#theese sounds

[batcavescolony]

Everyday I am reminded that Kamala Khan writes RPF (real person fanfic)

[the-kneesbees]

sometimes, in brief moments of weakness and frustration, I wish I was a brass player

[morally-gray-omens]

I love the part of the lgbtq comunity that lets you try on lables. The people that don't require proof that you are one way or another, and dont judge you if you figure out you were wrong about a label or find somthing no longer aplies.

It makes me feel good inside.

[pbnbucks]

paige x nika x reader

word count : 638

warnings : a bit suggestive, sexual intentions.

summary : “ you met ur wbb player gf and to help motivate her, before a game you would give her a sexy polaroid pic of you and you bet your ass she plays better bc of it, considers it her lucky charm at this point” “they would trade cards or would challenge each other during training for their top picks of the sexy polaroids. treating them like the best playing cards ever. if you all live together, the polaroids are considered barter to get out of chores 😝🤭”

“okay but if i beat you in rock paper scissors i got both of theese and all your polaroids” paige hesitated but of course she was cocky and wouldnt let nika think she won so she agreed. “okay but if i win i get all your polaroids and the ones for the rest of your month” nika of course agrees and grabs the ball. theese werenf normal polaroids they where arguing over, they where polaroids of you naked all fucked out on your guys shared bed. your most intimate moments together captured for them. they worshipped those pictures it was a ritual. before each game they would grab their collection and mesmerize them.

Nika goes up to paige and gives her a quick kiss “sorry babe but id like my polaroids now” Paiges face is all red and shes pissed. she had just lost her 1v1 against nika over things she valued most “thats not even fair im not giving you them” and of course nika dosent listen and snatches paiges collection from her. you unlock the door to your guys shared apartment and you find paige on top of nika with nika in a headlock by the blonde and they still havent noticed you with them being caught in the moment of their bickering. “what the fuck are yall doing” their heads snap to look at you in shock. paige was the first to speak “she stole my polaroids” nika scoffs at the stupid blonde “dont lie to her” instead you loose your patience and put an end to their stupid fued “y’all better sit y’all’s lil asses on the couch right now” they quickly find the butts to a seat as you dramatically put your purse and water bottle on the counter and take your shoes off making your way to the living room and sitting down on the recliner across from them. “now somebody explain whats going on and why yall are acting like barbarians” paige sits their like a baby pouting as nika speaks up “basically…”

time skip

the innocent blonde knocks on the bathroom door and you tell her to come in, she goes up behind you and kisses your neck as she wines “she took all the polaroids baby tell her to give them back” your over all of their bickering that went on from the time you got home that you had to witness “awww is mommy’s princess sad now?” you say to her in a baby voice that pisses her off. she immediately turns around trying to walk out before you stop her “okay okay im sorry but what do you want me to do about it, you lost them yourself baby” she goes to sit on the counter as she makes her demands “i want you to get my polaroids back from nika because you love me and if you don’t ill never get out of bed again.” you make sure to noticeably glare hard at her “im not doing that” she crosses her arms and looks the other way “then you don’t love me” she sighs and waits for me to give in “why cant i just take new ones princess and you get to choose what you want, how does that sound princess?” she thinks about it for a good minute “okay fine i guess but nika isn’t sleeping with us tonight” you stop dead in your tracks grabbing her arm “don’t push it paige” she pouts but apologizes “go to our room ill go get the camera sexy” you throw you shoe at her for the annoying nickname she gave you when nika calls you it but she was unfazed by it so you open the door to your room and strip your day clothes off and lay on the bed waiting for your sweet girl.

[godmadeaterribleerror]

I Skip My Pride - No Love Lost Bonus Chapter

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Author's Note: What an amazing opportunity to use that gif. Takes place in Chapter 22. Title from Lay All Your Love On Me by ABBA.

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary/Warnings: You share some music with Ben over text. Usual warnings.

Tags: Soldier Boy/Supe!Female Reader, canon divergence, fluff

whjt is empty v 

What? 

annie and mm are talkinng avout empty v. wat is it. Ben frowned at his phone, watching the little bubbles appear and disappear, and added theyre foghting about something calld a reeahna  

The bubbles disappeared for half a second, and then- 

Ask MM how to spell that. 

Ben ahead of him, where MM and Annie were locked in an argument about something that sounded fucking stupid. 

“How the fuck do you spell that.” 

MM twisted, frowning at him. “Spell what.”

“That weird fucking word you said. The reeahna.” 

“Do you,” Annie paused, exchanging a weird fucking look with MM. “Do you mean Rihanna?” 

“Sure. How the fuck do you spell it.” 

Ben listened as Annie sounded every letter out—slowly, like he was fucking stupid—and entered them into the phone carefully. 

rihanna. 

The response was immediate. Jesus fucking Christ, Ben. 

wat 

She’s a singer. And you’re thinking of MTV. 

whats mtv 

MTV was launched in the 80s. You should know what MTV is. 

Ben paused, then typed, cabel channel 

Good work. I’m proud of you. 

shutt up. why is that shit still aroond 

People love music, celebrities, and drama, and MTV provides all three. 

od they still do thw msuic show 

VMAs?  

sure 

Yes, they do.  

music goood 

What???? 

is musac still good 

I’d say it is, but it’s an incredibly subjective medium. 

wat music do u liek tha most 

Ben knew what music She liked. He’d spent hours listening to all her fucking songs, over and over while she was gone. But the variety had almost killed him with whiplash, and he didn’t have the goddamn time to comb through the infinite amount of songs she seemed to enjoy. If She’d just spell out the best ones, he’d memorize them because he loved Her, and not bother with shit that wasn’t necessary.

The little bubbles had started up again, appearing and disappearing for several seconds before- 

Did you listen to the playlist? 

dont knoww how

Do you want help?

He sighed, glancing up at Annie and MM to ensure they wouldn’t reach back and grab his fucking phone from his hand, and looked back down. yes 

Yes… Please? 

dont puush it 

I’m not helping you if you don’t say please, Benjamin. 

Ben scowled at the screen. pleas 

Thank you. Open the app, go to playlists, and hit the one labeled Benjamin Music Education Initiative. 

Ben rolled his eyes, but followed Her instructions, returning to the messages when he was done. now wat 

Listen to the music, dummy.  

i dont know theese songs 

That’s the point. There was a brief pause—Ben was really starting to hate these stupid fucking bubbles—before, There’s four songs per decade you missed. Three that are important for you to know, and one that I like. I also added some more familiar stuff that I thought you’d like, so you don’t listen to Toxic and explode.  

stuf i like 

Hughie said you like Steely Dan, so I went off of that. Ben grinned at the screen, even as the next message came through. Old fucking man music, by the way. You’re not doing yourself any favors in the “I’m not a goddamn dinosaur, Sunshine” department. 

He wasn’t a fucking dinosaur. Normally, Ben would’ve immediately typed that into the phone with a glare, but something in his chest was making him all fucking soft and fucking happy. He loved Her so fucking much, and it was making him a pussy, but Christ, he couldn’t bring himself to give a flying pig’s fuck. He could picture Her perfect face in a mock frown, almost hear Her voice dropped into that dogshit fucking impression of him as he read her words, and he did like Steely Dan. He had absolutely no memory of telling Hughie that, but Ben didn’t really fucking care if he’d mentioned it and forgotten, because now She knew. And She’d added a few of their songs to the stupid playlist, mixed in with a bunch of shit Ben didn’t recognize. 

doo i have to listeen now 

Do you not want to? 

i dont want to stoop talking to u 

There was a pause, and then, You can do both. They aren’t mutually exclusive. 

why 

Because two apps can run at once.  

Ben blinked, and went back to the playlist, hitting the button labeled play and almost dropping his phone as the music blasted through the car. 

“Shit!” MM turned around the glare at Ben as he smashed his thumb onto the screen, trying to stop the guitar splitting filling up the air. “Use fucking headphones, you asshole, not all of us want to listen to Nirvana right now!” 

“Nobody gave me headphone, you dicksack-“ 

“Here,” Annie threw a pair of thin white wires at Ben’s face, shrugging. “Those are my backups, they were like fifteen dollars. You can keep them.” 

Ben scowled at the alleged headphones. “This is fucking string.” 

“Goddammit,” MM muttered, snatching Ben’s phone and the wires from his hand and chucking them back into his lap, now somehow connected together. “You’re welcome, motherfucker. Go back to sulking about your separation anxiety and use those if you want to listen to music.” 

Ben didn’t know how to use them to listen to music. Headphones were big, and they went over your ears. These couldn’t go over fucking shit. 

how do u use wiires as headpones 

What? 

annie gav me string and said to use is to musicc 

Oh. Those are earbuds, you put them in your ears.  

Ben glanced down at the wires. There were little pieces on the end that looked bigger, and could maybe fit in his ears. 

They did. It felt really goddamn weird, but when he shook his head they didn’t fall out, and when he pressed play again it was like the music was being pushed into his brain.  

i got it 

Good work. 

shut the fhck up 

Rude. Do you like the music? 

its ok. loud 

I’ll take okay and loud. I did start with grunge, so it’ll get quieter.  

its not baad. didnt fuckinng expect it tho 

I have so many old man jokes. 

Ben rolled his eyes. brat 

Cunt. Wait until you get to the 2010s, you’re going to hate it. 

He might. Ben didn’t understand half the pop culture shit in the modern world, but She did, and he trusted her. He wasn’t listening to his music for himself, it was all for her. To find out what fucking music she deemed worthy of showing him, what stuff she loved, so he could love Her better. Maybe manage to understand her insane, genius fucking brain a little more. And he hadn’t been lying, the music wasn’t bad. A lot of it was weird as shit, but none of it made him want to rip off his ears.  

And it was making something inside of Ben all fucking soft and gooey, that She’d successfully figured out what music he liked. That she’d taken the time to do this, just for him. It was the Benjamin Music Education Initiative. This was for Ben, from Her. He fucking loved Her, and she cared about him enough to do this. He was going to memorize every single fucking song on this list, and maybe she’d do it again.  

He’d love Her no matter what. Even when she made old man jokes and called him a cunt, Ben would keep loving Her until it killed him. 

i thogt u hated romeo an juilet 

I do. Why? 

song 

Well, this version has a happy ending, and it’s an excellent fucking song. 

its fine 

It’s amazing. Do not disrespect that song, Pretty Boy. It’s blasphemy.

i said its fuckig fine 

I’m going to make you listen to the whole album. The entire discography. 

He could live with that. If it kept Her at his side, Ben would easily put up with listening to this twangy guitar for a million goddamn years. If it made Her smile, all the fucking better. wahtever 

Don’t test me. I’ll do it.

i no 

Know. 

fuckk off

No. You’re stuck with me. 

Ben could live with that as well.

End Note: Do you guys think Ben would be a swiftie. I feel like he would but he'd be like, angry about it.

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[sea-lanterns]

ugh i wanna be yaes bratty sub who she kisses afterwards and teases about how rude i was being so now she wont let me cum and moan too loudly otherwise you might wake up the whole of inazuma from how loud your being at the shrine

or her having a bratty bunny reader and she fucks you senseless with a strap pulling on the ears making you beg her to stop before you cant cum no more

or ei listening in on theese sessions and deciding she wants you for herself so she steals you away at night and eats you out!! its her first time so dont be mean…or she’ll shock your nipples and make it just exactly as yae does only this time the electricity is stronger

or ei just fingering you relentlessly after miko made her a tad bit too jealous after seeing her scratch your ears and getting you to twitch in happiness or moan loads

-🦊

….now hear me out 🦊 anon

bratty bunny reader with ei AND miko together…

nsfw under the cut—————————

the first time miko brought you to the almighty shogun, she was immediately intrigued. you were so cute with your shy and timid demeanor, floppy ears and cute cotton tail that ei wanted you all for herself!

unfortunately, you were miko’s little plaything. which led to countless nights of the shogun having to hear her familiar pound you thoroughly every night with her strap. the image of your little hole sucking in the engorged cock enough to make ei’s cunt drip with arousal…

“you can take it all, little one? all of it? what a good girl…”

ei grit her teeth at the sounds of miko’s ridiculous teasing. she could just imagine the sex-drunk expressions on your face and hear the begging through the wet slaps of skin emitting from her thrusts. your pathetic whimpers left the archon trembling, and she just couldn’t take it anymore…

“stop teasing the poor thing, miko…!” ei slid the door open to reveal you face down on the bed with your ass up in the air. miko’s strap still thrusting into you while she lazily makes eye contact with her superior.

“oh? you were watching the whole time? how lewd, ei…” she giggled and slowly wrapped her slender fingers around your waist, keeping your ass upright while she continues. “care to show me how it’s done? this little one was being especially bratty tonight…”

the archon blushes but quickly slid the sliding door closed, walking over to the bed to gently yank you up by the ears, holding your head up so she could kiss you feverishly. “don’t worry, i’m here now…”

miko rolled her eyes at this and angled your hips so she could snap into you further, the slap enough to push you forward and into the arms of the shogun.

“ah, a jumpy one is she…?” ei took your upper half in her arms and kept you supported while miko doggy styled on you. body twitching when she slid the toy further inside, and arching your back forward to meet the lips of your savior…

“don’t worry, you’ll be in good hands, little rabbit…”

“likewise, ei. you’re too soft…”

and then ei yanked you down to be face level with her cunt, arousal already dripping from the lips while miko took it up a notch and slid the last two inches inside.

looks like you won’t be leaving anytime soon…

…this wasn’t proof read or edited by any means, just pure thoughts based on this thirst (￣ ￣|| )

[ghostlychief]

Star Pupil

Request: Hello!!! Hope you have an amazing birthday. Can I please request a Ghost x fem!reader where Ghost is training a bunch of rookies, but they dont really take training seriously. Like ik it sounds very unrealistic as the battleground is very dangerous but yk- so like theese recruits are like, not trying or just rolling their eyes behind Ghosts back(ofc he notices) but reader catches Ghosts eyes bc she is the only one who is actually trying(and the only female among them) and taking the training seriously and he sometimes sees her training in her free time. Just wnated to know how he would react about this :33Feel free to ignore, and also HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN <3

AN: HELLO this is so much later than when you requested (sorry lol) but i hope you enjoy what i threw together <33333 THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE!! hope you take care hon, and thanks for the birthday wishes when you originally sent this in!!!!! - Lee

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Oneshot: Simon “Ghost” Riley x fem!reader

warnings: none, cursing? it’s really just fluff

summary: you are a new recruit for the organization that squad force 141 is under. what happens when you are seemingly the only recruit that takes her training seriously, but also develops a crush on your instructor?

wc: 1.4k+ (this really turned into a whole thing huh)

enjoy!!!!

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Ghost should have known that a class of new recruits would be difficult to teach.

Hell, all of them were male, expect for one person who was a woman. The fact that the class was 99% male didn’t surprise him when the first day of teaching went to complete shit.

No one was listening to his instructions and he didn’t even know how most of these men qualified to even be here, training under him. They were unruly, constantly talking when he was giving instructions and in even some instances, they would mock and roll their eyes at Ghost when his back was turned.

The recruits were just lucky he didn’t see them mocking him, otherwise it would be a completely different story, and all those who participated would be packing their bags to go home.

It was a blow to his ego.

Did they not know what a unique opportunity this was? To be training with a member of the infamous squad 141?

141 was the best in the game, the best team out there to accomplish complex covert mission after mission. No one else had the skill set or the discipline to be as good as they are.

So, why the fuck was the next generation of the organization being such dipshits?

Much not to Ghost’s surprise, the sole recruit that was taking training seriously was the woman recruit.

After the first week, Ghost found himself looking up your file, wanting to know more about his star pupil. He figured you were around the same age as the other recruits, but it turned out that you were around his age, although a few years younger. You also had some field work under your belt. That must be why she seems so much more competent that her peers, Ghost thinks.

Before you were recruited to squad 141, you spent your late teens and early twenties going to a prestigious military school, specializing in military strategy and combat. Afterwards you joined an organization specializing in oversee operations. You also had a special skill in archery and close quarters combat, specifically knife play.

He was impressed to say the least.

He also couldn’t ignore the fact that he thought you were pretty. His teammates teased him relentlessly when they saw him, catching onto his schoolboy crush.

“Hey Ghost, how’s your star pupil?”

“Do you make all the other recruits run more laps than her?”

All of these stupid questions came with a smirk and at least one laugh from another team member. Ghost kept his cool though, he didn’t want to give them any more ammo to hit him with. Somehow these bastards found out I have a crush on her, bloody hell.

He didn’t even think he was being that obvious. However, when sifting through his memories, he realized he did talk about you a lot, especially after a drink or two. But who could blame him? You were at the top of your class, and outshone your pupils so easily. It was hard not to brag about you to 141.

You impressed him further when he spotted you training by yourself, during your precious free time. Typically, new recruits had a rigorous schedule, so any free time granted was special, not the be taken for granted. Most people took naps, drank, or simply lazed around with their friends during this time. However, you continued to amaze him at your dedication to be the best at your job.

He figured out your schedule so sometimes he would find himself trailing behind you (without your knowledge of course), and watch some of your solo training sessions. He wasn’t trying to be creepy, he just wanted to see what you focused on when you trained alone.

The next time he had training with your cohort, he found himself giving you specific pointers based on what he saw during your unaided training sessions.

As astounded he was by you, he never deliberately approached you, never singled you out. Apart from his tips here and there, he treated you like all the other recruits. Although he harbored a burrowing, yet growing crush for you, he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

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Sooner than later your graduation came. Now you were no longer a measly recruit but a major, you were someone with ranks. You were proud to say the least, and little did you know, your instructor was just as proud, maybe even more so than yourself.

When you were on the way back to your dorms, you noticed Ghost leaning against the door to the hallway. You tried to suppress the warmness that threatened to spread onto your cheeks, so you looked down, hoping he doesn’t notice you.

All throughout your training you tried your best not to make it apparent about the crush you had on Ghost. You really tried your hardest to solely focus on the task at hand; which was, training. Sometimes, to distract yourself even further from him, you would spend your free time alone, training even more. The exercise helped quell your racing heart and aching bones that longed for a certain 6’4 lieutenant.

The enigma behind him was all the more intriguing. You could only see half his face, who wouldn’t be interested to learn more? You were dying to know what he looking like with his balaclava removed. You wondered if he had a mustache, or any facial hair for that matter that was hidden by the mask.

Did he have dimples? A freckle or two on his chin, near his mouth? What did his lips look like? Were they thin, thick? You just had so many questions sparked by your new found crush on him.

You were shocked and a little frazzled when your tactic didn’t work, because right as you’re about to past Ghost, he gingerly places a hand on your bicep, and says your name.

Now that you think about it, this was the first time he called you by your name, all other times he referred to you as Recruit 139.

For a man who’s skilled in killing people, he had such a gentle hold on you, not at all imposing. Your heartbeat picked up and when you glanced up at him, it raced even more.

“Hm? Oh, hi Lieutenant.” You slightly bowed even though his hand was still on you, the warmth sizzling through your shirt and seemingly marking your skin.

Before he could get a word in edge wise, you said hurriedly, “I just want to say thank you for being such a great instructor. You really motivated me to perform my best and try my hardest. So, again thank you.”

You found yourself slightly bowing again. Why do I keep doing that?

Too caught up in your own embarrassment of being around Ghost, you failed to notice the curve of his lips upturn under his balaclava, obviously endeared by you.

He removes his hand from your arm, and says, “No need to thank me, I mean you practically did all the work yourself. You were clearly more driven than your peers, along with all those training sessions you did during your free time-

“Wait what?”

When you look back up at Ghost you see that his eyes have widened. “How do you know I train by myself?”

Ghost lets out a chuckle in the form of a sigh, “I just saw you by accident a few times, wasn’t stalking or anything.” He holds up his hands as if to confirm.

“Ah, is that why you gave me suspiciously specific pointers during training sessions? I thought you were reading my mind!”

This time he grants you a full laugh, “No, no minding reading here.”

He takes a step towards you, and you automatically take a half step back, not used to being so close to the lieutenant.

“Anyways, what I wanted to originally ask you was, do you want to go out for celebratory drinks? You are my star pupil after all. Well, no longer a pupil, but a colleague.”

You tried to hide your awe. Is he really asking me to go get drinks?

You’re about to reject, when you realize that this is your chance and like he said, you are no longer a student of his, but rather a colleague.

You pretend to ponder his request, bringing a finger to rub your chin and grant him a sweet smile. “Hmm, are first rounds on you?”

Though, he sees right through your act.

You hear him cough, as if suppress another laugh, and then he says, “Of course. That would just be rude if it wasn’t, hm?”

Your smile widens, and Ghost thinks he may pass out, “You’re damn right.”

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Simon “Ghost” Riley Masterlist

[silky-silks]

The Trees

(Im going to respond to my ask soon guys after March 11)

The run for Mario is coming to a close everybody! And as much as I want to continue sadly Mario day is where the finale is revealed. But Im having tons of fun with this, and i have learned a lot of things in theese short span of few days. A part of me wish I knew of Mario day earlier, but enough of my lamenting. Back to story time.

Anger

Uncertain if Nina is truly dead or not, Silky tries to comfort and give everyone hope as Nina might actually be alive. Silky however had no idea just how enrages Eric could get. She turns and see's the blinding rage on Eric's face. She freezes as his glare looks...so similar to someone else she known. (And it's not Bob). She does not know what to do, doesn't even know what to say as for countless times even therapist can soothe his pain. So she sits very still, and hushes everyone in the room (Silky is no expert at this, so take her response to how in Puss in Boots: The last Wish when Perro helped Puss during a panic attack. ) She stays at the calmest expression she can until eventually Eric is able to get pass the anger faze.

Eventually the air does become a bit calm, and Silky hesitates to hold Eric close to her soft fur, she is grateful he doesnt yank it off. But not that it matters, her fur is not important: Eric is. Her extreme fluff drowns out the sound of the room, as it was all so incredibly "loud" earlier.

At this Time, Patches is trying to process the news and find something to help Bob with, but everything falls apart when Mono hurries out of the observatory. King Boo yells for her to come back but Patches is already at her trail.

The Black Hole

(idea from @22a-girl-from-galaxy22, and it's amazing)

Somehow and in someway, Mono finds a black hole and jumps into it. This is dangerous, incredibly dangerous but by sheer luck she makes it to the other side. Hell Valley, and Patches it as her side.

There they find Nina in a cell, and are overjoyed to know she is alive. But just like Eric, Mono probably should have thought of the escape plan. Nina however is depserate know if her family is okay and is relieved to know Bob and are safe. But hearing of Eric's breakdown broke her heart. However this little reunion is about to end as.....{REDACTED} shows up with a bit of a cosmic drip.

_it's Ducifer....Mono readies her weapon but they are surronded.

(To be continued tomorrow as soon as possible or probably at midnight)

Whew okay we almost there guys! Man I'm going to miss this little series a bit, but I'm resting after all of this haha..

But some notes yes, Ducifer is the bad guy because everybody loves Ducifer! (Did I say that right?) Hopefully he is able to survive the wrath of Silky when she gets there.

Nina originally was going to look petrified but i made her angry. Already having met this dude some time ago, and now seeing him back with him trying to kill mono, herself, patches, and is the main cause for all of this pain fuels her with anger.

I dont know much about PTSD so i had to tread very lightly with it as i did not want to end up making something very offensive. Hence why i reframed from Silky doing a whole "Oh let me hug and talk to you" as I know in some cases, talking and hugging can be one terrible thing for some folks.

And finally Patches is horrified of Hell Valley trees. I mean look at those things, if her friends were there they would be fighting like hell cats. Anyway, im going to eat some food, and prepare for the finale!

Patches Bashful belongs to @eve-pie

Eric Velseb @night-light-artz

Mono and Ducifer @22a-girl-from-galaxy22

[moonkitty]

does anyone have any music that sounds wet? shit like theese. im looking for music that just sounds like its absolutely sopping wet

[ch4r-1z4rd]

jrwi riptide spoilers (episode 53)

I'm relistening to ep 53 of riptide, and just wow, how gillion and chip react to Jay offering her freedom to her father is incredible

at the start chip sounds defeated small, quiet 'jay..' and gillions loud and happy 'well that's nkt happening!' chips clearly upset, I mean he's been with jay for years at this point, and to see her give up so quickly isn't something that we really see up until now. and gillions response shows how dedicated he is to the oath he took with the riptide crew, he fully believes 100% in their and his loyalty to each other, and the way they change makes my heart hurt.

Chip switches to anger, telling jay how he knows this isn't what she wants and that they made an oath, and she's a riptide pirate, the soft anger in his voice is something chip only uses in regards to the crew, not full anger, not the firey, hot tempered anger he used to give, a softer more kind anger, that still gets his point across. and gillion just seems to resign, he gets quiet and soft, opening himself up to jay by taking of his armour amd letting her shoot him, "tell me what you want so I can fight for it" hurts me so much, because it shows his loyalty to the crew, that even though jay is turning her back to them and seemingly giving up, he still trusts her, still wants to fight for her, Charlie even says "gillion goes down with a smile" and that's heartbreaking, he loves this crew and would do anything for them

anyways I'm so normal about theese silly little characters

[a-d3ad-p0et]

•INTRO POST•

hi im moons :D

i am a minor so if your above 18 and you're a creep piss off, if you're not a creep and just think im cool (which i defenitly am (that's not true im sorry)) i will not hate or ignore you i'll just talk to you like i do to my grandma because, i don't know actually, i just can't help it

my pronounds are: she/her/they/them/whatever/idk

i have a main blog but im not putting it on this one, i'll just let you guess my other blog 🤓👍

i am slightly obsessed with DPS, RSL, Ethan Hawke and Robin Williams and im watching every single movie or series anyone of the dps cast ever had anything to do with

i have an old cat, i play guitar, i live in belgium, im verry bad at doing whatever tumblr etiquette say im suposed to do on here, i can't type or spell and i honestly couldn't care less, im also alergic to using .

i rarely use emojis but when i do it's because im bieng sarcastic or dont' want to sound dry, most of the time i use theese: 😔🤓👍👢🐐💃🔧🤽‼️🎶 and no questions shall be asked about those

i also made a dead poets discord server, just send me something if you want me to give you the link to it :]

i can't think of more things to say actually?

yall are amayzing and if you think im cool or you feel like bieng my friend or just talking to me send me a dm and i'll try to respond wittin two days, if i don't i may be dead

[morally-gray-omens]

I love the part of the lgbtq comunity that lets you try on lables. The people that don't require proof that you are one way or another, and dont judge you if you figure out you were wrong about a label or find somthing no longer aplies.

It makes me feel good inside.

[soupevil]

Since I can't post th images here's more of theese apollo sprites things.

Again, some of these still need to be more polished + some sound effects are wrong also

[ghostchomper]

Crona has nightmares of her training. Maka comforts her.

Word count: 590

Teen (I think)

Hurt/confort

For cromaweek (sleep over)

She heard her mother’s voice from downstairs.

“Come downstairs! I have a gift for you!” 

Her mother’s voice had a strangely blissful, earnest ring to it. Makeing her sound as if she actually loved her daughter. As soon Crona got downstairs however, she was greeted with  a jaring gift. A baby dragon, with black scales and dark red eyes. 

“I want you to kill it” Medusa says, gesturing at the dragon.

“What?”

“Kill. It” 

”I don't know how to deal with theese types of things-” Crona cried

“KILL IT” Medusa says grabbing Crona’s arm, pulling it in the direction of the dragon. The dragon backed away, its wings poised for attack. It spit out a flash of fire witch licked Cronas face, drying up any tears she had in the process.

“Such a stubborn child you are!” Medusa said as she threw her within point blanc of the dragon’s maw. Crona could smell the dragons foul breath.

She tried to back away.

But her arms and legs were nothing but sandbags.

The dragon from this view was no longer so small, saliva cascading from mouth. Its teeth looked like stalagmites at the entrance to a cave. It opened its mouth revealing a fiery inferno caressing her skin, and  if only for a moment felt good. Like a mothers hug, something she would know she could never have. Since after all, she was a stubborn child.

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She awoke in a small room. Various books and other studdy materials where scattered around the room. Maka stood over her, wearing a fuzzy sweater, a concerned look around her face.

“Are you okay” She asked

“I-I must have feel asleep again. I must’ve been a bother sleeping when we’re suppose to be studying” She said noticing the study material around her.

 “Why didnt you wake me up?”

“Cause you look so cute when your sleeping” Maka cooed while picking up a book from the ground “and its not best to wake people up from nightmares, especially ones that are violet”

“V-viol-l-l-ent?” Crona stuttered

Maka nodded pointing to a overturned desk just a few feet away from them. “Ragnaroc went crazy! He started throwing book everywhere and flipped the desk!”

“Im so sorry! I dont know how to handle-”

“It wasnt your fault”

“But-”

“It wasnt your fault”

“But I-”

“It wasnt. Your. Falt. If anything it was Ragnaroc’s” 

“The nightmare I had wasnt about Ragnaroc, it was about my mother”

Maka percked up, ever since they battled Medusa Crona barely mentioned her at all. Maka knew she would have to tred carefully, especially after Crona just woke up from a nightmare.

“What was the nightmare about?”

Crona seemed to be taken aback by the question “Well, it was about my training”

“Your training with Madusa?”

“Yes” Crona shuddered, hugging herself “Mudusa called me down for a present, and-and” Tears started to stream down Crona’s face “and it was a dragon, she told me to kill it” she crumped and fell into Makas arms.

“What happened then?” Maka would put her arms around Crona

“I died”

“You died?”

“Yes”

“But your still here, arent you?” She would put her hands through Cronas hair

Crona sighed “It was just a dream, I didn’t die” Crona shifted herself to look at Maka “I get it now”

“There is no need to cry, it was all a bad dream” 

“Even if it was a bad dream I still destroyed your desk and ruined your book”

The dirty blonde smiled “We can replace that, but I cant replace you”

[cleaning-n-crew]

Sorry if this sounds a bit rude or might trigger some past drama but this is a question for Janny! How did Janny get that odd burnt part on their right eye? Thank you for answering if you did!

O--ohmy aaa question for me- UHM,, H-hi stuffybun,.,! Thank very, thaank you very much for, your concern and, and dont worry at all as, as I didnt- didnt suffer any burns or any other injury....,, UHm WEll I did. sometimes,,while workin mostly but nothing regeneration cant cant fix.., Im gonna try and. explain what the Doctor told me Ehm, well you, you see I have, theese white stains since I was,, so small Before, I was born even, The Doctor cannot tell if something. happened to me when I was an egg or it was just a, a natural random mutation

But what they discovered is that, they are not good news;;;., They, they look white because. The color cells in those- areas are damaged and dont absorb nor produce, ink Well they, do but its, its too little And the very little bit reacts anormally with them and that makes em look a different color. and also makes me unable to. to "use" it

(metaphor to illustrate the point,)

And also it affects the the cells on my skin by also making them look, different and my eye Eyes need ink to fuction And mine barely has, and the little it has works weird so. So I cant see, anything at all...,, Doctor says that, what I have its called "Achromatism" and it will go only bigger and worse with the years and with the current growth speed I dont have that many left

So they are they are working very hard on a cure for me, as soon as posible... They are very kind and always treats me very well and takes care of me I trust them very much with this.

[ghostlychief]

Hello!!! Hope you have an amazing birthday

Can I please request a Ghost x fem!reader where Ghost is training a bunch of rookies, but they dont really take training seriously. Like ik it sounds very unrealistic as the battleground is very dangerous but yk- so like theese recruits are like, not trying or just rolling their eyes behind Ghosts back(ofc he notices) but reader catches Ghosts eyes bc she is the only one who is actually trying(and the only female among them) and taking the training seriously and he sometimes sees her training in her free time. Just wnated to know how he would react about this :33

Feel free to ignore, and also HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN <3

THANK YOU SM SWEETIE!!🤎🤎

and I’ll add your request to my list! I have three before this one, so I’ll get to yours as soon as I can :) thanks again for the birthday wish!!