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sunatooru · 4 years ago

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Hear me out! Nsfw hcs of Ushijima, Aone, Bokuto, and Atsumu just filling up their lovely s/o in a mating press. It happens so quickly (since they’ve been pent up for so long). The reader probably bent over, is wearing something cute like a bodycon sweater dress (it’s cold but at least it shows the curves), being sweet to them, or just breathed and she’s suddenly recieved 5 creampies non stop.

HI THANK YOU FOR THIS XX please enjoyyy

Warning: minors dni, smut 18+ content, aged 20-21, mating press, praise kink, cream pie, multiple orgasms, boys a little desperate

Ushijima

* Volleyball is always on his mind

* Always thinking about when next to practice, what to practice and who to practice with

* He's so frustrated

* You try to comfort him with some soft short kisses

* But it's not enough

* You don't know when but he has you thrashing under him

* His grunts are loud

* "So tight..so fucking tight" he grunts

* His hand clasping your entire neck as he pounds into you

* Your eyes are blurred, your chest covered in sweat as his balls smack against your ass

* "Ushi-so deep-" he doesn't hear you

* All he can focus on is how your hole is sucking him dry. Clamping and pulsing when he thrusts deeper

* And now he pushes your knees against his broad shoulders

* Fucking you so fast you don't even realise your own orgasm

* You whine when he hits his climax

* He doesn't relax his grip

* Catches sight of your messy state and rams into you again

* Three, four, five

* You've lost count of how many times he's cum inside you

* His sticky liquid running down your ass

Aone

* He wants you so bad

* With work and occasional games taking over his 'you' time, he's just missing the way you wrap around him

* Tries to jerk off in the shower

* And then he sees you cosy up in the bodycon sweater dress he recently bought you

* Doesn't have time to think through his thoughts

* "Y/n I need you right now." Something about his tone made your core flutter

* He swallows your tongue as he rest his body on yours

* Your cunt stuffed with his cock, the sounds of squelching making his groan onto your mouth

* His thrust are deep and hard. His grip on your bedrest tight

* He's pounding you fast, loves the way your face scrunches when he hits your soft spot

* "Taka- please" you cry

* Instantly pushes you into a mating press, you scream at the sudden shift and it just makes him ram you harder

* His body crushes you, his heavy breaths tickling your ear, his hands fisting the bed sheets

* "Y/N!" He groans and you can feel his load fill you

* You unconsciously clench around him and he looks at your face

* He brings both your legs together and over his shoulder

* Hands gripping your hips, he starts to fuck your again. The way his cum drips with every thrust makes him incredibly aroused

* A few minutes later you cream around him, but he's not had enough

* The thought of your juices mixing has him making you ride him

* But he's mostly doing the work, your body to exhausted, he lifts and slams you down on him

* Two orgasms later he brings you into the shower

* "Thank you"

Bokuto

* he might resemble an owl but he fucks like a rabbit

* He's been horny all day

* Flicking through his pictures of you did not help

* Practice seemed to going on for hours (and he's usually always up for this)

* He just couldn't focus, he spikes less powerful everytime he thinks about the way your eyes roll back when he fucks you

* When he's finally home he rushes to you

* "Hi b-" no time to speak

* He slams his mouth to yours, Sloppy and rash making out

* Your clothes - gone

* His clothes - gone

* You can feel his slightly sticky body cling to you

* He slips right into you, body jolting as he stretches you

* "Kou- you're sso big-" he grins at you. Instantly puts you into a mating press

* Your cries and whimpers edges him closer

* "Missed my baby owl" he grunts in your ear

* He lets out a growl when he feels your nails rake down his back

* The pain encouraging him to move faster, harder, predator to its prey

* And then he sees your beautiful eyes roll back, jerks his hips and cums hard

* But he doesn't stop thrusting, keeps fucking you as he coats your inside with his sticky cum

* "You like that princess?" "Mm please more.," and when you begged like that he slams into you

* Bends your knees further that you're almost bent in half

* Cums soon after you clamp around him

* Your nonsense babbling making his pride grow

* Next thing you know you have his cum inside you, on your stomach and on your lips

Atsumu

* He's just coming back from an away game he misses you.so.much

* The videos of you sucking him wasn't enough this time. His hand nowhere near the same as inside you

* "Welcome back ba-" nope

* He has you flat on the floor

* His cock already out as he moves your clothes just so he has access

* Rams his cock inside you, mouth sucking on your neck as he starts thrusting

* His cock twitching as he gets embraced by your warm heat

* "Fuck..I fucking missed this cunt" he groans

* Pushes your knees wider and bends them towards you

* The angle making your choke on your words and he loves it

* "'Tsum-the door..doors open.." you manage to say

* "Do I fucking care?" He stares into your eyes, his gaze moving to your swollen lips

* He pulls your face closer to his. Teeth pulling in your lips before poking his tongue into your mouth

* His grip tightening everytime he feels your heat pulse around him

* "So fucking tight, you're so tight.." all you can do is moan in acknowledgment

* He fucks you hard, hips rising and slamming into you

* He slams against your cervix and you thrash weakly against him

* Your eyes blurring as you cream around his cock

* "That's it bunny..make a mess"

* He fucks you through your orgasm, cumming and cumming until you feel your clothes being drenched

* He's not done though

* Picks you up, still inside, closes the door and makes it only as far as the sofa. Both your cum sliding down your leg

* Fucks you on the sofa, on the stairs and against your bedroom door

* What else did you expect from an athlete?

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lesbiancolumbo · 4 years ago

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ugh, okay. this is now a sappy end of the year post. by the time you read this i shall be knee deep in karate dads and eating banana bread at LesbianCon but i just wanted to say that this year has been.... horrible. awful. not the worst year of my life (hello, 2017! ❤️) but still a bad one. that being said, there was a lot that kept me anchored amongst the chaos. my eternal thanks, appreciation, and love goes out to:

- dirk bogarde and leslie howard for being my 2020 actor discoveries and making the wildest and gayest movies that made me insane

- kate @1985directedbyyentan for our semi-regular movie nights, for putting up with me the night i got so stoned while watching pride & prejudice that i disappeared for three hours and then came back having forgotten everything that had just happened, and then again for getting stoned on the night we watched that one batman movie and i couldn’t stop giggling, but mostly for being one of my very best friends and a regular panelist in Da Simp Patrol

- the approximately 200 people who watched sweet smell of success (1957) for the first time this year because of my inability to shut up about it

- the movies i revisited this year and now consider all-time favorites: the third man and double indemnity

- this section from richard siken’s litany in which certain things are crossed out:

- those of you who let me trust you with my precious writing, of which i am terribly self-conscious, and live-messaged your breakdowns to me in the DMs about it

- a special shout-out goes to @deadpanwalking for giving me the kernel of an idea that would go on to be one of the best things i’ve ever written, which also just so happened to be ssos fanfiction.

- taylor swift, carly rae jepsen, and fiona apple for beating me to death in that walmart parking lot. god love ya.

- the TGNLBL (too many to tag but it’s been an honor being blocklisted with you tonight) for teaching me to stop caring so much about what others think of me, and to stop feeling ashamed for having interests. my therapist told me this year that over the year he’s noticed a strong change to the way i react to shitty people and i literally had to say, “thanks, it’s because i and a bunch of internet strangers got blacklisted from an HBO fandom” but LIKE. it is TRUE and i love you all.

- all of the new friends i made this year

- but especially to lys @little-water-lily for waking up every single day and choosing violence in our DMs 🌸

- burt lancaster, for being sexy, and to tony curtis for being a gay man that god forgot to flip the gay switch on for

- this photo of me that i was taking at the exact second i heard that that kirk douglas died ❤️

- cobra kai for truly keeping me SANE this year (CK fandom, ily) and the fandom gatekeeper @fulltimehabibti who made an entire social media platform lose its mind about two dudes who do karate.

- [semi truck drives by] for being a literally fucking insane piece of media that i don’t even know how to talk about yet. maybe this year.

- and lastly, and as always, to my 🍯❤️

#long post /

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adelaideoldburg · 4 years ago

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*strokes chin wisely* Mmmmm why don't we complete the set anon started and say every even number of the meme. :3

hmmm very intelligent thinking hmmm also the fact that i was on sso and got immediately bored and then you sent this in honestly thank you!!!!

12.Work or rest? I mean everyone needs rest and Adelaide isnt exempt but she does like keeping her mind and hands busy thats why working with horses is perfect for her

14.Late nights or early mornings? Like i mentioned she is an early riser she needs to get up early to take care of her horses and she always has naturally gotten up early

16.Sweet or savory? Adelaide has a large sweet tooth but she can be a bit pickier so it took a while to find her favorite candies in Jorvik

20.Leather or denim? Definitely denim but honestly adelaide in leather might kill some people

22.Open space or closed space? The Oldenburg family does have a history with claustrophobia (not the fear of santa claus) but Adelaide is no different and prefers open space and building with lots of windows

24.Fire or water? Ok so i know i just went on about how Adelaide hates the beach BUT she was a competitive swimmer and loves pools and other bodies of water but the beach is satan incarnate ok maybe i am projecting

26.Fight or flight? Adelaide isnt confrontational unless you start something against her friends but if someone starts a fight shes not running but she will finish it

28.Give or take? Adelaide is one of those people that hates getting gifts but loves giving them she just has for a long time felt uncomfortable receiving stuff from friends and family which is a reason she doesnt really celebrate her birthday

30.Risk or safety? Again she is non-confrontational so doing things or acting impulsively is against her nature if there is a safer route she will take it

#thank youuuu #this was so fun n made me think a lot #thank you everybody who sent ask i lovvvvveeee you!!!!!~~#oc tag #oldburg.txt

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shortpirateking · 5 years ago

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2,11

Ja(*reeees in confusion and how to come up with good qualities*)

2. What’s 3 things your f/o likes about you?

I have....literally no idea- especially on specific F/o’s... I guess for the general it’d be creativity, adventurous, and silly???

11. Free pass to gush about your f/o

Okay so!!! I have many many many *MANY* f/o’s- all from different fandoms and even to a few of my friend’s oc’s!! so it’s hard to list every single one but I am ABSOLUTELY going to list many of them with a little ramble(and the fandom because sO MANY CHARACTERS. (not counting transformers characters, book characters, or Oc’s/ readers for the sake of space)

Dark Crystal(first ofc)

SkekTek: oh do I LOVE this boy!!! His intelligence, his backstory!! I just wish to hold him close, protect him from the world and go on a vacation with him and Sidetic!!!

SkekVar: Originally I wasn’t so fond of him- but his dumb himbo self has grown on me- i remember having a dream a long time ago of the skeksis turning human after saving thra(long plotline) and becoming like teasing partners who playfought a lot. I wantthis still.

SkekGra and Urgoh: They’re just!!!! So sweet!!! I want to snuggle with them, make puppet shows together with them and just enjoy being hermits!!!!

UrVa: Husband material?? yes?? His voice is amazing and i just want to be wrapped in his arms in the forest, learn archery and!!! AAAHSUAIHSA

SkekMal: Scary forest man who shits in the woods with a dark and sexy voice??? sign me tf UP *So many things i’d do with this feral lad*

UrSol: I just....love him so much- I want to snuggle, spoil, tease, and sing with him.

UrTih: I would do ANYTHING to make him blush, embarrass him then snuggle him as he hides his face. UrTih is mY LAD

UrSan: She’s literally a mermaid and she’s so!!! PRETTY I’M SO GAY FOR HER

SkekSa: EVEn GAYER FOR thIS LASS HOLY SHIT SHE COULD STEP ON ME AND I’D THANK HER DUOIS

SkekLi: As a musical/history/folklore nerd. I’d kill to sit by a fire, sing folk songs and tell stories, make up our own plays, and just...enjoy being silly without the worry of being ridiculed.

SkekShod(Sorry shroom-): My??? My love?? I want to give this Skeksis my treasure chest of shiny rocks- I want to hold him close, love and kiss him- if he ever told me he loved me i’d *melt*

Assassin’s Creed

Ezio Auditore: he is *beyond* handsome- and good golly is he just!!! PERFECT. He has so much character development- i just want to learn Italian, follow his adventures and see all the things he has seen!!! (and befriend all of his friends)

Yusuf Tazim: Turkish lad??? Dorky, and just so silly??? yes??? I just....want to run through Istanbul with him---

Federico Auditore: HE WAS ONLY ALIVE FOR LIKE 5 MINUTES OF GAMEPLAY BUT I WANT TO MARRY HIM OK

Altair Ibn La-ahad: Oh boy have I had so mANY DAYDREAMS WITH THIS MAN. I’d kill to have the frenemies to lovers romance with him, aid him in his quests, become his right hand man and just....Share life with him and Maria- being the weird aunt of Darim and Sef

Malik Al-Sayf: SAME HERE WITH MALIK. I just...want to grow up with him and Kadar, learn to be an assassin with them and just- help him through his grief, change the course of time- or if not, be there for Tazim as he grows.

Charles Vane: I have literally no reason to like this man, but I do.

Anne Bonney and Mary Reed: Amazing tough pirate gorls who kick ass and take names- what is there to NOT love?!?!?! (I just want to flirt and love on both of them- and many other NSFW things)

The Hobbit/Lotr

Aragorn: a king and warrior, strong and brave- and just!!! iosjdisada

Boromir: I really feel bad for this lad- he was merely a mortal, and sacrificed so much to regain his honor... I wish I could have saved him- or gave him comfort-

Bofur: He is the life of the party and I want nothing more than to dance on a table with him while singing at the top of our lungs. 10/10 best friends as lovers

Bifur: I want nothing more than to learn Khuzdul, speak with him and just...hold hands as I watch him make such intricate toys, see both that wild side and gentle side.

Nori: I just like his stupid starfish hair and shenanigans okay??? he’s a little shithead thief

Kili: babbi boi....babi

Tauriel: Strong independent woman??? Red hair??? badass?? I don’t care that she wasn’t in the book, I WANT HER HAND IN MARRIAGE

Marble Hornets

Tim Wright: husband?? I would have loved to hold him- before all went to shit- i’d love to be in a poly/open relationship with him, Jay and Brian(brian we’d share, but Jay would be is(As he is CANON GAY AND I’VE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY BEFORE MY HC WAS RIGHT)

Alex Kralie: Honestly was probably an adorable dork before the sickness got to him- I still love the bad ending @probably-rabid and I roleplayed before-

Arata Kangatari(manga is the best)

Kannagi I just- love his character arc so much!!! even afterwards he’s such a dORK AND I LOVE HIM

Yorunami: Okay look- we both went through so much from our parents- so much trauma. I wish to hold him and help him to let go, to forgive but understand that doesn’t mean he has to excuse behavior.

Isora: He went through so much...so much... he didn’t deserve anything that he got, like at all... the fact he turned evil is not a surprise at all- i would have too...I just wish I could love on him, allow him to know there is love.

Eto: He’s such a good big brother....I just...want to love him... so much

Kuroshitsuji:

Hannah Anafeloz: She was my first gay crush I can remember(then again I can’t remember too much of my childhood at all so-) and I love her so much-

Claude Faustus: I fucking hate him- and yet I love him sso sosososo much(Legit he is more of a yandere f/o and I rEEEE)

Herman Greenhill: Idc what happened in the manga- Often daydreamed about getting into Weston high and just... having him question his sexuality(As I’d be presenting as male the entire time) and just--- !!!!

Wolfram Gelzer: Big bad guy who learned to love?? Like!!! He is so sweet!!! big scary Germany teddy bear. 10/10 would snuggle. Also I love sullivan so we’d team up to tease the crap out of him

Gregory Violet: emo boi...likes black and cloaks. He is my goth boi and just...I want to draw with him- save him from Bravat along with the others- and other things that are plot related

Lawrence Bluer: Same for him-and I love how he is! I feel like he’d be a blushing nerd sometimes- but also be calm and collected. gOD I JUST WANT TO HOLD HIS HAND AS WE SHARE A BOOK

The Triplets(thompson, timber, and canterbury): I have no reason to love them- yet i do.

Agni: *incoherent screaming and sobbing as I recall what happened* HE DESERVED SO MUCH AND I LOVE HIMMMMMMMMMMMM

Snake: Babbi boi...babbi pt 2- I love him so much- he was my first ever cosplay, tricked my uncle into naming his snake after one of his(Keats). I just want to snuggle this boi.

Joker: sweet boi put into bad situation- I wish I could have saved him and the rest of the circus act-

Jumbo: okay but he is literally like 10ft tall. I want his height. I WANT TO BE CARRIED BY THIS MAN. LET ME BE CARRIED BY MY SUPER TALL HUSBAND OKAY?!?!?!

(I have so so so so SO MANY MORE- but that’s the main ones. Thank you for my TedTalk)

#I can't feel my arms #I want to love all of them #i have so many #Black butler #kuroshitsuji #Assassin's creed #Dark Crystal #the dark crystal age of resistance #The Dark Crystal #Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance #arata kangatari #Marble Hornets #lord of the rings #The Hobbit #I don't even want to write all these characters down

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theabyssalmuses-archived · 5 years ago

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20!

[Munday Meme! - Open !]

20. Is there someone you admire on here?

Oh sure, there are a few people…i wouldn’t say I admire them, but I do like them a whole lot!

@kiidreamu - MY WIFE and person who convinced me to start this blog in the first place, I wouldn’t have gotten anywhere without them!! They’re so amazing and have even more muses than me and they’re so kind and sweet and i love them so much!! They play ALL their muses so so very well and their headcanons are sooooo well thought out and i just LOVE everything about them!! They’re just 1 billion percent amazing!

@muniificus - ICARUS is just an amazing friend who plays some really nifty muses, not gonna lie !! They have some muses i don’t really know BUT i like them and overall they’re just GREAT!!! They’ve been going through some rough times but im sure they can get through it!!

@maljefe / @awanderers - JAZZY is an INCREDIBLE writer FOR REAL. Their muses have some SUPER in-depth worldbuilding and headcanons and descriptions and their relationships WITHIN that world feel SO SO REAL and they’re just INCREDIBLE (I haven’t had a chance to write with them yet but!! it will!! happen!! I KNOW IT!! ) @destructiveglitch - FARIDA WHOAAA HAS an AMAZING MUSE! MWAH MWAH i wanna give Cadillac a BIG KISS right on his beautiful face!! The worldbuilding for his story is SOOOO GOOD and all the other characters related to him are JUST AS GOOD TOO !! OOOOHOHHHH H

@dekirukoto - ALEX !!! I love Makoto so so much!!! i don’t really know much about his source (danganronpa) BUT the fact that you’ve taken him ABOVE AND BEYOND into different verses is !! GOOD!! and the ANALYSIS!! HIS S PSYCHOLOGY!! HIS DREAM!! OIUGUGHHH!! PROTAG POWERS ACTIVATE!

@mcphistcples HHEEHEEE WHERE DO I BEEEGGIINN…you first roleplayed with me on another blog of mine and now the wheels of fate have brought us together again, old friend. aNYWYAS your charactertisations are so gOOD and your in depth METAS ARE NEXT LEVEL and thus you can consider me apart of your eternal legion of Reinhard lovers

@asagamifujiino - metal,,,metal my man. one of the first people i ever really interacted with ,yo… YOU are a REAL G MY MAN!! even if we don’t rp much that’s probably my fault but I APPRECIATE YOU BRO!!!! And i love all your muses, not just fujinon!!!

@chaldeamxster GAN-SAAAAAAN !!!! WHAT CAN I EVEN SAY!!! you’re a GREAT friend YOO!! i love our ships and i love Shizuka AND your other muses a whole lot!! AAAA !!!!!

@hearthhearted YO YO YO YOU have some *SWEET* muses yessir!!! I love your headcanons a fuck ton you know!! Playing Lalter and Santa alter is so MWAH!!! I love!!!! Your interactions are always so nice to see on my dash!! keep it up!!

@jaakunxkaze I see. so this is the way of the fuuma. yes, it’s true, i adore Kotarou a whole lot- but is that really okay? ADASD YEAH I LOVE FUUMA SOOO MUCH!! his mentality toward his clan and his lingering feelings and the way he follows his ninja code AAAASDDFSADS I LOVE HEEEEEEEE (and so does Ibaraki she will care for himSFDSFSD)

@sanzenxsekai SUKU! I LOVE YOUR NOBUNAGA SO MUCH!!! You play her in such a PERFECT balance of ‘Comical’ and ‘Actually threatening demon king’ ITS FANTASTICC !!! AAAAAAAA !! ! ITS SO SO GOOD AND YOu’RE JUST SO UNIQUE- NO ONE COULD EVER HOPE TO MATCH YOUR NOBU! YOU’RE IRREPLACABLE!

@nexarerum SPOOKSSSS we also haven’t interacted as much as i’d like (my bad, but new year new me i can do it!) BUT AAA I LOVE ALL YOUR MUSES SO MUCHH!! they feel SO REALLL you know??? of course, Gabs is the lovable sunshine centerppoint, but the others like Samil and Azar are SO COMPELLING AS WELL!!! WOOUGHHHHH!!!

@crionsbelt DEVIL DEVIL DEVIL We’ve not really known each othe that long, thinking on it, bUT I LOVE ALL THE MUSES YOu’vE PLAYED THAT IVE ,,SEEN!! Your playing Super Orion is FANTASTIC SO FAR AND IM HYPED AS SHIT TO SEE MORE!! you’ve had some rough times but here’s hoping for a good 2020! WOOOO!!!

@twinfoxtails AMBER we haven’t interacted much either (my bad. 2020 is here i WILL get on that) BUT i love Eri sso much…he’s such a lovable boy and i love seeing how he develops…PLUS you’re just a great friend overall!!!

@intrinsicmirage we’ve not spoken / interacted a whoole lot but I ADORE ALL YOUR OCS SO MUCH ASFSDFSD YOU’RE GREAt!!! i can’t wait to do more stuff with you yeah yeah yeah!!!

@mysticallities a totally sweet friend with a WILD set of muses - many of which i’ve never heard of, but they’re totally COOOOOOL !!! Hang in there, Silk!

@fantasyacrossworlds AWOOOOOO i LOEV ALL YOUR CHARACTERS AFDSFSDF their stories are so NEAT!!! I can’t wait to see what else you do, too, you know! you’re amazing!!!

@fatefulones dr~ac~ooooo!!! you have a sweet collection of muses across all your blogs, and i love all of them! alot!!! your ocs are super duper wooper neat, and have some interesting concepts at play !!

@squadronofnerds Proot you’re here cause you’re awesome- A GREAT friend with some absolutely SPECTACULAR OCs, even if you don’t write on tumblr much, STILL!! Thank you for supporting my grade-A bullshit! YEAHH!

THERE ARE MORE PEOPLE BUT THIS POST IS GETTING TOO LONG GOMENASAIIII EVERYONE

BUT IF YOU’RE READING THISS I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU !!!!

#Anonymous #Out of Character: The princess speaks #i...#i need to stop doing this don't i...#it must get annoying asfsdsdfsdfs #SORRYYYY

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jewishbarbies · 5 years ago

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👀

thank you!!

this is a scene from The Firefly, bc i’ve been working on it a lot! (pls ignore any typos/grammar errors, this is rough draft)

“All we can do now,” Omera spoke calmly. “Is let her rest.”

And that’s exactly what they did. However, Cara and Din took turns keeping watch just to make sure she didn’t stop breathing. It wasn’t hard for Jinjara to fall fast asleep. Once she was out, she was out for several hours. Her watchers changed out every four hours. It was Din’s second shift when her eyelids cracked open, her head turned against the flat pillow beneath it to get a look at the space she occupied.

She saw him immediately, sitting on an empty crate two feet from the cot. Din immediately sat upright upon seeing her lucidness. Through the night, she’d broken out in cold sweats. Droplets beaded her forehead and her disheveled hair had even more of a reason to stick to her face. But a corner of her mouth curved into her cheek as she looked across at the watchman.

“Y-you’re my…g-aurd d-dog, huh?” Jinjara’s question was rhetorical, playful in nature. It brought a small smile to the Mandalorian’s lips, bittersweet in nature. He leaned forward to once again clear her forehead of hair, allowing her eyes to open fully if they so pleased.

“You can’t die yet - I haven’t told you how stupid that was,” he replied quietly, his voice soft as not to pain her ears. “Cara’s got a lot to say about that, too.”

“She a-always doess.”

They fell into a momentary silence. Jinjara’s eyes wandered off, unfocused, as her features went slack. Her brain was trying its hardest to function properly amidst the shock of blood loss, making it difficult to hold onto her thoughts. It took her a moment to retrieve the one she was looking for. She gazed up at the Mandalorian sitting across from her with a serious look that put a good sized lump in his throat with sudden worry.

“In case s-something happenss,” she spoke slowly, deliberately. “I…I need to as-sk you s-something.”

Din shifted to sit forward on the crate beneath him, shushing her, “Nothing’s gonna happen to you.”

It was an empty reassurance - they both knew it. “I need to know,” she continued, and he found himself leaning even closer to hear what she might say, what exactly she wanted to ask. “Why doess your helmet have c-cheek boness?”

The Mandalorian felt a weight leave his chest as he sat back on the crate. Though she couldn’t see his face, Jinjara knew that the tilt of his head meant he was unimpressed. It was a relief to know that it wasn’t something serious, but he was unamused by her attempt at humor, giving a sigh loud enough to be heard through the Beskar.

Another smile - nay, a smirk - carved itself into Jinjara’s cheeks. “That’s not funny,” he narrowed his eyes at her amusement beneath his helmet.

“S-sorry, grumpy pantss. Didn’t know you were sso worried.”

Din’s mouth snapped shut. A bubble of anger was rising in his chest and he didn’t know why. Why was he angry? Was what she’d done that offensive? No, it wasn’t. It angered him that she did not take this seriously. She was dying right there before him and she was smiling, giving him that cheeky smirk with her glossy eyes. The more he looked, the less he raged. And then suddenly, she wasn’t looking anymore.

Her eyes snapped downward. She could feel it all. The anger, the offence, the worry. Gods, was he worried. It radiated off him in waves of cold that made her shiver and it scared her. Someone genuinely worrying scared her. No, not just anyone - him. He was worried because he cared, but caring was the last thing either of them wanted to do. Wasn’t it?

Quietly, Din tugged off his glove, before reaching out to brush away the hairs falling back into her face. The blonde waves were a womp rat’s nest but these few in front refused to become matted in with the others. It was a gentle kindness - the only he could offer. His skin was warm against the cold beads of sweat on her forehead and she leaned into the touch, seeking more of his comforting heat.

For the first time in as long as Din Djarin could remember, for no reason of physical harm, he couldn’t breathe. There was something sweet behind her brashness that pulled at every single heart string in all the right ways. But he couldn’t let himself give her more than human empathy. After all of this, he told himself, they would go their separate ways. They would never speak again. And that’s how it needed to be.

Still, knowing this, his stomach turned the moment her eyes met his. The visor was impossible to see through, yet somehow she always knew where to look to see right through him. It was then that the clearing of a throat sounded like a trumpet blast in the quiet of the moment, pulling Din’s eyes away from Jinjara to see Cara now standing in the doorway of the hut.

She made a motion with her eyebrows, “If you’re busy, I can come back later…”

“No,” his voice cracked. “It’s fine.”

Cara nodded, lips pursed. She didn’t know what she just walked in on, but she knew it would be easy to pry it out of Jinjara with the state she was in. It was a little morbid to think that, considering it was her deathbed, but that was their friendship. If Cara were to say it out loud, Jinjara would laugh. Din shoved his fingers into his glove as he stood from the crate beside the cot, and he left the hut without another word.

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simonxriley · 6 years ago

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All those dialogue prompts are great and very inspring!👀 So have 140. “I have a hole…in my side.” - “I’m sorry, what?” - “I was shot.” OR 194. “Here, let me hold that for you.” for... okay, let's not be predictable: for whatever ship inspires you atm 😄

These were two very good choices and it was hard to choose xD. In the end I chose prompt 140, but I might do the other as well because I have a good idea for that one too. Thank you! :)

also it isn’t letting me put a ‘read more’ so, welp.

Ship(s): Alexsandr “Tachanka” Senaviev x Maxim “Kapkan” Basuda & Timur “Glaz” Glazkov x Skylar “Phoenix” Jackson (Implied)

Summary: A light hearted game turns into a nightmare.

Russian Translation:

Lapochka = Sweet heart

Mne vse ravno = I don’t care

Kotik = Pussycat

Ao3 and FFN

The chopper ride out to Kafe Dostoyevsky in Moscow was becoming tedious for Tachanka and he just wanted to get his blood flowing. In another way that doesn’t call for him bending Kapkan over the nearest piece of furniture. Though that did sound like a decent idea right now, if they weren’t on a chopper filled with people.

So he leaned back in his seat and softly sighed.

His eyes however averted to Kapkan that sat across from him, Glaz in the seat next to him. He was going over his EDDs and had his balaclava pulled down from his face, revealing his black face paint. Glaz was looking over his sniper, making sure his scope was in working order before he provided sniper support for the rest of the team.

Everyone, including Doc were antsy to get this mission over with. Protecting a hostage from men who only have one goal in mind was tasking beyond belief. Setting a perimeter, barricading said perimeter and making sure not a single bullet hit the hostage. Stressful.

Tachanka’s eyes averted over to Doc, watching him go over some paperwork he brought with him. No doubt the results from the physical exam everyone had to take a month ago. It made him curious, but he couldn’t get closer to Doc without causing suspicion.

Kapkan looked over to see Tachanka becoming a little too antsy for his liking, setting his EDD away he placed his hand on his knee. “You alright? You don’t get this antsy.”

“I just want to get this mission over with. I have other plans on my mind right now lapochka.” He winked at him and a smirk started to spread across his face.

Kapkan retracted his hand and glared at him. “Did I say I was going to give it to you, kotik?”

Tachanka leaned back, crossing his arms and let out a humorous laugh. He knew Kapkan was playing with him, little did the hunter know Tachanka was going to be right. It’ll be the same outcome as before. The adrenaline will be high after the mission, they’ll get back to base and never make it to the showers. Kapkan will be all over him, begging him to take him then and there.

“Alright, I’ll just go see Skylar afterwards.”

Glaz looked up from his sniper and glared over at him. “Stay away from my girlfriend Alex.”

He went back to his sniper, not paying Tachanka any mind. “You’re no fun.”

“That’s not what your boyfriend said a few nights ago.” Glaz kept his attention on his sniper, a small smirk creeping on his face. He could see his mouth slightly gaping in his peripheral vision, then pursed into a thin line.

“That night was good, we should do it again.” Kapkan finally quipped after a moment.

“We should, maybe see if Skylar wants to join?”

“Mne vse ravno.”

“Sure you don’t lapochka.” Kapkan cooed. He got up and sat in the seat next to Tachanka, resting his hand on his thigh. A small chuckle escaping his lips. “You’re very cute when you get jealous.”

“I really don’t, ‘cause I know you’ll be begging for me once we get back to base.” His tone was cocky and there was a twinkle in his eye, making Kapkan scoff at his accusation.

Kapkan leaned away from, his blue eyes narrowing at the older man beside him. He wanted to retort, but he knew Tachanka as well as Glaz and Fuze did and retorting would only make his little game more competitive.

“We’ll see Alex, we’ll see.” He patted the man’s thigh a few times before getting up and head over to his previous spot next to Glaz. “You shouldn’t get worked up right now. All your energy needs to go towards the mission. Glaz and I know you’re not as agile as you used to be.”

Tachanka was going to say something back, but unfortunately the chopper was about to land and they needed to get ready. He grabbed his camouflage balaclava along with his Maska-1SCh helmet and put them on, standing up to stretch his cramped limbs.

He glanced over to see Kapkan putting away his EDDs and already had his balaclava covering half his face. He let out a muffled whine of disapproval as he grabbed his LMG that laid against one of the seats. Now he really wanted to get this mission over with.

Everyone knew the drill, find and secure the hostage, than hold off enemy reinforcements until evac arrives. Something they haven’t done over a dozen times.

Once the chopper landed a few miles away from the Kafe Dostoyevsky, they all hopped out and headed towards their destination with one goal in sight. Well, Tachanka had another goal in mind.

xXx

Securing the hostage went off without a hitch. And luck was apparently on their side since the white masks were dumb enough to funnel through a small corridor with Tachanka’s LMG mounted. Bullets penetrated them like butter.

Glaz was already perched up on the building across from them. He had a clear view of the yard and everyone accounted for inside. The wind was minimal, he could hit any target in this type of weather and the darkness of the building gave him an advantage. No one could see him.

It was chaotic in the room where the hostage was. Kapkan was placing his EDDs in any area he suspected a white mask to come through. The entryway on the roof, a few on other doorways leading to the room they were holding out in and the only window in the room too. There was a 50/50 chance someone would breach through, they would need to rappel and have a breach charge, but a 50 percent chance was still high and Kapkan wasn’t taking any chances.

Tachanka already had his LMG mounted and loaded in a corner of the room, over-viewing the window and the rest of it. He was also fortifying the wall behind him, not wanting to take any chances of someone breaching behind him.

Doc and Smoke were fortifying any breakable surfaces around the room, making sure the white masks only had a very limited window of opportunity to get to the hostage.

Smoke secured his last wall barrier and was placing one of his Z8 gas grenades in the doorway. For extra coverage. If Kapkan’s EDD doesn’t fully take him out, that will.

“Hostiles incoming. I’ll do what I can from my end. Good luck.” Glaz chimed over the radio.

The room went silent, everyone taking cover behind the nearest piece of furniture they could find. Waiting and listening.

It didn’t take long for a breaching charge to go off a floor beneath them, the sounds of footsteps inching closer and closer. Then the sound of an EDD going off and mumbling of cursed words followed.

That seemed to have stopped the white masks in their tracks, making them all nervous.

“Glaz where did our friends go?” Kapkan asked.

“Their flanking towards the room on the left, setting a breaching charge.”

Tachanka got up to go for his LMG, his grip tightening around the handles as he waited for it to go off.

Smoke grabbed one of his Z8’s, holding it like he was going to throw it.

In the silence of the room, they could hear the talking from the masks, and the countdown. They all got ready for the inevitable blasting of wood and metal, it made Tachanka wonder why they even have those barricades if they don’t do shit. The point of them was to stop the terrorists from breaching a wall, yet they still could.

When the blast went off, it forced a few to stumble back, Smoke throwing his Z8, and letting it go off. No one fired, all patiently waiting to see if Smoke’s Z8 did the job.

Unfortunately the yellow thick gas made it visibly hard to see, so Smoke took another one out, throwing it a tad farther than the other, hoping the rest were just waiting for it to go down than to have them come through another way.

That’s when they heard the sound of gunfire coming through the opening in the wall, hidden behind the thick gas. They returned the blind fire, praying this was it. And that no other reinforcements were coming their way.

Kapkan snuck out of the room, stepping over his EDD and headed for the room where the masks were. A few seconds later his 9x19VSN submachine gun goes off, then silence once again. “We’re good here. What about you Glaz?”

“I have nothing. Might want to double check the other side of the building.”

“Going now.” said Kapkan.

Everyone in the room let out a breath and stood up. Smoke walked over and picked up the Z8 he placed by the door, wondering why it didn’t go off when he flipped the switch. He just shrugged and put it back in its pouch.

“Is everyone okay?” asked Doc after a moment.

“I have a hole...in my side.” Tachanka was hunched over a bit,hand holding his lover right side abdomen.

“I’m sorry, what?” Doc asked with a raised brow.

“I’ve been shot.”

That’s when Doc noticed the crimson pooling from between his fingertips. He stumbled back onto the bed sitting down with a grunt and a curse. Doc was in front of in the matter of seconds assessing his wound. His finger prodding his back, looking for an exit wound.

Smoke got on his radio, turning it on. “Kapkan, mate? You need to get back here, we have a problem.”

“What is it?”

“Tachanka’s been shot.”

“Coming now.”

The amount of blood pooling from his wound was making Doc worried, along with not finding an exit wound. That meant the bullet was still lodged in his abdomen, and he didn’t have the equipment to do some botched surgery. But Doc wasn’t giving up just yet, he started to take off Tachanka’s SSO Avizent Smersh and his Fort Defender 2 to get closer to the wound.

The blood already staining his Gorka pants.

“Smoke I need you to put pressure on the wound.”

He nodded and placed his hands over the wound, adding some pressure in hopes to stop the bleeding. Looking up to see Kapkan walking through the doorway with a worried look on his face. Ignoring everyone in the room and making a beeline for Tachanka.

“Is this my payback for earlier?”

“You were going to get some payback. Me getting shot wasn’t one of them.” He laughed, immediately scrunching at the pain.

“That doesn’t matter now, you’re going to be fine kotik.”

“Maybe.”

The words were only above a whisper, but Kapkan heard them loud and clear. The blood was coming out too fast and they were short on medical supplies. It would be a miracle if Doc could somehow stop the bleeding enough for them to get to a hospital. They both knew the outcome. This might just be the mission Tachanka doesn’t come back from.

That thought pained both of them, Kapkan more so. He would be the one left living. He had his fair share of losing friends on the battlefield, Tachanka was different. He wasn’t just a friend, he was much much more. And he wasn’t ready to let him go.

Doc returned a moment later with some gunpowder and a lighter. “This is going to hurt.”

xXx

It’s been nine hours since that nightmare started, Kapkan was walking into Tachanka’s hospital room after getting cleaned up at the hotel he booked for them. Even after getting emergency surgery and a blood transfusion, he was still on his damn phone.

“You almost died and you’re on your phone?”

“What else is there to do?” He smiled over at him and set it screen down on the bed. “I’m glad you finally came to see me lapochka.”

Kapkan shook his head, but a smile spread across his face nonetheless. Taking a seat at the edge of the bed, not caring if anyone saw. He almost lost the love of life today, and the opinions of random strangers didn’t bother him.

“Well. I needed to get us a hotel since you won’t be able to travel for a few weeks and you were in surgery. Did you want me to watch you get that surgery?”

“Da.”

Kapkan scoffed, then leaned down and placed a firm, yet passionate kiss upon his lips. “You’re insufferable, you know that kotik?”

“I love you Maxim!” His hand grabbed Kapkan’s, smiling up at him.

“I love you too Alex!” He returned the smile, and let out a content sigh. “Now please don’t get shot again.”

“You’re no fun.”

#r6shippingdelivery #tachanka x kapkan #alexsandr senaviev #tachanka #maxim basuda #kapkan #timur glazkov #glaz #james porter #smoke #gustav kateb #doc #rainbow six siege #r6s #i hope this is good #long post

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Completely Harmless Ch. 9

Completely Harmless

An SSO SilverGlade Re-imagining Story (Or Fix it Fan Salt fic) By Ginny O.

When Lily and her friends wanted to buy horses and were directed to the Silverglade Manor and its myriad of problems, they didn’t expect to start a revolution. They were just a bunch a stable girls. Completely harmless. Right?

A/N: Things are only canon if I say they’re canon. Pre-Saving the Moorland Stables compliant for the most part. Posted in its entirety on my website. Posted in 2000 to 4000 word bits here. Rated T for Swearing Word Count 177,577

Chapter Nine Being Busy Bees

Pauline took Lily on a tour all over Silverglade, Golden Hills and the Harvest District. They stopped at each café and Pauline introduced the owner to Lily and they explained their business. Dame Anastasia Silverglade was putting out a call to hire a chef for a Restaurant on the roof of the Manor.

The Security Guard at the Fort Pinta Café thought their proposition was interesting and said he’d see that the word would be spread. They went to the Beach Café and left word there too, just in case. Catherine at the Stablebuck Café in Jarlaheim promised to tell her budding chef friends the conditions of the call.

Lisbeth of Lisbeth’s café didn’t really know anyone who was a chef since she served a lot of donuts. Lily tentatively asked if she knew any ice cream makers and bartenders instead. They did have the position at the Wine Cave to fill as well. She was much more hopeful about that.

Pamela Moonriver in Crescent Moon Village offered them free honey for their endeavor. She promised to put the word out. She didn’t think her famous meatballs would be fine enough for such a prestigious manor. Plus, she couldn’t leave her bees.

Jamie Olivetree in New Hillcrest was overly absentminded. But she allowed them to write it down on her sign because they figured she would forget.

Ed at the Wolf Hall Inn promised to put up a notice on the inn board for them. But he wasn’t about to let go of his chef. He did agree though that local ingredients were imperative.

They went to Valedale and spoke to the owner of the café there. They were interested as well.

Ma Anna wasn’t sure if there was any chefs in Firgrove who would like to enter. She focused on pastries herself. So, Lily explained about the open ice cream and bartender position again.

The café owner in Dundull was enthusiastic about the idea.

Their last stop was to the west at Cape West Fishing Village. They talked to the owner of the waterside café there before taking the transport back to Silverglade Manor.

“Oh, we almost forgot Silverglade Village,” Lily put a hand to her forehead.

Pauline looked doubtful. “If there was a chef there, don’t you think they’d put themselves forward by now.”

“It can’t hurt to ask around,” Lily said.

“I guess not.” Pauline shrugged.

They rode to the village and talked to the café owner near the east gate where they’d had lunch a day or so before.

She looked doubtful. “Well, there’s always Courtney Summers.”

“Courtney?”

“Carney, Marley, and Barney’s sister,” the owner said. “She claims to be the best cook in the family, but,” she shrugged. “I don’t know if it will be to the standard of the Baroness.”

Lily and Pauline glanced at each other.

“We told everyone else. It might not be fair not to tell her. I mean, she should have a chance,” Lily said slowly.

“She lives on the other side of the village,” the owner said. “Beware, she’s very peculiar. She’d probably want Anastasia herself to come and invite her.”

Lily grimaced. “We’re unlikely to pry Anastasia out of Jorvik City before the big event. Thanks for the warning though.”

“If she decides not to join, it’s her loss,” Pauline said.

They rode over to the west side of the village following directions. Lily got off her horse and knocked on the door.

A very large woman answered.

“Hello,” she cooed.

“Courtney Summers?” Lily asked.

“Tee hee, that’s me,” Courtney batted her eyelashes.

The girlish mannerisms didn’t go at all with her farmer’s clothes. Lily soldiered on. “Ms. Summers, Dame Anastasia is hosting a chef’s call to start a fine dining establishment at Silverglade Manor. We are here to personally invite you to join.”

“A chef’s call. How exciting?” Courtney fanned herself. “But, I’m afraid I couldn’t do that without a proper invitation in person from Dame Anastasia herself. Hee.”

Lily struggled to keep her face straight. “Dame Anastasia is a very busy woman, Ms. Summers. We do hope that you take advantage of this opportunity.”

“I do know what the locals like.” Courtney smiled and Lily got the impression it was supposed to be sweet but didn’t quite work.

Lily tried not to sound too icy. “Dame Anastasia hopes to attract tourists to the area for trade with this restaurant and your menu should reflect that, Ms. Summers. All the best,” she said and mounted her horse.

Pauline and her turned their horses out and trotted away.

“What a piece of work,” Lily said as they got out of earshot.

“Bet she’ll have plenty of demands if she did get the space,” Pauline curled her lip.

“Thinks pretty highly of herself. An in person invitation from Dame Anastasia?”

“The Summers are pretty much Tenant Farmers,” Pauline said. “Like Steve, they rent land from the Baroness.”

Lily shook her head. “I pity the poor man who ends up with her.”

Pauline sniggered.

As they rode back up to the manor and entered through the gates, ahead of them two people were also walking. Well, Agnetha was marching with purpose and Bjorn was following after her waving his arms.

“Agnetha darling, you just can’t,” he said.

She ignore him.

“The Baroness is a very busy woman,” he continued. “You can’t barge in.”

Agnetha’s foot hit the stairs.

“We need to make an appointment,” Bjorn protested.

Godfrey opened the door. Agnetha brushed past him without so much as a ‘by your leave.’

Bjorn took off his hat, tugged on his hair, put his hat back on, tugged on his beard. And with a mumbled apology at Godfrey, went after his wife.

Lily and Pauline looked at each other. They scrambled off their horses and ran towards the side door. The library door was fortunately unlocked. They tiptoed towards the door to the dining room and pressed their ear against him.

“Baroness Silverglade,” Agnetha said.

Bjorn spoke up. “I am so sorry for us barging in on you like this, milady.”

There was a clink of silverware.

Agnetha slapped something on the table. “About your gardens.”

Bjorn whispered. “Agnetha.”

Agnetha put her hands on her hips. “Are you going to continue to shame your ancestors by leaving them in such shambles or restore the glory of the Silverglade name?”

Bjorn groaned. But there was really no stopping her.

Lily and Pauline gaped.

Agnetha continued. “Here are the plans to bring Silverglade Manor back to its full glory and splendor.”

Pauline cracked the door open.

The Baroness looked at the plans, raising the blueprints and colored sketches off the table. Her eyebrows rose.

“With the eager and willing young hands, I believe that these plans are entirely feasible.”

The Baroness lowered the plans and picked up her teacup. “How do you feel about duck coops?”

The question threw Agnetha for only a moment. “If they’re aesthetically pleasing, I have no problems with ducks and duck coops in my gardens.”

The Baroness’ lips twitched slightly. “You seem to be an efficient person Ms. Agnetha with an understanding of the importance of the heritage of the Silverglade gardens. This will be a full time position to maintain them and I would require your full attention.”

“There’s a house. We’ll take it.” Agnetha said.

“Being a competent person,” the Baroness nodded. “I desire to have gardens around my new race track as well. Once you have finished with the Manor gardens, I look forward to your designs for the race track. Please consult with Linda for any type of materials and plants you need, as well, as the type of composter you want for the garden.”

Agnetha nodded.

“I will assign you a budget shortly.” The Baroness added. “Oh, and Agnetha, in the future, an appointment would be preferable.”

Bjorn whimpered.

Agnetha raised her chin. “I think we have an understanding.” She paused. “Annabella.”

The two older woman looked at each other with tiny smiles and twinkling eyes. Agnetha turned around and marched out.

Totally confused, Bjorn hurried after Agnetha again.

Pauline shut the door and they left the library before they were noticed.

“That’s not a tactic I would have taken,” Lily said with a shiver. They walked around the house.

Agnetha saw them and waved them over. “There you two are. We start the real work on the gardens tomorrow.”

“Um, well, tomorrow, the supplies for one of the duck coops is arriving at Fort Pinta,” Lily said.

“Yes, duck coops,” Agnetha narrowed her eyes.

“We have designs from a designer in Jorvik City,” Lily said quickly. She pulled out her phone and showed Agnetha the photographs of the pictures. “We thought one could go near the water feature in the back gardens. The one coming tomorrow is for behind the little temple near the reflecting pool. And then if necessary, a third one by the riding arena near the river.”

Agnetha had her scroll back and forth. “I see. Yes, these will work well with what I have planned.”

“I look forward to your plans,” Lily said.

“Bjorn and I need to go get our things packed. Keep cleaning up the gardens up here.” Agnetha ordered.

“Um, sure,” Lily nodded. “We can do that.”

Agnetha marched off to find Linda.

Pauline inhaled deeply. “Wow.”

Bjorn shook his head. “She’s got the bit between her teeth now.”

“As long as the Baroness is happy,” Lily said.

Bjorn huffed a little. “I got to keep Agnetha happy! And we ain’t young whippersnappers anymore.”

“We are,” Pauline beamed at him. “I can’t wait. The race through the gardens will be beautiful once we’re finished.”

“Race?” Bjorn looked alarmed.

“It won’t hurt the flowers. I make race plans that don’t hurt the flowers!” Pauline raised her hands.

“Hmm, you better give me those plans so I can warn Agnetha,” Bjorn mumbled.

“How about a riding trail?” Lily suggested. “A tour type of thing for visitors who can come take out a horse, ride through the gardens to the riding arena and take the main road back.”

“That’s perfect!” Pauline squealed. “Though, I like races too.”

“There’s no reason we can’t have both.” Lily shrugged.

Pauline shifted. “The plans are in my room.” She said. “I’ll go make you some copies.” She took off.

Lily took off her hat and smiled at Bjorn. “I hope you and Agnetha will be happy here.”

“Aw, this was always Agnetha’s dream.” Bjorn scuffed the ground. “She never thought she was good enough. But then the lack of upkeep offended her.”

Lily giggled. “It is rather higgly piggly.”

Bjork sucked on the stem of the flower. “We’ll get that fixed right away. You girls are doing a fine job. Agnetha won’t every say thanks. But I will.”

Lily flushed.

Pauline came back running. She waved a bunch of papers and handed them to Bjorn. “Here you are. I printed out the duck coop stuff too.”

“Thank ye kindly,” Bjorn beamed at her.

“The designer has our materials on hold for the duck coops out back,” Lily said.

Bjorn looked between them. “You two sure are busy bees.”

“Tired busy bees!” Lily protested.

Bjorn chuckled, saluted them with the papers and went to find his wife.

Lily and Pauline looked at each other and sighed. They’d better change back into work clothes and help finish with the gardens. Though they still needed a composter for the debris!

FOR THE ACCOMPANYING IMAGES PLEASE DO NOT REMOVE MY WATERMARK AND CONTACT INFORMATION. THANK YOU. I get it. Some of you might get excited and want to see this stuff in the game, especially the clothes, tack, and pets. However, the only way I want to see this in the game is if I get paid for it. If I see it in the game and I’m not paid for it, there will be hell to pay. You think I’m salty. I’d be angry. Personally, I’m not going to send this info to SSO. If you do, leave my contact information there! Don’t give them any excuses to steal.

Now, I’ll know you haven’t read this note if you leave me comments about how ‘salty’ I am about the game and if I hate it so much I should do something else. I am doing something else. It’s called Mystic Riders MMORPG Project. Mystic Riders however is a very baby phase game. You can check out our plans on the game dev blog. (Skills, Factions, Professions, Crafting, Mini-Games, 25+ horse breeds!) If you know anyone who would be interested and has money or contacts about game making, direct them to the blog.

#star stable #star stable online #sso #fanfic #star stable salt #completely harmless #jorvik reimagined #silverglade reimagined #many nods to ruth westside

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avenging-fandoms · 6 years ago

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riverdale 3x20 reactions and opinions (spoilers)

- i bet the farm had something to do with the crash

- i don’t think hal was on that bus

- MARY JDKNDKN

- i hate alice so much

- it’s not even funny

- jughead with those rings is so hot WHEW

- he’s such a good big brother

- IMDHSINSIS

- MAD DOG YES PLEAAE

- fangs wet? THANKS

- the way she looks at archie? veronica wants him again

- I LOVE MY CORE FOUR

- jughead is so sweet i love him so much

- cheryl can suck a fat one

- “only for you betty cooper” HE SSO CUTE

- LMFAOOO ARCHIE AND VERONICAS FACES IM DEAD

- OKAY BETTY GET IT

- aw betty :(

- my girl has no family left that loves and supports her

- WELL THATS ME BABY ILL LOVE YOU

- LMFAO WHAT

- WHERES REGGIE

- IS HE GONNA COME BACK ON PROM NIGHT

- oh cheryl snapped okay

- i still don’t like her

- just as soon as i start to love her

- she goes bad to her old ways

- i love bughrad as detectives

- archie cannot go ANYWHERE BUT riverdale

- SHES SO GORGEOUS I LOVE BETTY

- edgar’s so hot i’m so upset that i’m attracted to him

- POP IS SO CUTE I LOVE HIM

- betty’s so smart i love her

- MM YEAH THOSE BOUNCY SWEATPANTS

- okay archie get it

- my god alice needs to shut up for ONCE

- okay get UNDRESSED FOR ME DADDY WHEEWWW

- YEXYDDYEY GET IT GET IT FET IT

- A SLOW MO IFNDKDND MY OUSSY

- A HIGH FIVE DKFJOSMDL

- THEIR FACES I LOVE BUGHRAF DONDODND

- damn i love archie so much WHEW

- okay fangs calm down farmie

- ARE YOU KIDDING KDHJSBDJD

- my poor archie i wanna take care of him and let him know he’s okay and that he’s my winner

- OH OKAY RONNIE

- OH NO POP ARE YOU OKAY

- BUGHEAD SNAPPED IDNDODJD

- betty looks so hot oh my god

- and her voice?? EAT ME

- DAMN. THAT REALLY SUCKS. I FEEL BAD FOR RONNIE

- they’re looking at each other with such LOVE. WOW. OKAY VARCHIE

- BETTY BETTER NOT BE STUPID

- oh god i’m scared

- bETTY WHAT ARE TIY FOUNG

- WHAT US HAOOEBJGNKDMDLD

- that’s not hal

- WHERE AFE ALL THESE DEAD KIDS COMJNG FROM

- can season 4 bring betty HAPPINESS

- somethings gonna happen to fred when he’s away :(

- and that’s how they write him out :(((

- be. smart. betty.

- BO BETTY. DAY NO.

- WHAT THE FUCK KDKDOD

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stsgooo · 6 years ago

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i'm not gonna go and see it again, can you tell me what (so called) 'extras' there were?

sis, listen. Do not spend money on this. The so called "extras" were Anthony R*sso says "Thank you, here's our favorite deleted scene". Then it was a burning building and Hulk burst through, saves people, they didn't finish the animations and my grandmother and I bursted into laughter. It was trash.

They gave a tribute to Stan Lee and that was the only good thing about it. It was cute and I teared up then it said "Stan, we love you 3000." it was so sweet.

Then it was a two minute introduction of Beck and then it finished. I love Jake but i could've watched that on Youtube. Just. . .it said 22 mins but it was probabt 10 mins. :((

#badassbarnes #asked and answered #endgame

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silverhorseyz · 6 years ago

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I was tagged in something

Thanks for that @anastasiawinterbird!

I nominate @goddess-of-apples, @im-sso-extra and @emma-wolfheart. You guys are interesting people and I am nosy curious c:

[name:] Annie (yes my real name is the same as in sso, how original) [sign:] Cancer [height:] 174 cm

[put ur songs on shuffle & list the first 4 songs] Imagine Dragons - America Pitbull feat. Jason Derulo and Juicy J - Drive You Crazy Michael Jackson - Black or White Imagine Dragons - Roots

[grab the nearest book, go to pg. 23, what’s the 17th line?] "Tema klientide hulka kuuluvad ATj&T, Baxter Healthcare, Hewlett-Packard, Aetna, Motorola ja IRS.” (Meaning: His/her clients include...) This is from the Estonian translation of Malcolm Kushner’s “Public Speaking For Dummies.” I need to read it for uni currently.

[had a song or poem written about u?] Haha nope.

[when was the last time u played air guitar?] I often like to dance when I am listening to music and air guitar at some point always comes to play. I honestly don’t remember the last time I did it, I often do some random dance moves lol.

[do u believe in ghosts?] Not sure. I have personally never had any paranormal encounters, but there are a lot of people out there who claim to have seen ghosty bois.

[do u believe in aliens?] Kind of. There must be life on other planets.

[do u drive? & if u do, have u ever crashed?] Yes, I’ve had my licence for a little over two years now. I haven’t luckily crashed, if we don’t count that one time when I busted a mirror against the beam of the car’s shed when reversing out of it woops...

[last book u read? actual book?] Sarah J. Maas “Crown of Midnight,” second book in the Throne of Glass series. I am a sucker for this kind of fantasy stories.

[do u like the smell of gasoline?] Eh...sometimes...

[what was the last movie u saw?] Estonian movie “Klassikokkutulek 3″ was the last one I saw at the cinema. It is a comedy and it does have equivalents in other countries.

[do u have any obsessions right now?] Show jumping. After years of confidence crisis I am jumping confidently again, I ride a really sweet and reliable horse and am improving lots. Horses have always been my obsession.

[do u tend to hold grudges?] I hold hidden grudges. I may talk to the person and be nice with him/her, but I always remember the things they have said to me, especially the things that hurt.

[are u in a relationship right now?] Enjoying freedom lol.

#Annie Shybrooke's master #meet me #a lil bit about the ugly insecure bean behind this page #enjoy

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sso-emotree · 6 years ago

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The unexpected spy got an upgrade.

Just like a few others in this wonderful AU, I decided Willow’s form needed touching up. Also, here’s an entire Pinterest dedicated to her, and specifically the board I made for the WWAU.

@ssowildwest & @carina-go-lightlee // @daine-s-adventures & @stormiesquall & @sso-bluejay as well ‘cause these guys gave me some ideas I fit into the form.

When I first joined in this AU, Willow had no character. This form was the closest she had to have a character. Since then, I’ve not only gotten very involved in the community, but Willow has grown tremendously. I’m still pleased with the differences between canon and AU, but I figured now since I know her a bit better in canon, I’d tweak this a bit. This does include appearance, but it’s nothing too major. And yes, I did need to be “extra” with the banner.

Name: Willow Northbook

Age: 24

Occupation/Role: She was previously the owner of the General Store and a spy for Dark Corps, but she’s now just an outlaw.

Team Good or Team Evil?: Evil (with some technicalities).

APPEARANCE

Hair/eye/skin: Brunette, mostly kept down and occasionally in a ponytail. Very green eyes. Pale skin.

Build: 5’6”, lean - she has leg muscle from riding often.

Defining Characteristics: She has a scar on her right temple that cuts two lines through her eyebrow from an accident when she was in her teens.

Clothing Style: I suppose it’s just your average western attire? She’ll wear whatever best suits what she’s doing at the time. She’s always prepared.

Signature Look: Willow always keeps a pocket watch on her at all times. It’s always clipped somewhere on her outfit, whether it’s her jacket, an apron, or a belt loop.

Demeanor: Previously, her first impression was that she was a very sweet and trusting person. If she sees anyone from the town now, she will come across very sly and almost sarcastic about what had happened. Now, I think she’s got some more sass to her. More spunk. She, of course, can still act and easily be a liar, but now she’s not as motivated to given the situation.

STORY

Origins: Willow grew up on the wrong side of the law. She followed after her parents, who were always with the wrong crowd. As she grew, she learned to eavesdrop, keep things to herself, and overall has become quite the actor. On Jorvik, Dark Corps found potential in her, and hired her as a spy. After all, she can hide in plain sight. They sent her to New Jorvik to go with the flow and report back with any notable information. // Now, after the showdown with New Jorvik, Willow is on the run. Dark Corps ditched her, leaving her on her own in the West. She was recently captured by Alex Cloudmill, who seems to be treating her rather nicely.

Economic Status: She was part of the middle-class before, but now she’s gearing towards the lower-class because of the fact that she’s on the run so much. She’s had to resort to robbing for money.

Motivations: Willow will ultimately choose money over people. Over the years, she’s learned that no one sticks around long, and it’s not useful getting attached. She thrives off of the adrenaline rush of riding and conflicts, but because of her position for Dark Corps, she had to keep her profile low. When she did that, she had time to reflect and got a sense of a “normal” life. Part of her felt a longing to have some connection to another person, but it was slight, and very deep down. Besides, money is more important… right?

ALLIANCES

Horse Name/Breed/Color/Sex: (Oddly enough, I’m going with this horse again, who I use for AUs and still don’t have in-game.) Koda, a dapple gray paint stallion of the American Paint Horse breed.

Pets: n/a

Partner/Love Interest: Originally, there was none. However, I currently ship canon Willow with both Alex Cloudmill and Jay Ravenshield. Burgie had mentioned an idea of a possible love-triangle, but honestly? I’m not sure which one I prefer. I’d love to see something develop in this area for Willow over time, but at the moment I don’t have much else to say. Surprise me. ;) Or, at the very least, if you have any ideas, let me know! I’m totally down for figuring this out. Other Alliances: At the moment, Willow doesn’t have a single ally. Her rivals are anyone directly involved in the law.

SKILLS

Level of Education: She has a standard education when it comes to academics and such.

Fighting Skills/Style: Willow is fantastic with knives, whether it’s throwing or close hand-to-hand combat. Guns… not so much. She’s had some practice recently while she’s on-the-run, so she’s a bit better than she was originally, but still not great.

Trades and Talents: Willow is an extremely good liar and actor. She also has a very visual memory. It’s rare she needs a map to know where she’s going or how she ended up from one location to another.

MISCELLANEOUS: Willow has never been close to people. The closest she’s ever been to anyone is Koda, her horse. He is her best friend. The only thing that comes above money is Koda. If anything happened to him, it could be a drastic change for Willow. (Possible idea thanks to Sam ;), thank you for that.) She also doesn’t drink often. She didn’t before at all in fear of getting drunk and blowing her cover. Now she’ll do it when she feels she doesn’t need to be too careful.

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