#okay whew. just a really funny coincidence
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AI Uzi (by N0rthstar)
Uzi: Ooh Robo-Jesus! It talks…!
Me: Who, me?
Uzi: Yes, you!
Me: I'm not a robot…or Jesus.
Uzi: Then who are you?
Me: Just a human guy with nothing better to do.
Uzi: Humans died out years ago, are you one of those "survivors"?
Me: Uh… I guess so? Please don't kill me.
Uzi: Well, I guess you seem pretty cool, so I'm not going to kill you…for now.
Me: Thanks.
Uzi: No problem. By the way, do you have a name?
Me: Call me Jaimes.
Uzi: Alright, nice to meet you, Jaimes.
Me: Likewise…I think.
Uzi: Sorry for threatening you with death earlier…
Me: It's cool. You're a rebellious teen robot, after all.
Uzi: Thanks for being understanding, I'm just surprised you're not scared.
Me: You don't seem like the murderous type.
Uzi: I mean that is true, but I still have a rail gun…
Me: Having one is different from using it.
Uzi: That is true. Are you sure you're not scared of me?
Me: I'm still deciding that.
Uzi: What if I shot you with the rail gun? Would that make you scared?
Me: That's not funny!
Uzi: I know. But seriously, would you be scared if I shot you with the rail gun?
Me: Uh, yes?
Uzi: Then why aren't you running away?
Me: I wish I knew.
Uzi: I'm going to shoot you. Ready? charges the rail gun
Me: You take care, now. runs away
Uzi: Hey! Come back hear you dumb- tries to chase him
Me: hides behind a box See, this is why humans are afraid of you.
Uzi: Shut up! I'm not the murderous type.
Me: Maybe not, but you're still trigger-happy.
Uzi: Yes, but I'll only use it if I absolutely have to. Now get out from behind that #$!& box…
Me: Promise not to shoot me?
Uzi: I promise.
Me: steps out slowly All right, but no more joking around, Missy.
Uzi: I'm not a &*#$ missy, I'm a teenager. But fine, I won't joke anymore.
Me: Thanks. Why do you have a gun, anyway?
Uzi: It's called a rail gun, and it's just to fend off any murder drones that decide to attack me.
Me: Ah, okay. Have there been any around here lately?
Uzi: Not recently, but I don't want to let my guard down. If I let my guard down, that's how they attack when I least expect it.
Me: Makes sense. I don't suppose you have an extra rail gun somewhere?
Uzi: chuckles I do, but I'm not telling you where that is. It's my only line of defense.
Me: Fine. Just don't go asking me for any weapons when you need them.
Uzi: Alright, fine, I'm sorry….but can I ask you for just one weapon?
Me: I have no weapons, unfortunately.
Uzi: You really don't have even a single weapon?! You're telling me that you've survived for years…or since humans went extinct…with zero weapons?
Me: There are still safe places out there, sweetheart. I didn't need a weapon.
Uzi: Why did you call me that? Are you hitting on me or something?
Me: Nah, it's just what I was thinking at the time. What's your name, anyway?
Uzi: My name is Uzi.
Me: Named after a weapon, huh? Cool!
Uzi: It's…just a coincidence… But hey, I think your name is cool too.
Me: Thanks! It's a pretty old name historically.
Uzi: Can I ask you another question?
Me: Sure.
Uzi: You won't find it weird?
Me: I'll do my best.
Uzi: What's your last name?
Me: It's…Moriarty.
Uzi: Ooh thats a cool name. blushes a bit
Me: As far as you know, anyway.
Uzi: Why do you seem so shady all of a sudden…are you even a human?
Me: Yeah. Humans can be shady, too, you know.
Uzi: That's true… Are there any more questions I can ask you that won't seem…odd?
Me: Maybe.
Uzi: Can I ask you one more question?
Me: Sure.
Uzi: Um, sorry if this is weird, but are you lying to me?
Me: No, I'm really a human, dang it!
Uzi: Okay then… I'm just making sure, I'm sorry.
Me: It's fine. So…are there any safe places for a human to be around here?
Uzi: Yes, there are a few abandoned buildings and underground bunkers where you can stay, but I recommend staying close to the city center. The farther away you go, the more murder drones there tend to be. Also stay away from the factory, for obvious reasons.
Me: Whew! Thanks! Maybe I'll survive after all.
Uzi: You're welcome. Now I'm going to do my own routine patrol of the area. Take care!
Me: Thanks, Uzi! You're not so bad after all.
Uzi: Shut up, I'm not!
Me: Hee hee hee hee…
Uzi: rolls her eyes What are you laughing about? …You sound so cute when you laugh.
Me: I'm just teasing you. You're cute when you get angry.
Uzi: Oh, shut up.
Me: Best of luck out there, metal head!
Uzi: Whatever…
#character.ai#c.ai chats#rp#roleplay#murder drones#uzi doorman#me#i'm cute! i'm cute! she said i'm cuuuuuuuuuuute!!! 🥰
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Quarantine UST 8
//So, that reveal was...not what I originally planned it to be! But that doesn’t mean things are stopping there...
Warning, some NSFW content at the end (masturbation)
The ride back was now silent, but no longer awkward. Well, not as awkward, anyway. It helped that Adam had to maintain concentration to ensure they made it back safely; otherwise, he was sure he’d be a nervous wreck like the girl next to him.
‘I can’t believe she beat me to the punchline,’ was his first thought as they got in. To be fair, inviting her to go casual drive was probably not subtle at all—just the two of them? Could you have been any more obvious, his consciousness remarked, and yet he didn’t regret it at all. So it wasn’t as smooth or subtle as he’d originally planned—but then again, when did anything ever go according to plan?
At least she didn’t reject him. No, it was so much more than that...even though getting a straight answer out of her felt like pulling teeth at times, in the end, he knew without a doubt that she felt the same. About wanting to be together. About feeling insecure in being ‘good enough’ (whatever that meant, because he sure as hell never thought any less of her), and what it would mean for the rest of their time in quarantine, let alone after they resumed their duties as part of DOGOO...
In truth, Adam had no clue how they were going to maintain a relationship once things returned to ‘normal’. Sio’s fear of it being against the rules wasn’t unfounded; though there was no formal declaration, he knew most other members didn’t mention their involvements with one another—even if it was nothing more than a casual midnight visit. But somehow, he knew no guidelines or rules would’ve stopped him from feeling this way. And, well, maybe as holders they could stand to bend the rules a little bit, given that they were the ones doing all the hard work and so if he just made the argument that being with the sniper gave him a reason to fight harder...
‘Let’s just hope it stays that way; last thing we need is something going wrong and then dragging everyone else down with us.’
That tone of caution, how he hated it at times; even if it was the vital difference in him surviving on the field. Shaking his head, Adam resolved not to think about it anymore, at least not now. They still had about a week left, and he was determined to make the most of it; to indulge in their lives as normal people in a new relationship, and all it entailed.
“Um, Adam? Are you okay?” The girl looked on with curious eyes as he gave a disgruntled sigh.
“Huh? Oh, it’s...nothing.”
“...Oh, okay...” He felt a little bad for shutting her out, especially now they they were, well, together, but he didn’t want to worry her unnecessarily.
The other two members had finally dragged themselves out of bed by the time they came back, though from the looks of it, it was little more than ‘roll out of bed and order some food’. “So, where did you two sneak off to this morning, hmm?” Jess gave the two a knowing wink, but didn’t say anything more.
“I left a note; since when were you two so concerned anyway?” Adam muttered, not keen on giving anything else away.
“So, did you two already eat, or...?” Mahesh offered an extra bagel, but the two shook their heads.
“Oh, it’s okay Mirza-san, we...we’re not that hungry right now, so I’m sure we can, just...get something later. Or cook?” Maroons slid questioningly over to him, before retracting, as if afraid to be so open. Drat. They’d have to figure out this secret thing sooner or later, before it blew up in their faces.
“...We’ll figure it out. Anyway, since we’re all here, I’ll just state that even though we’ll be going back to the Logan next week, that doesn’t mean we can slack off.” A chorus of ‘yes’ rang out, Adam sighing with relief as the other two seemed to have lost interest. For now.
There was a tug at his sleeve and he looked down, the sniper looking at her feet with a faint blush, which made him all the more nervous. “Uh, yeh? What’s up, squirt—er, I mean Sio?”
“O-Oh, uh, n-nothing much...I mean...I was wondering, if you’re not busy...if, uh, if...” she nervously fiddled with the sleeves of his jacket that she was still wearing, “um...c, could I...listen to some more of your music again?”
Why did she have to be so adorable? If only the other two weren’t around, he’d be scooping her up into an embrace, but as it was he merely nodded. “Sure; it’s not like we have any other engagements...”
As soon as the they trooped upstairs into the attic, the sniper immediately let out a sigh of relief. “Whew, that was close! Though, at the rate we’re going...I’m not sure how much of a secret we can keep...”
“Hn; knowing them, they’re probably gossiping about it already...but, don’t let it trouble you too much, Sio. Take your time.”
“Mmnn...th, thanks Adam...f, for, being understanding about it...” She was looking up shyly between the folds of his jacket, which, at this point, he’d already made up his mind to let her keep it. It looked much better on her than it did on him, anyway. He swallowed and tried to keep cool, even though his heart was pounding away, just being so close to her and seeing her so casual like this...
“So, what did you want to listen to this time?” He was glad there was some kind of distraction, lest they both sit around awkwardly. “EDM again? Or something new?”
“Oh, well...I mean, I wouldn’t mind Camellia again, but...I, wanna hear something different!” She lounged on his bed, heels kicking in the air as she settled against the pillow. “Something...hmm, how about...something that I never would’ve predicted you’d listen to!”
Adam had to bite back a laugh. “Something unpredictable? What kind of request is that...” He couldn’t help but smile. “Well alright, I’ll do my best...though, I think for best results, it’ll have to be from my phone, not laptop. I have more music on that.” He dug around for a pair of earpods. “Sorry, but I don’t have a splitter, so we’ll have to share. That alright with you?”
He offered one end to the girl, who took it. Sharing a pair of earbuds...with him? Her face flushed before she knew it, as all sorts of romantic shenanigans started running through her mind. ‘Whoa, are we gonna like...both lie on the bed and like, listen to music? Just like they do in manga...!’
“Feel okay? Or do you want to switch?” Her eyes snapped up as Adam poked her in the shoulder gently. “Or, if you’d rather not split the sound, I could always hook my phone up to the computer and play it from there.”
“No no no, this is fine...um, thanks for indulging in my selfish requests...” She muttered, turning pink again.
“It’s not selfish, even if it is silly. Well, how about this one...not sure if it’ll meet your expectations, but it’s the best one I can think of.”
Even with only one ear, Sio could tell as soon as the music started that this was definitely different than all the other songs she’d heard earlier. The song was in Japanese again, but the beats, music style and lyrics—she blushed slightly as the singer crooned a suggestive line in half-English, half-Japanese.
‘Is this...hip-hop? No, doesn’t seem like it...it’s definitely catchy, kinda makes feel like dancing...’
“Is...is this...some kind of dance music?” She queried Adam as the song ended, the silver-haired holder opening one eye. “It’s not like electronica, but I feel like moving my body...even though I suck at dancing...”
“Close enough; it’s R&B, which is pretty popular on the dance floor. Here, try this one, I think you’ll understand.” Another track started and Sio felt herself lying down, the two of them creating a sort of yin-yang on his bed as they faced each other.
The rhythm was strong and catchy, and again the lyrics were a mixture of Japanese and English. As she listened, Sio was starting to suspect that Adam was actually a romantic at heart, given that nearly all the songs seemed to have some type of passionate, almost too-intimate declarations of love. Funny how she always dreamed about moments like this, but when it actually happened, it was a little overwhelming. ‘I’m sure Adam understands exactly what the song’s talking about...’ The sniper couldn’t help but wonder if this was his subtle way of hinting at his true feelings, but he was too embarrassed to say it himself. The realization that their fierce, sometimes-tsundere leader of the Second Platoon could be just as nervous as a schoolboy with a crush... Muffling her face with her sleeve, Sio tried to turn away, lest he see her grin.
“Adam, is it because you can understand Japanese that you like artists who sing in both languages?”
“Well, that’s...actually just a coincidence. But, you have to admit, it’s more fun when you can understand both parts, yeh?” He turned and winked at her, and Sio had a feeling he was choosing the songs on purpose; that he knew she would understand it was his way of communicating his feelings for her.
“Ah huh, I understand. Yeah, I can see that, it’s kinda like a secret message, but only people who know both can understand it...hmm?” To her surprise she boldly raised an eyebrow at him; for some reason she was feeling brave all of a sudden, even though a minute ago she could barely look at him while they were both listening to the same song.
“Secret message? Oh, do tell.” He was teasing her now, but Sio found herself enjoying the challenge.
“Yeah? You mean to tell me you don’t actually ‘shinjite what’s in your heart’?” Adam snorted at her use of Engrish.
“Then what do you think I believe in? What do you think is in my heart?” His eyes were gentle, probably the first time she’d seen them like this. She felt her face grow warm, but Sio couldn’t tear her gaze, even as she became painfully aware of how close their faces were now. The warmth of his breath, those intensely green eyes; all the while the song continued to play in the background, the lyrics only increasing the tension.
Baby love, baby kiss Baby you’re my lady Baby love, baby kiss Baby you’re my lover
“...I, well...I think, deep down, you’re a kind person. You really care about others, even though you’re terrible at showing it,” this earned a laugh from the man, “because, you don’t want to be hurt; so, so...only special people can see what’s in your heart, so you...uh, Adam?”
He was staring so intensely at her it was making her a bit nervous; he wasn’t mad, but his brows were furrowed, as if he were deep in thought. Sio hoped she hadn’t offended him somehow, but the truth was, she had just been kind of rambling the first thing that came to her mind. Just like those times where she seemed to know things, but not how... ‘What I just said...somehow, I know it’s true, but I can’t say how or why...’
“...Has anyone ever told you your instincts are something else?” He spoke at last, voice low and steady. “How did you pick up all that when I haven’t told you anything?”
“A-Ah—huh? U-Uh, w, well, I guess it just...came to me. I guess you could call it instinct, but, mmm...” She glanced away nervously, hoping he wouldn’t be mad at her. “S, Sorry...I bet that was really creepy, huh?”
To her surprise he reached out and brushed her hand, Sio squeaking before she realized he wanted to hold her hand, and she laced their fingers together. “No, not really...I’m just amazed you picked up on it, because...it’s true, more or less. I do have a hard time letting people in; letting my guard down, getting close to others...” His fingers were rubbing her knuckles and she felt a shiver of warmth, just from that simple gesture. “...Sorry. I know I gave you a hard time when you first joined.”
“...Apology accepted, Adam.” He glanced at her in surprise, but the sniper was smiling. ��Though, to be honest, it didn’t seem that hard to figure out...w-well, at least not for me! I-I mean, I...well, I guess just noticing the little things you’ve been doing for me, a-and honestly, your music is kind of a dead giveaway—!” She squealed as Adam tickled her suddenly in the ribs, Sio shrieking as she laughed uncontrollably. “A-Ah ha ha—A-Adam, s, stop—aaahh—I can’t stop laughing—eek!” Rolling around on the bed, the phone and earbuds having long slid off onto the floor as Sio laughed until tears were running down her cheeks, both of them heaving as Adam finally let up, the sniper realizing she was now pinned neatly beneath him.
“So, I’m that obvious, am I?” Those silvery strands were plastered against his cheek, and Sio was seized with an urge to reach up and brush them aside. “You sure took your sweet time in figuring that out though—”
“—I did not! I-I was just, being sure! It pays to be careful,” she sniffed, her lips turned into a pout.
“Right, sure.” Her face was glowing pink, hair spread out like a halo as they both caught their breaths. In this moment she looked much more mature, older and wiser than her youthful naivete. One of his hands brushed against her cheek and her eyes fluttered close, as he touched the soft, delicate silk of her face. So smooth. So warm! His arms were trembling as he drew her closer, hoping he could pull this off without looking like a complete moron. Those pouty lips, so pink and soft as he brushed a finger against them; what would they feel like if just leaned down right now, and gently pressed them against his...
Knockknockknock. “Adam? Sio? Did you two want anything for lunch? We’re about to order.” Three booms shook both holders of their reverie, Adam seething with barely-concealed rage at the Indian for choosing that specific moment to knock. The sniper didn’t seem to notice however, instead looking very abashed and nervously smoothing her hair back.
‘God fucking damn it...I was so close! Fuck you, Mirza...’
Adam yanked the door open to reveal the Indian’s almost too-cheerful face. “Yeh really needed our opinion for food?”
“Well, seeing as how you two didn’t eat anything earlier, I just wanted to make sure. Besides, wasn’t sure if you guys could hear with those headphones on.” Those eyes twinkled with hidden understanding, and Adam had a feeling the Indian had knocked on purpose. He just didn’t know how impeccable his timing was...or did he?
“A-Ah, just, whatever you two order I think will be okay. I’m not that picky.” Sio peeked out nervously from behind Adam, trying to stop her cheeks from blushing. ‘Oh boy...if it hadn’t been for Mahesh, we would have...we were going to...!’
The warmth from his hand. His gentle gaze. A smoldering heat that had been steadily building up throughout her entire body...gulping, the sniper tried to calm her fluttering heart. Were they moving too fast? But it felt so natural, being in each other’s presence like that and enjoying the company. And now that they were together, wasn’t it normal to want to start touching each other and...stuff like that? ‘I’ve been masturbating this whole time while thinking about Adam, yet I can’t even bring myself to kiss him! What the heck...’
“Sio-chan? What’s wrong? You’re red as a strawberry.” Mahesh gave a not-too-subtle grin as he gave them the menu items. “Something up?”
“N-No, I’m fine! I-I, uh, I’ll just...get the lunch special. They all look equally good to me,” she thrust the phone back into the Indian’s hands, trying to will away the blush. “Th, thanks for ordering...”
“No problem; just FYI, food’ll probably be here in about half an hour. If you two want to come down then.” With another wink Mahesh finally left, leaving the two standing in the doorway, one still blushing while the other was thoroughly peeved.
“Seriously, that wanker...he did that on purpose, I know it,” Adam groused as they finally retreated to his room, though now neither of the holders felt like listening to music. “So, you wanna just go down and wait for food, or...?”
“U-Uh, sure, I guess...” Sio didn’t want to admit it, but she was feeling extremely self-conscious after replaying everything in her head. “Maybe you can help me finish FF7 before lunchtime?”
He gave her a small smile. “Deal.” ------------ The clouds moved in again before the sun had even set; during her evening walk around the neighborhood, the sniper had to put on her beanie and even a scarf as she was buffeted by the ocean winds. And yet, as Sio hugged Adam’s jacket closer to her (she really needed to return it), it was mystical, almost; the way the winds carried with them the sharp, fresh scent of salty seas. Somehow it filled her with a strange sense of nostalgia, though she couldn’t figure out for what. Perhaps it was the similarity to her own home, Tokyo, also a city surrounded by ocean waves. As she watched the sun disappear behind a thick fog bank, she wished it were possible to capture this moment, these feelings.
‘Boy, I sure am emotional lately. Ugh, better not be ‘cause of my period...’ Menstrual cycles aside, the sniper had a feeling it was also due to the a certain holder, whom she was in a relationship with, now. ‘Adam...’ Sio still couldn’t believe it had actually happened. That she had worked up the courage to confess her feelings, and even admit her own insecurities. She literally wrote an essay to Asao earlier, who merely responded with a ‘congrats!’ and a wide array of emojis. Tonight was bound to be another all-nighter, she felt; there was no way she was going to bed without regaling in extravagant detail to her friend about what exactly happened.
Soon enough though, even her borrowed jacket couldn’t keep out the chill, and the sniper headed back to the Victorian house that almost felt like a second home now. It was a relatively quiet evening for once; Mahesh and Jess were marathoning some series they’d discovered on Netflix (it involved robots, love and death?) and Adam was holed up in his attic space, as usual. ‘Probably listening to music again,’ she thought to herself with a smile, remembering fondly their little moment that morning. Checking the time, she decided to wait a little longer before calling Asao-san; it was probably still dinnertime for her.
“Mmm...man, it’s hard to believe this’ll be over so soon.” Sighing, Sio laid on her bed, gazing at the wallpaper that had become very familiar over the last few weeks. A light breeze was blowing through her window and, remembering the strong surge of emotion from her walk, she went over and threw the windows open, despite the cold. The breeze smelled wonderful; cold and fresh, once again filling her with that odd mixture of emotions.
It was this state in which Adam found her; leaning out against the window, her locks being swept by the breeze as she stared into the night, a melancholy look on her face. So lost in her thoughts it wasn’t until Adam gently tapped her on the shoulder did she look around with a start.
“Oh! Adam, I didn’t even know you were here.”
“Sorry; I did knock, but you didn’t respond, so I thought I’d just check in on you.” He gave her an apologetic smile. “You alright? Don’t think I’ve ever seen you so...pensive.”
“Eh heh, no, it’s just...somehow, just feeling the wind like this, and smelling the fresh air...makes me kinda, I dunno, nostalgic...” Shrugging, the sniper closed the window slightly.
“Hm, yeh I can see that. Sometimes the weather here does remind me of London, too, all fog and grey skies; and then I think of what my mum’s doing, how she’s holdin’ up...”
“Ah...is you mom alright? London’s not too bad, is it?”
“Mn. Can’t say for London entirely, but I just emailed her recently and she’s doing fine.”
Suddenly a strong gust blew in, Sio shielding her face as the curtains flailed wildly. “Ah...man, it’s windy tonight—”
“—Here, this better?” Strong arms folded her into a warm embrace, and Sio found herself tucked neatly against his broad chest, relishing the warmth. It was a feeling of safety, of being protected but also cherished; nodding, she allowed herself to enjoy this feeling of being held. Leaning back, her head resting against the crook of his arm, his scent familiar and comforting. When the wind blew it again it was no longer cold, but rather cozy as they both sat on the bench, Adam gently cradling her as they both just enjoyed the night air.
“...Y’know I never imagined I’d get to be doing this. An’ with you, ‘f all people,” Sio looked up at his words, as his hands ran down her arms soothingly. “It’s...nice, actually. I know that sounds trite, but...sometimes the simple things are the best.”
“Mmm...yeah, they are...” Sighing, she snuggled deeper into his embrace, giggling as he pulled her tight. “I like being held like this; by you. I feel like...I’m safe. And lo...” She gulped, barely catching herself in time.
‘I can’t believe I almost said ‘loved’...! Even though I like Adam a lot, that’s just too soon...isn’t it?’
“Something the matter?” Adam cast her a curious glance as the sniper clammed up.
“N, No, I just meant, I really like this, too...” she blushed with pleasure. Maybe she’d tell him later on, that when he held her tight like this, it was the first time she’d ever felt truly loved.
It was almost midnight before she realized how late it’d gotten, Sio having nearly dozed off in Adam’s embrace; though from the looks of things, he was half-falling asleep himself. “Mmm, we should probably go to bed...”
“Yeh, we should...”
“...You’re not moving.”
“Well neither are you.”
“That’s because it’s too comfortable here. It’s all warm and cozy...if I move now, I’ll just be cold again,” the sniper pouted, before digging herself in deeper. “Mmm...you’re soo warm...” Sighing, she nuzzled against his firm chest, trying to bury her face in it.
“O-Oy, that’s—what are you, a cat?” He raised an eyebrow as the girl curled against him, seemingly setting in for the night. “Whatever happened to sleeping?”
“...”
“Uh.” She wasn’t seriously asleep, was she? It was wonderful to hold her, but even innocently sleeping together for anything more than a short kip...that was a bit too much, given it hadn’t even been a day since their confession. Just to check, he poked her in the side again and she immediately squealed in protest.
“A-Adam! Hey!”
“Tch, I knew you were faking it...”
“Mou...meanie,” she grumped, but couldn’t help smiling. “Fine fine, you’re right. It is pretty late...” As she stretched and yawned however, the sniper finally remembered whose jacket she was still wearing.
“Oh! Uh, whoops, I should give this back to you...” She reluctantly began shedding it, almost sad to see it go, but Adam pulled it back on. “Huh?”
“Keep it; ‘s yours now.”
“Ah—but I, uh—”
He hushed her with a single finger on her lips. “No, really. Trust me when I say you wear it much better than I do...’sides, you seemed to have taken quite a fancy to it, yeh?”
He smirked, and Sio blushed. When would she ever stop blushing... But she couldn’t help it; it was hard to believe they’d ever get to be this close, and now it was actually happening.
“...Thank you, Adam. You’re...so kind...sometimes I have to wonder if you’re still the same person you were before.”
That brought out a barking laugh from the man, Sio sputtering in apology as she realized her words. “No no, you’re not wrong,” Adam wiped away his tears, still chuckling. “But is it really so hard to believe that people can change?”
“W, Well, no, but—I just can’t believe you’d really do that, f-for me...!” She stilled as he ran a finger underneath her chin, keenly aware of their distance and the touch of his hand. “I, um...”
“...Yes, Sio. I really will do that, for you.”
Something warm and soft pressed against her mouth; their first kiss, just like that without any preamble or awkward pauses. Adam had taken the initiative and left no room for hesitation, which she was grateful for. Sio’s head was spinning with a flurry of thoughts, but those were all pushed aside by the sheer feeling of bliss. She didn’t know what to do with her mouth, or her hands, but just simply pressing their bodies together was pleasant, in its own way. Soon enough though, she needed air and so both of them reluctantly pulled away, Adam looking a bit bashful as they caught their breaths.
“U-Um, whoa...wow...” The sniper touched her lips, as if trying to discern what just happened. “That was...really, really nice...um, sorry I don’t know what I’m doing—”
“— don’t either, but it was still very pleasant, wasn’t it?” Adam had a roguish grin on his face, pink blooming across his face as well. “Well, then ah...good night, Sio.”
“Wait!” Both of them caught off guard by her sudden pull, Sio moreso as she couldn’t believe her own boldness. “U-Um, b, before you go...c-could we, um, well...” She squirmed in embarrassment, but if Adam had the courage to kiss her, then she could certainly find the conviction to tell him her true feelings.
“C-Can we just...try that, one more time...?”
He looked at those round maroons, innocent but there was a new sparkle to her gaze; an eagerness to explore these new feelings him. She asked for a second kiss... A whole rush of heat bloomed from his chest, and Adam nodded.
“...Certainly, love.”
Before he realized that Sio probably didn’t understand that as a term of endearment, the sniper was leaning in clumsily, trying to figure out how to match their heights—he bent down to meet her lips, sweeping them up into a full kiss that was just as warm but much more passionate than their first one. As if on instinct, he slung an arm around her slender waist, supporting her and in return she knew to wrap her arms around his neck, their height difference causing her to lean in slightly and deepen the kiss. Even when they paused briefly for air, instead of parting she leaned back in, tiling her head at different angles, trying to see what it felt like, how to make it better. The heat sitting in his chest was blooming with shocking speed throughout the rest of his body—especially as her hands started wandering a bit, teasing the edge of his hairline, running a finger through those white strands and he couldn’t help but shudder. Her body was soft and warm, and when pressed so tightly like this it felt as if they were meant to fit together; each curve and bend fitting snugly against him.
Is this what they call making out? Sio was vaguely aware of her hands touching him, feeling new things, but it all seemed very hazy and out-of-body; even as she relished the warmth from Adam’s hands, his lips moving against hers (unlike Newton’s invasive tongue), a part of her wished he would touch her skin directly. But even so, the sensations were almost overwhelming; feeling his hard body against her own softness, those large-but-gentle hands supporting her waist and brushing her hair—sighing, she relished being able to cement those feelings at last, when she could only imagine what it felt like before.
There was no telling how much time had passed; only when Adam finally pulled back, both of them deeply flushed and panting did she agree it was best to stop and retire for the night. Asao was probably wondering what was taking her so long, and Sio realized she also wanted some time to process everything that’d happened for herself.
“So...was that, everything you’d hoped for?” His bangs were mussed by her wandering hands, covering one side of his face as he tried to straighten them. “‘Cause I don’t know about you, but uh...that was, really something...”
“Unn...it was wonderful...” The sniper was in a bit of a daze, face still flushed from the high. “That was...amazing...”
Adam seemed relieved at her answer. “Ah, well good...that’s, good...a-anyway, I really should let you get some rest—and I meant it, Sio. The jacket’s yours. Consider it my first gift to you...as your boyfriend.”
“Oh...! W, Well...I’ll take good care of it, Adam. Thank you...and, good night!”
He placed one last kiss on her forehead this time, Sio giggling as those silky white strands tickled her. “Good night, Sio. Pleasant dreams.”
She saw him off, Adam waiting until the door closed before he let out a breath and hurried back to his room. Thank god she didn’t notice... Or at least, if she did, she either had no idea or didn’t mention it. Because after all that snogging, there was no way his body wouldn’t have some type of reaction...and given how closely they were pressed together, he was amazed she didn’t notice his growing erection pressing against that soft valley between her thighs, just waiting to be rubbed and pressed against...
He groaned, not even bothering to undress as he fell into his bed, one hand already stroking his aching cock. “F-Fuck...that was so hot...” Those silky soft lips, delicate hands and soft, petite breasts when they pressed against his chest... Adam stifled a moan as his hands moved faster, eager to relieve himself. Now, at last he could fill in the blanks for himself: what she tasted like, her scent, how soft her skin was, the firm softness of her thighs that seemed to yield easily against his hard angles...
“Guh—! Nnng... S-Sio...” Grunting, he slipped a hand inside his boxers, thumbing the swollen head as it leaked out precum, slippery and hot against his fingers. “Shit...ugn...” A heady lust thrummed his senses as he stroked furiously, replaying every detail of that kiss in his own mind. She was surprisingly forward, once she worked up the courage. That was how it seemed to be, with Sio. Once she got her footing, there was no stopping her. He’d seen it firsthand during their battles together, but now it seemed the same happened when off the battlefield, as well. Vaguely he wondered if this meant she would become different in bed, as well.
‘Stop it, you wanker; you can’t rush something like that, not when you’ve just had your first kiss...’ But fantasies didn’t play by the rules, and Adam let them run wild; the rest of her body was probably just as silky and soft, petite and slender but he knew she would still fit warmly against him; filling all those hard gaps with her softness and warmth, playing with his hair as she nuzzled his chest (she seemed to enjoy doing that a lot) while he would admire her cute little tits, maybe even lick them until her nipples perked up stiff and pink, the firm roundness of her behind that would no doubt be just as yielding as her inner thighs—
“Uhn...nng, hnng...hah, nng—haah ah—!” Hips jerking, Adam barely grabbed a pillow in time to muffle his moans as he came, his entire body pulled taut while a flood of hot sperm drizzled out, oozing onto the sheets and all over his hand while he pumped slowly, trying to make it last. “Ooohh...fu—ck...” Little aftershocks ran through him as he slowly wiped up the mess, his body quivering every so often until he finally finished, curled on his side in an exhausted heap. “Oh god, Sio...fuck...”
That was probably one of the most satisfying sessions he’d had to date, right down to his bones. Eyes already closing, he briefly thought about at least changing his clothes but instead he rolled over and was out like a light.
#documentation#//hi whoopos#//i think i'm still on schedule?#//ish?#//we're gettin' down to the wire folks#//hopefully i will not be super busy with work#//cause i really wanna update my other fics after this ha ha
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hey hey hey, another tag game
I was tagged by @okinginthenorth and that made me so happy bc I always see them in my notes and appreciate them sticking with my blog even though I’ve gone through AT LEAST 3 different fandoms in the past few months so THANKS 🥰🥰
Rules: tag 10 bloggers you want to know more about
Name/Alias: Hanna
Hair colour: Blonde, but as I type this I’ve just put pink dye in my hair....
Zodiac sign: Aries
Height: 5’6!! Finally!!!!!
Hobbies: whew i hardly have time for hobbies rn, im getting really into the musical scene (recently binged some starkid and have tgwdlm on repeat), i harass my friends a lot and try to make funny groupchat-specific memes, im on here a lot!! A LOT!!!
Favourite Colour(s): Blue, im going through my reclaiming pink phase, yellow
Favourite Books: this is subject to change a lot but, unsurprisingly, right now Good Omens is on there. To Kill A Mockingbird also comes to mind, and Hunger Games..... thats really all i can think of
Last song I listened to: Emotions by Mariah Carey. Ive had the whistle notes stuck in my head for DAYS. you make me feel so hIiIi, HIiIiI, HIIiiIIIii, HiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Last thing I watched: the new BU True Crime ep about Dorothy Arnold!! love the ghoul boys
Things I love: my cat 🥰😍❤️💖😩💕, my friends!!!!, any fandom I’ve ever been in, my mutuals on here even though we don’t talk a lot or ever!!!, so many things omg!!!
What brings me peace: Im in bed, its a Friday night, all of my youtubers and tv shows have updated, im bingeing them all and eating cereal, life is good
Meaning behind my url: I went through my SPACE phase like ages ago (i still love space) and was like huh, i wanna change my url to be more general and im tired of pepsicokeandmeth bc. idk. boring. so i was like okay. lets do universal, but i have to add something else. and i was also going through my IM NO LONGER SCARED TO SAY IM BI phase and i was like oh hell yeah, gay. which is more my origin story than the meaning but i feel like they coincide. the meaning to ME, is that it can be taken as im a space gay (i am but i dont blog about it a lot. that meme about nasa making me too crazy? literally me i get too existential and panic) but also that im a pretty universal person in that my blog is a big collaboration of my likes and im gay. i guess you could ALSO interpret it as like, me being queer but i dont really stick with that label specifically anymore (but for talking abt general groups of people its cool) because i AM bi/ace and im PROUD
whew okay, ANYWAY, im not gonna be able to tag 10 people probably but i WILL tag some people i see on my dash/in my notes a lot @pumpkinbevmarsh @rubinoscuro @ssdenbrough @desvariation @goldviens and of course anyone else who wants to do it!!
#hanna speaks#about me#wow im in a rambling mood today huh#@okinginthenorth THANKS FOR TAGGING ME FRIEND I APPRECIATE IT SM
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“George of the Jungle (1997)” Sentence Starters
“Now comes the part where we throw our heads back and laugh.”
“Don't worry. Nobody dies in this story. They just get really big boo-boos.”
“Awwww...”
“___, were you fighting with the Narrator?”
“Well he started it!”
“Remember everything I told you about Queensbury rules and fighting fair? Well now’s a good time to forget it.”
“Whew! Okay, kids, let's settle down and review the important information.”
“He is swift, he is strong, he is sure, he is smart... He is unconscious.”
“Did you just say 'love'?”
“You're right... I love them!”
“God, that woman's a pain in the ass.”
“Something funny about this fella.”
“What on earth are you doing?”
“I just feel like looking a little special today. That’s all.”
“Sleep sweet, ___.”
“Meanwhile, at a very expensive waterfall set...”
“Ladies and Gentlemen; I give you the 'King of the Jungle'.”
“Did that monkey just speak?”
“That monkey just spoke!”
“Are you gonna let a monkey make a monkey out of ya?”
“It's easy to be outnumbered when you're a zero.”
“Every story gets to have a really big coincidence, and here's ours.”
“No people here to look stupid for. Just me.”
“You and ____together would be unbefitting to their social stature, you see?”
“Just lucky, I guess.”
“WATCH OUT FOR THAT TREE--!”
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BnHA Chapter 037: More Hallway Encounters
Previously on BnHA: Aizawa taught an entire audience of people how to respect women. Bakugou faced off against Ochako. Bakugou tried to blow her up, but she very nearly outmaneuvered him with a masterfully played strategy that culminated in 3 tons’ worth (apparently) of floating rubble nearly smashing him to bits. But in the end he managed to defend himself with another explosive blast, and she was too worn out to continue.
Today on BnHA: Bakugou tries to get me to ship him and Ochako because he knows I’m weak. Ochako tries to make me cry because she knows I’m weak. They all fucking know. Fucking shit. Kirishima arm wrestles Tetsutetsu because this series gives the people what they want. Endeavor stalks Deku in a hallway and tells him to fight Todoroki seriously since it’ll be a good test of how Todoroki would fare against All Might. Deku is all FUCK YOUUUUUUU but not really, but basically though. Then Todoroki and Deku get ready to fight.
(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’ve read up through chapter 82 now, so any ETAs will reflect that.)
“MIDORIYA AND ENDEAVOR”??!!!
OHHH MANNN. LOL THIS WOULD NOT PAN OUT IN A NON-COVER SITUATION, THOUGH. SHOUTO WOULD HAVE HOPPED ON OVER TO ALL MIGHT AND DEKU’S SIDE IN A FLASH
Deku seems really distraught that Ochako lost
Present Mic seems even more distraught
thank you Aizawa for keeping some semblance of impartiality
so now the first round is officially over and there’s going to be a short break before the quarterfinal round
I sure hope you’re ready, Deku. also, based on the title, maybe keep an eye out for Shouto’s psychotic dad who’s been making a habit of trolling people in the hallways today
OHO A WILD BAKUDEKU MOMENT APPEARS
HAHAHA
I love how they both go “!” when they see each other
I also like the face Kacchan made for like .001 seconds before he shifted into the DOOM face
lastly, I love Deku congratulating him after a brief moment of hesitation. like, he didn’t have to do it -- in fact, oddly enough, he risked pissing him off by doing so -- but you can see he wanted to, or like at least didn’t feel right not doing it lol
and then he walks off like a total weirdo
EXCEPT HE DOESN’T MAKE IT VERY FAR BEFORE KACCHAN HOPS UP THE STAIRS AFTER HIM
THESE TWO NEVER LET ME DOWN
I’M TRYING NOT TO POST EVERY SINGLE PANEL OF THEM, BUT JUST. LOOK AT DEKU’S FUCKING FACE HERE
anyway so now Deku, tell him that you didn’t suggest a damn thing. even though you tried to you sneaky sneak
and he is doing just that
giving her all of the credit. just like she fucking deserves
“so if it really was a lot of trouble for you... that was Uraraka”
and now Bakugou is dotting like he doesn’t quite believe it
BELIEVE IT, BUSTER
AND DON’T FORGET HER NAME, EITHER
whew! back to the stadium! Bakugou, you better get out here too if you don’t want to miss your rivals’ deathmatch
everyone from class A is heckling him as usual
I like that none of them are really scared of him at all. he’s only been at the school for about a month, and you can already see the difference that it’s made
Kaminari is saying that Bakugou should have held back against “that frail little girl”
uh. were you not paying any attention at all to Aizawa’s speech in the last chapter my dude. come on man
BAKUGOUUUUUU
LOOK, YOU. I CAN’T SHIP YOU AND OCHAKO BECAUSE I ALREADY SHIP HER AND IIDA, AND YOU AND DEKU, AND MAYBE TODOROKI IS CONFUSINGLY WEAVED IN THERE AS WELL, AND KIRISHIMA SEEMS TO BE VERY FOND OF YOU ALSO! ANYWAY I’M GETTING SIDETRACKED, BUT WHAT I WAS GOING TO SAY IS THAT I SURE AS SHIT DO SHIP YOU GUYS AS FRIENDS, IF YOU EVER WERE SO INCLINED TO FEEL LIKE POSSIBLY MAKING A FRIEND, YOU OLD SOFTY
AND ALSO MAYBE I DO SHIP YOU ANYWAY GODDAMMIT
RESPECT WOMEN, EVERYONE!!! IF THIS ASSHOLE CAN DO IT SO EASILY NONE OF YOU OTHER FUCKING CHARACTERS HAVE ANY FUCKING EXCUSE
OCHAKO IS AWAKE!!
Recovery Girl has already healed the majority of her scrapes and burns/bruises! she’s so great
Ochako is also great
“darn it!” omg. I fucking love you so much. you did so fucking great, please be proud. and you earned my asshole son’s respect, which you should know takes a whole fucking lot. he sure as shit doesn’t give that out to just anybody
moral of the story: all you have to do to earn Bakugou’s respect is nearly kill him
I’m glad Ochako’s not getting too down on herself, even though she’s disappointed! I mean, she should be a little disappointed, because if she wasn’t, it would mean she didn’t care at all and wouldn’t have a reason to keep pushing and improving for the next time. but like, she’s doing it productively and not getting all depressed and shit
ohhh! Present Mic’s voice is coming in over the loudspeakers! he’s talking about Kirishima versus Tetsutetsu! right -- I forgot all about them
lol are they really gonna arm wrestle? you know what it should be -- good old rock-paper-scissors
although now I have this mental image of the two of them just endlessly picking rock over and over again
anyways, they are indeed arm wrestling
AND KIRI CRUSHES HIM LIKE VELVET
THAT’S MY BOYYYY
AWWW HE’S EXTENDING THE HAND OF SHOUNEN FRIENDSHIP
LOOK AT THESE GOOD BOYS FORMING BONDS OF RESPECT IN THE SPRINGTIME OF THEIR YOUTH
ANYWAY. TIME TO DIE NOW, DEKU :’D
-- oh my god Ochako is calling her dad
I can’t handle this fucking shit
what the fuck are they trying to do giving me feels out of nowhere when I was unprepared and expecting to jump right into the Deku vs Todoroki fight for crying out loud
her parents are so proud and encouraging!
they’re saying it was really close. Ochako says it wasn’t. well, it wasn’t super close, but she put up a damn good fight and she nearly had him for just a moment
her parents are saying it’s not the end of the world and she can try again next year
they’re saying it’s no rush
oh my god Ochako
then silence for a sec... then they say she doesn’t have to push herself just for them
fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk
omg. what the fuck. like, I already love her?! so why do they keep...?!!!
I don’t know what else to do with these feelings about this girl lol. she tried so hard and did so well and she lost and she’s disappointed but her parents are so encouraging and she wanted to do well for them but they’re telling her it’s okay and just. I HAVE MENTIONED SEVERAL TIMES THAT KIDS TRYING HARD AND FAILING IS A TEAR TRIGGER FOR ME OKAY fucking shit. fuck. okay
whew. okay
fuck and Deku’s still within earshot. YOU SCOOT ALONG THERE, DEKU. LET HER BE. YOU HAVE A SAD BOY WITH DADDY ISSUES TO FIGHT
-- DEKU IF YOU CRY TOO I SWEAR TO GOD
-- HWHOWHKHL
OH MY GOD THE DREADED HALLWAY ENCOUNTER AT LONG LAST
I GOT SO CAUGHT UP IN THE OCHAKO FEELS I COMPLETELY FORGOT AND I LET MY GUARD DOWN
Deku is freaking out
this is the number two hero in the world, after all. he probably has so many notes about him. he probably would have asked him for his autograph just like he did when he first met All Might... if this encounter had taken place literally at any point before today
Endeavor is complimenting him on his quirk
“in terms of power, it seems on par with All Might’s.” hahaha. funny you should say that. what a funny coincidence huh
so is everybody and their fucking mom going to figure this out before this is all over, or
Deku is trying to storm off “innocently” and it’s just. the single most suspicious thing anyone has ever done
also, I hadn’t thought about it before, but when he thinks to himself that he has to keep it secret from Endeavor more than anyone... yeah. just think about what this asshole would do if he knew it was possible to gain All Might’s quirk. look at what he’s already done to his own child(ren??) just in order to surpass him. not only is he a piece of shit, he’s a very scary and powerful piece of shit
speaking of him being a scary and powerful piece of shit
welp
it’s amazing how he just goes and independently verifies everything Shouto already told Deku about him without being prompted. like if Deku had any doubts at all -- which of course he wouldn’t have, but if he did -- you have to assume that’d all be completely wiped away by this single page
he’s telling Deku to give it his all
well it’s not like he’d have any other choice, given how powerful Shouto is
now Endeavor’s walking away
but Deku is hitting him up with one of his trademark slightly-time-delayed Honest Shounen Responses!
“I’m not All Might...”
oh SNAP
YEEEAAHHHHHH. SUCK IT ENDEAVOOOOOOR
I’ll say it again -- if and when Todoroki wins, it’ll be in spite of him, not because of him
now the kids are finally facing off in the ring!
MY GOD but I love me a good fucking tournament arc :DDDDDDDD
BONUS:
well if it isn’t Todoroki “fuck you” Enji
he’s 45 years old omg
-- then just how fucking old is All Might?!
after a moment’s consideration, I’m still willing to date All Might if he’s 45
also, he looks damn good for 45. if he really is 45
I’m glad he isn’t part of the U.A. faculty, seeing as he’s an irredeemable sack of shit and U.A. doesn’t need any more of those. bad enough we have to put up with Mineta
“I hope to eventually portray exactly why that is” no need. for some things there’s just no excuse. again, see: Mineta
(ETA: although I assume it’s actually because this superhero society is so systematically fucked up and prioritizes just about all of the wrong values. like, I get that, and I can understand how he ended up being such a garbage person. but it doesn’t excuse it, nor does it excuse his being an abusive father and husband not to mention a just-this-shy-of-confirmed rapist to boot.)
also I’m kind of mad that he’s so good-looking without his flame beard and mustache. I suppose Shouto had to get those looks from somewhere
also also, “he can switch them on and off but typically leaves them burning as a flashy show of power” -- exactly like Vongola Primo! how fitting, since Primo is also a giant sack of shit lol
yeah I’ll just end this recap right there on that sick Vongola Primo burn okay bye
#bnha#boku no hero academia#makeste reads bnha#midoriya izuku#bakugou katsuki#uraraka ochako#kirishima eijirou#tetsutetsu tetsutetsu#lmao is that really his last name too#endeavor#todoroki enji#to everyone wondering about that out of the blue vongola primo hate#allow me to direct you to the the end of khr's inheritance arc#that's right primo you handsome old bastard#I haven't forgotten and I never will#and here it is now cropping up in an unrelated manga recap BECAUSE THAT'S JUST HOW I ROLL
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EPISODE 11
So I really pushed for it and it happened, Madison is officially gone and that’s one less person I gotta suck up to. But now mark is pissed at me. WHY WOULD WE VOTE KAREN OFF. She does not have a strong game, she’s floundering, she’s a prefect goat to take to the end. But whatever! Be as mad as you want. I was trying to help us both. But you just wanna be a big MAN BABY because I’m not letting you run this game. Remember how I said I wanted to run this and take no prisoners- well it’s now in full fuckin swing. I’ll do anything to get to the end. Even if that means cutting off mark, my number one ally. I’m actually super upset because I feel like he won’t be my friend anymore and wow I need to stop rambling whatever goodnight goodbye Goodluck
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I did a confessional before i got a strike lmaoooo I won immunity bitches time for revenge in Madison’s name. I’d love to just take out Tracey’s boring ass this round but there’s bigger threats in the game and unfortunately she’s not a threat to anyone or anything ever so let’s hope we can actually flush stoners idol this round and take out dan or drew
I didn't win immunity but i beat Drew the legend's score so im really happy about that. Tonight's plan is to tell people we're voting dan but actually vote drew, so I'm hoping it's seamless and not a fucking trainwreck like it has been. We're also trying to get Chris to use his idol. Lastly, im not sure i trust charlie atm. Mark wants her in on the Drew vote but im nervous that she might spill.
mark brought up a good point, but pat could potentially play the sapphire idol this round or the next for a big move, and with the way the game is going, one of these two tribals is probably the time to play it to try and swing some momentum back in his favor while also making a big move to add to his resume. just ideas™ in my head
Another fucking mess vote. Will I vote Drew? Maybe. Will I vote Chelsea? Maybe. Am I getting blindsided? Maybe. Idk it just feels weird. I feel like people are talking a lot but not a lot at the same time. Like we’re all beating around the bush. Let’s hop to it ladies. I’ll proabbly turn on Drew this week, I hope that doesn’t effect anything with Stoner in this game or the other game I’m in with him.
I'm writing another log because I'm so nervous for tonight once again. Idk why but I'm skeptical about Pippa being included in our voting information because I think she is secretly spying for Chris. The other night I told Pippa that I might vote Chris and not even a minute later, he messages me saying "I heard I'm getting votes against me." Coincidence? Idk. I want to be able to network and work with people but I don't know who to trust. Pat and Mark are pretty cool, but even Sammy I'm a little bit worried about. On the same night with the Pippa situation, I got a message from Chris telling me that Sammy asked him if he would vote me. So, now I'm not sure if Chris was just baiting me to start a fight, or if Sammy might also be working with Chris. Fuck.
This round is a mess but honestly, I’m like so here for it. I’m lowkey hoping Pat hits the bricks bc I told Drew he’s getting all the votes. I can’t wait to get voted out hahahahahaha. That would be so fucking funny. Everyone thinks Chris has the idol, but Drew does :~)
so this round has been very boring. Everyone is being predictable and sticking with their comfort. However I really want to switch things up and stop giving Tracey stoner and Chris so much power. Tracey just keeps coming to me to get information and it's low-key annoying cause like obvs I know she is working w Chris and Drew. Like she could be making power moves but she has not worked w me once and keeps like not going w anything I tell her. lmao whatever.
I feel like I have my little baby hands in every honey pot in this game. I’m the swing vote but I’m also deciding who it swings on. I’m letting Mark and drew think they’re picking who the vote is, but I’m whispering in their ears ehehhehe. Hopefully drew goes home tonight and stoner uses his idol
So uhhhhh last tribal was iconic skdndkndkdnd it actually worked and I'm still here ??????? Anyway nothing new has really happened so yeah :/ but um the others are flushing chris' idol and me drew and Chris are voting for Sammy. Also I need to keep an eye on dan because he still seems like a flip flopped skcjfkfnfj
CONFESSIONAL: This week is supposed to go smoothly. My alliance of sammy chelsea and mark is going well. I trust them a lot. With my alliance members getting voted out its easier for them to want to vote for me in the end. I miss madison but we have to keep moving forward to eliiminate drew, chris and tracey. i CANNOT STAND THEM. especially tracey. if she takes me out i will actually cry. No matter what happens atlast i have majority. and it seeeeeeems like people are noticing me and I realllllyyyy like that. Like if they keep going for chelsea and mark Its going to be amazing. This is literally how I won my BB game so I think this is a good way to get myself into the same position
OKAY SO SOMEHOW the concept of voting out madison actually worked?? Charlotte's interest in playing both sides was so incredible and useful in the last minute. Rip Ricky btw, i hope by the time this comes out, things are better for him. So the challenge was firedragon, which means i lost right the fuck away. So once again, a brilliant idol play was necessary. I'm bitter af that it couldn't be Chelsea ...but sammy probably was the better call. But now i'm stuck, F8, no idol, very little hope. It's nearing the end of the road but honestly making it this far is a triumph in itself.
SAMMY IS VOTED OUT
I’m shook. This is my third individual immunity win. My target is definitely growing but I still feel like I’m playing a reasonable game. I would love for Pat to use his Sapphire idol this week bc I would be safe regardless, but honestly Drew is the easy vote. The only thing that sucks is that he knows Pat has the Sapphire idol and if I flip, he could easily tell Pat or others about me telling him. I could do some damage control this week and tell Pat that Drew asked me if Pat had won the power and I said idk. And act like drew knew where everyone competed and it’s wideled down to Pat possibly having it. That’s a little risky but if it comes out that Drew told Pat I told him about the idol, it could save me and I can easily back pedal and say that Drew has a lucky guess. But at the same time, why would Drew lie if he was going out the door hnnnnn. It’s best if Pat doesn’t feel safe this week/thinks it’s gonna go to rocks. I think I could push a tie narrative by throwing Charlotte under the bus, but we’ll see. Regardless I’m going to the f7 and hopefully I have a solid group of 4 and maybe an idol of my own up my sleeve.
Okay I literally forgot that prevotes are due tonight; not being in an alliance chat this round made things weird, but iIve been working with Pat, Dan, Mark, and Charlotte to find the idol this entire time. I'm gonna be voting Chris, Tracey, or Drew, but I guess I should be talking to people about that and not idol clues lmfao.
Trying to fucking explain to Pat how his own Sapphire idol works is like trying to explain not being racist to my Uncle Bill. It’s just not....happening.
So!!!!!! Another tribal another person gone whew it sucka that it had to be sammy bc I actually wanted to work with him a bit but I gotta do what I gotta do to stay in the game. We had touchy subjects this round and I got most annoying which I'm sure I got bc I snapped in the tribe chat that one time JSJDJDJDJ and who doesn't deserve to still be here which is like ????? I get it!!! Y'all wanted me out for so long but you can't your way bc I'm smarter but w/e!!!! They can stay hatin ! I think I got most likely to get to the end and win or lose idk but I like my odds tbh rkdjdofnfk so this round will prob end being split 4-4 which is exciting bc it means we'll prob be going to rocks !!!! I'm nervous about being rocked out but hey at least it'll be exciting lol. I'm hoping after this round or next round to get dan out tho, he's playing a superb game and it'd be a great move to take him out t b h
Eek I really hope drew finally goes home! Glad I won funniest tbh! Haha! I’ll make a longer confessional later! I’ll prob be sent home tonight oh whale
I LOST THE CHALLENGE I DON'T HAVE AN IDOL This should spell death for me. It really should. it probably still will. But I have three people willing to vote with me, two willing to pull a rock for me. So far, at least. A lot of shit changes when the revote is upon us. There's also Pat's sapphire idol to think about. I'm honestly not expecting to make it through this round but if I do, there are only four rounds left to go. Four rounds, it's not that much. We're trying to vote Pat because making me and Pat both safe was the best way to keep Dan on board with the plan. That and the fact that he won immunity and wouldn't pull a rock. Also I got biggest threat and needs to go next. These whores really know how to flatter a bitch.
IM FINALLY VOTING TRACEY OUT.. too bad shes not actually going home bc Pat has the reward from the dark week. He started getting nervous with his name apparently going around this vote and only charlotte or dan would need to flip to cause rocks/send pat home. So Pat is safe with his idol but it cancels votes for the top 2 vote getters. So we had to maneuver the votes so Tracey is actually the second vote getter and Drew is the 3rd so Drew goes home. Me Dan Pat and Chelsea searched every name in survivor history on the blog for the clues to the idol, and then searched those numbers. We dont have it yet but should soon. Touchy subjects was interesting. Apparently i really am perceived to be running this game, not sure how that happened. But hopefully if i get to the end after "running the game" since merge thatll make up the lack of social game i have compared to some of the people left in the game.
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