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m-yg93 · 2 years ago

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I posted 685 times in 2022

That's 496 more posts than 2021!

284 posts created (41%)

401 posts reblogged (59%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@m-yg93

@kithtaehyung

@jungk0oksthighs

@jeonjcngkook

@sunshinerainbowsbts

I tagged 129 of my posts in 2022

#ptd on stage seoul - 8 posts

#bts smut - 5 posts

#jungkook fic - 5 posts

#jungkook smut - 5 posts

#jk x reader - 4 posts

#jungkook x you - 4 posts

#bts - 4 posts

#jungkook x reader - 4 posts

#jk smut - 4 posts

#jungkook fanfic - 4 posts

Longest Tag: 112 characters

#i don't have money for bail so i'll post again once i'm out of jail for the homicidal spree i'm begging to go on

My Top Posts in 2022:

Surface Pressure

Pairing: KSJ x Reader

WC: 6k

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

Rating: T

Warnings: Panic attack, emotional abuse, parental abuse, bullying, mention of mental illness, descriptions of depression and anxiety, mention of JK Rowling (don't support TERFs)

Part of @thebtswritersclub project: “Sentimental”

Banner by @introlxv

Beta’d by @mapleglasses27

Summary: Your life has always had various aspects of pressure. Cracks in the wall at every turn so it's no surprise when it finally breaks. Thankfully there's someone there to help keep you together.

Under the surface, I feel berserk as a tightrope walker in a three-ring circus

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52 notes - Posted March 31, 2022

REMATCH TEASER

Pairing: JJK x Reader ~~ Gamer AU

Teaser WC: 839

Teaser warnings: Mentions of erections and orgasms

Genre: Smut, PWP

Rating: M (minors dni)

Summary: Jungkook’s only interaction with you lasted less than an hour but you’ve ingrained yourself in his mind since. You gave him a taste of a dynamic which he now desperately craves more of. If only you’d answer one of his DMs. Guess he’ll have to up his game.

Taglist open: please comment under this post if you’d like to be added.

☆☆POSTING JULY 31ST 7PM EST☆☆

Jungkook might have overdone it on the cleaning to make sure his place was up to your standards. He had put on his alarm to wake up early and spent the day scrubbing at any surface he could reach. Would you see the top of his kitchen cabinets? Absolutely not. Did he make sure to grab his step stool and eliminate any speck of dust up there? Yes, he did.

By the time he’s done, his clothes are damp with sweat and his head is dizzy from the overpowering lemon scent of his products. He opens up all his windows and turns on the diffusers in every room. His friends often told him he was excessive in the amount of air purifiers he had in his two bedroom apartment. Sorry if he’s sensitive to smells and wants to be able to breathe properly. He’s rushing to jump in the shower when he finally finishes and notices the time. You’ll be here soon and he stinks.

He’s in a matching set of soft sweatpants and a hoodie, hands still furiously rubbing at his wet hair with a towel when the doorbell rings. His heart is in his throat knowing that you’re only a few feet away behind his front door. The doorbell rings a second time, breaking him out of the panic-induced freeze he’d been stuck in.

“Coming!” At least, he sure hoped he would be.

He’s steeling himself with one last deep breath before he throws the door open. He has his most charming smile plastered on his face and a warm welcome on the tip of his tongue. All of which immediately dries up and dies on his lips when he’s finally faced with seeing you in the flesh.

All your streams had you in comfortable clothes, soft fabrics and modest necklines but the woman on his doorstep is a vixen. His eyes are pulled down by a gravitational pull outside of his control. They pass through your hair hanging loosely around your face, pausing at the skin of your cleavage peeking through the low cut of your top, flesh straining against the right fabric across your chest. His gaze continues further down to the pleated skirt that ends dangerously high on your leg, letting a smooth expanse of skin catch his attention before it disappears into your thigh high socks. He’s hypnotized by the soft pudge that is created where the fabric of your sock digs into the meat of your leg. His mind is reeling and thoughts of bite bite bite are bouncing in his empty cranium.

“You’re drooling.” It’s a reflex to bring his hand up to his mouth to check if a little bit of saliva had ended up pooling at the edge of his open lips, but it comes away dry. Just the start of the teasing he knows he’ll be subjected to.

“I- uh, thighs.”

The loud laugh that echoes around him finally breaks him out of his hypnosis. “Yes, very astute. Are you going to let me go inside or are you intent on giving your neighbors a show?” His brows furrow at your words until he follows your eyes down to his groin where his dick had started to press against his sweatpants, forming an embarrassing tent.

His hands are quick to cover up, cheeks heating in humiliation. Why is it always so easy for you to get a reaction out of him? You haven’t done anything at all and here he is, boner out for anyone to see like some horny teenager.

“Sorry,” he apologizes, voice quiet enough for it to only be heard between you. He gets out of the way to open up the doorway for you to come in, then closes the door behind you, making sure to check that nobody in the neighborhood had been privy to this shameful moment.

“I swear I can control myself. I’m not some sort of animal.” It’s only once you’re fully in his living room, eyes drifting to every corner and taking in his space that he notices the black bag you brought along. “What’s in there?”

Your smirk is devious, inching slowly as your eyes darken. “Training materials, of course. You see, I figured out your issue. Your main flaw is your lack of focus and that’s because you’re not actually a gamer, you’re a streamer. You’ve programmed yourself to respond to distractions, like incoming subs and donations so you can reply and interact with your chat. It makes for a good influencer and entertainer, but breaks your skills for whatever game you’re playing.”

“So I have to practice staying focused and ignoring distractions?” he asks. You’re nodding in reply. “Okay, that makes sense. How are we going to do that?”

There’s an evil twinkle in your eye as you drop the bag to the floor, bending down to rip it open and dig your hand in to pull out your so-called ‘training materials’ into his view. His heart beats a little harder as each item is divulged.

165 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

Room For Rent ~ A Bangtan Collab

Living with a roommate isn’t always smooth sailing. Whether it's being plagued by a history of conflict, having met under bizarre circumstances or simply falling in love with the one person you know you shouldn't be falling for. Are you ready to put pen to paper and sign away on that room for rent?

After all, “the fate that brings people together is not a cord so easily cut”

Posting January 2023

*All works in this collab are marked 18+. Minors DNI*

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676 notes - Posted November 17, 2022

Rematch

Pairing: JJK x Reader

WC: 13k

Genre: Smut, PWP

Rating: M (minors dni)

Warnings: Toxic!JK, Mean!Reader, D/s dynamics, teasing, humiliation, praise, degredation, crying, spanking, semi exhibitionism?, oral (m. and f. receiving) butt plug, edging, anal play, face sitting, cuffs, restraints, piercings (nipple and genital), begging, unprotected sex, choking, creampie, pain play, overstimulation

Banner by @introgfx

Beta’d by @sunshinerainbowsbts

Author’s Note: Okay so Have Mercy was supposed to be a One Shot. Then I decided to make a drabble and now I have 13k. I’m a CLOWN. 🤡 Thank you to my moots who let me ramble on about this brat and encouraged me to write. Special thanks to @audreonne for giving me her e-sports knowledge and letting me use her username as OC’s gamertag.

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855 notes - Posted July 31, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Have Mercy (on me)

Pairing: JJK x Reader

WC: 9.3k

Genre: Smut, PWP

Rating: M (minors dni)

Warnings: Toxic gamer boy JK, Mean OC, sexism, Subby JK, D/s dynamics, excessive use of petnames, tattoos, piercings (nipples and genital), spit, edging, self asphyxiation, overstimulation, degradation, humiliation, praise, NO AFTERCARE

Banner by @introlxv

Beta’d by @amourtae

Part of: Bangtan DLC: A Streamer BTS Collab hosted by @joonscypher, @kookskingdom, & @lavienjin

Summary: Jungkook is finally popular enough to quit his job and make a living off his streaming and he’s very proud of his Master rank. His cockiness takes a turn when an unknown player joins his team and starts talking shit but what’s worse is they’re not just talking the talk but walking the walk. Jungkook ends up humiliated in multiple ways but there’s only one of which he ends up liking.

Authors note: It’s finally here! A special thank you to @audreonne for using her esports knowledge and correcting everything I had wrong with the Overwatch gameplay (because I’m a filthy casual and don’t play) and letting me use her username. Also to my lovely writing net @thebtswritersclub and everyone who supported me with hype and writing alongside me in sprints.

Read the sequel: Rematch

VICTORY

“Let’s get it!” Jungkook whoops as the rest of the boys echo the sentiment in the voice chat. His eyes fall to his Twitch chat, messages zooming by nearly too fast to keep up.

That was a close one!

Honestly thought you were going to lose that round

“Thanks so much for hanging out with us tonight, Goldens. That’ll be all for today’s stream but make sure to tune in tomorrow, it’s our Sub Sunday where we play some more chill games with you guys. We’ll be running some Among Us so keep an eye out on my Twitter for the code drop, 1pm on the dot. We’re going to end this by sending out a raid to my friend BamBam, he’s streaming a blind run of Mario Odyssey right now. He’s a good buddy of mine so send him all the love that I receive here. Good night!”

His face cam closes and his screen is replaced with his usual end stream background that he’ll keep up for another 5 minutes or so as people filter out.

His attention shifts to his dashboard which holds his account statistics. A few people had subscribed during his stream and he can see his new number now nearing 5,000. It had been a grueling few years to get to this point and the exhaustion from working his regular job on top keeping a steady streaming schedule can still be felt in his bones.

He liked his cinematography internship, don’t get him wrong but the freedom of choosing his own work schedule and content was much less of a burden on him creatively. Plus the attention he got from the community he created was good for his ego. Admittedly, half the comments in stream were more about his looks than his gameplay but what’s there to complain about. He gets to play videogames every day and makes enough money to pay his bills and spend frivolously on ridiculous things for a serotonin boost when he needs it.

The voices echoing in his headset brings him back to reality as he watches his viewer count decrease and eventually disappear.

“Hobi’s out since he has to join Yoongi at the studio for a project they’re working on but is everyone else down to stay on and get some practice in? The next season of competitive is starting soon and I want to make sure I’m keeping on top of it.” Jin whines in the background.

The rest of the group all give off varying excitement levels of agreement. They pile into the waiting room but since their team is now missing a player a random added player comes in. Audreonne, master rank. At least they should keep up with them. Their icon flips to Mercy. Strategic teamwork at least, they needed a healer to balance out since Hoseok’s Lucio was now out of the ranks.

The countdown starts and they’re thrown into the game, it’s a familiar map and the guys easily split to their usual procedure. The Mercy player veers away with Namjoon and Tae.

Jungkook’s Widowmaker turns a corner and is instantly double teamed by the opposing Genji and Doomfist.

“Motherfucker,” he mumbles under his breath as the screen indicates eliminated. He respawns and quickly heads back the same way. “Yo, Audreonne, can you stick by me so I can deal with these assholes?”

He’s not waiting for a reply before dropping down into the area he was just eliminated from only to immediately repeat the process and go down again. “Where’s the fucking res, dude?”

The action replay of his death shows no trace of the Mercy player around him. He scoffs, of course, guess that master rank came with more luck than skills.

“Hey, healer, if you’re going to pick support the least you could do is actually fucking support. Get your shit together.”

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1,930 notes - Posted April 19, 2022

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bestbudscolorado · 1 month ago

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The Ultimate Horror Movie and Cannabis Strain Pairing Guide

As the spooky season rolls around, nothing sets the mood like a good horror movie. Whether you're a fan of slasher flicks, psychological thrillers, or supernatural haunts, we’ve got a cannabis strain pairing that will enhance every scream, jump scare, and spine-chilling moment. So grab your popcorn, settle in, and pair your favorite films with the perfect bud to elevate the horror experience. Here’s your guide to matching some classic horror films with just the right strain.

1. "The Exorcist"

Paired with: Don Carlos

There’s nothing quite like the sheer terror of "The Exorcist"—the chilling story of possession, the battle between good and evil, and those infamous head-spinning scenes. To calm your nerves during the moments of intense supernatural horror, try Don Carlos, a balanced hybrid. This strain brings a smooth combination of relaxation and clarity, perfect for staying grounded when things start to get otherworldly. The earthy, spicy notes of Don Carlos complement the deep tension of the film while keeping you calm, even when the stakes get high. It’s just the right amount of peace in the storm.

Terpene Profile: Rich in myrcene and pinene, Don Carlos provides soothing, earthy undertones with a slightly woody, herbal scent. Myrcene’s relaxing properties pair beautifully with pinene’s focus-enhancing qualities, keeping you mellow without losing awareness of the unfolding horror.

2. "A Nightmare on Elm Street"

Paired with: Lemon Wafers

Freddy Krueger invades your dreams and turns them into nightmares, but with the right strain, you can glide into his world with a bit more ease. Lemon Wafers, a hybrid with calming yet subtly euphoric effects, is your ideal companion for facing off against Freddy’s mind-bending terror. Its citrusy flavor refreshes the senses, allowing you to relax into the surreal, nightmarish landscape while keeping the dread at bay.

Terpene Profile: Dominated by limonene for a burst of citrus and mood elevation, Lemon Wafers is rounded out by caryophyllene, which provides a hint of spice and grounding relief from anxiety. These terpenes help you stay cool as the terror of Elm Street unfolds.

3. "Scream"

Paired with: Trop Walker

When you hear that infamous voice on the phone, you know things are about to get wild. "Scream" is a rollercoaster of slasher thrills, and to keep up with the fast pace and plot twists, reach for Trop Walker. This potent hybrid ensures that you stay sharp and alert, just like Sidney Prescott, ready for every unexpected moment. The blend of cerebral focus and physical relaxation keeps you in the action, never missing a beat as Ghostface strikes again.

Terpene Profile: High in terpinolene and humulene, Trop Walker’s terpene profile is invigorating and spicy. Terpinolene is known for its energizing and uplifting qualities, while humulene gives off a calming, woody aroma. Together, they create the perfect balance of sharp focus and relaxation, ideal for the suspense of a slasher flick.

4. "Halloween"

Paired with: Ugly Stepsister

When Michael Myers starts his relentless stalking, you’ll need something to help you unwind but still stay present for all the chaos. Ugly Stepsister, with its sweet and mellow effects, is the perfect strain to settle in with while watching the slow-burn terror of "Halloween". The strain offers a sense of calm and relaxation that makes watching the masked killer's pursuit a little less terrifying. It’s just what you need to enjoy the suspense while keeping your cool.

Terpene Profile: With its high levels of linalool and myrcene, Ugly Stepsister provides a sweet floral aroma with relaxing properties. Linalool is known for its calming effects, reducing anxiety and stress, while myrcene enhances relaxation, making this strain perfect for a slow-burn horror like "Halloween."

5. "The Shining"

Paired with: Durban Poison

“The Shining” takes you through the eerie, isolated halls of the Overlook Hotel, where madness lurks behind every corner. To navigate the psychological twists and atmospheric horror, pair this classic with Durban Poison, a sharp and energetic sativa. Known for its ability to heighten focus and boost creativity, this strain will keep your mind active and senses on high alert, just like Jack Torrance’s descent into madness. As the tension builds, you’ll be engaged, alert, and ready for every unsettling moment.

Terpene Profile: Terpinolene and pinene dominate Durban Poison’s profile, offering a refreshing, piney aroma with hints of citrus. Terpinolene is uplifting and stimulating, while pinene helps enhance mental clarity and focus—perfect for the labyrinthine twists of "The Shining."

These strain and movie pairings are sure to heighten your horror movie experience, allowing you to enjoy both the thrills and chills in a way that’s uniquely tailored to the vibe of each film. Whether you’re bracing for a jump scare or getting lost in a psychological thriller, there’s a strain here to elevate the experience. So next time you hit play on a horror classic, don’t forget to pair it with the perfect strain for the ultimate spooky sesh.

Bonus Tip: If you're hosting a horror movie marathon with friends, consider setting up a "strain and scream" station where everyone can pick a strain to match the film lineup. Just remember to take it slow and enjoy the ride—there's no need to be as reckless as the characters in a slasher flick!

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karahalloway · 2 years ago

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He paced nervously outside the entrance to the hedge maze, unsure if she would show. A million things could interfere with her ability, and her desire, to sneak out of the palace.

I love the AU take on this scene! Also the reference to Liam's line from canon about having to climb down the wall!

“Then I’m glad I didn’t. If you had figured out who I was, then what happened between us might not have happened.” He shot a sidelong glance at her, her expression confirming his statement.

He tried to formulate the right words to explain it to her, “That’s because those other things, Texas, the military, they feel more real in a lot of ways than all…this. More meaningful.”

🥰 Beacuse you did them for yourself

“Plus, when women find out I’m Liam’s best friend, suddenly it’s not about me anymore, it’s about getting an introduction to Liam or Leo.”

Also true... 😓

He shifted on the bench to face her, taking her hand in his, “I absolutely have done stuff like that….like, a lot. In fact, my relationship history consists almost entirely of one night stands.”

Hahaha so elquoent, Walker! 🤣

“Let me finish, please. I can’t explain what happened between us last night, but it wasn’t the same, at all! I felt a connection to you that I’ve never felt before. I know it sounds crazy, but when you touched me, something inside me….I…..shit, I don’t even know how to explain it. It sounds crazy, even to me.” He let go of her hand and leaned back, thudding back a little too hard causing the rough stone of the bench to feel abrasive even through his shirt.

“I felt it too.” She whispered.

“So, what do we do now?” She asked.

“I….don’t know.” He sighed, resting his forehead against hers, “Do you want to run away together? My bike is out front.”

Yes! GO! I know they don't (not yet anyway), but still...

He shrugged, “I don’t know, but I feel it too. It’s almost like we’ve fallen in love before, a million different times, in a million different ways, in a million different stories.”

“I guess one kiss couldn’t hurt.” Her tongue darted out to moisten her lips. “But no sex, we agreed, right?”

“No sex.” He confirmed, capturing her in his embrace and engulfing her body in fire.

I have a feeling that's about to go out the window... not just because of the lemons at the start of the chapter 😅

“Oh!” She gasped against his lips, “But we said we shouldn’t-“

“We’re not.” He murmured in reply, his lips still touching hers. He resumed his merciless assault on her mouth.

Oh, sly, Walker... sly...

He leaned his forehead against hers as his fingers began tracing soft circles around her clit. “Look at me.” He told her.

She lifted her eyes to find his boring into her, his gaze ardent, fervent, and impassioned, as his fingers continued to swirl over her, “Cum for me, baby.” He ordered.

asdkjhasdkjhd Everytime he takes control and issues orders like that is just...

She had thought that cumming on demand only happened in books or porn videos, but when that deep voice of his commanded her, when she heard the strain of desire in his voice, while staring into the deep burnished copper depths of his eyes, his pupils lust blown, she lost control of her own body.

Accurate 😇

“Good girl.” He murmured into her hair before kissing the top of her head.

Dunno why, but this one line from Drake has all sorts of sexual undertones (which is why I use it as well 😇)

She unclenched her teeth as she inhaled deeply, committing his scent to memory. “Jesus, Drake, that was….fuck.”

A satisfied smirk spread across his face, “Good. You won’t forget me.”

hahaha lol! cocksure bastard 😆

By the time they parted ways, he knew it was all over for him. She was it. If love at first sight was a real thing, then he was pretty damn sure they’d found it. He just had no idea what they were going to do about it.

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEXXXTTT!

Also love the song you chose for this chapter!! ❤️

Star Crossed Chapter 7: Into the Maze

Series: Star Crossed

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Riley x Drake

Rating: NSFW

Warnings: Language and Lemons 🍋🍋🍋

Song Inspiration: Hold On To The Nights by Richard Marx

Word Count: 3,179

A/N: I have been made aware that @DCBBW has also given her Riley Brooks the middle name Renee. It is entirely possible that the name Riley Renee Brooks was kicking around in my subconscious because I have read her work. She and I have discussed this, and I offered to change my Riley’s middle name, but she graciously told me she was fine with it. (Side note: this was not the original middle name I had chosen for her, but once I had her give Drake the name Ren, I had to retcon her middle name to fit.)

A/N 2: There is a line in here that is a nod to the one-shot "Between Friends" by @harleybeaumont. You'll know it when you see it (it's at the end of the NSFW bit.) Thank you @harleybeaumont for letting me use your line!

My other stuff: Master List.

He paced nervously outside the entrance to the hedge maze, unsure if she would show. A million things could interfere with her ability, and her desire, to sneak out of the palace.

He raked a hand through his hair as he asked himself for the four hundredth time what the hell he was even doing. She was married. To his best friend. He was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn’t hear her approaching.

“Drake?”

He spun at the sound of her voice, “You came!”

“You sound surprised.”

He was surprised and elated and terrified all at the same time. He instantly decided his reaction was ridiculous considering they’d known each for barely twenty-four hours, so he covered with humor, “You didn’t have to climb down a wall, did you?”

“No.” She said with a soft smile. “Nothing as dramatic as that. Not this time.”

“I should have thought of that…you don’t really know your way around yet. It would have been easier for me to come to you. Which room are you in?”

“The big one next to Liam’s.”

“Of course. That makes sense. I’m right down the hall from you. That would have been easier, maybe. I’m sorry I asked you to sneak out.”

“It’s ok, really. I like it out here in the gardens.”

“Yeah…” His eyes took in the surroundings, then he tilted his head toward the entrance to the maze, “Why don’t we get out of sight?”

“Oh!” She visibly startled, “That’s probably a good idea!”

“I’m sorry,” She said as they stepped into the topiary, “I’m not used to having to sneak around.”

“It’s ok. Neither am I.” He admitted, guilt swirling in his stomach. He should tell Liam.

“You sure you know your way around in here?” She asked as she glanced around at the literal maze he was leading her through.

“Like the back of my hand. I grew up at the palace, we used to play maze tag in here.” He assured her, taking her hand so she didn’t stumble in the darkness.

“We?” She took his hand and moved closer to him.

“Yeah, me and my sister Savannah, Leo, Liam and Olivia. And sometimes the Beaumont brothers when they were visiting.”

“Wow, so you really did grow up here, with Liam?”

“Yep.”

“You didn’t mention any of that last night. If you had, I would have figured out who you were.”

“Then I’m glad I didn’t. If you had figured out who I was, then what happened between us might not have happened.” He shot a sidelong glance at her, her expression confirming his statement.

They walked in silence for a moment, then she asked, “Why didn’t you mention it though? Seems like a huge part of your life to leave out.”

He tried to formulate the right words to explain it to her, “That’s because those other things, Texas, the military, they feel more real in a lot of ways than all…this. More meaningful.”

“That makes sense, actually.”

“Plus, when women find out I’m Liam’s best friend, suddenly it’s not about me anymore, it’s about getting an introduction to Liam or Leo.”

“Oh, that’s terrible!” She gave his hand a little squeeze before another thought occurred to her, “Did you think I would be like that?“

He shrugged, “There’s a lot of precedence.”

Her reply died on her lips as they entered an open area near the center of the maze that contained a wishing well. It was beautiful, draped in twinkling starlight, all the shrubs in the clearing were in bloom and the cobblestones glistened in the moonlight. The well at the center was made of stone and mortar, dotted with smaller, more colorful stones, shimmering in the dim light of the clearing.

He guided her past that to a stone bench and released her hand, gesturing for her to take a seat, “I thought we could sit here and talk, if that’s ok. No one comes in here at night.”

“This is fine, thank you.” She said as she sat.

He sat next to her, “Uh…you sure you won’t be missed? I mean it is your wedding night and….um….” He trailed off unsure how to complete that sentence.

She flushed as the implications sunk in. She shook her head emphatically, “No, no. We haven’t…I don’t want to….not yet…maybe ever…I mean, we don’t know each other, really. Not that I knew you when we….I mean, I felt like I did, somehow, but…. I know Liam is my husband now and it’s to be expected, eventually…. but I don’t want to think about that, not right now, not while I’m sitting here with you…..”

She dropped her head into her hands, face beet red, “Oh my God, I want to die right now. That was mortifying. I’m sorry.”

“Hey!” He reached for her hands and lowered them from her face, “It’s ok. I know what you meant. I know this is an….unusual situation-“

“I just don’t want you to think I’m the type of woman to have casual sex the night before my wedding, even though that’s exactly what I did…” She turned her head away.

“That’s not what I think at all.” He said quietly.

“It’s not? But-“

“Ren…Riley, look at me, please.”

She turned her head back and lifted her eyes to him in question.

“You can tell me I’m crazy, if you want, but I don’t think anything about last night was casual. At least it wasn’t to me.”

“It wasn’t?”

He shook his head, “No.”

“So, you’ve never….”

“Well…I didn’t say that!” He blew out a loud sigh as he raked a hand through his hair, “I want to be honest with you, Riley.”

“Okay…”

“Oh! I-“ She tried to pull her hand back, but he tightened his grip on it, pulling her a little closer in the process.

“I felt it too.” She whispered.

His head snapped around in surprise, she had said it so quietly, he wasn’t one hundred percent sure he hadn’t imagined it. “Really?” He held his breath as he waited for her reply.

She nodded, “Yeah. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have….you know. I mean, I still shouldn’t have, but-”

He sat upright, turning back toward her, “I don’t regret it. Do you?”

“No. I told you last night that I didn’t.”

“But you said that you should.”

“Yeah, well, I mean, for obvious reasons.”

“Right. Married. To my best friend.” He turned his body away from her again. The cruel irony of it all.

She bit into her bottom lip in an effort to not cry. She wasn’t going to cry. He was sitting right there and all she wanted to do was reach out and touch him, kiss him, feel his arms around her again. But she couldn’t. How could she? She might not feel any emotional attachment to Liam or particular loyalty to him, not of the romantic variety anyway, but he was Drake’s best friend. If Drake and Liam had been strangers to each other, maybe she could have seen her way clear to just have the affair. It wasn’t unheard of, after all. It was rather tolerated, especially among royal couples, wasn’t it? Almost expected, even.

But she could see the very real struggle he was fighting with himself. It was right there, clear as day, telegraphed across his face when he’d said that last sentence, when he’d pulled away from her. He felt loyalty to Liam, he felt guilty, and how could she let herself be the cause of that?

She looked down at her hands in her lap and whispered, “I’m sorry.”

He spun back toward her with a blink, “Why? For what?”

“For putting you in this position…”

“Hey.” He scooted closer and cupped her face in his hand, “You didn’t, ok? You didn’t know who I was, what I was to Liam. And if you had, you wouldn’t have done it. So, I’m glad you didn’t know. Because I meant what I said, I don’t regret it. At all. I can’t explain what happened between us last night. I’ve never felt a connection like that to anyone before but it’s there now and I don’t think it’s going away.”

“So, what do we do now?” She asked.

“I….don’t know.” He sighed, resting his forehead against hers, “Do you want to run away together? My bike is out front.”

The tension broke as she snorted out a surprised laugh. “I know you’re joking but you really shouldn’t tempt me. You have no idea how appealing that idea is.”

“Oh, yeah, I think I do.” He answered.

“I just…I don’t want to cause problems between you and Liam.”

“You’re not.” His own feelings and actions were to blame, not her.

“Well, if you’re sure about that….”

“What?”

“Do you…maybe want to….you know…kiss me again?”

A soft laugh erupted from him as he scooted even closer and gathered her in his arms, “Do I want to kiss you again? What kind of question is that? It’s all I’ve wanted to do since I dropped you off last night!”

“Except you didn’t drop me off, did you? You just brought me back here, where you were also going.”

“I guess that’s accurate.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that last night?”

“Because you seemed determined to get away from me at the time. And because I wanted to surprise you when I found you tonight but, ah….well, I guess you really turned the tables on that one because I’ve never been more surprised in my life!”

“Shit!” Her hand flew to her mouth, suppressing the giggle that threatened right along next to the tears that threatened. “That’s the most I don’t know whether to laugh or cry statement I’ve ever heard in my life!”

“Hey.” He placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head back, “I didn’t mean to make you sad.”

“I know that.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because I feel like I know you…which is silly, isn’t it?”

“I don’t think it’s silly.” He answered.

She looked at him in wonder as she asked, “How is it possible to feel like I’ve known you forever when we just met?”

He shrugged, “I don’t know, but I feel it too. It’s almost like we’ve fallen in love before, a million different times, in a million different ways, in a million different stories.”

“Wouldn’t that be something? Parallel universes, or multiple lifetimes maybe?”

“Or characters in a story, millions of different stories!”

“Well now you’re being ridiculous.” She laughed.

They sat in a comfortable silence for a while, his arm around her, her head on his shoulder. Neither one mentioning that the L word had just been thrown around. A thought occurred to her, “Last night you said you might reenlist. Is that still something you’re thinking about doing?”

She wanted him to stay. She shouldn’t want it, and he definitely shouldn’t do it. But she did want it. Desperately. More than she’d ever wanted anything.

He considered that thoughtfully before replying, “I have three months to decide. I was going to reup, then last night happened and I threw that idea out the window. But now….”

“But now?”

He ran a hand down his face with a sigh, “Now I don’t know. I guess a lot depends on what’s happening here, with us. Are you…will there be a honeymoon? How long will you be gone?”

He had a million other questions he wanted to ask but was afraid to. He assumed sex would be happening on the honeymoon even if it didn’t before. Producing heirs for the throne was a clear objective of any royal marriage. Could he let his best friend consummate his marriage without knowing the truth? Was there anyway she could get out of it before that happened? Did she even want to? Those were burning questions whose answers terrified him, so he’d settled for the easiest one.

“The honeymoon is scheduled for two months from now. It had to be fit in around royal business you know. We’ll only be gone for a week.”

They sat with the weight of what that meant between them for a moment. Finally, Drake asked, “Don’t you think we should tell him?”

“I…don’t know. What would we tell him, exactly?”

“I don’t know. I mean, what exactly is happening here? Are we having an affair or was last night a one time thing?” He knew what he wanted, but he understood if she didn’t want to risk her new marriage. Was there even anything to tell? Maybe he should just reenlist and get the hell out of their way.

As if reading his mind, she responded, “If I’m going to risk my marriage, such as it is, it should be for more than sex. But…It’s only been twenty four hours since we met, how can we be sure-“

In her heart, she was sure, but her head had always had a habit of getting in the way of her own happiness and logic dictated that she at least try and be sensible about this before she threw the newly forged alliance between their counties out the window. It wasn’t just about her after all, or even Liam. It wasn’t even about just Cordonia and Monterisso, It was about the very delicate balance of power in the entire region. Lives could be at risk, countries teetering on the brink of war were at issue, carefully negotiated treaties, fragile alliances, precarious cease fires all hung in the balance. She shouldn’t even be considering this.

“Ok, yeah, I see where you’re going with that.” He nodded solemnly. He already knew, but if she needed time to figure it out then they’d take the time. “We should get to know each other first, on a personal level, make sure all these feelings aren’t just from crazy, amazing sex or that we don’t have some basic incompatibility that we haven’t found yet.”

“And we probably shouldn’t have sex while we’re doing it.” She said, “It will just cloud the issue.”

“Absolutely. No sex.” He agreed. “But you did ask if I wanted to kiss you, and I said yes.”

“I guess one kiss couldn’t hurt.” Her tongue darted out to moisten her lips. “But no sex, we agreed, right?”

“No sex.” He confirmed, capturing her in his embrace and engulfing her body in fire.

The kiss started slow and tender but quickly built in intensity, his lips becoming more demanding, their tongues thrusting harder into each other’s mouth, a soft moan escaped her as she ran her hands across his chest.

As his lips devoured hers, one hand trailed down her body, stopping to caress a breast that was straining against the silky fabric of the sheath dress she had changed into for the reception before continuing on its way to her knee, where it slid upwards again, pushing the hem of her dress up as it slid underneath.

“Oh!” She gasped against his lips, “But we said we shouldn’t-“

“We’re not.” He murmured in reply, his lips still touching hers. He resumed his merciless assault on her mouth.

His fingers glided across the thin material of her white lace panties. He took his time, stroking his fingers slowly back and forth between her legs, playing with her as his lips trailed fire across her neck, lightly, gently pushing her desire higher and higher.

“How the fuck are you so wet?” He groaned.

She shuddered as his fingers pushed under her panties and found their way inside her. Her breathing became labored, her chest heaved with passion, and she bit softly into his shoulder to muffle her moans of pleasure.

He leaned his forehead against hers as his fingers began tracing soft circles around her clit. “Look at me.” He told her.

She lifted her eyes to find his boring into her, his gaze ardent, fervent, and impassioned, as his fingers continued to swirl over her, “Cum for me, baby.” He ordered.

She pitched forward, bucking up into his hand as her teeth found his shoulder again, this time digging in hard as she cried out in ecstasy, her release flooding her senses. She stayed there, and he held her tight against his body, as the orgasm pulsed through her.

“Good girl.” He murmured into her hair before kissing the top of her head.

She unclenched her teeth as she inhaled deeply, committing his scent to memory. “Jesus, Drake, that was….fuck.”

A satisfied smirk spread across his face, “Good. You won’t forget me.”

“Yeah, I don’t think I could forget you if I tried. But, I was the only one that got something out of that, I should-“

“No!” He grasped her hand before she could get it near his pants, “Trust me, I got something out of it and as for the rest, believe me, I’ll be taking care of that later tonight, when I’m alone. I won’t be able to sleep until I do.”

“But I could just-“

“No. We said no sex. That was just…a hand job between friends. I wanted to do something just for you. Just let me have it, ok?”

She shook her head, “You’re not like any man I’ve ever met, Drake Walker.”

He scoffed, “I’m just like every man you’ve ever met. The only thing that makes me different is these feelings you inspire in me. That’s all you, baby.”

“I sincerely doubt that. You are different, Drake.” She told him as she snuggled deeper into his embrace with a sigh. His arms instinctively tightened around her as her head rested on his chest. They stayed like that for a long time, watching the stars and talking into the wee hours of the morning.

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tinkeringwithcannabis · 5 years ago

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The First 90 Minutes Episode 31

Strain: Lemon Walker

Company: Sira Naturals

Location: Somerville, Ma

Cannabis Connoisseur: Shanae

Website: www.siranaturals.org

Hello again to all my cannabis loving and canna-curious friends, and welcome back to another episode of The First 90 Minutes! Today we will be toking and talking about a badass bud that is the product of Lemon Skunk and Skywalker Kush, Lemon Walker. This citrus and lemony strain has THC levels measuring up to 26.5% and is reported to have uplifting, happy, energetic, relaxing, and euphoric effects. Patients have reported relief from depression, pain, insomnia, muscle spasms, and stress when using this strain. The potential negatives associated with this bud are dry mouth, dizziness, heachache, and paranoia. I chose this strain today because I have been feeling very anxious and irritable due to severe tremor onsets and complications due to my seizure medication changes. I have experienced lack of appetite, constant nausea, and ongoing bouts of feeling like I am going to have a seizure, which has made it difficult to function on many levels. I am hoping that this strain will help to relieve the poor mood I am in, and that the relaxation will help to relieve some of the tremors and decrease the stress and irritability I am experiencing. So without further ado, let’s sit back, light up, and toke and talk about the first 90 minutes!

Today I will be medicating via three hits from a joint. Opening up the container, I get an initial strong skunky smell followed by the scent of lemons. Upon performing the taste test, I get a bit of a skunky lemon flavor, but the lemon stands out and there are undertones of citrus that slide across your tongue. Starting my medication session at 6:50 pm, this bud hits very smooth. I am not feeling any noticeable effects right off. At 7:00 pm, I am experiencing some relief from my anxiety and stress. My body seems to be relaxing, and my mood is calming, and even lifting up to happy. I am not feeling any relief from my tremors as of yet, but I am experiencing some cerebral tingling, which seems to be starting to travel down into my body. With a special check-in note at 7:10 pm, the tremors are easing up significantly as the tingling moves down my body. My face feels very relaxed and my body feels like it is almost in a “floaty” state, where the muscles barely have to work for me to move.

At 7:20 pm, my mood has drastically improved to happy and calm. I am experiencing a strong cerebral buzz that has my anxiety almost completely gone and my mind feeling floaty and free. My frustration and stress have pretty much completely subsided, and my body feels unbelievably relaxed. The tremors continue to decrease to a state where I can actually pick things up without feeling like I will drop them or knock them over. At 7:50 pm, the tremors continue to decrease, and my anxiety has completely subsided. My body feels very relaxed, but I am experiencing a lot of cerebral fogginess and some dizziness, along with some couch lock and dry eye. I feel like I am off in my own little world, completely immune to stress or anxiety. In a place where stress cannot reach me. My mood is extremely happy and I feel very calm. Rounding the corner to our 90 minute mark at 8:20 pm, I can feel the effects beginning to mellow out. The high is shifting into a clear-headed, yet calm state. I still feel stress free, but the tremors are starting to increase slightly. The anxiety remains at bay, but the dry eye is still going strong. Although my body still feels relaxed, I can feel some of the tension returning to my muscles. My mood is still very happy, but I can feel the calm demeanor starting to fade slightly as things continued to wind down.

Ok, so normally I would jump right into my final thoughts here, but I want to talk a little bit about my continuation with this strain after this medication session. I decided to use this strain for the remainder of the evening, taking 2 hits every hour until I went to bed. I was able to keep the anxiety very low, and the tremors remained improved by about 80%. I have been struggling with issues of cognitive impairment due to the neurological issues I have been dealing with and the medication changes I have been undergoing, and the next morning both the tremors and cognitive impairment were minimal to the days prior and the days following, in which I did not use this strain. This being said, I have to say that I would highly recommend this strain, and I would really like to see this in a vape form. For me, I would preferably like this in a terp sauce cartridge, but even a PAX Era pod would be awesome. Despite the dry eye throughout the effects, and the dizziness experienced earlier on, I would still use this strain to relieve the tremors and help manage my symptoms around the medication changes. This strain not only provided the mental relief I needed, but also the physical relief I needed as well, to be able to relax and rest rather than stress and become increasingly more frustrated and depressed at the inability to control the symptoms I have been struggling with daily. I would not say that this is a good strain for when you have things to do, but it is the perfect product for right before bed and/or for evenings in where you don’t need a large amount of focus or motivation. Generally, when a strain causes a strong negative, it usually causes me to rate it below a 5 star rating, but this strain is the exception. The dry eye is a small price to pay for the mind and bodily relief I experienced with this strain. Therefore, I give this product 5 stars, and I ask you Sira, please consider producing this amazing product in a terp sauce or PAX pod cartridge form, because you hit the nail on the head with this bud!

You can purchase this product at:

Sira Naturals:

Cambridge, Ma- Medical Only

Somerville, Ma – Medical Only

Needham, Ma – Medical & by appointment only

Well my friends, we have reached the end of this review. Thank you for joining me and please stay tuned for more product reviews!!

Disclaimer:

****Please remember, this blog is an account of my personal experience with this product and/or company. Not everyone has the same experience with every product, and that is okay. I always recommend starting out low and slow with one or two hits to see if that is enough, and you can always increase your dose from there!****

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faeriexqueen · 2 years ago

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Like a Flame (Updated: 8/26/2022)

Title: Like a Flame. Fandom: D. Gray-Man. Pairings: Lavi Bookman/Allen Walker. Rated: Explicit. Words: 21.7K+. Tags: Omegaverse, Renaissance, Medieval, Slow Burn, Romeo and Juliet References, Romeo and Juliet AU, Thieves, Lemon, Beta!Lavi, Omega!Allen (Please see AO3 for full list of tags and warnings). Chapters: 3/3. Summary: It was an easy enough task Bookman had given him: go to the cathedral, recover a manuscript. Something small to break the tedious work of scroll keeping that Lavi so diligently dedicated himself to. But, a wayward thief and noble have other plans. (Romeo and Juliet/Omegaverse AU). Chapter 3 Excerpt:

He held his breath, waiting as he eyed the door. Lavi didn’t move once as he listened for any signs of Allen being on the other side, whether it be the soft shuffling of footsteps or something else. But, he heard nothing. Lavi frowned. Despite his efforts to remain collected, his worry simmered like an untreated wound, festering unpleasantly and gnawing at him from the inside out. Sucking in a breath, Lavi raised his fist to knock again— He knocked straight into air, the door opening suddenly. Lavi stilled as he immediately came face-to-face with Allen. Allen blinked. He looked caught off guard, lips parted slightly as he started back at Lavi in surprise. “Lavi?” Lavi snapped out of his frozen state. He tried to speak, words somewhat strained. “I, uh—" “What are you doing here?” Allen asked, genuinely bewildered.

Read on AO3.

#dgm #dgrayman #lavi bookman #allen walker #laven #d gray man #fanfiction #update #writing update #omegaverse #romeo and juliet au #lemon

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ghostly-shenanigans-in-progress · 3 years ago

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BNHA X DP Crossover HCs

After the long wait and finals, here are my ideas for all the quirks/occupations and other concepts I devised for the DP characters in the BNHA universe. This was just for fun and for inspiration towards others interested in this crossover au in general.

Tagging the people that were looking forward to this post based on the replies: @qoinq-qhost, @floralflowerpower, @tgfangirl4eva @goodfish-bowl, @whitehairglowinggreeneyedcrush and more.

Anyways, happy reading, folks!

Mr. Lancer

Hero name: Mr. Scholastic

Quirk: Bookworm

Involves his iconic usage of literature titles & quotes for swears to become abilities corresponding to the novel’s contents/themes. Course, he is limited to only books he has read and can quote accurately. Additionally, his voice gets very raspy past two or three quotes as well.

Occupation: Homeroom Teacher for Class 1- A; He’s very dedicated to his new students and teaching the fundamentals of being a pro hero and more! Course, I don’t think his chamomile tea with a wedge of lemon is enough to help him relax from his students (*cough* Danny, Tucker and Poindexter) from their antics at times.

Danny

Hero name: Phantom

Quirk: Ghost core (Ok, @coffeecakecafe had the best name for this one gotta give credit here)

Able to do anything a ghost is perceived to do. Go through walls, disappear and fly. This is a one of a kind quirk as it was obtained from Danny’s old quirk being altered by a machine his parents made that would repurpose/alter an individual’s quirk based on their past family members' own metahuman genetics.

Danny is doing his best and trying to understand his new quirk without causing too much attention to himself while doing so but it seems like its been doing the opposite as of late. Thankfully, he won’t be doing it alone with all his classmates around to help him!

Sam

Hero Name: Black Dahlia

Quirk: Overgrown

Able to create any plant that she knows the biological makeup and content of in almost any environment. However, it is important for her to drink lots of nutrient rich water and take in enough sun if she plans to create larger versions of these plants.

Tucker

Hero name: Tech Master

Quirk: Tech Core

Located on his chest/heart area is a special energy core capable of powering electronics at a rate faster than anything made-man could ever hope to achieve. As a kid, Tucker would tinker away in his family’s garage on a suit that would harness his power to the fullest extent and lead a new era of support tech in the hero world.

Valerie

Hero name: Red Huntress

Quirk: Electromagnetism (Someone I’ve been trying to find their post on my blog had posted this idea and I fell in love with it ever since)

She’s like Static Shock but with a dash of magenta/ruby lasers she can create through focusing her electromagnetism through her finger tips. She is an expert with her quirk and has the best handle of her quirk than most of her peers. She is the most frequent visitor in the support equipment workshop next to Tucker, Poindexter and Danny. It’s how she built the hoverboard she has in the show that utilizes her electromagnetic abilities for both offensive and defensive maneuvers. (Also, I enjoy the idea that Bullet is Val’s uncle on her mom’s side and is her biggest supporter alongside her dad, Damien Gray).

Jazz

Quirk: Serenity

Helps calm individuals and give them a sense of safety/security when they’re around her in a 10 feet radius. Though, anyone out of range cannot be affected by her quirk and she needs to be conscious in order to use it.

She planned on becoming a pro hero but felt her powers were best suited for her dream profession as a psychologist. She has used her quirk a lot when Danny was overwhelmed with his studies prior to UA. Course, a phone call and sibling chat over the phone certainly does the job for Danny now when it comes to preparing material for exams. (Course, its up to you guys to decide)

Dash

Hero name: Rager

Quirk: Strength Magnification

Improves his physique and stamina by a large percentage for a set amount of time. Needs to be careful of how much/long he magnifies his body or else his body will become immensely sore.

Kwan

Hero name: Rallier

Quirk: Team Rally (50/50)

Able to duplicate himself 3-4 times while being able to power-up allies’ quirks or stamina with a rally chant to help the team. The more duplicates there are the rally effect multiplies/stacks on the individual but it can lead to dangerous outcomes for their quirk output.

Kwan is the class representative for 1-A, he’s the best at the job and was more than thrilled to be the one leading his class in more ways than one.

Paulina

Hero name: Enchantress

Quirk: Charm

If the opponent is flustered by her taunts or flirting, their vision will become altered and start seeing things that are not there. It works better on men than women and the opponent can snap out of it with enough willpower or if they’re not interested in her.

Star

Hero name: Ms. Meteorite

Quirk: Comet

Similar to Gran Torino’s Jet quirk except faster and she can create an explosive impact on where she lands. Similar to a meteorite landing on earth, she also learns to use this as a long distance move by punching fast enough as she descends to create wind pressure punches.

Poindexter

Hero name: Tex (like in Tex Avery; Danny gave him the idea!)

Quirk: Slapstick

His appearance is black and white just like an old timey cartoon character as well as having the durability and cartoon powers of one. However, his quirk can only work as long as what he does with it is funny in the circumstance it’s used for. Sort of like “Who Framed Roger Rabbit” rules in a sense.

Sidney is part of Class 1-A just saying, I don’t care, this is Poindexter’s time to shine here to be the coolest/funniest person in the class. Also, Tucker’s most loyal friend/tester for new support items.

Wes Weston

Hero name: Vigilance

Quirk: Deduction

He is able to deduct people’s identities to flaws/weak points for him to use against them and exploit against problems.

Class 1-B Representative and the most annoying/terrifying person that Danny has dealt with in his life. He was able to figure out that Danny’s quirk is not his own or more so that it's not natural and takes every opportunity to state this regardless if anyone is listening or not.

Amber Mclain

Hero Name: Ember

Quirk: Fiery voice (50/50)

Her quirk uses the vibrations in her sining voice to conduct intense heat waves onto opponents or utilize to rumble the structures around here and even put out the flames from her quirk. Its like a combination of Present Mic and Endevours quirk but it leaves her with a strained or inflamed vocal cords with overuse.

Third year student or an upcoming rock star that has certainly gain huge popularity after her song “Remember” was a nationwide hit amongst the younger generation. She’s striving to be the top hero while making her next hit to become the 1# song on the listings.

Dani

Hero name: Phantwo (lol jk; unsure what her name would be)

Quirk: Poltergeist

Similar to Danny’s quirk “Ghost”, except she has the additional ability to melt herself to a slimy puddle and use her ectoplasmic slime to trap or surprise opponents.

Clockwork

Hero Name: Clockwork

Quirk: Time Keeper

Clockwork’s quirk allows him to stop time for 5 to 15 minutes and be able to rewind it in the same amount of time. It can be one to multiple objects as long as he touches them in order to interact with them.

Principle of UA in this au. He’s quite a reserved man but still manages to visit and congregate with students throughout the school during lunch period.

Flynn Fenton/Flynn Walker

Hero Name: The Green Knight

Quirk: Mineralization

His quirk allows him to manipulate the minerals and inorganic materials in the atmosphere to create into crystalized constructs that are almost stronger than diamond. Luckily, the crystals have no value so he doesn’t have to worry about that aspect of his quirk. He does have to worry about his skin becoming dried out as a result of his quirk usage.

Flynn is a third year student that loves to check up on his cousin, Danny, any chance he gets bc of the amount of work he does with his internships.

James Walker (or James W. Hausermann)

Hero name: Warden Wraith

Quirk: Plasma Apparatus

His quirk ionizes the electrolytes in the blood system into plasma. His entire body is composed of plasma giving him his skeletal appearance. He can create plasma chains, teleport from point A to B and more as long as he focuses and has enough energy at use. Course, he can have minor to severe dehydration and imbalance in his electrolyte levels from overuse.

Occupation: CEO of an infrastructure security company/Provisional License Examiner just like Gang Orca.The ghost prison guards become his backup/helpers for the exam phases. (They’re just trained stuntmen with combat or military experience for the occasion).

Also, I like to think Walker has kids in this au who are in the Class 1-A group; they’re not hard to spot they take after their father with their skeletal complexion.

Skulker

Villain name: Quirk Hunter

Quirk: Tracker

The moment Skulker makes eye contact with his target he will be able to hunt them down and find them anywhere no matter how good they are at covering their tracks. He can lock on to only one target, but he will be able to know their heart beat, quirk, be able to place a tracking/scent line that only he can see and will lead him to his target’s location. It lasts for over a day or a half.

Occupation: Skulker is known for capturing, info-detailing or “retiring” newcomer pros or specific quirk users for his clients that pay him handsomely for their targets, dead or alive. Thanks to Vlad, Danny was strictly intended to be captured alive by Skulker but sometimes he gets too thrilled by the hunt to not have a memento. Trust me, it's more of a dangerous

Nicolai Technus

Villain Name: Technus

Quirk: Technopathy

A genius in his own right, even if he’s a little crazy, with the best ability possible for a man of science and innovation. As long as he knows the makeup and attributes of the machine, Technus is able to completely repurpose or change a machine’s qualities for offensive and defensive qualities. Whenever that be for a mech suit or hacking a high tech system for entry, he’s able to do it as long as he knows what it is and how it functions. An example is repurposing a slot machine into a submachine gun that shoots coins at the target.

Vlad Masters

Name: Vlad Plasmius

Quirk: Vampire

Can do anything a vampire can supposedly do. However, he was able to manifest an additional aspect of this quirk which is the ability to copy any quirk users ability. Based on the type of blood he ingests decides the amount of time he can use the copied quirk for.

Occupation: CEO of his own hero firm, he is extremely selective with the interns he has that there is a major waitlist to be even consider for Masters Inc. Course, imagine the surprise Danny must of felt when he received an offer from Vlad right off the bat after the Sports festival.

Bruce Guiles (Bullet)

Hero Name: Bullet

Quirk: Sphyraena or Chimera Fish

Able to do anything a barracuda can do or the quirk is a 50/50 mutant quirk in which he has both the traits of a barracuda, Chimaeras and a touch of piranha from his parents being of one of these fish species hence Chimera. Bullet can do anything those fish can do overall but he can’t go too long without hydration from water. Water quality and its oxygen content also affect his abilities by a noticeable percentage but he still remains quite formidable as a quirk user.

Occupation: Captain of a coast guard team, he’s a strict military man with an amazing record of saving people from any disasters both on land and sea. Him and Walker are best buddies ever since they went to school together.

Vortex

Hero Name: Vortex

Quirk: Storm Warning

Vortex can utilize any variation of a natural disaster depending on the environment he’s in. Hurricanes, tornadoes, thunderstorms, you name it he can create it for his use. However, despite his amazing control over his quirk it is still possible for him to create these disasters if he lost control or magnify another pre-existing one if he loses focus.

Occupation: Storm-chaser/Forecaster; His control and knowledge in combating/predicting these natural disasters has led to him to be part of a storm chasing crew and they’re the best in helping disaster prevention teams evacuate citizens as a result.

Petra Eris

Hero name: Pandora

Quirk: Butterfly Effect

Can manipulate or prevent a chaotic event to happen if she was in proximity and present to prevent it to happen. Or even give a little chaos to the opponent to deal with during battle.

One of the top ten heroes and most beloved heroes in the country. She is the best strategist in any team and has a way to predict any event before they happen given the necessity of it for her quirk to work in her favor.

Johnny

Vigilante name: Johnny 13

Quirk: Unlucky

Johnny manifests his bad luck into a shadow that will latch onto opponents and cause unfortunate events to occur more for that individual as a result. However, the shadow cannot exist in complete sunlight; it can only remain if there are already shadows in his general area or it’s nighttime and its effects are strongest at that time obviously.

Occupation: Johnny is the leader of a biker gang or de-facto leader of said biker gang who loves to raise hell and helping folks that need saving whenever he’s around or is up to the task. Kitty tags along with him to help him out of jams and bc she loves him. :3

Kitty

Vigilante name: Kitty

Quirk: Lovesick

Kitty sends a smooch towards her opponent which if it makes contact causes the individual to have nausea or become disoriented for around 10 minutes. It can also have a chance of lasting longer if the individual was sort of infatuated with her regardless of gender.

Pariah Dark

Villain name: King Pariah

Quirk: Ultimate Adaptation

Similar to all for one except with the unpredictability for both the user and opponents. Pariah can manifest any type of quirk needed to defeat anyone that stands in his way both one-on-one and in groups. Course, drawbacks are the learning curve to some of the quirks and that multiple adaptions he utilizes at once will destroy his cells in the process.

Pariah is a former follower of all for one who had unique quirk that All for one augmented to help him succeed if both Shigaraki and Tomura failed in their own conquest for the world. But now Pariah has his own plans to succeed where they failed and become the leader who shapes a new world order with an iron fist.

Frederick Kingsmen

Villain/vigilante name: Fright Knight

Quirk: Burning Energy Infusion

Able to form/infuse objects with his own burning energy life force that is capable of burning or slicing through any in his sight. The sweat he gives off is what provides the material needed to ignite his unnatural flames despite it causing his body to overheat still.

Fright Knight is Pariah’s second-in-command with a loyalty to him as strong as his control over his power. Fright Knight has faced many pro-heros as he carried out the smaller phases of Pariah’s plans and most of them barely came close towards defeating or leaving as much as scratch on the knight.

Rodolfo Gonzalo

Hero name: Wulf

Quirk: Werewolf + Portal creation (50/50?)

Can do anything a werewolf can supposedly do; somehow it allows him to create portals with his claws to locations he has marked with them or visited in the past.

Wulf was abducted on by Pariah’s forces and sent into the Nomu labs for experimentation to force on another quirk and instill complete allegiance to their cause. Course, Wulf broke free as a result of that new additional quirk allowing him to escape their clutches and his previous one helping him survive the endeavor. However, he lost his memories in the process and could only remember his native language, Spanish, and his hero name Wulf.

Overgrown

Villain/vigilante Name: Overgrown

Quirk: Plant Manipulation

Can manipulate any pre-existing plant matter or create new vegetation if water and soil is present for the process or he understand the biological makeup of the plant in question.

Occupation: Pro-hero or eco-terrorist who is tired of humanity from abusing the environment from quirk battles to industries using the land for their own benefits and none others.

That’s all I have for now! I hope this was worth the wait, guys. As well as, inspire ideas for your takes with a DP x BNHA Crossover!

#danny phantom #DP x BHA crossover #dp x bha au #dp x bnha #phandom #danny fenton #sam manson #tucker foley #paulina sanchez #dp ember mclain #dp walker #dp bullet #dp kwan #dp mr. lancer #dp dash baxter #dp crossover #dp aus

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axwalker · 3 years ago

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CREEP: I’m a creep

HIGH SCHOOL AU

Pairing: Drake Walker and Lexie O’Brien -- Book TRR

A/N 1 This came up to me after I got an ask from @nestledonthaveone

I was listening to my iPod on my way home from work yesterday & Radiohead's Creep came on. One of my favorite songs, and I think the lyrics are great for an angsty Drake fic. It reminds me of him. Could you please write an angsty fic inspired by the song? I love how you write angst!!

I used to hear this song when I was a teenager, so when I read this ask, I immediately wanted to write something angsty but situated in high school.

This is part one of two.

I hope you enjoy it @nestledonthaveone 💕

A/N 2: Because they’re younger than usual, I decided to change my FC --just for this fic. I’m still picturing Michiel and Valerie when they’ll be older though.

A/N3: I’m participating in @wackydrabbles Prompt #105 It's definitely ... interesting.”

Thank you ladies!

WARNINGS: Parental abuse. Eventually some lemons. ALL MY FICS ARE 18+

Tags in the comments.

LEXIE

I’ve always loved sunsets. The entire sky is painted orange and pink, streaking with white light and many other colors; I can’t take my eyes away from it. Sunsets remind us that no matter what is happening in our lives, the sun will be out again tomorrow. It’s raw, beautiful, and comforts me—the thought of the sun watching over me. I sit on my porch, my knees against my chest. I’m wearing a white tank top and jean shorts to fight the intense heat that invades Cordonia in early September. I fix my eyes on the sky, wishing a miracle. Something that takes me away from my father and his new wife. Away from the pain of losing mom.

“What are you doing?” The voice is so resonant, deep, and rasping. Slowly, I sit up and look around, pushing my long, brown hair out of my eyes. I raise my head, and I see him. Drake Walker.

My breath catches, and I cross my arms over my breasts, knowing the thin material of my shirt isn’t keeping me remotely modest. What is he doing here? At this time, no less. I go to school with Drake. We’re both sophomores at Valtoria High School. He’s six foot two, with strong shoulders, and has a knowledge of life in his eyes that boys our age simply don’t possess. We have five classes together, and he sits through them like a statue, his chocolate eyes unreadable. Tall, dark, and angry. Handsome in a hard way that makes the other girls nervous when he walks down the hallways. Not me, though. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve stared at him from behind my locker door, breath trapped in my lungs, wondering what he’s thinking of behind his brooding eyes.

“I asked, what are you doing? This isn’t a safe place to be alone at night. You should get inside.”

“Inside is no safer.” Why would I say that? My first time talking with this boy, and I tell him my deepest secret? His eyes narrow at me.“I mean, there’s not a lot of crime in this part of Portavira.” That loosens the tension in his broad shoulders. “I’m looking at the sunset. I love it. It’s so beautiful and wild.” I bit my bottom lip noticing his eyes dip to catch the action.

“It’s definitely ... interesting,” he says, noncommittally. “There are things I like more.”

“Like what?” I ask.

He shrugs but looks back down at me, wrestling with something. He lifts a hand, brushing the very tip of his fingers down my cheekbone. “You,” he rasps.

Drake’s deep brown eyes look at me with something I’m only on the cusp of understanding. Is it…lust? His fingers move down my jaw, traveling slowly over the hollow of my throat to tease one of my tank top’s straps. “I like you. I can’t seem to stop…wanting. Wanting you to look at me. Wanting you…period. It’s why I sit behind you in all your classes, O’Brien. You don’t know that?” My knees start to tremble. I’ve always wondered how we end up in the same classes every single semester. He’s arranged for it to happen? He…likes me? That much? Say something, dork. Don’t act like it’s not mutual.

As if I haven’t lain my bed after school, when no one is at home and touched myself while thinking of Drake Walker. I must be doing a terrible job of keeping that secret to myself because Drake’s breath begins to grow shallow. “O’Brien.” He drops his forehead to mine, the pads of his thumb rubbing the soft skin of my neck. “Have you ever been kissed?”

I can’t talk, so I shake my head.

“Please,” he groans. “Let me.”

My head is spinning. “Let you what?”

“Kiss you. Finally.” His hands move to cradle my head, making me feel delicate, like something special. His minty breath is close to my ear, setting off an ache low in my belly. “I need to kiss you, O’Brien. I need it.” He leans down and kisses the corner of my lips in the most torturous, exquisite way. My heart is beating wildly in my chest when he puts his soft lips on mine for the first time. My first kiss is an amazing one. He bends his head, and his mouth finds mine with soft pressure. I thought he would be rough or impatient may be clumsy, but I didn’t expect the gentle way his lips caress mine. The way he coaxes my own lips apart before I’m even aware of it. My knees buckle, but he holds me firmly against him. He kisses me as if this wasn’t our first time but our last. It’s the most erotic moment of my life, but all too son Drake leaves my lips. I only feel urgency. Want so deep that it burns inside of me. It has existed between us all along, hasn’t it? Not one-sided. A yearning pull between two people, orbiting each other in the earthly, incongruous setting of school.

Drake opens his mouth to say something, but my name is shouted in the distance. From inside the house. With glittering eyes, Drake drops his hands to his side, though it obviously pains him to do so. He gives me a chaste kiss on my cheek. One second later, the back door of my house opens, revealing my father, his imposing frame backlit by the interior.

“Alexis!” I start to tremble; I try to speak, but I can’t. ““What are you doing out here this late?” There’s a tight smile in his voice. “Did you come out here to retrieve the handyman?” I do a double-take, noticing the strain forming around the corners of Drake’s mouth.

“Handyman?”

“Yes.” My father chuckles, coming forward to clap a hand down on Drake’s tense shoulder. “He’s here to repair a leak in the attic. Liam called you by the way.” Drake can’t look at me now, his gaze cast over my shoulder. Empty. A minute ago, we were equals. But my father’s words have called into focus one very important thing. I’m rich, and he’s very poor. It just didn’t matter. To me, it still doesn’t. But the economic divide between us is deepening by the second.

“Why don’t you get to it?” My father suggests to Drake, his tone hard. “Alexis has to study. She is going places.”

I down my gaze to the ground, humiliation burning up my throat. My father is an expert at belittling people, and he’s just done it to Drake. I want to say something to make it better, to defend Drake, but I know I’ll only be making it worse. I’ll have to wait until tomorrow to offer Drake an apology. At school. I’ll talk to him then.

“Yes, sir,” Drake responds stiffly, turning on his boots and stalking toward the house. Behind his back, my father reaches over and digs his thumb into my bicep until I double over, releasing a silent scream. He lets go a moment before Drake glances back over his shoulder, eyes hooded, and my expression is serene. Because I know better than to let anyone see the pain. My father has never been physically abusive, but his temper is getting worse. He hated mom and he’s taking it out on me. As soon as we’re in the house, I run up the stairs to my room and lock the door, leaning back against it. Listening to Drake’s boots walk back and forth in the attic. More than anything, I want to go up there. Feel his hands on me again. Cherishing hands, instead of hateful ones. I ache for that. For him. But an hour later, Drake leaves, and that’s when I face the consequences. My father knocks on my door. When I open it, the look on his eyes let me know it’s going to be worse than usual.

“If I ever see you talking to that boy again, so help me God, I’ll kick you out of this house.” His face is contorted with rage. “Then, I’ll ruin him, too. I’ll make his life even harder in this town. You know I can do it. I can have him cast off that filthy land and no one will ever hire him again. Is that what you want?”

“No,” I whisper.

“No,” he sneers, mocking me. “Never look at him again. Do you hear me? My daughter does not associate with penniless dirt. The only boy you’re allow to date is Liam Rys. No one else.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

“See that you keep that promise. Or you’ll both pay the price.” And I pay a good deal of it that night when dad slaps me for the first time. The next day at school, I don’t look at Drake in the hallway. I don’t pause in the doorway of our classes, absorbing the sight of him waiting at the desk behind me. I simply keep my head down and try not to show the bruise on my cheek. On my body and my heart. I could never have predicted he would hate me for it.

Drake

Two years later

I walk past O’Brien in the hallway and slam my fist against the locker to her left, making her jump. Shame, frustration, and resentment have been like a poison inside me, rotting my bones every second of the last two years, ever since that night in her garden when she tricked me into thinking she felt the same. Maybe she did. Until her father reminded her that I’m nothing but a poor handyman. Yeah, she remembered pretty quickly that she’s better than me. Good enough to date a rich quarterback like Rys but definitely not a low life like me. Rich, stuck-up brat. What’s worse is that she fucking ruined me with those lips. She brought me to my knees. Made me reveal myself in ways I’ve never done with anyone. And now? Now she’s left me lonely and fuck-starved for two years. Obsessed with her, unable to let her go and hating her guts for it. Because she won’t even look at me anymore. I’m nothing but the dirt beneath her spotless sneakers. Two years ago, I decided that if she was going to make my life hell by ignoring me after what we shared, then I could return the favor. So I do. By tormenting her. That’s the only term for it. I torture her, and I hate that—I fucking hate it—but so be it. My jaw is close to shattering as I watch O’Brien calmly collect the books from her locker and hurry toward our next class. On top of being a bully, I’m also a masochist because I still trick the school into having the same five classes every year. My aunt Leona works in the front office, and she feels bad for me because of my dad dying and my mom abandoning me when I was still in middle school, leaving me in the trailer alone. Not bad enough to invite me to live with her family, but bad enough that she slips me O’Brien’s schedule every semester so I can match it to mine. Before I follow her, I stop at her locker, sliding something in it, and continue on my way. When I walk into class behind her a moment later, I slow to a stop in the doorway at the sight of Rys kneeling to speak with O’Brien where she sits at her desk—cajoling a smile out of her. She refused to date him two years ago, but fucking Liam didn’t get the memo. No one has as much money as his father in this town. If Rys is asking her out again, she’d probably say yes. If I let it get that far, which I won’t. I never do. She’s mine. Only mine.

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dramaqueensoth · 3 years ago

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madsavvysavage · 3 years ago

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larissa-the-scribe · 4 years ago

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We’ll Make it Out

Whumptober, Day 1

For more info on characters and setting, go here

1780ish words

It didn't take Lenesse’s brain too long to catch her up to speed, even as she was still opening her eyes. Bound, sprawled on an icy stone floor in the Nyrthyl stronghold, still damp, covered head-to-toe in foul-smelling swamp mud, as well as various cuts, scrapes, and bruises that stung like she’d been bathed in lemon juice. Where the bog-walker had bitten off a chunk of her flesh burned and ached, itching fiercely from dried blood, dried mud, and the rough-woven ropes pulled tight just below it.

And before that: the panicked chase, running from Lanshir and his men. The border of the Nyr Swamp. Her brilliant idea that could maybe have given them a fighting chance — because of course no one would be stupid enough follow a quarry into a cursed swamp.

On the plus side, she had been right. No one had followed them.

On the down side, no one had needed to.

Considering the three different monster attacks in the space of five hours, the fog that got them instantly and hopelessly lost, the three-hour long limp along the bank of the one clear river in the swamp (their desperate thought being that maybe it flowed out of this Melsyth-forsaken hellscape), and the pathetic last stand they’d made against a band of magic-wielding Nyrthyl warriors — well, it was understandable why the Nyr Swamp had the (literally) accursed reputation it did.

And now we’re captured. Lenesse stared up at the faintly glowing stone ceiling. Makes sense. What else should I have been expecting? A way out? Something NOT terrible? At the very least one night of actual sleep? Well, that would be just… too much to ask for, I guess.

Esyin is probably flipping out even more now, what with the demon-spirit-things. I'm going to hear a lot of I-told-you-so's later, from both him and Andren.

Esyin. Andren.

Lenesse tried to push herself up on her elbows, but a spear haft shoved her back down, knocking her head back against the stone.

“Yeah, they're not letting us move around,” Andren's voice said from her left. "Best to stay still for now."

Lenesse turned her head to look at him. That small action seemed permitted by the guard, standing stiffly within spear-striking distance of all three of them. Esyin was closest to her, lying limply as if he had just been dumped off someone's shoulder - he still looked to be out cold, but his face was facing away from her, so she couldn't tell. Andren was slumped against the wall just beyond him, dried blood cracked across his cheek and matting the rough stubble along his jaw.

She couldn't remember if that injury had been there before. "You alright?"

Andren nodded. The black eye he’d gotten earlier looked worse in the pale, warmthless light; even more dried blood dribbled from his nose. It looked broken. Again.

She smiled. "You look great."

Andren tried to chuckle, but ending up coughing. The Nyrthyl shoved him back against the wall when he tried to shift into a more comfortable position. "You don't look too bad yourself, Less."

Lenesse rolled her eyes. "Come on, we’ve talked about the nickname thing."

Andren snorted. “What are you going to do? Give me a black eye?”

“Sure, that way you can have a matching set.”

"It'd probably be an improvement," Esyin croaked, stirring a bit for the first time. He tried to straighten out a bit, but got a sharp rap across his injured ankle for his trouble. He winced. "I mean," he added through gritted teeth, "you at least can’t make him look worse. Have you seen his face lately?"

"Well, I could help you out, too, if you want," Lenesse replied. “You can probably use it.”

"Eh. Go jump in a river."

“Rude.”

"Take a bath while you're at it," Andren added, "I've seen cleaner mudskippers."

Lenesse smiled. Her whole body shuddered from cold and exhaustion, but if she closed her eyes and listened only to their voices mumbling out familiar banter, maybe - just maybe - she could convince herself they were all back in the barracks. For one second she could be free of this whole dismal nightmare.

"Can you understand us?" Esyin said, breaking the illusion. He had turned to stare up at the Nyrthyl guarding them.

The Nyrthyl curled his lip, flat, glowering face and glowing skin radiating disdain. His mouth moved for a second, then he stopped.

"So, you can," Esyin said, relaxing back against the stone floor, "you just don't like us enough to try and respond."

"He could just be planning a surprise party for us," Lenesse said dully, still watching the Nyrthyl. His face twitched, and, without moving, his eyes shifted their glare towards her.

Yeah, he can understand us.

"Just doesn't want to risk giving away the secret," Andren agreed.

"That's probably also why he looks like he wants to throw up every time we talk," Lenesse added.

"I mean, he could just be allergic to cake," Andren said.

The Nyrthyl's hands shifted on his spear, tightening, knuckles whitening.

Man, Lenesse thought, he really is about two seconds from killing all of us.

"A very pleasant fellow," she said out loud.

Andren didn't seem to have anything to add. Esyin was still staring at the wall.

The silence seemed to echo in the small stone chamber, mingling with what sounded like a river just outside the door. Which was odd. But, come to think of it, legends did say that the Nyrthyl castle had a river flowing through it, so maybe there was even more truth to those tales than previously thought.

It’s probably the river we were following, Lenesse thought. The idea nearly sent her into a fit of hysterical laughter. That had been their last hope, to follow the river out of the swamp to safety. Of course it led them to the Nyrthyls. Of course it had.

Our last hope is going to be what kills us.

Lenesse bit the inside of her lip, strangling the high-pitched giggle she could feel bubbling up in her throat.

Of course. I mean, did we think we were getting OUT of this? ANY of this?

We marched into the heart of Lanshir's territory and we thought we were going to march back OUT?

It was harder now. She could taste blood on her lip as she bit down more, the suppressed laughter adding to her shudders, a manic grin fighting to break out on her face.

She couldn't even give herself the satisfaction of blaming herself for everyone dying. She might be responsible for them dying in the swamp, but they were always going to die - ever since they stepped out of City of Kings, like all the poor fools sent on this fools errand before them.

She thought of her two little brothers, her parents. Wondered when they'd be told that she was "missing in action". Wondered how Tresha and Ayin would take the news back in the city. Wondered what poor soul would be sent after them to meet a similar deadly fate. Maybe Sir Ralben would get the idea and stop sending his soldiers two by two to their deaths.

Yeah. Two by two. Because I was never even supposed to be here.

Another giggle bitten back. The crowning stupidity of it all was that if she had just done as Fylon had told her, she'd be back in the City of Kings — bored out of her skull, yes, but not tied up to be killed by Nyrthyls. Andren and Esyin would be out here dying on their own.

They'd already be dead, actually. Just at Lanshir's hands, not the Nyrthyls. Because, somehow, she had been stupid enough to think they had any sort of a fighting a chance in any version of events, and had given them all enough hope to drag this all out further. If it hadn’t been for her they'd already be corpses back in the forest.

That thought was the first to nearly brought a sob out of her.

She couldn't think about them dying.

She could die, probably with hysteric laughter if past experience was anything to go by. But not them. It couldn’t be them. Not them lying on the ground, blank eyes staring into nothing. Not them with a spear to their throats. Not them —

"If you don’t mind, why exactly are we still alive?" Esyin said suddenly.

The Nyrthyl stared at him but did not answer.

"We were trespassing on your land, and you apparently hate us. So why are we still alive? For you to kill us slower? Or do you have some other purpose in mind?"

The Nyrthyl jabbed at him sharply, speaking for the first time in broken, heavily-accented Trade. "No questions."

Answers or not, Esyin had a point.

Why were they still alive?

A shiver ran down her spine. It couldn’t be for anything good.

"I mean, thanks, though," Andren said. "This way you’re giving us enough time to escape and make it out of this mudhole."

Lenesse knew his confidence came from bravado and nothing else. She wasn't sure if she wanted to hug him for it or shake him for being an idiot.

The Nyrthyl laughed, the mocking sound bouncing off the stone room hideously. "Keep that thought, orsidtezc. It will make it more enjoying for me when you scream, dying."

Lenesse flinched involuntarily.

"Sure, if the idea makes you feel better." Andren looked down to lock eyes with Lenesse. "We are going to make it anyway. All the way out."

The fear behind that brash assurance, which she knew was an act for her benefit, nearly broke her resolve to keep from crying. She could see the reality in his posture, strung up as if by puppet wires — slumped but too tense, too ready to snap into sudden action to be believable. She could see it in how wide his eyes were, in how strained his mouth was as he tried to smile at her.

Oh Andren, she thought. I know you're just as scared as I am. Maybe even more so. You're terrified that you're going to have to watch your brother die in front of you. You're terrified of failing him and breaking your promise to keep him safe. You may even be scared of breaking that half-cocked promise you made about protecting me.

She knew it was all a lie. It didn't make it reassuring. But it did, somehow, make it infinitely more comforting.

"Yeah," she said, smiling grimly, trying to ignore the single, silent tear pooling up in the corner of her eye. "All the way out."

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myweedcough · 4 years ago

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biomedicalephemera · 6 years ago

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Caricatures of Death Personified

So I put off getting my flu shot in 2018...

Y’know, I ain’t around these parts too much anymore (Yahoo can go huff a dong), but I just wanted to tell y’all my tale of the 2018/2019 holiday season...

December 17-20: Got the flu (later confirmed to be one of the strains protected by this season’s vaccine). Felt shite, took cold meds, still felt shite but not so much that I could justify not starting the Q1 spreadsheets at work.

Dec 21: Knew the crackles in my lungs were pneumonia. Couldn’t keep my blood oxygen above 90%. Went to the ER that night. They wanted to send me home. I said “I know something is wrong, I would be very uncomfortable going home.” They managed to find a bed in the hospital, said “fine, we’ll give you observation until tomorrow.”

Dec 22: Decompensated quickly. Parents apparently came up north, though I don’t remember seeing them before I woke up again. Couldn’t get aortic O2 saturation above 65% so I ended up intubated.

Late Dec 22-Early Dec 30: Completely unconscious, with the first two days on paralytics so that the ventilator did 100% of my breathing. The 36 hours on either side of my sedation are completely blank in my memory.

At some point my secondary infection (which was never discerned, though extensive testing for bacteria and fungi was done) caused me to become critically ill, and there were preparations made to fly my to Mayo for ECMO. Thankfully, the high-dosage steroid treatment they gave me when I started getting worse helped, and I began improving slowly.

Dec 31: I start to see the world again. My first "memories” are strange delusions brought on by the anesthetics. I thought I had been in a coma for 6 years, and that I was in Cleveland. Why the fuck would I be in CLEVELAND?

I remember seeing the news, something about New Year’s Eve. I fell back asleep, into Seroquel dreams.

Jan 1: My memories start genuinely coming back. I discovered I was too weak to extend my arm fully, and too shaky to eat Jell-O. The Jell-O DID get delightfully wobbly.

Seriously though, have you ever gone from being exceptionally strong to literally being unable to eat unless you did little T-rex arms? It’s a funny mental picture, but frustrating as hell. I would have been humiliated if I had more brain cells to spare.

Jan 2: Little Raven’s Birthday. Finally get out of ICU. Moved up to the general wards. Still can’t breathe easily. Food is vile-tasting. Can barely eat. Choke down a lemon bar and cry about how much better Brendan’s were and how much I miss my brother and how I refuse to make my parents go through that again.

Jan 3: Manage my first wobbly steps with a walker. The floor hurts my knees and feet. The blood in my eyes is finally being cleared by my body.

Jan 3-5: Slow improvement. Slow for an otherwise-healthy young adult, at least. It feels like forever. My dad and I watched an unbearable amount of cross-country ski qualifying races for the Olympic teams. There’s a terrifying night-vision cam in my hospital room, which wouldn’t bother me if it didn’t have a creepy smiley face.

Jan 5-9: Transitional care, getting physical and occupational therapy. I finally got home to my apartment (and cat!) that afternoon. I spent the next week regaining my strength and seeing specialists to try and find out why I got so sick. Consensus so far is “flu sucks and you’re unlucky?” I’m hoping to have better answers next month at my secondary follow-ups.

I aged my husband and parents about a decade during my hospital stay. I missed a month of work and am still fixing problems that arose with the backlog.

My Christmas dinner was a 10% dextrose solution, since I was still paralyzed and couldn’t have anything down my NG tube yet. New Year’s Eve drinks? “GIVE ME SOME FUCKING WATER!” - but not being able to have any, because I was still overloaded with fluid due to the standard protocol to prevent hypoperfusion when someone goes into septic shock.

Just to make it clear: I would not have survived without the tens of thousands of hours of training and practice that my medical team devoted their lives to acquiring. I would not have survived without the millions of hours of research and trials that allowed the machines that kept me monitored, cooled when my fever continued to spike, and breathing in a life-sustaining way when my lungs weren’t able to exchange gasses.

I am a fat bitch, but I am physically active, eat fairly decently, and don’t smoke or drink excessively. I am not someone who “should” be threatened by deadly complications due to influenza-caused pneumonia. Yet I was.

And YOU could be, too. Get yer flu shot, if you can. If you can’t, yell at others until they do.

It’s not too late in the season, trust me. People still die in March. People like you.

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