#if anyone uses them please tell me and i will: cry /pos

[mizukissies]

yo yttd joesara icons? sick

#i love these two so much man i feel sick #if anyone uses them please tell me and i will: cry /pos #joe tazuna #sara chidouin #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #yttd #kgs #yttd fanart #nankidai #pretend the collars are lore accurate ple as e #ramudart #yttd icons

[amethystfairy1]

(Buckle up, this is gonna be a long one.)

Hi! Hello! How are you? :]

Let me just say, your work is simply incredible.

I've been binge-reading your TTSBC series for a few days now, as you can probably tell from all the kudos (you deserve them!), and I have been going crazy

First of all, I think this was the first Hermitcraft ship fic I've read. Conclusions/thoughts;

1) You've made me a flower husbands fan, great job, I am now obsessed with them

2) the relationship between Scott and Martyn is so precious to me, you have no idea

3) I am now a fan of ALL the relationships you've written; flower husbands, treebark, desert duo, Tango/Zed, Lizzie/Joel, Shelby/ Katherine, Etho/Doc (I hope I didn't forget anyone)

4) PEARL IS A MENACE AND I LOVE HER. SHE IS MY FAVOURITE, YOU HAVE NO IDEA. She is the big sister™ and she is the best

5)Scar is a sweetheart and that is a FACT. HE WAS SO SWEET TO CUB?? AND TO GRIAN?? I LOVE HIM

6) I absolutely love mom Cleo, her and Bdubs are so kind and thoughtful and caring to each other, I will simply explode

7) KATHERINE STRAIGHT UP JUST SAID "nope" AND WENT BACK TO THE UNDER-CITY

8) I need more Scott as a journalist. I need to see his hunger to get all the details. I need to see him use his silver-tongue skills on someone, and I need to see Jimmy(or anyone) be scared but also fascinated. I need to see more Scott and Pearl fighting for the best interview.

I don't even watch cc!Scott, and now look at me. Im obsessed with his character.

9) PESKY BIRDS BEING LITTLE WAS THE CUTEST THING EVER I WILL CRY TEARS OF JOY. SMALL BDUBS?? CHILDREN ARE SO CUTE

10) I also,,, kinda,,, want to see someone react a bit badly to seeing their partner being from the under-city. Maybe,,, Martyn being angry with being lied to? Maybe,,, Scott screaming at him that what he's doing is helping no one? Maybe, maybe,,,,

(im secretly an angst-girlie at heart, what can I say. I love me some good hurt/comfort)

11)JOEL AND LIZZIE'S BACKSTORY IS ALL I NEEDED IN LIFE, I CAN NOW DIE HAPPILY

12) please let zed and tango have a happy ending pleasepleasepleasePLEASEPLE-

13) also the titles have all been so cool! I saw a post of yours that said you use terms of endearment, and I thought that was really cute :)

14) SOUP GROUP

In conclusion, I am crazy for your work, please feed us more.

To show you how crazy I've been over this series;

I went completely nuts, explaining to my friend some basics about it the moment I was sure I've read everything, and Im probably gonna make them read it too. I've already sent them the link to the series.

They are not even a Minecraft fan. They don't know what Hermitcraft is.

Anyway, this was all to say; you're amazing, your work is truly fantastic, your writing style is one of the best I've ever seen/read (and I've read a lot of fics, do not doubt me)

Please don't feel forced to write anything I've said! I'm just throwing ideas that came over my head when reading!

(your traveling thieves series is also amazing! Im just currently full of ttsbc thoughts rn, its eating me alive /pos)

Hope my spam liking was not annoying!

Have a great day!

:D

It was not annoying in the SLIGHTEST!

Hello hello, thank you, thank you! I'm so glad TTSBC has been so enjoyable for you and that you've had fun binge reading all of it!

I am delighted and honored to be the first author you've read that has written Hermitshipping and that you've enjoyed it and it's caused you to love all my ships! That's a great day for a fanfic author!!!

FLOWER HUSBANDS ARE MY FAVORITE! More people who like Flower Husbands? HAPPIER I AM! It is a DIRECT correlation!

Someone commented at some point that they reminded them of drunk girls comforting each other in the bathroom after a party, and I think that's exactly accurate 😆

YES! ALL THE SHIPS!

Pearl is the Big Sister ™️ of the group and if anyone hurts any of her little siblings it is game over!

Scar is SUCH a sweetheart in this AU! He's a superhero, he's a boyfriend, he's a best friend, he's a professor, and he's just doing his best to juggle it all!

Zom-Mom and Sentient Glowstick. Only the best combo!

Katherine said "Wait crap I think that was the love of my life!" and dove back in!"

Journalist Scott will be making a return in several pieces of the future, don't you worry! We'll get to see him strut his stuff! I'm very glad I've gotten you to love c!Scott even if you don't watch cc!Scott, that's just the best!

PESKY BIRRRRRRRBS!

ooooo there's an angsty take. Hm. Well, there is certainly more angst on the docket for everyone, I assure you, and while I can't promise that brand of angst in particular, there is other stuff left to unpack! Please look forward to it!

JOEL AND LIZZE! BUTTERFLY AND CAT LADY! MARRIED FOR OVER A DECADE AND RUNNING A BAKERY! ADORABLE!

Zedango will return! That is all I shall say!

I'm so glad you like the titles! I think it's very cute but I have to admit I'm starting to struggle to come up with terms of endearment I haven't used before 😆

SOUP GROUP

I'm so glad you're trying to get your friend into TTSBC! The nice thing is I don't think it's too terribly difficult to spring into without context of watching any of the CCs because the characters all pretty much explain themselves within the AU. Maybe looking up some fanart for what everyone ought to look like, but it's not the worst thing!

Glad to hear you also like Traveling Thieves! I was gonna point you that way when you said you were an angst girlie so good that you're already there!

Thanks so much for coming by! 💖

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #hermitcraft #traffic smp #through the sky blue cracks #life series #hermitshipping #trafficshipping #empires smp

[scorching-earth]

twst x ddlc sayori mc

I have met so many new people after coming to nrc. I've helped so many more as well but no one will help me. I feel this metaphoric rope tighten around my neck a little every day. It won't stop no matter how many people I help it never loseins up. It’s almost like someone chose me to feel the most miserable. I can't tell anyone about this because they already have too much to worry about. Thay have to get better. I don't need help there because their problems are worse than mine. So I keep feeling the rope tighten. I shouldn't burden people who are already burdened.

One day the rope stopped. That invisible nuse stopped tightening around my neck. Because it was no longer invisible. Standing on the chair I smiled, no one will have to worry about my problem now. If I just die they won't have to worry about my problem. They can focus on themselves.

“Negh henchman what are you doing?” Looking back at grimm I stopped. “Nothing, what's the matter grim?” I said with a faked cheerful tone.  I think Grimm noticed it was fake. “N-nothing let's go to class henchmen I need to become the best soricer after all.” smiling at him I said “Ok grimm” and so i moved my head out of that nuse. Stepping down for the chair. One more day then that invisible rope fell over my head once more. Tightening to a suffocating amount. The day went by quickly nothing remarkable happened for once. At lunch I sat down with Ace and Duce as always. My smile faltered for a second. I think they noticed “hay sayori are you doing ok?” duce asked “ya why are you worried about me?” my cheerful tone felt like it was going to explode my vocal cords, the nuse tightening more. “You… seem… off…” “I’m fine, really stop worrying about me.” my voice wipers at the end.

“Henchmen, is this about this morning?” my face dropped. “No” my voice was full of dread the two quickly caught onto that. “Grimm, what happened to sayori.” Ace said he had stayed silent about the discussion till now. “Henchmen had something around their neck and were standing on a chair.” my eyes went wide. Why did he say that? The two immediately wiped their heads to me “sayori you didn't try to please tell me grimm is wrong and it was something else not why how.” tiers fell from my eyes. “Why did you tell them grimm” gripping my uniform I ran away ran as far away as my legs could carry me. The bell rang signaling that lunch had ended.

I sat there all day in that spot. The nuse was now crushing my neck. Crying and crying made them worry about me, someone without magic without a will to live, someone who knew way too much. All because she knew the same thing and I could do what she did to me last time. Instead of her I can do it to myself. Someone tapped my shoulder.

“Hay sayori it's me your president” looking up i saw monika “your just going to waste your time president. Can you delete me? I don't think I can do it myself, not after their looks.” monika then started to glitch “Ah I’m sorry s om s v er o r c o nec ts on.” “what don't go!” trying to grab the gilching form she was left looking at all of the people she didn't want to see. “Sayori are you ok” the small red haired teen asked her. “Tell us that what those first years said was a joke.” you could hear the heartbreak. “N-no stop it… stop worrying about me now.” she held her head “po- sayori you all helped us and shure some of us are still recovering… but we would've never gotten to this point without you helping us.” Vil told her in a surprisingly gentle tone Holding her shoulders, tears fell from her face “your problems are worse than mine!” “sayori how long have you felt like this… I can only hope not for long.” turning away from the dorm leaders she hangs her head low. “I felt like this even before I came here.” some gasped, some gave her pitying looks. “It's not like i overboted so why are you worried?” she let her arms hang at her sides now. “No it's not like you overbolted a herbivore like you couldn't ever, but It's worse than that! If you don't want us to worry then dont pull stunts like this, it's a pain.” she looked at them “that doesn't help I know too much already. I wasn't even meant to be here.” she gripped the grass around her.” “child of man-” she cut off the tall male’s sentence “EVERYTHING IS A LIE. were in a video game were not real” 

“child of man do you hear yourself. you're here and are feeling sad. I'm here worried about the first friend i made here.” holding her head she felt as if her head was about to fall off. “c-ca n” a female voice spoke out. “Can you hear me?” a glitch appeared beside sayori it was a glitch then a human. “Ah the connection's back” turning away from the group of males she crouched to sayori. “You know everyone misses you right sayori. Both nasuki and yuri are worried about you-.” the figure didn't get that long before she was interrupted. “Who are you and what do you have to do with sayori!” turning back to face the boys she straightened her uniform “who i am doesn't matter call me whatever you wish. I am the reason why sayori is like this. I guess for my actions you can give me a name." Without thinking someone berated out an insult “how about freak then” nodding she smiled “freak it is then ok it’s nice to meet you all I’m freak” that smile not leaving the girl’s face “sayori was always a tad bit sad but due to me messing with her likeability I made her full on depressed. It's only when I deleted her did I start going mad with power.” “I think I can confidently say for all of us. What in the sevens are you talking about?” placing the palm of her hand on her head she shook her head. “What she told you was true”

“Nothing is real.”

#ask blog #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x doki doki Literature Club #twst x ddlc #ddlc monika #doki doki monika #just monika #i wrote this when I had no idea what the twst caricature personality were. #this was the first thing i posted on whattpad #this is OLD WRITING! #so sorry if it's not on par with my current writing.

[littlehaize]

Incorrect Quotes Tag

Rules: use this quote generator & list as many quotes as you like using characters from your WIPs, then tag as many people as quotes you listed.

Thanks @vampywriter for the tag!

I then tag: whoever wants to do it and wasn't tag by someone, you can say i tagged you! (moots please do it, i don't want to bother you, but i'm looking at you) (no i don't really tag people because i have more than forty quotes and won't tag that many people)

it's going to be very long because i love incorrect quotes and i have too much time on my hands (and wip on many things)

WIP from fandoms:

(Star Trek) Sarek: Sybok... Sybok: I can tell by the tone of your voice that you are disappointed. Alas, I must further disappoint you by affirming how little I give a fuck.

Spock: If we lose, you’re out of the will. Sybok: I was in the will?

Sarek: You deserve a reward for putting up with me. Amanda: You are my reward. meanwhile Jim: You deserve a reward for putting up with me. Spock: True, you can be really difficult at times.

Sybok: Reverse tooth fairy where you leave money under your pillow and the tooth fairy comes and leaves you a bunch of teeth. Spock: Why? Sybok, shaking a bag of teeth: Just because.

Sarek: Yes, I'm adopting Michael and you cowards can't tell me no!

Amanda: What is love? Spock: An emotional minefield. Sarek: A neurochemical reaction. Sybok: Baby don't hurt me.

Spock: I love you. Jim, not paying attention: What was that? Spock: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

Bones: Let's just agree to both say we're sorry on the count of three. Bones: One... two... three. Spock: ... Bones: ... Bones: See, now I'm just disappointed in both of us.

Jim: *seductively takes off glasses* Jim: Wow... Spock: *blushes* Haha... what? Jim: You're really fucking blurry.

Pike: So… what would you do if you were in bed with me? Una: Depends. Is your bed comfortable? Pike: Yes. Una: I'd sleep.

Una: My hands are cold. Pike: Here, let me hold them. Una: My lips are cold too. Pike: covers Una's mouth with their hand

Una: When I said bring me something back from the beach I meant like a conch shell! Pike: Struggling to hold a seagull Fucking say that next time!

Pike: Can I ask a dumb question? Una: Better than anyone I know.

Pike: Where are you going? Una: To get MYSELF a gift cause somebody didn't get me one! Pike: I told you I did! Its coming here on Friday! Spock, knowing full well that Pike got Una an engagement ring: *eating popcorn*

(AOT) Annie: Have I ever told you that you cook well? Armin: Awww, no, you haven't! Annie: So why do you keep cooking?

Armin: Why are you late? Annie: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness. Armin: Overslept? Annie: Overslept.

Reiner: *double checking supplies in the boat* Compass. CB radio. Sunscreen. Bertolt: Hot dog costumes! Reiner: I’m sorry, what? Bertolt: You know, in case we get lost at sea, and one of us, probably Annie, goes mad with hunger, we’ll put these on. Annie hates hot dogs, so they probably won’t eat us. Reiner: Are you saying that Annie would rather eat us than hot dogs? Annie: I do hate hot dogs.

Annie: Okay, can we all stop saying stupid shit for a moment, please?! Bertolt: Alright. Reiner: Hey, I- Annie: SHUT UP! Reiner: I HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED MY SENTENCE!! Bertolt: It was bound to be stupid.

Armin: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Annie: I wrote you a poem. Armin, already crying: You did?

Annie: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you… Armin: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

*Something crashes* Reiner: Shoot- Bertolt: *running into the room in a panic* WHAT FELL?! Annie: *walking by the room calmly* What died?

Bertolt, Entering Reiner's room: Annie did it again. Reiner: Peace disturbance? Bertolt: What no- Reiner: Arson..? Bertolt: NO, JESUS CHRIST, HOW MANY- Reiner: uh....Attempted murder? Bertolt: NO, THEY ATE ALL THE FOOD IN THE FRIDGE, BUT WHAT THE FU-

Eren: Onion rings are vegetable donuts. Mikasa, used to Eren being dumb: Sure... Eren: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed. Mikasa: Okay? Eren: Lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake. Mikasa: Eren: Lobsters are mermaid scorpio- Mikasa: Jesus, that one is a little- Armin, interested: No, no, Eren, keep going.

Armin: What are you writing? Eren: The government wants to know what kind of weapons we have in the house. I'm letting them know it's private information. Mikasa, looking over Eren's shoulder: This just says 'fuck around and find out' in calligraphy.

Armin: Guys where did Eren go? Mikasa: They got arrested. Armin: How the hell- Eren: *bursts in through the window* The cops are after me, I thought it would be fun to steal crackers and throw them at people.

WIP from original content:

Robin: What’s the announcement, Hiroaki? Hiroaki: It’s a lecture. Nayeli’s gonna tell us everything they know about sex. Noam: It should be an enjoyable 60 seconds.

Noam: Oh god, they texted you ‘hi.’’ punctuation only means one thing, Nayeli. They're mad at you. Nayeli: No, it's Hiroaki. They're just being gramatically correct! *meanwhile* Hiroaki: And then I used a period so they'd know that I'm mad at them. Robin: A period doesn't say 'I'm mad', it says 'you're dead to me'. Hiroaki: I stand by my choice.

Hiroaki: Wake me up- Noam: Before you go go Robin: When September ends Nayeli: WAKE ME UP INSIDE

Noam: Where are your parents? Robin: What are parents? Noam: That’s just about the saddest thing I've ever heard.

Noam: I need a long word. Nayeli: T-rex but the long one.

Noam: GET BACK HERE YOU DUMB FUCK! Nayeli: LET ME RUN FROM THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY ACTIONS!

*Noam and Nayeli are in a car teetering on the edge of a cliff* Noam: oh my god, Nayeli, backwards! Nayeli: Really, Noam? I thought I might go forwards into the river, I thought that would be a fun thing to do.

(they're siblings) Charlene: I WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD FOR YOU! Archibald: Okay, can you do the dishes? Charlene: No!

Archibald, near tears: Please, Charlene, I don’t speak meme! I don't know what a 'yeet' is!

Zachary: Are you a cuddler? Esfir: I'm a machine of death and destruction. Zachary: Esfir: ...Yeah, I'm a cuddler.

Esfir: It's called cauliflower, not ghost broccoli. Zachary, eyes wide: I know what I saw.

Zachary: Here’s the cold medicine you asked for. Zachary: *dumps 3 shopping bags of wine on the table* Esfir: ...Thanks.

Noam: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us. Hiroaki: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

Hiroaki: Ugh, crushes are so dumb. Noam: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid. Hiroaki: But you’re always acting stupid? Noam: ... Noam: Yeah, don’t think about that too hard.

Noam, talking to Nayeli: Wait, what's going on? Are we all talking about how hot Hiroaki is? Because Hiroaki is a straight up sexual fox riding a red-hot nuclear bombshell right toward the yowza plaza in the heart of Babe City, Assachusetts, U S A. The last A just stands for more ass.

Hiroaki: I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for "tortilla" was once, and now I dream of kissing them under the moonlight. Noam: What kind of animal is the Pink Panther? Hiroaki, already taking off their clothes: God, Noam, you’re so fucking stupid.

Robin: I wish I could control wasps and bees to sting my enemies. Nayeli: You’re too young to have enemies. Robin: You don’t even know.

Nayeli: This is horrible! This is the most humiliating thing to ever happen to me! Noam: Oh-? Even more humiliating than- Nayeli: We are not doing this!

Robin, holding a scooter: Nayeli! Can I go outside and play with this? Nayeli: Sure, whatever. I'm not your parent, okay? Robin, running outside: Thanks Nayeli! Nayeli, running out after them and screaming: NOT ON THE STREET! STAY AWAY!

Nayeli: I am a responsible adult! Robin: *raises brow* Nayeli: I am an adult.

Hiroaki: So... what’s goin’ on? Noam: You want the long version or the short version? Hiroaki, hesitantly: The short one, I guess? Noam: Shit’s fucked. Hiroaki: Oh. Well, yeah, that’s definitely not an optimal situation.

#tag game #incorrect quotes #star trek #aot #original content #my ocs #i have to say that robin is mute and fourteen years old but she has the sass of a fifty years old #one day i'll talk more about my ocs #if that interest people #windy rambling #littlehaize #writeblr #writeblr tags

[ifvillainwhysexi]

OverNine incorrect Quotes part 2✨✨

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Nine: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

Overhaul : I wrote you a poem.

Nine, already crying: You did?

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Nine: We both look very handsome tonight.

Overhaul: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you."

Nine: I couldn't take that chance.

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Nine: Talk dirty to me, baby~

Overhaul : The dishes.

Nine: Wh-

Overhaul : They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

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*Nine is crying after a breakup*

Overhaul : There there, Nine.

Nine, still crying: Thanks, but how did you get into my room?

Overhaul : Great question—

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Eri, rushing into the room: It’s terrible, just terrible! I am so upset!

Nine: Eri, honey, sit down! Sweetheart, tell us all about it. Overhaul, would you get Eri some water?

Overhaul: What are they gonna do with water? Has water ever made you feel better when you were upset? Have you ever heard anyone say, “Thank God, the water’s here!”?

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Eri: Any questions?

Nine: Uh, yeah, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?

Eri: Uh, a plan, duh...

Overhaul: Nine, chill, I know it’s weird, but Eri has a point.

Nine:

Nine: THAT WAS LITERALLY A PONY DOODLE WITH A HAT!!

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Overhaul: How are we supposed to put a tracker the size of a penny on Nine without him noticing?

Eri: Hey, Nine, I bet you 5 bucks that you can't swallow this penny.

Nine: *takes and swallows tracker* Pay up, loser.

Overhaul: ...

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Nine: When Eri was born, the gods said, "She's too perfect for this world."

Overhaul: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

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Overhaul: I lost Eri.

Nine: How did you LOSE Eri?!

Overhaul: To be fair, she is very small.

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Eri: Is Overhaul always like this when he loses?

Nine: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 2015.

Overhaul: You bumped that table and you know it!

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Overhaul: When you work at lush and a customer comes in and bites the soap because they think it’s cheese... this happens way more frequently than you think.

Nine: If you stopped literally presenting soap as deli food this wouldn't happen.

Overhaul: Who goes into a bath store and thinks something covered in glitter is cheese?

Eri: Who goes to the store and just takes a bite from the cheese?

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Overhaul & Nine: Surprise! We're having a baby!

Eri: What?!

Overhaul & Nine: *pull out adoption papers* It's you!

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Nine: Eri, what do you have?

Eri: A KNIFE!

Nine: Okay, have fu-

Overhaul: NO!

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Eri: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter a.

Overhaul: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory.

Nine: Fuck you.

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Nine: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box.

Eri: Did Overhaul say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'?

Nine: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–

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Overhaul , struggling to keep upright in their 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me

Nine, pointing at them and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

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Also introducing the family dynamics

I keep finding more I am so sorry

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*The writer is looking for more incorrect quote generators*

Me: finds an ✨NSFW✨ prompt generator

Me grinning like the Cheshire cat: thank you gods of inspiration : ]

#overhaul #bnha #mha #overhaul bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #incorrect villain quotes #nine mha #nine and overhaul are beautiful men #chronostasis #eri my hero academia #eri mha #mha shie hassaikai #mha fanfiction #mha incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #incorrect shie hassaikai

[tfyouthinkiam505]

my red flags

(alot of these are from personal experience)

if they hate cats or really any animal (bugs not included). they can d i s l i k e an animal(except cats) but if they say they h a t e a certain animal? red flag (not including people with phobias of those animals unless theyre unwilling to try and work past them)

if theyre patriotic. i never trust someone with an American flag. 9/10 times, theyre a pos

if they have a mustache without a beard or a beard without a mustache. idk, jus gives me bad vibes. its like wearing only one sock.

if they drive a pickup truck. no explanation needed

if they wear those like, , razor sunglasses?? idk what theyre called n im too lazy to look them up. but theyre probably racist or homophobic n those sunglasses just look ugly as sin

hunters and fishermen. ive never met a hunter or fisherman that didnt make me feel uncomfortable or wasnt a horrible person

if they dont take proper care of any animals they have. shows you dont care about anyone or anything but yourself

people who only talk about getting high or being high or wanting to be high or are always high. i know you wont respond to any of my messages and will choose getting high over spending time with me in a heart beat and will only ever wanna hang out with me if its to smoke up together (from personal experience)

people who smoke cigarettes inside. its cooler and more aesthetically pleasing if you do it outside and it shows that you care about how your house may smell to guests and/or you care about the health of any pets you have in the house

people with big families. you prob have no sense of personal space n think you have a right to anything and everything (personal experience)

people who are really close to their family. i hate my family and will be sad and jealous and ik you wont understand that and will think im just weird and your parents will be too friendly to me n ill prob cry. youll always want to be over there and spend every holiday there and get mad at me when i ask if we can spend the holidays with my family (also from personal experience)

last two combined. i have social anxiety. so no, i dont want to go to your family dinner and meet your 5 sisters, 3 brothers, 7 nieces n nephews, 8 cousins, all your aunts n uncles, parents, and grand parents and great grand parents. especially if its the first time theyre meeting me cause i dont wanna be the center of attention (again, personal experience. "dw, itll just be a small family gathering". bitch, there were near 100 people there wtf. n he had to go around n introduce me to as many people as possible)

people who are overly vocal about their relationship. again, anxious. im a very reserved person. i dont want all your friends and family to know about me and what we do together. i dont wanna be put on blast 24/7.

people with a very strong social media presence. kina pairs in with the last one. cause ik youre gonna post about me and tell everyone about me and the things we do. i want my relationships to be between me and my partner. they can know basic shit about me but i dont like knowing someones talking about me without knowing exactly what theyre saying

last two combined. ik youre gonna end up hating me and think im embarrassed to be with you or whatever just cause i dont post about you or pictures of you 24/7 or tell all my friends and family everything there is to know about you (personal experience)

adult virgins who are embarrassed about being virgins cause they think it makes them a lesser person. ik they dont want anything from me other than to use my body so they can accomplish some stupid goal within themselves. homie, if it means that much to you, hit up a sex worker. (personal experience)

only childs. ik youre spoiled n are use to getting just about whatever you want n think the world revolves around you (personal experience)

middle and upper class people. youre not gonna put thought or effort into anything during the holidays n just get something expensive. OR youre gonna put 0 thought n effort into something n just get the cheapest thing possible n expect me to give more than you. this also includes things like love and emotional support. ik youre gonna expect everything from me n not give anything in return

people who suck at taking pictures of themselves. you dont care enough

people who are too good at taking pictures of themselves. youre full of yourself

people who are always taking pictures of themselves. youre also full of yourself

people who only have professionally taken photos of themselves. who tf do you think you are???

people who only post pictures and videos of themselves at parties and clubs and cafes n shit. we get it, youre living a happy and fulfilling life. stfu, i wanna see pictures of you just laying in bed or doing normal every day shit

people who fit perfectly into stereotypes. actual text book definitions come to life. get away from me

basic ones, people who support trump, the military, and/or police officers. i dont wanna be within 30 feet of you, 100ft if theres no people around.

anither basic one. people who think the US is the best country. youre actually delusional n you definitely ignore any problems even if theyre right in front of you. youre gonna blame everyone but yourself for any problems you caused. youre also entitled af

thats all i got off the top of my head so far

[wuahae]

STOPPPP AND THE WHOLE KYUNGSOO IS A DEMON AGENDA LIKE??? omg and pathetic loser men 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 juyeon seems so stoic at first !! he gave me very much serious vibes. but sunwoo……i just had that gut feeling that he was a loser 😭 AND STOP THE WAY UR ABT GET INTO TBZ LIKEEEEEEUEUDHDNDNDJDJN they’re so ??://$&/&: like im kicking my feet. and as for my bias in svt i admit im a minwon loser 😵‍💫 but seokmin and chan are up there too ! tho vernon pushed me into them cuz i thought he looked like leonardo dicaprio 😔

do you remember that joke that was like … taehyung is baekhyun and daehyun’s son 😭 like i feel like everyone (at least internationally) were multifans NFBWJF oh how times have changed …. AND YES genuinely the boyz are just Some Guys /pos …..starts crying HDJFKSK but if you ever really want to get into them….. i smack my whiteboard filled with the Beginner Deobi Curriculum . i am Right Here 🫂🫂

the minwon bias is so so valid!! they are also in my bias line jfwbfkwkfk i actually used to be a seokmin girly back in 2015? 2016?? and chan is soooo …. recently he’s been on my radar as well like he is so interesting to me i need to pin him to a table and dissect his silly little brain (he is Just like me .) . the leo resemblance HAHAH like i used to be able to see it but now he just looks like himself to me idk 😭😭 ALSO ok i havent seen Anyone Else mention this but at certain angles and facial expressions he reminds me of ross lynch,,,, 😭 like especially during the black eye mv and sometimes when ross lynch moves his eyebrows in a certain way ,,,, please tell me i’m not the only one who sees it 😭

#q&a — cityexos

[dangermousie]

Hello !

I was wondering whether you could rate and tell us of your top 5 favourite webnovels/cnovels of all time ?! (Sorry if this has already been answered lol😅)

Thank you, stay safe and have a nice day🖤

Awww, thank you and that is such a lovely ask!!!

From n1 to n5, here they are (they happen to be all danmei.)

1. The Husky and His White Cat Shizun (2ha) - my n1 forever and ever.

Taxian Jun, the horrific cultivation emperor of the world who razed cities and destroyed sects, is surrounded on his mountain. The righteous sects are terrified to confront him but tired of living, Taxian Jun consumes poison and dies by suicide at the age of 32. And opens his eyes as 16 year old Mo Ran, Mo Ran long before he became Taxian Jun, Mo Ran who is excited at a chance to save the one person he loved and lost. Oh, and to deal with his loathed shizun, the unapproachable and strict Chu Wanning, his past life’s biggest enemy.

I have no idea if it’s objectively the best on this list but it hits every trope I love, its bleak worldview (the world will change only incrementally but that’s enough, average person will not appreciate the sacrifice but it’s still worthwhile, and love is worth everything) mirrors mine, and the sheer complexity of the plot and cascade of plot twists each of which is insane and yet completely logical, is amazing (this is a rare novel where it’s even more fun to reread than read for the first time because you keep seeing all the hints and trail crumbs laid out that you did not see the first time.)

And the characters!!! I mean, this novel has multiple universes/timelines, a side trip to the Underworld AND the demon realm, a plot more twisted than a store’s worth of pretzels and yet the thing that hits me the most are the characters. Mo Ran is my favorite web novel character of all time and I love Chu Wanning so. All the secondary characters are wonderfully written (and some of them made me bawl) and they are all complex. My opinion of all of them changed many times over; the novel doesn’t make it easy to love some of them but then you do and it’s so worthwhile! That slow change is one of the delights of the novel - I started out disliking the unpleasant, superior Chu Wanning and cruel, callow Mo Ran and then I loved them so so hard and cried for them so so hard and was in awe of their heroism and sacrifice and selflessness and capacity to love.

Oh, and the fact that this novel does something almost impossible - it has its protagonist start out as so clearly irredeemable and then slowly and painfully and thoroughly redeems him (without ever letting the reader forget what it is he needs redemption for.)

Also, for a novel that made me cry so hard I felt ill, this book is just so damn funny with the most sarcastic sense of humor imaginable (the serious angst doesn’t even kick in until 90+ chapters!)

Anyway I should stop or I will write a dissertation. But this is the one web novel that I would put in my top 5 not just web novels but any novels in any shape or form. The plentiful trigger warnings are there for a reason so stay away if they are an issue, but if not, if anyone hasn’t read it yet, what are you doing with your life?!

2. Stains of Filth (Yuwu) - another novel by the author of 2ha. Clearly she just pushes all my buttons every time. This one is much shorter and has a plot that is twisty but less twisty than 2ha. Still, all that means is that intensity and the pain are more concentrated.

Aristocratic Mo Xi and former slave Gu Mang were both legendary generals of the empire and lovers. But Gu Mang betrayed the country and switched to the enemy. Now he is back as a peace offering by that country and Mo Xi has to deal with the fact that his feelings are as strong as ever.

This novel!!! So much pain and intensity!!! So many amazing plot twists and supporting characters. The same bleak world view, the same unjust society, the same protagonists doing right things despite the cost. Mo Xi’s intensity and inability to let go (he’s imprinted on Gu Mang and that’s it) is romantic, bone-shakingly intense, and tragic all at once. And oh Gu Mang! So many times I just wanted to reach into the book physically to protect him. The novel deals with unjust societies, memory versus personality, what it’s like to be good in a bad universe etc. And it both made me sob and giggle, repeatedly, and sold me on literally death-defying (but not honor-defying!) love.

Oh, and special shout out to the fact that like 2ha, you may start out hating some characters and end up a rabid fangirl (cough Murong Lian!)

3. Qiang Jin Jiu - a dense political tome that takes a while to get going but then it’s a runaway train.

In a fictional dynasty, Shen Zechuan, the only remaining son of a disgraced aristocratic family and Xiao Chiye, the younger son of a family of generals guarding the border join forces (and then something else) to get power and pull down the dysfunctional system.

This is so elegant and smart (a rare web novel I’d recommend to anyone who just loves solid period fiction) and you probably need a notebook to keep track of the politics and military strategy. These characters are very very smart not just because the author says so.

As to the characters, there is a large cast and I love many of them, but for me the novel is made by Shen Zechuan and Xiao Chiye. SZC is gorgeous and delicate and icy and can kill you before you have time to blink. Saddled with the sins of the family he had no pleasant interaction with, he claws his way out of hell (seeing the sinkhole he was trapped in, literally as well) to take down those who wronged him but also to amass power so all the tragedy and corruption won’t happen again and the whole rotten system comes crashing down. XCY is a military genius who is trapped as a hostage in the capital because the court doesn’t trust his family. He longs to return to the plains of home and to take his rightful place. The two men start out as bitter enemies, then reluctant and sniping allies, then as friends and eventually as one of the most gorgeous, tender, swoony OTPs.

Anyway this is one is a bona fide masterpiece, equal parts smart and emotionally intense.

4. Wu Chang Jie - are you an emotional vampire? I am and this novel is a banquet.

In a highly fantastical setting, we meet our protagonists - the sunny Xie Bian and the intense and surly Fan Wushe. Xie Bian is a human who assists his master in conveying souls to the underworld and making sure no mishaps happen. Bian is concentrated sunshine in human form and to meet him is to love him. When the novel opens, his drunk master brings back another human to be his shidi and assist with duties - said human is uncommunicative, intense and surly Wushe. Bian is excited to have a shidi but little does he know that a story dealing with the horrors of past lifetime is about to start.

Anyway, why WCJ? So many reasons. It has such a dark bleak worldview - this world is a horrifying system where powerful cannibalize each other’s cores for an impossible chance to ascend, where gods have sealed off their realm and all that’s left is neverending human misery and hell (the only way you’d see a deity is if they’d been sent down to suffer over and over and over), where even reincarnation doesn’t fix things and bad acts are often unpunished. And the novel then asks - is it worth being a good person in such a world? More, is it worth being a good person in such a world when nothing good has ever happened to you and you have been repeatedly betrayed due to your goodness? And the answer, on Bian’s part, is an uncompromising yes.

Ah yes, the other reason to love this novel - the protagonists and their fucked up fucked up relationship. Bian (who was Prince Ziheng in the past life) is so genuinely good. But he is that rare thing - good but not saintly, noble but not cloying. So much of the novel is his getting taken apart over and over and barely able to put himself back together every time but his soul is still as amazing as ever.

And then there is Wushe (who was Prince Zixiao in past life, Ziheng’s not-bio-related brother.) Wushe is not a good person. He is a monster. And he loves Bian/Ziheng more than his life and his soul and the entire world but he’s also the one who hurt him more than anyone else ever could and did it over and over. His love survived a literal century of torture in the worst kind of hell and refused the usual memory loss of new life. But it also humiliated and broke Ziheng down to his constituent parts.

One of the things that is so fascinating to me about this novel is the question of what can be forgiven/what should be forgiven/what kind of expiation is enough/can you ever love someone who you loved so much and then he hurt you so badly and is now repentant? And it never sweeps trauma under the rug or hand waves it away but deals with it head on.

If you want healthy relationships, you should stay far away from this novel but if intense insane ones with a feral barely human one capable of destroying the world leashed by love and guilt to the sane deeply good one is your bag, come right in.

There is also the world building and the fact that yes, the big fall out between Ziheng x Zixiao is based on not knowing all the facts but it’s not “why can’t you talk?! This is dumb!” But is totally in keeping with both events and their characters. It’s reasonable for Ziheng to do what he does and for Zixiao to misunderstand and decide Ziheng is now his biggest enemy (but still one he’s fixated on) and for Ziheng to never be able to clarify.

Anyway, once again this is trigger warning central so please heed those, but if they are no issue, this one is wonderful.

5. OK, this is hard and switches between Sha Po Lang, Heaven Official’s Blessing and The Golden Stage depending on my mood. So what the hell, I am gonna write about all of them.

Sha Po Lang - so smart and so much clever world building. There is enough politicking to satisfy a Qiang Jin Jiu fan, it’s steampunk, and our two protagonists - Gu Yun, the empire’s most powerful general, who’s loyal to the empire despite being badly wronged by it, and Chang Geng, a cursed prince with barbarian blood and horrifying childhood - are wonderful separately and together. This is a huge slow burn but it’s totally worth it! They fall in love with each other’s hearts and brains and ability as much as anything. (Yes, this is the one with the yifu thing. Gu Yun is made Chang Geng’s foster father when he rescues him and brings him back to the capital as a way to keep CG safe in imperial strife. They are 12 and 19 at the time so clearly it’s never a parental relationship.)

Heaven Official’s Blessing (TCGF) - I love it’s sprawling narrative and cast, I love its inventive setting and picaresque story. It’s hilarious and can make me cry. But the novel’s place on this list is due to Xie Lian who is part Kenshin part drama WWX part pure goodness wrapped in heartbreak and trauma wrapped in sunshine.

The Golden Stage - two smart and principled (yes, they both have principles different though they may be) men navigate their arranged marriage, their past friendship and their past break up, become a super couple (one of the healthiest danmei couples I’ve ever read and proves healthy doesn’t have to be boring), save the country and bring down the emperor or two and just generally this is my rainy day book.

I guess I didn’t write as much for the three n5 candidates as I did for 1-4 but my brain is beginning to curdle so...

#cnovel #heaven official's blessing #2ha #yuwu #sha po lang #qiang jin jiu #wu chang jie #the golden stage #tcgf #asks

[misatheism]

Akuji, Valerius, and Volta as Incorrect Quotes

Note: Can you tell I'm in love with them? I reinstalled the game and everything.

Volta: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed.

Valerius:

Valerius: I'm gonna tell them.

Akuji: Don't you dare.

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Akuji: They made Volta cry!

Valerius: Volta always cries!

Volta: That's not true! *cries*

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Valerius: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Volta: I'm a knife.

Akuji, from across the room: They're the little spoon.

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Volta, about Akuji: They're covered in blood again. Why is it they're always covered in blood?

Valerius: Well, it looks like it's their own blood this time.

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akuji: We need a distraction.

valerius: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

volta, whispering: My time has come

-

akuji, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!

valerius, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids

volta: what the fuck are you guys doing?

akuji: playing systemic oppression

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akuji: If you had to choose between valerius and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?

volta: That depends, how much money are we taking about?

valerius: volta!

akuji: 63 cents.

volta: I'll take the money.

valerius: VOLTA!!!

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akuji: I told valerius their ears flush when they lie.

volta: Why?

akuji: Look.

akuji: Hey valerius! Do you love us?

valerius, covering their ears: No.

volta:

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akuji: Please bring home PURIFIED water with NO minerals added for taste

valerius: We got spring water

akuji: NO.

volta: with EXTRA minerals

valerius: it's like licking a stalagmite

akuji: DON'T COME HOME.

volta: Mmmmm cave water

-

akuji, barging in: Syphilis!

valerius:

akuji:

valerius: Pardon?

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valerius: How are we supposed to put a tracker the size of a penny on volta without them noticing?

akuji: Hey, volta, I bet you 5 bucks that you can't swallow this penny.

volta: *takes and swallows tracker* Pay up, loser.

valerius: ...

-

valerius: I'm not that stupid!

akuji: valerius, you literally ate the wax from a babybel.

valerius: VOLTA TOLD ME IT WAS EDIBLE!

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akuji: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you.

akuji: Ask me to kill for you.

volta: ...First of all, calm down-

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valerius: Now, the recipe calls for 2 shots of vodka.

valerius: *upends the bottle*

(^^ WHY IS THIS SO IN CHARACTER I NEARLY SCREAMED)

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valerius: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

akuji: I wrote you a poem.

valerius, already crying: You did?

#valerius the arcana #consul valerius #valerius #volta the arcana #procurator volta #volta #the arcana #pdb gushes: volta! #pdb gushes: valerius! #pdb s/i: akuji!!! #selfship tag

[dreamsclock]

Tommy is an administrator now.

(a submission fic !! read under the cut !!)

He is a administrator and he has created this world for his family, for himself. He can feel the world's love for him and Tommy loves his world just as much. We would die for you, we would kill for you, the world tells him. Tommy is a administrator and wonders if this is how Dream felt, wonders if his world had also promised him the same.

Don't do it, Tommy tells the world, live and be happy and don't hurt anyone unless you have no other choice. And, he adds, remind me of this if you ever think I'm breaking this promise.

(Dream whispers to his world, I want you to live, I want this to be my family's home. Dream screams to his world, his voice shattered after weeks (months?) in prison, please don't retaliate against them. Dream pleads to his world, feeling his connection breaking and the Void calling him, please survive in my place, please find healing.

And the world complies, survives but half hearted and roaring with rage and hate and love and sadness. When the mourning is over, the world will begin to heal and welcome new inhabitants with open arms. And maybe, just maybe, it will open its heart to a new administrator. But it will be a long time before that and, for now, he will be merciless to the people who killed his child.)

Tommy and his world weep the night they promise this to each other. Tommy will never forgive Dream, but he thinks he understands him a little more now than he did before.

(I used a translator for this so I'm sorry for any mistakes)

SPARROW'S COMMENTS!! -- op ??? what the HELL /pos this is amazing MAN stuff like this always makes me tear up - admin c!tommy gives the perfect opportunity in the admin au for him to understand c!dream (understand, not forgive, like you said) and to experience growth and it's such an interesting tragic concept for c!diskduo :') genuinely love this so much, gonna reread this and cry several times now !!!! :DDD

#tw death #> my submissions !! #> diskduo #> writing !!

[jadelynlace]

something of madness for the widow / Modern Vikings AU [Ivar x Reader], prologue

synopsis: You are brave. You are cunning. You are brutal. You are restless. And you are hunting them.

author’s note: refer to this post, your honor, when I go insane and finally snap because I have too many things in progress. details at the end of the post to clear up any confusion. please note that Ivar’s canon brittle bones do not exist in this universe. I have other pain to make up for it. I mean, what?

content warnings: mentions of mafia-style business, weaponry use & references, language, drug use & reference, sexual / adult themes.

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“How about a favor, for an old friend?”

“I am neither old, or your friend, Ragnar. The answer is no,” 

“I have intel on the Galvanic Couple,”

“Does Aslaug still like sweet wine with her dinner?”

“The sky is still blue, dear,”

The pale beauty on the other side of the door had a face that dug into your heart. Blue silk for eyes that hardened like a metal cross with a growl hinted in his speech at his confusion for your sudden arrival. Ragnar promised himself once more that he had “forgotten” the silent promise that he was not to contact you. Certain unanswerable questions had spent too much time forming in his mind, questions you wanted answered just as quickly. But this man with chestnut locks of pulled back hair knew nothing of the hidden crudeness you had sailed upon. 

Your lover turned up dead, lone bullet casing and hair mangled with blood and regrets. Copper polished steel with the whispers of a fake apology for the loss of your husband. But the couple never killed with their own hands; they covered his head with screams and terror and gave him one simple solution to their torture; and you were holding it between your fingers. It was the only reason you are determined to destroy their project, one beautiful blood bath at a time.

“Allow my condolences, once more. Your husband was a good man,” Ragnar started.

“Save it,” You spit quickly. “You have intel, and I want to hear it, we’re not here to shoot the breeze and catch up Ragnar,” Ragnar offered an annoyed sigh, setting his glass down against stained wood grain. A mahogany desk top that you knew was built by the same hands who had supplied some of the best weaponry you had used to date.

“I have intel, yes.” Ragnar spoke, leveling eyes with yours as you took the moment to drown the remains of the amber liquid from your glass. A sting down into your throat. “Quid pro-quo, dear. I’ll tell you something if you tell me,”

“I’m still waiting,” You argue, straightening up your frame as you level a stare against his.

“Can you move ice?” 

“Is that a fucking joke? You know I can move ice—is business that bad for you Ragnar?” You ask but the snicker behind you calls for you immediate attention. 

“Have you met my youngest?” Ragnar says, hand outstretched to his son as he comes through into the locked vicinity of spoken crime. The other man offered you a look, one silent nod in approval—or appreciation, you negated to really care which. “Listen, you work with me for these next few months, and you will get that intel,” He sings, the music floating into your ears as the thought turns over through your head, rolling around the musical notes and the lyrics to his speech. It blindsides you, loudness covering your common sense but in the moment you’re too lost, but too caught up to really care. You want to stamp your signature on the death certificate of that company if it took your own life in the process. Not through one loud bang, or one swish of a blade, but rather one scream at a time. “What do you say?” Ragnar asks, knuckles mingling together as he he folds his hands against his desk. 

“You cover it all—every expense,” And you know with your barter you have this man locked back around your finger. 

“Let me introduce you to your team,” Ragnar says as he stands. His kingdom is a large mansion, labyrinth of halls and twists and turns of marble, gold and well earned, well spent money. There are words he’s speaking to you, stories of golf games and coastal vacations that you couldn’t give less care about if you harbored every angry cell in your entire body. Blue eyes are trailing on your back as if they each hold the red glow of a scope, ready to fire by one small clench of his jaw. His steps ebb and flow, closer to you and then slip back a few feet, silently sizing you up from where you stalk in front of him.

“Excuse me,” You say suddenly at the halt of your feet. “I am trying my best to be polite, but if you move any closer to me, I will tear you apart,” comes your speech through crimson stained lips while those azure orbs take to watching you. Void of all emotion, eyes that look as dead as the stars in the sky take to haunting your own vision as he remains silent. You nod once for his unspoken understanding, still in your same spot as the two of you make no hurry to move in either regard.

“Save the pissing match,” Ragnar calls from the end of the hallway. “You two won’t be able to kill one another,” But those words do peak a sort of petty interest in your mind, this mute solider behind you that seems to be of such a prize to his father. You longed to see him in the field, ruthlessness pouring from each pore like sweat would, pulling men apart and yelling in victory through an estranged war cry. Something about how he towered above you, build sturdy like stone and expressionless, sparked your mind back to your late husband. You wondered if these blue eyes ever melted into a smile. Or if every emotion was boxed away out of spite. He waited for you to lead, resuming the steps and catching up to where Ragnar had stopped: double doors to a room already loud with the sounds of recreation. “My boys like to relax in here, before they return to the real world,” Ragnar says, opening the door. He flicks the lights several times, like a professor trying to wrangle a classroom of unruly, immature students, and each face, all eyes, snap to where you stand with their father. Ragnar takes to stalking into the room, peering around what these men have been up to in their cooling down. “Iron,” Ragnar starts, tapping the shoulder of his eldest son, “Titanium,” He then said, tapping his second born, “Gold, and Mercury,” He spoke, a hand on each of the next two boys. “And that is your partner, Lithium,” And his hand was outstretched back to that man who wore a glare better than you did, cold blue eyes that looked no different. And you knew right then, being at the center of this man’s attention was a very dangerous place to be. “This, boys, is Polonuim,”

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undercover name references for anyone who is not a science nerd, like me, eldest to youngest in this AU: 

Fe (Iron): Bjorn, based on the ironside nickname

Ti (Titanium): Ubbe, low density & high strength

Au (Gold): Sigurd, least reactive

Hg (Mercury): Hvitserk, silent killer

Li (Lithium): Ivar, highly reactive

Po (polonium): Reader, 250-thousand times more toxic than cyanide

Galvanic Couple: in a galvanic couple, the more active metal (the anode) corrodes at an accelerated rate and the more noble metal (the cathode) corrodes at a slower rate. the anode: a human’s body. the cathode: a human’s mind.

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[shiinayumi]

I'm back with another unpopular opinion! This is a rant so like..it's long I guess. I am Jewish and also for what it's worth Native American so I have two majors parts of who I am that have faced or continue to face genocidal actions. And I am begging people, Stop. Saying. Attack. On. Titan. Is. Antisemitic. It's not antisemitic or supporting fascism. I can't believe I have to explain this but here we are. Most people who make this claim or support it haven't read the manga which just finished like 2 months ago, and only rely on bad summary or little snippets of shit and all of this started from one person here on tumblr who apparently isn't even Jewish that made the claim it's antisemitic and it blew up and continues to do so. Stop it. I'm not going into full details because plenty of other more eloquent people than me have and shocker, a lot of them are Jewish too. Go to Google, look it up and look on YouTube. Polygon picked the shit up and ran with it for clicks and it hasn't died since. Plenty of other Jewish people have tried to bring this up to be ignored and the other Jews I've seen go along with this idea haven't even friggen read it or not the whole thing. You find out any instance of Marleyns saying the Eldians are responsible for bad things is *gasp* propaganda! Amazing. The story is complex as shit and Isayama shows bad things to get people to understand, war and genocide no matter the reason is fucking bad, Eran is a bad person people admit he's a mentally disturbed pos in the end of the fucking story etc. This isn't a story you can just look at with broadstrokes and hope to completely understand it. It requires understanding of nuance and critical thinking. There are a lot of red herrings and fake outs in the story and a lot of that comes off as attempts to show the story as being like people and people at war, which is that we're super fucking complex and war fucks all of us up. The story has a large overarching message of anti fascism and the actual heros are the "Jews" in the story.

Since it ended I have read through the God damn thing 3 times to make sure of my stances here because hey we all miss shit. It hasn't changed. Also please don't do the "but Jewish caricature Titan cause big nose!" Yea a couple have big noses, becoming a Titan fucks up your body in weird ass ways, so all ways are ok AS LONG AS THE NOSE ISNT TOUCHED? That's ridiculous. Everything else on their body can because weird as fuck except the nose because otherwise Isayama is CLEARLY shitting on us Jews 🙄. Also I stg if anyone calls me a bootlicker or self hating Jew I will reach through the computer and throw moldy Matza at you.

This is a case of people wanting to be the most woke and "helping" minorities that yall are causing more damage than anything. Most people I see lifting this are usually not raising up anything else antisemitic, just this because it's easy and that is performative allyship. This is a hard truth that I had to learn and so do other people, and yall need to hear this, performative alleyship hurts us. Latching yourself onto false shit without thinking hurts us. We don't want it. Latching onto and spreading information without actually looking into things or asking more informed Jewish people, as an example, hurts us. Ignoring us who've read the shit and are trying to tell you that it's wrong hurts us. You're basically crying wolf about a topic but people don't see you crying wolf, they assume us Jews are doing it, and when something actually antisemitic comes up (or any other form of racism for that matter) people fucking ignore us because of this. If you aren't Jewish and you see shit that says it's antisemitic, listen to it, but be willing to listen to all Jews, and unless we ask you to lift us ourselves, stay out of it and stay in your lane. Helping minorities doesn't mean getting out in front of us and speaking OVER us, it means making other listen to US OURSELVES, including you listening to us.

Isayama was also accused of other horrible shit largley starting because someone found a Twitter, assumed it was his with no proof and no real name attachment and because of all of this? He's received horrible death threats and other threats of violence for shit that isn't true and because people jumped the gun.

Too my fellow Jews, I understand why it's scary to see and hear that something is awful and I don't blame you for not reading it because why would we be want to read something and force ourselves too look at a work of fiction that so closely resembles our past, but I am begging you to not listen to random people on the internet spreading false narratives. It's hurting us. This hurts us in so many ways. I'm not asking you to read the manga or watch the anime, I'm just asking that you look at perspectives of other Jews, those of us who have read the material, and our concerns with spreading false narratives of antisemitism, a narrative that I have seen many actual antisemitics latch onto to use against us largley in the way of Jews "being too sensitive and full of shit and we're trying to censor the world blah blah fucking blah".

Please, going forward think critically about the claims you see online. Where are they coming from? Who's saying them? What other motives could they have for doing a thing? Not all motives are pure and in the spirit of raising awareness of actual issues of things like racism and antisemitism, but are to get more sales or views or followers etc. Stop assuming everything you see online to be the gospel truth and that everyone has good intentions. Research research research.

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[kinsey3furry300]

5 ships I hate, why I hate them, how to (kinda) fix them, the better ships you should be doing in that universe, and why you should ignore me and keep writing them if it makes you happy.

Note: this is done for amusement, please don’t be offended; I’m not attacking your ship, I’m just listing some ships I do not always care for, and how I think they could be improved, and maybe made brilliant, by clever writing.

In no particular order, and focusing on ships that often annoy me, with no attempt by me to say anything meaningful or popular about the current state of any particular fandom. I’m also a firm believer in the idea that there’s no such thing as a bad ship, only a badly executed ship, so my objections to these is less a dislike of shipping, or the paring, and more that they raise writing issues that I think are difficult to fix in a satisfying way. That’s why in a lot of the examples below I prefer AU ships to ones that try to messily work it into the cannon. Anyway, enjoy... I guess?

 Marco x / anyone (Animorphs)

Why I hate it: Animrophs is an intensely character-driven story, where the tension of each book comes from the conflicts, external and internal, that the five Animrophs (and Ax) face during a long, hard, traumatic war.  And while several of the character are paired off romantically, it’s always to emphasise character conflict over their different points of view. Jake and Cassie are a pair because Jake’s struggle with having to make hard, grey, morally ambiguous choices as leader is highlighted by Cassie’s burning need to make the right choice, the lesser evil, the choice that leaves some small shred of humanity and dignity and kindness left in this bleak world. Tobias and Rachel are a pair as their arcs deal with literal and figurative loss of humanity, as the slow accumulation of trauma over time turns these happy(ish), normal kids into psychologically ruined husks of their former selves and destroys them slowly, one fight at a time.

Marco’s arc, isn’t about either of these things: Marco’s arc, is about the bright, clear line between A and B, between problem and solution. Marco is a utilitarian, a pragmatist: his concern isn’t the burden of leadership, or the cost of the decision, but about how to put that all aside and make hard decisions that actually work regardless of cost. It’s not about what to do, the path is obvious: the bright, clear line of ruthless logic, but how to do it. His match, his counterpoint, the other character who’s all about the logic of taking awful decision in a way that actually works for the team, and his foil, his female counterpart in this, is not a romantic partner, but his mother: Visser one, making the exact same hard, difficulty ruthless decisions using logic and maths, but for the other side of this war. A romantic paring gets in the way of this arc because a partner doesn’t help him with that bright, clear line, and worse, any attempt to pair him of with either Rachel or Cassie breaks up not only a cannon paring, but their respective character arc.

How to (kinda) fix this: Marco’s arc is, at the end of the day, a trolly problem. So make sure whoever you ship him with is one of the people tied to the tracks. Introduce a character he crushes on, and then in the second act reveal that they are either a Controller, or in the family of a Controller or the proximity of the target of their next mission in a way that will make them collateral damage ,and let Marco struggle with what happens when that bright, clear logical line from A to B cuts through someone he actually loves; you know, like it did with his mother. See, even trying to fix this ship is weirdly Freudian.

The far better ship you should be doing: Ax x / EVERYONE. Ax in human form is described as a worryingly pretty, worryingly androgynous male of indeterminate race. He is a literally Bishonen alien hedonist with no familiarity with human senses, poor impulse control in human form, and no knowledge or understanding of human courtship rituals, and he can shape-shift, including into other members of the core team if needed to compel a mission, he calls Jake his prince,  and he is incredibly close to Tobias, the lonely outcast woobie that the LGBT fans adopted as their poster boy. Come on, the potential for shipping, both with wacky hijinks and sad, tragic star-crossed lovers’ trope is endless. Every line dedicated to Marco shipping is a line of text that could be dedicated to Ax trying to eat a Cinnabon erotically on his first date as a human and hulking out mid way because he forgot just how good they are. What could be better than him leaning into to erotically kiss a team-mate, and then fucking up due to his failure to understand human mouths, making weird mouth sounds, and then licking crumbs of the table in the middle of the mall, in front of the entire school, while his crush awkwardly tried to pretend this is normal? What’s wrong with you Marco-shipper people, do you hate fun?

 Riz/Tem (beastars) Why I hate this ship: Okay, just to quickly ask a question, to people who un-ironically like this as a serious ship and not a dark joke, just one little question: What’s wrong with you? I mean,are you okay? Keep taking the meds: the show is VERY clear on that point.

It’s like those people who say Joker X Harley Quinn is their ideal dark, edgy relationship: no it’s not, it’s abusive! Morticia x Gomez is dark and cool but CONSENTUAL and HEALTHY. This… this is a deeply imbalanced person murdering someone and telling themselves after that fact it was special and rare and magical. ITS HOMICIDE! And even if you write that out (and you shouldn’t, because that changes the character arc of every other major character) it’s still got more red flags that a soviet military parade. This is the botulinum of a toxic, one-sided teenage infatuation. Riz’s entire arc is about how he projects his thoughts and feelings about himself onto this idealised, made-up version of his and Tem’s relationship which, from Tem’s point of view, never existed. Riz never loved Tem: he loved the idea of Tem, the idea that someone would see the real him, see his inner pain and accept him anyway, but he never once told Tem this. He didn’t warn him “Hey, because of you I don’t feel I need my meds any more, do you mind if I try not taking them and we can meet and talk about this in a safe, well-lit pace?” He’s not honest with Tem, and on top of that It doesn’t make sense from the point of view of either of the characters for them to be actually, romantically in love (although  they were clearly close friends), because it undermines and cheepens Riz desire to just be seen and accepted for his real self, and the cannon Tem X Els ship. It also doesn’t make sense from a story point of view: Riz is a shadow archetype for Legosi. He’s what Legosi would have become if someone hadn’t interrupted his attack on Haru. That’s why Legosi needs to beat Riz with his own hands: because then he’s beating the darker version of himself he’s been carrying with him, and he can finally move on with Haru guilt-free. Having Riz and Tem’s relationship actually be what Riz imagined it to be undoes that. It undoes Riz’s interesting, dark inner struggle between truth and fantasy, it turns Tem’s tragic, unsolved murder that sets the entire story in motion into a just sort of weird Romeo-and Juliet suicide. It’s ruins the character arc not only for Riz, but for Legosi, and also, by extension, Louis and Haru, because Legosi’s internal angst over whether or not herbivores and carnivores can have a relationship as true friends needs this example of a tragic, flawed, toxic, failed friendship to bounce off of.

How it could (sort of) work: an AU where Riz’s attack on Tem is interrupted and Tem lives with a slight arm injury, and doesn’t tell anyone out of his complex feelings for Riz. Meanwhile, that bunny girl from the gardening club had been brutally devoured and Rz and/or Tem are so horrified with how close this was to their own near-miss, they start to investigate the murder, and in doing so get caught up in Louis’ inner struggle. Because that’s how the story needs to work, it’s about duality and struggle: and if Riz takes Legosi’s role, and by dating a herbivore he de facto takes the role, so Legosi must take Riz’s. This could be a great AU!

The better ship you should be doing: Pina/Riz (with a dash of Pina x Els), no, seriously, I’m not shitposting. You want to give Riz a redemption arc with a cute woolly boy? How about a story where Pina, out of a need for closure about at happened to him, starts to visit Riz in jail and they talk, mockingly at first, confrontational at first, but later Pina slowly becoming more fascinated in Riz and Tem’s life and asking Riz for more and more detail until they both bond over their shared traumatic experiences and their sense of loss for Tem’s senseless death, Tem’s unfished life casting a shadow over both off them. Eventually, the two of them find, from Legosi who still has the diary, that Tem had planned out an elaborate and beautiful first date with Els that he never got to take her on, and Riz, guilt ridden and sad than Tem never got this beautiful moment, decides to ask Pina take her on that date for Tem, with Riz coaching him by phone cyano-de-Bergerac style, Riz finally getting some closure that he helped one of Tem’s wishes come true and finally acknowledging to himself that Tem had a life and loves outside of him that were cut of short by his actions, and just crying over his lost friend, as Pina and Els slow-dance in Tem memory. Or if you just want to see Tem awkwardly date a carnivore boy from school, why not something less creepy and more wholesome and ship him with Jack? That would be cute AF, and more importantly, not romanticize brutal murder. Or an AU where everything is happy and nice, I’d argue at that it’s no longer Beastars at that point, but if it makes you happy, go for it. Let’s not shame anyone here.

 Snape X Lilly (Harry Potter)

Why I hate this ship: honestly, it’s not for the reason you think; I just like Snape too much as a tragic character, and making him in any way happy destroys his arc in my opinion.  The objection’s others have raised: that Snape acts in a worryingly possessive stalker-ish way towards Lilly, and that if Voldemort had gone for Nevil rather than Harry as a child Snape would have remained a loyal death eater, are true and I acknowledge them as having some validity, but that’s not why I can’t stand this ship. Snape is supposed to be a morally and emotionally complex, tragic figure. That “After all this time?” line was the best line in the Deathly Hallows.  Snape is supposed to show the equality destructive and redemptive power of  love. It’s sort of trinity: Lilly shows the pure power of true, unconditional love in her sacrifice to save Harry, Voldy shows what self-destruction and cruelty a life without understanding love leads to, and Snape sits somewhere in the middle: his one-sided  un-requited love being both the cause of his darkest, and his greatest actions. His curse, and his redemption, fall and rise. Making him happy messes that up.

How to (kinda) fix this ship: make them miserable. Make them fall for each-other only to be pulled apart by circumstance (you know, like they were in the darn original source material). You’re serious about making this a tragic, dark romance? Don’t ship them when they’re at school: Ship them during Voldemort’s rise to power, in the 80’s, after Lilly is married. Have the original Order of the Phoenix send her to meet with Snape and use their previous relation to try to milk some information out of him. Have her feel conflicted about it, have James furious about it, but have her do it anyway for the greater good. Have her meet up secretly with Snape who is angry and distrustful, knowing his must be a trap, and talk. Have the relationship slowly build over time against the backdrop of a cold-war spy thriller, as Lilly slowly realizes that she has some lingering feelings for Snape, but can’t reconcile them her loyalty to the order and her family. Make this a love story of conflicted feelings, divided loyalties, and spy-work against the background of drawing war-clouds. Have Snape offer to leave Voldemort, if she’ll leave the Order, and run away with him, but by that point she knows she’s pregnant and chooses to stay, out of loyalty even though she’s crushing on Snape. Have him show up at the rendezvous expecting for her to be there only for James to lead an Order Ambush, and a fight to ensure, on top of Tower Bridge in the howling wind and rain, Snape surviving but having his spirit crushed and fleeing before Lilly can tell him her true feelings. Make it big, and melodramatic, but above all, make it tragic.  Because that’s the only way Snape works as a character. Always.

The better ship you should be doing: Ginny X Nevil or Luna x Nevil: You want tragic lovers, at school, with divided loyalties, who never get together in the main cannon because a Potter ruins it and gets the girl? Ginny X Nevil. Write what was happening that final year Harry wasn’t at school when they took Dumbledore’s Army and make it work in earnest. Heck, you could even have Snape, as headmaster, hated by them but secretly trying to protect them as a secondary character to their secret, forbidden love. You don’t want to break up Harry X Ginny? Luna X Nevil is sweet and wholesome, but also tragic as they never get a chance, having their school life taken over by the horror of that final year and the need to fight for their very souls in a school run by Death Eaters and the trauma of the Battle of Hogwarts meaning that in order to put away the past and move on, they need to leave each other behind. Hell, do an AU where they canonically end up together, why not? They deserve happiness.

 Dean / Sam AKA Wincest (Supernatural)

Why I hate this ship: They’re brothers. The show even makes a joke about how squick this is. Several times.

How you could (sort of) fix this ship: You can’t: They’re brothers. The show even makes a joke about how squick this is. I guess a body-swap arc could fix this, as it’s less squicky if its just their bodies with someone else’s minds,  but seriously, the reasons why this shouldn’t exist are extensively covered in the show, and it was hilarious.  To be honest, I don’t hate this ship done as a joke, but I have seen some dark spots on the internet, and I can say with all honesty it’s not always treated as a joke. Some folks are really invested in this, and all I can ask is, is your home life okay?

Now, done as a joke, I’m 110% behind this. This is exactly the sort of insane wacky bullshit that makes for a good crack-fic. For example imagine that the supernatural threat of the week was book that made anything written in it come true, and the brothers are trying to find and destroy it, but they keep getting distracted by their burgeoning romantic feelings for each-other, and suddenly realise that the owner of the book is a fan on the in-universe novels, and writing slash-fic in the book. They need to find the writer before they make them do something they’ll both regret, but it’s just so distracting when Sam’s beautiful eyes are right there and- dammit, Sam, it’s happening again! Make Sam less concerned and even a little amused, with it, but make Dean hate what’s going on. Especially when the writer’s description suddenly makes Sam noticeably better hung that him. Make the villain turn out to be Becky from “Sympathy for the devil” and end with them trying to take the book away as she writes frantically to force them to do her bidding, and you’ve got yourself a good fic.

The better ship you should be doing: Cas/Sam or Cas/Dean or Cas/Sam AND Dean fic. Duh. Once again the show-runners beat the fans to the mark and pointed out that this is the best ship, and then they took it away just to fuck with us.

 Any Katniss ship that ignores her obsession with Emotional Security Logic. (The Hunger Games)

Why I hate these ships: Katniss is, briefly put, a mess before the books ever start, her father’s death and harsh upbringing have arguably given her PTSD before she ever volunteers for the reaping, and it doesn’t get better from there.  In psychology, Emotional Security Theory (EST) is a hypothesis that the heightened emotions surrounding repeated violent exposures leaves children vulnerable to dysregulated distress responses and eventual psychopathology, aka, why Kat be so messed up.  Her internal monologue makes the books completely clear that her choice in partners is not motivated by normal affections, but by deep, deep fear. A fear of loss, abandonment and death that leads her to make every decision about what minimises her, and her sister’s, exposure to potential physical and emotional harm. It’s frantic, fraught, cold survivalist thinking. And the other characters in the book notice and acknowledge it! “Which of us will she pick?” “She’ll pick whoever she can’t survive without.” Kat doesn’t like herself for it, but she does eventually admit to herself that she makes her decisions like this.

How do we fix this ship: Ship Kat with whoever you like, but give her a good reason to pick them: and in Kat’s mind “A good reason” is based on Emotional Security Logic, she needs to have a pressing reason why this ship makes her and her sister safer. Do that, and you’ve got yourself a good Katniss story. Don’t do that, and while you may or may not have a good story, the person staring in it isn’t Katniss Everdeen anymore.

The better ship you should be writing: Finick X Annie. Or, Haymitch prequel ships

FinAnn. This, this ship has some real potential to it, and is criminally underutilized. Finick and Annie’s relationship is one of the most tragic and romantic in the story, and has so much to offer. Or, if you want to have a hard-bitten character from district 12 struggling with trying to find love in the hellish combat of the games, do a prequel in which Haymitch finds love in the capitol during training, but loses then in the area and turns to drink as a result. Heck, you could even have some fun with this and turn it into a dark comedy, or a great tragic love story, whatever you like. It’s got potential, and his backstory is vague enough you could do a lot with it.

So, tell me below why I’m wrong, and have fun with your writing: just because I hate that ship doesn’t mean you should. Enjoy yourselves.

I’m off to write awful Ax/Pina/Luna Polyjuice’d into Nevil/Cas/Finick fiction set at an anime high-school that fights a magical war against other fictional schools, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me. BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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[angryschnauzer]

Superior Specimen - Chapter 8

Summary: One night when you are following the Archaeology tag on instagram you stumbled across a fun looking dig… and an even more interesting Paleontologist who soon follows you back. Over the following weeks you start chatting and a friendship soon grows.

Relationship: AU Henry Cavill x Female Reader (No race or body shape mentioned)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7

Warnings: Slow Burn, NSFW, 18+, Mutual Masturbation, Phone Sex, Drunken Piggy Back Rides, Oral Sex (Female Recieving), Drama, Theft, Amateur Heroics, Hospital Visit, Shower Sex, Oral Sex (Male Receiving), Blow Job, Fingering, Lavish lifestyle, Henry is loaded, The Shard, Expensive Gifts, Sixty nine, Unprotected Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Angst, Argument, Jealousy, Talk of car crashes, heroics, rough sex, use of safe words, Anal play,

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Chapter 8

 On the tube an old woman had offered you a tissue and had whispered quietly;

 “He’s not worth crying over my dear”

 You swallowed and smiled weakly at her;

 “Unfortunately he was… he was just an idiot too”

 “They all are my dear, they all are”

 She got off at the next stop, giving you a pat on the arm before leaving the carriage, leaving you ride the rest of the way to Fulham Broadway on your own.

 You were on autopilot when you arrived, walking through the small shopping mall that had grown around the tube station, grabbing a pair of overpriced knock-off designer sunglasses from the concession stand to hide your puffy and red eyes, swollen from crying. As you stood in the crowd at the lights to cross the road, a stream of Ambulances and Police cars screamed past, lights and sirens blasting, but it was London, every day there was a crisis or accident and you were used to them. 

 The walk to your flat was quick, just a few roads from the tube, and you were thankful you’d brought your small clutch bag from the hotel room that had your phone, wallet, and keys in. Once inside you pulled off your clothing, everything Henry had bought for you, tossing it into a heap on the floor before you climbed into bed and curled into a ball, sobbing into the pillow.

 -

 You woke to the sound of a metal on plastic crunch from the street outside, familiar with the sound and you knew it was vehicle vs wheelie bin, an all too familiar occurrence when collection day was on a Friday and people went out that night, so the street would still be littered with bins the following day. Staring up at the ceiling you heard the doorbell ring, glaring at the ceiling but refusing to move. You didn’t care if your bin that had ended up a casualty of a car not looking where it was going, so when the bell finally timed out you closed your eyes… only to be rudely disturbed by a loud knocking on the door a minute later, a muffled voice from the other side;

 “Princess… it’s me; Henry… please, just tell me you’re ok… I’ve got to know you’re ok…”

 You could feel your emotions rising within you; a heat, an anger, and as the knocking continued you grabbed the dressing gown hanging on the back of the door and was still tying it as you pulled the door open, but surprised to see state of Henry, his clothes a mess and his face blotchy;

 “What the hell happe…”

 Your words were cut short as he pulled you into his arms, hugging you tight;

 “You’re alright… my god, you’re ok…”

 “Henry, what is going on?”

 He let you go and started pacing;

 “I was an ass, I didn’t follow you, I was stupid… I tried calling you but you never picked up…”

 “I had it on silent… I didn’t want anyone to disturb our date”

 “And then the accident, I’d gone back to the hotel, I knew it was the closest tube to where we were...”

 “Accident?”

 “There was an accident, on the road outside the London Bridge Tube, a bus and council truck collided and ran into the queue… I stayed and helped the emergency services; I was trying to find you… but you weren’t there…”

 Your hand was over your mouth, tears pooling on your lashes as you looked at him, and realised he cared so much for you that he had literally pulled people out of the wreckage of an major accident because he thought he had lost you. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders you cradled the back of his head as he slumped to the floor, sobbing into your shoulder and the softness of your dressing gown. 

 Finally he pulled his head back, a weak smile on his face as he looked into your eyes, and you saw a different Henry, one that was fragile, one that needed you as much as you needed him.

 “C’mon, let me put the kettle on”

 -

 Sipping on sweet tea as you both sat at the kitchen table, dunking Digestive biscuits in the deep brown steaming mugs, you looked him up and down;

 “You are a mess”

 He glanced down and realised his shirt and jeans were covered in dirt, grime, and in some places blood;

 “You’re right” he paused before looking back to you; “Look, I’ve got a suggestion… pack a bag. Comfy clothing, overnight things. We’ll head back to the hotel and collect our things, then head back to my place. I’ll cook dinner and we can talk… ask all those things we’ve both wanted to ask since we met, yeah?”

 He looked at you like a hopeful puppy, his deep blue eyes watery where he feared you would say no, but as you nodded he let out the breath he had been holding, and a genuine smile spread over his face.

 -

 Henry opened the door to his place and stepped aside, letting you enter and look around as he shut the door, resting all the bags from the hotel room on the shiny white tiles that covered the floor. 

 “This is your place?”

 “It’s home for the next few months” he shut the door and wrapped his arm around you; “I gave up on having a permanent place about five years ago. I would always come back to a dust filled nightmare and a fridge that was a biohazard. I keep a PO box for any mail and a storage unit for my things that I don’t need when I’m away”

 You looked at him;

 “It sounds very… lonely…”

 He paused, considering your words;

 “I’ve never thought about it that way… but, you’re right” he wrapped his arms around you, his gaze intense; “I’m sorry I over-reacted earlier… about your flatmate. I was just… I don’t know, so focused I guess on this amazing thing we have now, and what we were talking about last night… how those I fall for push me away when I have to leave… I could only think ‘this guy will be around when I’m not’...”

 You reached up and cupped his cheek with your hand, realising in that moment that for all the bravado and confidence, beneath that Henry was just like you, like anyone else, and feared losing those he cared for;

 “I would wait… I will wait…”

 You pressed a kiss to his lips, and the pair of you just held each other for the longest time, before he pulled away;

 “What kind of host am I? I haven’t even offered you a cup of tea!”

 Laughing you followed him into the kitchen, looking around at the sparse worktops, all the cupboards pristine white. Even the appliances were just plain brushed aluminium. As the kettle bubbled away you pushed yourself up onto the central island, sitting on the marble countertop as you watched Henry move around the kitchen, opening the fridge and pulling out the carton of milk, sniffing it and cringing;

 “Okay, tea may be off the menu… the milk’s off”

 Pausing he opened the cupboard, shoulders slumping when he saw the empty tea caddy;

 “No tea either…”

 Leaning back you pulled your phone from your pocket and opened google maps;

 “This is Warwick Square, right?”

 “Yes”

 You pinched the screen and zoomed out, jumping off the counter;

 “C’mon, there’s a Tesco Express just around the corner”

 -

 Walking hand in hand around Pimlico with Henry, it dawned on you that you had never visited this part of London, the sights and sounds much like most of the city, but where each little borough had its own character. Once you reached the supermarket he grabbed a basket and picked up the few things he needed, before his hand hovered over the selection of biscuits;

 “Ok, make or break time to find out if we are truly compatible” his voice had an element of mischief in it as he spoke; “Milk or Dark Chocolate Digestives?”

 You looked at the selection before you set your hand down on the bright blue packet;

 “Trick question, we both know the true answer is Milk Chocolate Hobnobs”

 He laughed as you dropped the packet into the basket, wrapping his massive arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his chest;

 “I knew there was a reason I loved you” he turned to the row of refrigerators on the other side of the isle, unaware of what he’d said, and how your eyes were a little wider as you took in his admission; “Shall I make some burnt offerings for you tonight? I have somewhat limited culinary skills, but I can rustle up something with meat or fish…”

 Nodding you were still a little stunned, finally finding your voice;

 “Yeah, I’ll eat anything”

 He cocked an eyebrow and you playfully batted at his arm;

 “Oh shut up” you laughed

-

 Dinner had been nice. An easy dish of roasted pork, Henry had thrown in some potatoes and had let them roast with alongside, and a simple salad. The one thing he did have readily stocked in his place was alcohol, and between the two of you an entire bottle of vintage Pinot Noir had been sunk over the course of dinner, and as you watched him stack the dishwasher you spread out on the massive white sofa that dominated the open plan space. You couldn’t help yourself but you popped the button of your jeans, letting out a sigh of relief. 

 Checking your phone you reopened your roommates’ email and read it again, before hitting reply. You knew deep down you wouldn’t be able to get a mortgage, but asked that you be kept in the loop and would start looking for another place come Monday. Having hit send you saw another email, this time from your Manager, requesting that you attend a review on Monday morning;

 “Huh, so much for giving me a week off” you muttered to yourself, before looking up and seeing Henry approaching you, two full glasses of red wind in hand.

 “Everything ok?”

 Taking the glass you smiled;

 “Yeah, work want me to go in for a review on Monday morning”

 “Did they say what it was about?”

 “No, but I’m guessing ‘playing heroics and injuring yourself on the job isn’t in your job description, please don’t sue us’ is probably on the agenda”

 Settling next to you he rested a hand on your thigh, giving it a squeeze;

 “I’m sure you’re right” he sipped at the wine before setting it on the small table at the side; “Hey I meant to ask, does your roommate have an Instagram account or Facebook page?”

 “Yeah, I’ll pull it up. Its where he’s trying to do more serious photography”

 He nodded and tapped at his phone for a few seconds before setting it aside, raising his glass again and clinking it against yours;

 “Cheers”

 -

 By the time the last dregs of the 2nd bottle of wine were drained from your glasses you were drunk as skunks and just an amorous. You were draped over Henry’s lap, his hand was attempting to sneak under your t-shirt as you curled one hand in his hair, wrapping a deep brown strand around your finger as you kissed him lazily. When his hand finally found your breast you moaned at his touch, his lips brushing against your neck;

 “I think we should take this to the bedroom”

 You giggled;

 “With the amount of wine we’ve had? Can you still get it up?”

 He pushed his crotch up against you;

 “Princess I’m already ‘up’, now I need to be in, and I don’t care which hole, I just want to feel you around my dick as we have some nasty drunk sex”

 You attempted to slide off his lap and land on your feet, but what really happened was you tumbled into a heap on the soft white rug, one leg still on the sofa as the other hit the coffee table and your ass in the air;

 “Help!” you cried out, giggling as Henry stood and swayed, before wrapping his arm around your waist and carrying you under his arm to the bedroom like a misbehaving poodle in Harrods.

 He dropped you onto the bed and in the light from the lounge you watched as he yanked his t-shirt over his head, and started to unfasten his jeans, letting out a sigh of relief when the massive bulge in his boxers was allowed more room to grow. With a growl be bent over you and pulled your jeans down your legs, your panties following suit, before flipping you over so you were on your front. He went to reach for your ass but had forgotten his jeans were still around his thighs, and he proceeded to trip-tumble onto the bed beside you. You couldn’t help but to giggle into the soft duvet, and it earned you a single spank on your ass that make you squeal.

 Rolling onto your back you looked at Henry as he huffed and puffed to take his jeans and boxers off, and you spread your legs as your hands strayed to your pussy;

 “Are you doing to fuck me, or shall I just get myself started?” you said with more sass than needed, but it earned you a low groan and you could have sworn you heard seams ripping as he finally rid himself of his clothes.

 “Cheeky wench!” Henry pounced on you, pulling your top over your head before fumbling with your bra, finally getting you out of it as he flung it across the room and you heard it hit something in the darkness; “I’ll show you, gonna fuck you so good you’ll have to sit on a cushion when you go into work on Monday”

 He flipped you over and pulled your ass up, and you instinctively arched your back and bared yourself to him, prone and ready, begging for attention. You felt his hands smooth over your ass before dipping between your legs;

 “Already so wet for me, you need me to fuck this cunt Princess? Fill you up with my cum? Or should I cum over your beautiful tits, so you can watch me as I spray my load on you, huh?”

 He slid two fingers into your soaked hole, stretching you as his thumb found your clit and he rubbed harshly at it, the wine making him lose his finesse but up his pressure. When he pulled his fingers out you let out a needy whine, only to feel him press his dick against you, rutting into your crease and smearing your juices over himself. 

 The friction was delicious, and you found yourself pressing back and eager for more, earning a low chuckle to rumble up from Henry’s chest;

 “You like that Princess? Like me rubbing my dick against your asshole?”

 “Oh fuck… fuck… more…”

 You felt him spit on your ass as he lowered his dick and slowly but firmly filled your pussy. As you were getting used to be filled so deep you felt his thumb press against your asshole;

 “NERD!”

 Suddenly Henry stopped;

 “Princess?”

 You turned, looking over your shoulder;

 “Look Hen, I may be up for some anal play, but lube… you gotta use lube…”

 You saw him look back and forth between your ass and his bedside drawers, as if trying to work out whether to forget the ass play and just fuck your pussy, or to give up your pussy for just a few seconds and get the lube. In the end the lube won, and he quickly slid out of you, leaning across the bed and yanking the drawer open, before pulling out a small bottle of Durex Lube. You saw it and grinned;

 “Ooh nice one. Make sure there’s enough for a tit-wank in the morning”

 Henry paused and looked at you, and you could almost see his brain short circuiting at what you’d said as it fought through the wine haze;

 “Fuck, if I didn’t want to fuck you doggy style quite so much I’d say let’s do that now…”

 He settled behind you and rammed his dick straight back into you, making you squeal as he filled you. You heard the quiet squeeze of the pump on the bottle before the cool gel fell on the crease of your ass and his fingers started to massage against your back door. He ran his finger around and around your brown rose, and you could feel yourself relaxing and trying to push back to get him to go further, making you whine;

 “Please Hen… do something…”

 He ran his thumb over your asshole and rested it on it before finally pushing in, holding the digit inside just up to the first knuckle, and that’s when he started to move in your pussy.

 “So. Fucking. Good. My dirty little Princess…”

 You whined for more, for him to go harder, deeper, and he did so with glee;

 “You want more? Fuck yes, take my dick, can feel your insides parting for me, you like my thumb in your ass? Like being double stuffed?”

 “Fuck…” your head was swimming, your chest resting against the bed as you snuck your hand between your legs and started to strum at your clit, urging your orgasm on as Henry turned into a feral beast behind you, fucking you raw and dirty, you pushing back for each thrust to feel him deeper and split you wider.

 Your orgasm happened without warning, screaming out his name as you came so hard he was sure if he hadn’t pulled his thumb out your muscles would have broken the bones in it. Your knees gave way and you slumped down onto the bed, Henry still deep inside you, fucking you as you lay spent on the bed;

 “So close… almost there…

 “Cum on my ass Hen…” you muttered as he railed into you, and you heard a groan as he pulled out of you, seconds later the splash of his hot seed landing on your naked ass, back and thighs.

 For a moment everything went quiet before you felt him wiping his cum from you, and he moved you in the bed until you were curled up in his arms, the little spoon to his big;

 “You’re fucking amazing Princess, I fucking love you so much” he slurred, before the two of you feel asleep in drunken stupors.

Chapter 9 >>>

#henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill smut #henry cavill x you #henry cavill au

[daimonhalos]

Aight this is the second time I watch it but I'm gonna do a commentary on the latest bad's lore stream! Just for funsies, I might have honestly already forgotten some stuff so I wanna keep my thought process :3 let's go, commentary under the cut.

There's also some small theories/analysis in some points but nothing too much, just me rambling cause pain.

The pre stream song. Faster and Bad never change please.

I love so so so much the ominous soundtracks he puts as background for lore man it's just so coooool.

Reality check pre/post lore my beloved 💜

that little meh eh eh. is everything

he's just on a boat at night and but can already see he's got shaders on, this means PRETTY VISUALS AHEAD. Also i really like bits beginning with the character alone heading towards their destined direction, it's just pleasing

HIM TAKING DOWN ANTI EGG POSTERS. KING SHIT

Can't believe I got to hear "muffinhead" in lore voice.

Not even inside the room and HOLY SHIT they covered it all with the red bricks block IM AAAAH IT'S SO PRETTY. Like before the vines were all put at random but now they're neatly placed and it's actually aesthetically pleasing? I love it

DANCEFLOOR DANCEFLOOR DANCEFLOOR

The table. is . so. is so . it's so prebby,,, help like i'd live there man

Bad being overwhelmed by the egg's voice and lowkey scared. FINE IM FINE

No other choice. And the way he repeated it like a mantra? Kind of like to convince himself? AHHH

SKEPPY. SKEPP

small,, small egg staircase

haha fuckign pain. p a i n. just pain it sounds a lot like Skeppy before actually stayed with Bad cause it annoyed him how much he wanted to hang out like old times,,,,, my heart pangs

IM JUST WORRIED ABOUT YOU

I CARE ABOUT YOU *passes out*

bad scared the egg is skeppy's bff now /j (have to joke through the pain,,)

BADBOY i swear to god he knows his audience. he just does.

Bad doing whatever he can to even just hang out a few minutes with skeppy. Bro, the tears inside

"I'm comfortable right here." "Skeppy I know you are-" THE WAY BAD'S VOICE BROKE HERE HOLY SHIT LEMME CLIP IT.

He talks to chat. HE TALKS TO CHAT THIS MEANS WE ARE CANON THUS we are either little angels or demons around him or a mix or, we're particles that make up Rat ♥

"All of this is for him" okay stab me next time it'll hurt less

BADBOY STARTING TO BE CONFLICTED BECAUSE HE NEVER HAS A FUCKING BREAK

s- w- skeppy kept the egg alive? okay so ive been thinking about the fact that skeppy became completely red and like wow what if it kinda is that hes literally become a small part of Egg? like, i wonder if someone breaks it, if he feels pain

Skeppy so dry with his responses. stop i will cry

bad. bad why are you bringing up selfies to a lore stream bad-

"why are you still talking to me" "okay..." stop stop PLEASE STOP-

smol growls, he's getting frustrated

idk why but skeppy talking about the perimeters made me laugh it was just funny how far away he was and just started talking about it randomly

"i think it looked a little bit better before" thoughts being thunk

"what's it gonna take for you to stop talking to me?" literally i am deceased s t o p

STOP STEPPIN ON THE MAGMA BLOCKS SIR YOU'RE HURTING

Bad shouldn't be so happy about just having "one last walk around" with skeppy so he "stops bothering" him tHIS HURTS SO MUCH the egg has fucked them up so much

Skeppy doesn't hear it huh? Maybe it whispers different things to everyone

"I like how it feels" nooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO STOP HURTING TOURSELF

so no dance? *slams phone on the ground*

When skeppy says his line about never seeing anything close to a party there, idk what it is about it but his tone just hits, man he's so good preesh

HE CALLED HIM ANT. BAD PLS YOUR BEING BAD AT NAMES IS SHOWING

"Oh my goodness you're going back to the egg" HE'S SO SAD. HE'S SO SAD CAUSE HE COULDNT KEEP HIM WITH HIM A LITTLE BIT LONGER HES S

"you know what? i invite you" i wanna read this in a certain way. The egg was feeling like bad was so frustrated he started doubting the egg, so it was like alright let's use skeppy to get it closer to I can manipulate this bad boy better :)) motherfuck

are they about to kiss-

egg cockblocker

"okay don't come back" end me rn

ngl when sapnap joined I got real scared for a moment.

"it's not about power! it's nor about control! i'm you friend skeppy!" "I mean ... you can think that" FUCK U NO IM NOT DEALING WITH THIS RN

"We're friends, right?"

"In your head we can be best friends, we can be whatever you want" BDI ANYONE??????? also whatever- whatever he wants? :eyes: okay sorry no ill see myself out

"We're m- we are friends sk-" M- MARRIED WAS HE GONNA SAY MARRIED DID HE PULL A QUACKITY OH MY GOD I HATE THIS GUY OH MY GOD /pos but also like in a bawling my eyes out way

the egg is more than just a friend? skep u good there pal do u have smth to tell us

"You don't know what it's like." OH HERE HE GOES. HERE HE GOES HERE IT COMES OH NO.

The way Bad stutters i really thought he was gonna say something REALLY IMPACTFUL

"I have done so much for you, for our friendship and now you're trying to tell me we're not friends anymore?" LEAVE ME ALONE

I JUST CAUGHT THE BLOOPER HE SAID ON ME INSTEAD OF HANG OUT WITH ME IM CRYING OH MY GOD BAD HOW DID U FUCK THAT UP oh my god I imagine him mentally going like oh my gosh out of all the things that could be messed up THAT WAS SO FUNNY

ahaha my dads are fighting help

"You think you've done anything? You seriously think that?" *looks at my fic where bad feels worthless because the egg said so* ahah... I'm sorry?

"You left me for a long, long long time before you even checked up on me, okay?" he's not wrong,,,, he's not wrong why does this hurt sm,,,,, "and now all of a sudden you care about me?" OH MY GOD PLEASE I HATE THIS EGG

I see them... i see them approaching the lava blocks..

"the past doesn't matter" the egg wanting to erase their relationship so much,,,, i wanna cry because then if bad doesn't have skeppy he just has nothing right and then,,, then he can be another empty vessel for the fucking egg I hate this mI hate this so much

Also!!! little things I noticed!! Bad taking away part of the vine and also mining a red block? Without being affected at all? MHHHH

"I just wanted us to hang out like we used to" BAD'S VOICE CRACKING AGAIN STOP I WILL CJRYSD

"I did all of this for you and I didn't want the egg to take that away" you see how fucking tragic this is. Like Skeppy sacrificed himself so his friend could stop being infected. Bad sacrificed literally the whole server himself included to get him back. And then it comes down to this. The egg separating them a thousand fucking miles away. I hate this it's so sad

the selfish bit please no stop

THE LAVA BAD THE LAVA PLEASE IT'S TOO CLOSE

the fucking shaking with rage thing got me BROOOO I LOVE WHEN BAD DOES THE LITTLE THINGS IN GAME

"IT'S JUST A STUPID EGG" FUCKING FINALLY YOU TELL HIM BAD but then oh no oh no would you look at that huh. cant fucking have shit in dsmp. the way he immediately just screams for him right after

YOU CAN HEAR THE TEARS IN HIS VOICE and also mine hi I'm sobbing again

BDI FUCKING CANON LET'S GOOOOOOO WE CALLED ITTTT

(Dreamscape?)Skeppy being actually concerned with him haha this doesn't hurt at all!!!

*stares at black screen* I'm fine.

Thank you for listening to my ramble I am hurting so much bestie

#dream smp #dream smp spoilers #badboyhalo #bbh #skeppy #death tw #mind control tw #ask to tag

[darkmulti]

It’s Only Fair

ATEEZ

Pairings: Mingi x female reader

Genre: Smut

Work Count: 2.4k exactly

Requested

CONTAINS DARK THEMES

CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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Synopsis: Falling in love with your female group member is not a good idea. But Mingi fell face first.

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A/N: I have a couple of notes

- warnings are after the undercut. Don’t read if you aren’t into dark themes.

- DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO @ sugar-hwa?

- I kinda edited it. You know when you read something, but don’t pay attention so you really have no idea what happened and have to read it again? Yeah, that’s what I did. Story of my life. I take her home

- back at writing shit smuts🤡

⚠️Warnings: choking, hair pulling, dacryphilia, fear kink, size kink, breeding kink, big dick mingi

Writers block on this one. My apologies:’(

THIS CONTAINS NON CONSENSUAL SEX!

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The bright moonlight gazed in through the living room window. It was close to midnight when your group Ateez, finally came back home after a long day of practicing. Seonghwa carried you in his arms up to your room, since you had already fallen asleep in the car. San and Hongjoong passed out on the couch and the rest of the boys headed back to their rooms.

Seonghwa tucks you into your bed and admires your angel face. He kissed your forehead and was about to leave your room, but you pulled him into your embrace and told him to stay. “Y/N I have to put my pajamas on. I can’t sleep in my sweaty clothes.” You gasp. “Seonghwaaaa! I didn’t shower!” You jump up and run to your bathroom, disgusted with yourself. Seongwha stood there with his mouth slightly open. “You faker! You made me carry you out of the car all the way to your room! Do you know how heavy you are?”

You were giggling, but then his words registered to mind. You poke your head out and look at him. “Heyyyy! I’m not heavy! Don’t be mean, Seonghwa!”

“I’m not mean! You can’t get mad at me for speaking the truth.”

You pout at him. “You’re a big meanie! Leave my room!”

He laughs and leaves your room, without fully closing the door, but you didn’t notice. Instead you hop into the shower, wash your hair, and scrub down your body, while humming to ‘Twilight’. Once you finish, you step out of the shower and wrap the clean, white towel around your body. The mirrors were all fogged up so you couldn’t even see yourself. You turn the fan on and leave the bathroom, only to see Mingi laying on your bed with a toothpick in his mouth. You sharply inhale, stopping yourself from screaming and hold onto your towel tightly.

“Mingi!” You hissed. “You gave me a mini heart attack! What are you doing in my room?”

“Your room door was wide open so I just came in.” He said, casually. “Well can you get out now, I need to put some fucking clothes on.” Water dripped onto the floor from your hair, oddly arousing Mingi. “I’ll leave after you agree to go for a car ride with me.”

“Car ride? Mingi, I’m tired.” You throw your head back and mentally roll your eyes.

“Then I’m not leaving your room.” He clutched onto your plushie, setting it on his bulge to hide it. “Fine, I’ll go, just get out.” His face lightened up from hearing your words and he left your room with the plushie still in hand, still hiding his boner. “I’m giving you 15 minutes to get ready.”

“Okay.”

You put on a clean pair of pyjamas and fuzzy socks since it was just going to be a midnight drive.. or well you thought. You ring out your hair with the towel then throw it on the chair. “Mingi! Lets go.” Mingi comes out of his room with grey sweatpants and a white shirt on. “Shh, Hongjoong and San are sleeping in the living room.” You nod and make your way downstairs, trying your best not to bump into anything.

The both of you successfully made it out of the house without disturbing the other members. You got into his car shivering, because it was pretty windy and your hair was wet. It was really nice bonding with Mingi. He was so nice and charming, it always warms your heart. You felt like you could tell him anything, knowing that he will not judge you.

Your first stop was at a drive thru where both of you ordered ice cream. Yes you were cold, but who can say no to ice cream? While licking your ice cream, both of you started singing Ateez songs, mocking each other's parts and making fun of the other members. You were too distracted to figure out what was going on, and where Mingi was going. He drove you guys out of the city to a forested area, and that’s when you start to notice your surroundings. “Mingi, where are we going? Our house is all the way back there.”

“Don’t worry. I want you to see something.” He drives for a little longer then parks in a layby. “Lets go.” He unbuckles his seat belt and you look at him in disbelief. “I’m not going out! There’s mosquitoes and wild animals out there, plus I’m in my pyjamas!” You exclaim, throwing your hands in the air. “Y/N the bears don't care about your penguin pyjamas. Trust me, you would want to see this.” You groan and get out of the car, slamming the door shut. Mingi turns his phone flashlight on and points it at the woods.

He starts walking into the woods and you quickly run next to him, intertwining your hands with his much bigger hand. “I’m scared, Mingi.” You faintly whisper, clinging onto him. “That’s how I felt when my dad took me here.”

“What do you mean?” You ask him, holding his hand tighter. “My dad took me here, and told me that he proposed to my mom somewhere around here. He told me to bring the love of my life here as well.” His words made your legs stop. You look at him in confusion. “Why are you bringing me here?”

“Put two and two together. I like you.” His sudden confession took you by surprise obviously. Mingi was a brother figure in your life, in fact all of Ateez were. You couldn’t date them, you couldn’t fall in love with them. What will atiny’s think?

“M-mingi, I’m flattered really, but we can’t date and you know that.” You try to let him down easy, not wanting to hurt his feelings too much. “Why can’t we date? We have a perfect cover, we can tell the members and no one will be suspicious about us hanging out since we're in the same group.”

“No Mingi, we can’t let our group and fans down like this. We can’t lie. Besides, I-I really don’t feel the same way. I’m sorry.” You mumble out quietly, looking down at your feet. “Excuses and lies are all that you do. You probably like one of the other members, but you’re just lying right to my face. I saw the way you asked Seonghwa to stay with you to cuddle, make love, kiss…” he said, slowly walking closer to you. “N-no, you have the wrong idea Mingi! Seonghwa is more like an o-older brother, and I t-think of you and all the m-members the sa-ame.” You gulp and blink back the tears, suddenly feeling terrified.

“Mingi please! I’m sorry that I hurt your feelings, but it just feels wrong.” He doesn’t respond. The man kept walking towards you, making you feel anxious so you made a run for it. You were petrified. You kept running, not acknowledging that you were running deeper into the scary woods. You heard Mingi close behind and came to a halting stop, shaking from fear. You get down and curl up into a little ball, not being able to see, because it was pitch black in the forest. You sob into your hands, feeling helpless until you hear someone panting and stopping next to you. “P-please don’t hurt me. I-I’m scared.”

Mingi picks you up and holds you in his arms. “Don’t run away like that. With me you’re safe.” You cry into his chest, still shaking. “I’m sorry. You scared me earlier.”

“Is the idea of us dating scary to you? Do you think my feelings are just a joke?” Again, where did he pull that out from. “Of course not Mingi” You say, defending yourself. “I don’t think you confessing is a joke, but can we please discuss this in the car? This setting is getting me anxious and I don’t like the feeling.”

“No. We are going to talk about us right here, right now!”

“THERE IS NO ‘US’ THERE WILL NEVER BE AN ‘US’, NOW TAKE ME HOME!!” You screamed and cried out in anger. Unconsciously, you start backing away from him, having that same feeling return. Reality stormed into your mind, expressing that you’ve made this situation much worse for yourself.

You held your breath and tried to bolt again, but Mingi pulled you back by the hem of your pants. You softly moan when you feel your panties pull up, stretching in between your private lips. Your panties had rolled up, and put pressure on your clit, making you bite down on your lips, so you wouldn’t moan.

“Mingi ah, please.” He pulls you closer to him and wraps his hand around your waist. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” he grinds his rock hard bulge on your ass cheek. “What if I told you that I can make you feel even better?” He whispers in your ear. It was tempting, but you couldn’t. It seemed like a choice that you would really regret in the future. “Mingi, I don’t want to. Please respect my decision.”

“That's not an option Y/N.” he wrapped one arm around your neck to keep you still and his other hand pulled down your pants along with your panties. “MINGI! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” You scream and try to get out of his embrace. “Scream all you want little girl. No one will hear you. You’re just waking the bears up.” The man pulls down his own pants and rubs it at your entrance. “P..please! You’ll regret this Mingi!”

“Why? If I get you pregnant with my child, we are stuck together forever.”

“NO! PLease!” You were screaming at him with all your heart, until you felt something completely demolish your insides, making your screams for help and mercy turn into heartbreaking sobs. “Mingi it hurts! Please! I’ve never done anything to you! Please don’t do this to me!” You cried in his arms, hating this new feeling.

Your insides were being exposed to this new pain that seemed impossible to get used to. Your blood leaks down to the ground and some smear on Mingi’s cock, being the only source of lub.

“I hate you! Please!” Your pussy clenched around his cock every time he recklessly pounded in. You lay your head low, letting him take advantage of you. Your voice was too small and weak to be heard at this point. The friendship you built with Mingi was destroyed forever. Your heart clenched at the thought of it, but it was him that was doing this to you. Why were you guilty and sad?

Mingi gripped your hips, launching you forward and pulling you back harshly on his cock. His nails dug into your beautiful, soft skin causing you to squirm. The skin slapping got noticeably faster and his arm around your neck pulled back farther. His cock pounded in from behind, while your back was arching and your head was resting on his shoulder.

His grip restricted you from being able to breathe properly, so you tried to tap his arm to know. “M-mingi.” A hard spank lands on your butt, making you hiss. “It’s sir to you, you little slut.” His other arm wraps tightly around your stomach so he can feel himself. “M- I mean sir. I-I can’t-” Mingi cuts her off by placing his hand on your mouth instead of your neck. You mumbles against his hands, but Mingi couldn’t make it out.

“Shut up and take my cock, little one.”

Little one. Another thing that turned Mingi on. She was tiny compared to him. He felt like satan fucking his angel. Which made him feel so powerful, it only aroused him more. Your tiny hands gripping his arm that was around your stomach, was another reason to fuck you unconsious. “Please sir. S-something weird is going on down there.”

Mingi smiles. “How does it feel, little one?”

“Like a knot in my stomach, sir.”

“Does it feel good?” He said grunting and thrusting harder.

“J-just a little bit.” Your cheeks heat up at your own confession. It might have felt good, but it was wrong on so many levels. “Sir, what is this feeling?”

“My little one’s gonna cum for the first time.” He held you closer to his body, clenching his jaw and ramming into you harder. “S-sir, not too hard! Please!” Your head dropped just like your tears. This was you giving up. Something that you never wanted to do. He aggressively pulls your hair back making you wince. “Please Mingi! What if we get caught?! We’ll have to leave the group and let our members down!”

“Don’t try to guilt trip me, little one. I will fuck you whenever I want and will even ask one of the… actually all of the boys to join me. It’s not like they haven’t thought about it either!”

Your heart dropped upon hearing his words. As if it weren’t already broken enough. The people that you trust with your whole life, thought about taking advantage of you?! It hurt, so you stayed in denial. “YOU’RE LYING! THEY WOULD NEVER, EVER DO THAT TO ME!” You kick your feet and cry louder, because Mingi started going harder after your tantrum. “Really? You have no idea that San steals your panties, cums on it, then puts it back? These panties that you’re wearing probably have his cum on it right now.” You shudder in disgust. You thought it was vaginal discharge but it was San’s cum this whole time. And you’ve been wearing them without even knowing. “I’m not done yet little doll. Wooyoung has pictures of you naked and he shamelessly jerks off to it with Seonghwa. And Seonghwa plays a role in getting these pictures. Why do you think that he leaves your bedroom door open every time?”

You remain quiet. You had no words to say, you were just nauseous by their actions. More tears poured out of your burning eyeballs until you felt that knot in your stomach release. Cum came rushing out onto Mingi’s cock and a few thrust later he came inside of you. You didn’t even care that he came in you. Disappointment and sadness took over you. “Now you know the real truth. And when we go home, I’ll invite the boys to fuck you too. It’s only fair.”

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