#whooo boy this is an old one

[everythingne]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ➛ million dollar baby (gr63)

wolff!reader x george russell // fc: lani pliopa

Being the eldest daughter, you kept pretty much everything to yourself in favor of your siblings getting the limelight. When you start soft-launching your boyfriend after years of being quiet about who he is, everyone scrambles to find the truth.

warnings/notes: nothing really? i do have george win silverstone in this (i wrote it forever ago ok?) so just pretend he did. just pretend guys. pls.

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ynwolff: hanging with the wolff pack (+ george) back home before our home race this weekend <3

tagged: georgerussell, susiewolff, mercedesamg

mercedesamg: refueling for a great weekend ahead !!

user: the photo of jack and george shut up

lilymhe: WHOOO??? FLOWERS??? HELLO??

⤷ ynwolff: shut up shut up ur gonna summon alex shh

⤷ alexalbon: BITCH WHAT?

logansargeant: @ ynwolff , alex and lily are literally losing it over this.

⤷ ynwolff: greaaaattt 🫠

user: is george driving in the second pic??

⤷ user: no bc who else would have a convertible mercedes if not george russell

georgerussell: i still think the trunk is unnesscessary

⤷ ynwolff: shut uP RUSSELL???

user: imagine being rich enough to have huge flower bouquets in the back of your mercedes... i could cry

susiewolff: oh, this is where all the flowers came from?

⤷ ynwolff: 😀 yes ! they are mine !

⤷ susiewolff: ur father has extra vases in the downstairs bathroom

⤷ ynwolff: thank uuu xx

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ynwolff: silvastone day one baby !! (expect insane spam this weekend.)

tagged: susiewolff, mercedesamg

lewishamilton: i need the bono photo for... reasons...

⤷ ynwolff: im gonna start paying you for using my wolff charm to get blackmail

⤷ lewishamilton: i literally buy you so much food atp shut up

⤷ ynwolff: 🩵

mickschumacher: glad the gloves are getting use

user: oh to be yn

mercedesamg: those flowers are as beautiful as our favorite head communications officer 🩵

⤷ ynwolff: admin when i see u tomorrow i will kiss u on the lips

⤷ mercedesamg: toto told me to stop flirting with u :(

⤷ ynwolff: booo tomato tomato tomato

user: JACK AND THE CARRR SOBBSS

susiewolff: more flowers?

⤷ ynwolff: what if i said i just really like flowers ?

⤷ susiewolff: i would say your father is suspicious

⤷ ynwolff: when is he not though..

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ynwolff added to their story!

replies...

alexalbon: does george know mystery man??

⤷ ynwolff: he's sworn to secrecy, sorry !

lewishamilton: ah yes. the peak of subtly.

landonorris: aren't you both supposed to be sleeping?

⤷ ynwolff: says you, norris. ill tell jon on you >:)

⤷ landonorris: WOW.

susiewolff: your father says both of you need to sleep

⤷ ynwolff: why are you both awake 😭

⤷ susiewolff: you know toto has like a sixth sense for you, right? he heard you leave the room.

⤷ ynwolff: LMAO okay 👍🏻 we are coming back up

⤷ ynwolff: tell dad i beat george at pool

⤷ susiewolff: he says good job

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ynwolff has added to their story!

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ynwolff: what a quali!! p4 and p5!! so proud of my boys!

tagged: mercedesamg, roscoelovescoco, georgerussell, lewishamilton

danielricciardo: roscoe the mvp

user: jack in the chair omg

mercedesamg: a great day with great help from even the littlest wolffs!!

user: lewis in the shades og my GOD

user: another day another set of great george photos from yn

lewishamilton: did lowkey fear for my life with your father chasing me...

⤷ ynwolff: fair enough

susiewolff: a great day today :)!

logansargeant: what secrets his roscoe spill?

⤷ ynwolff: @ lewishamilton s secret to looking so good at his old age

⤷ lewishamilton: its called melanin and neither of you have it

georgerussell: thanks for all the love today yn 🩵

user: yn always takes really good photos and ten really fucking funny ones

⤷ user: shes the queen of duality

secretlifeofyn (private acc) has added to their story!

replies...

lando.jpg: shut the actual fuck up is this a date??

⤷ secretlifeofyn: remind me why i let you into this account again?

roscoesdad: fucking called it, tell george he owes me dinner

⤷ secretlifeofyn: have you ever noted the three of us always bet dinner? (george said he'd pay next time)

⤷ roscoesdad: yeah because food is the best currency, duh?

alobonoo: OH MY FUCKING GOD?

alobonoo: HELLO??

notalexsm: oh !!! oh my god !!! shut upp!!! this is george right?

⤷ secretlifeofyn: the watch gives it away, doesn't it?

⤷ notalexsm: yes (charles says congrats if this is a date!!)

⤷ secretlifeofyn: tell charles thank you <3

maxverstappen: if you need a hideout from your father after he finds this one out, we have an extra bedroom, the fee is babysitting p

⤷ secretlifeofyn: thanks max i will keep that in mind 🙏🏻

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secretlifeofyn: everyone on this account is sworn to secrecy (because my father) but YES. WE ARE DATING. NOW SHUT UP !!!!

alobonoo: HOLY FUCKING SHIT YOU GUYS HAVE A DEATH WISH

alobonoo: called this like two years ago tho i am the oracle

⤷ muninotlily: alex the oracle of georgeyn

⤷ secretlifeofyn: GEORGEYN??

lilgrit: the day toto realizes it's george you're dating, a health bar is gonna appear at the top of george's eyeline with the word 'toto' on top

⤷ ls2.priv: he stands no chance im afriad.

ls2.priv: rip george you would've loved the flintstones 💔

junior55: @ lando.jpg you owe me sushi for this

⤷ lando.jpg: @ mrsaturday how could u do this to me?

lilyzneimer: awee!!! congrats guys!!

mrsaturday: we posted this so you guys would STOP and you got WORSE

muninotlily: alex is pacing help me

⤷ lando.jpg: LOLLL HE LOST SO MANY BETS 😭

⤷ secretlifeofyn: what bets did you guys place im scared

⤷ lando.jpg: we bet george couldn't pull you

⤷ mrsaturday: i have won so much money

⤷ secretlifeofyn: if you buy me more flowers my dad is going to actually be concerned.

maxverstappen: the extra bedroom offer still stands

⤷ secretlifeofyn: thanks max we'll need it

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ynwolff: pre-race day silverstone !! <3 (not shown, the 1356 photos george took of himself when I asked him to hold my phone while i was in a meeting...)

tagged: mercedesamg, lewishamilton, georgerussell

mercedesamg: always having fun out here!!

georgerussell: i blessed your phone with my beauty

⤷ ynwolff: whatever u say georgie

⤷ user: georgie ??????

lewishamilton: the 1356 photos are funny though

landonorris: just a guy being a guy

user: the photo of george with the screen behind him feels like a meme format

user: george looks so squishy in the last picture

user: not yn getting the cutest photo of george ever??

susiewolff: your father swore that sweater wasnt going to be too much

⤷ ynwolff: not to expose him but he took it off in five minutes

⤷susiewolff: and now its missing

⤷ ynwolff: I BOUGHT HIM THAT >:(!!!

alexalbon: i demand blackmail material

⤷ ynwolff: buy me snacks and then we'll talk

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ynwolff: OBLIGATORY GEORGE POST !!! (approved by @ lewishamilton ok no one get mad ! i love my boys equally !)

george!! we were joking about this moment last night but you pulled it off!! i could not be more proud of the work you put in today, you pulled it off last second and made me gnaw my nails off a few times but thats okay.

so so so proud, you get a drink or two on me tonight ! 🩵

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georgerussell: IM SORRY ABOUT YOUR NAILS ILL PAY FOR NEW ONES !! 😭

⤷ georgerussell: your support does mean the world yn thank you 🩵

⤷ ynwolff: you deserve every bit of it! 🩵

lewishamilton: amazing work as always for both of you!

user: YAYYY GEORGE POST!!!

user: finally a george post to match the iconic lewis post

susiewolff: great work today @ georgerussell !

⤷ georgerussell: thank you susie :)!

mickschumacher: great job george!

user: GEORGE RUSSELL!!!!

user: god the pictures yn gets of george are... fucking AMAZING.

landonorris: mr saturday did it

alexalbon: yabadababoo

⤷ logansargeant: yabadadabadoo

⤷ georgerussell: you both suck :(

⤷ ynwolff: no!!! its cute!!!

⤷ ynwolff: no!! leave them alone :(!

⤷ user: i see that deleted comment yn. ur not slick.

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secretlifeofyn: i dont remember any of these photos after the first one. how much did i drink.

roscoesdad: enough for your father to think you DIED until i told him you and george were in my room and fell asleep (you are welcome. i expect free food for a month for this selfless act.)

⤷ secretlifeofyn: i will buy you literally anything lewis oh my fucking god i owe you my LIFE

⤷ lilgrit: the question should be how much didn't you drink because holy shit

alobonoo: u drank literally everyone under the table slay

muninotlily: oh so u stayed with george ? 👀

⤷ secretlifeofyn: hes like a big pillow

⤷ mrsaturday: she's not letting me out of bed :(

maxverstappen: hate to be the bearer of bad news but twitter did catch you ! have fun!

⤷ secretlifeofyn: MAX WHAT?

⤷ mrsaturday: MAX??

lando.jpg: LOL GOOD LUCK GUYS

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ynwolff: good news! george and i are dating and my dad did NOT kill him when he found out! bad news! i now have to share my location.

tagged: georgerussell

susiewolff: i think continually sneaking out and then not answering your phone for almost fifteen hours is enough reason to track you

⤷ ynwolff: susie plsssss 🩵 convince him to get rid of it?

⤷ mercedesamg: toto says thats not happening anytime soon. and to tell george curfew is ten.

⤷ ynwolff: I DONT LIVE WITH HIM ANYMORE??

⤷ georgerussell: she's gonna be back by nine if she keeps biting my arm

⤷ ynwolff: stop putting it within biting range then, russell

⤷ georgerussell: you just walked across the room to bite me.

⤷ user: LMAAOOOO YN UR SO REAL FOR THIS

user: "you'd rather i didnt" YN PLSSSS

georgerussell: remind me to never try to sneak around your father again

⤷ alexalbon: buying like nine bouquets of flowers in two days is not exactly sneaking

⤷ georgerussell: she likes flowers and i was excited :(

user: kiss ya in 11! im gonna go lay on a highway in 12!

user: i too, would fall for yn when she threatened me

landonorris: my favorite new grid couple

⤷ georgerussell: we have been dating for like two years??

⤷ landonorris: WHAT?

⤷ alexalbon: HUH??

⤷ oscarpiastri: oh?

⤷ danielricciardo: well god damn

⤷ lewishamilton: how in the hell did we just now find out?

⤷ ynwolff: LMAOOO two years next week <3

⤷ susiewolff: yn you are going to give your father a heart attack

[amethystia1208]

One Piece Men As Fathers

Part two here

Monkey D. Luffy

Luffy as a father….whooo boy

Is most likely more of a boy dad than a girl dad, but if he does have daughters, he wouldn’t mind at all.

He will fight your children for food. You can’t tell me he wouldn’t. They may be his kids, but it’s also his food.

He will also forget that he even has kids sometimes. It would go something like this: “Luffy, have you seen the baby?” “Eh? What baby?” “Our baby, Luffy! Your son/daughter!” “Oooooooh, that baby! Yeah I left them with Zoro.” “And where’s Zoro?” “Knowing him, he could be anywhere!”

You don’t leave him alone with the baby after that.

Ability to cheer baby up is a solid 8.5/10. With his Devil Fruit, he can stretch his face into the most absurd expressions and the baby will be laughing and happy in no time flat.

Roronoa Zoro

Just from the way he is with Chopper, you can already tell he��d be a good dad.

He’s definitely very overprotective, no matter what gender your child is, he makes it his life mission to protect them.

Will take regular naps with the baby, and doesn’t mind being woken up by them if they get upset.

Gives them a baby sized sword when they’re old enough to hold it, much to the protests of the more logically minded Straw Hats (i.e. Nami, Jimbe, Robin, Sanji)

However, despite his strong qualities, he is not the worlds most perfect father.

For instance, your kid gets hurt? “Take a swig of this, you’ll forget all about it.” He says, holding out a bottle of sake.

You slap him for that.

Zoro’s ability to cheer baby up varies, I’d say. I’d go with maybe a 6/10

Vinsmoke Sanji

He is a girl dad. But will not be opposed to boys.

He strives to be both the perfect husband, and father, so you better believe that his kids are getting all the love from their dad.

One of your kids is a picky eater? He will figure out just what they like and make it exactly how they want it. He’ll even let them come into the kitchen with him and show him exactly how they want it.

Will not hesitate to spoil your children rotten. You practically have to reign him in every time he sees something he thinks they would like. And then you have to listen to the “But Y/n-chan! Think of how happy they would be!”

Just say no. He will charm you into bankruptcy if you don’t.

Will plan elaborate tea parties with his child, and will also get you to participate.

Will definitely teach the baby to hate Zoro from an early age, so you know exactly who to blame when your child points at said male and babbles “Marimo!”

Sanji has a proud Papa moment, before you whack him on the head.

Ability to cheer baby up is a 7.5/10. With the way he cooks, no one can stay upset for too long.

God Ussop

You’d better believe that your kids are getting the best story times ever with Usopp as their dad. He will spin the best stories, do all the voices, and even include his kids in the story.

At lease one of his kids gets his nose. The genetics are too strong.

He’s the best at doing his kids hair. No matter how long it may take, he will sit there and figure it out.

He has taught his children his “fight or flight” way of life, and they secretly judge him for it.

Like Zoro, gives them a baby sized slingshot, and everyone blames him once your child starts shooting at people.

His ability to cheer baby up is 4/10. In a stressful situation, Usopp has been known to blow things out of proportion, so that combined with an upset baby doesn’t really do anything good.

[xdaddysprincessxx]

Congrats on 800, Prinny!

my thot:

Joel is a truck driver and reader is a hitch hiker he picked up several states before. They get along well enough (no sex...yet) THEN! one day, another hitch hiker approaches Joel looking for a ride - Ezra. He wants to know if you're available for some fun, and Joel has to decide if it's just him who gets you or if he's got room in his bunk for a threesome...

I leave the rest in your ever capable and good hands, baby!

Beefro👌🥩💜

Ride

Joel x F!reader x Ezra

18+, this is grump x sunshine x2, we got ass eating, ass spanking, 1 face slap, double penetration, and more. Very barely edited, not beta’d all mistakes are mine, read at your own risk. Also again 18+ , minors fuck off thank you

Word count: 3,200 - “Drabble” lmaoooo yea it got away from me.

REO Speedwagon flowed through the truck speakers as you reach your hand out the open window, letting the wind move your hand up and down. You’ve kicked your bare feet up on the dash as you hum along quietly. Your companion, Joel, lets out a grunt as he gives you a side eyed glance. It’s been a couple of months since he picked you up on the side of the highway. Unhappy with how life was, you decided to say fuck this, packed a small bag and headed out for whatever adventure came your way. Unfortunately you didn’t plan on your car dying on you half way across the country. Which is how you found yourself stranded at a gas station in Nevada. There was a hotel next to it that you were able to get a room at. One morning you packed up and started walking down the highway. You didn’t go too far in case no one picked you up, you could still walk back to the hotel.

Wearing your shortest daisy duke shorts with an old white tshirt tied up in the front, you were determined to hitch a ride. Lo and behold here comes a semi truck just driving along. Quickly you stopped and stuck your thumb out to signal you needed a ride. At first the truck kept going but soon the driver pulled over. Smiling real big you started to run towards the truck.

Climbing up the side, you stuck your head in the window,

“Well hello there handsome. You got room for little ole me to join?”

The driver had a permanent scowl on his face it seemed. Very easy on the eyes, a soft belly that hung over his pants as he sat.

“Hop in darlin.” He said in a deep, gruff voice.

Something about the handsome, thick driver got you going. You could already feel yourself getting wet just from this small interaction.You couldn’t help but think of how much trouble you just found yourself in.

Present Day

It’s been a few weeks since Joel picked you up. A part of you is surprised he hasn’t dropped you off and left yet. Another part of you hopes he never does. For the most part Joel doesn’t talk a lot. He hasn’t really opened up about himself to you. But you are a talker, you love to chat and boy do you.

Leaned back with your bare feet on the dash with your hand outside the window, moving with the wind.

“I heard it from a friend whooo heard it from a friend who heard it from another you been messing around” you softly sang out loud. Turning your head to face Joel, giving him a big smile.

Joel returned your smile with a soft smile of his own.

Something about you has captivated him. Your beauty stunned him the first time he saw you. You had a pretty mouth he often daydreamed of but your little talking habit drove him crazy. As time went on though he found he actually enjoys hearing you go on and on about everything and nothing all at once. And now that’s he’s spent all this time with you, he’s not so willing to let you go. Ever. Whether you agreed or not, in Joel’s mind, you were his.

“Hey! Look! A hitchhiker! Can we help him Joel? Please? Like how you helped me?” You batted your eyelashes and gave him your best puppy dog eyes.

Joel saw a man walking down the highway, sticking his thumb out.

Looking at you, he rolled his eyes and let out a deep sigh. Without saying anything Joel pulled the truck over and the two of you waited on the man to catch up to the truck.

Ezra was a traveler, always on the move. The past few weeks he’s been spending his time in this little town keeping this pretty lady’s bed warm. That was until her husband came home and chased him away. Now he finds himself walking down this almost deserted highway. He has given up hope of finding a ride when he heard a truck rumbling behind him. As soon as he heard the engine he stuck his thumb out hoping the driver would be a Good Samaritan. The truck drove on by making Ezra let out a huff as he kicked the gravel up with his boot. As he looked back up he saw the truck pull over.

‘Holy shit it’s my lucky day after all’, he thought to himself as he started into a light jog to get to the truck as soon as he could.

Stepping up on the side steps, he gets up to the window and sees the prettiest little thing sitting passenger and . . A handsome old grump behind the wheel.

“ Hey there, any way I can catch a ride with you fine folks today? Destination doesn’t matter, just somewhere far from here.”

“Yea! We can take you with us! Hop in!” You reply in a higher pitched tone, sounding extra excited than one should sound when picking up a hitchhiker. You couldn’t help it though. The man was gorgeous. He had this little blonde patch of hair, beautiful, dark brown eyes and the most sweet sounding voice you’ve ever heard. As much as you’ve wanted Joel, he’s never given you any hint that he wants you in that way. And you’ve been dying to itch a particular scratch that you feel this hitchhiker could really scratch for you.

Giving you a big smile, Ezra pulls the door handle, opening the door as you get up and move to sit on the bunk between the two seats.

“Names Ezra. Nice to meet ya,” he puts his hand out towards Joel to shake.

“Joel.”

He says in a flat tone as he shakes his hand.

Ezra quickly gets the feeling that Joel isn’t much of a people person. He can see why Joel has such a pretty little companion as yourself, Joel’s handsome. Gruff and firm, no nonsense kind of guy. He wonders if he’s the type to be dominant in bed. Manhandle his partner and just throw them around, mold them into any position he wants. His own cock twitch’s at the thought.

“And who might you be young lady?”

You tell him your name as you let out a soft giggle, smiling and give him a little flutter of your lashes.

“What brings you out here Ezra?” You ask in your best flirty voice.

“Bit of a traveler. A nomad if you will. Don’t like to stay in one place too long. Wanna see the world ya know?”

“That’s so . . Romantic. Always on the move, seeing what the world has to offer. I bet you’ve met some wonderful people. Seen a lot beautiful women huh?”

Ezra can’t help but give you a smirk, loving how forward you are.

“Haven’t met anyone as beautiful as you honey.”

Joel loudly clears his throat making the both of you startle slightly and look at him.

“What about you handsome? With a pretty little thing by your side I’m sure you never look twice at anyone else huh?”

Joel’s jaw ticks as he gives Ezra this mean stare.

“This “pretty little thing” over here is mine,” he says bluntly before looking back at you, “and I don’t appreciate you throwing yourself at the first man you see like a filthy fucking whore.”

Your mouth drops open, you’re stunned.

“Hey now no need to call her names. I get it, she’s off limits. No need to get mean buddy. I didn’t know.”

You turn your head giving Ezra a confused look before turning back to Joel.

“Excuse me but I am not yours. I am a free woman and on top of that you have never claimed me before now. I can do what I want with who I want thank you very much.”

Joel is pissed now, he pushes the arm rest back before swinging one of his legs to the side, opening his legs wide and then grabbing your upper arm and pulling you towards him. You stumble as you fall over his lap, his arm wrapping over your back holding you in place. His large hand covers the globes of your ass as he rubs it from the top down to the curve of your ass.

“You’re.” Smack. “Mine.” Smack.

He just spanked you. He actually spanked you. If you weren’t in shock over him claiming you, you definitely were now.

He gives you another smack and a whimper came tumbling out of your mouth. You didn’t even have a chance to try and conceal it. Joel stopped moving, hearing you whimper from his actions. He knew you’d be into some freaky shit. He looks over and sees Ezra sitting there, almost mesmerized by the display in front of him.

“Take your cock out.” Joel orders Ezra.

Stunned and very much turned on, he does what he says and takes his cock out of his pants. Spitting into his hand he brings it back down and slowly starts stroking himself.

Joel looks back down at you in his lap, the bottom of your ass spilling out of the little shorts you have on. He reaches down taking his fore and middle finger and rubs a long stripe up your pussy through your shorts.

“I guess I haven’t been taking care o’ ya. My girls pussy needs to be fucked don’t it? Poor thing. I’m sorry baby let’s fix that.”

His hand pulls back before he gives your clothed pussy a slap.

A wanton moan fills the cab of the truck.

He helps you up, sitting you on his lap. You see Ezra watching, touching himself. You can feel yourself begin to soak your shorts. You face Joel and lean in, your lips softly landing on his. You start to pull away when Joel kisses you back, grabbing the side of your face as he deepens the kiss. You allow his tongue to enter, licking around, tasting each other. All too soon Joel pulls back. He hand goes to your face, squishing your cheeks together between his thumb and fore finger. He rotates you to look at Ezra.

“Our guest looks like he needs some help baby. Be a good host, open up that pretty mouth.”

As soon as he releases your face, you get on your knees, in between the two seats, looking up at Ezra as you reach out and take him in your hand. You grip around the base, giving him a couple of tugs before leaning in and kissing the tip. You give it another kiss before you open your mouth, your tongue darting out to taste the precum leaking out. You slowly start to take him into your mouth. Lips wrapped around his cock as you take as much of him as you can. His cock is about 6 inches, rather average but very girthy. You keep reminding yourself in your head to breath and relax. The more you relax the more you can swallow his cock. You start bobbing your head up and down as he watches you, letting out soft moans that spur you on.

Soon you feel Joel pull your hips up and work quickly on taking your shorts off. You pull off of Ezra’s cock with a wet pop as you go to pull your shirt off, revealing your tits to the men.

“Fffuckk.” Ezra mutters before leaning forward and taking a nipple into his mouth. You moan as you tangle your fingers into his hair, holding the back of his head to your breast as he sucks. You hear Joel behind you unbuttoning his pants and lewdly spitting on his hand.

“Lean back down baby let me see those sweet holes.”

Ezra releases your tit so you can bend over for Joel. You bend over, keeping your ass in the air as you take Ezra’s cock back into your mouth. Giving it a few sucks and finding a decent rhythm, your hand lets go so you can reach back and spread your ass cheeks open for Joel.

“That’s it baby just like that.” Joel grunts. He spits on his forefinger and middle finger and swirling it around your puckered hole. He slowly pushes one finger in your ass making you choke on Ezra’s cock.

His finger stills inside, wiggling his finger around a few times before pulling back out. His other hand comes up and starts rubbing your wet pussy. Quickly finding your clit and giving it a few rubs before pushing his finger back into your ass. Joel finds a rhythm fast, rubbing your pussy as he fingers your ass. The sensation alone has you on edge, you begin to move faster on Ezra’s cock.

Joel starts to add a second finger in your ass causing you to let out a little welp.

“J-Joel! That’s too much! I can’t take it!”

“Shh baby you’re taking it. Taking it just fine. Let me kiss it better.”

Removing his fingers, Joel leans forward, holding your cheeks apart, licking a wide stripe up your ass. Your hands now on Ezra’s legs to keep yourself up right. You and Ezra lock eyes as you moan, feeling Joel swirl his tongue around your asshole, licking into it, making your pussy spasm around nothing.

Ezra cups your face, “That feel good sugar? You like feeling his tongue in such a forbidden hole? I bet your poor sweet pussy must be leaking by now.”

You can’t help but let out a sob. You need more, your neglected clit needs friction.

“Shh I know baby I know, let him French kiss that sweet hole. Let him make your sweet honey drip so we may feast.”

Joel pulls back, spit dripping down his chin,

“Get on the bed Ezra.”

He puts his arm under you, pulling you up. You fall back onto Joel, your legs shaking unable to hold you up.

Ezra makes quick work of taking his boots and pants off, pulling his shirt off as he slides by you to get on the bunk.

Once he’s settled on the bed laying on his back, Joel helps you get on the bunk next.

“Lay on top of him baby. You, hold her open for me.” He orders the two of you.

Ezra pulls you on top of him, your back against his chest. His hands holding the backs of your thighs, right behind your knee as your legs are bend. Holding you wide open. You can feel his cock in between your open cheeks.

Joel undresses and climbs on the bunk facing you.

“Goddamn. Never seen something more sinful or fucking beautiful than this.” He reaches down and grabs ahold of Ezra’s cock and starts pushing the tip towards your puckered hole.

“Joel! Nno! I- I can’t it won’t fit! Please!” You try to move but Ezra’s got a tight grip on you.

“Shh baby it’ll fit, I got you nice and ready back here. He’ll go slow baby.”

He watches your hole as the tip goes in, he takes his other hand and brings it to your pussy and starts rubbing circles on your clit.

You throw your head back and let out a moan, finally getting some friction on your cunt feels so good, you feel your whole body relax, momentarily forgetting about your asshole.

“That’s it baby let it happen,” he whispers before leaning forward and pulling your clit between his lips and sucking. His hand that guided the other man’s cock in you made its way down to his balls, giving them a soft squeeze. Hearing him moan with you is making Joel’s cock leak. Ezra’s cock is almost all of the way in your ass now and it feels so good. You feel stuffed just from him.

Joel sits back up and just admires the two of you.

Taking himself in his hand he moves closer and swipes his cock through your folds a few times before slowly pushing into your pussy.

Your mouth is hanging wide open, your chest heaving as you watch Joel push you past any limits you could’ve had. Having both men now inside of you is an indescribable feeling. It’s a fullness like no other.

“ Oh fuck you both feel utterly divine. This must be heaven.” Ezra says breathlessly as he lays there inside of you, able to feel the weight of Joel’s cock inside your pussy.

“Move Ezra, go on. Let’s make her feel good.”

“Yes sir.”

He gives an experimental thrust, bouncing you slightly making Joel sink deeper into you.

He starts to build up a tempo, thrusting up into you while Joel stays still above you.

Soon Joel moves, finding a rhythm with Ezra. As one moves out the other moves in.

You can’t help but close your eyes as you lean back in ecstasy.

Joel’s quick to grab your throat, squeezing just right to make your eyes fly open.

“Keep your eyes on me baby, you will watch when I’m fucking you. Do you understand?”

Joel slaps you, not hard but enough to leave a slight sting. Your face turns slightly, the hand around your throat not giving you much movement. A wanton moan spilling from your lips.

“Yes Joel I’m s-sorry baby I won’t take my eyes off you again nngh ohh oh fuck oh fuck you feel so good. So full.”

Joel starts pounding harder into you, still squeezing your throat. Ezra’s holding onto your legs for dear life, the friction of Joel’s dick rubbing against him has him ready to burst.

“F-fuck nngh take our cum baby take every fucking drop you hear me?” Joel groans, you can tell both men are close.

“Mhmm cum inside me baby cum inside my little whore cunt. Mark my ass Ezra, I wanna feel you leak out of my holes oooh oh fuck oh fuck please cum baby!”

You reach down and start rubbing furiously at your clit, sending right over the edge. You let out a scream as you start coming, vision going blurry as tears escape your eyes. Your orgasm hitting you like a truck.

Both men soon follow right behind you, spilling their seed deep inside both of your holes.

All three of you still, breathing heavy as Joel pulls out. Ezra’s soft cock slips out right after him as he lets go of your legs.

“Hold on baby don’t move.” Joel tells you before reaching down in between the bunk and the drivers seat, pulling out an old school Polaroid camera.

Aiming the camera at you and Ezra he snapped a shot and a Polaroid came spitting out. He grabbed the photo and sat it by his leg. Then he leaned forward and snapped another pic, this one a close up of your cunt and asshole leaking cum. Taking both photos and placing them on his seat before laying down next to Ezra as he pulls you into the middle.

No one really said a word. It was just the three of you, laying together, soft smiles shared, basking in the soft embrace of each other before falling asleep.

A/n: omg lmao so this was meant to be a drabble, this is one hell of a drabble 😂🤷🏻‍♀️ thank you so so much for such a beautiful thot my sweet beef baby @beefrobeefcal !! I hope you love this! I hope yall enjoy this! I really loved writing this and thank you again for following me, reading, interacting, all of it! You guys are the best!

[anitalianfrie]

so, after trials and tribulations and many many insults thrown the way of bad quality vhs, i proudly present you: the translation of the video of vale's eighteen birthday!

when there were long pauses between the dialogue, i put the timestamp before it. my comments are between [] .

video and translation under the cut :)

Vale (VO): the “Valentino Rossi production” presents, in collaboration with the idiots of Tavullia, this epic footage. 

Vale(VO): Valentino Rossi, the man, the rider, the moron, turns eighteen 

Vale(VO): there’s a new name in the register of the Carabinieri [cops] of Tavullia, it’s him, Valentino Rossi, the kid with a man’s body and the IQ of a boiled zucchini. He gets from his father a great shaft and the brain of the chicken he used to keep on a leash. Valentino Rossi, the man, the rider, the moron, when he gets interviewed he says about himself “I’m Valentino Rossi” and then he loses his focus. He doesn’t like to define himself a nepo baby because he doesn’t know what it means. The one who merges the spirit of a rider with the hair of a folk drummer. Everybody seeks him, everybody calls him, but once they get to talk with him they mourn the loss of the answering machine. 

Vale(VO): contacted by the Philip Morris International for a contract of billions, he declines the offer because he doesn’t smoke. Valentino Rossi, he rocks! And the Aprilia makes a wheelie. 

Vale(VO): the next one will be his second year of competing in the world championship, but he still thinks he’s riding on a minibike, and he’s perpetually desolated because after the chequered flag he can’t find the turtle on his helmet. Nowadays, he’s the only rider paid by the Japanese to stay with Aprilia. Let’s enter his kingdom, his home, thing that sometimes he can’t do because he topples over in his ape car in the parking lot below. 

(4.44) 

Boy1: Marshall 

Boy2: Oh, let me look at the video 

Boy1: Marshall 

Boy2: C’mon, get out of there 

Boy1: Marshall. What then? 

Vale: How are you? 

Boy2: Nice, with the Marshall starting 

Vale: Cosmic 

[i have honestly no clue what this conversation is supposed to mean. It might be an inside joke, or they could be taking about an actual marshal of the Carabinieri] 

Int: Valentino Rossi, how does it feel to be eighteen? 

Vale: eh, how does it feel... eighteen years old, it’s an important age, we’ve all become a bit older, I have – rather than we have – gotten more mature compared to when i was younger, you don’t do the things you used to anymore, we’re all way calmer, basically now is... now it’s time to leave the fun behind and to get serious 

(6.26) 

Vale(behind the camera): Come on! Super risky! 

Vale: Do it here! 

Vale: Go again! 

Vale: Now it’s sure [unintelligible] get down! 

Vale (after the guy “jumps” with the bike): You need, you need the feeler gauge to measure how high he jumped! We measure it with gauge! (laughs) 

Boy: even the wheels! 

Boy: vale? 

Vale: eh? 

Boy: turn it off 

Boy: incredibly- 

Vale: wait, wait- okay, now go, a comment on this sensational jump- super high, a jump out of this world, done by Michele 

Boy: incredibly, the wheels touched the ground even on the [unintelligible] 

Michele: that’s thanks to the suspensions, really... optimal, that let me- 

Vale: a question Michi, wait- 

Michele: -all this speed, and... 

Vale: I’m zooming on you... but how did you do it? 

Michele: Oh God, i don’t- 

Vale: fucking hell, it was sensational, a- 

Michele: the good thing is- 

Vale: -mind-blowing jump 

Michele: did you see how i got down? 

Vale: ah- fuck, no 

Michele: you didn’t see it? 

Vale: it was out of the thingy, out of the lens and.... now we try the calibre and we measure [unintelligible] 

Voices: Whooo, let’s go!  

Vale: show off!! 

Vale: now we will show you a trick, that even Orfei [name of a famous circus]- Orfei came to Tavullia and asked us to perform it. Look. It’s on the verge of the unpredictable 

(8.46) 

Boy1: Oh god 

Boy2: another Panda 

Boy2: three motor scooters, incredible, incredible! 

[tansyuduri]

Merlin Loregasm Rewatch S1E9

Hi Everyone! Welcome to my rewatch of Merlin focusing on the lore. I am a giant nerd so pretty excited about this. We’re on EXCALIBUR

Uther: Do you solemnly Swear to govern the peoples of this kingdom and their dominions according to the statutes, customs, and laws, Laid down by your forebearers,

Arthur: I do Sire

Uther: Do you promise to exercise mercy and justice, in your deeds and judgments?

Arthur: I do Sire

Uther: And do you swear allegiance to Camelot now and for as long as you shall live?

Arthur: I, Arthur pendragon, do pledge life and limb to your service And to the protection of the kingdom and it's peoples.

Uther: Now, being of age, And the Heir apparent, from hence forth you shall be crown prince of Camelot Okay so Arthur is now crown prince of Camalot. And of age. we know hes at Least 20 so of age is likley 21 in this world which is interesting because it implies lifespans are longer due to the more advanced medicine, Normally the medieval OF AGE was 16 years old. Also, see the golden ring placed around Arthurs head? Yeah thats called a Coronet and was traditionally worn by crown princes at formal occasions (Like we will see Arthur do)

It is a bit odd he was not considered crown prince already since he was the oldest royal child (And only royal child as far as people know) So even if Primogeniture (Inheridence by oldest son) was not a thing he would STILL be crown prince. See a crown prince IS the heir apparent of a royal kingdom. And Heir apparent is the one who is going to succeed the king. And cannot be displaces by the birth of another prince. So if he was heir apparent he pretty much was already was Crown prince. My guess is this is traditionally reaffirmed in Camalot when a prince comes of age,

I also like the use of the word peoples because it kinda hints that Camalot is big enough to have multiple peoples within its lands. Which if the theory from the Lancelot episode is true would be the case.

WHOOO Okay I think we have an answer. Devil is VERY Christian. So I'm going with there being some very weird semi paganized version of Christianity existing in Camalot that is left over from the Romans and just got mixed with local traditions. I therorized about this in one loregasm and I'm sticking with it because they ARE VERY MUCH not full on Catholic or Eastern Orthadox. And there are still a lot of pagan elements.

Throwing down a Gauntlet as a challenge is a custom of the late medieval era. It was considered a GRAVE insult and HAD to be picked up to accept the challenge if one wanted to keep ones honnor.

HI Sir Owain! Lesse in the original legends you were a Child of Urrian of Gore and Morgana. You had a pet Lion! You defeated a evil knight and married his widow, Then neglected your wife because you were too busy doing knight stuff. She ditches you and you go mad with grief and live naked in the woods. Then Morgana cures you and you win back your wife. Also, you are one of the last to die before Arthur at Cammlan. Have I mentioned how much I love that Merlin sometimes just goes NAH let's kill em instead?

Geof: Gaius thank god

Gaius: you know why I'm here

Geof: The black knight

Gaius: So it is he

Geof: you saw his crest

Gaius: have you confirmed it?

Geof: it is the crest of Tristan De Bois

Gaius: And he is the only knight ever to have carried such a crest

Geof: yes acording to the records

Okay this is a HUGE boon for us lore wise, See we don't know that much about the personality of Yygraines family. (or a ton about her's for that matter) BUT if it's his crest not a family crest it means HE picked it. So we can use heraldry to learn a bit about him!

So the symbol he uses is an Eagle this represents strength and courage and often has to do with military skill and leadership. It can also represent freedom, and independance and the ability to see things clearly. black represents constancy or grief and white peace and sincerity.

So Tristan was likely a strong man and military leader who was sincere and constant in his personality. He likley tended to perfer peace but when pushed to it would fight well. He might have been independent minded as well showing by making his own crest.

OOCLY the show could be telling us that it is likley telling us this man was RIGHT about Uther being at fault. One way or another. And his act in standing up to Uther was a courageous one. OR its also possible he took up this sigil after Ygraines's death If so his very crest and oufit is blaming and taunting Uther! But that is just my assessment!

HI Sir Pellinor! Lesse in the original legends you were the king of Listeoise (Lake District) Or of "the Illes." You killed king Lot, And hunted the Questing Beast relentlessly. You were killed by Gwaine. You were also Percival's dad. (Among other kids.)

Othanden can mean Out Of Hand in Danish. Otherwise I cannot find much on this. My guess is this battle would have taken place in the previously mentioned war with Mercia

Gaius: Tristan De Bois was the brother of Ygraine -- Uther's wife

Merlin: Arthur's Mother?

Gaius: Ygraine died in childbirth. He blamed Uther and came to the gates of Camalot and Challanged him.

Merlin: to single combat?

Gaius: Uther won, but with his dying breath Traistan cursed Camalot to one day suffer his return. I thought it was the ramblings of a dying man. People Estimate the chances of death in childbirth in the middle ages to be the cause of 50 percent of young female fatalities. Giving birth was incredably dangerous. (And most woman did it many time though less so in the Merlin world) For in the actual birthing process and the chance of childbed fever afterward. So this is likley an early clue to the fact that there was somthing supernatural going on with Arthur's birth. No one in their right mind blamed a man for the death of their wife in childbirth ESPECIALLY if said wife was having their first birth and not too old or too young.

Now in the Merlin world I would guess death in childbirth of woman is at a much lower rate. For two reasons. First of all The more advanced medicine would make it a bit less common. (Though they do not have modern medicine or germ theory or modern technology so not by much) The other reason being IN merlin families seem to be small compared to the huge ones of the middle ages. (Hinting Child Mortality is not as high) So less chances for a woman to die. STILL it likely would have been fairly common.

Now to the interesting fact that Ygraine came from France! Implying contact and trade with them. See Ygraine is the french version of Arthur's mother's name And we've talked about the last name in previous posts.

"Came to the gates of Camalot castle and challenged him" is interesting because it means he was not in Camalot. SO HOW would he know about Uther's involvement in Ygraine's death? My guess is it lies in the "one day suffer his return" See here we have another "How would he know." My guess is the man was some sort of seer. Or magic user. Ygraine was said to have been pretty friendly with many magic users. It's possible magic (or being a seer) ran in her family. The other option of her somehow writing him and knowing about the whole magic to conceive thing is also possible but doesn't explain knowing he would return, Nimue could just have been using something he said randomly but I don't really think so? OR he was just crazy? And was attacking Uther for what he thought was a normal childbirth death? That would be REALLY weird. though. And the later "it was magic that killed her not I" and "never the less it was you he blamed" Seems to go against this option

Gaius: My guess is we're dealing with a Wraith.

Merlin: A wraith?

Gaius: The spirit of a dead man conjured from the grave.

Merlin: So this is the work of a sorcerer

Gaius: Powerful Magic can harness the greif and rage of a demanted soul and make it live again

Merlin: How do we stop it?

Gaius: We can't, Because its not alive no mortal weapon can kill it

Merlin: Surly there must be somthing

Gaius: Nothing can stop it until it has achived what it came for

Merlin: And what's that

Gaius: Revenge.

Wraith is a Scottish word for ghost that has become a more general term. It can also mean the exact likeness of a person seen before death as a death omen, (A soul who was on the verge of death or recently passed on) From there the meaning has evolved to many many different things.

Geoferry is not in on it! Its likely Arthurs birth magic is not in the court records of the purge! (Theorized about this perviously)

Uther: Havn't you tired of revenge?

Nimueh: Haven't you? You Began this war when you threw me from the court and salughtered all of my kind

Uther: you brought it on yourself you practiced evil

Nimueh: I was your freind Uther, You welcomed me here

Uther: you betrayed that freindship

Nimueh: I did as you asked I used the magic you so despise to give your barren wife the son you craved

Uther: Don't ever speak of her in that way She was my heart, My soul, and you took her from me.

Nimueh: She died giving birth to your son. it was not my choice. That is the law of Magic. to create a life there had to be a death, the balance of the world had to be repaired

Uther: you knew it would kill her

Nimueh: No you're wrong. If I had forseen her death and the terrible retrebution you would seek. I would never have granted your wish.

Ok first of all we know from later Nimugh has a bit of control of who dies. Hinting that something interfered here causing it to be Ygraine. (I totally don't have headcanons about this you will eventually see in my fics)

ALSO, I find it interesting he says "Evil" not "evil sorcery," I think he truly belives all magic is evil. I mean every villain is a good guy in their own mind.

BUT he was also freinds with Nimueh and welcomed her to Camalot. So he didn't always think all magic was evil. It seems it truely was Ygraines death that caused that. I always wondered if part was just an excuse in his mind because he was insecure that other people had so much power and perhaps helped him build the kingdom with it. So they could tear it down. I think Nimueh was court sorcerer. And helped him take over the kingdom, but that's just my headcannon.

Also gotta wonder what kinda person Ygraine was that Uther fell so deeply in love with her.

Geoff: Well several fables speak of Ancient swords

=Merlin: that can kill the dead?"

Geoff: The swords the fables speak of could destroy anything alive or dead.

Merlin: can you show me one of these fables"

Geoff: welll let me think, yes

(Later)

Goef: this is the chronicle of Beltane, now then, ah were we are 'Sir Marhaus looked at the great sword, begotten in the dragons breath and found it passing good"

Sir Marhaus was the son of the king of ireland and his sister was the queen of Ireland and a knight of the Round Table in folklore. Beltane as we addressed is celebrated may 1st! So this book is the chronicles of a holiday on May 1st

Merlin: I've come to ask for a sword. The strongest sword your father's ever made

Gwen: What for?

Merlin: To save Arthur (Cut to latter but continuation of this scene so keeping it here)

Gwen: My father's been saving this. Hes always said it was the best sword he's ever made.

Merlin: its perfect

Gwen: He'll kill me if he find's I've taken it

Merlin: He'll understand, You did it for arthur. I've talked about this before but this is more evidence that Gwen's family, while commoners, are not the same level of poor as most. Making swords and armor, especially good ones was a skilled art. And those things were EXPENSIVE. Tom is not the royal swordsmith so its HIGHLY likely he rivals the royal swordsmith in skill enough to have some knights of Camalot (The people who can actually afford arms and armor) Buy or get repairs done from him instead. (This is a big deal he must be VERY good) There are not many other people he could be making swords and armor for. I suppose there might be some mercenaries and freelancers who are rich enough for swords and perhaps VERY RARLY full on armor. He makes armor that is of the quality nobles wear, And can afford to just give it to people. we know this from Lancelot. I think he must do other typical blacksmithing AND Arms and armor for knights. So I see two possibilities. Either they consistently live at a level above the poverty of most commoners

OR Every now and then he gets a commission that makes them richer for a bit. With Gwen ALSO being such a good seamstress and Also considering they seem to be able to give away armor (Cough Lancelot cough) I think the first option is more likely, or perhaps its a mix of the two. To be clear they are not rich. I'm not saying they are rich. I'm saying they seem to be above most commoners in wealth. Also, wealth did not matter as much as Class in the middle ages anyway.

Him putting his best sword away might be some form of insurance He's still a commoner and is not guaranteed work because he is not the royal smith. And what if there is some emergency or a time when he doesn't get any of the fine commissions for a while?

Uther: You knew that one day this business would come back to haunt me.

Gaius: not quite so litteraly

Uther: I should have listened to you. You said that no good would come of using witchcraft at Arthur's birth

Gaius: you wanted an heir you thought it was the only way.

Uther: Nimueh told me there would be a pice to pay

Gaius: You weren't to know that price would be Ygraines life

OKAY first of all does this mean that GAIUS was not the one to suggest using magic? Then WTF was Uther talking about in that conversation about something being stupid to do "because Gaius said it was so" back in the poisoned chalice? Was Gaius just the messanger? It means it might explain more why Gauis lived if he was not the one to suggust it. Perhaps Uther asked Gaius if he knew a way and Gaius said he did but no good would come of it? Or Gaius was indeed just the messenger? BUT WHY DID HE NEED A MESSENGER IF NIMUEH WAS AT COURT. I swear when this is all done I'm going over all of these and doing a summary of possible answers to some questions!

Merlin: will your Bunrish it to save Arthur

Killy: The dead do not return without reason, who has he come for.

Merlin: Uther

Killy: Then let him take his Vengance and the wraith will die without my aid.

Merlin: But it's Arthur who is going to fight him! You have to save him

Killy: That is your destany young warlock not mine

Merlin: But if Arthur fights the wraith and dies camalot will have no heir, I will have no destany

Killy: A weapon forged with my assistance will have great power

Merlin: I know

Killy: You do not know You can only guess. You have not seen what I've seen. If you had perhaps you would not ask this of me.

Merlin: what do you mean?

Killy: In the wrong hands this sword could do great evil

Burnishing typically means polishing metal until it shines. Figuratively it can mean to enhance or perfect something. I think this is an interesting word to use and possibly implies a sword like Excalibur would never need to be polished again.

Also I'm pretty convinced one thing Killy is talking about here is how most of the high priestesses died. Remember mortal swords can not kill Morgana by the time of her death. There could be many other incidents too. However seeing as Excalibur mostly functions as a normal sword until one is up against undead or borderline imortals I think this could be a main focus. Of course it does bring up the question of if there were other swords and what happened to them if this is true. Because if this was the case I SERIOUSLY doubt Uther would have let such swords just vanish. Then again as far as we know the sword that killed Arthur was just used as a grave maker. ALSO as far as we know those are the only dragon-burnished swords we see in the show. Which means there are others either just hidden places, or out there with people having no clue as to their powers because they just found them somewhere and were like cool sword! The later kinda amuses me. Just some random dude around having no idea their sword is a WOID (Weapon Of Immortal Destruction)

Uther: Who made it?

Merlin: uh, tom the blacksmith

Uther: Its worthy of a king

Merlin: You would be better off with a sword your trusted

Uther: No, It has almost Perfect balance. Tom's not the Royal swordsmith I'm supprised Arthur went to him.

Merlin: That was me.

(This is the line I keep referring to about how Gwen's dad is not the royal swordsmith.)

The balance point on a sword is where you can lay it over a finger and not have it fall, Its center of weight. Usually its just a bit above the hilt. This is why most swords had pommels

If there is too much weight in the direction of the grip the trikes from it will not be fast and smooth, Also you will have a hard time pushing your opponents blade around. while if there is too much on the blade it will take longer to recover from a blow.

[kholnt]

Oooo, talking about Lost, I'm in!

What's his relationship with the chain, specifically Warriors, Time and Twilight?

Or anything else you want to talk about!!!

lost's thoughts on wars n time are similar for entirely different reasons hes,, adverse to both of them. not in the sense that he doesn't like them (he actually thinks both of them are pretty cool in their own way) but rather because he's afraid of them. lost has a Complicated history with authority, and that affects his relationship with the both of them

lost's situation with wars has been talked abt at length here & has been given context here (tldr is lost has bad experiences captains, and while he's not afraid of wars, he's afraid of his title and what that carries) HOWEVER. his situation with time is something that has been vaguely mentioned Once in a shitpost and something i will yap abt here! lost has issues with authority & generally doesnt accept help. long been established, a shock to no one. another shock to no one is that time is seen as authority who really wants to help lost HOWEVER. context is missing. because while time being an authoritarian figure (no matter how much of a mess he actually is) is a playing factor, it's not even close to being the main reason of lost's fear. as a kid lost generally kept to himself (not from a lack of trying, he just recognizes patterns) and he had a lot of time to do nothing. outside of playing with his sister, helping his mom around the house and his dad teaching him swordsmanship the days he was home (to lost's insistence), he didn't exactly have a lot to do. he was a kid who had a strive to learn, and enjoyed reading so that's what he did. he picked up a few books, and suddenly he's knee deep in the myths about the heroes of old. at first it was basically fairytales made for kids' bedtime stories, but the older he got, the further he went into the actual recounted history of these stories. he had a clear favorite and it was the hero of time. he thought it was neat that fairies had recounted both of his stories so they weren't lost to time, it made him realize how nonlinear time as a concept is (and challenged him into making a timeline when he got older. hes still working on it even after totk), how terrifying time loops are, and it made him want to be mask's friend, because he thought mask was lonely, and he was lonely too. the hero of times' stories were some of the first he actually started getting into, and they always remained his favorite because of the courage he thought mask had. it also made him realize that he never wanted to be a hero. shame how that turned out, huh? (he has more thoughts abt his idealized version of the hero of time, but i'll save that for when i yap abt lost's childhood if i ever get the chance) 112 years later, enter him becoming a part of the chain where the hero of time is RIGHT FUCKING THERE. he doesn't have that childlike curiosity anymore, he hasn't read a hero story in half a decade (plus a century) and yet he still doesn't think he could ever amount to the hero of time. theres a part of him that still idolizes him, and that drives him away. it's just now he has an unhealthy way of thinking and continuously compares himself to the others. so he's afraid of authority, yes, but also that's his childhood idol. (his wife practically adopts lost, so that novelty goes away. and the fear of authority thing gets worked on later so he basically becomes a glorified dad. joyous day for everyone) NOW TWILIGHT. WHOOO BOY THERES MANY THINGS TO SAY ABOUT THESE TWO THAT IM NOT GOING TO DUE TO SPOILERS. what i will say though is that lost has 0 issues with twilight. he adores wolfie. he doesnt know (remember) that they are one in the same. twilight actively avoids lost due to Reasons. they are all fucked up

[dragon-queen21]

Caregivers Uzui household + main four as littles

More Tengen + wives ramblings :D whooo! (can you tell who my favorite character is lol) also I realize they wouldn't have the same kinds of pacifiers we have today modernly, but shhh, this whole thing is self indulgent let me pretend.

~~~

~Tengen thought the easiest of the four to look after was going to be Tanjiro. The teen barely put up a fuss on a bad day, he couldn’t imagine anything different from a regressed Tanjiro.

~Boy was he wrong.

~Tanjiro who’s used to going a long time without eating absolutely can’t skip a meal when small. He will start sobbing if he starts to feel hungry as a million different bad memories start flooding back to mind. It took a while for his caregivers to realize what was triggering the meltdowns and in the end it was Hina who put two and two together.

~Turns out an upset Tanjiro only furthers the chaos of his friends as now Inosuke is going into what Tegen calls 'feral protective toddler mode', Nezuko won't leave the boy's side and Zenitsu refuses to calm down until he sees that his friends are alright.

~Tengen starting to tell a story from one of his missions before getting smacked in the head by Makio when he starts to get a little to detailed- clearly he needs to get better at realizing what’s child friendly or not. Until then he just sticks to flashy retellings of fairytales.

~Little Zenitsu who has bad separation anxiety, turns into what the women have dubbed ‘pass the baby’ so that one of them is always holding him at one point or another. If the three of them get tired they end up passing the boy off on their husband with no explanation other than ‘your turn.’

~ Tengen who goes from ‘no, he’s not going to waste money on something as silly as a pacifier’ to figuring out deco paci’s exist and suddenly is really hooked on the idea of bedazzling his own custom one for his kiddos. It takes a few tries before he likes the way it looks.

~Tanjiro and Nezuko’s first, green and pink respectively, decorated with matching rhinestones. Followed by a very hesitant Zenitsu, bright yellow with little flower cabochons, and finally Insouke, navy blue with a little sword charm hanging from the handle

~Inosuke who starts throwing a fit that he’s not a baby and he’s not going to use a pacifier and Tengen takes the outburst very personally

~Zenitsu dumping out a box full of Tengen's jewelry and 'reorganizing' it on the floor of the man’s room. Nezuko comes along to ‘help’ him and by the time the two little ones are done they (and the floor) are covered in so many jewels and hair accessories and poor Tengen has to spend forever trying to actually organize and locate everything.

~Nezuko playing dress up with Suma, Makio, and Hina's old clothing while the boys play outside. Letting them do her makeup and running outside to show the others after each completed outfit.

~Tengen’s not going to play pretend unless he can be one of two roles. The dashing prince who comes to the rescue ✨ or the fierce monster! Luckily his wives are more giving when it comes to playing along.

[duckythetoddscout]

time with family

Turtle tots and post invasion whooo, already on ao3 :D was supposed to be very silly but ended up only a little silly ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Title from Time With Family | RADWIMPS

Everyone knew about Leo’s childhood magazine photo collection of feet. It was weird but not weird considering he’d been collecting the photos since he was at least two and stopped when he was seven. 

The odd hobby was first discovered by Splinter and it went like this; Splinter was gathering his sons for dinner. Now, should he know where a one year old, two two year olds, and a three year old were?

Yes. And he did! Technically. There were only three places for them to be after all.

Raph was tasked with watching his brothers while their dad “borrowed” groceries and other supplies from the surface that day. Which meant at least Mikey and Raph were in the walkway coloring or having a tea party with Raphs plushies in the family's shared bedroom. 

Donnie would no doubt be trying to make something by tearing apart something else. Leo would either be bothering his brothers or waiting for Splinter as close to the entrance as he could get without getting in trouble. 

(So far Leo had made it right to the edge and was able to peek behind the makeshift curtain into the tunnel. Not that Splinter knew that since he always retreated back before Splinter made it to the curtain. He worried about his dad every time he left. They used to go with Splinter but hadn’t in a long time. Leo liked being able to hear Splinter’s familiar approaching steps. He had to get close to the curtain to be able to hear them.)

The walkway was just a concealed slab of concrete that led to two rooms, their bedroom and a bathroom (the bathroom being the main reason Splinter chose this place to settle. The other being that it was relatively hidden and seemingly forgotten. They have lasted 6 months here so far). They usually used the walkway as a living room, kitchen and dining room.

Splinter knew they would need to find a permanent place deeper in the sewers soon. This one could be discovered at any time just like their previous homes. Raising four tiny turtle toddlers alone wasn’t exactly ideal for “sewer-home” searching though. 

It was only in the last couple of months he had to start leaving to get food alone. Raph growing rapidly from a palmful to two handfuls, his brothers not far behind Splinter suspected, combined with this area being safe for so long pushed him to leave his sons behind for short periods of time. He thanked his ancestors Raph was such a good boy who wanted to help watch his brothers. He’d only explored deeper into the sewers a little since then. It was slow progress finding a more permanent home but progress nonetheless.

The walkway was empty when he entered, making that two places his boys could be, so he went about setting up the food at their wobbly table. He could hear distant talking coming from the bedroom. They sounded fine so he set the other groceries in their proper places. 

He had found multiple places that were easy to borrow from. He tried to not go to the same place multiple times in a row. He hated being away from his boys for long so he always focused on gathering foods that would last. It didn’t make for much variety but the boys never noticed so he couldn’t complain. They had two large coolers to keep rats out, other than Splinter of course. One for food though it rarely had things that actually needed to be cold in it. The other was solely for water bottles. Canned foods were placed in a crate next to the cooler. 

Once he was done he made his way to the bedroom. As he got closer he heard a loud bang before the clear sounds of high-pitched screaming and things falling. He took a deep breath before shoving aside the torn blanket acting as a door.

Today it looked like their activity was what started out as a tea party but was now a warzone. Raphs plushies were strewn every which way. Tea cups and plates knocked over on the tiny table or thrown on the floor. The culprit stood on said table, likely the source of the loud bang, holding a weird looking thing above his head. Two little turtles hid on the other side of the family's shared pillow nest-bed. 

Well one hid. The other stood and glowered at the purple culprit. He clearly wanted to get closer but the hidden one held him back by a single arm wrapped around his chest.

“Donnie ruin tea pa’ty!” Mikey shouted, pointing an accusing finger at the cackling softshell.

“I did not! I en-hance-d it! This teapot was boring before, now it will do so much more! Like-”

“Purple,” Splinter sighed heavily, eyeing the hastily glued cardboard and scrap metal to what must be the pink toy teapot he’d found on one of his trips to the surface. 

No doubt Donnie had grand plans for the teapot but the two year old didn't exactly have the supplies to make them come true. He certainly didn’t lack imagination though. With how advanced they all were, Splinter just knew Donnie would be trouble when he was older. 

Good trouble but still trouble. 

Donnie turned slowly upon hearing the affectionate name from his father. He lowered the teapot just as slowly to try and hide it behind his back. He tried to look innocent but could never quite get it right, unlike his missing twin. Splinter would worry about that in a second. 

“Ah, Papa-”

“No,” Splinter said, raising a hand while Donnie pouted, “Fix the teapot after dinner. Go get cleaned up, all of you. Where is Blue?” 

Raph tentatively climbed over their nest-bed, now holding Mikey in his arms who continued to glare at their brother. Donnie sighed heavily and got down from the table. He set the teapot down before pointing towards the right side of the room behind Splinter. 

Splinter turned and saw his last son sitting in the corner facing the wall. He walked closer while his other sons made their way out and to the bathroom. Once he was close enough he heard the sound of soft, slow ripping. He looked over his son's head and saw a magazine held in one hand while the other carefully ripped it.

Splinter often brought them back since they were so easy to find. They helped in teaching his sons English and how to read. Or at least that was his intention, they more often got used for arts and crafts, or science experiments somehow.

Next to Leo was a small cardboard box with what looked like already ripped pages. There were too many to be from the same magazine he was currently ripping. Splinter bent down next to the tiny tot and touched his carapace as he reached forward and tapped the box. 

Leo glanced at him before nodding and going back to his task. Splinter reached into the box and brought out some of the pages. The more he looked through the pages the more he noticed a strange theme. So far all had been magazine pages, some waterlogged, some surprisingly supreme but all the same subject. 

Feet. 

Splinter glanced at the pages Leo was currently ripping and noticed each one was also feet, some had shoes or socks and some didn’t, but still…feet. Splinter watched bewildered as Leo finished his task of tearing out the feet in the magazine. 

He threw it next to him then started glancing carefully over each picture. He would discard certain photos, throwing them onto the magazine next to him while others he carefully put in the box. Splinter couldn’t tell why some of them were discarded yet others deemed acceptable, it all seemed very random. 

And how was he to react to finding his two year old ripping and collecting magazine photos of various feet? How long had this been happening? Was his Baby Blue insecure about his own feet? Should he be concerned? 

Leo continued his task while Splinter’s mind had completely left the sewer. Leo frowned at the pages in Splinter's hands before taking them. He shuffled through the new pages and put them back to what Splinter guessed was their original spot. 

While Leo did that Splinter jumped when he felt a tiny hand take his. He turned and saw Raph next to him with a frown, “Donnie is gonna eatted Mikey if you don’t come feed us.” 

Leo perked up at the mention of food. He picked up the box and pushed it into a little hidden nook Splinter had never noticed before. He turned back towards Splinter and grinned at him. Splinter shook his head and decided to forget about it. 

Considering how much mischief his tiny boys could get into, this was tame. If his most mischievous yet silent child (only in voice, Splinter was constantly surprised at the amount of noise the mute boy could make when he wanted) was entertained quietly by tearing apart magazines that was a blessing.

He picked up his boys under each arm like they were potato sacks. They giggled while trying to tug on eachother. Only Raphs arms could get close to Leo. He kept tugging on his little brother's fingers who giggled and yanked them back before reaching towards Raph again. Rinse and repeat. Time to feed his rambunctious boys. 

That was the story Splinter told once the boys were older and had discovered their brother‘s collection. 

It had only grown from what Splinter had seen. Leo had never actually shared it willingly. Though he never cared when Splinter checked in on it. Splinter never knew the true reason for the collection but he respected it. 

Afterall, Raph spoke in the third person, Donnie considered objects (and later his inventions) his children, and Mikey had an obsession with the marbles in spray paint cans. His boys were weird and he loved them.

With his other son's discovery of Leo’s collection there was of course the teasing. Splinter never saw it again since Leo now knew it was a bit strange. They never learned why but they knew it continued based on the strategically torn sections of their magazines. 

Leo always insisted it was just research when the teasing questions occurred once there was a reminder of it. Once Leo was allowed to go to the surface at age seven Splinter noticed the magazines slowly stopped having those torn pages. He remembered intending to ask if Leo completed whatever research he was conducting. 

He never did though. He regrets it now. He doesn’t remember when he stopped asking his boys questions. When he stopped knowing all of them in all of their being instead of just things from when he was involved.

By the time of the Foots and Shredders attack he knew he needed to change. He knew he couldn’t live with that regret.

Splinter regretted a lot of things as he stared at his Baby Blue breathing raspily in the stolen hospital bed of their Medbay three weeks after the Invasion. There wasn’t a part of Leo’s body that wasn’t injured. They had to resort to Draxum calling in professionals he knew just to make sure Leo lived. They didn’t know if he would walk again.

That was a funny thing to worry about considering he was in a coma. Yet, Splinter did worry. Leo had been such an active child. He grew into an active teen. Even as thoughts of walking and recovery raced through his head he still didn’t miss the small movements that began in Leo’s fingertips.

Splinter gasped. He gripped the bed's railing, trying to get as close as possible to his son to confirm he wasn’t seeing things. At Splinter’s gasp Donnie darted over from where he had been reading on his tablet. Mikey and Raph followed right behind him. Casey and April were just as quick to abandon their task of restocking some supplies. Soon they surrounded the bed all leaning in as close as possible.

There were small twitches, centered around Leo’s hands and face. Tears began pouring down Splinters face before Leo even opened his eyes. Splinter quickly wiped them away, not wanting to miss the sight of those beautiful eyes blinking open. When they finally did open the sounds of sobbing filled the room. 

Leo’s eyes seemed to gain more focus as he slowly took in each face surrounding him. The corner of his mouth curled like he wanted to smile. The rest of his face remained completely placid though. All of his family were sobbing while trying to get as close as possible to their injured loved one. 

There was a device Donnie gave Draxum. Its twin sat on the table next to Leo’s bed, to be used when Leo woke up. Splinter turned away briefly to push the button. Before he could turn back to Leo, Draxum was stepping from a portal. He ushered them away from the bed. Splinter’s family gathered close together behind his chair. 

As Draxum began his examination he described Leo’s new condition. Splinter was so focused on Leo’s increasing awareness that most of what Draxum said was background noise.

“-I cannot say if this is true awareness-”

“Uh…go..fff” Leo interrupted Draxum. Even mumbled and incoherent, his voice was music to Splinter’s ears. 

“What.” Draxum said bluntly, never happy to be cut off. He began to rub his knuckles on Leo’s chest while yelling Leo’s name loudly. Splinter personally thought he had terrible bedside manner. 

Leo let out a loud huff then widened his eyes at Draxum, “Mm on th’ goo’ st’ff, n’t deaf.” 

Draxum raised his eyebrows incredulously. Splinter laughed and cried and began shaking from pure happiness. He wasn’t the only one. The room filled with laughter as it was such a relief for all to hear him speak after three weeks of silence. 

“That wasn’t even that funny,” Donnie said while fruitlessly wiping the tears from his face. Leo turned towards them. He finally smiled. His eyes closed. His breathing evened out yet the smile stayed. Splinter felt no fear, knowing this was a natural sleep. 

Leo woke up and it didn’t matter if he would walk again. He would be around to complain about it. That was all Splinter could ask for. 

Later that night, Donnie was scowling from where he sat on the other side of Leo opposite of Splinter. It was the middle of the night. The others were asleep together in the living room. It had been turned into a giant nest-bed reminiscent of the ones Splinter made when the boys were small. 

Donnie could not be convinced to leave Leo’s side though. He’d probably cried the longest after Leo went back to sleep. Splinter observed his son, trying to figure out how to convince him to get some sleep.

He had long abandoned crying for seething anger now, it seemed. His eyes were narrowed in a tear filled glare. His chin wobbled no matter how deeply he frowned. His fingers tapped an anxious pattern against the arm of his chair.

(Donnie had not understood his thought processes or emotions for weeks now. He would jump from terror to sadness to anger and disgust and despair and- it never ended. So he tried to ignore it all. He slammed the door on the conflicting, loud voices and threw away the key. Now it appeared that the door had burst open upon hearing his stupid, idiotic, dumdum twin. Again everything was jumbled and confusing.)

“Ex-cuse you- I am the funniest- guy- ever,” Leo suddenly croaked out. Splinter jumped. He saw Donnie do so as well. Leo’s eyes were now open though clearly unfocused, blinking over and over again.

Donnie leaned forward as much as he could. Leo’s head slid towards his brother and he smiled once his eyes landed on Donnie. Donnie’s scowl was immediately gone. Now his beak was firmly clamped shut as he reached forward and took Leo’s hand. 

Splinter stayed silent and watched the sight of his twins together. A sight he thought he might not see again for a time.

Donnie visibly relaxed, clenching his jaw before breathing in shakily, “Hey dumdum, what are you talking about?” 

“Mmmm…you said… wasn’ funny,” Leo rolled his head slowly around the pillow, looking around the dim room. His eyes never really focused on anything until they landed on the ceiling directly above his head. His eyes squinted as he tried to focus on it.

“Is tha’...drawing of… feet?” Leo mumbled, voice confused.

Splinter looked up too and saw there was indeed a drawing of feet duct taped on the ceiling. They all stared at the picture in befuddled silence, then his boys said together, “Mikey.” 

The two giggled quietly, though Donnie’s sounded tear filled while Leo’s were breathy.

Splinter didn’t want to live with regrets. 

“Blue, why did you collect those pictures? I know you stopped so I assume you got your answer to your research.”

Donnie raised a drawn on brow at Leo, clearly wanting an answer too. Leo, in this state, couldn’t talk circles around his family as well as he usually could. This became obvious when instead of his usual dodging attempts, he actually answered. 

“I just wan’ed to find someone with two left feet, ya’know? I coul’ just look at people’s feet when we went to the surface so I didn’ need to get pictures anymore. I never did find anyone though. It’s like a conspiracy.”

Donnie stared at Leo in disbelief. Splinter knew his own expression had to match. 

“Leo…why would you be looking for someone like that? Actually no-how did you even know about that medical condition at age two?”

“What?” Leo stared at Donnie, face confused, “I just wanted to see it, ya-know- since Pops told us about that guy having two left feet. Sounded cool.”

Donnie looked at Splinter for an explanation but Splinter was equally baffled. He just shrugged. He looked back at Leo when he spoke again, appearing confused too, “‘member, we were having to hide again, an-and some guy fell, dropped all his tools and fell again when he got ‘em all back,” Leo looks at Splinter now, “you said he had two left feet.”

“Oh Pizza Supreme, Leo, that is a metaphor!” Donnie said in disbelief, letting go of Leo’s hand to slap it against his forehead.

“You remember that?” Splinter said simultaneously, “That had to have been at least six months before I found your collection.”

“Don’ call it a collection,” Leo whined, his face was getting red, “It was research!”

“It was not research either, Leo! It was an obsession!” Donnie was laughing now, leaning back in his chair.

Leo glared at him, it wasn’t very intimidating considering he couldn’t even properly focus on Donnie, “Nuh-uh, research! I had to know what two left feet looked like and how many people had it! Like people who are left handed.”

Donnie laughed even harder at that. He nearly fell out of his chair and had to quickly grab the railings on Leo’s bed before he crashed to the floor. He continued to laugh though and now Splinter joined, albeit more quiet. 

“Stop laughing!...are there really no people with two left feet?”

“No! Well, yes, but not like people being left handed. It just means someone is clumsy, Leo, like you,” Donnie said, still chuckling even as he explained, “I suppose you could say you were looking for yourself the whole time.”

“Shut up,” Leo said, pouting and refusing to look at either of them, though he ended up seeing the picture again and blushed even more. 

“Why did you not just ask me, Baby Blue?” 

“More importantly,” Donnie leaned forward to try and catch Leo’s eyes who just closed them to ignore his brother, “Why did you not just look it up on the internet once we had it?”

“I thought they were real! I wan’ed to find them on my own!” Leo insisted. He kept his eyes closed, but he was smiling now too. He let out a yawn before they could continue questioning (teasing) him. Splinter realized he must have closed his eyes for more than just ignoring troublesome brothers. Donnie must have too because his slowing laughter died down completely.

Splinter leaned forward and rubbed his palm against Leo’s head, “Sleep, my son, we will be here when you wake up.”

“Yeah, see you soon, Feet Boy,” Donnie took Leo’s hand again.

Leo let out a snort but his breathing evened out in sleep. 

Splinter looked up at Donnie, “You should get some sleep too, Purple, Blue won’t be happy to find you haven’t slept.”

Donnie kept staring at Leo, all traces of humor gone. Replaced with relief and sadness. He huffed out his nose, “Yeah, okay, but I will remain here.”

Splinter just nodded, knowing he wouldn’t win that particular fight. He settled back in his chair. At least that was one regret he wouldn’t have.

“Hey, Donnie, was finding out people with two left feet aren’t real, real or was I dreaming?”

“No, Leo, you were not dreaming.”

“What are you-?”

“Please don’t ask Raph, He’s mentioned this every time he is coherent.”

…

“Are you absolutely, positive-”

“Stop.”

[greatprotector-if]

The mentioning of Kallias´ birthday does make me wonder how they and the ro´s would like to spend their birthday.

Also mc going out of their way to do or give something fun/heartfelt seems cute (even if they´re denying it)

oh boy this got long strap in folks

Kallias - A whole day to celebrate themself? Sign them the FUCK up!!! Okay no but in all seriousness, they would like to celebrate it surrounded by loved ones! They don't even need a big party or anything they just want to feel appreciated but uhhh that doesn't happen often, they usually spend the evening of their birthday either in a tavern or a stranger's bed LOL RIP

MC goes out of their way to do something heartfelt? Kallias starts drafting up some wedding vows in their head right then and there, but more through feelings than through words because they're kind of forgetting every word they've ever learned ever. They'll communicate their gratitude to the best of their ability through physical affection. It's the only way they know how. Get ready for hugs. Might tackle MC to the ground. Might pick them up and spin them around. Depends on the vibe in the moment. They'd probably laugh a lot, just giddy. They wouldn't cry, because they simply Do Not Cry, but they'd want to.

Galen - Honestly, they forget it even is their birthday most years. They aren't even entirely sure how old they are... they stopped keeping track a long time ago. Their birthdays go by like any other day and they're okay with that.

MC doing something cute and heartfelt for them for their birthday would definitely put some chips in their stoic demeanour! It just. It means a lot to them that MC actually cares enough to go out of their way like that. But honestly their reaction probably wouldn't look like much externally. They'd say "thank you" and they'd mean "I don't know how to repay you but I know that I don't want to leave your side". They want to let MC know how much it means to them, but they can't find the words, and they're also... scared. Even if they had everything they wanted to say perfectly planned out, those thoughts might never leave the confines of their mind.

V - They like to act like they don't care about their birthday, but they kind of do. It's nice to have the reminder that they're a person, sometimes. It's easy to forget when you've got a one-track mind like theirs. They don't tell people about their birthday regardless; they like spending it alone, usually not with a cake or even anything cake-adjacent. They'll wait til the sun goes down, and then they'll slap a piece of salmon or something on a plate in the middle of the table and stick a candle on it. They don't make wishes, they think that's childish, but they might pray a little. And perhaps, for them, it means the same thing.

V doesn't like the feeling of being known. It's unsettling, makes them feel almost—gags—vulnerable. MC finds out it's their birthday and actually does something nice for them? Makes them uneasy. They're not used to being cared about like this. They find the action unnecessary, but they're also not mad about it. It's just... strange. Weird. Off. Their hands itch without a weapon to fill in the space. They don't know how to do things gently, but isn't that what they're supposed to do, in a situation like this? Whooo knows. Definitely not V. The most they can do to show their appreciation (is that what they're feeling? They've never been so out of their depth before) is to engage in whatever MC's prepared to the fullest.

[nono-uwu]

The boy!! Whooo we all cheered for the silly little guy

Loree utc :3

Homura was born into a loving family. He was always a little different (aka autisitc) but his family still loved him and he loved them. He had difficulties fitting in with his peers at school but that didn't bother him as at the end of the day he would return to his family. How nice :)

Then december 25th 2012 happens and they all die-

So as the sole <13 year old in his family, he survives the inital apocalypse but then has to evade vampire capture. How? He shuts himself in a closet with a knife and prays to whatever god there is that they don't find him.

Luck is on his side as two days later, Yua finds him. A very # dramatic scene play out where he lunges at her with the knife, she catches his hand and goes to pat his head like "it's okay kid you're safe". Our boy gets pseudo adopted by Yua and she takes him to JIDA headquarters. He bravley signs up to training to become a soldier and a few years pass.

Once he gets his very own demonic weapon, he chooses a gun(I think it's a rifle? but idfk it just looks cool). His demon is surprisingly polite, a young silver haired girl. Her only condition on lending him all her power is that he sometimes gives her full contol over his body, during which he's unconscious.

When Yua gets back from her solo mission, very noticeably unharmed he jumps to her defense. Thanks to his superb bargaining skills he gets Yua a less harsh punshment and continuously jumps to her defense afterwards.

As for his army career... it's a little weird. He somehow has incredible luck. He returns mostly unharmed from even the most dangerous missions, even when his squadmates bite the dust or get heavily injured. Homura himself has no real idea how he always survives (probably thanks to his demon) whoch has netted him an unfavorable reputation amongst his fellow soldiers. Due to this he's usually delegated to supplying and protecting human settlement.

Whenever Yua would come back from her adventures, he'd eagerly listen to what she's been up to. After each time, the prospect of he himself visiting those vampires becomes more and more enticing. He already has a hard time getting along with his fellow soldiers and his luck would probably save him from death. Besides, Yua speaks highly of them, so they can't be that bad.

One day he mentiones this to Yua who, understandably, isn't too excited about the idea. She may get a free pass but Homura? He's just another human soldier to the vampires.

To test the waters, Yua just takes Homura to meet with Machigai since he'd be the most understanding. Machigai is just like "bro idfk go ask them yourself" but that ordeal is cut short by a wandering Chess appearing out of nowhere (she was bored and decided to follow Machigai even though he specifically told her, Horn and Crowley that he'd like to go alone lol). A very panicked explanation by Yua later and Chess is fully on board with getting another human friend (if she gets to drink some of his blood that is >:3). Shortly after, Nagoya city hall now has two special human visitors who regularly bring intel and snacks!

Ofc this gets him into some hot water when others notice his prolonged absences and his adamant defense of Yua, who is already under suspicion of being a 'traitor to humanity', but he doesn't care. (Will probably elaborate on this sometime)

[kikithedreamerwriter]

OC!Sayuri x Bayverse!Leonardo

Feat. @miss-andromeda’s Andi Grace 🎀✨

🗣️: @sharpwindow @pheradream-15 @m1dnyt3-w0lf @akesdraws-blog @fyreball66 @miss-andromeda @shinzowosasageyoooo

Sayuri Meets the Boys

“April… are you sure this is a good idea?” Sayuri sighed as she stood over the manhole side-by-side with April. “I feel like I should have received some sort of invitation, don’t you think?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?” She smiled. “They want to meet you as much as you want to meet them. Besides, I’ve already asked Master Splinter. It’ll be fine, Yuri. Now get in.”

Months since the kidnapping incident, Sayuri always kept her balcony door open for Leo who gladly visited her almost every night and joined her as she studied. On days he was unavailable, they would always keep in touch via message and phone calls. As time passed by, the extent of their attraction to one another became more apparent to not only April and Casey, but to Leo’s family as well. He would hum gleefully as he cleaned the dojo, was gradually less overbearing on his brothers (which Raph and Mikey did not mind one bit), and was constantly on his phone despite his slight aversion to technology (much to Donnie’s amusement). Above all, Leo found himself constantly talking about Sayuri to his father during tea. Wanting to meet the girl behind Leo’s recent elation, Master Splinter asked April if she could bring Sayuri to the Lair so that she can have dinner with the entire family.

Unbeknownst to Leo, he continued to engage in a heated spar against Raph as Mikey and Donnie observed from the sidelines.

“How much longer!” Mikey groaned slouching over.

“Well,” Donnie replied as one of his monitors chirped. “April’s here, so maybe not as long as you think.”

“April’s here all the time, what’re you talking about?”

“I mean April and her,” Donnie smirked. Mikey’s lips formed into an ‘o’ beginning to snicker at his blue-clad older brother drenched in sweat.

“Do you think he knows?” Mikey giggled.

“Are you kidding?” Donnie snorted. “In that state? Not in the slightest.”

Just as Leo was beginning to have the upper hand in the spar, April and Sayuri stepped into the Lair.

“Hey Angelcakes!” Mikey exclaimed. “Who’s your pretty friend?”

Leo suddenly averted his gaze towards the entryway and was met with a familiar stare.

“Everyone! This is Sayuri.”

At his moment of distraction, Raph quickly pinned down his brother to the ground, securing victory.

“Whooo!” Raph howled. “That’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout! How’s that Fearless?”

Sayuri giggled at Leo, whose defeated, sweaty form was splayed against the dojo floor in just utter embarressment. Mikey and Donnie snickered as Raph joined them towards April and Sayuri. Master Splinter then appeared from his quarters and Leo was trailed him shyly in his wake.

“It’s so wonderful to finally meet you Sayuri,” Splinter smiled as she took her hand in his. Sayuri wasn’t even fazed as she looked kindly upon the old rat and laughed at something he said. “These are my sons…”

“Raphael,”

Raph grunted and nodded at her in acknowledgement.

“Donatello,”

“Pleased to meet ya,” Donnie chirped.

“Michelangelo,”

“Hello~ babycakes,” Mikey winked.

“And I’m sure you’re quite acquainted with Leonardo,” Splinter smiled as he turned towards his eldest son at the back of the room.

“Hey,” Leo said to her shyly.

“Hi,” Sayuri grinned.

Just then April looked up from her phone, “Heads up guys, Andi’s coming. Casey’s picking her up.”

“Then we better get the table set,” Leo interjected suddenly, steering away Raph who threw him a funny look as they headed into the direction of the showers instead. Splinter chuckles as a retreats to his quarters to wash up before dinner. He excuses himself and leaves promptly.

“Alright!” Mikey cheered, slinging his arms across Sayuri and April’s. “Three of the hottest babes in New York are gonna be under this roof tonight!”

“Watch your hands, Mikey. Sayuri’s not exactly single.” April winked as Sayuri blushed profusely.

“My bad, my bad,” Mikey raised his hands. “Anyways Sayuri, may I have the pleasure of touring you around our humble abode?” Sayuri laughed at Mikey’s posh imitation as he offered his arm to her.

“Yes you may good sir,” Sayuri smiled as she looped her arm through his.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

The household held such a chaotic and vibrant energy. Splinter with his wisdom, Mikey with his charms, Raphael with his quiet brooding, Donatello with his imagination, and well… Leo with what Sayuri calls his “adorable anxiety.” Everyone was settling down at the table, both their bottoms and the bottoms of plates of heaping food when Casey enters the Lair. Behind him a girl, just about Sayuri’s age and height follows. She was wearing a pink sweater tucked in white slacks. Her long, caramel hair was in a half-up hairstyle adorned with a pink bow. Sayuri thought two things, one: she looked like the softest thing on the planet and that she couldn’t possibly harm a fly, two: she’s rocking the pink Barbie aesthetic. At the sight of her, Donnie ran towards the young woman with such haste that he nearly knocked Mikey from his seat.

“Oh Enchantress!” He sighs as he lifts her into his arms. “How I’ve missed you!”

“Hello my professor,” her hand grazed his cheek lovingly.

“Well that’s excessive,” Raph remarked from the table.

“Your stupidity is excessive,” she shot back. Mikey snorted.

“Now,” she sighed as Donnie let her down. “Where’s this Sayuri that everyone’s been talking about?”

Sayuri waved from the table.

“Hey! The name’s Andi!”

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

Dinner was commencing and it was in full swing. Chinese and Italian is on the menu tonight and everyone was digging in. It was wasn’t an enormous round table where everyone sat at, so it was a quite a tight fit. Leo didn’t mind as long Sayuri’s smooth arm grazed against his on occasion, and sharing a glance afterwards.

“You all right?” He whispered to her. He smelled like his homemade soap and of green tea. Sayuri wished she could just bottle the scent of him and mist over all her cardigans.

“Yeah,” Sayuri whispered back. “Leo?”

“Yeah?”

“Your family’s really cool.”

Leo smiled.

Sayuri chuckled.

“Donnie looks really happy,” she says as she watched Andi feed Donnie a dumpling from her plate. “They look so good together.”

“Yeah?” Leo says to her smiling. “So do we.”

Sayuri’s cheeks reddened as Leo held her hand under the table.

“You’re one of us now.”

[cru5h-cascades]

Chapter 2: Cru5h Beefs With a Fictional Teacher Man

Spoiler shield! If you haven't played through chapter 2 in its entirety play the chapter and come back afterwards! If you have, then feel free to keep reading I guess.

So, chapter 2... let's hop to it!

The reason why the bag detail wasn't released to the public was so that nobody would try copying the crimes and make it harder for the murders to be solved. Personally I don't see the point in that since there was also the detail of the bags being old. Who'd go out of their way to get some old bags to replicate these murders? Surely that sort of distinct detail would help differentiate the actual murders from the copycat ones... right?

There was a suspect for the OG murders! But he went missing. Kinda weird we didn't get a name reveal or anything if this could be vital info for the case.

Missing Man and Missing Boy/Kuze's brother are two different entities. It's unknown if Kuze's brother is dead or not or if he has anything to do with the murders from 18 years ago but after his disappearance the murders stopped for some reason. I don't have much else to say here besides the fact that that's kinda weird.

First mention of paranormal activity not involving the funny bag man! For context, somebody called a cab for [insert protagonist name here], but it's never specified who. Just another detail I wanted to point out.

Also in the cab scene it's mentioned that a motorcycle was in the area of Eisuke's murder. I have my doubts that whoever was riding that thing is responsible for the murder since apparently that motorcycle was there like every night and I doubt Eisuke frequently visited the pump station to sulk around over there.

Prior to the murder, Eisuke seemed to have it all together, at least in front of others, anyways. Considering what his fam had to say about the night of his murder, some shit was definitely going on with him behind the scenes...

And now... cru5h goes on a rant about Fukuyama...

WE GOT TO SEE THIS MF'S FREAKINESS IN ACTION!!! TALKING ABOUT DEATH IN GENERAL/THE MURDER SPECIFICALLY(?) MAKES HIM GET WEIRD!!!! BRO ESPECIALLY GOT WEIRD WHEN ONE OF EISUKE'S FRIENDS GOT MENTIONED (Megumi? I forget her name. The one Eisuke may or may not have had a crush on or whatever)!!!

If Fukuyama had a meeting to go to then why did he take the time to get interviewed by Ayumi? And why did he up and leave mid-conversation only to come rushing back (in a scene that actually kinda startled me; I did not expect him to come back so fast lol)?

Fukuyama is in his 20s right now so he's defo not the OG killer. Copycat murder? Maybe? Or alternatively, what I think might be the case, PROXY FOR THE OG?? Idk he's just SO. DAMN. SUS. MY. FUCKING. GOD.

And that's everything new that I thought I should bring up. Of course some stuff might have been left out since it's just what we've known already from the website or whatever.

The Language of Flowers, the final part of the demo coming out next week on the 27th, most likely will have heavy focus of Emio's backstory (and not just the eggplant flowers specifically but that's probably gonna be mentioned as well) so WHOOO MORE SMILING MAN LORE!!!

[botanicallyinclinednerd]

LMK season 4 episode 1:

Who this?

These old ladies are iconic

Woo! Go MK!

Im genuinely starting to think that these guys are contractually required to be in at least one episode a season

Mei!

The people like him! Is this season going to take that away? Don't do that to me man, it's not nice

I paused the video on such a great frame, hold on

Love the 4th wall breaks in the comments of Mei's live stream

Someone get this boy therapy, please

Hes just full of guilt and regret, huh?

Wukong why do you just have that lying around. Don't do that!

That looked an awful lot like Macky... and the look on Wukongs face...whooo boy there's stuff to unpack there. Are these manifestations of his regrets? Or his past enemies? His victories?

Uhhhhhhhh... I don't like that mk got that goop on him.

"Some monsters can never change" that feels targeted at Wukong. Calling HIM the monster...

Rip Wukong

Literally what the fuck. Season 3 ended on a good note! And now THIS???

[forkanna]

NOTE: Well, I can't even say what happened, other than that my mental state has been trash. Not that I'm unhappy; I just have little creative drive of late. Trying to get back to work, though, and hopefully someone will enjoy the update.

CHAPTER THREE

Around the time Veronica was exiting her luxury vehicle, Betty was climbing out of her clunky old Beetle. She loved that car - and it wasn't just because it was still her first car, or that it was sunshine yellow like her personality, or that she had forged so many good memories inside its cramped confines.

She was also proud of how she had managed to keep it running for the past year, almost entirely on her own. While Veronica and Reggie had the money to take their cars into the shop when any little thing went wrong, or just get a new one, Betty was distinctly under the cut-off line for Middle Class; her parents told her when they helped her get the car that she would have to be the one to find the money for any repairs, because they could barely maintain the upkeep on their own Studebaker. Therefore, she had no choice but to take her passing interest in how cars worked and make it a life skill. Riverdale High did offer an auto shop class, and that went a long way toward teaching her what she needed to know - and her dad had taught her enough of the rest that she could manage to figure out everything else. By now, she had done almost as much work on Archie's old Mustang as she had on her own mode of transport, and kept both of them purring like kittens.

Not that she wanted to make it into a profession. No, Betty's heart would always belong to the written word. Still, maybe when she finished college and started her life as an aspiring author, she could work as a mechanic on the side to help keep the lights on.

Betty was startled out of her thoughts by seeing Archie make a spectacular play, spiking the ball in the end zone and hooting and hollering with his teammates. It may have just been practice, but Betty smiled as she leaned her elbows against the railing on top of the chain link fence, watching him like a hawk as he celebrated. He was honestly her oldest and dearest friend, and when he was happy, she was happy. Part of her missed cheering him on in a more official capacity - but she was fine with the way things had turned out.

Then she heard some hooping and hollering from behind her, and I found herself completely distracted. It wasn't so much that someone else was cheering, but the loud, brash tone of the one doing the celebrating.

"WHOOO! GO, ANDY!"

Cheryl.

Looking between Archie out on the field and the stands, she could see both of the redheads had eyes for no one but each other. Archie looked like such an All-American Boy Scout in his football uniform, grass stains covering the front of the jersey and sweat running down his temples, beaming up at her as if she were the light of his life. And Cheryl's little green dress left nothing to the imagination, hugging her voluptuous curves as she whooped and bounced up and down - and Betty found she had to turn away for a second.

Which only frustrated her further. She knew her parents had raised her conservatively, and some of her friends had always teased her a little about that. But was she really such a shrinking violet that she couldn't even handle the sight of a pair of breasts jiggling without needing to blush?

"What's your problem, Townie?"

Betty was shocked to find Cheryl was standing right next to her. She yelped and tried to jump backward - except there was no backward to jump to. Instead, she just felt the back pockets of her jeans cutting into her behind due to pressing right up against the fence. She was trapped.

"Huh?"

"You're acting like I'm Medusa," Cheryl shot at her with a confident grin. "Can't look at me without turning to stone, hmm? Not that I blame you; I am pretty stunning."

Betty's mouth flapped for a few seconds. It was Cheryl laughing at her that made her clear her throat and find her voice again. "I'm fine. I just had something in my eye."

"Like my gorgeous features?" When Betty started to shake her head, she rolled her eyes. "Give it up, Daisy Mae. I saw you checking me out before that, and you couldn't stop almost-glancing at me afterward."

"Wh- excuse me? Wait, what do you mean, 'checking you out'? In what way?"

Rolling her emerald eyes, Cheryl snapped, "What, is this a put on? What other way is there to check somebody out? You're playing for the softball team."

Betty wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but she definitely didn't like the way the rich girl said that. "I… well, yeah, I am. I'm their best pitcher."

"Oh my God." 

"What?"

"Nevermind. Don't even worry about it; it's not like I care anyway." She reached out and patted Betty's cheek, and didn't even react when the blonde flinched. "You just keep being oblivious, sugar. It'll catch up to you someday. For now, why don't you try acting like less of a square around me? You'd be surprised what a difference it makes."

Betty scowled at the antiquated insult. "Square?!"

"And don't interfere with me watching Andy practice anymore," she commanded as she turned and walked back up the bleachers, hips swishing all the while. "That's our time, for just the two of us. Go play in a sandbox somewhere, Li'l Orphan Annie."

Every part of Betty's inner being seemed to shrink two sizes. What was she supposed to do? Cheryl had just cut her to ribbons and she hadn't been able to do anything about it; she couldn't even form one rebuttal. Every single one of her responses had been completely pathetic.

"Hey!" One of the cheerleaders called out to her as she stomped away. She actually had to run after her before she got too far away to catch. "Betty, wait!"

Betty swallowed hard and looked over the fence at her, then sighed, "Oh, hi, Midge. What's, uh, what's up?"

"I was watching that happen," the cheerleader continued a little breathlessly, running her fingers through her dark pixie cut. "What did you say to her?"

"Nothing! I just… um…" Betty hated that she was still blushing. She hated that even now that her reaction had been called out, there seemed to be nothing she could do to bring herself under control.

"Just what?" When she got no answer, Midge sighed and reached over the fence to rest her hand on Betty's shoulder. "Listen. I know we haven't talked much since you quit the squad, and I'm always going out with Moose. But you know I'm here for you, right?"

Betty felt helpless to do anything but glance back over at where Cheryl was still smirking at her, and where Nancy had broken off from the rest of the squad to start toward them. This whole thing was getting more and more conspicuous. So she finally just whispered, "Yeah, thanks," and ran off as quickly as she could.

  ~ o ~

  Problem was, Betty didn't know where else to turn. She would have considered speaking to either of her former Squad mates - except that Cheryl had been there. Once upon a time, she would have turned to Archie, but everything was so complicated with that now. Her parents were out - they would never understand this. And Veronica…

She didn't even want to think about Veronica. That pampered little princess never had a problem like this, she was reasonably certain.

"Uhhh… back so soon?"

Betty hurriedly wiped her eyes when she realized the journalism classroom wasn't empty. Tomoko had been hunched so low over her keyboard that she couldn't even see her over the back of her chair. "Oh, I… hey."

"Burning the midnight oil, as well? I can relate. This story about school lunches might seem like a puff piece, but I think I found an angle that can… can make it- Betty, are you all right?"

What else could she do but break down and tell her everything? She might not have been terribly close with Tomoko but she found that all of her defenses have been so depleted by now that she couldn't fight it anymore. All of the tears and all of the conflict within her heart just burst forth, and all she could do was try to control how fast and hard it erupted.

The thing that shocked her was when she heard herself say words she didn't even know had been inside her: "It's been this way for two years!"

"Two years?" Tomoko asked in mild surprise as she handed her another kleenex. By this point, they were seated on the little couch in the corner of the classroom, and Tomoko had been petting her back to help soothe her. "But I thought you didn't know Cheryl until she moved here."

"No, I… I just meant…" What did she mean? Betty blew her nose and wiped her eyes to give herself time to reflect. "I meant I've b-been noticing these feelings trying to show up that long. But it's never been, like… I don't know. Cheryl saying that made me think about it, and now I don't like what I'm thinking."

Her fellow reporter nodded a few times, rubbing her free hand up and down along her own thigh through her leggings. Just a nervous habit while considering her words. "Liz… do you feel up to a critical opinion? Or do you prefer support and for me to keep my opinions to myself?"

Still thrown off by being called "Liz", Betty blinked a few times before she said, "Um… I guess that depends. Opinions about me, or about Cheryl? Because I don't think I'm-"

"Message received," she cut her off immediately, closing her deep brown eyes for a moment as she took a breath, then opened them again as her hand came to a stop on Betty's shoulder. "Cheryl really messed with you. That much is clear, even without you telling me details. Why don't you tell me what really bothered you?"

"I… the whole thing, Tomoko. What do you mean? She was being so cruel!"

"Ehhh…" When Betty looked thunderstruck, she held up her other hand to forestall her. "Listen, she was clearly provoking you on purpose, but what did she really say that was so unkind? That you like women?"

"Well… yeah!"

"And that would be… bad?"

"Well, not… I didn't mean…" Betty frowned down at her lap. "I know it sounds bad, but I promise, I'm not like that. I just don't think I could be… like that . Y'know?"

"Actually, I do know. And I know that attitude is very common, and it can make admitting something like this to yourself very difficult."

"I don't have anything against people like that, I promise. But me? I like boys! I've never had any desire to… to try anything different, or be any different. I really haven't."

Tomoko was still watching her like a hawk, and Betty found herself wishing that she wouldn't. "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Well, you told me you didn't want to hear my opinions about you, so I'll leave it at that."

"…You think I really could be like that. Don't you?" Tomoko shrugged, and Betty shivered all over. "Oh my God. Just because I looked at Cheryl's boobs for more than one second?"

"No, because you had to look away. And because you can't even say the word , Liz - you keep saying ‘like that’. There's a lot of fear lurking there. Why would you be afraid if there was nothing to be afraid of?" She shrugged and withdrew, folding her hands neatly in her lap. "Not that you really need to be scared of this, since it's not something negative… but I get it. It's scary to be different, to have to accept that you aren't just a blonde, blue-eyed girl next door. Which you might be. But if you weren't, you would have to challenge a lot of your perceptions. Anyone would be at least a little bit nervous."

This was overwhelming for poor Elizabeth Cooper. She could feel herself breathing faster, more shallow, panic trying to settle into the middle of her chest. Tomoko reached out as if she were about to comfort her - but she shot to her feet, out of her friend's reach.

"I, uh… I just remembered, I need to get home. It will be dinner soon." She swallowed to coat her dry throat before she said, "It's been… interesting, I guess? I don't know. See you."

"Liz…" But Tomoko seemed to rethink what she had been about to say and simply said, "Okay. Just try not to be too hard on yourself. See you later."

"Yeah."

Only once she had achieved the safety of her little yellow Beetle did Betty break down again. She knew someone might see her crying but it was really the best she could do; she just kept it short before she started the engine and drove off, fighting to keep her brain from thinking too much. Right now, her thoughts were the enemy, and she didn't want to imagine what would happen if she lost this battle.

[murkystarlight]

DREAMZZZ SEASON2 (PART2) SPOILERS

Well. You know what that means...

*sigh*

Episode 11

The gold armory looks nice. But, Dreamzzz really has a habit of starting episodes randomly. For a split second I thought it was like.. episode12. Not 11. I thought I skipped something-

Inspector being worried-

Old men bantering. Always fun to watch.

For once, Royce said something right. How did you not notice Mateo wasn't the real Mateo!! Still confused of how it works

Oh cool. The Never Witch has her own special edition of barbie's dream house

Dressing for the occasion? Heck yeah! Whooo (the colors look a bit brighter or... some like that in this season. Is it just me?)

Also, Madeo. Your mom is weird. Stay safe. I mean.. seriously. Why does she love dates so much

Honestly- the crow with the house.. was kind of disappointing. The crow looks so... dull. The lego set makes it look SO cool

NOO!! Burrzerker!!!

Astrid and Logan are so frickin cute

Oh... so they aren't trapped forever. Only while they're dreaming...(why is he repeating so much?)

Crosshatch technique?? What's that- I want to know

Cooper is being creative people!! (Wich is a good thing. Yes. Improvement! But... already? I mean.. it's technically the middle of the second season. But if they keep releasing it half and half... it feels like they're two different seasons. Which brings my brain to believe, "how is Cooper getting his character arc during the very beginning and he barely shows up afterwards??" So... yeah. That's kind of a problem for me..)

Cooper's favorite animal is geese! Ah- he's getting more creative!! Look at him! LOOK AT HIMMMM (I'm very normal. Don't worry)

"Our dreams need to be wild and free so we feel inspired and creative during the day"

Exactly. Such wise words. Sad I don't dream

Nova and Sneak is back!! (And they seem to be getting more spotlight and story?? Omg- yes)

The incursion(Bernie) is adorable. Absolutely ADORABLE!!

The repeating stuff is getting annoying already-

Ah- Cooper bonding with the bot- baby voice- aughhh

Sneak:"You saying we can't handle watching a harmless little robot?"

"Pretty much"

"Yeah...[stammers]" (sneak is also very cute. We need to appreciate this very normal looking cat)

Logan has a lot of middle names-(but his real one is Nico apperantly? Nico?? For real??)

Astrid looks like she's going to be apart of the story(big time) too

Space(generic 1980s airbrush album cover) theme!!

"Your girlfriend is so cool"

"She's not my girlfriend!"

"Wait. Do you think she'd wanna be?"

(Look at these cuties-)

Fireworks!

"Ready?"

"If I'm going out, I'm going with a bang."

Fireworks!!

Team move! Whooo look at them go!

Nova: "I wonder what kind of robot he is"

Sneak: "the cute kind?"

You are absolutely right.

"Are we winning?"

"Nope-"

So... Cooper can make fireworks. But no technology. He can make a moving sculpture. But no tech related stuff. ....

"The Never Witch really messed me up when she took my memories"

"I still don't feel ready to tackle tech stuff"

She did indeed. And it made a wonderful, beautiful sight(I'm sorry Coops. But it has a lot of potential and I love this concept. You go boy!)(and if he said that, there's a opportunity that he can do tech stuff now. But he just hasn't tried it yet)

Awww dancing with a cute creature and a cute robot-

Oh- multiplication. Neat

Did... did that clay geese eat a three headed eel??

Nova and Sneak having a breakdown. They're having a lot of fun aren't they

They're faces when they get hit by the Never Witch- lol. It's cute

And Mateo- your sister is right there and you only care about Cooper? Seriously. Sometimes, they make questionable dialogue choices(but- its sweet. Very nice)

Too bad we don't know what qualities the Witch took from them to make the clones...

Okay- lots of hands out of the cauldron. Creepy kinda-(the rhymes are still so amazing-)

Whoa- those neon signs have a lot of energy

Sick- look at them. The matching colors make them look like a real team

"I got Madteo and Doomblob"

"Cool name, broseph. I'm on Dizzy"

"For Doppel Izzie?" (Oh... okay. That's why they have 'd's)

"Guess that means I'm taking Dooper"

"Bogan has met his match" (I thought it was Dogan this whole time???)

"What? Sounds better than Dogan"

"[Sighs] I got Zoey"

And Astrid doesn't get one because... she ain't one of the original dream chasers we know. We need to keep a line between it^^

I am loving the attitude on Dooper

"Need to be saved? Pathetic"

The Bunchu's and the hammer- the hammers! The hammer is so pretty! I want that- so bad

And Dizzy.

Bogan is big for some reason. Okay-

And Madteo! Good to see you again.(also, those pencil ninja stars are cool. Kind of creepy looking tho)

The guardian looks so- squishy. I like it

Also the smashing two together- lol okay

So.. the Never Witch causes chaos, waits till the Guardian wakes up. Then stabs them in the heart to dome the realm. Okay... okay, cool.

Mrs.C: "That is one mangy-looking gato"

Um.. nope. Nothing wrong with him

Seriously, mrs.C is really cool. She's the best adult here

That guardian has a wonderful face. Darn cute adorable face

Oh no... they menace- they menacing bad..

(Still cute though-)

Um... yeah. More repeating sentences. Even I'm going to memorise them at this point...

And there you have it. Nova and Sneak are officially dream chasers now!

"Ew- enough mushy stuff"

Ooohh Mr. Oz's landing!?? Yessss sso curious

Okay

So... it escalated a bit. And the story went by way too fast for my taste. But a lot of new things and facts... it's a pretty nice start I think

Episode 12

"Let's turn up the heat"

"Oh, this'll be a sweet feast"

It rhymes too! (Also, that 'dressing for the occasion' thing? Really paid off. She looks hot. Like... what?!??)

"Ah yes.. let's have dessert before dinner tonight"

Yup. Here we have a single mother with a bunch of strange pets, and her five children

Cooper can drive(pilot?) again! Yay~ and I seriously love how he refers to all vehicles with pet names. Like 'sweetheart' or 'baby'

"I wonder what's in his fridge"

Hm. Now I'm curious too

Oh- it's on autopilot. Well- Cooper still gets to be the one behind the wheels in case something goes wrong. That's something!

So this is dream space. And it's nice to know that the fact Mr. Oz wanted to be an astronaut when he was younger is still a thing and not just a one time mention thing that gets scraped

Izz- take Astrid everywhere!

And here we are! Mr. Oswald's landin-Whoa- that looks amazing... I wish that came out as a set too- but. I guess nows not a good time for that.

Anyways, what is that asteroid centipede thing! Uggghhhhh I don't like it already...(not a fan of bugs. At all)

That dreamling is going to get kicked off soon.

"Welcome, to castle Nocturnia!"

Poor Albert-

Oh look. The night hunter is being a caring dad for Zoey again

Booby traps?? Okay- but why centipede looking thingies? Albert!

"We need to get hold of the kids!"

Mr. Oz....

Augh- the night hunters eyes when they're closed- so beautiful

Astropedes? So... they are centipedes. Aw just great-

"Uh- no. I'm not okay with anything that has more than four legs. [Yelps]" I agree with Zoey. Very strongly.

Old men fighting again. It's hilarious really. (They're both worried for the kids... aw-)And mayhem

Ah- nope. Cooper is driving it

Really fun looking at this like a game

Logan, did you forget the seatbelt again?

Sorry mr. Oz- your ship blew up

Ooh! Space car!

More booby traps? Of course-

Where does this music keep coming from?!

Mr. Oz and the Night Hunter bantering is so fun. Also- why does Mr. Oz have a monocle over his glasses?..

Oh- both sides are going pretty hard on the fight. They know their mistakes and everything... good. Very good

And talk about Lunia again! We might get more clues about her

Z-blob rocket!

I'm surprised they didn't notice that earlier. The light were turning red! C'mon, no one thought that was weird?

"And then there were three"

Well- nice to know they're still kids at heart?

Oh yay. Cooper

"You look uh.. dirty"

"Thanks. You don't look so hot yourself"

...I think Astrid is doing stuff. Like- she does kind of give off a vibe she's only here to add drama and a love interest. But she still has a lot of stuff going on. But she is doing a lot of stuff- she just said hot. As in- that kind of hot? ...really? Am I just stupid or did she really use that word that way?

Ooh! Red button

Albert has... a lot of things. Um.. and is good with animals I guess.

Night Hunter talking about Hannah? Ooh yeah

"It's not gonna hold"

"It's gonna hold"

"Its not gonna hold!"

"Its gonna hold!!"

"What do we do if it doesn't!!?"

Love these two

"I think I'm going to wake up"

"Don't do it Astrid"

"I'm going to wake up-!"

"Stay cool, Astrid"

These two are fun too-

The implications they're giving out on Astrid-

Looking for your best friend as soon as his son comes into a... trash dump. Yup. Always good to have a friend with you

"Don't push that red button!"

And- the red button was bad. They're gonna get crushed-

"Oh, wonderful"

"What can we do? The walls arw coming in! How can be so calm with this much pressure!?" (I know! Right? He is so-)

"Eh- you haven't met my family"

...someone. TAKE HIM TO THERAPY!

Oh my goddd this poor boy- Cooper- we really need more info about your family too-

Oh dang- king Albert sounds bad...

That. Is a lot of sand. GO Cooper! You can do this!(the effects are pretty awesome though-)

Sorry mr. Oz-... again.

Ahhhhhh! Yes! YESSSSS Cooperrr (he looks so dang cute with that smile- and also, matching puffy jacket with Mateo) it's c-rex! Looks sick. Nice details with the rusty parts. And it's also tech related stuff! He did it!!

Look at all that lighting- and the flames!

Mateo did it! Yayy

King Albert is... dead.

Cooper's laugh. That is everything

Doppel-usses. Yeah. That's a great word.

So... yeah. Like I said. Cooper has gotten his arc. It's finished. Good for him though!

Episode 13

Ooohh disguise?? Nice...

The wharnal looks prettier than how I remember it!!

Also, Mateo is doing a.. really nice job pretending to be Madteo. Like... savage-

"Man! That never Witch don't tell us nothin'!"

They're already fed up with her- lol

Confusion of the giant house inside the small house

Bottle library... cool

Z-blob really becomes.. anything. Don't you z-blob

She made a Doppelganger of herself??! Wha- okay. More like. I repeat- we got a whole lot of stuff ahead of us! (And she's crying too-)

Liquefy? Oh.. so they're just the liquid with the memories sculpted into her puppets... or.. something like that.

"My rugged good looks?"

Oh I love those dopples

Her memory is being hidden! We need to know

Reform the dream world spell. Spiral key, eye of confusion. Ruby replication. Crown of- omg. So much information

"Don't tell me the answers on the next page"

"It's on the next page"

Astrid just- can't stand the fact that she isn't noticed. ...oh.. noticed. Showing her worth.. she's that kind of character... I get it now. Hopefully

They're using the space car now- hopefully that doesn't blow up too

Bantering. I love it.

So apparently the dopples just decided to use the names they were given

The dreamlings in the candy realm have blue pudding heads? Ooh-

Mateo I is great at mirroring- except... uh- not the best athlete. He didn't manage the flip(which was awesome by the way)

These Doppelgangers are going to get mad at the Never Witch.. soon enough like- they have a lot of stuff they got problems with the Never Witch-

And- now they're howling and cawing

Cooper is- jealous? Or.. something I don't know. It's not exactly jealousy but Uh- I don't know.. something. Logan and Cooper ate competing

Uhm- what? Hm. Okay... it's like a spider human

Ooh now we get to see the candy chameleon!

Speaking german? Ooh. I mean- okay

They're all giving a shot at different teams. It's nice to see that

And a new barbie dream house for the Never Witch

The barrier works in... wonderous ways..

Yeaah. I need to sleep now. Way too tired- I'll finish the rest eventually

[mcytblrconfessions-but-bad]

WHOOO-BOY! Have I been waiting for a blog like this to come up. I have so many fucking confessions to get off my chest from my... younger years.

Okay, confession time: me and my friend were in seventh grade (around 12 years old) during 2021, peak Dream SMP times. So we were both obsessed with it. We got around to discussing which ship would keep themselves secret for the longest, which devolved into discussing which ship would make better parents, which then became a really badly written self insert fic where we were each the child of a different DSMP ship, but it wasn't just that, it was the CCs specifically. (If you're wondering, I was DNF's kid while my friend was Skephalo's).

Anyway, one thing lead to another and we ended up reading the fic (names changed last moment) up in front of the class for a 'creative writing' day. Needless to say, if I was still at that school now, I would be dying of mortification just having to look people in the eyes, knowing that they knew, but I moved away in ninth grade. My friend however, did not, so I don't know how she's doing, lol.

-orange anon

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