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Dave Strider, Jade Harley
Act 5, page 3024-3032
-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering gardenGnostic [GG] --
TG: hey
TG: welcome to the medium finally i guess
GG: hey!!!!!
GG: last time i talked to you i was asking for help and you were just nakking at me
GG: what was up with that bro???
TG: ok i dont know what youre talking about it was probably just some horrorterror chirping at you during one of your nap bubble mindfucks
TG: its not the point i just wanted to say
TG: i just saw you
GG: you did?
TG: yeah
TG: you appeared for a second
TG: shooting at an imp
TG: then you disappeared
GG: ohhhhhhh
GG: yes, i did get around during that battle didnt i?
GG: it was really intense!!!
GG: those stupid things are impossible to kill :(
TG: no you can kill them
TG: youll get better dont worry
GG: in the heat of the fray i didnt notice you!
GG: where were you?
TG: three places
TG: i remember seeing you twice before in different locations
TG: but at the moment im standing in the middle of this snowy goddamn field freezing my shit off
TG: just wanted to see if you were cool
GG: yeah im fine, thanks for asking!
GG: what do you mean you remember seeing me?
GG: was i jumping through time or something?
TG: no i was
TG: this is future me
TG: one of the future mes that is
GG: youre from the future?
TG: yeah jade thats what future me means
GG: :p
GG: john told me you have been doing some time traveling
TG: yeah
GG: that is.....
GG: really really awesome!
TG: its ok
TG: hey its pretty fucking cold
GG: i knoooooow
GG: it is a really neat place but its freeeeezing :o
TG: so im gonna go some place warm be back in a while later
-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering gardenGnostic [GG] --
GG: wait!
GG: dave!!
GG: uuugh stupid lousy cool dudes
-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering gardenGnostic [GG] --
TG: ok im back
TG: an hour later
GG: an hour?
TG: an hour for me
TG: a second for you
TG: i ran around for an hour got my ass some place warm
TG: went back in time
TG: picked up where we left off
GG: :O
GG: i can not believe how cool that is
GG: this is me believing neither that, nor its coolness :O
TG: yeah
TG: i guess im sorta used to it by now i dont think of hours going by the same way anymore
TG: i mean
TG: they are my hours but not everyone elses theyre kind of like private hours all to myself
TG: while everyone else is sort of in slow motion stuck in the thick of the alpha
GG: hmmmm...
GG: i dont know if i get that but ok!
TG: well yeah
TG: my thing is time yours is space
TG: pretty different things
TG: you GET things about space i dont
TG: or you will
GG: i will?
TG: yup
GG: ok........
GG: but anyway youre right, its coooold!!!!!!
GG: i have to go back inside
GG: i wish i had winter clothes
GG: and if i did, i ALSO wish that my wardrobifier didnt blow up with all of my beautiful clothes inside it :C
GG: im so horribly unprepared for this.... i have never even seen snow before, can you believe that!!!
TG: pretty believable since you lived on guam or wherever the fuck
TG: and also inside an active volcano
GG: derp yes dave that is so where i lived
GG: that is as biographically accurate as it gets about me!
TG: well ive never seen it either now that i think about it
GG: no???
TG: no
GG: isnt it great?????
TG: nah
TG: lavas better
GG: lava is NOT better than snow :|
TG: yeah it is lava and skeletal skyscrapers all melting and shit how is that not way cooler than
TG: snow and
TG: like
TG: more snow
GG: you cant play in lava, its no fun
GG: you can only die in lava
TG: snows a big chilly carpet of nobody gives a shit
TG: like old man winter spread around his nasty mayonnaise and turned the landscape into his personal asshole sandwich
GG: eww dave no
TG: when i look around all i see is the miles of unharnessed snowmen im just too damn cool to build
GG: no this is so lame
GG: i am hearing an insane and stupid guy say stupid idiot things while wearing dumb sunglasses for lame morons!
TG: whoa jade with the fucking haymaker
TG: i need to go look for my teeth on the canvas as soon as shit stops spinning and there stops being like ten of you
GG: heheheh
GG: why dont we play in the snow later
GG: as soon as you get some....................................
TG: time
GG: ..............................
TG: time
GG: ...................
TG: time then shades
GG: ..........
TG: time
GG: ...............
TG: time/shades lets go
GG: .......
GG: ....
GG: ...
TG: oh my fucking god
GG: ..
GG: .
GG: time 8)
TG: im not gonna play in the snow
TG: maybe you missed those credentials i flashed which clearly stated me being too cool for that
TG: like federally too cool
TG: my coolness is named after a dead president plus his middle initial to make it sound extra legit
GG: i know youre joking around, you are not too cool at all, you dont even think that
TG: ok
GG: brrrrrr
TG: i thought you were going inside
GG: i forgot :\
TG: well at least make some damn clothes
TG: something warmer why dont you alchemize some shit
GG: i cant!!!
GG: all that stuff blew up
TG: blew up
GG: its a long story that involves a pinata and a gun and a very naughty doggie
TG: i completely understand everything about that practically entirely
GG: so anyway, that reminds me ive got to talk to john!
GG: ive got to get him to make me some new gizmos...
GG: assuming thats even possible
TG: no dont bother john
TG: hes on like his fuckin
TG: wind mission or whatever
TG: getting all his ridiculous magic cyclone powers on and realizing his huge blowy destiny
TG: as the chump of shoosh
GG: john has magic cyclone powers?
TG: almost
GG: whoa....
GG: you guys are all so much better than me, i feel sooooo lame
TG: we all start out somewhere
TG: remember how i was scrambling up that tower to get that egg like an idiot
TG: what the hell was i doing
TG: i was like goddamn pooh bear in a tree reaching up his fat fuckin pooh paw for some mother fuckin honey
GG: heehee
TG: so even though im awesome now at one point i was plausibly likened to an autistic stuffed animal
TG: and you even knew what to do
TG: you told me how it worked all christopher robinning my ignorant ass about that egg
TG: but i was all like IM A LITTLE BLACK RAIN CLOUD BITCH WATCH ME CLIMB
TG: so maybe youre startin out with more sense than me
GG: maaaybe
GG: :)
TG: in any case egbert lost his computer and game disc
TG: so he cant do anything for you anyways
GG: oh no
GG: did he lose it in a magic cyclone?
TG: probably some shit like thats what happened
TG: but youre not completely screwed
TG: we just have to think outside the box here
GG: we do?
TG: yeah honestly i figured wed have to do something like this
TG: so i guess here we are doing it
GG: doing what??
TG: well youre my server player remember
GG: yes
TG: i need you to deploy something first
TG: in my apartment
TG: in a few hours ill go back there and we can continue this
GG: oh jeez, a few hours????
-- turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering gardenGnostic [GG] --
-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering gardenGnostic [GG] --
TG: yeah
TG: as in a few seconds
TG: im back at my place now
GG: fastest hours :o
TG: yeah
TG: now
TG: deploy the intellibeam laserstation
GG: but that costs so much grist!!!
TG: no it costs practically nothing
TG: check out how much ive got
GG: omg...
GG: what does this thing do?
TG: its mostly pretty stupid and useless
TG: but itll come in handy here
TG: it reads captcha codes
GG: on the back of cards?
TG: yeah
GG: but
GG: we can already read those!
TG: some are too garbled and complicated
TG: the human eye cant decipher them
TG: needs sophisticated scanning technology
TG: and artificial intelligence to figure it out
GG: hmm
GG: but isnt the whole point of captchas that only humans can read them?
GG: and not robots???
TG: yeah well
TG: thats why this is so dumb
TG: i guess some captchas are so incomprehensible cause the game thinks it would be too cheap to let you duplicate them
TG: like an anti piracy measure
TG: so the solution to the anti piracy measure is to override the anti spam measure
GG: anti spam?
TG: well yeah thats what captchas are for
TG: and theyre on the back of cards for a really good reason
TG: cause god knows the last thing youd want was some web bot being able to figure out the code for like
TG: a potted plant
TG: that would be fucking mayhem
GG: yeah obviously!
TG: but in order to effectively cheat here weve got to open pandoras spam box
TG: and release the laserstation into the world with its leering intellibeam
TG: now no captcha is safe youll have bots signing up for email accounts and duplicating potted plants and shit
GG: oh nooo
TG: basically robots are in control now
TG: which is good news and bad news
TG: the bad news is theyre all pornbots and theyve got LOADS of provocative material theyre just dying to share with us
GG: whats the good news?
TG: thats also the good news
GG: dave i still dont know what youre actually doing here
TG: whats it look like
TG: im duplicating my server disc
GG: oh....
GG: to give it to john?
TG: nah i told you were not bothering john
TG: hes got shit to do
TG: ill just install it
GG: but...
GG: you are already roses server player!
GG: and john is mine!
GG: not to mention im yours!!!
GG: can you really be a server player to your own server player?
TG: dont see why not
TG: we have to get creative here
TG: this games already so far off the rails what else is there to do but improvise
GG: but i guess
GG: i thought that john sort of.....
GG: HAD to be my server? you know?
TG: well he was
TG: he got you in didnt he
TG: but now hes not
TG: been a change of plans
TG: time to roll with it
GG: well youre from the future right?
GG: dont you know already if itll work?
TG: yeah more or less
TG: i never really studied how it went down all that closely
TG: i just figured when the time came to sort it out the right thing to do would be obvious
TG: like it is now
TG: managing the loops is a balance of careful planning and just rolling with your in the moment decisions
TG: and trusting they were the ones you were always supposed to make
TG: by now im pretty used to having my intuition woven into the fabric of the alpha timeline
GG: pretty smooth dave
TG: yeah i know
GG: shades for everybody
GG: 8) 8)
TG: thisll be the disc i use for your connection
TG: while the original will stay bound to roses connection
GG: so you will be the server for BOTH us ladies???
GG: you just keep getting smoother, i cant handle all this smoothness
TG: well technically
TG: i will be your server
TG: and past me will stay as roses server
TG: which is to say present me will
TG: the one in the black suit
GG: ohh...
GG: i guess that makes sense
TG: he can keep managing her for a while
TG: until she sorta checks out soon and becomes totally useless
TG: then he can start hopping around time like i did
TG: make a ton of money and stuff
TG: eventually become me
TG: and become your server player
GG: ok i think i understand that!
TG: yeah see its not hard to get the hang of
TG: in the meantime ill kind of loiter around this timeframe to help you out for a while
GG: yessss thanks dave <3
GG: um
GG: what do you mean rose will check out? :\
TG: dont worry about it just some more future stuff
TG: now i need you to go downstairs
GG: uhhhh ok
TG: im just going to cut right to the chase and upgrade your alchemiter so you can avoid a lot of bullshit
TG: ill give you some codes and you can punch cards and slip em into jumper blocks
TG: which are really the exact same codes you first gave me when we upgraded my alchemiter
TG: which seems like a hella long time ago
GG: it does doesnt it
TG: yeah but it kind of literally is for me
GG: how long?
TG: few days i guess
GG: ok thats not THAT long :p
TG: whatever
GG: yaaaaaaaaaaaay!
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June 11, 3027
Lapis then looked to Marina’s mother. There her heart jumped to a million beats per second when she met the gaze of Marina’s mother. Her face seemed to be gentle, but that’s just what made Lapis uncomfortable. There was just something off about it. Especially since she was staring straight at her. Lapis turned her eyes to the menu once again. Turning the page, deciding water was the best option. Even though there probably was something else Lapis would’ve wanted she decided it was best to not draw suspicion. Especially after that glare. Lapis looked through the number of options. Then her eyes caught onto a particular dish. Veracruz Lapis had a small smile on her face. She recalled the memory of having it any time she would go to some kind of fancy mexican, or tex mex restaurant with her parents. She remembered how much she enjoyed it so much that it became her favorite. Of course it always came with small judgemental stares. The eyes of her parents, and sometimes extended family glaring into her soul. Then she looked back up. Both Marina, and her mother were looking at her. Lapis could feel her lungs pumping in and out air, at a rate that was noticeably fast. “Hola.” Lapis flinched violently before turning back to see an employee dressed in all black. “Oh sorry I didn’t mean to startle you. My name is Miranda, my pronouns are she/her, and I’ll be your waitress for the afternoon. What can I get you to drink?” The waitress asked. Her eyes darted around the three women. “I’ll have a raspberry hibiscus cocktail.” Marina’s mother said as the waitress pressed a button on a tablet. Marina gave her a dirty glare before looking at the waitress. “I’ll have a sweet tea.” The waitress pressed another button before looking down to Lapis. “I’ll have water.” Lapis said. Her throat was dry, and it hurt to talk. “Alright I’ll be back with your drinks in just a minute.” The waitress said before she walked off. “Alcohol? Really mom?” Marina said. Lapis could feel the aggression in her voice. Marina’s mother looked at her and laughed. “Sweetie, it’s my favorite drink.” Marina rolled her eyes. “You came here alone.” Marina replied as she placed one hand down on the seat. Lapis saw it and reached for Marina’s hand. She grabbed it and squeezed it. “Well then I can always catch a ride with you too.” Lapis’s heart started pounding. A shiver came up her spine at the thought of Marina’s mother being in the backseat. The entire ride. “No, you’re going to sober up, or get someone else to drive you home.” Marina replied back quickly and aggressively. Lapis restrained every muscle to let out a sigh of relief. Let alone any noise at all. Marina’s mother went quiet. Was she going to yell at Marina for not being a responsible daughter? Would she take off one of her shoes and throw it at the two? Lapis could feel the pounding get louder. A smile appeared on Marina’s mother’s face. It wasn’t an evil, or aggressive one, but rather a calm yet collected one. It still disturbed Lapis. “You know y’all can hold hands on the table. No need to hide it from me.” Marina’s mother said gently as the two looked down at their hands interlocked with one another. Lapis could see a hint of red appear on Marina’s cheek as the two moved their hands up to rest on the table.It felt like something bolder, more powerful than it actually was. It gave Lapis a bit of confidence, but it was still followed by an unease. “So Lapis do you live with Marina?” Marina’s mother asked. Once again the pounding sped up. It was getting harder to breathe in through her mouth and nose. “No. I live with some other roommates in an apartment complex.” Lapis replied quickly. Her hand was gripping on to Marina’s now. “Oh interesting, I thought you too would be living together by now since you too have been dating since middle school.” Marina’s mother committed. “Once again we started dating in high school.” Marina said calmly. Probably the most calm Marina had spoken since they entered the restaurant. “Oh well, do you too have plans to start living together soon."
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Between the Pages
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/DsgviQK by alex232227 Dean Winchester, a friendly and laid-back student with a love for classic rock and pie, meets Castiel, a reserved and brilliant academic who turns out to be his roommate. Despite their differences, they find themselves drawn to each other, building a love that neither anticipated but both can’t deny. Words: 3027, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Meg | Demon Possessing Meg Masters, Benny Lafitte, John Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Castiel & Meg | Demon Possessing Meg Masters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Slow Burn, Internalized Homophobia, Homophobic Language, Cuddling & Snuggling, Sleepy Cuddles, Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Coming Out, Homophobic John Winchester, Fraternities & Sororities, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Drunkenness, Humiliation, Gay Castiel (Supernatural), Bisexual Dean Winchester, Social Anxiety read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/DsgviQK
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How Can Topic Clusters Improve Your Website Blog Footers? How Can a Featured Image Help Leverage Topic Cluster Footers? What Can A Call-To-Action (CTA) Do For Your Website Blog? Unlock the Power of Linking to Pillar Pages? Unlock the Benefits of Quotes: How? A pillar page serves as an authoritative and in-depth resource on an overall topic, linking out to cluster pages which further examine specific subtopics within it. Content strategies like these enhance a website's authority in specific industry keywords and demonstrate that the brand is an expert on that topic, making search engines prioritize that pillar page when searching for related terms. To read the rest of this article, please click on the link below: https://websitebloggers.com/how-can-topic-clusters-improve-your-website-blog-footers/?feed_id=3027&_unique_id=653e3fb10f318
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Literally two tumblrinas talking in late 2022
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Fauci Email Gems
All emails are pulled from this PDF from the FOIA request, and I got the PDF from this BuzzFeed News article.
Page 3027:
From page 3206. While this does not prove that gain of function research was being funded with tax dollars, it does indicate that it was happening before the "pause" (ban) and Fauci and others weren't 100% sure it had stopped.
On page 3187 there is a back and forth between Fauci and another scientist about the genome sequence of SARS-CoV-2, where Dr. Andersen suggests that there are parts of the sequence that look like they could have been engineered. This was January 31, 2020.
Page 3081. Fauci responds to someone pointing out an error with a study he had cited. Fauci's insistence on asymptomatic transmission being a problem was based on anecdotal reports from scientists in China (working under the CCP), not any actual studies.
(Note: Later he corrected his last sentence to say "most transmissions occur from someone who is symptomatic", page 3074)
Page 3025. Fauci explains that even if we had transmission of the novel coronavirus in the U.S. (this email is from 2/4), all we would need to do is wash our hands and avoid crowds. And he says that's what we were already doing for influenza, meaning no new measures were needed according for February 2020 Fauci.
On page 2260 (March 12, 2020), a medical director of a charity clinic asks if all staff should use PPE for all patients, even if they display no symptoms, because there were asymptomatic cases in the clinic. Fauci refers the email to a staff member saying he is "not sure what [the medical director] is talking about."
If you're combing through these like I am, feel free to add your own!
But please make sure to include page numbers from the PDF linked above.
We want to make sure we cite all of our sources!
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Chrome & Leather - Chapter 1
Series Masterlist
Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC, Brother Bucky x OFC, Billy Russo x OFC
Series Warnings: Angst, Violence, Smut, Lies, Cussing, I will list if there is more in each chapter
Word Count: 3027
Summary: Life had always been simple in the small town that the Barnes and Rogers family grew up in. Jessie Barnes had fallen in love with Bucky’s best friend Steve Rogers as a teenager. Heartache falls upon Jessie as Steve leaves to join the army with Bucky to figure his life out.
Several years later Bucky and Steve come back to town and decide to make their dreams come true. Steve has his sights on Jessie and they reunite, starting a passionate relationship focused on building a future together. With Jessie busy at the family diner, Bucky and Steve open a mechanic shop along with a motorcycle club.
Things seem to be going the way they want until a family secret brings drama and rips the family apart. As the world slowly crumbles around everyone, Bucky and Steve are betrayed by a friend and framed for crimes they didn’t commit. Once again Jessie watches the life she dreamt of slip through her fingers. Broken-hearted she is forced to move on without him.
Five years later, Steve and Bucky come back to town to find Jessie engaged to Sheriff Russo and raising a son. Can Steve win Jessie back before she marries Billy and will the truth about who tore the family apart come to light?
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“I don’t understand, what do you mean you’re joining the army with Bucky?” The news had devastated Jessie as she had always imagined settling down with Steve. Now, it seemed like he was running away from her.
Steve sighed as he watched Jessie lose her temper. “Jessie I���m not leaving for good. I just need to figure out my life.”
Jessie watched as he continued to pack his bags, irritated by everything going on around her. Both men were scheduled to leave at the end of the week and who knew how long they would really be gone for. She felt as though her life was falling apart. It was supposed to be different, they were meant for each other.
“You can’t figure it out here?” She turned her back to him as tears spilled from her eyes.
“Jessie.” Steve lightly grabbed her arm and turned her around. Jessie buried her face in his chest. “Hey, shhh, it’s okay. Listen it’s going to be okay I promise. Buck and I are just going in for a few years. We will be back, you know that right?”
Jessie nodded as Steve kissed the top of her head. Part of her wanted to believe him but the other kept telling her he was never coming back.
“Sweetheart, look at me.” His fingers lightly touched her chin and tilted her head up so he could look her in the eyes. “I swear I’ll be back. Why would I leave for good when you’re here?” Her teary blue eyes looked at him with confusion. “You still haven’t figured it out yet Jessie? My heart is yours, always has been. You need to finish school and this’ll give me a chance to figure things out. I’ll always come back to you, no matter what.” His lips softly pressed against hers for the first time.
Jessie woke up suddenly as the dream slowly faded from her mind, the cool air filtering through the bedroom window. Her phone alarm rang from the nightstand next to the bed and a groan escaped her lips as she leaned over to turn it off. Her eyes fluttered open, slowly focusing on the read-out that read 5 AM, Friday. Jessie stretched as she decided to give herself ten more minutes in bed.
The thought of Bucky and Steve coming home tomorrow stirred mixed emotions within her. She was happy that she would see her brother, but fear gripped her heart over the thought of facing Steve after being separated for the past few years. What if things changed and Steve didn’t want her anymore? There was also a chance he had found love while he was away. Jessie shook her head of the negative thoughts, instead thinking about the day ahead.
By now her mother would have already opened the family-owned diner, “Rise & Shine,” which was a hotspot in this little town of just under two thousand people. Since graduating high school, this was the way of life for Jessie: rise in the morning to work at the diner and, depending on the day, work at a local bar at night. With her father passing away from a heart attack two years prior, the business fell on Jessie, her sister Becca, and their mom. Bucky would have also been roped in to help if he hadn't enlisted.
Most people who lived in this little town could trace their families' history back a few generations. Those who left town generally never came back as they moved on to better lives, or so it’s been said. The thought of leaving never crossed her mind as this place had everything she needed.
Everything, that is, except Steven Grant Rogers.
Steve Rogers had lived next door to the Barnes family with his mother, Sarah. She was a widow just trying her best to raise the young boy by herself. George and Winnie Barnes had three children: Bucky, Becca, and Jessie. Bucky was older than Jessie by two years with Becca being the middle child. Jessie was always treated like a fragile little girl, but lord did she have a temper. She wasn’t afraid to start a fight or stand her ground when she needed to.
Both families were close and would always spend time with one another. Bucky and Steve quickly became best friends while Jessie watched from afar. As Jessie got older, she developed a crush on the blond-haired, blue-eyed boy. Those emotions grew into something she couldn’t quite describe in high school, so she kept them to herself.
Becca would constantly tease Jessie about her crush while Bucky and Steve got into trouble as most boys do. They hung out with a group of guys their age that always seemed to be around the house. There was Billy Russo, Clint Barton, and Sam Wilson which Winnie and George knew about. Then there were three other guys that were a couple of years older named Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, and Tony Stark.
Jessie paid no attention to the other boys as her eyes were only for Steve. By the time the guys graduated, Steve was tall and slightly built, which made her heart skip a beat. He was always a gentleman to her but there was a hint of a bad boy under all of that. Steve had a knack for picking fights with other boys and naturally, Bucky was there to join in.
The summer before her senior year, she noticed the quick glances Steve would give her. They soon turned into stolen moments where he held her hand or softly kissed her forehead. A part of Jessie always wanted to ask him if there was something more between them, though the risk of losing him as a friend kept her from asking.
By the end of the summer, Steve’s mom Sarah had passed away from cancer and that left him in a bad place mentally. Bucky had decided to join the army and Steve naturally joined to get away from the heartache. Little did he know he was breaking Jessie’s heart in the process.
Jessie wiped the sleep from her eyes, pulled the covers back, and stumbled into the dark bathroom to get ready for the day. She turned the shower to as hot as it could get as she thought about the busy day that laid ahead of her.
Once showered, Jessie dried off and changed into something comfortable. Throwing her hair into a messy bun Jessie glanced into the mirror to take herself in. Out of the Barnes family, she was the shortest at 5’5, with a fit hourglass frame, medium length hair, and deep blue eyes. Ready for the day, she headed downstairs. The cell phone dinged, signaling a text message. She took it out of her back pocket to read it.
Wanda: You better be on your way.
Jessie: Heading out the door, be there in ten minutes.
Pocketing her phone, Jessie grabbed the keys off the counter and headed out the door. She hopped in her black Chevy pickup truck and made her way to the diner.
As soon as Jessie walked into the diner, she got to work. The mornings were always chaotic as people came in for the usual coffee and breakfast before heading into work. The morning shift always consisted of Jessie, her mom, and Wanda with her twin brother Pietro in the kitchen. Jessie rolled her shoulders and headed out to the dining room to take orders.
Her mom dubbed her a workaholic with no social life, but Jessie just saw it as a way to pay her bills. Lord knew her mother tried to get her set up on dates, but Jessie never made time for it. The dates she reluctantly went on, no one ever measured up to Steve.
Men were always doing a double-take as Jessie walked by, especially the newly-elected Sheriff Billy Russo. Billy had graduated in the same class with both Bucky and Steve. He was a kind man, a charmer, and had the ladies fawning over him wherever he went. Every morning he came into the diner for breakfast and lunch with his deputies. He always made sure to sit in Jessie’s section and was always kind to her.
Wanda approached Jessie as she typed an order for the kitchen. “So how did your date go with the guy your mom set you up with from church? What’s his name?”
Jessie couldn’t help but roll her eyes as she replied, “Grant Ward, he may be cute but that’s all he is, eye-candy. There was no personality and I’m pretty sure he just wanted a one-night stand.”
“Well, you need to pop that cherry sometime Jessie. It's not healthy to be pent up all the time. If not Grant, then pick someone like Sheriff Russo. We all know he comes in here to see you. Since you aren’t sleeping with anyone are you, you know, at least…masturbating?” Wanda lowered her voice with the last word.
“Jesus Wanda, not so loud!” Jessie looked around to make sure no one heard them. “I’ll know when I’m ready. As for the other thing...that’s none of your business.”
Wanda smirked at her, “I know you want Steve but who knows what he is like now. I’m just saying you need a backup plan in case, and Russo is a decent option.”
Jessie did find herself enjoying Billy’s company when he came into the diner. Billy looked at her but it never made her feel uncomfortable. “I don’t know Wanda, you know how busy I am. I just want to wait and see.” Wanda nodded as she took the hint to drop it. “Today was going to be a long day,” Jessie thought as she grabbed an order for one of her tables.
Friday seemed to be flying by as patrons came and went into the diner. Her mom checked out just before lunchtime as her friend, Nat, and Becca clocked in. Between Jessie, Becca, Wanda, Pietro, and Nat, they worked like a well-oiled machine. Just before the dinner rush, all four women and Pietro were clocking out as the nighttime team was coming in.
“I don’t know about you ladies, but I am ready for some fun tonight!” Pietro was always looking for an excuse to go out and party.
Jessie shook her head and replied, “No partying here. I have to be up at the bar in an hour and a half. I need to go home to shower and eat.” She headed to the pickup truck as they were booing her.
“When are you ever gonna come out with us and let loose?” Wanda pouted at her friend.
“You know I have to work. I’m trying to help my mom out with keeping her house. Mom is too stubborn to tell Bucky what is going on, and she barely lets me help as it is.”
Becca rolled her eyes. “There’s always an excuse Jessie. I’m helping mom too, but I make time to go out and so should you.”
Nat walked over to Jessie and slung her arm around her. “We know hun but you need to have fun as well. Let loose every now and then, we all miss you.”
A sigh escaped her lips. “I’ll try to see if I can get Saturday night off.” Her friends and sister cheered with her answer. “But, don’t expect me to pull off a miracle on such short notice.”
“That works for me. We’ll be by for drinks later.” Nat hugged Jessie as she walked over to Pietro’s car. Jessie watched as her three friends got into the car and pulled away from the diner.
Becca was still standing on the sidewalk looking at her. “Seriously sis, you haven’t been happy since Steve left for the army. I know it hurts. With them coming home tomorrow, how do you even know he is still single?” Jessie looked at the ground, upset by the prospect that Becca could be right. “I just don’t want you to be hurt again waiting for something that may not be a possibility.” Becca offered a sad smile as she got into her car and left.
Jessie processed what her sister said, there was no telling if Steve stayed single for the last four years. Though he did promise to come back to her before he left. With Steve and Bucky due into town soon, anything could happen at this rate. For now, she would push those thoughts aside.
Instead, she thought about the possibility of having a night off. She hopped into her pickup and headed home to get ready for her night job.
By the time Jessie showered, changed, and ate, it was time to head to the bar. She was feeling tired from working an almost twelve-hour day at the diner. Now she had seven hours ahead of her to work but the tips she would make made it worth the long hours. Tonight she wore a low scoop black shirt, skinny jeans, and black boots. Satisfied with her hair and makeup, Jessie jogged out of the house and jumped back into her truck.
The drive was just ten minutes from her house thanks to small-town living. Her mind kept counting down the hours until Bucky and Steve arrived. Jessie felt nervous but excited as she thought about what tomorrow would bring. Finally, she pulled up to the front of “Falcon’s Tavern.” Jessie couldn’t help but smile at the name. Sam Wilson had always had a dream of opening a tavern for the local nightlife. No surprise as he was a friend of Bucky and Steve’s in high school. Sam was like another brother to her and he took that role seriously.
Rock music was playing through the speakers as Jessie made her way through the small crowd. It was only 7 PM, and in a few short hours, this place would be packed with the same weekend crowd. She walked to the office to throw her keys into her locker and made her way out to the bar area.
Sam caught her eye and smiled. “Well look what the cat dragged in. It’s my sister from another mister.”
Jessie rolled her eyes as she walked over to him and gave him a hug. “Hey, Sam ready for another fun-filled night?”
“Oh, I’m ready. Thor's at the front tonight just so you know." Sam wasn’t one to mess around with so she nodded in agreement. He might be her boss, but he was more like a very protective of her.
The night seemed to fly by as the crowd got bigger. Beers were being served, cocktails were made, and the tip jar grew more full by the minute. Thor had already thrown out a few drunks as they were getting handsy with the waitresses.
A few hours into her shift, Nat, Wanda, and Pietro walked into the bar. They took a seat at one of the tables near the pool table. Jessie watched on and off as her friends were able to drink and have fun; something she hasn’t done in a while and now craved. Maybe having a night out every once in a while would be good for her mentally.
Just before 2 AM, the bar was starting to empty and Jessie waved as her friends bid her goodnight. A few minutes after they left, an off-duty Billy walked into the bar and caught her eye. He took a seat at the bar and watched her walk over to him.
“Well good morning Sheriff, what can I getcha?”
Billy smiled at her. “A whiskey would be great.”
“One whiskey coming up.” Jessie poured him his favorite brand and sat the glass in front of him.
Billy lifted the glass to his lips as he took a sip of the amber liquid. He watched as she wiped down the bar. “So I have been wanting to ask you this for some time but are you free for lunch today?”
Jessie stopped cleaning. “Today? I can’t. My brother is coming back to town.” She could see the disappointment written on his face.
“Oh, I didn’t know he was coming home this weekend. Maybe another time then.” Billy downed the rest of the liquid and placed some bills down on the bar.
Jessie grabbed the money to cash him out. “Umm, sure.” Billy stood from the bar to leave when she called out to him, “What about your change? You left a lot!”
Billy turned to smile at her. “Keep it, sweetheart.” He winked at her and left the bar.
Sam came out of his office and walked behind the bar. “Jessie turned down the Sheriff. You really are breaking hearts.”
Jessie turned and slapped him in the stomach. “Hush you! No one asked for your commentary.”
“Hey, I’m just teasing you.” He held his hands up in surrender. “Here are your tips from tonight.”
Jessie grabbed the cash from his hand and stuffed it in her pocket. “Oh, by the way, I know this is last minute but I was wondering if I could take tonight off? I know Saturdays are busy, but everyone is getting together to celebrate the guys coming home.”
“Of course. I will get someone to cover your shift,” Sam responded.
Her eyes lit up. “Really? Sam, you’re the best!”
“I am. Now let me finish closing up, you can go home.” Sam steered her out from behind the bar.
Not wanting to question him, she ran to the office, grabbed her keys, and then jogged back out. “Thanks, Sam I owe you!” Jessie was excited for the first time in years. She got in her truck and headed home. Her mind was racing as she thought about coming face to face with Steve.
He had promised to come back to her, but that was four years ago. Would he still feel the same way about her when he came home with Bucky? Or would his heart have moved on?
Jessie took a few slow breaths as she walked into her house. Hopefully, her future would be everything she had dreamed of.
Chapter 2
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Teacher’s Day
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A/N: Happy birthday to our comedic meme material prince Hendery!😘 This is a re-upload from my old acc so I hope you guys enjoy! (P.S. Reuploaded again since the previous one failed to show up in tags)
Genre: Smut
Word Count: 3027
Warning: Bratty Sub!Hendery, Dom!Reader, Femdom, Teacher/Student Roleplay, Profanity, Hair pulling, Spanking, Wedgie, Degradation, Anal play, Sex toys, Titty sucking/worshipping, Writing lines as punishment
“How much longer?” Blindfolded Hendery whines while you are leading him to the designated room for his birthday playtime, but this impatient boy obviously can’t wait.
“What is my surprise, to be exact?” The boy continues to inquire. “I hope I won’t be walking blindfolded for too much longer or I am starting to think that you are taking me to the slaughterhouse like I am a piglet!”
“I’ll make sure your surprise is worth the wait if you stop being this inquisitive.” You stop your leading steps. “Seriously? A piglet? Can you not ruin the mood by goofing around and exaggerating things this much?”
“Okay okay I am sorry.” Hendery playfully apologizes. “First asking me to wear the uniform from the Back to School Kit, second blindfolding me like this, I am really dying to know what it is!”
“Shh be patient.” You smirk while finally leading him inside the room, instructing him to sit down in a chair. “Do you know what’s special about today?”
“My birthday, of course! Why ask?” He asks, puzzled.
“It’s also Teachers’ Day in Taiwan as well.” You half-whisper in his ear while taking off his blindfold. “So I’d better teach you some manners as well as something unforgettable on this day…”
Hendery’s vision clears up as he glances around his surroundings: a blackboard with capitalized letters “DETENTION” written on it, a podium in the front left of the room, and several sets of desk and chairs arranged in neat rows while he’s seated in one of them, with a typical school bag hanging from the hook on the right side of his desk.
“Wow this looks legit…” He compliments. “So this is why the school uniform?”
You reply in a sly hum, picking up the 50-cm iron ruler originally leaning against the podium before approaching him. “I remember you mentioning role-play to spice up our sex life, so I figured this can be the peak of your birthday. You like that, my naughty schoolboy?” You smirk alluringly while tilting his chin up with the ruler.
“Fuck yeah, this will be amazing…”
You slam the ruler menacingly loud against his desk, startling him a bit. “Words, Hendery. No profanity allowed in this class. Aren’t you aware of the trouble you are in right now?” You motion toward the capitalized words on the blackboard.
“Hmmm...I have no idea…” He feigns innocence in those bright piercing eyes, in an obvious attempt to annoy you.
“Such an impudent lad. You are in detention because you don’t hand in assignments on time, slacking off in your studies, and last but not least, bad-mouthing your teacher.” You close in on him while maintaining a glare. “Are you sorry for what you did?”
“No, y/n-”
“How dare you call me by my first name?”
“Look, Miss Y/L/N I don’t really care. I am a very busy guy and you are just wasting my time.” He grins cheekily. “I am going to miss my club practice. I promise I will do better, so can’t you just let it go this time?”
“I don’t trust your empty promises, Hendery, especially this isn’t the first time you let me down.” You cross your arms. “And you shouldn’t be allowed any club activities since you fail to prioritize things correctly. You should sit here, properly complete the assignments you have missed under my supervision, and you are free to go after that. It’s that simple.”
“Why are you giving me such a hard time, Miss?”
“I am not being hard and unreasonable on you, all I am asking you to do is something that aids your learning and done by the rest of your peers, plus, you won’t know what your problems with learning are without these practices.” You sigh while taking out the workbook from the schoolbag and place it right in front of him. “Now stop complaining and do it.” You order as you sit down next to him.
Hendery huffs and reluctantly flips through the book to find the marked pages for this session. “20 pages of mathematics with 30 questions on each one? Are you insane?”
“This is the accumulated result of your indolence, boy. And you sure it’s appropriate to call your teacher insane?”
“Right right I am so sorry Miss-”
“Apologize properly.” You grab his arm to get all his attention, starting to get sick of his dismissive attitude and playing nice with him.
“I am really sorry that I called you insane, Miss Y/L/N...” His voice trails off at the end of the sentence while he diverts his attention to the questions in front of him again.
You watch him scribble down answers on the pages intently to see his every move, so when his arm scoots suspiciously close to the corner of the page where he’s writing something, you immediately take notice of it.
You abruptly stand up and snatch away the book from him with a strong force, making his eyes widen with disbelief. “‘Miss Y/L/N is an annoying bitch’? This is what I get after being this patient and communicative with you?” You continue to read the contents of the page. “And none of the answers are correct! You are really giving me attitude, huh?”
“Why should I listen to you when you’re such a pain in my ass?”
“Pain in my ass isn’t it? Now I should really inflict some real pain on your ass.” He yelps as you yank him by his hair, forcing him to stand up. “Bend over.”
Hendery winces at the burning sensation on his scalp as he complies, then you let go and press his waist down firmly against the desk as your other arm immediately delivers a sharp blow on his bottom.
“Apologize.” You order sternly after a dozen spanks.
“Never.” He retorts with a grunt.
“Such a shameless brat.” You muse while pulling down his trousers, then pull up his boxers between his cheeks and give a firm tug on it, causing him to whine in discomfort.
“Still unapologetic?” You sneer before giving a harsh slap on his bare flesh.
“Please stop...Miss...and I am really sorry…”
“Sorry for what?”
“I-I am sorry for disrespecting you!”
“Then? What about your horrible work on your assignment?” You resume spanking him again.
“Mmmf- I am sorry for messing up my homework! Please stop wedging me I beg you, Miss.”
You snigger at his plead and how easy it is to break him, but still you aren’t satisfied. “Combine your apologies into a sentence together and I will consider, and you’d better be earnest enough.”
“Ahh-I apologize sincerely for calling you bad names, a-and slacking off in my studies then failing to do my homework properly! Please Miss I feel so guilty right now…” He whimpers and shifts his butt, trying to minimize the soreness.
“Very well.” You decide not to be too hard on him at first to save it for later and release the fabric. Hendery sighs in relief, only to experience a similar mishap soon after again.
“You forgot to thank me, you poor-mannered lad.” You smirk at his misfortune, tweaking the clothing harder than last time, feeling amused that your boyfriend always falls into this trap by forgetting to express his gratitude when you just decide to have a little mercy on him.
“P-please Miss I am sorry for not remembering to thank you...ahhh…please I’ll be good...just spare me some mercy please…”
“How should I believe that you will have the brain to remember such basic manners next time, you airhead?”
“I-I will endure whatever it takes for you to believe in me, Miss. I am truly sorry…”
“Whatever, huh?” You mock his tone while shoving both his undergarments down his ankles. “You are going to take a sound spanking. Better remember to count out every spank and thank me afterward. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Miss. I won’t forget it this time.”
You swing the ruler in the air, warming your arm up, before striking his bare bottom.
“One! Th-thank you, Miss.”
You smack him again, but harder this time.
“Two! Ahh-thank you, Miss.” He kicks his legs, but only to find them restrained with his garments, which just excites him more.
You then continue to mercilessly redden his ass, interspersing the punishment with some sensual soothing rubs in between to prepare him for the sting and arouse him, and remain the same dynamic and rhythm until the twentieth spank, when you suddenly pick up the pace and inflict him with four consecutive blows.
“Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four. Hnngh-thank you, Miss…” His voice falters.
“See? You are not that bad at calculating. Why did you mess up your math homework that much then?” You ask before smacking him for the twenty-fifth time.
“Twenty-five...thank you, Miss. I am sorry that I deliberately screwed up because I am just a defiant brat!”
“Then you promise to do your best in your work in the future?” You inquire, amused by his admittance while continuing his punishment.
“I will...I promise I won’t let you down ever again, Miss.” He assures you after counting out and thanking you.
“You promise you will be a pliant pupil that listens well to his teacher?”
“Ah-twenty-seven, thank you, Miss. I promise I will listen to you and obey you like a good student should do.”
“Very well. So you should never violate any school rules again, right?” You foreshadow what the plot of your session will lead, before whipping him for the last time.
“Twenty-eight...thank you, Miss. I promise I will abide by the rules.” He replies obediently, oblivious about the whole thing since it’s arranged as a surprise event.
“Good boy.” You praise before caressing his sore butt, brushing his inner thighs from time to time as he moans at your sensual touches. “You didn’t just miss out on math, but other subjects as well. Should I take out the other study materials for you so that you have an overall understanding of what you should do?”
“Yes, please. Thank you, Miss Y/L/N. May I sit down now?”
“Just a minute…” You reply, searching through the schoolbag while taking your mischievous plan to work. “What are these doing in your bag, Hendery?” You demand sternly, laying two objects in front of him.
Hendery becomes speechless at the sight of the large, rounded realistic silicone boobs and the veiny, ridgy dildo.
“Care to explain what this is for?” You deliberately ask while pointing at the tits. Excitement boils inside you as you expect his answer.
“This…is to fuck myself between them.” He shamelessly responds, with a devilish grin and a twitching dick, indicating his liking toward this turn of the plot.
“How about this?” You motion at the dildo.
“This is what I use to get a hot girl like you to fuck me to paradise…” He smirks dreamily, thinking of what you will do to him with it as you smirk at his sudden compliment.
“Now I see the main reason that your grades are slipping. You are not only unwilling to study hard, but also you are a lecherous slut! You should know well porno stuff is obviously prohibited in school, but I remember you promising me that you will not break any rule just now?”
“It was too late then, I already brought them before promising you.”
“That still doesn’t justify your behavior. You should be punished again. Remember you saying that you will obey me?” You grin knowingly as you lightly patted the ruler against your palm.
“Yes, Miss. Please punish me all you want as long as you won’t tell the authorities.”
You simper at his literal beg to get punished. “Why should I report you to my superiors,” You position the fake boobs right under his face, “when I can have all the fun and enjoy the little show myself?” You tap the ruler against his ass once again. “Now suck it just like what you will do to your dream girl, filthy boy whore. You may not be the best at your studies, but you’d better not disappoint me with this.”
Hendery happily commences engulfing the artificial mound while grimacing at the blooming tingle on his behind. The lewd sounds of him greedily slurping and lapping on the toy, the sight of his body squirming under your punitive ruler, and the corruptive contrast of his aristocratic profile doing the most sordid thing ever, all turn you on with the growing need for him to pleasure you.
“Are you wiggling your naughty ass just to direct me to hit where you crave the pain the most, you seamy little slutboy?” You comment on his writhing backside as he nods in affirmation while continuing servicing the tits.
“Perhaps you will love it when I abuse you here, right?” You wickedly tuck the ruler between his cheeks, earning a moan from him.
“Would you like sucking real tits, or maybe you just prefer fawning over silicones?” You sneer, knowing the answer too well as you rub the ruler on his rear entrance.
“I love real beautiful boobs more, of course, especially those of yours, Miss…” Hendery replies through moans, finally looking up at you from the saliva-covered toy while not forgetting to flatter you.
“Hmm you finally know how to properly treat your teacher now, huh?” You remark as you unbutton your blouse then free your boobs from the lacy cups. “Worship them.”
Hendery starts sucking on your breast after an admiring stare. “Since you’ve got your mouth worked up, I think I should stuff your other orifice too…” You say while coating both his ass, your fingers and the dildo with profuse lube. After gradually adding fingers to stretch him wide enough, you begin to slam into his needy prostate with the dildo, savoring the feeling of his wetness and vibrations coating your sensitive areas as well.
Both his hands grab and fondle the base of your boobs for support as his knees buckle a little at the sensation deep inside his behind. You tangle the fingers of your free hand into his hair, forcing him to make eye contact with you with a firm tug.
“Why do you turn to sex toys and risk bringing them to school, while your teacher is here to counsel you with both your studies and insatiable needs?”
“B-because I want you to f-fuck and punish me for being a slut…” He flicks his tongue on your erect nipple after replying.
“Is this why you got yourself in detention in the first place? Acting bratty in hopes of the opportunity to get some sexy discipline?”
“Mmm yeah…” Your “student” that used to be so deviant is now moaning mindlessly between pants and sucking while looking up at you so lovingly yet indecently, urging you to ram his ass even harder and faster. Blissful tears start to stream out of his lust-filled eyes as you shove his uniform jacket down below his shoulders, loosen his tie then undo his first few upper buttons to turn him into a disheveled mess even more. Seeing him rendered to a state like this plus the stimuli on your nipples cause your core to drip with satisfying needs.
“Such a messy needy baby...do you want to cum?” You coo as he quickly nods in response.
“Then will you manage your time well and complete your assignment properly?”
“...Yes, I will, Miss.”
“Will you be respectful to your teacher from now on?”
“Mmm of course I will, especially to my favorite teacher…”
“Last but not least, will you turn to your teacher for help when necessary instead of wanking with stupid toys?”
“Definitely, because my teacher feels so much better…”
“Good. Now you are allowed to cum as much as you want.”
Hendery cums after muttering some gratitude, not forgetting his manners this time. You indulge in a slow sensual kiss with him afterward, drawing him out of the orgasmic haze while whispering some praises to him, slowly guiding him back to his senses as well as doing a quick clean-up of body fluids.
“Did you know you just came with your dick completely untouched?” You playfully taunt.
“I know you are that good…” He sheepishly grins at you.
“Now one more thing for you to do as a reminder to always be a good boy.” You gesture toward the blackboard. “Write 28 repeated lines of ‘I will respect my teacher at all times’.”
“Sure.” He quickly answers while reaching down to pull up his trousers.
“Did I give you permission to re-dress?” You disapprovingly question.
“No, Miss…” He slightly blushes. “But it’s so embarrassing…” He mutters in protest while wobbling toward the board. covering himself.
“That’s the purpose of this punishment, making you so humiliated and disheveled that you will never forget your lesson.”
Hendery sighs while picking up the chalk, and starts scribbling down the requested line. The first ten lines look passable but after that, his writing begins to get sloppy.
“Rewrite this.” You erase the line that you deem intolerable.
“But-”
“No ‘buts’, unless you want some thrashing again.”
Your schoolboy groans but still has no choice but to comply, peeking at the board eraser in your hand while making efforts to win your approval. Finally, he reaches the 28th line without the need for you to demand him to rewrite anything.
“Well done, that’s my good boy.” You continue to compliment his obedience and hard work, embracing him while massaging some cool lotion into his still rosy ass, before helping him to re-dress.
“Do you like my way of discipline?”
“A lot. But you hit me so hard…” He jokingly glares before nuzzling against the crook of your neck, planting some wet kisses on it.
“I am already giving you enough privilege to suck my tits for this long, so be grateful.” He whines in response upon hearing this but holds on you even tighter, while subtly grinding against your chest.
“Happy birthday.” You utter affectionately, completely immersed in the intimacy while sensing his gorgeous features beaming in return.
“Happy Teacher’s Day.”
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Janai’s Fic Master List
List of all my works that I have posted since October 2019. All of these are posted on my AO3 j_majka. Works towards the bottom of each category are my earlier works and are probably not of the best quality. All stories can be found by searching the tags on my tumblr page! Some have the full thing while others don’t, which is why I didn’t put the tumblr links here.
* - complete
italics - one-shot
bold - Multi chapter
Miraculous Ladybug:
*Hamster Time - 979, Adrien, Ladybug, In which, Ladybug decides to cheer Adrien up by helping him adopt a hamster.
*Adventures in Paris - 2238, Kagami, Luka, Juleka, Kagami's trip with her mother took an unexpected turn when she decided to ditch her tutor and have fun with an interesting pair of siblings.
*Team Bonding - 852, Marinette, Alya, Nino, Adrien, After a night out, Marinette and Alya try to sneak back home quietly, but things don't go quite as planned.
Soulmate Update - 828, Marinette, Adrien, After almost a year of thinking that Adrien was her soulmate, Marinette is presented with proof that maybe she got it wrong. What if her feline partner is actually her soulmate?
Chat’s Playpen - 1401, Luka, XY, Adrien, Marinette, A series of continuous chat conversations on the discord server, Chat's Playpen. Follow along with the miraculous friends!
*Double Date Fiasco - 3027, Nino, Alya, Marinette, Chat Noir, Walking back home one night, Alya spots Marinette letting Chat Noir into her room. Alya and Nino accidentally uncover a bit more than expected when confronting their friend about the situation.
*3 Superheroes and An XY - 3110, XY, Luka, Nino, Alya, About two months into dating, XY decides that it's time for him to meet some of Luka's friends. Now all Luka has to do is find someone who won't instantly kill XY on sight.
*The Chalya Escapades - 3294, Chat Noir, Alya, Ladybug, Ladybug catches Alya and Chat sneaking around one night. What on earth are her kitty and best friend up to? (Note: This is a one-shot with a bonus scene added as a chapter)
*Melody? Too Cliche! - 909, Luka, XY, Harper Couffaine-Roth absolutely loves the story of how she came into her parent's lives.
*Adrien Protection Squad - 1089, Adrien, Alya, Nino, Marinette, Alya discovers a fun little website and decides that she wants to share it with her friends.
*I Can’t Help Falling in Love With You- 12406, Luka, XY, All XY wanted was a little revenge. That’s all. Why couldn’t things just go as planned?
*Roommates - 2601, Ladynoir, When the new mayor of Paris offers an apartment to Paris' heroes, Ladybug and Chat Noir couldn't pass up on the chance.
*Enemies to Lover Trope - 1338, DJWifi, Ladrien, Alya has some suspicions about Paris' heroes and Nino's just hoping that everything doesn't blow up in his face.
*They’re Not Dolls - 1498, Ladrien, Marichat, Who knew a couple of dolls could cause so much trouble?
*Jarring Journey To Jubilation - 1360, Adrinette, Adrichat, Somehow an innocent comment spiraled into something Adrien couldn't control.
Excerpts From the Paris Needs a Hero Memoir - 14513, Adrinette, Passages from Marinette and Adrien’s diary of memories, also known as Paris Needs a Hero. Made in the off chance Marinette loses her memories at some point in life.
*Wonderwall - 671, Luxy, XY feels like he hasn't made his feelings clear to Luka. He needs to remedy that and quickly.
*See You Again - 2577, Lukagami, After a little encouragement, Kagami decides to go to speed dating. There she meets someone who piques her interest, but her blunt nature may have ruined everything.
*Attempted Chat Burglar - 1697, Marichat, Chat makes a bet with Marinette on whether he can be a thief like her.
*Midnight Date - 981, Ladynoir, Adrien plans a surprise date for Marinette on the rooftops of Paris.
*A Trail of Rose Petals - 1947, Ladynoir, Adrien plans a little scavenger hunt for Marinette around Paris.
*Before I Fall - 1431, Marichat, After a rough day at school, Chat Noir pays Marinette a visit and they have some fun doing trust exercises.
*The Next Right Thing - 1677, Hawkmoth has defeated Ladybug and Chat Noir. Now what?
*Oxes, Kwamis, and Universes. Oh My! - 3204, An akuma attack leaves Adrien feeling a little different. More cranky and mean. But he's not exactly sure what is wrong.
*What Happened? - 2596, AU of an AU where Marinette believes that Adrien is really her enemy. (Side piece to It’s Just the Start)
I Know What You Did Last Year - 2798, Adrientte, When a new girl from Lila's past starts attending Dupont, secrets get revealed that could change the class dynamic.
*A Bun - 851, Adrinette, Marinette finds out that she and Adrien are going to have a baby, so what better way to tell him.
*It’s Just the Start - 4103, Adrinette, DJWifi, Tattoo Soulmate AU where people are born with soulmate tattoos that dictate who their romantic, platonic, and enemy soulmate are. Most people have at most three, but Marinette and Adrien are a little different.
No Good Nick:
*Just Us - 670, Nick/Will, Maybe in another universe we could be something. No Harbaughs. No Thompsons. Just Us. AU where Nick's dad and Will's mom were never arrested.
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Anime Expo 2018 – Otome and Games for Women Activities
Here is a list of companies with otome related things and panels at AX2018. If there are fan panels too related to otome, please let me know!
CYBIRD
Booth Number: 1206
Industry Panel
Time and Date: Thursday, July 5, 6pm – 7pm Location: LP 4 (411)
Note: CYBIRD has a LOT of things that they are doing during AX! Please read their AX2018 Hashtag for more info!
KLAB
Booth Number: 4706
Industry Panel
Time and Date: Thursday, July 5, 10:30pm-11:30pm Location: WS1/403B
More Event and Merchandise Details Here
Shall We Date?
Booth Number: 1400
More Info Under their Moments
Voltage
Merch Sellers: 3025, 3026, 3027, 3029, 3127 (Voltage does not have a booth this year, they are instead doing a butler cafe and an industry panel)
Industry Panel
Time and Date: Friday, July 6, 5pm-6pm Location: LP 5/404AB
More Info Under their Facebook Event Post
Panels
Please send me information on otome related panels!
Have I missed someone? Please send me info like that shown above via a comment here or through my contact page!
Also see this page on OtomeObsessed.com for more updates as I am lazy and don’t want to do them in two places.
#otome#otome games#cybird#klab#utano princesama shining live#uta no prince sama shining live#ikemen sengoku#ikemen revolution#midnight cinderella#shall we date#blood in roses#wizardess heart#lost alice#ninja shadow#love tangle#voltage inc#samurai love ballad party#star-crossed myth#anime expo 2018#xseed#london detective mysteria
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June 3, 3027
The sound of plastic keys filled his room alongside the bits of music playing from his headphones. He watched as letters appeared on the white paper on the screen. With a few underlined in red and blue. He clicked on them, changing them to the corrections before he heard a knock on his door. “Come in.” He said as he took out one of his earbuds. He looked back to see Evan walking in. “Hey Eli what are you writing?” Evan asked as he leaned on Elliot’s head. Elliot giggled as he continued to click on underlines. “I’m working on one of those books I was working on in high school.” Elliot said before he began to type another sentence. “Can I have a more specific title seeing as you’ve worked on several books in high school?” Evan asked as he used two of his fingers walking up Elliot’s shoulder and stopping at his neck. “It’s one of my fairytale adaptations. The Cinderella one.” Elliot said as he clicked on more underline words and sentences. “Isn’t that the one you did for that English assignment?” “Yep.” Evan chuckled as he ran his fingers through Elliot's hair. “I’ve never really understood why you reuse your characters versus making new ones.” “Well primarily because I’m having way too much fun with making alternate timelines. Besides you don’t think I’m making them all for nothing now do you?” Elliot said as he looked at him with one of those looks. A look one would typically give when mischievous plans were at play. Evan shrugged. “You never know. Especially with you Mr. I have a vast imagination.” Evan said as he leaned in and nuzzled Elliot’s neck. Elliot giggled as his face heated up. “Please, it's not that imaginative. I mostly kept the original base of the story. With a few changes here and there.” “Yeah a few things to make it more than a page long.” Evan said as he leaned his chin on his head. “Well fairytales are mostly love stories, and last time I checked no love story happened in a day.” Elliot said as he looked up at Evan before leaning closer and planting a quick peck on his cheek. “Cool idea, why don’t you make your own fairytale. With its lengthy slow burns.” Evan suggested as Elliot gasped before laughing. “Are you psychic or something?” Elliot asked before Evan began to laugh. “Don’t tell me you’ve been planning on writing one!” He nodded and began to laugh as well. “I was thinking about making it well kinda gay since obviously I can. With the main character being trans and their love interest being the opposite gender. I’m also planning to kill the villain. I just don’t know how yet.” “What if you made it so the villain is killed in a giant battle where the main character is rescued by their love interest. Or should it be the other way around?” Evan asked. “I was planning a giant escape where the two typically rescue each other.” Evan gasped as his eyes lit up. “Tell me there is a sword fight.” “Obviously there will be sword fights. A lot of good stories have sword fights.” “Yes.” Evan said as he raised his hands in the air. Elliot giggled before yawning. “Well I’m going to write these ideas down so I don’t forget them. Because I’m going to bed.” Elliot said as he closed out the first doc and went into a second doc. “Aww come on I didn’t even get to hear what you’ve been working on.” Evan complained as Elliot began typing down the ideas Evan had given him. “It’s ten in the evening and I want to be able to function properly tomorrow.” Elliot said as he finished typing. He heard a whimper come from Evan. He put his hand on his cheek. “I’ll let you keep me up until midnight tomorrow.” He said as he closed out his tabs and turned his laptop off before closing it. Suddenly he felt a hand snake behind his back and under his legs before he was lifted out of his seat.
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Between the Pages https://ift.tt/puPb0df by alex232227 Dean Winchester, a friendly and laid-back student with a love for classic rock and pie, meets Castiel, a reserved and brilliant academic who turns out to be his roommate. Despite their differences, they find themselves drawn to each other, building a love that neither anticipated but both can’t deny. Words: 3027, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Meg | Demon Possessing Meg Masters, Benny Lafitte, John Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Castiel & Meg | Demon Possessing Meg Masters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Slow Burn, Internalized Homophobia, Homophobic Language, Cuddling & Snuggling, Sleepy Cuddles, Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Coming Out, Homophobic John Winchester, Fraternities & Sororities, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Drunkenness, Humiliation, Gay Castiel (Supernatural), Bisexual Dean Winchester, Social Anxiety via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/60xbYCv December 21, 2024 at 05:34PM
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1165 So my first offering is a full 'comic book front cover' style illustration. Could be for a fic you're planning on printing out, a favorite character (or team) you want a full page illustration of etc. I'm happy to draw or paint in any style and I'll take on any challenge, so if you have a favorite comic book artist feel free to send me examples of what you have in mind! Here's an illustration I did a few years ago for a Destiel Big Bang story in the style of Klimt, just as an example! Check out my Artstation at the link down below if you want to see more of my art. This auction will be scaling depending on how high the bid goes, so bids over $60 and $90 will allow the inclusion of an extra character in the piece (though if you still just want the one character that's cool too!) Higher bids for charity are awesome even if all you want from me is Helmut Zemo setting fire to the Sokovia Accords.
2082 I'm offering a full page comic of whatever you have in mind, from gen through to explicit. Right now I'm working on a piece for the Winteriron fanzine which will be going into preorders next month, and I'm excited to offer more comic stuff. I'll do anything from kinky explicit stuff right through to a soft comic about Alpine trying to find a good place to sleep in the Avengers compound, just give me an idea and let me roll with it or get super specific! Alternatively I'd be more than happy to illustrate part of a fanfic, for example! Please note: I've put a bunch of pairing tags in here but they are by no means a limit. Check out my notes on pairings and canon down below!
2088 This is a colab comic I'm offering with SummerPipeDream, who will write the comic. Anything from gen up to explicit, and up to three full colored pages depending on how high the donation bid goes. Specifically this auction is for Winteriron, Stony, Winterfalcon, Stuckony or Winterironfalcon at the request of my collaborator, so please bear that in mind before you bid!
3027 Finally this is my auction for an explicit fic. If you know my writing at all then you know that I write all kinds of darkfic things (and unashamedly) but I can also write long, sweet fics with a teeny bit of drama and sex as well. If you'd like you can scroll through my fics on AO3 and read the tags (link at the bottom of the post) or send me a message to ask if I'd be interested in writing your idea! Please note: I've put a bunch of pairing tags in here (again) but they are by no means a limit. Check out my notes on pairings and canon down below! Pairings, canons and ships! The pairings I've listed are things I would be most excited to write/draw MYSELF not necessarily the things I'm happy to do to delight other people. I love writing my comfort character, sure (who doesn't?), but in reality I can make just about any rarepair work and I find that EXCITING. Send me your freakiest AUs, kinks and pairings and I'll jump into them without hesitation. Part of the fun is the challenge of making them work! I have only a few hard nos, so please, if there's something you'd like, now (during Preview week!) is the time to send me a message - here on tumblr, on Twitter, or on Discord (regasssa#9191) - to ask if I'd be up for doing the things you have in mind. P.S. I've watched everything in the MCU (except a handful of the Netflix shows I'm still catching up on), and I'm also familiar with a bunch of the main comic storylines as well. That said, I'm more than happy to go and read a run if you want me to set something in a specific verse. It's not really research if it's fun!
Check out my portfolio on Artstation! And check out my writing on AO3! Anyway! Come check it out! It's all for good causes :)
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A group of teachers at Middleton Heights Elementary School in Middleton, Idaho, dressed as President Trump’s proposed border wall for Halloween, while others donned extremely offensive costumes with sombreros and fake mustaches to portray a racist stereotype of Mexican people, The Washington Post reports.
According to CNN, someone posted photos of the teachers on the district’s Facebook page; in response, many parents began denouncing the costumes as racist in the comments. The post has since been deleted, but pictures of the costumes have continued to circulate online. People have continued calling them out for being offensive. “Bringing fear, belittlement, hostility, intimidation, otherness, into a classroom is inexcusable & unacceptable,” one activist wrote on Twitter. Author Heidi Heilig noted that the teachers were “creating and promoting a hostile learning environment to children.”
https://www.yahoo.com/lifestyle/group-elementary-school-teachers-turned-155806220.html
Another day, another racist costume. This is from Middletown School District in Idaho. Please call (208) 585-3027 to say 1) racism is unacceptable 2) they are creating and promoting a hostile learning environment to children 3) what is their plan to make it right? pic.twitter.com/DqUwvP3ROL
— unholy heidi (@heidiheilig)
November 2, 2018
#Middleton#Idaho#racism#teachers#fucking white women#racist#racists#donald drumpf#donald trump#drumpf#drumpfster fire#dumpster fire#make donald drumpf again#this is not normal#this isn't normal#trump#trump is not normal#trump isn't normal#trumpster fire#fuck this republican administration#Middleton Heights Elementary School
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