#is that better or worse? feel free to let me know!

[mattyriddlesbitch]

maybe you could do like a sub Mattheo but doing it by surprise so he doesn't see it coming and you like tie him down and he ends up liking it

So sorry this took so long! I hope this works!

You Fucking Better

Mattheo Riddle x F!Reader

Warnings: sub!mattheo, bondage, unprotected sex, cream pie, cussing, oral(male receiving)

18+ Minors DNI!

Mattheo had bought some new bondage straps to strap you down. The old ones broke because you two were playing around and you strapped him down and he broke them trying to get free.

“Should we test these ones?” You asked with a sweet smile after Mattheo set them up.

“You wanna see if I could break these ones?” He smiled back playfully.

You nodded and he laid down, letting you strap him down. You made a little show of straddling him and leaning over as you tied his arms to the headboard, putting your boobs in his face ‘innocently’. “How’s that?” You asked as you sat back up, feeling his erection pressing below you.

He tugged at them, a small look of surprise on his face when he realized he couldn’t get out of these straps. “Huh. Better than the last ones.” He said and smiled back at you.

“Can’t break out of those ones then?” You asked a seemingly innocent question.

He tried with his full strength, barely budging before giving up. “No, I have to admit defeat to these.” He said with a chuckle. “At least I’ll know they can hold you for sure.”

“Are you making fun of me?” You asked, feigning offense. “That’s no way to talk when you’re tied down, Matty.” 

“Fine, princess. I’m sorry. You’re so strong.” He said sarcastically with a smile. “Untie me.”

“No.” You shook your head, a smug smile playing on your lips. You grinded down on him, eliciting a groan out of him.

“Fuck. Stop playing, princess.” His smile dropped, tugging at the straps again.

“I don’t know. I got you at my mercy right now. Who knows when I’ll get this chance again.” You said, dragging your hands slowly down his chest and stomach.

“You do it and I’m getting you back 10 times worse. Keep that in mind.”

“Hm.” You continued grinding on him as you pretended to think.

“Fuck.” He muttered, pushing his hips up into yours.

“Want me to help you out, Matty?” You asked with a mischievous smile.

“You fucking better.” He hissed, throwing his head back.

“So vulgar.” You shook your head as you got off his lap, sitting down next to him as you helped take off his pants and underwear.

“You know I can get filthier, princess. And you love it.” He said, groaning when you finally grabbed his cock.

“Mhm.” You started stroking his cock, very slowly. 

He hated that and started bucking his hips into your hand. “Come on, angel. Go faster.”

“Ask nicely.” You smile.

He huffs. “Please, go faster, princess.”

“Good boy, using your words.” You say as you start picking up the pace. He moaned and you could feel him get harder in your hand. “Oh, you like being called a good boy?”

“Shut it.” He said, still bucking into your hand to match your pace.

“That's not what a good boy would say.” You shake your head, removing your hand from his dick.

“No, no! Fuck! I'll be good! Just-fuck-please!” He begged, thrusting up into the air to search for some relief.

It was honestly amusing how quickly he broke, how quickly he was submitting to you.

“Fine. Since you asked nicely.” You smiled, wrapping your hand around his cock again, giving it slow strokes.

“Fuck. Baby, please. Stop teasing me.” He nearly whined, thrusting up into your hand again.

You clicked your tongue at his plea and leaned down, giving a small lick to his tip. He closed his eyes and groaned. You took him in your mouth and slowly went up and down his shaft, teasing the head of his cock with your tongue every time you pulled back.

“So good, princess. You’re so good with your mouth.” He moaned, bucking up into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat suddenly. “Fuck, baby. I’m gonna cum down your throat. Please.”

You moaned around him in response, continuing your pace until you felt him get harder, knowing he was so close to cumming. Then you pulled off of him. You lean back up straight.

He groaned at the loss, his body relaxing into the bed. “Fuck! You're gonna regret that, princess.” He said, glaring at you. His face was flush and he was panting, cock all red and throbbing with the need to cum.

“I doubt that.” You smile and stand up to tug off your clothes.

“Please, come ride me, angel. I need to feel you.” He said, looking at your body, pupils all blown out.

“I’ll take care of you, love. Gonna have you fill me with your cum, yeah?” You said as you straddle him.

“Fuck yes, please.” He groaned, taking the opportunity to grind up into you.

You lift up enough to sink down on him, moaning at the feeling of him stretching you out. He thrusted up into you, bottoming out with a loud moan as he threw his head back again.

“Fuck, princess, you feel so fucking good.” He praised, starting to fuck up into you.

You sat down on him, making it impossible for him to keep thrusting. “Just relax, baby.” You said, undoing the buttons on his shirt.

“I just-fuck-You just feel so good, I need to fuck you.” He said, moving his hips to get some friction.

“I got you, love. Just be good for me, yeah?” You asked as you started lifting up and dropped back down on him.

“Fuck.” He moaned. “I’ll be so good for you. Just keep doing that.” He said as he lifted his head to watch his cock going in and out of you.

You kept riding his cock, lifting up and dropping down as Mattheo moaned and praised you. He lifted his hips in time with you, making his cock hit deeper inside you.

“That’s it. Fuck, I love it when you ride my cock. You look so good up there, angel. Gonna fill you up so good. My cum’s gonna be dripping out of you.” He rambled.

“Fuck, Matty. You’re gonna make me cum.” You moaned, bracing your hands on his chest to steady yourself as you kept riding.

“Please, I need you to cum, princess. Can feel you squeezing me. ‘M gonna fill you up. Yeah?” The words were falling out his mouth without any thought, his brain too focused on the need to cum.

“Yeah.” You nod. “Oh, god!” You moaned, hips faltering as your orgasm hit you, making you tremble and cry out as Mattheo kept thrusting up into you. Your walls pulsing from your orgasm triggering his own as he moaned and whimpered, his thrusts slowing and erratic as he came inside you, sliding down and covering his cock in both of your cum.

You both caught your breaths as you laid down on him, his cock softening inside of you.

“You’re a fucking devil.” He said with a small chuckle.

“What do you mean?” You asked innocently.

“Taking advantage of me being tied down.” He said, looking back up at his bound wrists.

“You liked it.” You said and sat up, undoing the straps.

“I did. I wouldn’t mind doing that again.” He smiled, cupping your cheeks once his hands were free and bringing your face down to kiss you.

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[ladymostdeject]

Vox - Pre-flatscreen

Are you writing about Vox, pre-flatscreen, but you’ve never seen a CRT screen before in your life because you are A BABY CHILD (affectionate)?

Come gather round, sit upon my knee, and listen to this elder-millennial tell you all about it. (if you want to I guess, I'm not the boss of you).

CRT’s don’t glitch the way we see Vox do in the show, but they had all sorts of ways to go wrong. If you flipped to a channel where there was nothing broadcast, you’d get solid static or those multicolor bars we see Vox with.

But also, if a channel had bad reception, you’d get a little static over the top and sometimes the image would distort. We called this “snow/ a snowy channel.” 

Sometimes you could get better reception if you fiddled with the antenna a little. Sometimes grabbing the antenna made the channel better, and then letting go made it worse! Because your body became the new antenna! 

I’d like to introduce you to something even before my time: Test patterns!

TV didn’t used to run 24/7! At the end of the day, the network would “sign off”, say good night, play the star-spangled banner, and end with a test pattern. Later, test patterns looked like colored bars, but early ones in the 50’s and 60’s looked like this!

One of my FAVORITE things about CRT’s is when they had been on for a while, if you ran your hand across the glass, a very gentle static would crackle wherever you were touching, and could make your hair on your arm stand up. Tell me that doesn’t have fic applications, my friends!

You can HEAR a CRT when it is on, even if nothing is playing. It’s a very high pitched whine.

I cannot explain to you how nice it felt to change channels with a dial. They were heavy metal, and there was resistance, and a very satisfying click!

If you held a magnet up to the screen you’d get crazy rainbow color distortions, but if you left it too long you’d get those color distortions permanently burned into the screen.

CRT’s are VERY heavy in the front, where the glass is, and MUCH lighter in the back where there's empty space.

CRT’s don’t have fans (only vents), or processors (they only receive, there’s nothing to process!) What they do have is something called an electron gun and vacuum tubes! This is what their insides look like:

But, Lady, you say, how do they work? I don’t know! Ask this guy!

Other things to consider: 

The word Podcast didn’t exist until 2004, and I'd never heard it until 2013 or so (who even taught Alastor this word????) I remember the first time I heard it, and I needed someone to explain to me what it was.

Emails weren’t widespread until the 90s. If Vox is communicating with his employees via text, and it’s pre-1990, the word you’re probably looking for is “Memo” which were literal sheets of paper people could send each other via an in-house courier. 

If I’ve forgotten anything, please feel free to add on! 

#radiostatic #staticmoth #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel #staticradio #onewaybroadcast #I am NOT being critical btw #I love you fic writers #thank you for your service #I'm just always fascinated by the way things USED to be even before my time and trying to share the joy #lady talks #Youtube

[thats-a-mood-gabriella]

Okay. I kinda want to walk through what I think is happening in each of their heads during the conversation. For my own sake, mainly, but who knows, maybe someone else will find it useful. Spoilers ahead, obviously. (Also fair warning that this is long and I expect nobody to actually read it; this is mostly for me.)

So let's establish first where they are when Blitz arrives.

Blitz hates himself. He's on the path to healing after making up with Fizz, but it is a very long road ahead. So if you can imagine it as a spectrum where "hates self" and "loves self" are on opposite ends, maybe he's not all the way at the hates self end anymore, but he's still pretty darn far over that way. So Blitz is arriving thinking he's unlovable, that he makes everyone's lives worse, and that Stolas is possibly getting bored of him. We also know from his half of the duet that he genuinely looks forward to these full moon nights and likes their arrangement. Makes sense. It provides him with the comfort of what he thinks is the closest he can get to an actual relationship where all he has to give is something he knows that he can and that he's good at (sex). He wants to keep the arrangement going. Yes, for a way to earth, but also for Stolas. This, in Blitz's mind, is the only way he gets to keep him.

Stolas is likely unmedicated for his depression, since this show doesn't show us things like him being out of his pills as just a throwaway joke; it's important. Anyone who has ever had depression knows that it just loves to remind you of the worst things about yourself, most of which aren't even true. It tells you that you're worthless and unlovable. We can see this in the way he's covered everyone but Octavia in the artworks in his home, mirroring Blitz scribbling himself out of photos. He's been in a dark place. But Stolas is also being so brave, ready to ask Blitz to love him anyway. To choose him of his own free will, the way it should've always been. His depression is making it hard, but he's going out on the limb anyway and hoping Blitz will catch him.

"I need it back...permanently."

Blitz starts panicking. He reacts like a puppy that's been told it's a bad dog. He starts promising that he can be good, he can do better. He can fuck Stolas like nobody else can.

Stolas rebuffs the advance and this is interesting to me-- Blitz slips into his dom persona a little, trying to regain control of the situation. He calls Stolas "bitch" and pushes his legs apart, lowers his voice to be seductive. And it alllllllmost works, just for a second, as Stolas blushes and starts to fall under the spell of it all. But then he gets himself back under control and reasserts this new boundary.

Blitz immediately drops the act and starts to beg with genuine distress, tears in his eyes even, and up until this point, I won't argue with you if you try to tell me that it's all about the grimoire. I disagree, but I'll let you get away with telling yourself that. Right up until this point.

Because this is when Stolas holds out the crystal and everything changes.

Their fucking leitmotif or whatever you call it, I don't know music terms, it starts playing, changing from the dramatic, ominous music before. Blitz starts inspecting the crystal like he doesn't believe it's real.

Let's be clear: he knows what an Asmodean crystal is and what it does. He's seen them before at least twice, both in 2x05. So it's not that he's in disbelief or confusion about what it does or that it exists. It's that Stolas is giving it to him that's taking him aback.

"You no longer need my grimoire." "Whaaaat?"

Because all Blitz is hearing is "you don't need me now. I can be rid of you without guilt."

"I don't understand. Why are you giving me this? Am I not fucking you good enough? Because I can always do better."

Let's take a second to pretend we're in a world where Blitz has zero feelings for Stolas. That this has always just been about getting to earth. In that world, Blitz never says this line. In that world, Blitz splits right here. He has the crystal in his hands. He knows what it does. He is officially 100% free at this point.

But we don't live in that universe and this line proves it. Blitz thinks he's being cast aside and instead of seeing it as his chance at freedom from Stolas, he's begging to be kept.

I can do better. Don't throw me away.

"I care...very deeply for you. And I have for some time."

This is the face Blitz makes after that. The entire time Stolas is talking, he keeps looking between Stolas and the crystal while making this face, like he literally can't process what is happening. Of all the things he expected to happen tonight, this wasn't even on the list. And remember: Blitz hates himself. Blitz genuinely believes he is unlovable.

Have you ever experienced something so surreal that it's almost like you left your body during it? Like your brain literally couldn't process that this was happening to you, so it's almost like you dissociate to the point that you feel like you're watching it happen to someone else? Because things like this don't happen! Not to you. These are things you see on TV or hear happening to other people. But to YOU? There's no way it's real.

"You don't have to stay here with me."

He looks ALARMED. Scared. The thought that he's about to lose Stolas genuinely startles him. He doesn't want what he thinks is happening. He doesn't want to be cast aside. If his choice is this or the chains, he'd rather the chains.

But. That's not the choice he's being presented. Because Stolas adds,

"But I want you to."

And Blitz's brain, his traumatized, mentally ill brain...just can not process that. No one wants to keep him. He's a commodity to be bought and sold and has been since his father sold him to Paimon as a child (which, by the way, I'm fairly convinced he thinks was Stolas's idea, not Paimon's). Maybe even before.

So his defense mechanisms kick in from this point on. Default to what's comfortable. It must be a sex thing! There's no way Stolas means this, so it's gotta be some weird roleplay. Well, he can do that! He can swoon and say he loves him (and if that hits a little too close to the truth, then fuck you, no it doesn't) and it's fine because this is fake. This can't be real, because things like this don't happen to someone as "worthless" as Blitz believes himself to be.

Blitz is trying to protect his own heart here, but what Stolas is hearing is rejection. Blitz playing it off as a joke must mean that Stolas is a joke for ever thinking Blitz could love him back. And why would he? Stolas doesn't see himself as lovable, either. One of his earliest memories is of Blitz "using" him to steal from the palace, never knowing that Blitz was only doing so on his father's orders, just as Blitz probably doesn't know that he was bought on Paimon's order, not Stolas's. He's a commodity, too.

Stolas's depression immediately puts him in a place where he can't see past his own pain and self-loathing. Blitz not immediately jumping into his arms must mean that all the worst things he thinks about himself are true. Blitz sees him as the monster he fears he is.

So he pulls himself together and starts to walk. And again, Blitz could leave here if he didn't care.

But the strangest thing happens. Blitz realizes that Stolas meant it. He even asks,

"Wait, you were being serious? Hold on, Stolas. What the fuck?"

He's trying to talk it out. He's trying to have the conversation. He's hurt and confused and in disbelief but he's not running from this. He's not letting Stolas walk away from him because he wants Stolas, and he's actively trying to keep him. They have to talk this through, and Blitz of all people is the one trying to pull Stolas back into the conversation.

"The fact that you couldn't believe that I could have these feelings about you, the fact that your first instinct is that it's always about sex, that's enough to know what this is."

See, what we have to remember is that Stolas doesn't have all the information we do. He hasn't seen the crossed out pictures, he didn't witness the flashback to the fire that killed Blitz's mom. Stolas hasn't watched Blitz cry himself to sleep or drink himself into a stupor after what he perceived as a public rejection at Ozzie's. Neither of them have all the information about each other that we, the audience do.

So when Stolas, who doesn't know that Blitz hates himself and thinks himself unlovable, hears that Blitz thinks there's no way that Stolas could love him, what Stolas hears is "you, Stolas, are an unlovable monster in my eyes."

It just confirms all the worst things Stolas thinks about himself. It's a literal, "it's not you, it's me," situation, but Stolas can't see that because he doesn't have all the information.

And here's what's even more interesting. Blitz doesn't think it's over like Stolas does. He's not rejecting Stolas.

"Fuck you, Stolas. You spring this feelings bullshit on me, are you fucking kidding? Can I get a fucking minute to think after everything you put me through, you pompous, rich, asshole?"

This is Blitz saying that this is all very unexpected for him, but he's not saying no. He's saying "give me a minute, let me think. Don't take my first reaction in the way that you are. I was surprised. I was in disbelief. Give me a fucking minute to PROCESS."

But by this point, it's too late. Stolas's self-loathing has taken the driver's seat in his brain and all he can hear is that Blitz hates him, that he is unlovable, that he's a monster, that he's all the things he feared were true, and the person telling him that is the person he cared (second) most for in the entire world.

Blitz's defense mechanism is fight. Stolas's is flight. And so when Blitz unloads on him like that, Blitz is trying, in his own messed up way, to have the conversation. To work this out. To be honest for once and see if they can get somewhere now that the dam has been broken. While Stolas...his instinct is to flee. And since he's the one with the magic portals, guess what happens?

"I didn't realize you think so low of me."

You can tell by Blitz's reaction that he realizes they're not having the conversation he thinks they are. He realizes in that instant that Stolas isn't going to yell back with him. They're not going to scream at each other until they get it all out of their systems and reach a catharsis. He's hurt Stolas, maybe in a way that they can't come back from, and he immediately shifts his demeanor.

"Stolas, wait. I'm so--"

And then it's over. He's been kicked out of the palace. Thrown aside, just like he feared he would be.

And each of them are left feeling like the other thinks they're a monster, because neither of them realize that the only person who thinks they're a monster is themself.

I gotta go lie down, jfc.

#helluva boss spoilers #stolitz #why did i do this to myself

[wolfs-archive]

Channie drunk confessions (the angstier the better but fluffy ending) as long as possible PLEASE I BEG

Sorry for the late reply dear anon, Angst has never been my genre, but feel free to see if it suits your taste.

"Stop over stepping your boundaries!!!"

Summary: Chan who was forced to marry Y/N hates her that he still in a relationship with his office mate Reena. Little does time and Y/N's attitude change his perspective of Y/N.

Pairing: Strangers to Lovers ft. forced marriage

Genre: angst, fluff here and there, mentions of drinking, cheating, crying, fainting, blood and horrible writing.

Note: I really felt bad writing this... I can never see Chan or any members as toxic or bad. I'm sorry Chan or Chan staners if it hurt y'all coz it hurt me a lot when I wrote it. This is one reason why I never write angst for any member.

Chan and Y/N were into an arranged marriage. Chan was forced into it just because his parents had their own reason. The reason Chan didn't want to marry Y/N was because he was already in a relationship with his officemate Reena. His parents threatened him and hence he married Y/N. Y/N foresaw the future and accepted her fate just with the thought that marriage would change him and that she could live happily. The initial days of marriage didn't go as expected. Morning she would get up early to prepare breakfast but he would not care to eat it, he would come home late, he would always sleep on the couch. Weekends were even worse, she would slog all day to work and he would litter the place just like a teenage boy. God knows what made Y/N to fall in love with the man who didn't care a bit about her. Y/N would always wait for her husband to arrive to eat dinner even if it was 1:00 AM. Even if she knew he would not have the breakfast she prepared, she would still get up early in the morning.

One day when she askes him as to why he doesn't have breakfast, he says, "Look here Y/N, it's my house, you have no right to question me. To this house, your just a maid. A maid who tends for me. Get it? Stop over stepping your boundaries!!!" as he slammed the door. A crippled Y/N let's out her frustration through tears. Not knowing what to reply, she decides to call her best friend Lia to pour her feelings. "Dude, though he is your husband, he has no right to yell at you like that. How did that bastard have conscience to call you a maid. Did he know how many were behind you or that how rich you are? Was this asshole the reason you left your designing job for?" she asked. After pacifying her, Lia said, how about I come to your home till he comes?" she asked and when Y/N told her to, she cut the call and drove to Y/N's home. When she knocked on the door and did not receive any reply, she opened the door to see a pale Y/N lying on the floor unconscious. Upon taking her to the nearest clinic, the doctor said that she was malnourished and was under great stress. On her way to the home, Lia, "Dude, Y/N, I really don't know what's gotten into you? Just because he doesn't eat doesn't mean you have to starve. How many days has this been going on? Do aunty and uncle know?" she asked. "Lia, he was just forced to marry me, I would react the same way if it was me in his position. I wanted to give him a few days so he would change himself. Don't tell my parents anything" she said. As they reached home, Lia helped Y/N to lay on her bed, "I sleep on the floor, not here" she said. "Since Chan sleeps on the sofa, I sleep here on the floor" she said pointing to the pillow and the bedsheet lying on the floor." "And despite all this you say you love him. Don't you? Such a nutcase...." replied Lia. As she gave meds and put Y/N to sleep on the bed after a whole lot of debate, she decided to prepare soup for her and by the time she was leaving, Chan entered the house. "Chan, I'm Lia, Y/N's best friend. Do you have a minute to spare?" she asked. "Sure" he replied. "I don't know why you treat Y/N like that, and either way she is a nut case to fall for you despite your words today morning. She called me and bawled like a kid and when I came home to console her, she was lying unconscious. Guess what the doctor said, she was stressed and was malnourished. Because she waits for your arrival since you don't eat, she skips food, this applies to breakfast too. Tbh, just because Y/N is my friend I don't mean to say this. She is just stubborn, but a really kind person. She literally fought with her parents to choose designing and when she was about to flourish in her career, she decided to quit just to become a full time house wife and take care of the house. She... She has had a lot of people who courted here, but when I asked her why she never got into a relationship. She said, "Lia, I want to spend all my first's with my husband; my first kiss, my first hug, my first cuddle, with the guy who will be the father to my kids. I don't mind waiting." I don't think you know the fact that she sleeps on the floor just cause you sleep on the couch. Y/N doesn't deserve any of this. If you don't like her, just divorce her instead of making her suffer. That's all I can say, and thanks for listening to me." she says as she proceeds to exit through the door. "Maybe I was wrong I guess" he felt as if a needle pricked his heart. The next morning onwards, he decided to have breakfast just for her sake and left.

The weekend followed and since the cabinets of the store room became loose, he decided to work on it. As he was hammering nails, he hammered his finger and let out a loud, "Ahhhh", listening to her husband, Y/N came to see what had happened. Seeing the broken nail and blood dripping, she started to cry as she went towards him, "Why did you do like this? Do you know how much it'll pain? Wait till I bring ice cubes and a band aid" she said as she ran to grab ice from the kitchen and band aid from the hall. She took him to wash his hands and placed the ice cube. Then applied the band aid and finally left without saying anything but continued sobbing. Chan felt what he had done to her was wrong and decide to end his relationship with his office mate. He thought he was lucky enough to get a wife as Y/N.

The next day, Chan's assistant calls Y/N, "Ma'am, seems like Sir has left his blue folder on his table, since we have an urgent meeting, could you please bring it for him?" "Sure, can you tell me the address?" she asked and proceeded to head to the office. When she reaches the company, she was directed to Chan's office, before knocking on the door to enter, she listened to a female's voice, "Baby, how many more days should I wait? I can't. When are you going to divorce her?" the voice asked. Before Y/N could process anything, she went to the assistant asking him to hand it over and she left with tears. Either side Chan, "Reena, I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore. The amount of love Y/N has, I cannot cheat her. I'm sorry for hurting you, but I can't hurt Y/N. She is really precious and just now I have understood it" he said "It's okay Chan, I thought you didn't want her, but when I heard your words, I don't think it's good to force you. Have a happy life" she said as he went out of the room. "Sir, Y/N Madam had sent this" the assistant said. "Where is she?" Chan asked. "Ma'am left" he replied.

"Till today, I thought he disliked me only because he was forced, I didn't expect him to cheat me on another girl. Y/N it's not your mistake, you should not cry for such a jerk" she said as she stood in front of the bathroom mirror. When Chan came home, he was given the cold treatment. "Did you come by the office. You could have come in to my room?" he said. "Will that change anything between us?" she asked with a stare. "Y/N, how about we go visit the new restaurant this week?" he asked. "Chan! I'm tired please stop it. No one's forcing you to behave like this to me. If you really want to do something for me, please grant me a divorce" she said. Chan couldn't process the words that came out of the mouth that just cried last week when he got hurt. Frustrated with himself, and the mess he brought himself into, he called his close mate Changbin for a drink.

"Chan, you're really a heartless fellow. How could you do these to Y/N. If you don't like her, just..." "I love her now" Changbin interrupted Chan. "Then why don't you confess?" he asked to which Chan replied. "I asked Y/N to come out with me this weekend, she asked for a divorce, I literally just broke up with Reena today." "I'm literally speechless. I really don't know what to advice you." he said. An hour later, Changbin had to carry an intoxicated Chan to his house. When the door bell rung, Y/N went to attend. "Hey Y/N, you must have seen me during your marriage, I'm Changbin. Chan had too many drinks today, so he isn't in his right state of mind now" he said. "Come in", she said as she helped Chan to lay on their shared bed. "Ok Y/N, I'll leave, but before that I just want to tell you something. Chan is not as bad as you think. Trust me, he is really good at heart. Sometimes he doesn't know to just bring it out. So yea, don't take anything serious" Changbin said as he left. Y/N who went to Chan to remove his shoes and his coat, was stopped when she felt Chan mumble to himself, "Y/N, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have treated you like that. I now really love you Y/N" he said as he dozed off.

The next morning, a sober Chan is provided lemon water to cure his morning hangover. "Y/N, can I talk to you for a minute" he asked. "Tell me what quickly, I have to go grocery shopping" she said. He kept the lemon water beside and held her hand, "Y/N, I'm really sorry for treating you this bad. I really love you now" he said. A teary eyed Y/N, spoke, "Chan I thought initially you didn't like this marriage and I thought time would change it. Had I know you were still in a relationship, I wouldn't have bothered to disturb you. Did you know the mistake I made? It was falling for you. Now I hate myself for falling for a man who wouldn't reciprocate his feelings. It's not too late even now, I'll tell my parents that it was my fault and hence we got divorced." she said. Chan felt his heart crush into millions of pieces. Till the yesterday, he never thought Y/N would say something like this. "Y/N ah!!! Y/L/N, it's not what you think." he said. "Don't lie Chan, I heard a girl talk to you about divorcing me. See that's exactly what I wish for too." she said. "Y/N, I really broke up with her. I promise you are the only one now in my life. There's no other girl" replied Chan with tears. "Didn't you call me a maid? A maid isn't supposed to love you Christopher" she yelled. Knowing the intensity the name 'Christopher' carried, Chan thought for a few minutes. He then got up, went closer to her, "Y/N, look at me" he said. "Will that chang---" before she could ask for it, she was wrapped around her waist and kissed. Tears flowed down both their eyes remembering what they had done to each other. "Y/N, I get that I was bad, but I promise on our unborn child, there's no other girl in my life apart from you and I'll really love you till death. As you wished for, your first hug was with me, your first kiss; we did it and I promise to be all your first." he said. Seeing the last few words come out of Chan's mouth, she hugged him and said "Sorry Chan" to which he replied, "I should be the one whose sorry." and kissed her again. "Now how about we go grocery shopping as a couple?" he asked. "Sure" she said chuckling like a teenage girl.

Masterlist

#skz #stray kids #y/n #bang chan #christoper bang chan #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #hyunjin #lee know #changbin #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz headcanons #skz drabbles #skz bang chan #skz chan #skz chris #skz christopher bang chan #skz lee know #skz lee minho #skz lee felix #skz lee yongbok #skz lee felix yongbok #skz lee min ho #skz felix #skz hyunjin #skz changbin #skz seungmin #skz han #skz i.n

[the-kingshound]

Warning inane ramble incoming, it’ll probably be annoying I apologize. (*_ _)人 I spent the last several days reading every post here. I managed to convince myself to start liking some (sorry about that I’m sure it was annoying to get all those notifications) I have this weird thing where I get nervous about liking older posts cuz I mean it’s been a long time and it’s unprompted so that’s weird right? It feels weird like I’m doing something wrong or I’m being annoying, I considered reblogging too but somehow that felt worse? Sorry I am not good with social rules they confuse me both on and offline Idk my brain is wrong and I’m just a nervous socially anxious snail. (＞﹏＜)

Anyways just wanted to gush about how much I love it here and I’m never leaving (´꒳`) ♡ First and foremost Yniol has a special place in my heart they will forever be my favorite bestie (*＾ω＾)人(＾ω＾*), yes I am biased as my partner is grey and though they don’t play IFs they were thrilled to learn about your character! Also your writing is just phenomenal, your fans are fun and creative, your characters give such warm and positive energy I love them so much they’re perfect, the inclusivity is such chefs kiss ( ´ з `) 🤌🏻✨, the angst is delicious, the fluff is so sweet and comforting, the spice is ... very blush-worthy (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄). This has been a journey I laughed, I cried, I giggled, and I blushed and I have enjoyed every bit of it from pasta discourse to Moldien cult wars to Arthur bunnies, I’ve had the most wonderful time. Now my mind is gonna be filled with Arthurian stuff for months my maladaptive daydreaming is having the time of its life I have a road trip next week and I’m so looking forward to just staring out a window for 6+hours while my Hound's just alternating daydream adventures with the cast o(≧▽≦)o. Also speaking of your amazingly wonderful, sweet, and supportive cast I have decided my (though I love them all) favorite poly pairings are Arthur/Morien and whole crew polycule I’d sell my soul for those but I 100% understand why you can’t really do that. I don’t think I have the endurance in me to code a single poly no matter how much I wish it so the fact you’re doing any let alone several is just god tier you are awe inspiring.

Alas I have rambled far far to much I wish I could be more eloquent in expressing just how much I enjoyed experiencing all of this but for now this is the best I can do (╥ω╥). Thank you for sharing your wonderful work it’s truly a gift to experience. ଘ(੭ˊ꒳​ˋ)੭✧ I wish you wealth, health, and all the best in all your creative endeavors. -🐌

No, please please do not apologize. You made my entire week <3 This ask is straight up going into the folder where i keep my motivation to write and to be just a little proud of my work, thank you so so much for sending it.

For anyone having the same thoughts about liking or reblogging old posts: please do it. When I see the notifications, get very giddy and pleased, and I hope you are enjoying the food. Liking, and especially reblogging things, even more so if you add tags and reactons, not only fills me with glee but it also reminds me of old asks that I want to reblog again for new followers. So yeah, I love it, please feel free to go on a liking/reblogging spree!

You are so relatable for the maladaptive daydreaming (this game was absolutely born out of my own mental movies), I wish I could speed up the writing and editing for the next update so you can read it while you travel but I'm afraid it's a lost cause (I have been working on things, even now, but I am currently rewriting like half of it and while it is way better it takes sooo much time and energy). Knowing my characters and story are in someone's thoughts it the best kind of reward I need. I will never likely monetise this game, so this is the thing I wish to leave people with, and I hope the characters can be comforting and keep you company <3

You have no idea how much I would love to write the full polycule... maybe one day :,) But don't lose hope for the Arthur/Morien poly yet, as I decided to cancel the Gwyar/Morien poly and now I have a potentially free slot. In any case, awww, please know that this ask made me so happy today and will be in my thoughts as tkh is in yours.

Please have a lovely day and a lovely week and also a very lovely trip! Thank you again so so much!!

#lovely adorable anons #also never apologize for sening asks in anon i understand #i do the same #(anxiety) #love you!! #anon love

[pierregaslays]

:(

#i literally feel VIOLENTLY ill at the fact the hospital handled my mum’s passing so badly that her funeral is exactly ONE MONTH after it #i’ll forever be furious and angry and hurt and traumatised by the way they handled it #like A MONTH #it should not be happening this long after #and it’s her birthday on sunday so maybe i’m just feeling ten times worse because of that #but it’s not fair #it’s never gonna be fair #why the FUCK did she get taken from me like this #and then having to be the only one who knew about her funeral plans bc she only told me #and then everybody including my dad tells me how strong i am #IM NOT STRONG!!?!!?!??!? #i’m a girl who needs her mama. i’m just a girl who is so lost and confused and needs her mama #i literally want 2 die #tw death #i turned my tv off and immediately started crying bc i felt like the worst person in the world #did i not love her enough #should i have been better to get #*her #idk i just want her to know i adored her #and i need to hear her voice and get a hug #one of the last things she said to me was ‘i love you more’ well i love you most so how about that #tw grief #i am never getting over losing her #please . feel free to let me rant i just feel like i can’t talk to my dad or family bc like idk . #i always talked to my mum about my emotions and well! that can’t happen anymore lmfao 😭 #i just need a place to vent the HELL out of my feelings bc i am not going back to therapy

[quietwingsinthesky]

there’s a progression in there, somewhere, of even going from ‘the master might kill me any day now :(‘ to ‘the master is going to kill me :) she’s not going to let someone else do it after all this time’

#i wouldn’t call it hubris exactly. more like this pretty secure surity that that’s how they’re going to die. #and to them that makes sense. they chose this. they keep choosing it after the doctor offers them a way out. #because this is. they understand this. and they feel safe in the reprieve before their death. #how do you control death? choose who kills you. the last defense of a prey animal. #something something dark mirror to clara’s ‘i am owed’ speech for even is if this ever. doesn’t work out the way they thought it would. #clara tried to threaten the doctor so that he’d reverse death for her. even would turn on the master if she tried to spare them. #i am owed better. i am owed the death you promised… i am owed the knowledge that you don’t care enough to save me… you know. something like #that. #even is. kind of. meant to mirror the doctor’s companions at the time. they are a martha who can’t leave him. they are a donna who has to #remember and never speak about everything they know. they are clara if during deep breath clara reached back and truly didn’t expect. truly #hoped. that no one would take her hand. because if they can be certain it will happen they can know never to reach again. #jesus christ. go to therapy boy. you have so many trust issues. #but that’s why they’re Like That with the master because at the end of the day. who is easier to rely on? the guy who comes in to put out #fires but only sometimes. or the guy who. really really fucking likes starting fires. #better to get burned hoping someone is coming or get burned knowing that’s what would happen. and even. chooses the latter. #AND ALL OF THIS. for me to say thats why i cant actually let the master ever kill them. #i think she needs to do something worse to even. i think she needs to abandon them. #and that will either set them free to go have healthy normal relationships or. lets be honest much more likely. completely fucking break #them. which would be fun :) for me. #dw oc

[bibiana112]

There's nothing wrong with people having their dearest most specialest blorbo be Eric ztd it is unironically good for the ecosystem and I always love seeing the different perspectives from other fans but what I am here today to ask is why is no one like that about Mira. whatever happened to feminism.

#every categorically insane man in this series has their dedicated fans and every popular character also has a bunch of red flags so like #to be fair no one's too crazy about Lotus or Alice either hm like people either outright dislike them conceptually because of their designs #or you know just have an appreciation for them as characters but not quite focusing on them much at all #like me #and like are the tropes that make up her character problematic? yeah! that didn't stop y'all from liking Saito a whole lot #now he's better woven into the narrative of the game he's in but then my point's back to Eric lol #like it is just fucking ludicrous the amount of stuff in the whole Series not to mention the game Alone that she's responsible for #but it does feel disconnected (being responsible for the Kurashiki's parents deaths) #frustrating (being responsible for injecting Phi whith Rad-6) #and overall just kinda glossed over? (beheading Junpei and killing off D-Team that one time because she was in cahoots with Zero) #so like I get why people wouldn't like her she's a bad plot device but THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING #THAT'S NOT REALLY STOPPING ANYONE and it's not even like people are very vocal about hating her either #at most I've seen it be lumped in with some major complains about the game like as a whole #the way we find out so early she's a serial killer it's kinda shocking but not really? it ends up as just kinda ridiculous and underwhelming #imo that's the whole game but again even when it comes to people who Do Like this game #anyways free to reblog I Do wanna talk about this but I am absolutely Not putting this in the tag lmao could you imagine #like is the trope of having one big booba female character per game and for it to be a Defining Characteristic kinda not great? yeah #but also like shrug #we've let Uchikosh get away with worse

[opalescent-potato]

aww yeah time to go to bed and get cozy

my own bed, my own pillow pile, my own blanket nest, it's so good

#potatoblog #if you get the pillow placement right it feels almost like there's someone else #I guess it's nice being able to toss and turn guilt free though cuz I'm not disrupting someone else's sleep #I love sleep I love being cozy I love stretching out #I'm not such a huge fan of always sleeping alone but it's hard to know what to do about changing that #so for now I'm just gonna let myself talk about it instead of pretending I don't mind #yeah I'm getting kinda sad about the long term single life even though I don't really want the married life #I struggle to stay myself when I live with someone else #props to everyone out there who's got a relationship that makes your life better instead of worse #would love for that to be me someday

[linagram]

what is a better way to celebrate the pocky day than celebrating it in prison <333 (i know it's late i know i know)

#the idea of them having a calendar in milgram is so funny to me but like #come on they don't know what weather it is outside LET THEM HAVE SOMETHING #it's okay eiko. it's okay. maybe you'd be popular with women #i find it hilarious how even though miki seems to prefer guys (or at least claims to) she has much better dynamics with girls 😭 #like aimi is obsessed with her and you're free to interpret aimi's feelings for her in any way you want #and miki and yurika have this good enemies to lovers (or just enemies to even worse enemies) wlw thing going on #and reina immediately goes “miki-chan <3” when she meets her and calls her cute (and she DOES think she's cute. she's not pretending) #anyway miki in a hat that says “women want me fish fear me” #btw a reminder that it's gonna be riku's trial soon :) #📱linagram timeline 📱 #🗡️guard 001: sanada eiji 🗡️ #🌼guard 002: andou miki 🌼 #💎prisoner 006: yoshioka eiko💎 #🎸prisoner 009: kuroki riku 🎸 #💔prisoner 003: ishizu shun 💔 #he's tiny but he's there

[minarcana]

#ok guess what fuckers youre going to be on another tag ramble adventure with me #ive been afflicted with the same images in my brain tumbling around and the only way to free my brain is to write them out #and anyways i have been contemplating wol au uri for a bit due to various reasons (he came up and then i got this image and couldnt be free #shb with uri as the wol is. after killing vauthry. he is SO fucked up that raha STILL wont just let him die #he was supposed to have raha send him to the rift with the light and let him die there but now that he cant stop him rahas taking it himsel #and theres the whole. 'no we really cannot have the wol die.' thing. #that makes it infinitely worse to uri. him just yelling through blood to let him die! let him have his turn! he WANTS to die! #the idea of bring told that the wol CANT die makes it so much more unfair to him #'you wouldnt know what to do if i died? i didnt know what to do for years after louisoux died! i still dont know what to do without moenbry #da! papalymo can sacrifice himself and everyone adapts! shtola has thrown herself to the lifestream twice! minfilia died! i had to stay sil #ent and let ryne choose her own path if she died or not! i cant tell people that i would be lost yet everyone gets to tell ME that? #do you think i am better than them do you think them worth less why do they have the right to die and i do not!' #he is SO SO SO much worse as a wol and it falls out in one outburst after hes quizzed as to why he thought he could sacrifice himself #but he also realizes that its really fucked up to say that aloud so yknow. yknow what. yknow. #hell bottle up all his feelings and then one day hell either die or start crying and it looks like he aint allowed to die! #he still takes the aid from ardbert at amaurot with the statement that #'if i dont try and save who i might then ill never be able to face moenbryda' #anyways cannot stop thinking about me giving uri the echo like 'this will be funny!' and hes just 'my life has become infinitely worse' #HEAD IN MY HANDS

[gatun-gatunesco]

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#the results finally came: i have hepatitis. Is not longer just simple sickness and liver malfunction. Now i have chronic illness #and i am back into my place. after being far away for some weeks feeling like a victim of the narrative #how foolish and stupid i was #i tried not to think about it. to not give it importance as she said it was not that serious #but now that i am alone in here again i realize that everything it was my fault #“is our mistake” i can hear her say. but it is my fault: i was the sober one. the one in control. the one that did not let her go #“she was teasing you. was somerhing she wanted” some people reply. but that is no excuse for my behaviour #i was supposed to protect her. to let her be free with herself. and in the end i only gave her pain and regret. i destroyed my last chance #perhaps being denied to fix what i did. to prove myself better. is my punishment and i should accept it #not able to know about her life. if she is okay. if her heart is recovering. if her mind is not killing her. is part of the punishment too #sure. the guilt is destroying me. but i deserve it. in fact. i deserve all the problems i am having. i deserve to be out of her life #my chairs are screaming. my bed is punching. the blankets are a burden. the walls compress me. the juice is sour. #i can no longer make that dish. not that snack. and just thinking about the strawberrys dessert makes me nauseous and want to puke #i am totally sure that event damaged her more than she wanted to admit. if is this devastating to me. should be x10 worse for her. #but i will never know and that is part of the suffering i deserve #i hope she manage to heal. to forget about me. to find someone better that can truly help her #i hope she never wanted to came back. it will only bring her pain. see me will only make her remember the trauma #i am not free of sin. i betrayed myself that day. i betrayer her too. i do not deserve forgiveness from both #the walls are not the culprit. yet my anger keep me punching them. i could damage myself but my liver is already doing that #perhaps this illness will set me free. but until that happens. i still need to try going forward. #mostly becasue is not fair i just give up and end my suffering that easy. i must face my punishment #yet i hope she is not being tormented by my mistake. i doubt it. but she deserve better #hopefully she will never read this and therefore never try to contact me to debate the mistake if she still think was her fault #hopefully she will heal and grow. happy and independent. free with lots of friends. loving herself and someone special for her #i tried to be a saviour but at the end i only destroyed who i wanted to save. along myself in the process #better to stay alone that to hurt someone and myself again #i wish life to let me be in the void where i belong. feeling desires is gross and awful. better to not feel anything like i was before #tried to distract myself with funny stuff and healing posts. heck even some sad and broken stuff to feel understood #but nothing of that was really helpful as i was only neglecting the reality and severity of my actions. i must leave #so goodbye. i should come back when the illness and the guilt stop killing me (if it does not succeed)

[fakeoutbf]

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#food tw #body image tw #hi i feel like this whole week has been a lot and it’s culminated today in me having an anxiety attack over my body #so i thought i’d just let some feelings out please feel free to just skip over this #logically i know that my body and what it looks like isn’t representative of my value as a person #i completely get that and i know that the thought is insane #but growing up with the specific model of being skinny and pretty so ppl find you attractive / appealing is so hard to unlearn some days #this is the heaviest weight i’ve been in my life probably and it isn’t even that much but it just means my body looks different #which makes it fit and look differently in clothes i used to take comfort in #and sure i’ve gotten bigger sizes and it’s no big deal but my brain chose today to hyperfixate on the fact that my love handles are bigger #and create this dip in my hips that didn’t use to be there and now i’m panicking over eating so much bread and carbs and not working out and #winter season coming up and all the carb rich food endorsed during that time and my mom craving more sweets and offering me as well #and IT SHOULDN’T FUCKING MATTER but for YEARS one of the only things i had ‘control’ over was my weight #and now that everything else has gone to shit i can’t get myself to have control over this thing and it’s making me feel even worse #and then i think of eating better but it just seems so hard when i have no motivation to actually make myself healthier meals and i just #i’m stuck in a standstill of wanting to get better but my brain shutting down and being exhausted after work and idk what to do #i know i need to be kinder on myself but also i want to change but idk where or how to start #i know i have to do it alone but fuck everything is so much scarier alone

[kindacreepy-kindaugly]

Maybe I just miss havin someone else to blame

#i feel so fucking useless. worthless. i had ONE job n instead i fucked it up n crossed that one line i can't uncross #he'll never forgive me n it's all my own damn fault #don't know how to cope with how there's no way back now. he doesn't even want me anymore he just wants to hurt me #n i kinda wanna let him cause it's all i was ever any good for anyway #just. lie back n let him take it all out on me. as if he ever made it that easy #god what the hell is wrong with me this is fucking pathetic #he was the only one that could make my head quiet the only one i could always go back to. even if he made me regret it every time #i don't know how to change any of this. it can't always be like this can it? somethin's gotta change at some point right? #i need to stop gettin so fucking wasted i make a fool outta myself but. i only feel even sorta okay if i'm drunk #what the fuck am i supposed to do? #i just wanna go home. i thought things would get better now that i'm technically free of him but. i still feel the same. or worse #at least i could keep myself numb most of the time. n i had cherri n nuggs. everyone feels so fucking far away here #n it's probably me not them but. idk how to change anythin. everythin's just wrong. #everythin's always wrong #i'm so fucking tired n sleep doesn't change a fucking thing #i guess maybe val was right. there's nothin out here for someone like me. what he gave me was the best i could get n i shoulda just m #*appreciated it instead of always complaining #idk how long i can keep myself from goin back to him. just to see if he can still make it all go away. even if i'll probably regret it. #fucking hell how long can i keep this up?? i can't start drinkin more i can't damage this body like that for the others #but i'm startin to run really low on options #spdrvent

[yongseungkim]

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#like i definitely need therapy lol #not that i havent tried in the past nothings just worked/stuck like the therapists werent a good fit for me perhaps #so im trying to reach out again because holy shit #i want to a) get out of my phd and b) have normal fucking friendships #but its so hard right now when anxious thoughts take over SO much some days like i know i cannot do this on my own #i have good friends i know who will hear me out #but man its the same thing over and over again with me but in a new font sometimes i swear #and my friends dont need to hear all those anxious depressive thoughts lol like #once in a while sure esp my closer friends but all the time? nawr #i have been trying to journal but man the emotions just bubble up and i dont feel better until ive like said things out loud #so honestly just having someone to rant about the same issues over and over again might be nice lol . #but i need to find a therapist that fits which is the hardest part #i do think ive made small strides on my own which is nice #but the emotions are just so loud and genuinely affect my day to day like its so hard battling things on my own #im at the point now where im like this cant go on for much longer somethings gotta change #if i want to have a phd in the next year and if i want to maintain friendships normally #and esp if i wanna stay roommates with this girlie cuz holy shit its been a lot harder than i expected maybe #i dont think i can do it on my own without major reprecussions #bro its also been like so long #i feel like ive always had some human i was extremely fond of for the past ?? years albeit most of them were like fake right like in the kp #*kpop world so it was fine when it becomes a real person it is absolutely terrible let me tell u . #but its also been a habit like i didnt realize how terrible my thoughts w ys were until now cuz they really wernet normal thoughts at all #like i want to break free of having these kind of attachments to people in a way cuz the only way i feel like ive been able to deal with bi #feelings is by transferring them to a new subject which isnt what i want anymore #like i just want it all to stop! #i also feel like mentally ive gotten worse ?? than before ?? in some ways like #i dont know if i want to make new friends and connections anymore #the same way i was trying so hard in the previous year which is worse bc now my efforts are like #SOLELY on this one girl in a way which is NOT. GOOD. #ive been trying to have conversations with the third roommate but i have to force myself?

[sadlazzle]

sometimes i rlly wanna ask my mother if she thinks my hearing is as bad as hers bc i KNOW she is not saying half the shit she does knowing i can hear every fucking word

#it’s the little things especially. little comments that usually one says under their breath #or at least makes an attempt to keep to themselves #your general disdain to my existence in your presence does not go un fucking noticed #u know what jst made everything abt it all soooo much worse too ? #the other day i was talking w my dad abt it (bc he’s the only one who knows what mother is like) #and he said to me that after they lost my brother she wanted another child. she wanted me. worst part about that ? i was surprised #bc she has never treated me as if i was wanted. never #she was physically there for my childhood but she didn’t spend time w me and was emotionally distant #and i’ll b completely honest with you. her just being ‘there’ was not enough. a parent just being ‘there’ is not fucking good enough #and i don’t jst mean that for me. for everyone who had present-but-not parents #they didn’t raise us. they didn’t spend time with us. they didn’t treat us as anything but a chore in reality even if we didn’t see it then. #but they were ‘there’ so it’s fine apparently. i say fuck that #id rather she not have been there at all than go thru what she put me thru for years and years #absence probably would have hurt too. but there’s no way it could hurt as much as all she’s done #sorry abt the rant in the tags. i only recently in th last yr reached a point where i began to truly realise these things #but i will keep on ranting here. i cant get out of my current situation rn so letting it off my chest here is the only option #keeps me somewhat sane. so u cunts(affectionate) better deal w it !!!!!!!!! #plum.txt #feel free 2 ignore #dl