#and by god you are fucking ANGRY about it.

[thehmn]

Random rant.

I was telling my mom about yet another random middle aged guy who insisted on me paying attention to him (you know the type who gets super angry if you don’t respond to them saying hi or whatever, either because you didn’t hear them or didn’t know they were talking to you, instead of just letting it go like a normal person) and I was like “I’m sorry but it’s always guys your age”

I expected her to defend her fellow man but instead she responded “Oh my god yes. They’re the WORST”

Talk about Karen’s all you like but no group of people are more entitled than middle aged men. I hope it’s just those generations because I never experience it with guys my age and younger. But we’ll see in a few years. I’m close to middle aged myself and perhaps people just lose their fucking mind at a certain age.

Best part of being a cleaner is that if I don’t respond to those types of guys at work they just assume I don’t understand what they’re saying. I can hear them get all worked up at which point I start to ignore them out of spite and eventually I’ll hear someone say “She’s probably an immigrant” and they cool off. Yeah buddy, that’s the only explanation. It couldn’t possibly be because I don’t want to talk to you because you’re acting like an entitled dick.

At this point I’ve made it my mission in life to piss those guys off. I always pick up after my dogs but more than once some middle aged guy started ordering me to pick up as I was getting the bags out. I love the look on their face when I call them shit-sheriff and curse them out for thinking they can boss random adults around like that. And they never have a comeback because they never expected anyone to challenge them. I had a shouting match with one older guy who tried to push me over while I was riding my bike slowly past him because he felt I was trying to run him over for some reason but it ended real fast when I told him to fuck back to his retirement home because they forget they don’t get my respect for free. Same if you call them ugly. They have no idea how to respond to that because they never had to worry about their looks before.

So to anyone reading this, just be cool if people don’t respond to you and don’t act like you can order random strangers around. Niceness will get you anywhere with strangers (unless they’re assholes themselves)

#humontalks #rant post

[kamikazii]

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It’s always so fun teasing your fiancé, Nanami, as soon as he gets to work. The first text of the morning is you sending him a picture of yourself in his favorite lingerie, laying in your shared unmade bed, captioned with just how much you miss him already. It only took him a few minutes to read your message and conclude that today was going to be a long day. He texted back a simple ‘No teasing, please my love.’ But that didn’t stop you from trying to get under his skin. An hour later you were taking videos of yourself from all angles to send to him, slowly taking the lingerie off yourself and panning the camera to your cunt, which was getting wetter as seconds passed.

He couldn’t help but plead to any god listening to him that you’d keep sending more of yourself, tease him until he couldn’t take it anymore. Feeling his pant tighten and his cock throb was a tell tale sign that he’d need to bury himself inside of you soon. He tried to hide the blush on his cheeks from the others but he could hardly take it anymore.

Once afternoon rolled around he decided he couldn’t restrain himself any longer. Your phone started buzzing right as you turned your vibrator on, holding it to your aching clit. Nanami spoke quickly, his voice dripping in need and desire. He would be home shortly, he expected you to be ready to take him since that’s what you’ve wanted from him all day long. You made sure he heard what you were doing, moaning to him to hurry up and get home. He breathed out harshly, restraining a moan from his throat. Hanging up the phone with a quick ‘I love you.’, you played out scenarios in your head of what was going to happen when your dear fiancé came home. Images of him fucking you hard and raw filled your brain as you swirled your toy over your clit, drooling over the thought of him.

He got home faster than you thought he would, throwing his coat on the floor and pulling his tie loose, he looked at you with need. Nanami was usually more composed than this when you were about to have sex, but you really got under his skin. He was normally gentle, careful, and full of praises. But in this state he was not. He pulled his belt off in one fluid motion, striding towards you. The sight made you swallow in slight fear of your soon to be husband, his aura was darker than what it usually is. He grabbed your chin as he freed his achingly hard cock, it slapping his abdomen as he pulled it out. He looked down at you with such feral eyes, forcing your mouth open with his thumb he inched his red angry tip towards your tongue.

“This is what you’ve wanted all day, isn’t it? Why don’t you choke on him, yeah? My little slut. You put on such a little show for me, don’t be shy now.”

His voice was low and raspy, his words went straight to your dripping cunt. You took his fat head into your mouth, sucking on it lightly. He sighed out a deep breath, inching himself further into your mouth and down your throat. You looked so beautiful from this angle; choking on his cock, drool dripping from the corner of your mouth and a single tear rolling down your cheek from the stretch. He grabbed his phone from where is laid on the bed and took a picture of you choking on him, before throwing it back to where it was and returning his attention to you. He grabbed a small chunk of your hair and thrusted in and out of your throat, lewd squelches and moans leaving your mouth. He felt his orgasm building up, the knot is his stomach getting tighter and tighter.

He let go of your hair and pulled out of your mouth, he didn’t want to cum in your mouth, he wanted to bury himself so deep and release right into your womb. He pushed you onto your back onto the bed and promptly had you flip o your tummy and arch your back to him. He leaned close to your sopping pussy and licked a fat stripe up from your clit to your entrance, making you clench on nothing. He groaned at the sight, pumping his cock in his fist as he got it ready to stuff you. He grabbed your hip as he positioned himself to your entrance, slowly sinking in inch by inch.

A moan of relief left the both of you as he buried himself to the hilt in your cunt, your gummy walls sucking him in and squeezing him. He pulled almost all the way out, leaving his tip in and slamming his hips to your ass, making a scream moan leave your throat. He grabbed your wrists and forced them behind your back to keep you in place as he found a harsh pace to pound into you. Moans and mewls left your pretty mouth as he relentlessly fucked you into the mattress, degraded praises leaving his throat as he moaned. He couldn’t get enough of you, the way you took him so well. You were such a little whore, his and only his little whore. Your pussy was his and only his, you were made just for him.

He pounded your spot until you were dripping cum all over his cock, begging and pleading that the overstimulation was too much. He ignored your pleas, fucking you harder than before to get you to shut up. The knot in his stomach was getting so tight he could feel it threaten to snap, his orgasm being right around the corner. One final thrust and he was spilling himself into you, hot white euphoria clouded his mind as he emptied his cum deep inside your pussy, filling you up to the brim. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, letting go of your wrists he pressed small kisses to your back, circling his thumbs on your hips.

He slowly pulled out, your mixed releases spilling down your legs and his abdomen. He lowered himself to his back on the bed, pulling you to lay with him. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, taking in his masculine scent. You liked how rough he was with you, but also loved his soft side. He held you close to him, his calloused thumbs rubbing circles into your back. You laid in silence with him, listening to his heart thud, sleep threatening to take over after your workout. He smiled down at you, seeing the sleepiness in your eyes.

“Sleep my love, I’ll be here to clean you up when you wake.”

He whispered into your hair, pulling the covers over the both of you and holding you tighter.

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[fuck-customers]

today, mar 25 2024, a woman came into my red hardware store and dumped her bag of returns on my counter. she said "i have a fucking return. it's all coming the fuck back. i don't need any of this fucking stuff" and i was instantly on edge because she's being loud and every other word was another f-bomb. and i GET IT i get swearing, i get being angry, but why the hell are you upset with me lol i looked at the pile of stuff and was like "oh did you buy this yesterday?" because i recognized the pile of items as things that i had personally rung up at some point. it's a bunch of electrical stuff like outlet covers and some solenoids or wtv. but god i shouldn't've said anything. because she snaps "No what the fuck. i bought this fucking weeks ago. and i dont fucking need it. so i'm returning it"

and i'm like.. damn ok, fine. she's digging for receipts. and has a huge stack of Orange Hardware store receipts. and i'm watching her flip through them and she snaps "go ahead and grab yours if you recognize it!" and i'm like 'uh.. ok i'm pretty sure that my store's receipt is this one' and i pointed at one (idk if its just the font but i recognized my store's receipt and yoinked it out.

so i start processing her return. she's like "ugh i need to go get my card from the car!" and i'm like ok, that's fine. she doesn't really need it for the return but 1) i want her to get away from me because i'm gonna call a manager she's being such an asshole. 2) her friend was looking for other stuff to buy.

she comes back in with her card. i'm like scanning and returning the items. 3 items i KNOW are NOT ours are on the pile. im like.. i don't want to deal with her trying to insist that they belong to our store. but i scan one. it beeps 'item not found' i go 'oh well these items aren't from our store, sorry i can't return them"

and she's like "i dont see how that's fucking possible! everything in that bag is from this fucking store!" and she's just absolutely shrieking. and i don't understand why she's mad, like i don't get it. the manager came up and was like 'we don't sell this product. sorry we can't do a return on it.'

she screams some more but accepts that they must be Orange Hardware and not Red Hardware. She goes out to "make a call while her friend shops"

and i swear to god that she was screaming at someone on the phone for next fourteen minutes and everyone inside the store could hear her from the parking lot. every other word out of this woman's mouth was "fuck" and it was setting my nerves on edge.

her friend finally came up to buy his shit. and it totals $77. she's standing at the door handing him her visa and she is PISSED that the total is $77. she says she doesn't understand how it could add up to that much. and im like uhmmmm.. they're plumping parts.. and the stupid toys you're buying for your grandkids pushed the total to $77 after tax.. either buy it or leave. i don't care

she ended up buying it but you could still hear her swearing up and down the parking lot as she was screaming on the phone with her mother (apparently) saying that she was going to need to be reimbursed for the shit she was buying

and i'm just like... goddamn, i dont care how awful your day is. don't take it out on employees or customers you asshat.

the only funny part about this is the fact that her name was actually Karen. which just made me laugh. but all the other staff had come up to the front to make sure i was okay while she was yelling. and she did get intimidated by some of the men and slink out while her friend paid for the stuff. but still.. a big yikes.

Posted by admin Rodney.

[poguesprincess]

content warning: cheating. i do not in any way condone or endorse this behavior. this is purely fantasy. i suppose this is sort of modern!anakin, but thats up to you guys.

♱ ‧₊˚ “don’t even think about answering.”

bent over his couch, anakin skywalker scowls disapprovingly while he pistons his dick into you. his metal arm holds you up by your hair as you stare at the incoming call from your boyfriend. ex-boyfriend. situationship? him. whatever it was. but, fucked out and still angry with him, you ignore the man fucking you from behind and click on the blaring green answer button. anakin swears from behind you.

it takes a second for you to say something. he slows his thrusts when the call connects, the stretch of his cock rendering you speechless. you can faintly hear him mumbling behind you, praises and insults and all that a man spews when he’s pussy-whipped and his dick is wet. “take this dick, baby, shit.” you’d roll your eyes at him if anything anakin related didn’t make you pathetically horny. it takes quite literally everything in you to speak, and your voice still shakes, “what the fuck do you want?”, and as if to spite you, anakin picks up the pace again. lip bitten, you turn back to look at him— the expression you flash him morphing from warning to pleasure, the moans and whimpers you’re trying oh so hard to keep in threatening to spill when the hand gripping your hair slides down your back and to your clit.

“i just wanna talk.” anakin sputters a short laugh. “are you with someone?”

you ignore his question, “now you want to talk?” the two of you go back and forth, and anakin props his leg up on the armrest of his couch to fuck you deeper. you were doing good until then.

“—cause you’re a fucking asshole, that’s— ah—“

your hand snaps over your mouth and the line quiets for a moment before it clicks for the boy on the other side of the phone what’s going on. “are you fucking someone right now?” anakin makes a point to thrust harder, and you mewl out a pathetic little “no?” as the hand on your clit speeds up, and you forget you’re supposed to be pretending you’re not getting your guts rearranged. you’re caught. you’re caught, but not an inch of you cares, not when you’re being fucked out for your life, pleasure rippling so intensely it makes your arms weak and you drop, held up only by one of anakins arms on your hip, your hand desperately pressed to his thigh. “ani, don’t fucking stop, oh my god!”

the call drops, and you catch a glimpse of yourself in your phone screen as a video call flashes in place of it. sweaty, panting, eyes crossed, skin rippling as anakin pounds his cock into you with no remorse, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. you look filthy. anakin is no help either, not with his unending comments. i fuck you better, don’t i, baby? he doesn’t deserve you. thats right, take it. been too long since you’ve had some good cock, huh? bouncing roughly with each of his thrusts, your head bobs as you search for eye contact with the boy behind you. you tremble as your orgasm nears, and your finger slips. you don’t hear whatever he’s screaming at you, not a single word, knees gravitating towards each other as pleasure takes over. anakin snatches the phone from you, panting from exertion, and makes a face as he peers down at the screaming man on the other end of the call. you claw at his thigh to try warn him, but your orgasm hits you too fast, too hard, and anakin revels in the thought that you’re cumming on his cock for someone else to listen to.

“do better next time, man.”

#εïз anakin skywalker prompt ! #anakin skywalker prompt #anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin x reader

[ellieslittleburrow]

Summary : Your phone dies just when you lied to your father about where you are. How does he react when he finds you?

Warnings : Being chased by somebody

A/N : woo woo! First Beau fic, thanks to @dreamerbouquet 🪷🪷 alsooooooooo, i'm so angry at how my writing is so repetitive yall 😭 i hate it i need a change.

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-- Your phone dies before you get to send that last text..

Fucking hell. You just lied too-you weren't right...quite on Ousel Falls, you're still in the woods near by, limping your way out as you dragged your bicycle through the mud.

You SOMEHOW trip over something and fly forward, landing over a broken branch that brushes your skin just enough to remove it.

Fuckking hell..

Thankfully, you know your way through the vast space and so you walk...and walk, spinning around when a creaking sounds behind you..."Hello?" You say, frantically looking around. Dear god...

Another creak sounds and a figure appears from afar, seemingly running towards you. A gasp escapes your lips and you push away the bicycle before spriting forward, in spite of your aching foot. You run and hop over branches, looking over your shoulder at the person running after you.

You didn't have time to back down, you thought of your father, what he'd do-Thankfully you're only a little under a mile away from the entrance of the woods, and so your feet spring faster-and as you look back once more, you bump into something-which you push away.

"N-No." You push agaisnt it-

"I'ts me, it's me-it's dad."

"We have to go they're com-"

"Calm down, calm down honey-it's just a bunch of kids" Your dad shakes your body gently, leaning close to you to get your attention. "They ran away already, just a bunch of kids."

You take a breather, processing as your heatbeat starts slowing down...

"Come here." He says, pulling you into his chest, one hand envelopping your back and the other resting over the back of your head. "Dear god...you scared me-i thought-" He shut himself up, proceeding with a long sigh.

You pull away from him, biting your lip in an attempt to dtop your quivering chin. "I'm sorry...i-" a sob escapes your throat and you lean back into his chest- Relief has finally hit you and your muscles relaxed... "i'm sorry i didn't mean to scare you-or for my phone to die i-"

He interrupts you, pulling you away firmly. And when your eyes meet, a wave of emotions travels through his eyes. He looks worried and sad and relieved and angry, all of which overwhelm you.

"What did i say about going to the woods alone?" His voice is firm. But the tenderness in his furrowed eyebrows isn't. "What did i say about that?" He demands a response and you just don't have one.

"I-i m-i don't know-I I didn't take it that seriously-" you stop yourself, hell..you just exposed yourself-you shouldn't have.. "i'm sorry."

Your dad rubs your back "It's okay.." He rests his chin over your head, temporarily planting kisses on it.

"It's okay...i'm here now." Your dad reassures you one last time before stepping back. "Do we need to go to the hospital?" He kneels down when his attention lands on your bleeding leg.

"No, no need for that." You reassure him back, staggering back when he held your leg up a little high. You rested your hand on his shoulder, balancing yourself. "I'm okkay."

You're not-You wince as your father examines what turns out to be an open cut.

"Can you walk?"

You roll your eyes. "Dad, it's not that serious it's just a c-"

"Can you or can you not?" He cuts you off.

"I caaaan..." You groan in annoyance. It's a lie but-he's already tired enough

"Okay....let's go then. If i notice you're limping i'm carrying you back." He orders and a smile appears on your face.

"Okay" You can't fight that. "Thank you."

"I'm...i'm just glad you're okay, honey."

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I wish i could've made this one longer. But i'm too tired. Anyway, kissies yall, i hope you enjoyed reading this 🥀🥀🥀❤️❤️❤️

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[romeavecryst]

Crush Culture˖ ࣪⊹

IV. Just open your mind

sum: Dose he finally admit it? That maybe a a crush isn’t so bad that being interested in someone is okay? He doesn’t know though what if he’s just about to waste his time.

warnings: cursing, flirting, not proofread, jealousy, Nekomas being protective over their manager, tsukii having wondering eyes.

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A few says in Yamaguchi could tell something was up, that his best friend was dealing with something but didn’t open up about it. Kei seemed more… spacious. Like he wasn’t fully there. How his gaze would linger a bit longer in the distance how, that he seemed to be more focused yet so distracted at the time. Maybe he was just having a moment, he was still himself.

Then he would notice it, how the tips of Kei’s ears turned red when he would talk to the second year manager. How he played with his finger as he spoke to her that his eyes didn’t wander if as she talked to him helping with whatever she asked. That when Noya would ask about it he was quickly dismissive about her. Tadashi wanted to ask, he wanted to bring it up but didn’t want to make his best friend upset. He knew Kei didn’t like the idea of being interested in somebody, that is was stupid, crush culture was to normalize and a waste of time.

“Tsukii?” He asked, the two of them walking out of the gym.

Tsukishima hummed listening to his friend, “Can I ask you something with out you getting upset.” Yamaguchi asked.

He noticed Tsukishimas eyebrow raise “What is it?”

“Do you like Nekomas Manager…?”

Tsukishima stoped dead in his track, yamaguchi stoped a little after him looking back at his best friend. His brows frowned slightly but his face all around looked blank, yet grossed out at the same time. Kei opened his mouth but closed it before anything came out, his gaze shifting to the ground. The silence around them heavy the sound of crickets and frogs could be heard within the summer night. The faint sounds of shoes squeaking against gym floors as teams still practice voices of other players heard. But the two of them stayed silent, Tsukishima almost debating in his head to answer.

“I don’t know..” he spoke, his voice barely audible.

Yamaguchi watche as Tsukishima looked at the plan of his hands for a moment before speaking. “Sh-she makes me nervous, like actually nervous Tadashi..” his eyes met Yamaguchis, “She has this attitude that doesn’t irritate me like other do, her snarky or teasing remarks make me blush like a fucking school girl. Her bratty attitude and cockiness is so annoying yet it doesn’t make me angry or upset. She didn’t take my shit either always saying something back with this amused look…”

Tsukishima laughed at himself “ I find myself always looking for her, in the practice matches to see if she’s maybe looking at me. I look for her in other gyms, even at the dining hall. Even if she’s not looking at me I continue to look at her, is it stupid to say I like the way she looks. Her face.. it UGH. It’s so fucking stupid, i barely know her I- I don’t even know how to start an actual conversation with her and every time I have it’s something quick just a comment and I walk away like a loser. It’s so lame.” He groaned, confessing to his friend.

“So you do like her, it’s okay-“

“I know it’s okay but.. what if I end up wasting my time. I put in effort just to get hurt in the end? That she didn’t feel the same about me? That what if I do something, would she stay? Stay with me not shut me out after an argument or because I said something that just broke her heart. I no good with words and I’m.. I’m not nice when I’m upset. God and most of the time I don’t notice that I’m like that nor do I feel bad after the fact..” he sighed rubbing his eyes his glasses lifting off his face.

Tadashi stood in front of his friend, a soft smile on his face. “Kei.. I’m no love expert but you seem smitten. And as much as I wish I could give you the reassurance that nothing bad will happen that’s not how it works with relationships, love even. Time will tell, she’ll either from how highly you speak of her now she’ll either be your worst heartbreak or someone you die old with.”

Tsukishima laughed, Tadashi only smiled small laughs leaving his mouth “Don’t tell anyone about this. I swear to god.” Tsukishima spoke still laughing.

“I wont I promise!” Tadashi smiled his hand falling on Kei’s shoulders.

“You’re my best friend Tadashi.. but I will hunt you down.”

Tadashi chuckled “I wont.” Putting his pinky finger up, tsukishima linking his with Yamaguchis.

The pair soon entered the dining hall for dinner. Everyone sitting at tables as they are the teams mixed up making it harder to find a spot to sit, everyone talking amongst themselves. Tsukishimas stiffened the feeling of a hand touching his arm startling him.

“Sorry didn’t mean to make you jump stalker, do you and your friend wann come sit with me and a few of my guys?” Y/n asked smiling.

Tsukishima and Yamaguchi looked at one another “Yeah that would be nice thank you!” Yamaguchi answered her.

She nodded her head having them follow her, he noticed how her braids were put into this low buns two red ribbons helping hold them together, extra curls falling loose from them. Tsukishimas eyes slightly wondering the black shirt she wore was cropped slightly and tight, not a lot the red joggers she wore more baggy than the uniform he usually saw her in the sides saying ‘Nekoma Volleyball Club’ down the sides. They sat low on her hips he could see two rhinestones on her lower back, piercings?

Yamaguchi elbowing him lightly, pretty much telling him to stop staring at her ass. Tsukishima glaring lightly. “I wasn’t.”

“Mmhm”

The stoped at a table her putting her tray down next to a guy with longer hair blonde but grown out his roots black. “I invited some friends, this is Tuskishima, and his friend Yamaguchi.” She spoke as the two sat next to her Kei in the middle of her and Tadashi.

The both said hi, “this is a little bit of my team and others they’ll introduce themselves unless y’all know each other already.” She said smiling.

They knew Kuroo and Bokuto, as well as Akaashi. Yamamoto, Fukunaga, kenma and lev had introduced themselves. They all talked amongst themselves, her talking with them aswell, she was close with her team members and got along with them. Her body was close to his, a small shiver of her body because of kenma pushing her against him. “Be careful!” She pushed Kenma back him dramatically falling into Yaku.

“You see this? This abuse she puts me through.” Kenma spoke out to the table.

She snorted turning back to her food, she could hear Tsukishima next to her laugh lightly aswell her eyes glancing at him a smile on her face “whatever,”

She didn’t move back after her push, her thigh pushed up against his there arms touching. Yamaguchi watched as his friends face became pink, the blonde pushing up his glasses before continuing to eat. She acted as if nothing was happening that her thigh was pushed up against him, that her foot tapped his. But he didn’t move away from her touch, he didn’t want to. His eyes meeting hers as he turned his head.

“How long have you been playing Volleyball?” She asked. Turning her body towards him.

“Since I was a kid just something I picked up.” He spoke.

“Do you not like.. enjoy it?”

He shrugged “I don’t hate it keeps me busy ya know, did you play any sports?” He asked.

“I did, when I lived in the states, I played soccer, did gymnastics also.” She explained

“Weren’t you gonna go for an American team? That’s what it’s called right?” Kuroo said.

“Yeah but moved.. and I could’ve continued here but was mad at my dad for moving us across the world.” She said, looking over at him.

“That’s why you quit? Out of spite?” Tsukishima asked. It came out more snarky than wanted.

“I didn’t quit, but I did try for a team her in Tokyo one of the best but didn’t have a great experience, the girls were mean, I didn’t appreciate getting body shamed.” She hummed, her face dropping a bit.

“That’s fucked,”

“They were jealous.” She smiled.

Tuskishima nodded, kuroo kept the conversation going. Getting y/n and Tuskishima to talk a bet more, the two learning a lot about each other. Even after eating they continued to talk. Kuroo knew what he was doing, he liked the blonde he was a player that needed more of a push and he knew that she would do that. But he could feel the flirty tension between them, it was light but noticeable to him. She was always nice and out going with people but she seemed a bit different something only him and Kenma noticed but kept to themselves.

“You should come practice with us after dinner.” Kuroo spoke interrupting their conversation.

“I’m al-”

“You should you’re a hell of a blocker, but need a bit more.. hmm sturdiness? Kuroo is one of the best I know good to have someone to help out.” She said to him cutting the blonde of.

Tsukishimas eyes moving from hers to kuroos a smirk on his lips making kei glare, “I’m alright thanks though..” he answered.

He went. He went to that stupid gym, just because she went after cleaning up. Kuroo giving him a sassy remark when he walked in with her. Tuskishima glancing at her before joining them.

Her eyes never left him, analyzing and down right admiring him. He seemed more locked in them earlier when she was watching him, he seemed so unserious about Vollyball but he isn’t so nonchalant about it, he only seems that way because something happened. He started playing this sport out of spite, and now he’s actually starting to enjoy it. She watch how he listened to kuroo as he explained to him how to fix something little bit over all helped. She could tell his hands and fingers were starting to hurt how he constantly rubbed them.

“Hun do you want me to wrap your fingers I can..” she spoke reaching into her bag. Tuskishimas eyes looking over towards her watching as she waved him over.

He offered his hand out to her no hesitation, her hands were cold against his. Her hands calloused yet so soft, while his where rough and warm, her hands were gentle as she taped his fingers. His eyes watched her his head tilting slightly.

‘Just open your mind to new things Kei’ the sound of his moms voice ringing through his ears. He had to open his mind, allow himself to let her in. To know the real him. It be hard, hard he didn’t want to have his heart broke but how could she when she treated him with such care. How she looked as him so.. intimately. He’d never admit to himself, to her, to his mother, to Tadashi. He was scared. Scared of these feelings he was feeling.

Her eyes looked up noticing his brows frowned “Tsukishi-”

“Call me Kei, please.”

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[chronicallyblyrie]

TMAGP thursday!!! Episode 13 thoughts and spoilers below

-already an episode named futures is ominous to me somehow???

-OH MY GOD THIS IS ADORABLEEEE

-yessss Sam trauma dumping in the first date

-THATS WHO JACK IS?? Okay that makes more sense that she just has a kid but I for some reason was expecting this to just be a weird brother or something that somehow made her wake up on the side of the freeway?? Seriously why did she wake up on the side of a freeway

-oh! Alice has dead parents good to know. Hope that won't get exploited to cause emotional damages later!

-soooo hold in that case JUST HAPPENED THEN?? Bonzo attacked that place after Gwen went there?? That's what I'm getting from Gwen "party causing" it.

-managing bad guys?? WHAT DOES THIS MEEEEAN does managing mean making them go attack random places bro????

-this is so confusing Lena what kind of operation is this 😭

-okay cool case angry guy about finances??

-honestly yeah if I got 100,000 I'd call it quits too take that shit and RUN

-bruh nah nah you just said you were gonna quit it

-nah because I don't even know what categoru of fears hurting yourself for thousands of dollars falls under

-HAHAHA WHAT WAIT WAIT HE DECIDED TO JUMP OFF A CLIFF FOR A MILLION DOLLARS AND THEN INSULTED EVERYONE HE EVER KNEW AND GETTING PEOPLE ON TWITTER TO HATE HIM?? THIS MAN WANTED ALL ODDS AGAINST HIM

-"was this really worth it?" Apparently to you yes

-you're not gonna be rich after those medical bills bro

-dude you fucked around and found out you aren't getting your money

-oh hello creature in the phone

-awwww no alice don't be sad please

-oh okay that is uh an interesting threat thanks alice

-yeah they're definitely real lmao sorry to break it to you

-Alice let him be a PROTAGONIST GOD DAMN

Okay well that was interesting thanks for reading this weeks TMAGP thursday thoughts

#tmagp #the magnus protocol #magpod #tmagp spoilers

[idontplaytrack]

I’d Rather Be Me(and be with you)

Janis ‘Imi’ike x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, some angst. coarse language, implied homophobia

“Sometimes what’s meant to break you makes you brave.”

It's funny how one line a song can lead me to think of this whole scenario- but enjoy this very short drabble :)

You were in Janis' garage, sitting before her, feeling like your heart was going to jump out of your chest. The girl looked at you with a concerned gaze and you swallowed your spit harshly. "y/n, what's going on? Why are you being weird..."

"You know the um, the guy at school that called me a dy—"

"Yeah, why? What'd he do again? I swear I'm going to kill that—"

"No, no. He didn't do anything...else." Your voice trails of at the end.

"Then what's going on, y/n. You're kind of scaring me here to be honest."

"He wasn't wrong?"

"What?" Janis nearly scoffs, "How can he not be — ohhh." She was hit with the realisation of what you were trying to tell her. Janis immediately hugs you, "Oh, I'm so glad this was what you had to tell me. I was so scared that asshole hit you or something."

"He didn't." You assured tearfully, "I know it's not a big deal or anything but I just wanted you to be the first to know because you're my best friend. I trust you with my life. And I love you."

"It is a big deal if you say it is. It's important to you." She breaks away from the hug.

"Janis...I love you. I've found myself falling for you and I didn't realise it until I found myself being so angry whenever I saw Regina flirt with you."

Janis quite literally froze. She froze. You panicked, regretting saying all of that so soon. "God, say something, please." You sniffled.

"You do?" Was all she could manage, a smile was forming on her face as she licked her lips nervously.

"Fuck." You muttered feeling the tears fall from your eyes, you looked up and swiped them away, chuckling when you looked back at her, "Yeah, I do. I really like you, Janis. Jesus, why am I crying?"

"Good, I don't have to rack my brain to think of how to make the first move now." Janis gives you a cheeky smile as she inched closer to your face. You looked into her eyes, feeling your heart flutter when you feel her hand slide up your cheek. Then, her face got closer, and closer. Her lips presses onto yours gently, and you just melted, letting nature take its course though in disbelief that this was happening.

Her hands roamed your back when you suddenly felt her weight on you, smelling her shampoo when she shifted about just ever so slightly. Your breathing hitches, she pulls away, brushing the hair out of your face right as your eyes opened. She chuckles, "Hi." You were a little out of breath, more so now that she was laying on you- but you didn’t mind it. "Hey."

"You are so cute." Janis grins, laying her head on your chest.

You laughed lightly, combing your hand through her hair, "Oh, yeah? Look at you." Your other hand rested on her back.

She says, picking at the frayed hem of your shirt, "I love you."

#auli’i cravalho #mean girls 2024 #janis 'imi'ke x fem reader #janis ‘imi’ike #wlw #wlw fanfic #lgbtqia #queer #wlw fluff #coming out fic #drabble

[camillahex]

god i am thinking soooo hard about how lucy and kipperlily were the closest to each other compared to with the rest of the rat grinders like. kipperlily's rage courting/being courted by ankarna, the sister goddess to ravina who was lucy's cleric diety. how we now know the way to truly convert to ankarna is to die and be resurrected in worship of her. lucy's goddess is ruvina, goddess of sorrow, and sorrow and grief are so often covered up by rage because it's easier to feel angry than hurt. i'm thinking ruvina may have protected lucy in some way during whatever happened in the mountains of chaos last year because she absolutely would have known her sister's presence - corrupted as it may be - and influence on lucy's party members, and either prevented lucy from dying in the first place or brought her back herself to keep lucy from her sister's grasp. but because of oblivati mori she wouldn't have been able to tell lucy who it was that resurrected her friends, brought them back a little different, a little more angry. and because lucy's closest friend and party leader is kipperlily, she agrees to the conversion request, because this new diety is the one that brought her friends back, even though ruben is now writing more songs about rage and hate, and ivy's jokes have dropped the pretense of friendly ribbing and are now just mean, and something in kipperlily has gone hard and flat and unyielding, they're still her friends, right? but then kipperlily says she needs to die too, and be resurrected by this nameless diety for the conversion to truly take.

and maybe lucy hesitantly says yes - despite (likely) intense warnings from ruvina - and lets her friends kill her, but then can't go with this new goddess; maybe in death she understands the scope of what her friends are trying to do and refuses ankarna's call, or maybe ruvina refuses to let her sister corrupt her kind-hearted, sorrowful, hopeful cleric (don't sisters just fucking always know where to hit you so it hurts the most; and after a millennia of being dead wouldn't it just burn that your own sister is getting in the way of your resurrection; their fight is what causes the destruction of the forest where lucy's body was found - a battle of giants)

or maybe lucy - steadfast in her conviction to ruvina - says no to kipperlily's plan and withdraws her conversion request, and then watches as kipperlily - blinded by rage, ankarna whispering in her head of vengeance and retribution - gives the order to kill her anyways because she'll either end up coming back on their side or being unable to spill their secrets, and besides, she's already thinking of a potential new cleric they can try again with (helioic of course, because that guy's a fucking loser and wouldn't notice the corruption of his followers if they set his stupid robes on fire)

either way, lucy's dead now, and ruvina has lost a cleric, and ankarna has her resurrection all lined up

#fhjy #fantasy high junior year #fantasy high #dimension 20 #c.hex posting #sorry kipperlily being closest to lucy - anger tempered by sorrow - and then likely going on and killing her fucking got to me okay #d20 meta #meta #kipperlily copperkettle #lucy frostblade #ankarna #ruvina

[inkyquince]

I was about to wonder why you'd like him and saw that the unburnt/skinless side looks like Miguel o'hera and was like "yeah that's fair"

...can you tell I miss him

i... imma be so honest with you rn.

anon these men dont look alike to me.

but also dude i like him as a character and also his looks, in a totally seperate way to miguel.

it's like saying i like wren because he looks like whitney or somethin'

i miss miguel too but idk, im not currently writing a fic for miguel where he's switching rapidly from being a sadistic fuck to be so sweet and caring because it doesn't fit with his character.

fits with our king harvey's character tho

anyway, that's just one iteration of this king. and ive needed him gutteraly for a long as time with many different loooks to this king.

so of course, the comic book Harleen (2019) version:

king. angry king.

then there's the batman animated version:

i was recently getting back into batman and when regular harvey showed up? tossing his coin? instant squirt. ask any person i was chatting with regularly during that time. for the love of god i made horny compilation videos of JUST HIS VOICE.

... anyway.

from the long halloween

to robin: year 1

to batman: jekyll and hyde

to the detective comics with him and his ass in the air

this man has had a strong hold on him. now, real quick, the worst iteration of him, of course made by joel schumacher, collosal hack who ruined every IP he's ever touched from phantom of the opera to batman.

jumpscare warning?

sorry tommy lee jones, heard you hated working with jim carrey on this movie.

and lastly, the movie version that i'll be putting under the cut because yowza. oh and the cgi for his face burn is excellent so.

scroll to see if but ALL IN ALL.

Harvey Dent is my favourite tragic character of all time, and Im way more emotionally invested in his story than Miguel's ngl. Both amazing charactesr, but my guy, all of his iterations look different except for the obvious half of his face.

idk if im coming off mean, but idk, im thoroughly side eyeing you.

anyway, harvey dent from the dark knight under the cut because my god, he's hot and mad.

i need him viscerally ever since the dark knight game out in 200 and wot wot.

#squinting at u #i dunno in general i hate it when im talking about a character and someone piques up like “just like this character!” #like dude #cmon #its just vaguely annoying to me #two men with nothing in common but share brown hair in SOME VERSIONS #harvey dent #two face #ask #idk if i came off mean but i am autistic so i will make u sit there and regret your actions #batman #gotham

[pinkandlilacroses]

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Angel - Paige bueckers

part 3

• summary {when an unsuspecting girl falls for the basketball star}

• warnings {drug use, angst}

• comment if you would like to be added to the taglist

bella’s pov

“ok you can go now” she says, emotionless

“oh”

“i mean, no offence but i have a girl coming soon, so you cant be here” she says laying on her back, breaking our eye contact

i don’t respond and put my clothes back on. this is fucked

“have a nice night”

i haven’t cried this much in months, walking through the halls, ugly crying.

‘paige’ has been blocked by ‘bella’

“bella whats wrong” avery says, empathetically

“i hate her, i hate her so much” i cry, barley being able to choke the words out

i look at avery after my response and i have never seen her that angry, there could fully be steam coming from her ears.

“please dont talk to her, please dont hurt her, please avery, please” i cry out, begging the infuriated girl

“why not bella, she deserves it” she yells

my tears dont stop and i feel like they will never stop pouring.

“tell me what she did”

i begin the tell her the events of tonight and her anger only grows.

“that fucking bitch” is all she can say in response

“but i blocked her, and im literally never gonna speak to her again” i say, trying to make a positive point, to counteract this negative situation

“you are never gonna speak to her again”

“im gonna go off to bed”

i feel broken, i got used. i wanted my first time with a girl to be meaningful, i know i like girls and i wanted to prove to myself that having sex with girls wasn’t wrong, but i feel wrong, i feel gross. i cant believe i would let myself be that vulnerable with someone i barley know. ive never been the one to have one night stands and ive only ever had sex with someone ive been in a relationship with.

i take my valium, something i swore to never use again after getting addicted, but its the only thing that works.

“hey, how are you feeling” avery ask’s, genuinely. i’ve never seen her be this gentle before

“wheres my weed”

“bella no”

“shut up avery”

i walk to the kitchen and unlock one of the drawers, and i see the stash. thank god

i know i shouldn’t smoke as a coping mechanism, but its the only thing that works, every time something bad happens to me, i turn to smoking

after going through 3 joints, im barley able to talk or stand up. perfect

knock

ugh

knock

fuck off

knock

“who is it” i say, it barley even sounded like words

“its azzi, is avery here”

who the fuck is azzi

“avery theres a bitch here for you” i say taking another drag

“oh my god! hey azzi” avery says, excitedly, why the fuck is she acting like that

“why are you so fucking happy” i ask, knowing full well how rude i sound

“this is azzi, shes in my psychology class and we have gotten pretty close” avery says, grabbing azzi and sitting next to me on the couch

“yo dont sit on my shit” i say, mad

“your bella right?” azzi says, happily. i hate happy people

“yeah”

“yeah avery’s told me alot about you” she says

“cool” i reply, dryly

“azzis on the basketball team” avery says, my eyes widen

“of course she is” i say, sarcastically. i hate basketball

“yeah, have you been to any games” she questioned, attempting to continue this boring conversation

“nah, i dont watch basketball”

“oh well you should sometime, avery keeps saying how she wants to go to a game” azzi says, looking at avery who begins giggling. sus

“bella your probably friends with some people on the team” avery says

“you wanna hit” i offer to azzi

“nah, i dont smoke”

“boring” i say, bluntly

“do you guys mind if some of my friends come over” azzi says

“no, no, thats perfectly fine” avery says, looking at azzi. basically eye fucking her

“who” i ask

“ice, kk, aubrey, nika and ashlee” she lists

fuck my life. im to high to care

“yeah whatever” i say, lazily

“ok perfect, ill tell them to come” azzi says, excitedly

“are you sure” avery whispers to me, being nice. for once

“i dont give a fuck, its fine” i say taking a drag

im so high. god damn

10 minutes later all of azzis friends turn up, why are they all so tall. what the fuck

avery introduces herself to them and points them to our couch

“hey im kk, your bella right” kk asks

“yeah im bella”

“hey im ice”

“hey im nika”

“hey im ashlee”

“hey im aubrey”

to many people to remember

until

“oh paige came to, i hope you dont mind” azzi says to us, mostly avery

avery says nothing, myself included

“hi paige” avery says, extremely cold

“come sit guys” azzi says, breaking the silence. i wish i wasn’t so high cause i wanna go to my room

everyone sits on the couch, paige sitting the furthest away from me. funny. not funny. not laughing

conversation begins and everyone is involved. everyone but me, ugh i’m so uncomfortable

paige keeps looking at me, and yes i’m noticing because i’m looking at her to.

paige’s pov

fuck. why do i keep looking at her.

she blocked me last night so obviously shes mad about my actions last night, its just a hookup, nothing more.

its not that deep

“i’m going to bed” bella says, slurring and barely able to stand up. i didn’t know she smoked that much, i guess i don’t know anything about her. but i don’t care.

“paige are you ready to go” kk and ice say to me

“yeah, aubrey, nika, azzi, u ready to go”

“yeah lets go”

“actually im gonna stay” azzi says. sus

“buy guys” is said in unison

azzis pov

“ugh finally” avery says, while smashing her lips onto mine

A/N: im being active rn lolll. how do we like avery and azzi

#paige bueckers x reader #paige bueckers headcannons #paige bueckers smut #paige bueckers fic #paige bueckers #uconn #uconn women’s basketball #uconn huskies #uconn wbb #azzi fudd #nika muhl #kk arnold

[clawbehavior]

zero context WIP game! thanks for the tags @killerandhealerqueen and @fourth-quartet 🥰🥰

i'm playing fast and easy with the rules of this one (which you can find here). instead, you'll find numbered snippets from a bunch of WIPs i am 75-90 per cent done but ambivalent about which to update first. gahan readers, what interests you most?

--

1. even gods can't change the past

gaon stares listlessly at the stickers lining the base of the night lamp. despite repeated disinfectings, they haven't come off, dinosaurs, trucks, sparkly muffins. things he had put there to make their hospital stay livelier. 

'i guess we're even now,' soohyun says, quiet and mostly to herself. 

gaon thinks for a while. 'chief jo?' he guesses. soohyun had a girlish fascination with her mentor that in turn made the normally gruff man go tongue tied. 

'what -- no. jishin,' she says as if this explains anything. when gaon looks over at his wife sitting on the bed beside him, she looks guilty, sad, and relieved. the guilt is most prominent. 

'what --' says gaon, having to swallow because his mouth is suddenly dry. 'are you talking about?'

----

2. unnamed modern strangers in a bar au

the stranger backs gaon up until he hits the brick wall behind them, none too gently. but the man pays no attention to this. he looks at gaon with desire both ferocious and unyielding. 

'this husband of yours,' says the stranger angrily, sliding his hands into gaon's thick hair and keeping them there. 'you talk about him like he walks on water but he's only a man.'

'he's my world,' replies gaon breathlessly, eyes fixed on the man's mouth. then the stranger is kissing him. 

---

3. omega spin-off of enantiomers

gaon spins in yohan's arms so they're back to chest, before sensuously dragging himself down yohan's front until he's crouched at yohan's feet. yohan's hands tighten around his when gaon looks up at him from the floor, smilingly and with heat. 

'that look is why i put a baby inside you the first time around,' yohan says, stroking gaon's hands. there's a hint of warning to his tone. and desperation. he can't be held responsible for what he does if gaon keeps this up. 

gaon laughs delightedly.

of course, that's when the bedroom emits a wail that filters down the hallway and into the living room.

--

4. everything everywhere all at once

soohyun's eyebrows go up in shock. 'you still love him,' she says accusingly. 'not just that -- you want to go back to him. your parents died because of kang yohan!' she yells this last part, stomping her feet in enraged helplessness. 

'good people die without good reason,' gaon replies, feeling his cheeks redden.

she looks at gaon like he's grown another head. 'are you listening to yourself right now? you'll forgive kang yohan, and for what? he broke your heart. you were devastated for weeks!'

'i'm not selfless, soohyun-yah. not like you,' gaon replies, voice cracking. he searches for the words, pulling them from deep inside him. 'after appa died, i kept the restaurant open to prove that i could. helping people came after. but i can't do it anymore. i can't keep dragging on like everything is normal when seeing how fucked up everything is is destroying me.'

soohyun visibly swallows her words, letting gaon finish. 

'i hurt,' gaon whispers, 'all the time. i'm so angry. it's like looking into an abyss but now it looks back at me. being with yohan makes me feel safe, like i'll survive this. like there's more to living than just pain.'

soohyun hunches over at the knees and hugs herself. 'why does it have to be kang yohan?' she says miserably.

'i don't know.' gaon approaches, choreographing his intent. he pulls her into a hug when she doesn't resist. 'it's fucked up. i'm fucked up but i miss him terribly.'

'what if he breaks your heart again?' she sniffles against gaon's chest, voice going flat with inevitability. 

'he might,' gaon admits, squeezing her in final consolation. 'but i'll go my whole life regretting it if i don't try.'

--

5. elevator troubles

‘bujangnim?’ gaon asks, knocking on the heavy wooden door for appearance’s sake before striding in. but yohan’s not there.

the sound of his harsh breathing fills the office. he makes his way over to where late afternoon sunlights spills through the floor to ceiling windows and stares at the traffic twenty stories below, tiny trucks and tinier people. 

he's livid. if he could, he would shatter every single window of this ministry building with the frequency of his rage.

a hand slips over his eyes, cooling their heat and blocking his vision. a body follows behind. 

‘shhh,’ rumbles yohan in gaon’s ear, moulding himself around gaon, silken wool and heat and support everywhere. his other hand lands on gaon's chest, over gaon's fast beating heart. 

gaon’s only reaction is a hitch in his breathing. his muscles remain tightly coiled, his hands clenched in fists at his sides.

'he told me that my parents would be proud of me for doing the right thing,' gaon says with long pauses between into the red blackness. 'when he -- when he was the one who helped doh young choon --' he breaks off with a stifled sound, enraged.  

yohan's joyless chuckle rumbles through gaon's body. 'min jung ho is a viper.' his inflection doesn't change when gaon grabs his wrist. 'down to his venomous words.'

'what gives him the right,' gasps gaon, eyes turning wet with frustrated tears under yohan's palm. he presses back into yohan's body. 

'none,' says yohan simply. 'just as he has no right to dispense justice.'

'i want to hurt him, so, so badly,' gaon confesses, pulling yohan's hand away. 

‘we will,’ says yohan. 

future promises aren't enough. gaon whirls around. 'now, yohan.' he pushes the unresisting older man backwards until yohan's thighs hit the heavy oak table. 'i want to destroy him now.' 

---

6. my heart goes back to you, i just don't know

trigger warning, beware.

jung sunah pulls gaon’s face up with a fistful of silky, dark hair. gaon’s pupils are blown wide. yohan catches a peek of red tongue as gaon swallows, sweat beading along the younger man’s temple. yohan knows this expression from when he looked into the mirror all those weeks ago after jung sunah had ambushed him. 

she drugged gaon.

yohan watches with a foreboding feeling as jung sunah simply stares at gaon. the hunger on her face is…not good. she cocks her head, hand traveling to gaon’s panting mouth. yohan watches her fit two perfectly manicured fingers, nails painted rouge into the seam of gaon’s mouth; feels somehow worse when gaon doesn’t resist. 

‘he’s nothing! a means to an end,‘ barks yohan. he sounds affected because he is. he knows what’s happening here, what jung sunah is making him a bystander to.

she ignores this. ‘you know, i never liked giving blowjobs,’ she says conversationally. ‘they’re demeaning. the power differential is obvious. men enjoy it.’  she tilts gaon’s face up using the fingers in his mouth.

gaon pants heavily, eyelashes turning wet as he blinks slow and hard. ‘seeing kim pansanim on his knees makes me understand the appeal of it.’

‘is that why you brought him here?’ yohan asks, thinking quickly. ‘to get to me?’

‘you put your hand on his shoulder on live television,’ she replies in a faraway voice, but yohan can read her now.

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tagging @technitango @tenderlywicked @rocknghorss @thedeviljudges @briwates @mid-n0vember @eyesof-kkomi feel free to pass ofc and if you are a writer who enjoys being tagged, lmk so i can include you in the future

#the devil judge #gahan #my fic ideas #my ficlets #asks game #writers ask game #moots

[rinbowaman]

how would both heethan and heelel react to y/n saying "i'm not scared of you anymore"

Ooooh anon.

To put it simply, heethan wouldn’t really care so much about bc he actually isn’t trying to scare you, it just so happens he does at times. He wants you to be comfortable around him, and respect his rules (which pretty much leaves you in isolation). So if you were to tell him when he is not angry or irritated, he’d be fine with it. NOW…let’s say you broke one of his rules…and he gets angry…

“Who was it? Who sent that text to you?”

“I-it…it’s a classmate. They were only asking to meet up so I could help them with the homework assignment.”

“Did I not make it fucking clear that NO ONE talks to you?”

“But…it’s for school Heeseung—“

“And that suddenly makes it better?”

“He-Heeseung please.”

“Come here.”

You take your steps closer when he suddenly stops you. “No. Fucking crawl.”

“W-what?”

“I SAID FUCKING CRAWL.”

You crawl in all fours, beginning to sob. Once you come within reach he grabs your chin and tilts it upwards to face him directly. “You told me earlier that you’re not scared of me, right?”

A shiver crawls up your spine. “Y-yes…”

You answer to confirm but you’re not entirely sure if that was the case anymore. His dark eyes widen, eluding terror in the finest form as a sadistic and psychotic expression takes form on his handsome face. He does not smirk but doesn’t furrow his brows in anger, instead, a blank and wide stare or twisted emotion eyeballs directly into your soul. God knows what he was capable of doing at this stage. A year escapes from the corner of your eye as you feel the tremble of fear hit you. You didn’t admit it verbally but indeed, you were afraid of him.

“Hmph…we’ll see about that.” He chuckles faintly as he pinches your chin harshly and mashes his lips against yours. Breaking the kiss, he tells you…

“I’m going to rip you apart.”

Authors note: if you know anything about heethan…you know what that means. And trust me, there will be more pain than pleasure this time around.

Now for Heelel…

Heelel likes to scare you. He likes to torment you at times because it’s his way of playing with you, since he loves to see you cry, laugh, smile, and be angry. If he’s been seeing a consistent smile on your face, he’ll love it absolutely, but will want just a little more bang for his buck, if you know what that means…

“I’m not scared of you anymore, heelel.”

“Oh really?” He looks up from his throne. His eyes wide with a horrific expression of sinister value. There he goes with that look of malice and twisted psychotic stare of murderous persona. “Feeling a little bold, aren’t we?”

You meant what you said, despite spitting it out of anger during the argument. Regardless of his stare, you maintained composure and refuse to falter. “Not bold. Fed up. I’ve been here for over a year and obeyed your every demand. I’ve given up my body, and there were times it was given against my own will I might add. Yet you still refuse to allow me the small bit of freedom to venture out and see my family. It’s unfair! I’ve told you I won’t leave, I just want to see them from time to time.”

He shoots up from his seat and grabs hold of you. He was so fast, displaying lightening speed as he not only embraced you with his own hands, but used the powers of his demonic force in telekinetic energy to keep you still. “How about I just make a visit and tear them apart, limb from limb, and have you witness their demise so you can forever hear their screams?”

You stare in shock. How could he say that to you? He takes notice of your surprised expression and kept it going. “I can send one of my brothers…or a demon spawned by the fires of this world that would love to purge and plunder into mortal flesh.”

“S-stop. You wouldn’t do that—“

“Oh no?” He chuckles as he scoots a piece of your hair aside lovingly. It was sickening sweet. The way he faintly smirked as he admired your face, held your wrist forcefully and pinned it on your lower back. “You wanna test the waters and see what happens, baby?”

He wasn’t bluffing. He loved you, insatiably…but that was all the more reason why he would do terrible things to hurt and isolate you. He loved you to do selfish things such as keep you all to himself, his possessive toxic obsession with you drove him to do so. With what he wouldn’t give to make you happy, and trust you to witness that he has done so many times. He has proven that he lives for you. He provides for you. He will do anything to make you feel at ease and happy. But cross and defy him as you are doing now, and he’ll punish you in a manner where it hurts the most…your loved ones you left behind. Even if they didn’t exist, he would find other ways to get his desperate screams out of you.

“Tell me darling, do you still feel ‘fed up’? Because we can keep going if you want…or we can stop and leave things as they are, and be happy. YOU WILL KEEP ME HAPPY.”

His grip tightens, causing a slight bit of pain at the been of your elbow as he pinches the small gap between your wrist and back, closing the remaining distance, enhancing the soreness in the process. You whine in pain as you try to use your free hand to push away but to no avail. “Listen to me, princess. I would kill for you. I would die for you. There is nothing I wouldn’t do to make you feel alive and eternally happy. But I will say this only one time…”

The corners of his mouth split, widening that offensively horrific grin he displayed. It was much more sinister and malicious than your ever seen him. His eyes widen psychotically, the sclera taking up more space as his black iris shrinks, enhancing that demonic and possessed expression. It was beyond terrifying. You swallow bile and terror as your eyes began to water, his expression was horrific enough, but to be this close as he closes the distance and his tongues which had grown longer and took the form that if a snake, slivers out and slithers against your skin. His voice was demonic in nature as it now carried a tune of high and low pitch simultaneously speaking the words. He has become the stuff that nightmares were made of.

“L-let go!”

“Answer me.” He maintains his force as he sternly demands you to obey. “You going to be good and keep me happy?”

You shift your face away and body squinting your eyes to avoid the ungodly expression closing in. His sharp and elongated teeth gently pressed against your cheek as he snarls a grin. “No matter if you willingly stay or not, whether you cry or laugh, or feel safe or frightened…just know y/n….i win either way.”

You gasp for air as you realized that the fear quaking in your chest caused you to hold in your breaths. “I have you…you’re mine. That’s all I need to feel complete. Whether you feel content or despair—is entirely up to you. But if you’re facing an eternity in Hell, let me tell you…it wouldn’t hurt to have a lover like me.”

He forces that offensive snake-like tongue coats the interior muscle and skin of your cheek and roof of your mouth, while his demeaning eyes violate your soul as he halfway shuts his lids in contentment. He was relishing in the current state of fear and despair you were in as you were forced to swallow his tongue down your throat, nearly making you gag.

He laughs maliciously. “It wouldn’t hurt to have me…care for you…to love you…to bring you happiness and give you whatever you ask for…aren’t I good to you baby?”

You nod urgently, hoping he would go back to normal already. “Say it.” He grits out as his tongue slowly slides out. Disgusting.

“Y-you’re good..t-to me.” You stutter as you hiccuped a sob or two. He caresses your cheek and pets your hair…his face and voice slowly transitions back to the dashingly handsome appearance you longed for. “Come here.” He smirks.

You collapse as you grab onto his chest, burying your face into him as you sob hysterically. You felt contradicted by holding on to him. You wanted to both, be comforted by him yet also run away. Far away. Since the latter was not an option, you needed to hold onto something…so why not him? The one who loves you more than his own eternal life.

“Shhh…you wanna dance with me baby? We can watch the stars and pick your favorite flowers. How does that sound?”

You grit your teeth as your sobs come to a calmed state. “Y-yes…that sounds good.”

“Good. No more of this talk about your freedom and leisure of traveling. You can go anywhere you like…so long as you’re under my sight.”

You nod. “Oh and y/n…”

You look up and witnessed that psychotic stare returning. “Try anything sneaky and I promise I’ll EAT YOU ALIVE.”

…….

So tell me anon, would you really want to tell either one of them that you aren’t scared of them anymore? 😏 I don’t think you guys want that.

[ilovewriting06]

Mischief and Angel- Part 12

A/n: Be prepared for some angry Stiles because our boy is pissed! And doesn't he just love taking people by surprise, because he sure as hell does this chapter.

As a warning this is pretty graphic! There is a lot of blood and torture and it gets pretty bad there for a second so proceed with caution! If you don't want to read it, message me and I can give you the summary of what happens!!

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I whimper as the burning in my abdomen gets worse when my arms are chained above my head. I hear a chuckle as my wrists are locked in place, "Poor little thing. Really is a pity, I liked you, you were real feisty."

I let out a small growl as I stare into the sadistic brown eyes of Kate, "What do you want from me?"

She steps back until she's leaning against a table and I can feel the blood drain from my face at what's sitting beside her. She raises an eyebrow before glancing down and when she looks back at me, she's smirking, "I'm sure you remember this from our last meeting, don't you?"

My eyes widen as it finally registers what I'm chained to, a metal wall coated in wolfsbane, oh God not again. I can feel my muscles strain as they tug against the wolfsbane laced cuffs as Kate snorts out a laugh, "You know, last time I was here it was with Derek. It was quite a relaxing time, almost as nice as our last meeting. I plan to one up that one, aren't you excited?"

I try to swallow down my nerves as I do the only thing I can think of, "Go to hell."

She fakes a pout before sighing, "Well, that wasn't very nice."

She pushes herself off the table before pushing the table a little closer, obviously giving me a clear view of what's on the itinerary for today. I close my eyes as her fingers dance across the device in her hands before I let our a mix between a sob and scream as 900,000 volts of electricity flows through my body, but somehow, it doesn't hurt as much as it did before. I feel my fangs and claws protrude as my eyes glow their beta gold before a wave of worry, comfort, and pain flows through my body and I whimper the only thing on my mind, "Stiles."

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Stiles' POV

"JESUS! FUCK!"

I grind me teeth together as I tangle my fingers through my hair and curl into myself, "Oh God, how is she still conscious?!"

"She's a werewolf."

I glance up and glare at Deaton, "No shit sherlock, I had not fucking clue!"

Deaton at least has the decency to grimace a little bit, "If you can feel her pain it means you are taking some of it from her."

My eyes widen, "Some? Some?! This is some?! She's in more pain that this?!"

He grimly nods, "I'm afraid she is enduring roughly 13x what you are experiencing at the moment."

I let out another groan of pain, this time it feels like something sharp is dragging across my ribs. I squeeze my eyes together before silently thinking about what to do. If this isn't even close to what she's feeling I can only imagine just how deep that cut was and it pisses me off that someone thinks they can do this to her. She's a literal angel, she would never hurt someone without a reason yet she's being tortured for seemingly no reason. We don't have anything they would want, no secrets, no information, no powerful amulets, or-wait, "Powerful."

I look up to see everyone looking at me in concern like I'm losing my mind before I force my way through the still sharp, dragging pain that is now on my thigh. I send more comfort and love down the bond before straightening my posture, "Power, they have no idea about me."

I'm met by empty stares before rolling my eyes, "They don't know I'm a spark, they don't know Y/n and I are mated."

Lydia's eyes light up when she understands what I'm saying but Erica raises an eyebrow, "Uh, can't they see the whole impression of teeth on your guy's throats?"

I smirk and shake my head as Lydia answers, "They can't see it."

Everyone except Lydia and Deaton look confused so I run my fingers through my hair one more time before explaining, "They aren't supernatural, which means they can't see the mating bite. Yes, they can see a scar, but to non supernatural creatures it just looks like a normal run of the mill scar. Everyone in this room can see it as the mating bite because they are somehow directly involved in the supernatural, except Dad and Melissa."

They all nod before Scott furrows his eyebrows, "Won't they get suspicious that she has a scar? She's a werewolf so she would have healed."

I nod before sighing, "Well considering what they're doing to her right now I don't think a scar is going to look that out of place at the moment."

As if on cue I gasp as something is stabbed through Y/n's thigh, "I swear to God, I'm going to kill them for doing this to her!"

I make eye contact with Scott letting him know I'm being serious and I'm surprised at the nod I receive, "I know."

I feel my eyes glow as determination and anger courses through my veins, if they think they can get away with hurting my mate, my Angel, they've got one hell of surprise coming their way.

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I take deep desperate gasps for air as Kate pulls the knife out of my thigh and sets it on the table, "Why are you doing this? What do you want?"

I glance down as blood pours down my leg before looking at Kate as she speaks, "Well first of all, it's really, really fun. Second of all, you're a werewolf, and lastly, you killed me!"

I lick my chapped lips before speaking, "Clearly I need to redefine what being dead means 'cause you sure as hell seem pretty alive to me."

She rolls her eyes before scoffing, "That's because the witch that was working for us at the time revived us. She's the same witch that transferred your precious little Lola, to me."

My eyes widen in surprise as I stutter, "Y-you...Lola..."

She smirks before tapping her nails on the table, "Yes, me. Morning sickness is a bitch, especially when the only thing you want to do is kill the damned thing."

I snarl and make a lunge for her before being stopped by the chains, "If you hurt her I'll kill you."

She snorts, "Please, if I wanted to kill her now she'd already be dead. No, no, see she will die, very soon, but I'm going to make you watch. You and your pathetic little boyfriend."

I growl, "He'll kill you before you even touch her."

"Your little, True Alpha? Really? He doesn't scare me."

I let out a short bark of laughter as I rub my cheek across my bicep hoping to get some of the blood off, "You are such a fucking idiot. I'm not talking about Scott, I'm talking about my fiancée."

She doubles over in laughter as if I just said the funniest thing and I scowl at her. As she slowly recuperates from her laughing fit we're joined by Gerard. I press myself closer to the metal behind me in silent fear as Kate turns to her psychotic father, "You'll never guess what she just said."

I narrow my eyes as she repeats what I said and Gerard himself laughs, "You think we're scared of Stiles? The puny, weak, human?"

I raise an eyebrow before licking my bottom lip, "God, you guys are stupid."

They both glare at me and this time Gerard is the one to step up to their trusty table of toys. As his eyes flick over the blood covered options he speaks, "As my daughter may have mentioned, you never did miscarry, your daughter was just moved from one womb to the other. You should thank Kate really, carried the mutt for eight months and gave you a chance to meet her."

My eyes flash as I growl, "I would have got to meet her if you would have just left us alone! She's my daughter, my baby, and you stole her from me, from us. You never gave us the chance to get to know her as a baby, to get that special bonding time, watch her grow, and because of that I'm going to watch as he breaks every bone in your body and then leaves you out to rot."

Kate snorts again but otherwise remains silent as Gerard seemingly decides on a knife, a knife that he drenches in wolfsbane so strong that it's burning my nose and making my dizziness worse. I gulp as he turns and looks at me, "We were hoping to deter you from procreating, but it appears that you still plan to, don't you?"

I watch warily as he steps closer before he chuckles, "We can't have that, so I'm going to take that ability from you."

My eyes widen as I press myself back as far as I can go before whimpering, "Please, don't, please. Just kill me, you already said that's what you're going to do, just kill me!"

He hums before shrugging one shoulder, "I've changed my mind, if you survive this, you get to live."

For the first time since this started I let my emotions show as tears begin to fall and I beg, "Please don't do this! Just kill me! Anything but this, please!"

All my begging does is make both of them smirk as Gerard makes his way over, "And if you survive this, I'll make sure to end your little human in front of you so you know you really are left with nothing."

Instead of more crying and begging, I'm overcame by an anger so strong I'm literally seeing red and Lily bares her fangs and crouches, ready to pounce. As Gerard gets in arms length I do what wolves do best, I howl.

Gerard stumbles slightly from the noise before grunting, "Shut up, they won't hear you down here."

I snarl before screaming as the knife is plunged through my flesh. I squeeze my eyes shut, pushing past the pain as Lily pushed her way to the surface. I start to fight her for control but the knife is pulled down and I back down, giving her control.

As my energy is renewed my hands wrap around the chains holding my arms up before pulling my legs up and kicking Gerard as hard as I can, sending him across the room. As he hits the ground Kate grabs her gun off the table and points it at me, "Don't move or I'll shoot you."

I snarl before looking down as the knife that had been embedded in my skin falls to the ground sending a ring throughout the dingy, dark room. I watch as the puddle of blood below my gets bigger by the second and the energy within me starts to leave just as fast.

I wheeze, struggling to breath before perking up as I hear the spastic heartbeat that I could pick out of a crowd of a million people. At the sound of our mate, Lily retreats and I sag as all my energy goes with her, before looking at Kate, "My mates here."

Kate furrows her eyebrows in confusion before the door that had once been on hinges falls to the floor and I can't help but use the little bit of energy I have left to smirk, "No witch will bring you back this time, bitch."

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I groan slightly in pain before shaking it off and trying to focus. I close my eyes again and focus on the mate bond looking for someway to find Y/n. After another minute I open my eyes and glare at Deaton, "It isn't working."

He sighs as if he's been over this a hundred times before speaking, "You have to want it Stiles!"

"Want it?! Deaton it's all I fucking want right now!"

"Then believe, will it into existence."

I grit my jaw before closing my eyes and focusing back on the bond, alright Stiles, focus, this is your mate and she's in pain, and she's scared and they're probably going to kill her if you don't find her so fucking focus!

My eyes fly open as I jump off the couch, "I've got it but we have to go, now! Right now, move before I leave you all here!"

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As soon as we're in the building I can feel that she's close. It's like a buzzing itch under my skin but this place is fucking huge and I have no idea where to start. There are so many different scents that the wolves can't pick out her scent.

I tap my fingers as nervous energy flows through my body when a pained and angry howl shakes the building and then the wolves are running through the halls like they have a fricking map of it engrained into their brains.

Me and all the others that aren't enhanced with super speed and super hearing sprint to keep up with them, winding through halls and descending two different staircases before we come to a stop in front of a strong metal door. I push my way through the wolves and lay my hand on the door willing the stupid thing to just fall off the hinges, and I'll be damned it did just that.

I step through the door as Kate spins around and I notice that Gerard is trying to get up off the ground. My eyes dart around the room to make sure that they're the only two here before finally letting my eyes fall on Y/n.

I suck in air as I look at the blood, the cuts, and the bruises covering her body that still haven't healed and from the looks of it they won't be healing for awhile because of the fucking wolfsbane.

Her eyes snap up to meet mine and she smiles a weak smile, "I knew you'd come, Mischief."

I sigh in relief at the fact she's aware enough to speak as I answer, "Always, Angel."

She responds with a smile and I can feel her love and relief before glancing at the others, "Get her, I'll deal with these two."

Once Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Kira run towards Y/n, I turn my eyes to the two psychos in front of me, "Now, I'm going to break every fucking bone in your body," the room is filled with loud snaps and wails of pain as they slump to the ground, "I'm going to make you feel the pain she's in," the room is filled with pained screams as I will Y/n's pain onto them, before squaring my shoulders, "And now I'm condemning you to eternal death with no chance of being resurrected, and finally, I'm going to kill you for what you did to my mate."

Gerard's eyes widen as he heaves, "You're a spark, and you're mated."

I smirk, "Damn right grandpa, two rarities wrapped up in lil' ole me."

They watch me with wide eyes as I raise my hand before snapping my fingers and watching as they turn to dust. Holy shit! I totally just Tony Starked those suckers! I guess watching Avengers last night influenced my techniques.

I feel all the power recede back to my chest as Scott calls, "Stiles, get over here!"

I feel the blood drain from my face as I rush over to where Scott is holding Y/n on the floor. I sink to my knees and pull her towards me as Scott looks at me with tear filled eyes, "Her heart is weak. We need to get her to Deaton."

I glance down at her face taking in all of her features and how she looks peaceful before nodding, "She's out cold, so she won't feel it but we need to go. I can feel the bond getting weaker."

My voice waivers and cracks on the last sentence as Scott picks her up and heads towards the door. I follow close behind begging any force or deity that's out there, please don't let her die, please.

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A/n- Um...so that happened and I totally only cried a little bit when I proofread it (don't be surprised if there are some mistakes, my eyes were a little blurry). Let me know what you think is going to happen and if you have any suggestions for what you want to happen!

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[rosekasa]

im feeling so unwell about them tonight

#so disgusting #get a room #miraculous ladybug #adrienette #adrinette #the other day me and my best friend were talking about moments where our otps make us feel almost repulsed #and i was like oh my god youre so right. #because there are momente LS will do things so unnecessarily cute that ill actually feel angry #like are you fucking serious? in front of my salad? #anyway #im mentally well #♡alizeh talks♡ #tagged:adrienette

[possamble]

a few intensely angry/tired marcilles just because

#marcille donato #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi manga spoilers #dungeon meshi spoilers #she has such a sweet face but her murder glares are out of this world #she suffers so deliciously. mwah #i do love that she has two modes of being angry #1. spoiled little girl throwing a tantrum #2. genuinely going to fucking kill you. run. #i still don't know if ryoko kui was intentional about naming her a potential variant of marcellus/marcus #but it adds sooo much flavour to her character. my darling little mage who was named after the bloodthirsty god of war #dunmeshi panel meta #marcilleposting