie sat down on his bed, gently touched Steve’s shoulder. “Sorry, Sweetheart. We need to move, pronto.”

Steve pressed into Eddie’s hand, as if trying to capture it beneath his chin, purred loudly, then slept on.

Eddie tried again, singing, “Stevie, wake u-up.”

“Nooooo. Too tired.” Steve hugged the pillow tightly, one fist twisting in the threadbare fabric.

Eddie had no choice but to shake him harder. “Listen, Stevie. Your momma and her Alpha knitting circle are on their way over, needles out.” Steve keened, brow creasing, and steadfastly refused to open his eyes. His limbs began trembling with tension, and his breaths grew snatchy. Anguished, Eddie turned to Hopper, who puffed impatiently into the cramped space behind:

“Outta the way, jackass, I got this.”

Hopper stooped down to manhandle Steve into his arms. He’d barely started, when Steve flashed the whites of his eyes, his pearly Omega canines, and then….

“Ow! Son of a bitch!”

Having nipped Hopper for daring to touch him, Steve wound about his pillow again, and slumbered on.

“He’s nesting,” said Wayne very quietly. Eddie had all but forgotten his uncle was still around. “Shouldn’t get this intense and snappy unless he’s with pup or in full heat. Gotta be the effect of the soulmate bond, Eddie, plus he’s still got healing to do. Moving him could be dangerous.”

“For him or us?” Hopper grouched, flexing his reddened hand.

Eddie was still processing Wayne’s words, which struck a disturbingly resonant power chord: “How do you know so much about… Never mind.”

Deep down, Eddie had known what Steve was up to. Somehow, he knew on instinct. Or maybe Wayne had talked to him about this stuff before, and he’d zoned out because it hadn’t mattered back then. Or perhaps it’d simply been trickling through Eddie these past few days, while fate seized him by the throat and shook him till his brains rattled.

He also knew damn well he couldn’t leave Steve—or Wayne—at the mercy of a mob.

The chord exploded into a killer drumbeat, which was doubtless his heart. He’d accepted the soulmate bond. He’d need to read that bond in everything concerning him and Steve, if he was gonna power this game straight onto level two:

“Right, I’ll get Steve out of here. Chief—do you have somewhere safe lined up for us to crash? Wayne—can you grab the bedding, throw-cushions. Anything soft with my scent on it, I guess.”

“Half the damn trailer then,” mumbled Wayne, calm and accepting.

Getting Steve up wasn’t exactly easy either. Eddie started by nuzzling and cooing behind his ear, then coaxed him with soft knuckle brushes along the curve of his cheekbone. “Stevie, come on. Wakey wakey!”

Steve mumbled crossly, but cooperated by not actually fighting back when Eddie helped him sit. Eventually, Eddie got Steve in his lap, with his arms draped loosely around Eddie’s neck. Eddie hoisted himself to his feet, with Steve in a bridal carry.

He grunted at the strain. Nevertheless, his Alpha’s strength was sure as hell firing through his thighs and back right now, because Steve wasn’t as heavy as he’d expected. Steve appeared to fall straight back to sleep, while Eddie carried him out to Hopper’s station wagon.

…

Steve’s own purrs awoke him.

They mingled with Eddie’s soft growls, which rumbled sonorously near the base of Steve’s hearing. He notched his cheek in that plane beneath Eddie’s collarbone that had no right to feel so cozy, and inhaled Eddie’s intoxicating musk.

Yup, they lay together in full-on cuddle mode. Nice. He blinked open his eyes.

“You awake?” asked Eddie. Woah! This link between them bordered on spooky. “How are you feeling?”

“Okay,” Steve answered, truthfully. Eddie’s fingers patterned zigzag strokes down the nape of his neck, tracing the path of his spine, and it felt insanely good. He wasn’t sure he’d gotten the strength to do anything but lie here, though, and… something was slightly off.

Eddie’s scent-saturated gear surrounded him—the pillows, bedding, and comforter, even some of the cassettes and a ghetto blaster. This wasn’t Eddie’s room, however. Steve’s purrs died, as a bunch of less than awesome questions spun through his mind.

What about mom? What about… oh shit, so much.

“Where are we?” he asked, because that seemed like the least distressing question.

“Hopper’s basement. It was either here, a snack-size Winnebago that was frostier than Wayne’s ice box, or some spider-infested cabin in the forest again. It seemed the safest bet for a few days. Sorry we had to move your… um, nest.”

Nest. He’d nested?

He let that one brew. Oh yeah. The moment he’d sunken into Eddie’s bed, he’d sort of known.

“We’ll find someplace better, promise.” Eddie’s warm breath ruffled Steve’s hair, skirmishing deliciously over his half-lidded eyes. Steve burrowed even closer into his side. Mmmmm, yeah, he could get used to this nesting business. “In fact, you and I can go legit just as soon as Hopper’s got your mom to rein in her bloodhounds. I, uh… I joined the Hawkins pack. I’m one of the gang—under Chief Alpha Hopper’s protection. Woohoo!”

Steve was wide awake in a flash: “What the hell?”

Everything he’d feared about getting together with Eddie in the first place slammed back. Eddie hated the pack! He hated conformity. Christ, would he end up hating Steve for this too?

“What’s wrong?” asked Eddie. “I thought you’d be howling at the moon that I’d come over to the dark side and joined the Evil Empire?”

Eddie’s dumb joke did not help. It took a helluva lot more reassurance and snuggling, for Eddie to calm Steve down again.

“Listen, Hawkins is my home too,” cooed Eddie, rocking Steve against him. “I could’ve left a billion times over. I figured Wayne—and a smaller number of friends than I got fingers on one hand—were the reasons I hung around. Turns out I had another reason. My Alpha needed his soulmate.”

Soulmate.

Okay, that reminder quirked a reluctant smile from the corners of Steve’s mouth.

“I checked with Hopper, and attendance at pack quiz and bingo nights is not compulsory, though I swear I’m gonna kill it at pack ‘battle of the bands.’ Nothing really has to change, Stevie. Apart from us figuring out where exactly we can lay down this little nest for good.”

Already, Steve was feeling tons better. Enough to be embarrassed that he’d nearly burst into tears over a revelation that, on reflection, was mind-blowingly awesome. He melted into Eddie again, let Eddie sooth him further. When his stomach began grumbling relentlessly, he even let Eddie coax him into eating cereal then hydrating with so much water they had to trek up the basement stairs to use Hopper’s washroom.

Huddled back in the nest, Eddie explained more of what he’d found out about the soulmate bond—how it magnified Eddie’s protective senses and rendered Steve even more vulnerable to rejection sickness and pain, if their bond was disrupted.

“Thanks for the sugarcoating,” snarked Steve.

“Sorry, Babe. I had to be honest with you. Suffice to say, if we’re ever parted, I’m going to be dying inside too. So, yeah, Wayne called old Granny Munson, who’s… Well, let’s just say she’s a wise old soul, and I inherited some of my expertise with smokable and edible flora from her.”

“Oh my God, I am literally mating myself into a family of criminals,” murmured Steve, then added, peeping up, “Kidding, Eds. I’m listening.”

Eddie pulled a goofy face then turned dead serious again and pressed on: “Basically, there’s few drugs out there to deal with what you’re going to go through in terms of heats and stuff. The Omega clinics are pretty brutal, using barely tested chemicals, and… Oh crap, I’m sorry, Baby.”

Steve shuddered violently; he couldn’t help it.

“I’ll never talk of that place again,” vowed Eddie, squeezing him tighter than ever, almost bruisingly so, which was exactly what Steve needed right then. The scary memories, already nebulous, evaporated. “We can go old-school, okay? The doctor thinks granny’s herbs will help as much as anything to ease the symptoms of your heats, for starters. We can use modern painkillers and birth-control too, as they’re pretty tried and tested. As long as you’re okay with all of this, Stevie? How we proceed is totally your call.”

“Mmmmmmm,” sighed Steve.

He really was.

It was a tad unsettling, but Eddie was going to take care of him. He listened a little more, while Eddie explained that he, too, would suffer more than an average Alpha if they were ever parted. And if Eddie was hurt or sick, then Steve would be more valuable than any medicine to help him heal. While Steve hated the idea of Eddie hurt, he truly loved the idea that he, too, could be a valuable protector. As he would be for their pups.

By this time, Eddie’s relentless petting had taken its toll. The vibrations from their mingled growls and purrs zoned in on Steve’s g-spot, and he sensed the faint trickle of slick between his thighs.

He absent-mindedly slid a hand between his bare thighs beneath the blankets, curling toward his pussy. The ravenous, fuck-or-die desperation he’d experienced when they’d been in the cabin, and even in the trailer earlier, wasn’t so bad, though.

Maybe because he could trust Eddie now.  Finally trust that his soulmate wasn’t going anywhere.

And he really was so very tired.

…

Steve remained sleepy for the rest of the day. He suggested mating more than a couple of times, but Eddie was firm: “The world weaved her magical juju to bind us together,” he told Steve. “So, we got aaaall the tiiiiime in the world. We need to be one hundred percent sure you’re well enough to take my knot.”

The next morning, the nice beta doctor visited and took Steve’s stitches out. He seemed pretty chuffed with himself as well as more himself again, preening his hair and puffing out his chest after she left: “I did good, right?”

Eddie beamed, not realising how wound up he’d been till he felt his shoulders loosen. “You did good, Baby.”

Wayne’s first import of Granny Munson’s herbs went down pretty well, too.

It included a pot of Munson’s-magical-mushroom salve, blended with nettles and mug-wort. Eddie carefully rubbed it into Steve’s hands, still scarred from where he’d wrenched the hunter’s trap off his ankle. Its tingling, tickling glow set them both giggling like idiots. Less than an hour later, the pink stripes had disappeared. Steve dabbed the salve on some of his bruises then insisted only Eddie could reach the ones near his ass and thighs.

So there Steve was��luxuriating in his rumpled nest of Eddie’s old sheets and comforter, and ancient velour throw-cushions. He’d gotten his legs spread, and peeped over his shoulder while Eddie, ointment in hand, wedged himself between Steve’s knees.

“Can’t hardly see these ones either,” said Eddie. He was battling to keep his focus on the faint grey marks he’d left, days ago, on Steve’s slender hips. It was darn hard work, what with Steve continually flashing the pink folds of his pussy at him. Eddie’s dick was darn hard too, straining against the jeans Eddie had slung on for the benefit of their visitors.

Steve had gotten naked again as soon as they’d been left alone. Now, his gaze seared, laser-like, into Eddie’s tented fabric. He licked lips that had recently been cracked and dry. Now, they were full, pouty and plush.

“Time to mark me again, Alpha,” husked Steve.

“Soon, Babe.” Eddie’s voice wibbled with strain, and he idly stretched forward to pet Steve’s hair. The rest of the world ceased to exist for Eddie, and it didn’t help that most of the basement was swallowed in shadow. “No marks this time. We’re gonna take it niiice and slo—"

Steve snapped his teeth, setting Eddie recoiling, then hissed like a viper. “If you don’t get on with it, Alpha mine, I’m gonna chew your fucking hand off.”

Chapter 7 (final chapter)

Yes, it keeps on getting longer, whoops... 7 will definitely bring their HEA though. Thank you for reading <3

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My Thoughts On MangaKamen and his YGO videos

When Literacy and Mainstream Media are not low enough

Here’s my opinion on MangaKamen and why he’s wrong about Yu-Gi-Oh!. He’s just another American fan blinded by idiocy.

MangaKamen is either lazy, doesn’t understand Yu-Gi-Oh!, or just pretends to. He comes off with this fake comedy gimmick that doesn’t appeal to me. His videos on Yu-Gi-Oh! girls are mostly biased and off-topic, giving us zero meaningful details. Instead, he just ruins the representation of the female characters. News flash: Yu-Gi-Oh! girls are great, but they’re rarely handled well by good creators like myself.

He mostly praises DM and GX, but when it comes to 5D’s, he goes off-topic, tearing down Crow and Jack. His so-called "essays" on why 5D’s failed are ridiculous—he’s just too stubborn to admit that 5D’s is far superior to DM and GX. He simply can’t accept that fact. Yet when he makes videos on Persona or Metal Gear, people get critical, but his Yu-Gi-Oh! content is a mess.

He sticks to mainstream garbage like your typical American, obsessed with his country's degeneracy. This is just another reason why he can’t be trusted with Yu-Gi-Oh! videos. He’s all about quantity over quality, more focused on literacy than being an actual critic.For example, in his 5D’s videos about the girls and the two main male characters, MangaKamen keeps doing the same thing—showing how incompetent he is at his job. He doesn’t understand Yu-Gi-Oh! at all. 5D's only had production issues during Season 1 when Tomioka was in charge, but he refuses to acknowledge that because he can’t be logical. The issues with Yu-Gi-Oh! girls stem from Japanese societal rules about women in anime and real life.

What really misses the mark with this guy is that he’s clueless. He should have said something like, “Even if 5D's is often the butt of production jokes, it’s not that bad compared to what people say. GX and DM had worse production issues than 5D’s or any of the later shows.” But no, he completely ignores that and acts like a jackass. He’s not insightful or literate—he’s just trying to be a smartass, mixing a Nostalgia Critic style with woke, feminist opinions.

He is clearly stupid and doesn’t understand logic or anything at all.

But here’s the deal! No one respects 5D's because of the fandom and its bullshit. If you offend the fandom or call out their garbage, you get blocked for being "nasty" and not politically correct. The hypocrisy is real—they get upset at anyone who doesn’t support DM or GX, but it’s perfectly fine for them to trash 5D's. The fandom just doesn’t give 5D’s a chance anymore. News flash: 5D’s was always the best of Yu-Gi-Oh!, not those first two shows!

But wait, why is 5D’s so underrated now compared to 13 years ago when it was a masterpiece of perfection and mainstream success? It’s because Konami went off the rails, promoting Duel Monsters Gen 1 support since 2015. And you all just obey Konami like typical Americans blinded by nostalgia!

And if he talks about OCG Stories, he’s just going to crap on it like he did with 5D’s during its tough times. We’re all sick of people like him—bastards who just repeat and copy other people’s thoughts, openly telling their fans something "failed." Failed? What?! OCG Stories is going strong, with its 4th volume just being released!

If he makes a video on it, he’ll just be feeding the beast. I’m not going to care since I’m not invested in this asshole’s opinions.

This is the same problem with YGO Everything, Noajenks, and other mainstream Yu-Gi-Oh! fans who only support GX and DM because their minds are stuck on the same old, tired topics. That’s exactly why I don’t support anyone in the Yu-Gi-Oh! fandom, including the people I just mentioned. It’s all about reused topics and a lack of originality.

Do you know why the Pokémon fandom is more popular than Yu-Gi-Oh!? It’s not because the card game is less complicated or because of the anime. It’s because Pokémon fans are passionate and more humanized than the Yu-Gi-Oh! fandom. The Yu-Gi-Oh! fandom is constantly divided by problems they refuse to accept, and it’s just stupid.

The Yu-Gi-Oh! fandom is split on multiple topics:

The anime being bad during DM because of the adaptation.

The manga being bad at times.

The card game and the Rush Era.

They go off-topic, get sensitive about everything they hate, and can’t handle even mentioning anything about Yu-Gi-Oh!.

MangaKamen should have existed 10 years ago—he would have been better back then because now his content is more off-topic than on-topic.

You really want to know what’s wrong with the Yu-Gi-Oh! community? It’s the internet—Twitter and YouTube—which makes it too complicated to deal with.

Does MangaKamen even have solid points anymore? No, he doesn’t. He’s clearly just doing it for clout and virtue-signaling. At least I respect his editor and his buddies—they’re more critical than he is.

But do you really want to know why the Yu-Gi-Oh! fandom in America is so bad? It’s because they’re all the same when it comes to nostalgia. 5D’s got no respect after 2011 and slowly became a problem for them to consume. You can blame the political chaos in America for that crap. The real-life card game is super complicated, and MangaKamen uses that to trash the show. He’s even admitted that he prefers the game over the anime.

He also keeps using the dub version to annoy people, even though most fans don’t care which version they watch.

Also I noticed that, despite his popularity, it seems that every person that I've asked so far either never heard of him or doesn't watch his videos. And for someone who sticked in your brain as much as MangaKamen, it would be pretty interesting to talk about him.

American Yu-Gi-Oh fans are both vocal and hypocritical on anything. They only respect DM because of nostalgia and not out of sheer love. And to be fair, Yu-Gi-Oh! fans are mostly upset for no real reason—just like people getting upset at Donald Trump for "reasons." It’s like they have Trump Derangement Syndrome or something. And to be fair, Yu-Gi-Oh! fans seem to suffer from something like Yu-Gi-Oh! Derangement Syndrome, or maybe Konami Derangement Syndrome or even 4Kids Derangement Syndrome—where they just get irrationally upset about anything related to the series, like people do with Trump like how Mark Ruffalo is aways woke on Trump since 2016.

To conclude this statement. MangaKamen is a woke american femminsit.

[lunatriense]

Going to honest looking back at volume 1 and 2…

Was jaune even a nice guy? Real talk Luna because his actions are completely different from what I see from blogs.

Seeing how he treated everyone and acted like a complete dick

irresponsibly came to a monster school without aura and no knowledge of it

I still remember when fans were angry at weiss for not giving jaune a chance…despite how jaunes actions were making weiss uncomfortable.

I still remember Jaune inserted himself with the whole drama with Weiss and Neptune…despite it being already settled and on good terms…and how Jaune was considered the “nice” guy for confronting the problem.

(Made worse when jaunes speech to Neptune is projecting how jaune acted around Weiss…zero awareness or reflection)

makes me question how did the term nice guy come from??

No, he wasn't. He was always a self-entitled jackass that for some reason everyone coddled. He's never been a nice guy, just a NiceGuy™

[9s-suggestion-ver1-1a]

OOC Post:

LOONG wall of text and POSSIBLE spoilers for the NieR Automata anime Cour 1&2

Some thoughts on the anime from me :3

"Watching" the Automata anime has been an interesting experience. I've heard a lot of negativity towards it and was unsure why, but I did recently see a whole thing about the production *nightmare* that it's been through, and that the animation is actually pretty bad because of time crunch.

This came as a surprise to me because I've actually been "watching it" in my pocket at work on Bluetooth. I kinda figured since anime isn't really my style anymore and I'm here solely for the characters that it wouldn't matter LOL... (I much prefer their models over their 2D designs)

I could kind of tell it looked like shit in episode 1, just from what I had seen when I started, but I brushed that off as me being negative about everything. I also was a little charmed by the shitty CGI?? It reminded me of a 2010 anime. The juxtaposition of 2B being practically rotoscoped over the game animation on top of the really off looking CGI enemies and vehicles? Total 2010s look.

I already intended to rewatch it all since it's deliciously short compared to a lot of shows, soooooo... I guess I will see how I feel about it! The story and writing has been, in my *personal opinion*, really really interesting. Seeing the game play out in a totally new order, sometimes entirely different locations for events or characters present...

In a sense, it has felt like fanfiction. That sounds like an insult, but I mean it like it feels like everything the fans were yearning and aching for. I.e. 2B and 9S simply getting to talk more, to eachother and to resistance members we barely see in game.

It occasionally takes a minute to be funny and let you decompress after all the depressing shit. Jackass just being Jackass and getting much more screentime feels like a special gift to the fans since she was instantly so beloved. The fact the "fanservice" in this show is just getting to see the characters in a comedic light says volumes about how sad it all is. And btw; if you loved Automata then this show is VERY fucking funny sometimes. A machine child tries to light A2 on fire with a kitchen lighter to help her stop being sick, and the dub actresses delivery of the line "Hey, hey just what do you think you're doing. Don't you dare." in like real fear makes me laugh so hard.

I saw it talked about as a product of the production struggles, but the way the show often slows down for an entire episode to let the characters breathe and interact with the world is so important to me. Getting to see 2B and 9S *actually* spending time together. Even after route C begins we get some excellent A2 interactions with the machines and other characters.

I just can't get enough of how the characters talk to eachother, how they spun some of the most empty dialouge-box reading scenes into something more, and how they keep finding ways to blindside and torture me with *actually* shocking alternate events.

[thepitofjob]

Job 21: 1-3. "The Command."

Gemara are distilled arguments that result from what are called Mishnah. Hidden in the Book of Job is an approach we will review at the of the text, but each stage of the Gemara is reviewed before one moves on to the next. The reason is partly because of the volume of material, including access to the Halachah over video stream, which we used to have to go to temple to hear, also because of the bizarre structure of the Hebrew language which is stochastic in nature.

This means every variable we change alters the entire mix. Changes are result of the addition or subtraction of variables are called Tania or stipulations.

The story of Adam and Evil for example, contains a Tania, which is found much later in the Torah. I will illustrate below:

From Bereshit:

15 The Lord God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it. 16 And the Lord God commanded the man, “You are free to eat from any tree in the garden; 17 but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat from it you will certainly die.”

There is a Tania:

From Kedoshim:

23 “‘When you enter the land and plant any kind of fruit tree, regard its fruit as forbidden.[b] For three years you are to consider it forbidden[c]; it must not be eaten. 24 In the fourth year all its fruit will be holy, an offering of praise to the Lord. 25 But in the fifth year you may eat its fruit. In this way your harvest will be increased. I am the Lord your God."

We have tended to treat the scene in Eden with that horrible woman as sacrosanct, when in fact, God had a plan for sexy stuff but with a stipulation.

In this case God says do not have sex until the Fourth Year, when one is able to empathize and ais able to take responsibility for the consequences of one's actions. There isn't a fourth period class we can take for this or get graded on it, pass and then head to the hallway locker room and get it on.

One must self-assess when the Tania for sex has been met. There is clearly no Tania called the Fall of Man and the washing in the blood to redeem Eve from her sin, God never says any such thing.

21 Then Job replied:

2 “Listen carefully to my words;     let this be the consolation you give me. 3 Bear with me while I speak,     and after I have spoken, mock on.

Mockery is done to make a fool out of a dumbass, which is what I have just done with all those freaky spooky Christians and that jackass Saul of Tarsus who teaches Eve committed a sin we must all suffer for.

The Value in Gematria is 9657, ‎‎ץוהז‎ ‎"the command: clean up!"

To write a Gemara one must know the Torah and the Tanakh and strip down the esoteric material to create the object lesson or office associated with a Mishnah. We will continue to discuss this.

[juiceedapplee]

Likes:

-Games-

Stardew Valley

Roblox (royale high, bloxburg, dti, bloxy bingo)

Pjsk

Omori

Genshin Impact

Hsr

Sprout Valley

Dol

-YouTubers-

Niji en

Holostars en

Vshojo

Rin Penrose

Kenji

Monarch

Cyyu

Yuzuya

Azeru

Boze vs the world

Smii7y

Kurtis Conner

Danny Gonzalez

Augustheduck

Andy king

Chad chad

Annamarie

Manlybadasshero

Jarvis

Game theory (film, food, and style too)

-Musicals-

Be more chill

Beetlejuice

Kinky boots

Heathers (both vers are good, west end might be my fav)

Mean girls

Into the woods (the old one is better)

Hamilton

Bring it on

Tgwdlm

Black Friday

Npmd

The Oregon trail

-Shows/Movies-

Jjk

Mha

Nanbaka

Haikyuu

Blue Lock

Ohshc

Chainsaw Man

Mob Psycho

Black Butler

Hxh

Bridgerton

The boyfriend

Great teacher onizuka

Secrets in the hot spring

Scott pilgrim vs the world (movie, haven’t seen the show yet)

Trolls band together (got me crushing on a damn troll)

The Lorax

Drink masters

Death note

Saiki K

Saiki K: reawakened

Disenchantment

Mlp movies

Glitter force (I watched it on Netflix, dont know the jp name)

Kakegurui

Everything everywhere all at once

High rise invasion

Legally blonde (both movies)

Hsm (only the first two)

Cruella

-Books-

Tcgf (still reading)

Mxtx (still reading)

Mdzs (still reading)

Svss (still reading)

Remarried Empress

Southern book clubs guide to slaying vampires

Alice in wonderland

-BL-

Boy girlfriend (damn you axel)

Jinx

Perfect Buddy

Shutline

Love leveling

Angel Buddy

Roses and Champagne

Full volume

Semantic Error

Night by the sea

Love Jinx

No love zone

Killing Stalking

Obey me (not the game)

Dangerous Convenience Store

Serious Joke

No Holes Barred (includes a woman, and it’s technically not a bl)

Something’s wrong with my popularity

My darling signed in

Candy Man

Eyes clouded by the tiger

I have to be a good villain

Easy to notice

Kill the lights

Define the relationship

Take off

Angel bunny club

Puppy Love

Shame application

Omega Complex

Mr 100% perfect

Plaything

Don’t say you love me

Love is an illusion

Worst guy in the universe

Attack and Occupy (dropped cuz holy shit)

My hot friend is glowing

Hwanghyeon Text

Dear Door

Jackass

No reason

Raising a newbie to grind them

Galatea through the screen

-Manhwa/webtoons/manhua/manga-

Get schooled/ true education

How to live as a villain

Dungeon reset

Home plate villain

Leveling up by only eating

For my derelict favorite

Eleceed

Trash Count

I obtained a mythic item

World after the fall

Zombie x Slasher

Solo Max level newbie

End of the world is just a game

Duke pendragon

Steel eating player

Dungeon Odyssey

Tyrant of a defense game

Priest of corruption

Lady with one line

Everyone regressed but me

Beginning after the end

S-classes I raised

Bootleg Healer

Teenage Mercenary

Only necromancer

Money Game

Pie Game

+99 wooden stick

Talent eating magician

Max Level Hero has returned

Overpowered healer

Worlds strongest troll

Pick me up

Lazy swordmaster

Resetting lady

Debut or die

Tbate (I haven’t read the chapters from the new artist)

School bus graveyard

Hwarang: flower knight of the underworld

My brothers not so secret boyfriend

Jungle Juice

Disgusted Vampire

I was the final boss

Mono and Mochi

Hectopascal

Viral Hit

Solo Leveling

Solo Leveling Ragnarok

Orv

Villain to Kill

Cinderella Boy

Tax reaper

Deathsitter

Magic Girl Incident

Marry my husband

Return survival

Study Group

Hectopascal

Neon Revenge (I’m still sad it ended so early)

Weak Hero

Becoming the Monarch

Maru is a puppy

My little sister is the demon lord

Mafia Nanny

Hanlim Gym

Return to Player

Paranoid Mage

Born to work retail

World is money and Power

The dickheads

Jackson’s diary

Silho

Ams

Mayo Shonen

My daddy is a villain

Nina’s chest

G.O.D

Swordid

Kids are all right

Class 1-9

Dungeon cleaning life of a once genius hunter

Like mother like daughter

Bad plan man

Forever after

Les piggies

The hammer

[thelampisaflashlight]

I had to handle two phone calls today that made me wanna walk across the road and lay down in the corn field and wait for the crows to pick me apart.

The first one was a guy who was definitely lost and either 1.) Called the wrong number or 2.) Was just willing to be a jackass and shout at me because "ARE YOU OPEN TODAY?! YOUR SIGN SAYS YOU'RE CLOSED!"

while I'm standing outside next to the open sign and can't see a fucking soul.

And the other was a lady who called THREE SEPARATE TIMES, and basically blasted my ear with the most ungodly fax machine sounding beep the second time, because her phone has issues, and then proceeded to talk to me at top volume, because why not?

I am very tired.

Thankfully, I'm off tomorrow and Monday, and if I don't have to attend jury duty, I have Tuesday off as well.

I need some serious sit down, loaf time.

[rainbowdelicsunshine]

Please please please share your dvd collection! That sounds like a fun post!

Thank you soso much for the prompting my good friend this is gonna be so much fun!!

(I've taken two pictures of my two rows I have so far cuz I wanted to show everything off better)

I'll list off the DVDs I currently have underneath the images! (Left: First Row; Right; Currently Uncompleted Second Row)

9 to 5

101 Dalmatians

The Adventures of Milo and Otis

Alice in Wonderland (Disney 1951)

Batman: The Animated Series (Volume One)

Batman: Under the Red Hood

Chicken Little

Chucky Complete Movie Set (Child's Play-Cult of Chucky)

Dexter Season One

Dastardly and Muttley in their Flying Machines (Completed Series)

Eurotrip

The Fox and the Hound (1 and 2)

Kiki's Delivery Service (I organized all Ghibli movies in G fyi)

My Neighbor Totoro

Spirited Away

Grandma's Boy

Hamtaro: A Ham-Ham Christmas

Jackass Number Two

Lady and the Tramp II: Scamp's Adventure

Cheech and Chong's Nice Dreams and Things are Tough All Over (they're both inside a Laugh Out Loud Double Feature DVD)

The Little Rascals (1994)

Loose Change: 2nd Edition

Meet the Spartans

Monty Python and the Holy Grail

Moulin Rouge

The Muppet Show (Seasons 1-3)

My Little Pony the Movie (G4)

The Neverending Story (1 and 2)

The Pagemaster

Saw II

Spider-Man (2002)

The Tigger Movie

Walk Hard: the Dewey Cox Story

Winnie the Pooh

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Wowza, these are a lot of movies! It took a while to even list them all ha!

I really do hope that you enjoy browsing through and learning more about my collection itself!

Hope you come back soon my sweet friend and have a wonderful night!!

[n-amelessart]

[AUDIO RECORDING ATTACHED TO REPORT SUBMTED BY MATRON GATE COMMUNICATIONS TOWER]

RECEIVED BY: Matron Gate

SENT BY: UNKNOWN

DATE: 143/73 NC

TIME: Ert- 3:17AM UTC

[START TRANSCRIPTION]

> Sender (S): *Static* -work? *Static* Light? But - *Prolonged static*

> Operator 1 (O1): Hey, someone’s on your channel. Pick it up, the static drives me nuts.

> Operator 2 (O2): Who could possibly be trying to reach us right now? *Chair squeaks and machine clicks* This is Matron Gate under the authority of the EUC, identify yourself.

> S: *Static* All it does is -*Static* 

> O2: I repeat, this is Matron Gate. Under the authority of the EUC, identify yourself.

> S: *Static* -it? Oh. There we go. Uh - hello! This is - um. [distant:] Hey! What am I supposed to say?... “Anything” doesn’t help! [clear:] Well whatever, here we go. Hello, this is an audio diary. The jackass over there said keeping records is important, so we will be chronicling whatever needs... chronicling. Though I’m not -

> O2: Hello? Can you hear me? This is an official channel. Disconnect from -

> S: - sure what would be worthwhile. Uh, lets see... we are currently in a room. And it is dark. I’m doing this wrong, aren’t I?

> O2: - this channel immediately. I repeat  this is an -

> S: Mmm... I guess you aren’t wrong. Wait no - was that recorded? No no no how do you delete? *Metal hitting metal*

> O2: -official channel, switch - Hey? Hello? Can you hear me? Boss, I need a little help here. I don’t think these guys can hear me.

> S: *metal hitting metal continues, indistinct shouting in the background.*

> O1:  Just close the channel, it isn’t even that important.

> O2:  You sure? I’m not going to take responsibility for that.

> O1: What? It’s your channel, of course it’s your responsibility.

> O2: Nope. No way. There’s no way I am telling the Chief that I turned off an official channel.

> S: *Arguing gets clearer* I will not have the first words of this journal be, “you’re right!”

> O1: She isn’t that scary kid. Put on your holster and tell it to her straight.

> O2: She definitely is that scary. Tell her yourself. You put on your holster.

> S: *Arguing and hitting stops* From the top. This is a record of a couple of morons in the Drifting City. 

> O1: Fine, keep it open. Turn the volume down and run a trace on them, file a report it after you get a location.

>O2: Alright, I’ll do that. Starting trace.

> S: We found this recording device in a storage room near the bridge, where we currently are. The bridge that is. Jackass over here is acting like a smartass now, saying there’s probably important stuff here but all we’ve found is broken, unidentifiable or both. It’s not like we’re engineers. Hmmm... what else? What’s even worth talking about? My shoes suck. Worn through the soles ages ago, I think I’m going to wear through my feet next. Walking around with nubs like one of those V-Models. Jackass hasn’t had shoes for a while now. Oh right. My left arm is busted, so that is something we’re looking out for though there isn’t going to a fix anywhere around here. There’s gotta be a place that could help but it’s not like we know where we’re going. Of course there’s the chance that place is busted up too. We can worry about that later, it’s not - 

> O2: How far out are they? The trace hasn’t come back with anything yet.

> O1: They said they’re at the Drifting City. Maybe that’s an orbiter? Or one of those caravan groups?

> S: a problem really. It’s been years so I’ve basically adapted. Having two arms might actually throw me off. [Distant voice] That doesn’t mean we’re gonna stop looking! Jackass is heartless by the way. All he cares about are ships. He was a pilot once or something. Next time he want’s to tell that story I’m just gonna hand over the recorder, if I hear it one more time I’ll have to remove my own ears. Sorry, but you guys are the suckers that’ll deal with it. And well... I suppose that’s it for now. I don’t have much to say at the moment so I guess I’ll make another recording when something interesting happens. Uhhhmmm... yeah. The end. [Sender leaves the channel]

> O1: Whelp, there they go, did the trace finish? ... Hello? Did you find out where they are?

> O2: Boss...

> O1: You’re freaking me out, kid.

> O2: ...They aren’t anywhere in the Belt.

> O1: What?

> O2: They are further out than... any settlement I know of.

> O1: Maybe they’re at some kind of outpost? There are a couple small ones as far out as Titan. Or what about some kind of jammer hiding their location?

> O2: ... I don’t know. Jammers can hide their location but it’s pretty obvious when one is being used and I am not getting any signs of that here.

> O1: An outpost then?

> O2: It would have to be, but why would their contact be here and not a closer orbiter or city or something?

> O1: What do you think it is then?

> O2: ... I’m going to report this, someone from the Expedition Department might be more familiar with long range communications.

> O1: Eh, suit yourself. Don’t forget to take the room recording with you.

> O2: Right, will do... wait, the entire room recording? Even when we we talking about the Chief?

> O1: You can cut out those parts, that isn’t necessary for a report.

[END TRANSCRIPTION]

[REMINDER: All recordings submitted with a report and/or with a request must be unedited for the report and/or request to be considered valid.]

[colorfuldreamsmkg]

Sparkle in Neutral! It’s Friday! | Jedidiah Jones | Trial 1-3 | RE: Hitome, Ozzy, Takuma

Sounds like everything is set and settled, then. They’re just about done here, try as Hitome might to cry and plead for her life. Now that the excitement and tension is giving way to apprehension and tears, there’s not really any point anymore. Great work, gang, mystery solved. Toss her on the chopping block, call it a day, get back the fuck on with it.

Hitome’s side of the story was never going to make a difference from the start. That’s showbiz, baby, the spotlight you wanted so badly will be there to highlight you at your best, and it will be there when the tension gives and something inevitably snaps.

None of that matters, though. After all, it’s not him who’s dying right now. Jedidiah Jones lives another day, and to him, that’s the only thing that matters in the end.

It’s unfortunate enough, sure, but they’re two people he’s known for not even as many weeks. How bad was he supposed to feel? How much was he supposed to care about some clueless ditz and some rotten brat he barely knew? If it had to come to this, better them than him.

There’s no relief that comes with the thought, but only because that would imply he had ever been worried to begin with.

(You’d think getting stabbed might have made him think twice. You’d be wrong.)

“Chin up, Sparkles, at least you’re going out knowing you had the balls to do something about it and mean it. Even if ya did hit the wrong person.”

He’s not even trying to kick her while she’s down. Not purposefully. The distinct lack of sympathy arises more from a lack of gravitas than any deliberate cruelty. The faster they killed her, the less she’d have to suffer… and the sooner he could go grab a shitty cheap beer from half of the crime scene and sleep this whole damn thing off.

Ah, hell, make it two. One for Dahlia, one for Hitome.

After that, he gets to wake up tomorrow and carry on like none of this ever happened.

Well. Maybe not all of it. The outburst from Ozzy can stay, as a treat. There’s some of that prerequisite On The Rocks anger. While he’d mostly checked out from the ending proceedings up to this point, he’s actually pretty excited to watch the guy fully flip out and deck the shit out of Evil Miku. Fuck it up, you funky little gamer. Even if Jed doesn’t really get why he’s so worked up over the trial, he can rock with fucking some shit straight the hell up regardless of motivation.

Orrrr not. What an underwhelming turn of events. Jed deflates, vaguely annoyed but mostly disappointed as Takuma reiterates the million-dollar questions of how the fuck exactly any of this was supposed to be productive. That ‘team bonding exercise’ had left him with a hole in his arm thanks to the little jackass. Miku’s hands weren’t the ones holding the knife when that happened.

(Though by his own admission, he hadn’t thought they were Takuma’s either.)

“Really, Meeks? You’re no fun.”

He squints off into the distance Ozzy-ways. He doesn’t feel like getting in on that directly, especially with that kind of walk back, but hell, figures he might as well offer a little encouragement. Time to put that masterful control over his breath and volume to good use.

“TAKE ANOTHER SWING ON YOUR WAY BACK, BIG DOG, SHE DIDN’T SAY YOU COULDN’T!”

Merciful mother of fuck that was loud, even without access to Miku Magic Megaphone powers. No shot for subtlety there, considering he was suggesting it loudly enough that Dahlia might have still been able to hear it despite being dead.

[dudeswithtudes]

#nba #nbafinals #nuggets #heat #jamoramt

Crazy nba finals. I don’t know how heat have done it 3 years in a row. All 3 years they’ve acted like serious contenders, when I myself thought they should blow it up and were barely a playoff team. They proved me wrong with 2 finals and 1 ecf. Potentially best franchise in basketball.

The nuggets, dude they’ve been low key the best team in basketball for the last 3 years. This year I thought they were the clear heavy handed favorite to win it all and still I don’t think many people chose them. They’re just stacked but for reasons, people don’t realize it. They have 4 players who probably would have had all star years had they been on different teams: Jokic(obviously, best in the world), Murray, Gordon(dude this would have been his 20pt all star year had he still been on the Magic, 27 years old, has all that confidence and experience, he would have gone 15pts to 17pts to 20 pts 10 boards this year and would have got like the last roster spot.) and then porter jr, dude this guy wasn’t just the 1 player in his class he was considered generational, had problems w his back and fell to a mid pick. Had he gone at 1 or in the top 5, he would have been the focal point of the team and given the confidence and plays to be a star. You see it all the time while he plays, he just needs plays for him but being the 4th option, he’s not going to get them. And if he does volume shoot he knows he needs to be perfect lest everyone lose their mind for not passing. He may not have led a team to the playoffs by now but he would have been much better known and respected, though I admit he needs to work on something’s (gives a bit of clueless vibe). So yeah most underrated team of all time? No one was going to stop them this year other than a hot warriors team; and then possibly a hot and healthy bucks, suns, sixers or grizzlies. That’s also of note because this was one of the most competitive years of all time, nuggets were still clear favorites, one of the best teams all time, but there were still so many teams that could catch on fire and win.

I’m very worried with lebron, curry and Durant getting older and a less competitive finals that some executive w/ the nba is going to try and prove their worth and how smart they are and try to stir things up for viewership next year when the nuggets will be again the clear favorites. This thirst just destroys sports. Just let it grow organically, don’t turn it into boxing or f1 racing or even the nba has been accused of it in the past. Stop caring about ratings and getting every single dollar you can every year. The nba already has a bad rep in this regard. Lebron is not mj, you guys have polarized it and gotten every single dollar you can out of it in the last decade when kind ruining the integrity of the game. For nearly a decade the east was pointless, an entire conference was pointless because lebron would only have maybe 1 team of note to beat while 6-7 teams would compete for the finals in the west. Now we actually have competition, please don’t ruin that. It also worries me that curry, one of the greatest of all time, broke through during this time to little recognition. And once he did it then became that lebron v curry was the money maker. Essentially the league became curry lebron Durant as the only household names and the only way to get viewership fr the casuals who are just wanting to see history. I’m sure the nba will try to push that again to possibly even a worst degree next year. I don’t know why they are trying to absolute annihilate Ja Morant. He’s young just try to hide his life choices from the public. Don’t try and ruin his confidence that got him to where he is. And make him question whether he’s a total jackass. Just let that come naturally like everyone else I. Their late 20’s. Extremely frustrating, the nba is just so thirsty. They’ll probably keep pumping Durant, lebron and curry full of peds. Instead of developing an exciting new generation. The thing is they punched their MJ ticket too much, they can’t go and take 90’s mj mania and continue to compare every next gen player to him. They do they with Luka or Zion people are going to finally say ok we’re done with that.

So yeah the only thing about these finals, is I can imagine the viewership was very low and it’s going to allow a lot of suits to try and prove how they’re the savior and it will no longer become a sport but clearly entertainment and theater. People are going to watch. Don’t do what boxing did, I was a boxing fanatic until it become too close to theater and every little thing was manufactured.

Anyways, rant done. Congrats to Denver and Miami.