#HE EVEN HAS VINNIE'S CHAINS

[dilemmaontwolegs]

Belle Mort || LN4

AN: this was deep in the archives of abandoned fics but figured I’ll just post it anyway.

Pairing: Lando Norris x vampire!fem!reader

Summary: Your paths weren’t meant to cross - he was a famous driver and your brethren were the thing of myths and nightmares.

Warnings: smut, major character death

He didn’t belong here.

You could only surmise Vinny let him in the club because he knew an easy target when he saw one. Rich, young and handsome - he was ripe for the taking. A part of you knew not to get involved but, unlike your brother, you had a small conscience, especially when it came to the pretty, blue-eyed man who had shared your bed.

Making your way across the busy dance floor of Belle Mort, you snaked between the women who were selling themselves to the richest man one sway of their hips at a time. You slapped away roaming hands that tried to pull you into their laps and glared at the men until they looked away with wounded egos.

Your brother spotted the target and you stepped lightly in your high heels as you dodged the revellers, finally making it in front of the handsome man. “Qu'est-ce que tu fais, garçon perdu?”

Lando smirked as he cast his eyes over your body, the tight fitted dress hiding very little of the body he knew intimately. “I don’t speak French.”

“I know.”

His hand caught your waist and pulled you closer, his lips brushing your cheek. “You didn’t call me.”

You rolled your eyes at the need that laced his words, but it would have been a lie to say you hadn’t thought about it. You had even kept his number when you should have deleted it. Your worlds were so far apart you didn’t see the point in making it more than a one night stand, it was safer that way. “I know. Find another bar.”

“I like this one.” His hand tightened and his thumb brushed over your ribs, tracing the curve under your breast. His smirk grew as he felt your ribs expand with the sharp intake of air you took.

“You’ve never been here before.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because I own it.”

“Co-own, dear sister,” Nix added as he stepped to your side. “And if Lando wants to party then who are we to deny him.”

You narrowed your eyes at your brother. “It’s bad for business.”

“Why? Because you mixed it with pleasure,” he laughed as he ruffled your hair, cracking your neck as he pushed you away to leer at the man himself. “I can see the appeal. No one can deny you have good taste, it’s just a shame you always leave them broken.”

“What’s he talking about?” Lando asked as he helped keep you steady from your brother's push.

“Nix has always been jealous of me, haven’t you?” you taunted him. “Always wanted my dolls for himself.”

Nix’s jaw ticked and if the music wasn’t so loud you probably could have heard a tooth break. “Shouldn’t you be working?”

“I’m on a break,” you stated, catching Lando’s attention as you grabbed his wrist and started to drag him to your office before freezing. Your hand met bare skin and you held your hand out to your brother. “Give it back. Now.”

Nix rolled his eyes but reached into his pocket to return the watch he had easily lifted from Lando. The glass and diamond face slapped into your palm but you curled a brow at him and cleared your throat, waiting for the rest.

“You really used to be more fun,” he grumbled as he returned Lando’s wallet too. “Don’t worry, the condom is still in there.”

“And the cash?”

“I don’t think that is really your worry, but yes, cash too.”

Nix disappeared into the crowd and even you found it difficult to trace his movements but he was one of the fastest vampires you knew.

“Interesting family you have,” Lando commented as the music was cut off with your office door.

“You should be more careful,” you warned as you slid the security chain onto the latch. “This side of town could get a guy like you killed.”

“A guy like me?” he asked as he accepted the whiskey you poured, neat. “Handsome?”

“Well known,” you corrected, despite his knowing smirk. Of course you found him handsome, or else you wouldn’t have let him fuck you in the bathrooms of another nightclub in the city. You had a business meeting, with a wolf no less, and the owner had left you displeased, so you found another form of pleasure in his den. “Where you go, pictures are taken. That is bad for my business.”

Who knew what illegal activities those pictures or videos might capture and be uploaded. Voices had been silenced for less in the dark alleys around the club - but the bodies were never found.

Lando took a sip as he weighed your words of warning, but it didn’t stop him wanting to go another round with you. He knew you were different from the moment he saw you. Determination and strength rolled off you as you stalked through the club to a door labelled ‘staff only’. A different look of determination had been seen when you emerged, scanning the crowd for someone to use - he had come to the club for the same reason.

“I can be invisible, when I want to be,” he promised as he followed you to the desk you leaned back on, crossing your heeled ankles in front of you. He placed the glass on the wood beside you and smelt the smooth spirit on his breath when he kissed the corner of your lips. “But I wanted you to notice me, again.”

His hand ran down your thighs and your ankles uncrossed. He took the space given and parted your legs so he could step between them and steal your moan with his kiss. His tongue parted your lips with the same confidence he parted your legs and he hummed when your hands slipped under his shirt, your nails dragging down his spine.

“I’m going to fuck you on your desk and every time you have a meeting here you will think of me.”

Desire pooled between your thighs at the promise and when his fingers found your body bare beneath the dress he felt it slick and warm. “You like that idea don’t you?” he chuckled in your ear, the deep timber of his gravelled voice making you clench around his fingers before they withdrew from you. “Turn around.”

For a woman who considered herself to be the bossy one, you were quick to follow his instruction and it didn’t go amiss from the smirk on his face. “I don’t remember you being this demanding last time,” you said over your shoulder, feeling the air on your skin as he pushed your dress up over your hips.

“That’s because you looked like you needed it more than me.” He flipped his wallet open and pulled the condom out, tearing through the foil packaging before rolling it down his hard length. With one swipe of his arm he cleared space on your desk and started to push you down before he changed his mind and spun you to face him. “Actually, I want to see your face when I make you come.”

The mahogany wood was hard under your ass and you spread your knees for Lando to step between. His cock pressed to your entrance and he watched your lips part as he slowly began to stretch you, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed inside you.

“You’re going to call me, aren’t you?” he asked with the teasingly slow retreat he made. He stopped just short of leaving you empty and made no move to fill you again. “I’m not going to fuck you until you answer me.”

You tried to shuffle your hips closer but he held them tight and your feet were off the ground so you couldn’t move, not without revealing your unnatural strength. Finally a frustrated sound left your lips and he smiled triumphantly when you agreed. “Now would you please fuck me?”

He answered with the snap of his hips and you moaned in unison as he filled you completely. The computer screen came to life and the mouse moved with the rocking desk and the cup of pens tipped over, scattering among the mess he had already made. Stars danced across your vision and your body pulsed with the deep bass that made it through the soundproof door.

“Lando,” you moaned as you tipped his head back, baring his neck as you felt your canines elongating behind your lips. The throb of his rapid pulse invited you to taste him and you dragged your nose over the vein, inhaling the rich scent hidden beneath his cologne. “You shouldn’t have come here.”

He shivered as your teeth grazed his skin but he was too far gone in his pleasure to question the sharp points. Just a little sip, you told yourself.

Lando gasped as pain flared, but just as quickly as it came it bled to a burn that felt better than any high he had ever had. He couldn’t breathe as you sucked at the puncture wounds, filling your belly with the same need you had for his cock.

He couldn’t explain how he found himself sat on the couch in your office with you on his lap, he had only blinked. You were high on him, making silly errors like using your speed and strength carelessly. You weren’t new to this life, but you were acting like it with him.

“Why did you come here?”

His head fell back and his eyes closed as you took your pleasure in riding him. He couldn’t think, there was only the tight feeling in all his muscles as his orgasm threatened to shatter him beneath you. “Just wanted you,” he choked as he bucked his hips up to meet you. “Again.”

You cried out as your climax peaked and Lando followed, unable to hold back with how tight you felt around him. Your head spun as the high receded, but you wanted more - it was the curse of immortality, you always wanted more.

You turned his head and struck again, lapping at the twin lines of life blood running down his collar. Cursing inwardly, you realised you were taking too much, you always took too much when you played with your food. Lando’s eyes fluttered shut and his breathing laboured, his skin fading before your eyes. Nix was right, you always left them broken.

“Fuck,” you growled at the thought of losing another man. Tearing the skin from your wrist you made what was possibly the second biggest mistake of your life, the first would always be asking for this life. Your blood was thicker and darker than his, staining his lips as you squeezed it out before the wound could heal.

“Wake up…” You prayed you weren’t too late, the seconds ticking by with quiet reassurance that time would continue to move on even if Lando never did again.

—

Nix crashed through the office door as dawn approached and the club closed. His black eyes found Lando’s body on the couch and a sneer carved across his lips. “What a waste.”

You barely lifted your head from your hands as you sat at your desk. You had felt lethargic from a full belly and drained veins. “I didn’t mean to.”

“You never do,” he snickered. “There will be people looking for him, I’ll have Vinny dump him in the marina - another rich boy who partied too hard.”

Lando gasped as he jolted upright, his eyes ringed red from the transformation, and a war waged within you. Rage exuded from Nix as he realised the danger you had put the entire coven in and his features sharpened as his fangs pierced his lips. “You would bring the Council down on our heads, sister?”

“I said I didn’t mean to. I just couldn’t stand to see another die because of my weakness.”

“I would rather you have just killed him.” Nix pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. To change a human required petitioning to the Council, and permits were rarely given this century - and certainly not to those well known. People tend to notice when someone doesn’t age at the same rate: Jennifer Anniston, Cillian Murphy, Paul Rudd, Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Those half breeds could get away with it for a little longer but they would soon be faking their own deaths to keep the secret of their heritage.

“Take him to the mountains,” Nix said as he crossed the room to where Lando writhed in pain on the carpet, the transition destroying his delicate human cells for something much more robust. “I’ll tie up the loose ends here.”

Nix took the car keys from Lando’s pocket and checked his watch. There was still enough time before dawn came to wreck the car off the cliffs and into the French Riviera. When the car was found empty they would assume his body was carried out to sea. Lando Norris was dead. Lando de Belle Mort had risen.

#lando norris fanfic #lando norris imagine #lando norris x reader #vampire!reader #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #formula one imagine #formula 1 fanfic #formula one fanfiction

[queenmayor23]

How do we tell our son?

Y/N, Buck, and Eddie leaned on the kitchen island, watching Christopher play his video game.

"So, how are you two planning on telling him?"

"Yes, Eddie, how are you planning on telling your son?"

"Oh, so he's my son now."

"He's been your son since he was born. I inherited him just a year and some change ago."

"Yeah, this one's on you."

"Why don't you tell him?"

"And have him hate his favorite Uncle Buck? Not a chance. Have you even tested the waters on this conversation yet?"

"I asked him if he liked Y/N once."

"And?"

"And he asked if he could have his sleepover party at your place, and I had to tell him no because I was horny and we were fighting, and I didn't want him and his friends to wake up to us…. doing us. You know how much I love angry sex."

"Was that when you brought Chris to Maddie's, and we did that thing with the rope and the nipple clamp…"

Eddie stood behind Y/N, signaling Buck to stop, but it was too late.

"You what?"

"Bebe. I'm sorry-"

"Edmundo. Diaz."

"Somebody's in trouble."

"Not helping Buck."

"Are you serious? That was supposed to be our thing. The one thing that we didn't share with Buck. We share clothes, food, beds, but not that."

"I was upset, and I'm so sorry. Can you forgive me for the sake of our son?"

"Yes, just because you said "our son," and it sounds so nice when you say it."

"If you like that, you should hear me call my husband's name."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

Eddie and Y/N were chest to chest. They would have burned down the building if their sexual tension were a fire.

"You mean we could live with Y/N forever? Awesome!"

Y/N and Eddie look at the sofa to Christopher and Buck looking back at them.

"I helped."

"Dad, when do we move to Papa's house?"

"I thought you liked living here."

"I do, but Papa has a park across the street, and last time, he told me that he would teach me how to play basketball so I could beat a meatball."

"A meatball?"

"You are looking a little beefier than usual."

"Me? You think you two can beat me?"

"You are a man of many talents, but basketball is not one of them."

Y/N pats Eddie on his shoulder, earning a disheartened frown. Chris turns around to resume his game, and Buck enters the kitchen to refill his water bottle.

"Great, now that's over. Now, all you have to do is tell the crew."

"You didn't tell the 118?"

"No, I thought you did."

"Why would I tell them you spend all day with them?"

"Who doesn't know? Hen knows that means Chim knows; therefore, Maddie knows."

"Buck knows."

"Ravi was your best man, so if he doesn't know, he's more of a himbo than me."

"Bobby knows from our anniversary dinner."

"Did you tell Athena?"

"No, she scares me. But she's not stupid she has to know."

"How about this? At the Halloween party, just announce it. You'll have everyone in the same room and only have to do it once."

"That's not a bad idea."

"Look at you, Buck-a-roo."

"I help."

Buck smiles like a puppy dog, receiving a cheek rub from Y/N as his face falls in thought.

"Same room?"

"What? What's wrong now?"

"The holidays. Last year, we were in Cancun with the crew for Thanksgiving, and-"

"You were in the hospital for Christmas."

"So, which family gets what holiday?"

"My family hates Thanksgiving, so we do Christmas in Texas."

"My family will kill me and send a search party for me if I miss a New York Christmas two years in a row."

"You are just adding to the headcannon."

"Here we go again."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Eddie thinks I'm in a mafia family just because I'm a New York Italian."

"Your father's name is Don. You have a weird fascination with gold chains and wearing sunglasses all day, you have a cousin named Vinny, you call people meatball, you said they called you Baby Gambino when you were a kid-"

"Because I was a chubby kid and snuck off to our family's bakery..."

"It's not just a bakery; it's bakeries, meat markets, pizzerias, wine shops, grocery stores, and that's just the stuff you've mentioned."

"... and I don't know how many times I have to tell you my father's name is John, but with his accent, it sounds like Don. You know what, how about you ask him? We do Thanksgiving in Texas and Christmas in New York, and when we're all at the table, you can ask him in front of my whole family."

"Maybe I will."

"If you want to die."

Y/N playfully nudges Buck into a light chuckle.

#this is my world now not your world #queenmayor23 #more to come #gay #x male reader #eddie diaz x male reader x evan buckley #buddie x male reader #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #evan buckley #buddie #911 fox #911 abc #station 118 #holiday plans #meatball #fluff #grown-up wish list #sweater weather #campfire stories #make the yuletide gay #that's smut to me

[bimbo-superstar]

Darkness is my lover

Yandere Vincent Sinclair x plus size reader 

WARNING DARK THEMES INCLUDE: Dub-con, captivity, forced breeding, dark topics overall, Vinny is sweet in some of the points but controlling and possessive in others.

Please proceed with caution, not intended for younger audiences. 

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♡Vincent became infatuated with you the minute Bo dragged you down to the basement unconscious, you just look so beautiful the full cheeks, your plump lips, those thighs you had, he just had to keep you, but he knew Bo would not allow that to happen, so he hid you.

♡The first month you had attempted to escape multiple times, you almost succeeded the last time which is why you ended up strapped to Vincent's chair, he couldn't believe why you were being ungrateful maybe if he started to treat you like how Bo treats his victims, you'll learn your lesson so that's what he did.

♡You are chained to Vincent's worktable, he put a mattress and some pillows and blankets down, so you won't bump and cut up your delicate body cause vin doesn't want to see his darling hurt unless He’s the one doing the hurting you are his muse after all

♡To Vincent you're like his little doll that he can dress up, feed, wash and use, he needs affection too and with you resisting and resenting him sometimes he can get rough and force you to cuddle up to him or if he’s sexually frustrated, he will take it out on you whether you want it or not 

♡ He loves when you cry and just lay there staring into space, it gives him the perfect opportunity to sketch you how the tears roll down your cheek and hit the dirty basement floor it's like art to him.

♡ His nicknames for you are: My darling, My muse, My babydoll these are usually with passive aggressiveness to the tone and a hint of possessiveness to them also cause Vincent is very insecure and he believe you are his property and he can do whatever he wants to do to you and if someone tries to help you or stop him he has no problem with adding them to his endless collection of wax figures, this includes you if you want to misbehave and continue to act like a selfish bitch he would make you into a figure a special one of course with accessible holes for him to use 

♡Once you succumb to Stockholm syndrome Vinny will allow for you to roam the house and sleep in the room with him, he even allows for you to cook for him, Bo, and Lester you're also allowed to walk Jonesy with Lester 

♡Vincent allows for you to take up some hobbies so you don't think about leaving him again, he buys paint sets, yarn so you can make bracelets to distract you, over the months of you being there you start to crave his affection and attention which is what he wants in a darling he does not want you to disobey or try to leave him, watching him make figures makes you want to try it out so he allows you to sit in his lap while his big hands engulf yours and guides them

♡Vincent loves the thought of forcing himself inside of you if you don't comply with having children with him, he does not mind pushing you down and pounding into you and Cumming bucket loads inside of you, the thought of you being pregnant with his babies makes him go crazy it creates more possessiveness from you 

♡He would fuck you in areas he knows where Bo will pop up at, to Vincent Bo is the more attractive twin but knowing that he can fuck you and Bo cant makes his head spin and the blood rush to his cock, the way you scream and moan with him inside of you and the way you drool with your eyes rolled back while Bo watches from the shadows is what makes Vincent fuck into you harder and faster. He wants his brother to know that he owns you and he can never have you.

DAYUM I HOPE I DID GOOD FOR YOU MY LOVES 

should i make this into a little fic or something LET ME KNOWW 

I LOVE YALLL 

#vincent sinclair x reader #slasher fandom #house of wax 2005 #yandere Vincent Sinclair x reader #plus size reader

[freezingmcxn]

Hi! I started to read some of your posts about HABIT and I felt such a rush in reading such detailed and faithful descriptions of his character, behavior, and motives! My request, in this case, would be to ask you, if you could dive deeper into his psyche, maybe diving into the abyss of it. (Maybe write some of your dark headcanons about him?)

Thank you so much for your time, Moon!

Take Care!

DEEPER HABIT ANALYSIS (vinnie is also mentioned a good bit)

Ahh youre so sweet ofc! Here’s some more complex feelings I have about HABIT! I will post darker hcs in another post :)

Psyche: the human soul, mind, or spirit.

“The mind considered as a subjectively perceived, functional entity, based ultimately upon physical processes but with complex processes of its own”

Habit and his psyche is something I think about a lot.

I feel his mind is actually quite frail and weak and it’s something we don’t talk about enough. I even think he’s rather insecure.

By dwelling on certain thoughts, we can dig ruts in our neocortex and get stuck in loops. The thought habit dwells on is control and power.

One thing Habit does consistently is affirm his stance in the world, he either runs to Vinnie for this or he mumbles self affirming nonsense to himself. (repeating unstoppable in half acre)

Denial is something that sets him off, it makes him tick, pushes him too far, we see that with him and Jeff. HABIT can barely cope with not being feared, being denied, being ignored etc.

He’s normally faced with the ability to be in control, he can’t control someone denying his strength or power.

I think that leads to him denying himself, basically making him frail and insecure. He pushes this back though, and covers it with his plans and his actions.

He’s constantly in fight or flight because he fears that denial I think, if someone’s denying his power what can he do other than kill them? He can’t prove his power because frankly he doesn’t have enough, he doesn’t even know himself if he’s actually powerful.

Habit is not an insane, irrational monster who will maim and destroy.

Habit is calculated and cold, he waits and learns, he knows how to manipulate his environment to fit his own narrative.

Habit knows what he's doing, he knows exactly where to cut to make sure you bleed out longer, so you can suffer longer, he takes pleasure in other peoples suffering.

He has a one way path.

Vinnie..ultimately distracts this tunnel vision. Habit goes down a different route with Vinnie alongside him.

He’s fascinated by Vinnie and how his perseverance and ability to escape him, yet keep coming back.

Vinnie is like an additional game for Habit.

Habit needs humans more than we need him, he’s afraid to admit it, but he knows it.

Vinnie knows this and Vinnie likes it. Vinnie can manipulate that for himself, Vinnie uses himself as a way to wrap Habit around his finger. When Vinnie isn’t there Habit waits…like a dog for him.

Vinnie likes feeling needed and Habit likes having that one good rabbit that he will be able rely on, mould etc.

Vinnie holds the humanity Habit wants and needs, he feeds off Vinnie to satisfy this hunger.

Vinnie is, to me, like a sedative to habit.

Notice how HABIT never tries to kill Vinnie, and Vinnie never tries to kill Habit. He threatens it…but does he ever do it? No.

They both benefit eachother, they’re necessary to the food chain yet refuse to kill one another off.

#slenderverse #hcs #moon responds #everymanhybrid #headcanons requests #character analysis #psychology #habit everymanhybrid #habit #vinnie emh #vinnie everyman

[k-dokja]

x. ring / vinny hong

Vinny thought about it. Buying a ring for you to celebrate your two-years anniversary might have been a luxury for him, but with his new income, it’s not too far beyond his reach. He shouldn’t really think about this when his mother lies ill in the hospital, but he has never been rational about you.

It’s strange and silly to think about what he’s doing. He pushed everyone else away, even tried to push you away at one point. The keyword is “tried” because he never really succeeded. Not when you read him before he could do it and he was too greedy to let you go. It’s selfish and stupid, all of these things he wants.

Again and again, he thinks that he should let you go. You wouldn’t listen and now he thought about a ring. He gave you the chance to leave, times and times again. You wouldn’t listen and now he’s thinking about giving you a shackle, because he’s horrible and awful and he’ll break you heart.

And this ring would chain and weigh you long after he’s gone.

#vinny hong #vinny hong x reader

[survivalshipping]

(BELATED) Ninjago Fic Rec Week Masterpost

Hey people! I’ve been working on this all week but unfortunately was too busy to really post any of it while the week was happening, so I’m posting all seven days late. I combed my entire bookmarks for this :3

DAY 1 (CANON/LLOYD)

o.k. overture by newnins

For the Lloyd prompt! I just Really Like this Lloyd fic, man. If you read the stuff i write you know how much I love deep introspection into Lloyd struggling with normalcy and his identity/purpose. Also any Skylor + Lloyd friendship is a WIN for me and is sorely underutilized

Chain Reaction by TeuthidaRegina

For the Canon and Lloyd prompt! One of multiple fics on here written by my bestie! I love beast Lloyd so so much and this fic is So Good. Let my man be more creature. I love dragoni Lloyd

Lloyd Gets a Ransom Note by BumblebeeEnby

For the Lloyd prompt! A fic where Lloyd gets to have a meal with Garmadon and Vinny. I’m absolutely obsessed with this fic for several reasons (see: my URL) and it feels so in-character and organic. Would love to be a fly on the wall for this one, honestly.

DAY 2 (AU/MOVIEVERSE/JAY)

Who Said You’re On Your Own? by Subpar_Samurai

For the AU prompt! This is for an AU that I remember seeing posts of by the author/artist prior to the fic being published and being immediately intrigued by it. It’s a story where Ronin is the one who takes Lloyd under his wing and raises him. I really like Ronin. I haven’t seen updates on this AU in a while but I still love it dearly

Prodigal Prince by TeuthidaRegina

For the AU and Movieverse prompt! Another fic written by my bestie. An AU where movie!Lloyd is raised by Garmadon instead...but is still the Green Ninja! The dynamics in this fic are so good. It has everything. Papa Garmadon, Very Much Oni Lloyd, and so, so much drama. Please read this I beg of you

Survivors by Finn_M_Corvex

For the Jay prompt! This was a fic I found relatively recently and it’s...super good? It deals with the survivor’s guilt that both Jay and Lloyd feel due to certain experiences. Jay is written really well in this. It’s also incredibly heartwrenching.

The Catboy-ification of Lloyd Garmadon by jays-supersonic-dynamo

For the Movieverse prompt! THEEEEEE movie fic. THE TLNM FIC EVER. Everything about this fic is absolutely perfect and it’s such fun writing for every movie iteration of the characters involved. I don’t care that Lloyd hates the term, I love dragoni Lloyd in this fic. Catboy is Real

DAY 3 (ANGST/KAI)

a day in the life of a fatherless child by holographicknife

For the Angst prompt! This fic upsets me in a good way. Lloyd deals with his trauma by himself, including a certain somebody showing up. It’s incredibly heartwrenching. Totally recommend.

An Impromptu Little Brother by Leonardo_Charles_BlueWood_21

For the Kai prompt! One of the absolute holy grails of Kai + Lloyd fics, showcasing the development of their brotherly relationship following young Lloyd joining the ninja and living with them. Super good, and Kai’s written great here. 

Off the Deep End by Kiss_The_Cook

For the Angst and Kai prompt! I don’t have a ton to say about this, but the way Kai is written in this is impeccable. Read it.

DAY 4 (FLUFF/COLE)

Dancing in the Rain by K1ngtok1

For the Fluff prompt! Super cute fic starring Lil Lloyd and Kai. Incredibly sweet. This fic just feels like a warm hug. 

Let’s Dye this World by PeachPopFizz

For the Fluff prompt! Lloyd dyes his hair. Chaos ensues. Don’t have much to say, but this fic is so much fun and I love it

hate to say i love you by lloydenthusiast

For the Fluff prompt! Lloyd struggles to tell his found family how much he loves them. Incredibly bittersweet and overall a great read.

DAY 5 (MULTICHAPTER/NYA)

Devil’s Horns by TeuthidaRegina

For the Multichapter prompt! Fic #3 on this list written by my best friend. Even though not everything by them is on here you should read everything by them. S10 divergence fic featuring a whole lotta oni Lloyd and also a whole lotta oni in general. What more could you want? This fic is perfection and I honestly forgot that that wasn’t what happened canonically because I like this way better

Perfect Gardens by northpen

For the Multichapter prompt! Post S10, Lloyd becomes a child again. SUPER long, SUPER angsty, and overall just super super interesting. northpen is a phenomenal author in this fandom. The interactions between Garmadon and Lloyd are so complex, too. I can’t wait for the next chapter of this fic. 

Line of Position (author has since orphaned this fic)

For the Nya prompt! Takes place during Hunted. Nya’s thinking about her family while she’s stargazing. Going to be real this fic made me so damn sad. I feel like there aren’t enough Hunter Nya works out there

Meet Again by northpen

For the Multichapter prompt! I don’t remember if I found this, or somebody recommended it to me, but when I started reading I think I read all but one chapter instead of sleeping. And then I proceeded to wake up the next day and finish it. SUPER good future fic involving reincarnation of sorts, Cole and Zane excluded since they’re still alive. This fic genuinely had me at the edge of my seat as it developed. I don’t want to spoil much but it’s worth the read.

DAY 6 (DYNAMIC DUOS/ZANE)

Piggyback by Echo_K

For the Dynamic Duos prompt! Two different scenes of Lloyd and Kai! Very cute, falls into hurt/comfort territory, but overall is a sweet story. Shows off the development of Kai and Lloyd’s bond well.

You Give Me the Strength I Need (To Cry) by fruitcasket

For the Dynamic Duos prompt! To say that this fic is incredible is an absolute understatement. It focuses on Kai and Lloyd, taking inspiration from The Splinter in the Blind Man’s Eye, and every part of it is amazing. Both perspectives are used. It’s also a multichapter! Seriously, I can’t recommend this enough.

thaw by lloydenthusiast

For the Dynamic Duos and the Zane prompt! A post-S11 fic involving dealing with the repercussions of the Ice Emperor. Really goes in-depth on both how it affected Zane and Lloyd. I don’t see a TON of fics about the two of them so this is always nice to see.

You’ve Got Your Transmission and Your Live Wire by Spinchip

For the Zane prompt! In which Zane experiments with their gender after a technical difficulty. I love seeing peoples’ takes on the identity of the characters in this series and this is honestly one of my favorite in that category. The author is also like, the CEO of Zane to me in general so that adds to how well this is written.

DAY 7 (GEN/TEAM)

brick by brick by lloydenthusiast

For the Gen and the Team prompt! A post-s10 fic dealing with Lloyd’s trauma and how he’s handling (or not handling) it. I love love LOVE the dynamics shown in this and how a connection is shown between everybody and every separate pair. It also feels incredibly organic and realistic, especially in terms of the dialogue.

The Candy Aisle by VioletPixels

For the Gen and the Team prompt! Takes place pre-Child’s Play when Lloyd is still a kid being raised by the ninja. Super cute, super heartfelt, and I love how the thought processes of Lloyd are shown. He’s truly a kid in this.

I’m Here by SenseiGrace

For the Gen prompt! After S3E5, when Lloyd is able to escape Pythor + the Overlord’s clutches and Sensei G comes to his aid. Something about fics involving Sensei Garmadon hit different. I especially liked how this fic was from Garmadon’s perspective. Makes me miss him so much.

a compass to lead you home by aura_w

For the Gen prompt! I don’t want to spoil this fic, but it’s Garmadon-focused (post-reincarnation) and deals with him rediscovering himself and dealing with his identity. Probably one of my favorite Garmadon-centric fics out there. Give it a read!

All I’m Asking For by lloydskywalkers

For the Gen and the Team prompt! I know this has probably been on like, everybody’s rec lists, but it’s worth it. Everything lloydskywalkers wrote is totally worth checking out on their ff.net page. It’s a long (26 chapter) fic which I recommend sitting down and reading fully. There’s a LOT I could say about this fic, but I don’t want to spoil people. Every character from the ninja to Wu and Garmadon are written so goddamn well in this. I think I cried reading the last few chapters. Please read this

Once again, very sorry that I’m like, three days late to posting for the Fic Rec week. I have been very busy 😭 but I really wanted to get my recommendations posted and out there for you guys to see!

#ninjago #montypost #fic recs #ninjago fic rec week #bro i have NO idea what else to tag this #ninjago fanfiction #fic recommendation

[parabellvvm]

Mother's Name

content warning: canon-typical violence, transphobia

“Where's your mama, Vinny? She gonna come rescue you again?”

In the heart of the city thrumming with warm-weather activity, a group of posturing teenagers stand in a semi-circle in the middle of a dusty yard. At their feet, a boy not much younger than them is splayed out in the dirt. They are almost fully fledged adults at this point in their lives, yet nothing so far has ever prevented their cruelty. Only curbed it.

A blonde-haired girl swings her foot out and the heel of her shoe connects with his jaw, giggling with sick glee at the clack of teeth. “Maybe now you'll keep your mouth shut!“ She jeers, laughter from the others joining with hers as it echoes across the empty space.

Blood spatters harsh crimson across the ground in front of him. A broken tooth or two, for certain. He might've even bit his tongue. He tries to speak, but any real semblance of words is failing with the warm liquid dribbling down his chin.

”Yeah, you hear that?“ One of his assailants, another boy, crouches down with his hands on his knees. ”You keep going around runnin' your mouth, we're going to break it for good.“ His brown eyes flash with a predatory joy, showing teeth.

The girl sways back and forth on her feet, wiping her shoe clean, "Aww, he's trying to say something!" The trio gathers in closer, awaiting with bated breath as he chokes on the iron taste in his throat.

"H-Her name -" he stutters out, wiping his bloodied nose with the back of his hand, "was Maria." With an indignant snort, he sits up and spits straight into their faces.

They scatter like startled vultures, shrieking. This won't be the end of this exchange - more pain will be metered out before he manages to break for the chain fence and crawl out of their range, limping home to his dissatisfied uncle.

"Again? How many times do I have to tell you not to provoke them, Marielle?" He asks the wounded teenager at his door.

The boy sniffs, pinching the bridge of his bruised and crooked nose to prevent the flow of blood. "M'name's Vincent."

#disco elysium #disco elysium oc #vvin ocs #vincent travart #kenrick faure

[zeawesomebirdie]

say it like you mean it, do you trust me now? (Gunsmoke) (bingo) (early drafting) 👀 could we hear a summary?

[WIP Tag Game]

Thanks for the second ask Astro sdjhgds I'm very honoured !!!!

This is the fic I've been vaugeblogging about for the last week or so!! It has utterly possessed me, I haven't written so much in ages

General content warning for violence, mostly genre typical violence for Westerns but also major character near-death :)

This is for the Bad Things Happen Bingo prompt "Taking the Bullet." I was inspired by the Gunsmoke episode Never Pester Chester, specifically the radio version which can be found on the Internet Archive here, it's number 7 (and I'm sorry I can't seem to figure out how to link the specific episode so hopefully this is adequate??) in which Chester gets dragged out of town by a pair of cowboys and gets so badly injured that Doc isn't even sure he'll make it. The moment Matt finds out about it, he goes absolutely feral about getting Chester back to safety, and then he goes out after the two cowboys and leaves his guns behind. At the end of the episode, he tells Chester that there isn't another man he could trust more, and tbch the whole episode has various characters trying to reassure him about Chester and it's actually really an incredibly queer episode if one happens to ship Matt/Chester but anyway lmao the plot of this fic!!!

It's Chester's birthday, and Matt got him a super nice fancy watch chain and he's made sure to get all of his work done early and he even wakes up a little early so that he can make sure to give Chester the best birthday ever. He's even got the hopes of finally confessing to be in love with Chester, since Kitty's been getting after him about that for ages now, but first things first: giving Chester the watch chain

Unfortunately (affectionate) this is a Western during trailing season, and when some cowboy or another shoots off his guns in the street, Matt has to run out of the jail and stop him. Turns out, there's a new trail boss in town, just came in and everything after their herd had been rustled a few days out of Dodge. Even though Matt tries to give Chester the day off (it's his birthday after all), Chester insists on going with him to meet the trail boss, which sets them out on what seems to be a wild goose chase

One thing leads to another, and the man accused of cattle rustling (one Timothy Anderson) turns out to be the former partner of the accuser (one Vinnie Munson), and he didn't rustle that herd, he bought them to cover Munson's ass after hearing that Munson couldn't afford to pay off his cowboys. This all comes to a head when Matt and Chester bring Anderson down to the Texas Trail to face Munson, who's been drinking all day. When Matt's back is turned, Munson reaches for his gun, and by the time he's firing Matt's been pushed out of the way by Chester, who gets the bullet in the ribs instead

Munson flees, but Matt doesn't follow after him. He waits with Chester until Doc gets there, which seems like an eternity later. Then, once they're all in Doc's office and the bullet has been removed, Matt finally confesses to being in love with Chester, only for Chester to pass out again. So Matt does the only thing he can think of doing: he takes off his star and tells Kitty and Doc he's going out to kill Munson

I'm almost halfway through the zero draft at this point, and I have a fancy schmancy brand-new playlist and a moodboard for this fic now! The playlist can be found here on spotify, and it's all pop punk!!

And here's the moodboard!

#tag game #matt dillon/chester goode #matt dillon/chester proudfoot #(have to tag both versions of chester's name cause ive kinda combined his TV and radio versions into one) #this one is significantly more in line with my usual blood + guts + gore lmao #but i have to say writing westerns is *much* more fun than i was expecting it to be!! #also if you ever have 30 minutes to kill: #the radio programme is *incredible* and I cannot recommend it enough!!

[myers-meadow]

The Ambrose Summer Vacation, ch. 2

Title: The Ambrose Summer Vacation. Part one can be found here. Part three is here.

Summary: On vacation in southern Louisiana, a friend is seduced by a handsome southern man to visit his museum in a small town called Ambrose. The vacation lasts longer than intended. During her stay, Katya tries her best to get a hold of the Sinclair brothers, to understand what is going on, and perhaps to claw her way to freedom. Their receptiveness to her soon causes a complicated predicament and her struggles grow as she gets in over her head.

Contents: Vincent x OC and Bo x OC. OC is female, named, but has otherwise little specified backstory. Slower burn than my usual stuff, and it is dark. It is a poly fic, but no threesomes and the brothers aren't involved with each other.

Warnings: Kidnapping, canon-typical violence.

Wordcount: 2033 words.

Finally the second chapter! Thank you for reading!

Ao3 link.

Divider by @/firefly-graphics.

I awoke tied to the bed, Jonesy next to me. No one in sight. Never expected rope to be this secure. The dog whined as I continued trying to undo the knots, eventually just started wriggling my hands. My vision blurred with each beat of my heart from how my head throbbed and the skin of my wrists burned. Where were Johanna, Nico and Maxim? Were they alright? Would they be kept in a similar room, waiting to be rescued, wondering the same for me? Praying had never been for me, but I damn near tried. I imagined the anger, heard Johanna’s screams again in my head - if they’d catch me escaping it would be bad. Worse than this. When my wrists turned raw, I stopped the struggle with a dejected sigh.

Instead I sat on the bed, waiting, petting Jonesy. She seemed loyal, but warmed up to me after a while, panting with her tongue out when I called her a good girl. Would I stand a chance? Two able-bodied men, who clearly had done this before. Done what? Murder? I did not want to know what was behind that glint in Bo’s eyes. How could he smile so charmingly when his intentions were this sinister?

It was Bo who came then. His heavy footfalls on the staircase alerted me before I saw him. Then he saw me, grinned and came closer.

“Vinny got you tied up good, huh?” he pulled the rope, pulling me toward him. “Do you like it, being his sweet little muse?”

His hand fell to my cheek, I flinched away, expecting something harsh. “What happened to Johanna?” I asked, voice braver than I felt.

“Perhaps you’ll see, don’t worry your pretty little head about that.” He clicked his tongue. I was too frightened to look at him, he chuckled softly. “Hey, I’m not even the scary one.”

Something made me doubt that. Clearly growing bored, he shrugged and pushed me back beside Jonesy, who let out a whine at the bed being jostled.

Bo sauntered over to the paper on the table, pushing the papers around and looking at one the drawings. “It looks like he wants to keep ya. Lucky one, you…”

My blood ran cold. Lucky? I tugged the ropes again, the only thing that achieved was jostling Jonesy, who I immediately soothed with soft words. Bo sent me a last smirk as he disappeared from the room, seemingly not noticing the hole I burned in the back of his head with my stare.

When Vincent came down, he woke me up from a light sleep with the bang of the basement door. My back cracked as I sat up. He was already close, the candlelight illuminated his good eye. Blue. That sign of humanity behind the mask after being literally chained to a bed startled me. Unsure of what to, I gestured to myself, halfway through the question: “Will you draw me aga-” before he grabbed the robe that bound my wrists and pulled me up to him so we were face to face. His eye took in seemingly every detail of my face, every pore, every eyebrow hair, each acne scar, as I did my best to stop myself from squirming away from him.

Then, with his gaze resting on mine, swift fingers untied the rope and as soon as they were done, they gripped the tender skin tightly. He shook his head slowly, and with wide eyes, I nodded. He released me with a last lingering touch, and led me to the stained table. I hopped on similarly to the day before.

“Could I perhaps have some water?” I asked, keeping my tone conversational, light, normal. Reminding myself that he’s just human and breathing deep. The groves in the wood under my fingers grounded me. After moving a few paint bottles, the man set a plastic water bottle on the table, and I pulled the cap off in a hurry and downed a good bit of the bottle. It tasted a little stale, room temperature, but that could just be me not being used to the taste of mineral water. Set it down, wiped my mouth and caught sight of the man averting his eyes. He flicked the pencil away, settled for another, before flicking that one away too. Reaching in his back pocket, he took out a pocket knife, opened it and used it to sharpen the pencil. The quickness of his movements made clear that this was his usual way of doing things. This was his space, more than anything and I looked around with fresh eyes. There were pipes leading from the ceiling to some sort of apparatus, a rack of various clothes in varying sizes by the bed, a few bowls of water for the dog scattered about, several desk spaces filled with stacks of papers, art books and sketchbooks. The basement was lit with candles and just one dim overhead light. No windows. Would I ever see daylight again? I kicked my legs to pull myself back to the present. I fiddled with my loose braids, tucking stray hairs behind my ear and attempted a smile. The pocket knife was swiftly put away and his attention turned to me. Silence reigned

“Would you like me to redo my hair so it looks neater?” I asked, leaning back and looked over at the man, who had started his sketch with rough lines. His movements halted and he stood up, plopping the sketchbook down next to me and reaching for the braid the hung over my left shoulder. The hair slipped through his fingers as he touched it, then held it with one hand as he slipped the elastic down. With impatient movements, he combed the hair loose, none too gently. Catching up on what he wanted, I did the same for the other side until my hair rested over my chest and back in the residual waves that the braids left.

Before he could retreat, I grabbed his pencil, and wrote down my name, [Katyusha]. “That’s my name. You can call me Katya, though, since it’s easier.”

He barely cast it a glance, instead positioned me differently, avoiding my eyes. His warm hands on my arm and then on my thighs, as he pushed my legs up into a tailor’s sit.

The drawing continued in silence, the basement was too hot to think clearly.

And so it happened. In a way my old life died in Ambrose, along with that of my friends. The days filled themselves with the Sinclair twins at the house. I was not trusted outside, or out of sight, for long. Most of the time was spent with Vincent, who drew, sculpted or cleaned while in the same room. Often he drew me, and there were long stretches of time during which he sat with the sketchbook in his lap, pencil in hand, but only stared at me.

To avoid the awkwardness of those sessions, I started cleaning. Simply righting things on the shelves, cooking, baking, sweeping the floors – anything to distract my mind. Picking up certain bits of sign language was easy, a thank-you, a greeting, a goodbye. What was more difficult to get used to, were the marks on my wrists. Being tied up every day, despite my protests, never gave the raw skin time to properly heal.

.

After taking on the house-cleaning something changed. Vincent would leave me to cook or clean by myself, while he was in the basement working on sculptures. I discovered fragments of their past, of their family, tucked deeply within drawers. Going outside was not necessarily permitted, but sometimes Bo took me to the gas station or had me clean statues in the church. He was talkative, especially compared to Vincent, and I liked how it felt almost normal. At night I would jolt awake with my wrists tied and curse myself for believing that. For believing my life could ever be normal again.

And the day after would be spent hiding from an angry Bo, who threw plates, slammed doors and pushed me into the fridge, leaving a bruise on my back from the handle and fingers on my underarms.

Bo was in a chatty mood again during breakfast one day, a Monday (although the day of the week didn’t matter much). I put the dishes in the sink to wash after I was done eating.

“Katya, put your shoes on, let’s go to the shop, yeah?” said Bo, a hand on my arm to stop me from reaching for the dish soap. It wasn’t a question.

The town was incredibly deserted. It wasn’t difficult to figure out that the town was void of actual human life, except the twins. And they mentioned another brother, Lester, several times, although that was just information I pieced together from conversations they had around me, not with me.

If only I hadn’t been asleep that first day… But my bitter thoughts were interrupted as we reached the shop. Bo opened up and motioned me inside. He was working on another car, baby blue, older model, American make. Knowing their deal, it was probably stolen from the dead. He laid down on a trolley, ready to push himself underneath the car. There were old, some very old, calendars on the walls, the kind you’d expect in a mechanic shop like this, with ladies is very little clothing perched on top of cars or by swimming pools. Yellowed postcards of spots around the US. Polaroids, a few, black and white, of a young woman smiling at the camera. Who could she have been?

“It’s nice havin’ a helpin’ hand ‘round here,” he chatted idly. “Hand me that wrench, will ya? No, the other one, bigger one, yes, good.”

I handed it to him. “Want me to put on some music?”

“No, no need. Y’know, it’s probably time Lester comes up to the house.”

I sat down next to his legs, back against the car, so he could hand me the wrench back if he needed. Pulled up my legs and pushed the floral skirt over my knees. The smell of motor oil was worse here. “Lester?”

“Our younger brother. You’ve been here a while, it’d be only right to meet the rest of the family.”

“Thirty-three days,” I said. “I’ve been here thirty-three days, from the first time I woke up in Vincent’s workshop.”

Bo pushed himself back out from under the car and sat up. “You kept count? Damn.” He stared at me for a while, thinking. Unpleasant, as a thinking Bo felt like treading on black ice. He sat up, facing me. He tapped the wrench against my knee. “Another thing; yesterday there were some tourists about. Expecting ‘em to come to Ambrose today. You’re gonna be good, ain’t ya, kitten?”

The threat of it was clear. So that is why he wanted me here, to test me. “Why did you take me here if I could just be out of sight with Vincent?”

He looked to the garage entrance, the red door was all the way up. “You’ll greatly put any female visitors at ease, I reckon. Could take one or two up to the house and Vincent will take it from there.”

My blood ran cold. “Separate them. Like you did to us.”

Bo shrugged, crooked smirk showing off his dimples, shifted his hand to lay on my arm, rubbing circles on the sensitive skin on the inside of the elbow. His eyes fell to the marks on my wrists. “I mean, if you don’t, that’s fine, but then ya gotta explain that to Vincent… And if you wanna be part of the family, it’d be great to have you help us out.”

Family. That word again. The ease with which he said it was almost sickening. The family business… Was that what Vincent wanted? More than a muse, more than a subject to draw, more than something warm to touch when he felt lonely at night.

Bo watched with apt eyes as every thought crossed my face, no doubt showing my apprehension. “All you have to do is go along with me, doll.”

#house of wax #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #house of wax 2005 #house of wax fanfic #bo sinclair x oc x vincent sinclair #bo sinclair x oc #slasher community #vincent sinclair x oc #meadow's writing #slashers #lester sinclair #poly sinclairs #sinclair brothers

[honestmouse20]

Random ninjago hcs, go!

Mistake isn't dead! she was badly injured in her fight with Garmadon in Hunted but used Oni trickery (shapeshifting) to assume a new identity deep within the city. The only person who knows she's still alive is Lloyd. He found her on accident while walking down the street and was able to sense that it was her

more of an Au but I hc that either just after the Garmadon comics or Just before Crystalized, Garmadon was sent back in time to just after he died in Possession. Mostly it was the universe or FSM showing him his son and how much he needed him/loved him. But the kicker was that he could only watch. He was like a ghost. No one could see or hear him so he just watched Lloyd go through All the Posession shit and how much he'd missed Sensei Garmadon. It's the inciting incident that makes Garmadon go to Vinny and try to learn how to be good again

Kai absolutly has a scrapbook/photo album that he's always working on. It's massive and one of the ones where you can add more and more pages to. It's filled with photos and keepsakes of the team. He started a little after Lloyd was aged up by putting the first pictures they took together as a team into the album. But now it's huge and there may or may not be tear tracks on some of Nya's pictures bc he'd flip through them after Seabound (He thinks the other ninja don't know about it but they all do and they think it's super sweet)

Lloyd can sing! He's actually pretty good and he loves a lot of the same music as Cole. So they'll put music on sometimes and just jam out. The first time he started singing really loud in the car the others just stopped and stared bc they had no idea he was so good at it. Nowdays (DR) he's Always humming and singing to hismelf to pass the time and as a way to remember the members of his family they still havn't found

more on Garmadon bc he's my favorite sorry

While he was imprisoned in the Cursed Realm, he was able to sort of extend his senses and watch over Lloyd. He saw everything that was happening but was unable to help. It's probably only possible bc of his father being FSM and shit but it's a super useful thing bc it helps pass the time yk. He Knows he's going to spend eternity in there; you don't die in the Cursed Realm. You just turn into a ghost once you're relased. So he knew he would never get to live again. But he was okay with that bc his son was OKAY and happy and protected by his friends.

But then Morro shows up and I bet the reason Garmadon is the ony one fully chained rather than just in a little cell like Chen and Clouse, is because he raised absolute Hell to try and get to Lloyd. And he nearly Did. He nearly became the first person to escape on his own. But the Preimenent caught on and nearly destroyed him before she chained him so tightly that he could never escape. She made sure he was too weak to put up a fight liek that again. Tho i think if given a few months Garmadon would have been able to escape. Thats why he looks Like That when Lloyd sees him at the end of Possession

Garmadon also Knew that the Preimenent was going to be destroyed and was actually at peace when he went to the Departed Realm.

A part of him (the good part) remained in that realm for a long time, even after Harumi brought back the Oni part of him. But through time and his Oni part's hard work, he's slowly beginnign to re-merge his seperate selves. It's not really a conscious thing but it is happening.

#ninjago #d rambles #i can expand on all of these if you guys want #i just wanted ot put out some of my favorite hcs bc yee

[incarnateirony]

Patrick out here desperately scrambling to concoct a universe in which he didn't spend several months making shrill noises mocking the exact elements of ACTUAL POSTS OF ACTUAL STUFF I WAS ACTUALLY SPECCING which turned out to be, SURPRISE TO NOBODY, THE ACTUAL PLANNED ENDING GRADUALLY RELEASED IN INFO BYTES.

Dude out here basically crawling through my #shitposts #crack tags like "LOOK HOW WRONG THIS MOTHERFUCKER IS"

bro I also have crack posts of Jared sleeping with DJ Qualls that doesn't mean that was my actual fucking information

ARE YOU OKAY BRO

L I T E R A L L Y HOW CAN YOU NOT TELL APART "FUCKING AROUND WITH FRIENDS IN SILLY THREADS-- HEY HEY HEY WHAT IF WHAT IF" from "So anyway the ending will involve Castiel dying in subsuming death by facing his shadow, and then dean will die next before sam gets a full life on earth, while the others reunite in heaven at the roadhouse"

LITERALLY. I HAVE LIKE. ENTIRE VIDEO SERIES DOCUMENTING THIS ENTIRE "SPECULATION" PATH, THERE ARE HOURS OF STUDIOUS FOOTAGE COVERING TO DETAIL OUT FOR THE VIEWER WHY IT WOULD TREND THAT WAY. THERE IS a 6 HOUR PATHWAY I EDITED FOR YOU GUYS.

THERE ARE LITERALLY DOZENS OF POSTS AND POSTS WITHIN MASTERPOSTS THAT WERE RELEASED WITH THESE VIDEOS EXPLAINING WHAT THEY MEAN AND HOW THEY MOVE AND WHERE THEY WERE GOING AND HOW DIFFERENT AUTHORS WERE DOING IT AND WHERE THEY WERE TAKING IT.

THE FIRST RELEASE ALONE WAS THREE VIEWING HOURS OF CONTENT BEFORE THE FOOTAGE AFTER AS NEW CONTENT RELEASED.

AND HE CAN'T TELL IT APART FROM A SHITPOST.

That about sums up his general reading or media comprehension at the end of the day, doesn't it.

This dumb motherfucker heckled and laughed then REFUSED omission and

I cannot emphasize this enough

I repeat,

HE SPENT 5,000$ IN HIS OVERBLOWN CONFIDENCE JUST TO PROVE HE IS, IN FACT, AN OBLIVIOUS DIPSHIT.

Five thousand dollars. I need you to understand this man's mental state. He was so goddamn confident he worked with Kelios and Vinnie and burned literal thousands of dollars to prove I was right all along, even without Dabb clarifying the roadhouse or everyone else the thousand other elements I laid out there.

All he has to grasp at straws with now is crackposts and denial of the very obvious chain of events.

What a sad self consolation. I think he feels it. His entire relevance and platform is withering before his eyes. Everything he has ever been a pretender for already festers on the floor and the next few years is nothing but vultures picking apart the carcass.

Patrick's apparently been trying to read the goddamn memes on my blog like tea leaves holy buddha on a pickle

miserable, self absorbed jared stans like himself wanted to believe Jensen would let it rest. That he "liked" the ending. They ignored everything--they ignored him ignoring the finale, even, and waxing poetic about something else. They ignored the omissions, they ignored the upset, they ignored the BTS info of what caused the breakdown, they ignored it all.

They wanted, no they NEEDED it to rest. If it rested, they could continue to air out this "EVERYONE ELSE WAS WRONG TRUFINALE IS KING JENSEN IS BIBRO GOD" if Jensen had let it go.

But Jensen can't let it go, and they can't let THAT go.

...you know what happens? To angry spirits that can't let go?

They hate the prequel and drag it and act like they have any comprehension what's going on when they're literally 8 episodes behind the curve. They see the signs, they all saw Jib, most got angry in the moment. They know what's fucking happening and they're losing their shit and popping open any google argument loophole they can perceive for a road out.

There isn't one.

They aren't the vengeful ghosts.

Jensen, and all that was ripped away from him is and are.

At the end of the day, that's all this noise is. Their upset that their parasocial, projected, idealized version of Jensen doesn't exist. That he isn't that man, just like I said days before Jib to him in open warning full of as many bold headliners in this post.

That Jensen doesn't exist. But to face that they need to also face they've sided with the oppressor. Some, i think, consciously know and do it for that cause. Others, I think, just acted in pride and desperate need for attention online. The longer I've known of Patrick, the more convinced I am that he is a conscious bad faith actor.

Those bad faith actors are aware they are the enemy. And they welcome that role and, just like his malicious rending at Jensen and the Winchesters as a person and idea each their own, he will gladly fulfill that position. And part of his bid for enemy action is sewing this rotten discord or the lies he was called in advance on and caught in live in my pinned post. That's it. That's who Patrick is.

And that is All. he is.

Not even as a fandom.

Just as a person

that's all he is.

not even a person really. just a miserable pretending sack of shit and lies, who's terminal onlineitis comes to catching M&Gs and badly warped fan rumors to warp himself again, and pretend, hey, this makes me connected, and valid. He lives for it. And he fails for it. And if you look at what his notes rot at, frankly his social media presence has rightfully died for it. He used to get notes every post in the hundreds and a few tipped to thousands. Now, he's lucky if his hottest of takes collects 30 notes, and the better part cap at 5. How the mighty have fallen with the public's growing awareness.

Frankly he just needs to disappear but I think he imagines rebuilding that following and that narrative with new oblivious parties to his game. It's only going to get worse for him from here.

[nehistripesseattle]

Remembering Vinnie Paul who we lost 4 years ago today. • Via ABC Radio June 26, 2018 during the Rainier Fog tour. • Alice in Chains guitarist/vocalist Jerry Cantrell has written a tribute to Vinnie Paul, who died last Friday at age 54. In the piece, published on RollingStone.com, Cantrell recalls how he met Paul and his brother “Dimebag” Darrell Abbott after a Pantera show in 1985, before he even met the other members of Alice in Chains. “I was mesmerized by Darrell, and I loved how Vinnie played,” Cantrell recalls. “I remember we talked a little bit after their show and we just hit it off.” Cantrell stayed close to the Abbott brothers throughout the years, and would often visit them in their hometown of Dallas on his way to see his father in Oklahoma. “I always looked forward to that time in Dallas,” Cantrell says “Because with both of those guys, Dime and Vinnie, it was always an adventure. You didn’t know where it was gonna end up when you got on their train, but you knew it was gonna be fun and it was gonna be interesting.”Cantrell also remembers Paul as “extremely driven” and someone who “completely influenced a whole generation of drummers.” “The way he played, the way he sounded — he had a kind of industrial sound to his drum — nobody else was like him,” Cantrell says. Whatever Paul did in his life, Cantrell remarks, he did so “unapologetically.” “I always respected that about him,” Cantrell says. “He was a guy who achieved his dreams, and worked his a** off to get there. And he always tried to have a good time doing it.” “Vinnie was always consistent,” he continues. “He was someone I could rely on — a friendly pair of eyes. Every time you’d look in ’em, they’d look the same looking back at you. I’m gonna miss the hell [out] of him.” 📸 Ethan Miller 8/25/05 Gene Simmons birthday party. Also pictured Chad Kroeger (Nickleback) #pantera #aliceinchains #vinniepaul #jerrycantrell (at Seattle, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfHkPu4vqTj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#pantera #aliceinchains #vinniepaul #jerrycantrell

[dndfuckhouse]

Session 42 - A Wolf and a Witch

> 🎵   The Library  / Kentucky Route Zero OST

Picking up from last time, the party all continue down the trail through the dark and misty forest. The glowing mushrooms bracketing the path continue to light their way with a low glow, but the place has no less of an eerie atmosphere. The walk with the pixies earlier helped instill them all with a little cheer at least.

As they continue down the trail however, Vinny seems to crane his head towards the darkness off the path curiously at something.

Vinny: he shakes his head incredulously before speaking up “did you all….. hear something moo..?"

Craning his ears, Cimmorro hears the sounds of faint mooing and shuffling grass, off to the right of the path through the trees in the dark.

Cimmorro: "well i definitely hear them..." and i point to the path "is it normal to have cows in a... forest..." Psalm: "Yeah, now that you mention it that's not exactly normal... although what about this forest is normal?" Han: "first farmers must've gotten cows from somewhere, right" Cimmorro: "that's a fair point... but also true? but in the middle of the forest is quite odd. i'd imagine a field if anything."

Cimmorro glances over, and after a moment the group all see a line of cows slowly begin to amble out of the dark foliage onto the path ahead. They appear as if they’re tied together by a loose rope, daisy chained around their necks. They don't seem to be moving anywhere with any real intent, more wandering aimlessly as they softly moo and waddle about.

Han: "okay, that" hand wave at rope "is bit more weird" Cimmorro: "it's like the horses earlier.." Rokka: "just cows!"

Han and Cimmorro walk closer to observe, as they do they note that they don't look like typical cows, a few of them have strange fungus formations growing out of the tops of their backs. Some of their faces are even warped heavily by the presence of mushrooms, the cows don't seem at all perturbed by this however and don't look otherwise injured in any way. Glancing down at the rope they see a shoddy wooden sign attached to it dangling between them.

Han: "woooooaaaah"

the sign reads ‘IF LOST, RETURN TO BOTTY.’

Han: "should we look for botty?" Cimmorro: "we probably should....?" he's trying to study the fungus rly Han: han pokes the mushrooms with a stick, trying to recall anything from forest class n remembering she fucking hated it so no Psalm: did forest class tell you to poke them with sticks  Han: no they specifically said not to but forest class no longer controls her

Plum steps up and inspects the mushrooms for any familiarity. They soon recognize them as 'Body Hoppers' a unique strain said to thrive in deep forests, the mushrooms when cultivated right can be introduced to the body of a heavily damaged creature as a way to restitch their wounds. Though once the process is done they can no longer be separated from the fungus and the two share the body afterwards, as the mushrooms effectively 'hitch a ride'. They quickly explain this to the group.

Cimmorro: CIMM FACE IS LIKE WOWWW COOOL "do you think we can take samples :O..." Han: hans like :O "can we like... keep some? can we use it as emergency bandage?" Rokka: rokka looks at the cow like owie 🙁 Psalm: "Why would you want that. Emergency wh-” Psalm is floored like literally speechless Cimmorro: "why not wtf... it's worth having!" Finn: finn stares at (han) in absolute disbelief Plum: "i feel like we have......better emergency methods??" Keva: keva's face is already a bit twisted from plum's explanation but this really takes the cake Psalm: "Yeah I dunno about that chief" Han: han feels u 2 staring n turns like :D -> 😐 "what..." Psalm: "I wouldn't necessarily want mushrooms growing out of me" Han: "would you rather have mushrooms growing out or be dead on ground" Plum: "well to be fair i'd want that more than dying" Psalm: "Hmmmmm" 🤔 Cimmorro: "they and han get it." Finn: "did you not catch the part where you must share your body with the mushrooms forever?" Han: "did you not catch part where i said emergency" han does a mockery of how finn speaks Finn: he grimaces at you "theres- this is- just! no! i wont even argue with you about this" and dismisses you by flicking his wrist

Rokka: rokka hears this and the cogs in his brain starts turning "wait...that means I can have infinite food if i ever go back into the woods..." 🤔 Psalm: "I don't know if eating something that's a part of you provides nutrition?" Rokka: "hmmmmmmmmmmmm" Han: han stares like ure a fucking genius Cimmorro: "on the other hand though, this means these cows had some very jarring injuries no? this botty might be in trouble then?" Han: "oh shit yah" 😬 Hans On High Alert Again ! Psalm: "Oh you have a point, especially with that beast prowling around that we saw earlier." Finn: "they couldve had these mushrooms growing out of them for a while now for all we know. doesnt seem like its the first time theyve gotten lost either" he points to the sign Vinny: he strokes his chin in thought "that or they have a strange way of caring for their cattle..." Han: "arent they saving these cows rather? GASP or maybe they did injuries themself.......................We Need To Find This Botty Guy" Vinny: he laughs a little "i meant more.... theyre caring for them but their methods are just unorthodox" he looks back at the mushrooms "i wonder how abundant these are in this place... maybe its easier than other means... or they're just strange" Cimmorro: "OHHH that's what you meant... here i was thinking your imagination was getting kinda crazy" Vinny: "to be fair i wouldnt rule out anything in this place" he sighs a little wearily Cimmorro: "you definitely put the image in my head" Vinny: “😅”

Plum: okay i ask han and cimmorro if that seems like a worthy undertaking, growing the mushrooms Cimmorro: cimm nodding so fast his neck would snap Han: han same as ^ Plum: "well i don't mind snipping some off to cultivate them for you two @ han and cimmorro, but i don't really want to get near those cows to do it" Han: "you want us to try for you? ill do it if you guide me" Cimmorro: "you're right i wonder if it'd hurt them if we clip them off" Rokka: 😟 Plum: "oh there's that too, i don't know. maybe we should figure out what's going on with these cows first” Rokka: 😥 “okei....” Cimmorro: "if we find out what happened to them maybe we can find where the mushrooms come from too? so we need not to clip them" Psalm: "I think whatever's going on with these cows is afflicting that beast from earlier too." Cimmorro: ? Psalm: "There were mushrooms growing out of it from what little I could tell." Plum: "oh true, i think this botty person is growing them" Cimmorro: "should we bring the cows with us... if that's even possible" Rokka: rokka wondering if he can pet the cows

Cimmorro picks up the end of the rope and attempts to see if he can lead them along. As he gently tugs in a direction the cows begin wandering the same way.

Cimmorro: cimm has childlike joy written on his face rn “looks like they'll come along :DDD !!" Rokka: "woah cimm you're good at this!" Han: han claps quietly Cimmorro: "they love me <333" Vinny: he nods his head "shepherd to your flock" Cimmorro: "just missing one of those herding staves, you lot should walk ahead and ill be behind with the cows"

Keva moves to pet one of the cows as they walk, the places that aren't mushroom are firm and soft... good cow.

Cimmorro: "you wanna hold em?" he holds the rope out to keva Keva: she looks surprised cimm'd ask considering how happy he looked when they followed him lmao shakes her head "no i'll let you have that honor" Cimmorro: he only shrugs "if you change your miiind"

The party march on, the ambient mooing of the cows trailing behind them, making their way deeper into the forest. After a time they begin to come upon a couple of shacks built into the trees. If these are the ones Spriggan mentioned then they ought to be getting close to their destination.

Though as they continue on past them, they notice the path seems to be becoming muddier and more unclear, the light around them seems to dim even further as if to accompany the mood, a few of them feel as if they’re starting to lose track of the path...

Keva: 8 LMAO that's with a +5 in survival Plum: i have a -2 get like me Keva: i'm trying okay

Through the dark mists, Cimmorro, Rokka, Plum and Finn somehow manage to keep their bearings. Once the mists clear a little, they glance all about and then back down at their feet. They note they’ve not wandered off the path but…. they feel like there’s less of the party than there were before… the cows remain stalwartly at Cimmorro's side, though Vinny is also nowhere to be seen.

Cimmorro: "hey... we're missing numbers" @ cow group Plum: "oh fucking hell" Finn: finn has like the most openly tired expression on his face and his shoulders slump a little Rokka: rokka stops and looks around "huh? where'd they go?" Cimmorro: "i've no idea, any wandering footprints?"

> 🎵 Emergence Cave (Enemy Near) / Pikmin 2 OST

Han, Keva and Psalm find themselves lost, each separated on their own within the mists. As they head deeper and deeper in, they all squint around at the dark mist and listen to the sounds of water and animals echoing around themselves.

They’re no longer sure if they’re traversing the right path, or any path at all really. Every now and again they feel like they spot something moving in the darkness amongst the foliage that's just too vague to make out, before realising they have no idea where they are.

Han: han completely stops moving the second shes stopped feeling everyone else around her. Keva: keva will also freeze where she is when she realizes

As the three quickly look around for any sign of anyone else around, Han and Psalm manage to stare at footprints in the earth and shadows in the mist well enough to find each other, though its mostly just Psalm walking directly into Han with a THWACK.

Han notes the mist is thick enough to not be able to see in anything in front of them, the two still don’t know where the others are.

Han: han just wordlessly grabs ur wrist Psalm: "Is that you Han..?" Psalm: "yes. i dont feel others"

Keva meanwhile, stares about completely lost, she has no idea where anyone went, as she cautiously ambles about in the fog she feels herself get even more lost.

Keva: keva completely stops walking and calls out "guys?" [no response] keva reaches for amos so she can hold onto him in a hand

Psalm: "Hmm...should we stay put or keep going?" Han: since the fogs crazy thick hans gonna get basically on all fours to work anything out on the ground to try n work out prints Psalm: bc of this btw psalm is like crouching down jsyk Han: wait thats cute for some reason

Han: "do you hear anyone? wanna try calling out?" Psalm: "Sure" i'll use thaumaturgy to make my voice louder and just yell "HEY WHERE DID YOU GUYS GO?" Han: han JUMPS Cimmorro: i hope slender man gets you Psalm: WHY

Psalm BELLOWS, the whole party hearts it, but the sound of it feels as if its echoing from all around, no one can pinpoint a location.

Rokka: rokka looks around after hearing psalms echo and spins around as he looks "PSALM? PSALM? WHERE ARE YA ROOMIE!?" he yells at a random direction

Han continues squinting down at the dirt, as she examines hers and psalms footprints she notes the two of them look like they've both been walking in circles somehow... looping back around and around until they walked into each other.

Back on the path Cimmorro also attempts to examine the dirt nearby, he soon spots footprints heading off the path going directly to the left. As he stares at them he feels the cows begin to pull on the rope in his hand, wanting to walk in the same direction.

Han: han starts talking (swearing) in giant, han will point out the prints to psalm "we've been walking in circle..." and under her breath "stupid bullshit forest shit" Psalm: "Might be some kind of magic then?" Han: "potentially....... why else would we be walking in circles.."

Cimmorro: i point at the footprints "do you think its theirs?" @ cow gang, he's also like slowly getting pulled by those cows eventually Plum: "well idk if we have a choice really... it's our only lead" Cimmorro: "... yeah, they're alive, well, psalm at least" Finn: "they ought to be" finn tags along "lets not get separated as well" he makes sure to pull rokka along Rokka: rokka gets pulled along but he's still taking glances behind him to see if he can spot psalm Cimmorro: "we oughta.... grab ahold of each other now" cimm just reaches out for anybody while his other hand is getting pulled by the cows

the nakama handholding line | cows > cimm > finn > plum > rokka

Finn: he doesn't make a fuss about it although he really wishes he was holding anyone else's hand. he'd have to wash his gloves later, even if it has to be in muddy water. he also really wishes cimmorro was lost, because he wouldn't look for him and just happily move on with his life. "cant you just perform a sending? or are we going to stake our faith on these cows?" Plum: plum looking at finn like wow finn holding cimmorro's hand without quarrelling, proud of him rn Cimmorro: cimm sighs through his nose "i doubt even if i did that they'd know where they are or where we could find them, seeing that they've gotten themselves lost in the mist. we barely can even tell them where we are" Finn: "well thats simple" he rolls his eyes "we're on the path, unlike them" finn is about to say something derogatory when the cogs in his brain turn and it does occur to him he could scout the area in bat form. is that worth it to him though? he'll have to contemplate Cimmorro: cimm shakes his head "i think everyone is smart enough to know we need to regroup in the same path regardless" Plum: "well we could be lost in the next second, we don't really know what we're up against in this forest" Rokka: "yeah, psalm's out there all by himself!"

Keva continues glancing around with Amos in fist through the mist, she manages to spot the light glow of a lake nearby through the fog, lit up by moonlight filtering through the trees. As she walks over she walks into a clearing of sorts, though the sense that something is watching her grows all the more intense.

Keva: she takes a deep breath and exhales with her cheeks puffing out a bit, is quiet for a moment, and then just whispers "fuck" and looks around the clearing to see if she can figure out what's watching her

As she senses the presence she puts herself on high alert, glancing around the darkness she spots a pair of eyes watching her from the trees. Han and Psalm, seeking a reprieve from the fog, also continue looking around.

Psalm soon spies the same lake Keva had, seeing a chance to give themselves something to center their surroundings on, the two head in the same direction, as the fog clear ever so slightly they spot her staring out at the trees.

Psalm: Psalm yells "Keva, there you are." Han: han tries to follow your gaze and struggles "do you see her? be careful, could be some ball trash again" Psalm: "I doubt there are doppelgangers out here if that's what you're worried about but, better safe than sorry." Han: "... could be... GHOST..." han whispers dramatically Psalm: "She looks solid to me." Keva: being so focused on the eyes staring at her, she jumps hearing someone yell and automatically reaches for a dagger. when she realizes it's you two though she relaxes a bit and holds up a finger to her lips "something's watching us" and just her chin towards the pair of eyes she saw Psalm: "Should we call out to it? I think I'll try to let the others know the three of us are together at least, not like me yelling is gonna change the fact that we're being watched" Han: han has a facial journey and then ends up on eh true

Han shoots a glance down at the lake they’re standing next to, various fluttering bugs and plants are scattered on its surface though nothing about it seems particularly strange. The moonlight is giving it an ethereal glow. She shoots another glance into the foliage but cant make out anything but the beast’s eyes.

Keva squints alongside her, and just like Psalm earlier, she sees a large beast on all fours staring back at them. As she continues staring it suddenly jumps out of the misty foliage.

Upon quick observation it appears to be a great and large wolf. Its back however, is covered in glowing fungi the same colour as its eyes. It haunches low to the ground to growl at them all, seemingly irate and agitated at their presence.

Han: "holy shit puppy" Psalm: he just looks at it like... "Uh..actually maybe never mind. I'm sure they know we're fine 0__0" Han: han has her hand on her bow but kinda slows "..wolves typically hunt in packs" Psalm: "So you're saying the wolf I saw and this one now could potentially be two different wolves. Great. Love that for us." Keva: “or maybe this one got separated when it got hurt?” Han: "also, plum said these mushrooms regenerate the body.... possibly.. making this wolf... very hard to kill..." Psalm: "Maybe it's friendly?"

> 🎵 Call of the Wildwood / Monster Train OST

The wolf flicks its eyes between the three of them before glancing behind itself at something, it quickly lets out a loud howl before leaning back on its haunches, seemingly about to attack.

Psalm: FUCK Han: "or we have a hoard of these-"  SQUAKS Finn: finn squeezes plum and cimm’s hands upon hearing the howl as it slightly spooks him.... Rokka: rokka's ears twitch "that.......didn't sound like psalm,,,:

The three ready themselves for combat, as they do they spot Vinny in the same clearing through the mists. Situated behind the wolf he looks on in shock at the beast before him. In the darkness of the forest, spiderlike eddercaps begin slithering out of hiding, sensing an opportunity for easy pickings.

One of them glances at Psalm and shoots a jet of webbing at him, instantly restraining him. He tries to break from the hold but fails against the strength of it coiling around him.

Psalm: he just yells "FOR FUCKS SAKE WHY ME" PSALM GRINDS HIS TEETH Ghester: you hear ghester in your head speak up "dont ruin your molars" Psalm:

Cimmorro: do we hear psalm yell lol Psalm: he was at thaumaturgy volume without casting it

Vinny moves soon after, spotting the wolf he skitters away in the direction of another lake, before thinking for a second and flinging his hand out. He casts witchbolt, dealing it damage as he quakes in his boots.

The wolf soon follows however, it glances back at Vinny before the group see a fine mist of spores begin to disperse from the mushrooms on its back. As it does it seemingly fades from sight, they cant see where its gone.

Keva cocks an arrow soon after, shooting at the spider that restrained Psalm, blinding and damaging it. It reels back from the unexpected shot, chittering behind a rock. Soon after she makes an attempt to cut Psalm free from the webbing.

Psalm: psalm like weh hewp meh Han: grab psalm by the scruff n pull him out Psalm: the scruff...

She tries to run the edge of her arrow across but the web is too thick and sticky, she manages to wrench it free, giving psalm the equivalent of a papercut in the process. She rushes up a nearby pathway after to try and give herself any cover.

Another eddercap attempts to restrain Vinny, though it misses him by a hair. Soon after Han bounds up close to Psalm as Keva absconds.

Han: since keva bounces im gonna stick next to psalm n yell "vinny!! get over here!!!"

Han quickly shoots a volley of arrows at the spider creature Keva blinded, by the end its barely standing, a barrage of arrows poking out of it as it chitters in pain on its last legs.

Han: standing next to psalm protecting my useless moegirl Psalm: 🫣

A third eddercap slithers through the dark and shoots a web at Han's direction, it narrowly you misses her as it zips past, it chitters angrily in the dark. The now barely conscious one makes another attempt to shoot at Han, restraining her with one of its final breaths in revenge.

Psalm makes another attempt to break free from his restraints, but his struggling is so counter intuitive somehow he instead feels himself begin to suffocate in the webbing,

Vinny follows up as he steps around cautiously, as he can no longer see the wolf, he activates his witch bolt again dealing more damage to it wherever it is. The group all hear the wolf growl somewhere in the brush as he sweats, heading to Han.

The wolf soon makes itself known, they see it all appear out of the fog as it jumps at Vinny, knocking him prone to the floor with a scream as it bites into his shoulder, taking damage from its jaws. It quickly releases him with a growl and releasing the same spores as before, disperses in a mist jumping back into the trees.

Han: that wouldve been half of auroras hps at lvl . 6 or w/e she is Cimmorro: cow gang arriving to the scene with vinny righ thtere like the pizza fire gif

Keva quickly finishes off the first eddercap, it lets out one last chitter before collapsing into a heap of bile on the floor. She then runs back up to Psalm finally cutting him free of his webbings.

Though soon after she does another eddercap slithers up behind, biting and swiping him with its claws. He manages to resist its poison, shaking his head as he stymies the effects.

Thinking on her feet Han casts misty step to dash out of her restraints, shooting another volley of arrows at the eddercap clawing at Psalm. The creature hisses and whips around, enraged and looking worse for wear.

Across the way the third eddercap slithers towards Vinny, whipping out its web it grapples him instead. He finds his air supply cut off as he slowly begins to suffocate, gasping for air as he struggles against the webbing.

> 🎵 Creeping Ivy / Wargroove OST

The rest of the party finally makes their way to the clearing, cows in tow. Seeing the scene before him Finn quickly runs up and shoots out an acid arrow at the eddercap grappling Vinny, dealing it damage. It hisses and chitter as it glares in his direction.

Cimmorro: cimm is gonna go "SHIT, SHIT FUCK"

Cimmorro runs over quickly after, he attempts a toll the dead on the spider though it fails. Switching gears, he shoots off a healing word at Vinny instead afterwards. Rokka follows suit, casting entangle at the spiders feet, though it narrowly misses becoming restrained by the plants.

Now free from his own webbing, Psalm shoots off a series of agonising blasts at the eddercap trying to stab him, it chitters out in pain as it quickly whips its head around in confusion, its looking pretty bad.

Psalm: yeah then after that psalm just yells at the others "STAY ON YOUR GUARD, THE BEAST FROM BEFORE IS HIDING ITSELF."

As he shouts that Vinny continues to struggle against his restraints, quickly beginning to suffocate. Before they can ponder Psalm’s words however the wolf reappears from the mist, it jumps from the foliage appearing out of nowhere, biting at Cimmorro and knocking him prone.

Cimmorro: cimm's like "what fucking BEAST- HOLY SHIT" Psalm: psalm wincing watching that go down from where he's standing

The wolf rears back soon after, shaking the mushrooms on its back it releases a cloud of poison spores in the area. Cimmorro manages to resist the effect, but feels if he inhales anything he’ll be in danger. Satisfied the wolf jumps back again, letting out another howl into the night air, standing at attention.

Keva quickly rushes to the eddercap in melee with Vinny, slicing it with her poison dagger. She cuts through it like butter as it collapses to the ground in a chittering heap of bile.

Keva: i think it's really funny that keva is again trying to save vinny from the brink of death Cimmorro: I KNOW ITS LIKE THE BASEMENT Keva: basement 2 theyre somehow here again Cimmorro: EVEN PSALM IS GETTING MURKED Psalm: time is a circle

Plum quickly scutters over afterward, healing Vinny further and casting resistance on Rokka. The last eddercap alive hisses and attempts to make an attack on Psalm again, though both end up missing.

Psalm: PSALM LIKE 😼

Han quickly follows with another set of arrows, firing the shots point blank at the eddercap and exploding it into a fine paste. She then quickly turns, firing some volleys at the wolf, it seems unperturbed by the damage.

Following this display Finn regretfully weighs his options.

Finn: despite how much finn wishes cimm would inhale poison and die already, he grabs him by the hand and yanks him out of the area, right behind finn. "idiot.." he mumbles before moving closer to vinny Cimmorro: cimms kinda just like o_o while finn drags him out then goes liek "i didn't fucking know that thing was there!!" Finn: "rokka do you think you can negotiate with the wolf???" he shouts Rokka: "huh? oh- y-yeah! I can try!"

Finn quickly runs ahead, and cuts Vinny free of his webbing, as he does the man falls to the floor coughing, regaining his breath.

Vinny: shaking his head he fumbles around as he gets to his feet "t-thank you!" 

Quickly getting up from being dragged around on the floor, Cimmorro stands and casts shield of faith on Vinny. He shoots a look at Finn and Rokka, holding his action in case their ‘negotiation’ goes awry.

Rokka: rokka charges through the cloud and turns to the wolf "heyyy wolfyyyy we don't have to fight! let's talk this out!" he signals with his hands to ease up ??: the wolf rears back on its haunches and growls as it turns its head towards you "you are trespassing..." the fur on its back bristles Rokka: rokka subtly moves into an attack stance "we didn't mean to! we're just trying to find a way out, if you can help us that would be great!" ??: it growls again "no one is allowed to have knowledge of this place, you cannot leave after getting here" it rears up again "i must guard it, and remove all witnesses of it" Rokka: rokka whimpers a little bc noooo why must we do this and he quickly yells out to the vengaboys "KILL IT OR WE DIE!" Psalm: 😃

Rokka quickly flies into a rage, slicing through the wolf. It flinches at the slices but levels him with a glare as his ancestral guardians begin to circle it, ghostly lupin's faces appearing in the mist. Soon after, Cimm lets out a roar of his own to try and frighten the wolf, but it simply levels him with a glare and lets out a loud howl at the air, unbothered.

Psalm quickly scuttles off to hide behind a tree and sit near a stump, shooting off a few more blasts from a distance.

Han: psalm literally just walking off 🚶‍♂️ Rokka: i am benching MYSELF

Free from his restraints, Vinny rushes away as fast as he can, activating his witchbolt again to deal damage to the wolf. In turn, the wolf rounds on Finn, pouncing and taking a bite out of his shoulder, though he resists the urge to be thrown prone to the ground by the pressure of it.

The wolf then shakes itself again, releasing another cloud of poison spores in the area, Finn simply stops breathing while Rokka manages to resist it despite his sensitive nose.

Seeing the failed negotiations taking place Keva weighs her options as she approaches the wolf, speaking up once more.

Keva: first i'm going to say to the wolf "we're looking for botty. do you know them?" ??: at mention of the name the wolf tilts its head in your direction surprised before it crouches low and growls, though you aren't sure why Keva: keva's trying to talk to it as calmly as she can "we found a bunch of cows" and she points to them "and there was a sign that said return to botty, but then we accidentally ended up here. we don't want to hurt you"

Staring at the wolf, Rokka gets the sense that it didn't like that they knew Botty, or their name, as opposed to being opposed to Botty themselves

Rokka: "I THINK THEY KNOW BOTTY!" rokka yells out to Keva: "okay well can you tell it we brought their fucking cows and can we go now???????" Rokka: "it understands! keep talking i think it's workin!" Keva: keva just gives rokka a wild look like wtf am i supposed to keep saying ??: the wolf glares at keva before turning its head in the direction of the cows, it glares at her again and growls but steps back a little, its attention now focused in the direction she pointed, it still appears alert however. Keva: she tries anyway "do..." keva kinda shrugs bc she has no idea what this dog wants other than to kill them "do you want to take...the cows.........to botty instead of us? we can go, we didn't mean to end up here" very doubtful this will work but she's trying "we don't know who botty is" Han: these convos going on for more than 6 seconds so hans just been standing here like DO I SHOOT THIS THING OR NOT * SHAKING WITH REPRESSED BLOODLUST *

??: the wolf growls again as it continues inching back, it doesn't seem less aggressive but it seems less interested in you all for the moment, it quickly jumps back into the darkness of the foliage dispersing with spore mist.

The wolf appears again, bounding out of the bushes in front of the cows, as it levels the idle beasts with a look.

Plum: plum screams ??: after a moment the wolf whips its head back to the sky and howls, different from the howls before, this almost seems to resonate in the air vibrating the air Han: han drops her archer posture "WAHT is HAPPENINGGGG"

Suddenly the group begin to hear in the distance, great loud thumping sounds… as they listen closer it sounds like a constant rumbling, accompanied by a random THUMP, SNAP, WHUMP, CRACK every other few seconds as it gets closer and closer.

Plum and Cimmorro standing near one another, feel like whatever it is its going to barrel right into where they’re standing. Cimmorro quickly manages to dive and skid out of the way across the grass safely.

The rest of the party watch on as bursting out of the trees and foliage they see, a small wooden shack lofted high into the air. It’s being carried on the backs of four bipedal creatures, with mushrooms for heads.

They crash through the forest into the clearing, the fungus heads veering to a stop as they skid their feet across the grass. The shack tilts and shakes before the creatures settle themselves, quickly lowering the shack to the ground. Plum’s little legs dont carry them too far unlike Cimmorro, they get knocked backwards rolling 10 feet away into the grass, they soon recover sitting up, their head feeling very dizzy.

> 🎵 Phosbat Cave (One or Two Bulbs on, Phosbat Near (In the Dark)) / Pikmin 3 OST

From the front of the shack they see an old woman whip the door open with a kick and bring her fingers to her lips, she lets out a loud whistle. As she does the wolf’s ears perk up, and it quickly rushes towards her direction, skidding to a stop just beside the door, coming to a heel.

??: they hear the woman speak up “good boy! good boy! ooooh aren’t you so good at keeping watch for mummy, yes you are, yes you are!” she begins cooing and scratching the gargantuan creature behind the ears, though you see no change in the creature's expression it carefully tilts its head for the scratchies. Keva: keva lets out some of the breath she's been holding but doesn't quite relax yet Cimmorro: cimm on the floor in shock Rokka: rokka like wtf is going on Han: han reeling from the tonal change rn, she doesnt put bow or arrow away but walks closer and is throwing her hands in the air "I SAY!! WHAT!!! IS HAPPENINGGGGG" wailing

??: the woman turns her head around to the rest of you and the scene around her as she scratches the dog “hmm? we got some funny guests while mummy was gone? oooh you gave them a good thrashing i'm sure, yes you did yes you did !” she cackles loudly and whacks her knee. Vinny: at her strange demeanor and act vinny seems to pale slightly. Psalm: Uh yeah.. i'm just gonna watch this unfold from a distance

Han does a quick walk over to Vinny to check him over, throwing a glance at Cimmorro and Plum to make sure they also arent concussed she walks over to the old woman.

Han: "EXCUSE MEEEE who are youuu" Cimmorro: cimms gonna try to get up while collecting jasper clutching on his shoulder and just eyes whatever is going on Plum: plum gonna stay seated on this nice grass Finn: finn walks up to her (not too close. respectful distance) and clears his throat "so youre botty then?" Botty: she turns to you two as she finally waves the wolf off, it settles on its feet, laying next to her at attention. she puts her hands on her hips and gives you a gnarled grin amused at han's exasperation, before pointing at finn "hmmm know my name do ya little man?" as she stares at you she leans forward as if to inspect you "...think we got some things in common buddy!" she cackles again and leaning back "normally i dont like people knowing me, but i see you've found my beloved little kids over there" she gestures at the cows "- is what my boy here tells me" she whaps a hand on the wolfs back Han: han looks between botty and finn a  couple times trying to look for similarities "you both have huge ego?" Botty: she stares at you a moment and cackles again leaning her head back "ahhhh i like you already!" Han: ok han beams at her since she got good grade in milf 😳 Finn: finn is surprised at her inspecting and nearly staggers. however at hans comment he facepalms briefly. attention back to botty he goes "whatever do you infer? do those mushrooms actually grant you immortality?" he tilts his head "but yes indeed, we did find your cows...it does seem awfully contradictory to have your name on a sign when you dont want to be known.. but i digress" Botty: she turns back to finn "dunno if id call it that, but these little guys well... a little here and there can do things for you, though between you and me not everyone can make em work like that" she scratches her chin as she considers her words. Vinny: suddenly in your head [finn] you hear the words "....she's a wiiiitch..." being whispered by vinny, as you shoot a casual glance back at him he's looking away with a hand covering his mouth Botty: botty continues "if you don't label your property around here all sorts like to stick their hands in" she rolls her eyes exaggeratedly "a necessary evil"

Finn: "oh?" finn tilts his head "so it doesnt work on any being, or is not just anyone able to utilize them like you do?" @ vinny he thinks to himself "what a weirdo..." Botty: she folds her arms amused "trade secret little man, i dont think youll be figuring it out anytime soon" she turns her attention to the cows again waltzing over as she picks up the loose rope, directing them slowly one by one to walk into the shack Plum: "hear that @ han @ cimm, probably best we don't fuck around with the mushrooms then" Cimmorro: "it just made me more curious if anything.." Han: after finn speaks han goes "oh, oh, yah, we wanted to take samples of those mushrooms!! do you know how to make it work??" Botty: she glances towards you "hm? budding alchemists are you?" she grins "and here im doing you the favour already of letting you walk away with my name.... well a little wouldn't hurt i suppose" she follows the cows into the shack briefly as the door swings shut behind her.

The group hear a few strange knocking and grinding sounds before Botty kicks the door back open. She carries a small jar in hand with little straw wrappings on the lid. She idly chucks it at Han, glancing inside she sees a small snipped off portion of the mushroom buried in soil, glowing softly.

Plum: plum genuinely surprised rn Cimmorro: ^ same Han: "oh fuck yea!!" she turns to plum n cimm and waves it at them "she gave me mushroom guys!!!!" ^O^ Plum: "i'm genuinely surprised you got that, nice job" Han: han looks over the bottle curiously "can we use it just like this??" Botty: she laughs again "no lady, you need to grow that for a bouuut a week or so in the dark, then itll bloom a great big one, cut that off and you got your flesh stitcher. though the rest of it will shrivel up after, one time use" Han: hans like woah she called me lady............... but she nods at the rest of the info Cimmorro: cimm gives you the wolf fist pump but strained due to the pain he's in “do these things only grow around here...? also why cows” Finn: "and youre not teaching this to anyone i take it?" he seems somewhat relieved and relaxes visibly. nothing for uncle vorde to worry about it would seem Botty: she eyes you cimm as he speaks up "mmmmm, no, but this forests a good place to grow 'em. places rich in life and darkness, and all the things that like to crawl around in those places" at the cow question she simply tilts her head grinning "aren't they cute?" she raises a curious brow towards finn and leans towards you again "scared of fungus are ya little man? but yes I'm quite protective over my..... practices" she scratches a gnarled finger on her chin Cimmorro: he nods and goes "oh, well, yes, actually, they are. well behaved too! with our time with them that is... but i assume they often get lost for you to put up a sign like that?" Botty: "the fungus...." she waves a finger next to her ear "makes them a little too docile..so they just go wandering where they please the moment i look away" she shakes her head "not much self preservation instinct"  Finn: finn once again staggers backwards ever so slightly "i am not afraid of a little fungus! ive got much worse to deal with, as you strangely mustve understood from a single glance! apparently!" he sighs and calms himself "i merely ask because word of your 'practices' has already traveled beyond your woods, you see. since your guard dog here" he glances at jotchua "told us he leaves no witnesses i cant help but wonder if youve been backstabbed or some such misfortune" Plum: plum is gonna mutter to finn "you might want to be careful about letting her know that your uncle knew about her, i dunno..." Finn: finn gives you a glance of acknowledgement regarding this....like... I Got It Bro Plum: pleading eyes like ok i have no choice but to believe in u rn Psalm: sensing an impending diplomacy disaster psalms gonna wander over

Han: han blinks n puts 2 n 2 together n then gasps "ARE YOU.......... ONE OF THE WITCHES........." hands clasped stars in her eyes Botty: she grins a little again "i sure am, one of the funnies in the forest they like to whisper about" at that she shoots a glance at vinny who is pointedly not returning eye contact. she turns back to finn and snickers at his reaction "you'd be surprised what things people like you worry about..." at the rest of the information he tells her, her face seems to take on an eerily serious expression, still grinning but she seems to be clenching her teeth a little "...what exactly have you heard little man?" Plum: plum facepalming at this devleopment btwn finn and botty rn like dragging their hand down their face Han: han turns back to the rest of the party esp cimm like OH EM GEE WE DID IT.. WE MET A WITCH....

Cimmorro gives Vinny a glance curious at his reactions, he gets the sense he has some apprehension regarding witches in general, as opposed to knowing her personally.

Finn: he meets her with an equally serious expression and speaks plainly "merely a rumor about a strange form of magic being practiced around these parts. nothing incriminating as you can see" he pauses "ive no interest in your practice or spreading more rumors either, we merely ran into your guard dog" Cimmorro: "oh so it affects them in that nature? then would such risks be imposed if and when we find ourselves needing to use the fungus ourselves?" Han: "oh, ye, by chance, now that said dog isnt eating half of us, can we pet it" Botty: she leans into Finn again her expression unchanging "i asked you what EXACTLY you heard" she pokes his chest with her gnarled finger. she doesnt glance at cimmorro as she answers still staring at finn "you and the fungus share your body essentially, it can influence your personality a little...unless you get used to telling it quiet down, they're not too crazy though" she turns her head to han still leaning into finn intimidatingly "if you ask him reaaal nicely" Cimmorro: "how intriguing... thank you for sharing it with us. i'm sure it's not exactly easy to part with, especially with uh..." he looks between her and finn "yeah." Finn: "exactly what i said. strange magic being practiced. i did hear that it might be related to blood? clearly way off the mark. thats it, truly" Botty: she leans back finally squinting at you as if confused "blood? where?" Finn: finn merely tilts his head like I Dont Get It Either Man

Han: hans like I GOT THIS BRO and turns to the wolf with the most star filled eyes she can muster, no words required ??: the wolf stares at you now free of aggression... but also pretty neutrally Han: slowly.........reaching...out hand................................ ??: the wolf eyes your hand...... Keva: ooh ooh i wanna pet the dougy too ??:it swivels its head ever so slightly in your direction as you approach Cimmorro: cimm watches everyone pet the dog that just bit him and turns to botty again "ehh... what is the dog's name, by the way? he looks like a jotchua" Botty: she turns again "hm? oh thats little benny boyyy, i like jotchua though... maybe ill use it for a cow..." Cimmorro: "oh, benny :) (<- strained smile) very... strong jaw strength " he shakes his head lightly "anyway, if you could regale me for another question, do you know anything or anyone that could be related to curses about lava? vomiting it, specifically..." Botty: she grins again at the teeth marks "he's a good boy, curses though? what you got some hex on you fella, someone here give you the evil eye?" Benny: he doesnt sniff but he doesnt recoil... the pets are accepted from the two women. Rokka: rokka shuffles close to benny and quickly says "sorry about earlier benny" bark bark avoiding his eyes Benny: the wolf huffs a little beneath the petting at you "we were merely conducting our duties, i would do again if need be" benny bears no hard feelings... war is war 

Plum: plum kinda rolls their eyes, "there's some cult activity we've been investigating that has largely to do with blood and we thought this forest might be a lead. but it's clearly not, is all" Psalm: "Would this not mean we don't have to continue onto the town to investigate by the way..." Plum: "probably not honestly" Psalm: psalm like man i fucking hope so tired of this forest Han: looks away from dougie "but...but more witches.........." Psalm: "I don't see why you think searching for witches is a good idea Han. Considering the giant wolf we just fought to get to this one." Han: "ye but its super cute" (sadaharu biting gintokis head off jpg) "and it only fight us because its protecting this place (probably). totally make sense. and botty is so nice to us now" :) Botty: she raises a brow "cccccccult?" she leans back even further with her hands on her hips humming to herself loudly, she listens to psalm’s conversation with han "you say town, beanpole?" Psalm: "I did in fact say that yes." He ignores the name. Han: han laughs really loudly at beanpole Botty: she nods "which one" Psalm: “Greenpea." Finn: "a cult, yes. back in shorewater, doubt word of it wouldve traveled this far... lest?" Botty: botty thinks to herself at the name greenpea "ahhhhh that jingles a few bells...." she scratches the finger on her chin again, she turns back to finn cackling "nahh cults and whackjob funnies i know about dont make friends over the seas, they come here to do the opposite. BUT if you want someone messing with blood in greenpea lately, then i can think of two names that come to mind"

She flicks up two gnarled fingers beside her head as if sbout to elaborate, ther party stare on in rapt curiosity...

Notes

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🏹 Han recieved「 Mysterious Fungus Bottle✨ 」

-👨‍👩‍👦‍👦👨‍👨‍👧‍👦 The Party recieved「 A Beating! 」

#recaps #woo

[ginnyweatherby]

DAN DID HIS FIRST TIKTOK AS DAKOTA THIS IS NOT A DRILL

#I'M THRIVING #HE EVEN HAS VINNIE'S CHAINS #dan povenmire #disney #milo murphy’s law #mml #vinnie dakota #random ramblings

[moonxbabe]

vinnie hacker smut - take it out on me -

hi readers - this was another request I had, not my best work and also pretty short so I apologize but hope you like it - also - this story has a bit of that cigarette incident with Vinnie, but I do NOT care that he smokes, sadly I find it attractive (I know, I'm the worst) but anyway Its just a story.

warning: smut 18+

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Vinnie groans exiting his now stalled car on the side of the road. He slams the door closed causing Jett to jump as he gets out as well. 

“Let me make some calls so someone can come out here and get us, dont stress,” Jett assures him as best as he can but he already knows Vinnies had a rough day and there's only so much he can say to make it better. 

Vinnie moves both his hands to the back of his neck holding it tightly pacing by the front of the car ignoring Jetts attempt at comfort. He pulls out his phone and opens your text thread typing. 

Vinnie: I'm having the worst day. 

You read his text and sigh knowing it was coming. A few hours ago Tik Tok room also blew up a post at their weekly attempt to “Cancel Vinnie Hacker” along with his meeting regarding the boxing match that he never got paid for. Things just weren't going his way today and when that happens he falls deep into the dark. 

You: Come over?

Vinnie: I'm stuck on the side of the road. I don't even want to talk about it. I'm turning my phone off. 

You read his text and slightly frowned. You knew he was in a bad mood but you hated when he pushed you away and wouldn't even let you help. You decided to grab your things and go to the Hype House to wait for him to get back. 

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Vinnie storms into his bedroom slamming the room shut startling you as you sit on his bed slowly closing your laptop. He turns around and slams his first against the back of the door leaning his head against it for a moment before turning around to press his back to it and slides down taking his head in his hands. 

“Hey hey, let's breathe for a second?” You say softly approaching him, getting down to sit in front of him. You touch his arms gently stroking them softly with your thumbs. 

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you,” He finally responds after a few moments and sighs, leaning his head back against the door. He takes one of your hands and squeezes it softly, intertwining your fingers. 

“You didn't, I'm just worried about you,” You brought his hand up to kiss it softly. He closes his eyes for a minute before opening them.

“I'm just tired, tired of everything,” He lets go of your hand and slowly gets up “I need a cigarette” He walks over to his dresser pulling out the box. 

“Vinnie,” you say with a warning as he pulls one out of the box and attempts to find a lighter. 

“Don't start with me, y/n. I'm not in the mood,” He doesn't bother to look at you as he continues to search for the lighter. 

“I promised your mom that I’d make sure you didn't smoke anymore,” you walked over to him annoyed and attempted to take the cigarette out of his mouth. 

“You really think I care about the promise you made to my mom right now, y/n? I don't give a fuck,” He grabs your arms, slightly pushing them away. You frown at his reaction.

“Okay but I don't want you to do it,” you hold back tears as he tries to walk past you but you hold him. He doesn't say anything but attempts his best to avoid eye contact. He knew he was hurting you but he was hurting himself and the battle within him was strong. 

“Stop,” you grab his face with both your hands using your thumbs to stroke his cheeks softly before using one hand to tuck some of his curls away “I know you're hurting right now, but-- but-- this isn't going to help,” you search his face for a moment as he still doesn't look at you, you take a moment before saying anything else “Take it out on me, let me make you feel good,” you say quietly waiting for him to say something, anything. His eyes linger for a moment before finally looking into yours causing your body to somewhat relax. 

He still doesn't say a word, but moves his hand up to grab your neck slightly pulling you closer, his lips crashing onto your kissing you hungerly not wasting a second. He groans softly as you suck at his bottom lip sliding your tongue into his mouth. He moves his other hand deep into your hair, gripping it pulling you even closer to him, you can almost taste his pain. He bites at your bottom lip tugging at it before pulling away to take your hand leading you to the bed. 

“Knees, now.” He says sternly as you nod and get down onto your knees looking up at him. He started to undo his jeans, pushing them down along with his tight boxers freeing his hardness. You bite the inside of your cheek in anticipation as he nods looking down at you giving you permission. He sits at the edge of the bed as you get closer in between his legs. 

You take his dick in your hands stroking it, causing him to let out a soft groan before leaning in closer and slowly taking it into your mouth. His hand quickly finds its way deep into your hair once more grabbing it as he lets out another groan at the feeling. You begin to bob your head up and down his length, allowing your tongue to roam all over before pulling up and using it to gently lick his tip a few times.

“Fuck baby, so good” He moans gripping your hair tighter as he watches you work. Your mouth slides over his dick again, taking in as much as you can using your hands to stroke the rest.

“Be a good girl and take it all,” He groans and pushes your head further down on his cock causing you to slightly gag but you continue as tears form in your eyes. Your hand strokes his balls as your tongue proceeds to lick all over. You begin to feel his dick twitch in your mouth as you slightly hum sending vibrations along it. 

“I'm so close baby, don't stop,” He moans softly, stroking your hair as you keep bobbing your head faster taking him all in as his tip hits the back of your throat. His hips buckle up as he grips your hair once more pulling your head back, you continue to stroke him as your mouth remains open, sticking your tongue out ready for his load. He shuts his eyes and lets out a loud grunt cumming into your mouth as you lick your lips and swallow. 

“My good fucking girl,” He says in a husky tone and wipes off remaining cum from your lips with his thumb shoving it into your mouth, his eyes locked on yours as you suck it clean. His hand slides down to grab your neck again pulling you close. 

“Open,” He says and without hesitation you open your mouth as he leans in to spit in it. You swallow as a slight grin appears on his face, he pulls you in kissing you hard. 

“Such a good little slut for daddy huh?” You slightly bit your lower lip and nod. 

“Do we think she deserves a reward?” His hand slides up to grab your jaw as you both don't break eye contact. 

“Yes daddy,” you almost whine and nod once more. He studies you for a moment before nodding.

“Get up, lay down,” He pats at the edge of the bed, you do as he says and wait for him as he pulls off his tshirt leaving himself completely naked aside from his silver chains around his neck. You bit your lip at the view of him wanting him deep inside you. You press your thighs together but he's quick to push them apart, grabbing the edge of your shorts, pulling them down and throwing them off to the side. 

“Those look so good on you,” He licks his lips at your black lace thong “But sadly they have to come off,” He rips them off tossing them as well. 

“Vinnie I just b--!” you attempt to say but get cut off by his warning look shutting you up. He leans over moving his hand to your neck once more pulling you in to kiss you deeply as his other hand cups your pussy causing you to slightly moan into the kiss. 

He slides two fingers in between your folds feeling your wetness and pulls away to groan softly against your lips. 

“Look at you, so wet for me and I’ve barely touched you,” He rubs your clit causing you to moan once more as your back slightly arches off the bed. He slowly enters two fingers into you pumping them in and out at a steady pace. 

“Vinnie,” you bit your lower lip moving your hand down to grip his. 

“I want to taste you,” He said in a husky tone, getting down pushing your legs even more apart and replacing his thumb on your clit with his tongue sucking at it. 

“Oh my-- don't stop” your hand moved to grip his hair pushing him further in, your eyes rolled back at the pleasure as his fingers continued to work in and out of you at a fast pace. 

“Cum for daddy,” He whispered against your heat before letting his tongue trailed up and down causing your legs to shake. You felt your walls begin to clench around his fingers as he suddenly curled them hitting your g-spot,  you tried to push his head away from the overwhelming pleasure but he didn't budge. 

“V-Vin, I'm about to cum” you moaned loudly gripping his curls harder as your climax took over. He slowly pulled his fingers out, licking them all over as he leaned back down to lick you clean. You groaned softly, closing your legs still sensitive from your over stimulation. 

“Delicious,” He said quietly before leaning over kissing your lips softly. Your eyes fluttered tired from your high. Before you knew it you were flipped over on your stomach and he was behind you.

“Ass up baby,” He growled, giving your behind a hard slap, causing you to wince but you followed his orders quickly. You got on all four as he positioned himself behind you. One hand gripped your hip as the other slid up your back to the back of your neck pushing it down into the bed. 

“I said ass,” He ordered once more as you nodded. Your cheek pressed to the bed sheets as you bit your lower lip nervous but also excited. You liked it when he played rough, but he was also in a bad mood today so you didn't know what to expect. Before you could even have another thought he slammed into you hard causing you to scream gripping the sheets next to you. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight” He groaned at the feeling as he thrusted in and out of you at a fast and hard pace as his anger got the best out of him. It hurt but you tried your best to keep it together in hopes it would get better. Your teeth sunk harder into your bottom lip as your eyes shut feeling him deep inside you as he kept going with no remorse. 

“Vin, slow down” You mumbled moving your hand behind you pushing him back a bit. He grabbed your hand and moved it down to press it above your head into the bed. 

“Take it like the good little slut you are,” His voice husky as he leaned in to growl in your ear, holding your hand in place for a few moments before moving it in between the both of you to slowly rub your clit. His thrusts slowed down a bit but remained just as hard causing you to moan. He rubbed your clit harder as his other hand gripped tightly at your hip keeping a good rhythm going. 

“Yes, yes right there,” you moaned loudly at the feeling as your eyes rolled back, your hips meeting his with every thrust. You could feel his dick in your stomach from how deep he was.

“There she is,” you could hear the smirk in his voice as he picked up his pace again. The room filled with skin slapping skin noises as he watched himself slide in and out of you. His hand on your hip slid up your back once more reaching your hair and grabbing it all together tugging at it. It hurt but in the best way. You could feel your climax coming as you turned into a moaning mess. 

“You feel so good baby, I love the way your pussy feels around my dick,” He groaned as his words sent chills down your spine causing your legs to shake. He leaned his head back before lifting his leg up fucking into you hard from a different angle finding your g-spot once again. 

“Holy shit, Vin,” you cried in pleasure as you felt your walls begin to clench around his dick. “I'm about to cum,” 

“Hold it,” He demanded and kept going, wanting to climax at the same time. Your body was shaking uncontrollably as you gripped the sheets tighter. His hand on your clit not moving driving you insane.

“I'm close, don't you dare cum” He groaned as you felt his dick twitch inside of you, feeling like you were ready to explode. 

“Vinnie,” you moaned loudly as he moved his hand shoving you into the bed getting in a few more thrusts.

“Cum baby,” He moaned, stiffening inside you as you immediately came all over his dick. You both rode out your highs as he slowly pulled out of you grabbing a towel to clean you up as you laid there tired and breathless. 

After throwing the towel in his basket he walked back over to the bed as you turned over on your back grabbing a blanket to cover yourself. He laid next to you putting his arm around you pulling you to him as you both stayed silent for a few minutes. 

“Was it too much for you?” He said quietly looking down at you as you hugged into his chest. He felt guilty for taking it out on you.

“No, im fine Vin” you nodded and looked up reassuring him. He gave you a slight smile kissing your forehead. 

“I'm sorry about earlier,” He sighed, “I shouldn't have shoved you like that or said what I said,” He leaned his head back against the headboard. 

“It's okay, I know you're having a rough time right now, I just wish you’d talk to me instead of shut me out,” you looked up at him and placed a hand on his cheek stroking it softly with your thumb, he leaned into it closing his eyes for a moment before nodding. 

“I know, its stupid of me, I just get too deep into myself sometimes,” His eyes fluttered open as he reached for your hand placing his over it before taking it and kissing the inside of your palm. 

“I love you, thank you for caring for me and still sticking around even though I can be a shit boyfriend,” He held your hand tightly.

“You don't need to say that and you are not a shit boyfriend Vin, I care because I love you and want you to be happy” you kissed his bare chest as he held onto you tightly. 

“You make me happy, only you” He leans in to kiss you softly as you kiss him back smiling. 

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[bakugosbratx]

okay i just need some bakugou smut😩 maybe yandere?

NSFW 18+ Cry for it— Yandere Katsuki Bakugo x Fem! Reader

Warnings: 18+ Content. Yandere, dub-con, abuse, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, degrading, breeding kink, fingering, bdsm, punishment, dacryphilia, etc.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this yandere smut bb! I had a lot of fun writing it. Thank you for your request. I hope you enjoyed.

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The days have felt quite long and drawn out. You are not sure how long it has been since your arms have been chained to the support beam in Katsuki’s basement, but the thought of sunlight hitting your eyes burned.

Your brain is convincing you that you deserve this punishment. You did catch an attitude with him, after all. You even threw a tantrum.

Quite sinful, Y/N.

You heard the slam of the front door, the door leading to the basement where you currently reside shakes in response. If you had any saliva left in your dry mouth, you would remind Katsuki he left you down there. Surely, he must have forgotten. It’s been three days since you have last seen him. He has not checked on you once the whole time, your beating heart becoming hollow in the process.

Prayers have been long gone from your thought process since you have arrived in Katsuki’s captivity. If there was a God, he sure was not listening to your beckon call.

No one was listening to you.

Katsuki’s heavy footsteps approached the door, his shadow covering the little light you are offered in this dark hole. The door flies open with a rattling shake, your eyes being blinded by light you have not seen in days.

“You alive?” Katsuki inquires, stomping his way down the creaky wooden steps. You could not see him since you are using your eyelids to protect your burning irises, but you could feel his intimidating presence around you along with his natural heavy footsteps.

A slap delivered to your cheek releases a gasp from your lips. “Yeah, you’re alive.” Katsuki answers his own question, beginning to free your wrist from the pole.

“Kat,” you attempted to find the strength to finish his name, gazing up at him so weakly, “suki.” He just ignored you, picking up your malnourished body and throwing you over his shoulder. He delivers a not-so gentle slap to your exposed bum.

“I made some food for your ungrateful ass.” Katsuki states, his tone still holding underlying anger to it. There is one thing your captor did best and that was hold grudges.

Setting your naked body down in your assigned chair at the dining table, Katsuki brings the cold water bottle to your lips, snickering at how quickly you digested the cool liquid. You have been without hydration for three days; it’s understandable.

Katsuki sets a bowl of ramen in front of you. The heat of soup engulfed your nostrils, reassuring you can still use your sense of smell. You have grown accustomed to the musty smell the basement possesses that you have become blind to it. Your unbathed body is sure to wear that fragrance until Katsuki bathes you later tonight.

Devouring your ramen, not a single drop is left. Katsuki is kind enough not to comment on your eating habits since you have been kept like a starved dog in his cold, pitch black basement.

Collecting your bowl and utensils, Katsuki drops them off in the sink for him to wash later since you are forbidden from the kitchen. There are too many dangers lurking for you to go in there.

“Ready for your bath?” Katsuki rhetorically asked, arching a brow. You nod, poutfully making grabby hands. He chuckled, his insides bursting with excitement that you are so needy towards him. You are typically like this when he deprived you of his attention and affection.

“C’mere, brat.” He coo’s while picking you up, kissing your tear stained cheek multiple times before proceeding towards the bathroom upstairs. You hated that you missed his calloused touch, his snarky remarks, and unwanted nicknames, but your bare skin is falling into his leather touch, his gruff voice sings calming melodies to your ears, and his nicknames are spoken with love.

Everything he does is out of love towards you, Y/N.

Everything.

Placing you down on the toilet seat lid, the cold porcelain sent chills down your aching spine. You cover your breast with your arms, not wanting the air to make them even more cold than they already are. Katsuki checks the temperature of the bath water with a couple of his long digits, seeing that it is perfect for his love.

Picking you up and putting you into the warm water; the warmth already soothing your cold bare limbs. Katsuki is using a water pale to rain the water over your hair, dampening every inch of skin then cleaning it with the necessary soaps.

There was little to no talking during the process; Katsuki is not one for conversation, anyways. Unless he has a rude comment, working, demanding, or having sexual intercourse; the man can be mute. You secretly craved his voice. You missed it. You have not had any interaction with a human — well Katsuki — for three days. You are not even sure if your voice is still capable of producing sound.

Gulping, you wait for all the soap to be rinsed from your body, leaving you smelling the way Katsuki desires you to smell. “I,” you paused, meeting his crimson orbs, “I missed you.”

Katsuki did not know how to process your words. You have never said them before. This is the fourth month he has held you captive and not once have you shown any sign of desire for his presence. Your eyes always screamed fear and pure hatred, but this time, they spelt loneliness and longing.

Longing for Katsuki.

“Yeah?” Katsuki finally grumbles out, collecting water in the cup and raining it over your hair once again.

“Yeah.” You nodded, your tone low and hoarse. Silence fell over you two once more as he finished cleaning the soap off of your body.

“Hey,” Katsuki calls, placing your chin in between his thumb and other fingers, “prove it.”

Your eyebrow arches, unaware of what he meant, but you are quick to figure out once he dries off your body with a large fluffy towel, instructing you to, “lay on the bed.”

“Katsuki—“

“Shh.” Katsuki interrupts, silencing your lips with his own. Katsuki is not one to show affection much. Daily kisses, hugs, and other normal affectionate ways people display their love is not Katsuki’s way. He has been patient when it comes to sex, but that ends tonight.

You intake his kiss, your lips mirroring his actions and becoming magnetic; when you pull away, they attract right back. Your tongues dance with one another, your neediness engulfing every second of attention he is providing to you. His sneaky fingers find their way in between your thighs, rubbing your warm clit with his large calloused pads.

A moan falls into his lips, a smirk appearing on his features in between the kiss. You did not even fight back, you did not want to. His kisses have become intoxicating while his fingers trail to your entrance, entering without permission.

Gasp rolls off your tongue, but only to be swallowed by Katsuki. “You’re so fuckin’ tight.” Katsuki comments, your cunt’s walls hugging his fingers as they curl inside you. “No wonder you always run from my cock.”

“Katsuki.” You whined, his fingers picking up speed inside your cunt; your walls not wanting them to go as they please you.

“What? You’re already bitchin’ off just my fingers? You gotta be kiddin’ me.” Katsuki scoffs, your whimpering eyes only encouraging him to continue. A hand wrapping around your neck, his thumb and index finger resting on your jaw, “aw, look at that pouty little face? So fuckin’ pathetic.” He condescendingly coo’s.

“Katsuki, slow down.” You requested only to get denied, a snicker falling from his smug grin.

“Yet your about to cum all over my fuckin’ fingers.” Katsuki retorts, your walls clenching his digits tightly in fear of releasing them and remaining empty.

You could not even protest, your walls releasing onto his fingers, moans falling from your throat. “And you didn’t even ask for permission? So damn greedy.”

Removing his fingers, he licks the slick off of his fingers, his cock begging to be released from his gray sweat pants that hang low on his hips. Your eyes automatically fall to his dick; your mouth practically foaming. Katsuki grabs your chin so you are forced to meet his orbs.

“You want my cock? Beg for it.” He shrugged.

Katsuki adores it when you beg so pretty for him and you refuse to not follow orders. Falling to your knees, you play with the waistband of his pants, pleading, “please, give me your cock, Katsuki. I want to be useful to you, let me makeup for behaving so poorly.”

“You’re going to have to do a lot better than that.” Katsuki scoffs, clearly not impressed.

You sighed, your bottom lip quivering at the rejection and tears arising in your orbs. Rejection deeply brings up your insecurities. Katsuki has taught you that rejection from him is the worst and to you, it is.

“Katsuki, please,” you whimpered, “please make use of me. I want to be of value to you. Please.”

Katsuki’s thumbs wiped away your tears, your trembling bottom lip giving him more satisfaction. “So pretty when you cry for my cock.” Katsuki whispers, more for himself than you.

“Ass up and face down on the bed,” he delivers a somewhat tender slap to the face, “now.”

You do just as you were instructed; climbing onto the bed, your face buried into the charcoal colored comforter while your bare ass is in the air for Katsuki’s taking. Delivering a fresh slap to your arse, your squeal is muffled while Katsuki’s erected tip teases your clit.

“Please don’t tease me, Katsuki.” You whined, selfishly wanting more. His hand laces in your hair, pulling your head back so you are close to his face, “listen here and listen good, slut,” delivers a hard slap to your ass, “I call the fuckin’ shots, got it? You are my property and this pussy is fuckin’ mine. So, y’know what that means?” He quizzes through gritted teeth, his fingers dancing on the same spot he just smacked you; not hesitating to do it again.

“You get to do what you want.” You replied, small whimpers releasing while his grip on your hair becomes tighter; a smack to your ass in confirmation.

“That’s right; I get to do whatever the fuck I want to ya and you get to take it like the good little slut you claimed to be.” Katsuki snarls, releasing you from his grip.

Aligning you with his pre-cumming cock, his erection slides into your entrance with ease, your pussy eating every inch into a tight hug from your constricted walls. Your nails dig into the sheets for support, Katsuki’s nails digging into your hips for his.

Another hard smack is brought to your ass. “You got all that mouth on you. I suggest you use it before I stuff that too.” Katsuki warns.

This may be your first time having sexual relations with him, but you should know what is expected of you, Y/N.

Singing Katsuki sweet melodies of moans filled with pleasure filled compliments, Katsuki’s pace picks up, his cock entering in-and-out of your drooling cunt.

“Feels so good, Katsuki.” You purr, the mixture of pain sending you mixed signals about the pleasure.

“Fuck yeah it does. Your tight ass pussy has just been waiting for me to stretch out, hasn't it?” Katsuki mocks with a smirk, not even considering going slow.

You are his property to fuck and take advantage of. It’s best you remember that, Y/N.

“Yes, sir.” You reply, a moan releasing right after.

“Atta girl.” He praises, picking up even more speed; your pussy becoming even more accustomed to his thick cock, each stroke stretching it out more while he is balls deep into you.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum, baby.” Katsuki groans, throwing his head back while the veins in his cock twitch, the head of his member touching your cervix. You did not even get to attempt to protest. This is no longer your body; it’s his.

“I’m going to fill you up to the brim with my cum and make you a pretty little mama, yeah? Have you all big and round carrying my seed.” Katsuki daydreams aloud, getting him closer to meeting his high. “Yeah, you’ll fuckin’ like that wouldn’t you? Breeding you like the bitch in heat that you are.”

“Yes, Katsuki. Fill me up and use me.” You pleaded, his cock already leaking semen into the depths of your cervix.

“That’s exactly what I plan to do, babe.”

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