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Duncan al estilo Pokémon
Español:
(este señor trato de fugarse mientras lo publicaba, ya decía yo que me iba a dar problemas XD) y bueno señoras y señores aquí está el ex convicto, pandillero, husbando de muchas (no me incluyo en ese grupo, no soy partidaria de los chicos rudos :v) y campeón de "luz, drama acción"; aunque aquí ocupo el cuarto lugar ( se los juro algo le pasó a la publicación mientras trataba de escribir a este buen malandro). Su equipo Pokémon acompaña está estética y actitud que el posee; salvo su bebé linda "Brittney" la furret (aclaremos; en este universo el gana la custodia de la mapache o su equivalente con Courtney :v)
Su equipo Pokémon para quien no lo sepa) son: gliscor, drapion, dusknoir, houndoom, feraligart y furret"Brittney"
English
(This man tried to escape while I published it, I already said that he was going to give me XD problems) and well ladies and gentlemen here is the former convict, gang member, "husband" out of many (I do not include myself in that group, I am not in favor of rude boys: v) and champion of "light, drama action"; although here I occupy the fourth place (I swear something happened to the publication while trying to write to this good man). His Pokémon team accompanies this aesthetic and attitude that he possesses; except for her pretty baby "Brittney" the furret (let's clarify; in this universe he gains custody of the raccoon or it's equivalent to Courtney: v)
His Pokémon team for those who don't know) are: gliscor, drapion, dusknoir, houndoom, feraligart and furret "Brittney"
Lloyd Garmadon
I finally came to life. Praise to Olympus. Well, let's talk to you about hybrids. M? 😏
The topic is quite unusual. But, what's wrong with that? Think for yourself, a different form of life. And not darkness or light. So, what is it? Let's dig into this topic. To be honest, I only know of 11 such half-bloods (counting Lloyd)so here......
Duncan Rosenblatt
Adrian Tepes
Daimon Hellstrom
Anna Hellstrom
Lady Dearh
Raven
Vampire Hunter D
Yuuki Anzai
Okumura Rin & Okumura Yukio
Each or every one of them suffered from this form. But with that comes power. Isn't it? Such power, the man never dreamed of their punishment. And they're all from the dark fathers. I wouldn't say about Duncan, his father wanted peace, so he's an exception. All this is proof that there are no barriers between the 2 parties. Simply put, mistakes. Something that from God's point of view should not be! Well, here the edges are erased. Therefore, such an alliance is quite possible for half-bloods to be born.
As for the music, you may be suitable:
TC Matic - l'm Not Like
Skillet - I'm a monster
If there are still half-bloods, write in the comments, will definitely add them.
Happy Holidays~
Hi men of Vancouver Island 🥰
I am thinking of making a trip to the island.
Possible cities could be:
Parksville.
Duncan
Victoria
Who is interested in. A naughty hotel room date with me?
See my website for the details. 💕
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Ok ok so let me break it to you guys, my friend says that my James looks like a deadbeat divorced dad with three kids (peter Sam,rusty,Duncan) with 1 young brother (Percy) and 1 younger sister (Rosie), not to mention James also has a father (Henry), so that makes hen a grandfather of the three boys.Soooo yeah once I settle up my au I will headcannon this and please dont attack me for this🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
The "fat funny friend" : Maxine
My fav ❤️
I’m just gonna write everything I have about her character.
She’s Lucy’s (perfect girl) best friend
The two of them knew each other since they were babies. They are close like sisters.
Maxine have siblings, a big sister and a big brother but she’s not close to them at all.
She fell for Duncan (jock boy) the moment she saw her. At the time she wasn’t really self conscious about her appearance. She grew up mostly ignored by her family but close to Lucy and her parents.
When Duncan and Elias (sunny guy) began pursuing Lucy the four of them started hanging out together.
At this time Maxine was naive and in love. She had talked with Lucy about her crush on Duncan when they were talking about their crushes.
At this point Lucy wasn’t really sure of her feelings for Elias... or at least she wasn’t ready to say it out loud.
From the girls point of view, Lucy was coming along to hang out with Elias when Duncan and Maxine were spending time together
Of course Maxine would think that Duncan liked her. They looked at each other... well Maxine looked at Duncan... and Duncan looked at Lucy, but Maxine didn’t know that.
Duncan was being nice to her and paying some kind of attention to her. He must have had some feelings for her...
For the first few weeks the four of them went on dates where Maxine would try to spend time alone with Duncan while he would try to spend time with Lucy instead
She thought he was shy... even tho he had a teputation of being a big flirt but she thought that it was different with her because he really liked her
She finally got it when after a day where Duncan was particularly moody, she devided to surprise him after his training session
What she truly found out was that Duncan was getting sick of Elias monopolizing Lucy’s attention
He wanted to spend time with her not with her fat friend...
Maxine went back home on her own. she usually drive back with Lucy and her parents but right now she needed to be alone
... plus her father was about to get home from his buisness trip. She wanted to talk to him. He was always there to listen to her problem...
Except this time he didn’t came back and her outlook of life will change after that
Some precision, her father is not dead he just left her family. It’s important to know that even tho she was kind of neglected by her mother at the time before that, she didn’t have any issue with her appearance. But combining hearing your crush tell his friend that he’s tired of hanging out with you and your father leaving your mother for another woman (especialy if you look a lot like your mother), it can lower your perception of yourself.
I might do another post detailing the different relationships between the 4 of them and how they work.
Rebecca Ferguson: Any scene with Jason Momoa makes me smile. He is the most kind, humble, warm and caring teddy bear.
Jason Momoa: Rebecca I love dearly and I think we all had a lot of fun that captures what’s like off set.
REBECCA FERGUSON and JASON MOMOA behind the scenes on set of “DUNE” (2021)
headcanoning war vet/night elf adaia with the line "[Adaia] wanted [Tabris] more than anything. It’s sad she never got to see you all grown up." and "Valendrian and [Duncan] have known each other for almost twenty years… since the time I tried to recruit your mother, in fact." [...] "I never made the offer. Valendrian convinced me that it was better for her to remain here with her family. As there was no Blight and thus no immediate need for recruits, I deferred to his wishes." really adds severe psychic damage of adaia simply wanting a peaceful life with her family after the war and im shattering like glass
the fact that you start the Tabris origin by literally stepping into your mother's shoes. the fact that what you get is a wedding outfit and your mother's worn boots, kept carefully intact for years, tucked away for this exact moment. the fact that you then immediately take the path she never could, leaving behind the alienage and the wedding and following Duncan (who would have recruited Adaia first, if not for baby!Tabris) to what ought to have been death.
And Then!! instead of fighting and falling as she did, cheating death and becoming the fighter she always intended you to be instead??? Reliving and simultaneously subverting the story of her life??
AND I ALSO COME BEARING MORE PROMPTS BECAUSE YOU KNEW I'D BE CHUCKING DING DONG DADDY INTO YOUR INBOX SO HERE IT IS: "it wasn’t just about needing someone tonight. it was you i needed." for Adaia x Duncan also if you need me I'll be in the corner being all :eyes: emoji af
dingdongdadaia? adaiaddy? much to think about.
thank you for the prompt, effe!
rated m. adaia/duncan. 828 words. @dadrunkwriting
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The gates of Denerim were fearsome in the moonlight. Shadows played tricks across the wood making them look ever taller; staunch watchmen who promised to keep their secrets.
"Here," Adaia said, holding out her daggers.
Duncan turned to her with a frown.
"Elves who have swords will die upon them," she smiled wryly, shaking the weapons insistently.
"I know," he muttered. He always hated stripping her of her own blades, and his mouth was a grim line as he slowly reached for them.
His hands carefully closed around the hilt of the first, the metal cool against his skin. Adaia didn't let go right away. They held each other's gaze for as long as they held the dagger, before Adaia's small hand slid off and she looked away.
He secured the swords on his hip as she walked towards the gates. He needed to follow, to flash some Grey Warden authority to the guards and explain away why they had been out so late. But he stood rooted; transfixed.
Adaia had always been beautiful. She was beautiful when they'd met, a cut on her face and a snarl on her lips. She was beautiful each time he invited her on a mission, each time she skipped out of the alienage with a laugh and a wave. But in the night, lit by all the stars and the moon, the torchlight bathing her in an amber glow...
"Are you coming?" she smirked, looking at him over her shoulder.
He swallowed, clearing his throat before following her.
As they stole through the quiet streets, Duncan couldn't help but wonder how long they could keep it up. It had been a year since they'd met, fighting their way out of the Brecilian Forest together. How much longer could he ask her to go with him on his less important missions? How much longer would she want to?
The looming alienage gates always sent dread burrowing into his stomach – though he had to assume it was significantly easier for him than Adaia. This time, though, it felt worse somehow. He couldn't pinpoint why. Perhaps it was his closer brush with death than usual that night, or Wintersend knocking on his front door. But Duncan knew that this night couldn't be the same as all the others. He couldn't just say goodbye, watch her head home, and sleep alone in a grim little camp he'd sleepily set up on his way back to the Wardens.
"Well," Adaia smiled, leaning against her front door. They looked around quickly before he gave her back her blades. "Thanks again!"
"Thank you," he replied earnestly.
Her smile widened in a quiet laugh as her hand reached behind her for the door handle.
"If you need anyone again, you know where I am," she grinned.
He heard the door start to open.
He couldn't let it happen that way again.
"It wasn't about needing just anyone," he rushed out, for once not letting his brain filter out what he wanted to say.
Her smile faltered, and the door clicked shut.
"It was you I needed."
She blinked up at him with her big brown eyes, like autumn leaves in the sun. Her dark skin looked flushed in the candlelight that streamed through the window.
He held her gaze, as he could do nothing else.
Adaia was looking at him in a way he'd never noticed. Her eyes flicked between his, down to his lips, and back. Her breath was shallow, her chest quickly rising and falling. He shuddered.
"Good," she whispered.
She was on her tiptoes before he knew it, and he quickly bent down to meet her halfway. He could feel her breath on his lips as they neared, neither daring to push farther just yet. Duncan could feel her mouth against his, the barest brush as they danced around each other.
When the pounding of his heart and the rush in his ears was too much to bear, he brought his hands up to either side of Adaia's face, easily threading his fingers into her hair... and they kissed.
It built up quickly. A year's worth of tension overflowed from both of them, bruising and tender. Passion thrummed in his veins as he felt her tongue against his lips and he opened, deepening their kiss. It was hard, fast, and desperate, and her trembling hand blazed a fire under his skin as her nails dug into the back of his neck.
Her other hand fisted into the front of his shirt, pulling him closer, and he gladly obliged. Duncan pushed Adaia against the door, his hand trailing down her body, grabbing at her helplessly as she gasped into his mouth, tugging him to the present. They were being loud. Soft moans and gasps, the rustle of swords and daggers as they desperately gripped onto each other.
Adaia pulled away suddenly.
"It's getting late," she panted.
"Yes," he murmured, blinking nervously.
"D'you want to come in?"
"...Yes."
Oh my goodness. Thank you guys so, so much for the tremendous amount of support on the silly little doodle! I wanted to say thanks, so I colored it just for you guys, even though the notes on the other one will probably drop like flies. You guys make me smile, so Hopefully this makes you smile too!
His name is Dunceosaurus
