#and slap her because YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HIM SO WHY DO YOU JUDGE

[m-jelly]

If requests r still open may i request something?

Reader who is constantly invited to parties and outings but rarely goes despite her popularity, shes been getting unhealthily skinny and levi is noticing it.

She lives in a shared dorm with erwin (her adopted brother) and while levi is over waiting for him to get back from the shops, he witnesses one of reader’s breakdowns.

She’s always hated her figure and hates how her clothes fall on her body, he heard her mutters of “curves in the wrong places”, “i can never look like her”, “its useless”, “fuck this”, “why cant i be like them.”

And he comforts her and they both end up going to the party. (woo!)

Its alright if u dont wanna do the request! i understand it maybe uncomfortable!, have a good dayy! Remember to eat food and drink water!

Hello, as someone who went through this at 16, I'm happy to write a bit. I won't go too deep as I'm not a professional and don't know how to help people who are experiencing it. I had my wake up call and now I'm a very healthy body weight and shape. Just know that other people's opinions don't matter. Be you. Be the person you want to be. People come and go, but your body is always there. Love your body because you only have one. Nobody looks the same or has the same body and if we did, we'd be a really boring race of humans. If someone judges you for your body, they're not worth your time. I could get into a whole psychology rant about it, but I won't take up too much of this about the subject. This is about Levi.

Beauty is subjective.

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, University AU, emotional comfort, Levi being sweet, Levi has a crush, body issues, body positivity.

Concept: While getting ready for a party at university, you start to throw self-hate as you look in the mirror unaware that Levi is in the other room waiting for your adoptive brother to come back from the shop. Levi confronts you and comforts you about how you see yourself. He makes you feel better and suggests doing self-help things together to slowly boost your self-love.

Trigger warning: This story touches on self-hate and body dysmorphia.

You slipped on your dress for the party and felt a sickness build up inside you when you saw yourself in the mirror. You hated mirrors, you hated cameras and you hated windows. You couldn't stand catching yourself in any because you had to face this horrible monster inside you.

You stood and stared at yourself. You touched different parts of you as a lump formed in your throat and tears burned in the corners of your eyes. "Curves in all the wrong places." You pulled at the skin on your belly. "Why can't I be like them?" You shook. "I can never look like her." You crouched down and hugged your legs. "Fuck this. I can't do it."

"Can't shit?"

You looked to your door to see Levi leaning in the doorway. "What?"

He frowned. "I heard you said you can't do it. Can't you shit?"

You welled up, then started crying hard.

Levi went white and began to panic. He hurried over to you and knelt next to you. He called your name and pulled you into his arms. He held you as you cried hard. He wasn't sure what to say, but seeing you fall apart like this broke him inside.

You sniffed back your tears and pulled back from Levi a little, but he still held you close. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I made a bad joke."

You smiled. "I love your jokes."

He wiped your tears away. "They are pretty good."

You giggled. "Yeah."

He smiled a bit. "So, what's upsetting you?"

You nibbled the inside of your lip. "My body."

He frowned a little and looked you over. "What's wrong with it?"

"Everything?"

He stood up and pulled you to your feet. "Show me what's wrong."

You showed him your arms. "Flabby." You grabbed your belly. "Fat." You slapped your thigh. "Thick."

Levi hummed. "Want me to be honest?"

You nodded. "Yes."

"I honestly think you've lost too much weight recently. You look unwell. I'm worried about you and so is Erwin. Why do you want to be thin?"

You gulped hard. "Because thin is beautiful."

"Says who?"

You shrugged. "The movies, papers, articles, the media."

Levi let out a long sigh. "Everyone is photoshopped and airbrushed. No one is real in them. Plus, the people who make all that are sad old men who have boners for little girls. You're a woman. You have curves, you have marks on your body, and you have lumps and bumps. The thin smoothed haired aspect you're trying to achieve is what little girls have before puberty and the fact that men want that in women is fucked up." He walked closer to you. "Your thick thighs are stunning. Having thick thighs squeezed around you is heavenly. Your skin is so soft and wonderful."

You blushed a little. "Levi..."

He sighed. "Look, I know a speech from me won't solve anything. Body image issues are deep-rooted and it takes a while to get rid of them because it took time to get them. Beauty is subjective. What I think is beautiful isn't beautiful for others, the same will apply to you, Erwin, Hange and every shithead in the world." He blushed hard. "If anyone doesn't find you beautiful, then they're fucking stupid. You are incredible to me. I've always thought you were the most beautiful woman in the world."

You gulped hard as your heart fluttered in your chest. "You're the most handsome man I've ever had the pleasure of knowing."

"Tch, yet I think I'm an ugly piece of shit."

You gasped. "Oh, no you're not!"

He cupped your face. "See? Beauty is subjective."

You smiled and leaned into his touch. "You're right."

"Besides, if anyone judges you on your body they likely have body issues themselves, or they're pieces of shit that aren't worth your time. Good people love you for you."

You nodded. "Right."

He leaned closer and kissed you. He blushed and cleared his throat. "S-So, as my new girlfriend, we're going to work together to get positive."

You giggled. "Girlfriend...good." You took his hands and held them. "So, how are we going to work together?"

He kissed your fingers. "When we get up in the morning, we say one good thing about ourselves, another at lunch and the last one before bed. We will eat three meals together and make all dates, so they're positive. If one of us says something bad about ourselves, then the other must challenge them to say one positive thing about themselves."

You nodded. "I love it."

"Deal?"

"Deal."

"Shake on it?"

You shook your head. "Kiss on it."

He smiled and kissed you. "Deal." He sighed. "Can I just say, you look really good in your dress, so much so that I want to cover you up as I don't want people staring."

You hummed a laugh. "You make me feel beautiful."

He pulled off his leather jacket and put it on you. "Let's go to that party and have some fun. Everyone is allowed to have fun and wear what they fuck they want."

You held Levi's hand and walked with him. "Yes."

Levi pulled you past a confused Erwin who'd just come home. "I'm taking your sister to a party. Oh, and we're dating!"

Erwin put everything down. "Alright. I'll come too!" He ran after you both. "About time you two got together."

#levi ackerman #levi #fanfic #levi fanfiction #aot fanfiction #snk levi #aot levi #levi x y/n #levi x you #aot x you #levi x reader #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x reader #jelly fanfics

[tendous-socks]

TOKYO REVENGERS HEADCANONS OF ME BEING NON BINARY / REACTING TO SOMEONE BEING NON BINARY

tw: ⚠️⚠️kisaki⚠️⚠️ and manga spoilers, mentions of death, transphobia,

would misgender and dead-name me

1.kisaki.

must i need an explanation?😐

2. shion

“ what’re you gonna do about it?? HUH?? WHAT’RE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT ???”

actively looks for a fight

… if y’all are in a relationship he’d still call you his “girl” but beats people up for doing so….

3. mucho

i get the vibes that he’s traditional

would silently stare in judgment

4. mochi

he just doesn’t care clslfkxkslk

thinks it’s weird

“ nor/mal”

7. rindou..

“you either have a pen or a vag. “

8.ran

“interesting”

*continues dead naming me*

9. KOKO

he would be nicer about it when he’s in toman due to inui… but once they’re separated- an ABSOLUTE MEANCE

… reluctantly apart of the protection squad with inui ( enjoys beating people up tho)

10. bontent mikey

… he’s just so tired and doesn’t really care ) that is if you’re not close with him… but then again how close can you really get?)

11. ) PAH CHIN

AND ONLY BECAUSE HE WAS IGNORANT AND HIS FATHER DIDN BELIEVE IN THAT STUFF AND HE DIDNT KNOW BUT THEN ( if y’all are close ) HE’D FEEL BAD AND AFTER YOU EXPLAINED IT TO HIM HE TOLD PEH CHIN TOO AND WERE SURPRISINGLY SUPPORTIVE

but if y’all ain’t close he would slowly get the hint… this is canon.

because i said so-

11. sanzu…

he’s quietly judging you

EDIT

SOMEONE SAID SANZU WOULD USE ANY PRONOUNS AND I REALLY LIKE THAT HC-

SO SANZU WOULD PROBABLY JUST ‘ SILENTLY JUDGE YOU’ SO OTHERS DONT CATCH ON MHMHM

12. akashi

traditional- plus it was a different era for him growing up so…

(would glare at someone if he really did see you getting emotionally distressed)

13. smiley

“ that’s one of the most stupidest shit ive ever fucking heard 😁”

.🙁

“ you either have tits or a dick “

.☹️

but would beat people up if you get SUPER upset ( call it his protect instincts with angry, but would send people to the hospital)

14. taiju

“ i wanna church girl who goes to church and reads her bible “

would spit at me

- WHO WOULD BEAT SOMEONE UP FOR DEAD-NAMING / MISGENDERING

1. PAH CHIN AND PEH YAN

THEYRE ABSOLUTE MENACES TO SOCIETY IF SOMEONE CALLS YOU A GIRL / BOY

head canon : during tenjiku you were there and had to adjust your transtape cause it was coming lose 🙄

which is literally the most annoying thing in the world-

and shion saw you.

he came up and was like “ HUH WHAT’VE WE GOT HERE?? A GIRL PRETENDING TO BE A G-“

couldn’t even finish his sentence with how fast peh chin clocked his ass 🤭

( peh yan supremacy)

2. my main man takemichy

no explanation needed ( maybe deadnamed you only once cause he didn’t know)

3. inui cause i said so

5. BAJI BAJI

BAJI WOULD ALMOST KILL A DUDE FOR CALLING YOU YOUR DEAD NAME

i KNOW mama baji raised him right ✋🙄

almost clocked chifuyu when you told him about your first encounter kcksldofospdoco

almost clocked your mom when she said “you got it girlfriend”

she was confused when she saw you desperately trying to prevent the next criminal minds episode

best listener for body dystrophia fight me 🙉❤️

6. senju

*comes out*

“..oh okay! anyways as i was saying [preferred name] “

would need some gentle reminders only once or twice cause i will say it does take a bit of time for people to get used to it and there are always a few slip ups

tells akashi about your pronouns ( ONLY WITH YOUR CONSENT OFC)

( promises to try and be more girly if he calls you by them and your preferred name)

she wants you to go into more details about what you’re feeling cause she’s genuinely very interested about everything and she wants to know more about you.

7. emma 😻 vv supportive 🙌🙌

*sicks mikey and draken out on anyone who hurts your feelings

“you know [blah blah blah] from history?”

“of course yeah “

“yeah he ended up calling me slur during class- what’re you doing?”

*emma pulling out her phone

“hm? oh nothing don’t worry about it”

gave more insight about it to draken and mikey

8. HINA

YALL SAW HOW SHE SLAPPED MIKEY-

THIS GIRL WOULD D R A G A BITCH BY THEIR HAIR IF SHE SAW THEM BULLYING YOU

the one of correct takemichy

9. yuzuha

hina but 10x worse

trips transphobes for shit and giggles 🤪🤞

i like to think that the girls (all 4) would just all stare down a girl who was shit talking you and just pick her apart mercilessly ( a little ooc but this is my head canons so they can be whatever i say they are)

ones idk about

1. mikey

he knows that you can handle yourself so he lets you correct people.

or

sometimes he’ll jump in and correct them instead for one of two reasons.

1. he felt like it

2. they kept calling you your dead name and misgendering you EVEN THOUGH you already corrected them

but if the person ACTIVELY does that and says some… not so fruity things. he’ll send em to the hospital and end up on life support 😌☝️

like dom tertto, he cares about his family. and toman is his family, and you’re in toman ( not THAT kind of y/n way 🙄 )

“ BE WHO YOU AREE🌈🌈🌈🌈🤪🤞🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈”

1. draken

… listen… idk why, but i just don’t SEE him beating people up for misgendering me… well okay i kinda see it,

but he’d be like, “ i don’t understand what you’re going through, but i support you and if you want to talk about it i’m here”

wants to try and understand so like i said before, he lets you rant about what you’re feeling

would let you handle your own battles cause your strong enough to

a true king 😎🙌

does in fact throw punches when it gets REALLY BAD

2. angry

… idk h o w empathic he is and how mad he’d have to be on your behalf when people actively kept misgendering you to become the blue ogre.

but he’d just start crying at the confrontation.. 😐

my hero ig 🤥

3. izana

“ that’s fucking stupid”

*beats up middle aged woman who said for you to “ have a good day ma’am”

but if y’all close he’ll only say it’s stupid once when he sees you genuinely upset and ignoring him

“ be who you are.. 🌈”

4. kaku

same boat as izana, A LOT less judgmental

5. mitsuya

won’t hesitate to send a bitch flying

actively corrects people

( teaches luna and mana about your pronouns for the next time you come over 🕺🏻)

TAKES YOU SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES

6. haitani brothers

*actively bullies you

*bullies kid into the grave for looking at your chest area

7. …hakkai

he accidentally slipped up once🤒

WHEN I SAY THIS MANS FACE WENT PALE- HE DIDNT TALK TO YOU FOR A W E E K MINIUM CAUSE HE FELT SO BAD

YOU KEPT TELLING HIM THAT ITS FINE-

BUT HE FELT AWFUL

( has nightmares about it)

8. chifuyu would only do it in his mohawk era cause he wanted to seem metal and impress da boys 🥶🥶☝️☝️

pulled you aside at the end of the day to apologize

( like i said before, baji almost clocked him when you told him about your first encounter )

who am i kidding they’re all in gangs, they’d probably kill someone if they hurt you cospwpfoslief

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IF YALL GOT ANYMORE IDEAS LMK CAUSE IM INVESTED IN YHIS AND WANNA HEAR WHAT YALL THINK

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[charliedawn]

How would they react if you ask them to dance?

Freddy :

"Heck yeah !"

Freddy is one of the only slasher that is musically cultured. He can spot good hard rock from a mile away. He is a rock and roll fan to the end. Just, put on any hard rock song and you will see his eyes literally sparkle in delight. He would dance with you until the end of the night. Literally.

" Come on darling, let me turn your world upside down !"

He would pretend having a guitar in his hands and laugh while shaking his head up and down with the rhythm. In rare moments, he would actually forget where he is and start singing with the lyrics.

"~She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see her face

She takes me away to that special place

And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry..."

Surprisingly, Freddy has a great voice and, when given the opportunity, will make the slashers enjoy a live concert of his. In those moments, not even Pennywise dares make fun of Freddy. Freddy understands your love for old music, and god, does he got the moves ! You swear that when he is dancing, you forget all about who he is and who you are. If you weren't dancing before, you certainly are now. 😂

Surprisingly enough, Arthur would not join right away. He would first see you dance and enjoy himself watching you having fun with the other slashers. But once he is sure that nobody will judge him ? He will join and dance to his heart content. Many people have ways to express themselves, hobbies that help them de-stress..But unfortunately for the slashers, that hobby was mostly killing people. You try to make them see that they can do the same in many different ways. Joker, however, is a very special case, because he actually tried to escape with dance and jokes..People destroyed his dreams. Now, you have to help him get back his hope and the dreams he lost. The first step to do that ? Make him remember what he loved, before becoming the Joker.

" Why do you want to make me believe in something that is gone ?"

" Because I believe in you, Arthur."

He waited for someone to actually believe in him for so long that he can't help but cry at your words. He would then take you for a dance and make you laugh for the rest of the night. He doesn't mind you old-fashioned taste, as he prefers old songs as well, especially the catchy ones.

" Dance ?! Dancing ! Yesss !"

Penny screams while throwing his hands in the air. He loves dancing. It was the only thing he had when he was alone and penniless. He was dancing in the street in his old clown costume, hoping for some generous souls to find him entertaining. However, when he became Penny, his dance became the last thread of his old life he hanged on to. It may have been a way to lure his victims in as well, but it was also much more for Penny. He loves dancing. He is also very good at it, being a very flexible person with a great creativity. His dance may look childish at first, but it's only because he never got the proper training. You asked the hospital to give him some lessons, but unfortunately, they didn't want the dance teacher to become dinner. This is how you had gotten the idea of Friday's dancing nights. It allows the bond between the slashers to strengthen and for Penny to learn more about what he loves.

" Penny dances ! Penny is so happy !"

Well, just make sure he has the dance floor to himself, as you wouldn't want any of the slashers to receive a slap or a kick on accident..He doesn't really care about the music, as long as he can dance on it.

Dance ? What is dance ? When he sees you and the other slashers dance, it makes him think of those teenagers at Crystal lake. He is not too fond of dancing. He will however stare at you and sometimes, even nod his head up and down with the music if he likes it. But, if you try to make him dance with the others ? He will freeze. He is not used to dancing and never cared enough to learn. For a long time, it had only been his mother and him, therefore he hasn't had the chance to make friends or open up enough to dance at parties. He likes watching though. Most of the time, he will stay with Five or Michael, the only ones to understand his predicament. Plus, he doesn't know or understand most of the songs you're playing. He tried to ask you what they meant, but most of the words you used to answer him only made him more confused. Love ? Hope ? Loss ? He doesn't understand them. However, he does understand grief and sorrow. Those are feeling he can relate with as he felt them when he lost his father. When a sad song comes in, he will pay more attention and feel a tug in his chest.

" My boy. You have to live your life as you intended. Don't let anyone tell you what you should or shouldn't feel. One day, the ones who bullied you and called you names will see how amazing you truly are."

The words of his father echo in his head as he listens to the music. He has nearly forgotten about his face, but his voice is still with him, advising him wherever he goes. He just never took the time to listen to him until now. He always thought that his mother was everything he needed, that she was the only one who loved him, but maybe was he wrong after all ? Maybe other people could accept him ?

*internal panic*

He knows how to dance, that's not the problem. It's just that it's been so long that he's afraid he's gotten a bit rusty. This is why you will most likely find him hidden in a corner, watching over you all. At this point, he is more likely to play the role of the quiet big brother who is making sure none of his siblings accidently hurt themselves or have too much to drink. However, if you really insist, he will try to enter the game and make a few tentative steps on the dance floor. But, dont expect too much of him. He is embarrassed enough as it is. However, he will help in the kitchen if you need to bake something of prepare some snacks for the slashers. Another thing to know about Michael, is that unlike Jason that doesn't mind raising his mask a little to eat or drink, Michael will prefer to wait until everybody is gone or asleep before letting himself do the same. He is very keen on his mask and doesn't want anyone to see him without it. So, maybe prepare a little space away from prying eyes for him to have intimacy ? As for the music, he doesn't mind. Everything is fine with him.

Unlike Penny, Pennywise is not that much of a dancer. Penny is a dancing clown, Pennywise is a grouchy clown. He would rather be sarcastic all evening than partaking in the fun. However, something that he is good at is inflating balloons. He will help organize the party and will try to entertain Penny as much as he can. Pennywise may not be a dancing clown, but he cares about Penny. Penny is the closest to family he has left, and even though he would never admit it, he would do anything for him. He is protective of him and if it meant making Penny happy ? He wouldn't mind playing the clown for a night.

" Stop looking at me like that. I'm not gonna dance. You can't make me. Invite Penny instead. He's far more excited to make a fool of himself than me.."

He would reply when you invite him to dance. He doesn't care about the songs, as long as they don't have any curses in them. He loves cursing, but he doesn't want Penny to follow his example. He wants him to keep the little innocence he has left.

(couldn't find a gif with Five, so imagine it's Five in the second gif.)

He will not dance. Not even if you beg him. He will be happy if you leave him alone with the drinks. He will mostly stay with Michael and drown his bad mood in alcool and most likely complain.

"Goddammit. Can't we have decent whiskey in here ?!"

However, if you really insist and he has enough alcool in his system ? He may follow you and make some moves on the dance floor. Maybe.

" I swear you all suck. It seems I'll have to step up to level the game. It's not because I'm having fun or I like any of you, it's just because you bunch of idiots can't differentiate good dancing and monkey dancing."

Five got many classes on how to be the perfect spy while being trained. Let's say that there were some more enjoyable classes than others. He knows how to dance as a result and will steal the dancefloor when given the chance.

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[i-cant-sing]

Omg part 2 for yan light please? Your writing is so on charater for him and yan L was also really good as well

Yandere Light Yagami Pt 2:

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Yandere Light Yagami:

You didn't know you could be this compliant. You didn't. But Light did.

As you both layed in bed, naked, Light holding you to his chest, rubbing soothing circles on your belly, you both had different train of thoughts that were ultimately going to reach the same station. You were thinking about how you had become so... docile? Had you been in confinement for too long? Was Stockholm syndrome kicking in? Was it because of the guilt of not being able to stop him? Or was it because Light killed everyone you cared about?

You had tried to play his psychological games. But you lost. You had managed to get a hold of the Deathnote, and you were going to write his name in but he caught you and broke your fingers. You then tried to play along; you came up with a good system for who to kill. You would do extensive research on each person, serving both purposes: to see if the person truly deserved death and to slow Light down. But you later found out that your efforts didn't matter. He was killing people on a whim and he was having someone else do it for him. Misa Amane. She was quite famous. And pretty too. You didn't know why Light would use you for intimacy, both in and out of bed, when he already had a willing participant.

For every mistake you made, no matter how little, Light would punish you by killing people you were even remotely associated with. Your family, friends, everyone was dead. And judging by the content look on his face, L was going to die soon too. Hopelessness. Maybe that's why you have become like this.

"I love you." Light said, pressing a kiss to your temple as he snuggled you more. "You're so beautiful like this." You really were, in his eyes. Now that you don't fight him anymore, now that you understood that you belong to him, you're beautiful. Light liked you being so... submissive. But more than that, he loved the look of complete defeat in your eyes, the realisation that you only have him in this world now. No ones going to come for you. No one could; only he and Misa knew about you.

"What's next?"you managed to ask him. Whats next on his list of impending doom? He hummed, before replying, "Well, soon all obstacles in my way are going to be removed. Once that happens, I'll become the ruler of the world. And then, I'll get rid of all the filth in this world." You closed your eyes, asking "how? Do you have a new system of justice in mind?" Light gripped your chin, turning your head towards him. "I am the system, (Y/n). I am justice." You saw that crazy look in his eyes. You sighed, turning away from him, but Light suddenly flipped you over, straddling your waist as he leaned down. His hair tickling your face as he looked at you with possessiveness. "Dont look so gloomy, darling. I know you feel lonely when I'm not here, but soon you'll have a baby to keep you company." He said before kissing you passionately, biting your lips hard before getting off of you. "For now, Misa will keep you entertained." He chuckled before putting the cuff back on your ankle, and left the room.

Misa. When you first met her, you knew she didn't like you. She thought that you were trying to steal Light from him, that you were actually in love with him. She tried to attack you at first, but Light had pulled her out of the room and told her that he actually loved her and that you were just a part of the plan, a temporary plaything. And so Misa put up with you. Light would usually put her in charge of you; he had caught you trying to stab yourself with a nail filer after he had slept with you the first time. And now that you were carrying his child, he had to make sure you wouldn't do anything like that again.

Misa came in a few hours later, locking the door behind her like usual. "Hey, (Y/n)!"she chirped, as she skipped towards you. "I brought some stuff for you!"she told you as she dangled big shopping bag. "Hi, Misa. Whats in that?"you asked her, your voice monotonous. She put the bag down and started to uncuff your ankle. "You'll see! But first, let's take a bath." She helped you clean up yourself and the room. Once she was done, she sat you down on the bed and gave you the bag. You opened the bag to find clothes in it. Maternity clothes. You had barely started to show. You were a bit glad that you hadn’t started showing, because anything associated with the baby would make you remember the events that caused it. When you first realised that you were pregnant, you tried everything you could to get rid of it. You didn't want to give him another thing to hold over your head. But once Light found out, he became even worse somehow. He was glad he was having a child; and now he had to do everything to make the world fit for his offspring. He started handing out harsher deaths, killing off people who rubbed him off the wrong way. To you, he stopped being physically violent. But he did become more possessive of you. He wanted to know what you were doing, why you were doing it. He wanted to know if you had fallen in love with him; if you had finally decided to become his lapdog.

When Misa came to know about your pregnancy, she was angry. Not at Light, but at you. But Light manipulated her again. He told her that he didn't want her to have a kid because her body would get messed up. And he needed her as his right hand, and being pregnant would get in the way of that. Once the baby was here, they would raise it together, as if you were a surrogate. Misa bought it.

You knew Misa wasn't stupid. She was actually quite intelligent. You actually enjoyed her company. After Light would do his number on you, it would be Misa who would come to pick up the pieces. She would be the one to wipe your tears away and bandage you up.

You had tried to convince her to let you go, tried to even fight her. But she was too observant. She predicted your moves. She always knew when you were planning something. She saw right through you.

You thanked Misa for the maternity clothes. She had ordered you guys some food, your favourite. As you began eating, Misa looked at your belly, with adoration and envy? "Penny for your thoughts?"your voice brought her of her trance. "Oh! It's nothing. Just thinking about how much Light would love the baby. I cant wait for it to come!" She smiled. You looked at her, shaking your head. "He won't." "What?" "He won't love the baby, Misa. He isn't capable of that."you told her. She smiled, "You're wrong. He does love. He loves me! He loves you too, I know. But he loves me more! And he'll love the baby as well!"

You finished up your food, "Light doesn't love us Misa. Not you, me or this baby. If he did, why would he beat you? I've seen the bruises on your arms, don't try denying. You know that he's just using you to achieve his goals. And I'm just a rag doll for him. You deserve better than him. You don’t deserve the resentment Light gives you when all you do is love him. Once he's tired of us, he'll get rid of us too. He’s hurt both of us. He's hurting both of us." You held her hand, looking her dead in the eyes. "And love isn't supposed to hurt Misa." She looked at you with an indescribable emotion in her eyes, whatever fantasy of Light she had, was cracking. "Whatever. Its not like I've got through to you before anyways-" you were cut off by Misa, her soft lips crashing with yours.

You tried to push her off, but she wouldn't budge. You heard the door open and suddenly she was ripped off of you. It was Light. He dragged Misa to the corner of the room and started thrashing her. "WHAT THE FUCK MISA?! I TOLD YOU TO LOOK AFTER HER! NOT FUCK HER!" Misa starts stammering, "Light, baby. Its not what you think-" She was cut off by Light slapping her. "Oh its not?! You were fucking sticking your tongue down her throat!" "No, it was just an accide-" He slapped her again, causing her to cry. "SHUT UP! I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU! SHE'S MINE! MINE!" Light started choking her, not realising in his screaming fit that he'd left the door wide open for you.

This was it. The perfect distraction. Your moment to escape has finally come. But you couldn't move. Not when your eyes were fixed on Misa.

You were almost a carbon copy of Light when it came to intelligence. But you still weren't able to escape him all these months. Because Light was able to control you because of a single flaw of yours. You cared. You cared about people you didn't even know, but you still cared.

If I leave now, she will die. And with that thought, you lunged towards Light, pulling at his arms trying to get him off. "Light! Stop it! Its not her fault!" Suddenly, you were pushed to the ground. Light started punching you. "Oh I know its not her fault! ITS YOURS! YOU DECIDED TO WHORE YOURSELF TO HER SO YOU COULD GET OUT OF HERE, RIGHT?! DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT. YOU. BELONG. TO. ME!?!"He yelled between punches.

Misa looked at you from behind Light's shoulder. She quickly got up and tried to stop him. Pulling at his arm, she yelled again "Light! Stop! You'll kill her and the baby!" But he didn't stop, only replying "She's gone through worse! And if the baby's that weak, then it doesn't deserve to survive!" And just like that, Misa realised you were right. Whatever dream she had of Light and her was gone. She slowly backed away from Light.

Light was still punching you, even though you had lost consciousness long ago. Suddenly, Light started choking up. He got off you, not understanding what was happening to him. He turned to look for Misa, asking her to help him. But as she stood there, with the Deathnote in her hands, he realised what had happened. Misa had written his name. "M-Misa!?" She just stood there, her eyes glazed. Or had she finally woken up? "Love isn't supposed to hurt, Light And you've hurt us. A lot. Now perish."

Once Light had stopped breathing, she rushed towards you. She checked for your pulse. You were still alive. Misa pressed a soft kiss to your lips. "It'll be okay, (Y/n). We'll be okay. I'll fix everything."

You all got part 2, I got the ending I wanted. Everybody wins.

Now if someone here knows how to study biochem or do witchcraft, hmu cause I dont wanna fail exams. Speaking of which, Ill be less active here, so if you do send in requests, keep them short. Or better yet, send in questions. I’ll be happy to answer them. :)

#yandere death note #yandere light yagami #light yagami x reader #light yagami #yandere light #yandere light x reader #yandere misa #misa amane x reader #yandere misa amane

[theredsuzuran]

Douma x reader - Innocence

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Took me a long time to upload a new content am so sorry for the delay I was really busy with school assignments therefore I cannot manage the time to write. I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors on my behalf, I hope you enjoy.

Warning : Dark themes like gore, blood and violence, degradation and swearing, mature content.

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The moon shone brightly above the sky as it's light leak through the branches illuminating the famous building of the eternal paradise cult. A new set of followers rushed into the dwelling in hopes of fulfilling their selfish desires, diminishing their agonies and enriching their possessions. However a particular human with her tattered kimono seem not to be interested to convey anything although the people around her would die to witness even a glimpse of the charismatic leader as for now she was busy running along the wide long corridors

The sound of thumping footsteps echoed throughout the building as a herd of followers attempted on catching the miscreant who disrupted the peaceful atmosphere prevailing over the supreme cult. The already annoyed and frustrated people were all worked up to catch the energetic human who on the other hand have thoughts of escaping this place they called paradise. If only she was careful enough to notice her mother's strange behavior soon as they entered the place but how can you possibly blame an innocent little girl like her, or so she thought. Afraid she might lose sight of her treacherous mother who abandoned her just moments ago she desparety stumbled her way out although that didn't concerned her simple thinking process but that's exactly how complicated the situation was.

Turning one last time to look behind if those weird people were still following her or not when suddenly she bumped into a Tall muscular figure standing infront of her soft delicate frame she must have missed him approaching while focusing on looking behind. "Please just leave me alone!" The girl fumed coherently still overwhelmed by the amount of people rushing towards her like waves something that she was not accustomed with as for eighteen years she lived indoors interacting rarely with anyone and playing with dolls most of the time.

"Watch your tongue brat" one of the men standing beside the tall man spoke with disgust hinted in his voice. "Crouch down you insolent woman, where's your gratitude it's because of lord Douma's benevolence that you are still here or you'd be rotting in the street thanks to your mother", the people around her started whispering and murmuring behind her back but she was not bother since her senses were filled with newfound wrath how dare they insult your angel like mother? No longer able to contain your anger you shouted with tears "Then take me to my mother, I don't want to stay here alone".

"Your mother abandoned you here so shut up and deal with it, now move your way for master" the man grunted irritatedly motioning the other followers to grab her and take her away.

"No don't touch me" she wiggled under their grip rushing towards douma blocking him from entering the room by grabbing his arm tightly "I am not going anywhere until I know where my mother is" she cried loudly making the demon flinch with surprise, how pitiful the creature looked in his polychromatic eyes. He have seen many humans crying before him for obvious reasons which honestly have become his monotonous routine but somehow this girl acted quite weird being her age, interesting him enough to investigate. As he was about to speak the man beside him pushed the girl hashly making her lose her balance and fall on the wooden floor.

"How dare you touch master with your filthy hands bitch" he lift his hand to slap her tight in the face but someone grabbed his wrist just in time to save the girl from further humiliation.

"Silence" all the questioning glances, judging looks and whispering stopped at once as douma spoke nonchalantly making the latter shiver in regret.

"I am sorry douma sama" the man uttered in pure horror having no intentions to displease his beloved lord. "I was-"

"I don't want to see that happen again, understood?" He replied coldly still maintaining his wide smile as the previous chaos shifted into complete hush. The man lowered his head down with shame nodding silently. Douma averted his attention and glanced at the figure underneath making the girl jolt a bit but his once frightening demeanor changed into a cheerful and optimistic one in matter of second upon seeing her.

"Please take her to my chamber and treat her wounds" the man clapped with a wide grin plastered on his face. A group of female servants came rushing to help picking her up. The girl being too bewildered did not protested and simply follow his tone as if she was hypnotized by his neatly decorated persona.

The girl was immediately taken away without delay and as per douma he needed to attend his cult duties. First of all she was washed and changed into a beautiful kimono as soon as she stepped inside, then she was escorted into a room filled with antiques and lavish items which she have never seen. Her face lit up with fascination as she began venturing those decorative pieces.

"Looks like you have ease down a bit, good good" A familiar tone struck in her ears startling her a bit only to turn back and view the handsome cult leader although it was a bit strange because she did not heard anyone approaching.

"Aww did I scared you?" He laughed covering his face with golden fans.

"No I was just- you came in without a warning, I was taken aback" she explained blushing trying her best not to act immature to which douma laughed uncontrollably as he found this human's expression adorable say entertaining in his words.

"D-dont laugh at me" she pouted crossing her arms in the attempt.

"I am sorry (y/n), you really amuse me" he replied still grinning. However there was a moment of awkward silence between them as he uttered her name abruptly.

"I didn't tell you my name.." after a long pause she replied to him with a confuse look in her face.

"I know everyone's name who are living under my supervision including yours besides what kind of cult leader I am if I don't have basic information about my fellow followers. Oh look I have been talking to you without giving the chance to let you talk my bad" he laughed again waving his fans creating another awkward situation. Causing you to sweatdrop on his remark.

"Say (y/n) how old are you?" to which she replied enthusiastically "I am 8 years old and will turn 9 soon"

"Ah you don't look like one" douma grinned closing his eyes in the process.

"Yeah I get that a lot" she remarked shyly.

"Your mother is one of my followers" he continued

"Really?" her eyes sparked with hope as she approached douma with anticipation grabbing his arms for the second time starling him, she really like holding hands eh? he have experiences like that but somehow this girl made him feel different so he allowed her but then she stopped halfway through her words "I really miss her it's been a week since she left me here" her voice dropped with sadness.

Douma felt no sympathy for humans or anything as such, he have learned to fake his emotions from a very tender age eversince he was born to the extent that even seeing his mother killing her husband mercilessly failed to evoke feelings within. He clearly did not understand what she was feeling he just stared at her with a blank expression only to replace it quickly with a grim look even faking few tears. "(Y/n) chan you know its okay you will still have me" he patted the girl in an attempt to comfort her.

"Friends?" (Y/n) replied between her tears.

"If that's how you want us to be" douma smiled at her gently shocking himself for a second because he didn't think of smiling?

Things escalated soon after that incident, (y/n) was a kind and compassionate person from inside and out and in not time the cult followers started loving her presence. As often douma would let her accompany him and most of the time she stayed by his side following him everywhere and he didn't mind that at all moreover he appreciated her company. (Y/n) was like a fresh bud to him who depicted innocence and purity he loved spoiling her with expensive gifts yet she never showed signs of greediness and genuinely appreciated his thoughtfulness slowly forgetting the past life she was in and cherishing her friendship with douma. At first she was reluctant and didn't like getting so much attention but in the course of time she bonded better with everyone and was quite content with the life she was leading. As for douma he began to depend on (y/n) to the point that not seeing her face for even one day would make him go insane and he didn't understand why not like he want to because all he cared about was how she made him feel so many varieties of pleasant emotions he wish he could feel. Eating her was out of context.

However all good things must come to an end for he is someone to not rest in peace after the sin he have committed for centuries. Seeing douma paying her more attention, spoiling her with a ravish lifestyle and even letting her stay by his side all the time made some of his cult members terribly envious they wanted to punish her for taking their chances of stealing the spotlight. There was this one room that he forbade his followers to enter for obvious reasons and specifically for (y/n) because he didn't want to repeat the same mistake. This was exactly what they wanted (y/n) to do break the rules and Douma's trust. Like that there would be no more favouritism on her with others.

"Ah (y/n), there you are" one of the female member approached her one fine morning.

"Yes how may I help you?" She asked cheerfully

"Lord douma have asked for your presence in the forbidden room tonight and he said its urgent"

"Aren't we all prohibited to go inside"

"Oh (y/n) it's true master have arrived today and he wants your presence"

Upon hearing that news her heart elated with happiness, it has been two weeks since he last saw douma around and she missed him but something felt off about the whole situation douma always sees (y/n) first before tending his followers then why did he not come meet her did he not miss her like she did?

She was lost in her thoughts until she found two hands waving and snapping infort of her face.

"Don't be late, okay?" With that said the female hurried back into other room leaving (y/n) behind even though the situation seem kinda odd maybe douma was busy afterall.

At night (y/n) went into the restricted area. She stood infront of the shoji door in absolute dilemma debating whether or not to enter the room or go back. There was her desire of meeting douma on one hand and not breaking his trust by entering the room on the other. In the end she decided not to but as she was turning back she heard someone grunting in pain behind the closed doors being a compassionate person, she decided to open the door and enter into the darkness adjusting her eyes in the process, a pungent smell hit her nostrils making her cover her mouth and to her absolute terror the scene infront of her made her puke in disgust.

A pile of Mutilated bodies, mostly women laid around lifelessly on the blood stained tatami mattress. Many having no limbs, some headless and organs missing from their body as if someone had ate all of that. The whole room was a mess full of unfortunate people. She felt sick and began crawling down her way back from the corpses. However she felt a tight grip on her left foot upon looking down she witness the sight of a woman her intestines oozing out of her stomach begging for help. (Y/n) stood there perplexed unable to say anything chocking through tears.

"I told you not to come here, why?" (Y/n) turned her head violently to see douma standing in a distance his countenance cold and sinister evident that he was highly displeased upon seeing his innocent flower disobeying his instructions.

"It's not... like... what you see" (y/n) cried fearfully but douma didn't seem to buy it well in a blink of an eye she found herself in Douma's arms as he aggressively dragged her out of the room.

"What's going on douma" no word came out from the usual lively douma.

"It's hurting me your grip" no reply again to which she forcefully tried to stand still with all her strength. This time douma stopped his features hidden under his bangs making her unable to figure the expression he was carrying.

"Is this why douma forbade us to enter the room" no reply

"Are you responsible for murdering those innocent people?" No reply

"DOUMA" she shouted

"Why you want to join them?" Douma finally looked at her his eyes glowing dangerously proving his existence to be something unnatural. (Y/n's) eyes widen at his remarks as tears rolled down her visage.

"I hate you.." she murmured

"What?" He tilted his head letting his guard down a bit at her hurtful comments.

"I HATE YOU" she pushed douma roughly and flew from the place running deep into the forest for she knew who he was and what he is capable of doing. Tearing down she constantly reminisce the moments she shared but she cannot allow herself to sympathize his heinous crimes. Why is it that the people I love are always taken away from me? She thought. Exhausted from running she halted in order to catch her breath while glancing back to see if he was following, there was no one indeed so a sudden feeling of relief gushed in her body. However turning her head back she saw him standing inches apart from her face which made her shiver and fall onto the knees.

"Why are you running away from me (y/n)" he said apatheticly his head lowered at her level. She did not reply and stayed quite.

"Is it true that you don't love me after all the things I did for you?" Covering his face with one hand his eyes glowing under the moonlight a look of dejection written on his face. There was complete silence in the forest except the sound of rustling trees.

"Answer me" holding her face now firmly he growled making her flinch under his breath. In one last desperate attempt (y/n) tried to stab douma with a tree branch she found laying on the ground but unfortunately douma was faster and easily dodged the attack and in a swift motion he hit her with immense strength causing her fragile little body to tremble in pain as she coughed mucus mixed with blood.

"How foolish of you" he crouched down her height staring intensely at the quivering figure of the miserable girl. As for (y/n) her body ached but more was the tightness in the chest that she was experiencing in the moment.

He pulled her by the hair roughly making her scream in pain although at this point all she could manage with her cracking voice were inaudible screams.

"Why did you disobey me? (Y/n)..." who knew beneath that friendly kind face was hiding a undeniably deadly and calculative demon and at this point it was clear for her that he was anything but human.

"Who are you?" these few words manage to escape from her shaky lips in between low grunts.

"I am the leader of the eternal paradise cult"

"Wrong" to which he tightened his grip making her shriek again.

"You humans are so dumb believing in the existence of primordial deities where in reality its just a myth, a fairytale, created for pleasuring the sufferings of mere human. Being superior than you mortals I wanted to make these pitiful existence happy and that's why I was born and what you saw there" his lips curved into a cheeky smile revealing his deadly fangs creeping the shit out of the already scared girl. "I eat them so that they can always be with me and attain salvation" a sinister laughter escape from his mouth as he covered it with his golden fans. (Y/n) unable to process the new sets of information knots formed in her stomach making her sick in the guts.

"I ate your mother too, oh she was ungrateful after all the things I did to her just like you" protruding her eyes with pure shock she felt her veins popping out and blood boiling in pure rage.

"You are a monster, you think your stupid morals would persuade people to think like you do, I despise you douma I thought we were friends and you took away the one I cherished the most?"

"You think your mother loved you?" Douma snapped. The duality of this was man was insane, all the things he does or says are plastic.

"She never cared for your life, you want to know why? I will tell you since you insist" douma dragged her out of forest holding a fistful of her hair tightly inflicting great discomfort to the girl while he continued with his harsh statements and deliberate insults.

"You were just a burden, behaving like a fucking child with the alluring body of yours"

"No my mother promised me..she would protect me.. you are lying"

"While you were crying everyday inside my shrine that lowly woman enjoyed her life indulging in adultery with various cult members leaving her sick husband and mentally retarded daughter in the dark" every word he uttered spread vemon into her ears.

"Still she wanted more and more and more, what a greedy whore" douma continued.

"Do you know how much difficult it was for me to control myself around you? While you sway your hips and act innocently making those hungry men lust over you, how much dumb can you be?"

"What do you mean I don't understand.. douma"

"I did everything I can for you yet you remain ungrateful, disrespectful? Well guess its runs in your blood and I thought you are innocent but it turns out that you are just like the rest of them, naive"

Her eyes widened with every hurtful remarks he made about her and she did not understand why she felt that way shouldn't she be resentful towards him for killing her beloved mother but here she is weeping constantly because douma was treating her like he never did before.

"But that's fine (y/n) I can not bring myself to hurt you I love you and we shall always be together whether you like it or not" nothing reached in her ears anymore as her body grew numb. Her eyes shut as she carried the unbearable pain in her heart slowly loosing consciousness and remaining sanity.

It would have been easier if she died but alas a mere human like her is doomed at his mercy.

#douma #douma kny #douma x reader #kny x reader #kny douma #demon slayer #fanfic #kimetsu no yaiba #upper moons #upper moon 2

[insufferablelust]

Hey I absolutely love you’re writing, and I love your writing style. can I request a Spencer Reid x sub!reader fic where she is out with him and his friends for dinner and she keeps teasing him infront of them and then he gets frustrated and punishes her in the restroom ? Can you include degradation,(name calling and dirty talking), choking and exhibitionism.

hi love! thank you so much for req, sorry it took me such a long time to get to it, i was in a bad place for couple of days. And i changed the settings a bit to fit the pictures in my imagination i hope you don’t mind. thank you once again, enjoy! and for those who have been patient enough for me to write their reqs, dont worry it’s all coming soon! MASTERLIST HERE!

WARNINGS : Dom!Spencer x Sub!Reader, Smut obvi, Fingering, no penetrative sex, Degradation by name calling, Exhibitionism, Pretty intense breath play by choking, Spankings, brat tamer-esque!spencer, bratty!reader, umm fluff??? thats it i think

You must admit that teasing Spencer wasn’t really your intention tonight, you really tried your best to behave especially after being so reckless going after an unsub alone without waiting for back up, but you got lucky and the unsub was caught. Although, Spencer still can’t help but to be mad at you, you were careless and he didn’t like that.

The entire jet was silent, mostly asleep except for you and Spencer. Right after you caught the unsub, Spencer pulled you into a secluded area far from prying ears of their teammates and scolded her, “You could’ve gotten yourself killed, Y/N?”

Then and there you should’ve known not to get bratty, should’ve just apologized and said that you were trying to save the girl but your adrenaline rush got the best of you, and that led you to gave him two things he hates most, an eye roll and remark, “Oh! give me a damn break! i saved the girl, and caught the asshole too, you’re so insufferable.”

He was taken aback of course, even you were too. Your lips trembled as you thought back to his face, there was a slight pain that crossed his eyes, but mostly you knew that deep down he knows you didn’t mean that. But does he? because right after that you two separated your ways to the jet up until now.

“Spencer..” You whispered, he sat opposite of you besides Alvez and you beside JJ. He looked up momentarily from his book before shaking his head and hold up one finger, oh great your dominant boyfriend is seething and he’s giving you a time out.

You pouted as you sank deeper into the seat, before reaching to tangle his legs with yours as a sign that you’re sorry. To your delight, he hummed, leaned forward and pat your knee— it was his way of saying “yes i’m not mad but that doesn’t mean you are out of punishment.” Then you fall asleep after that, drifted off to the thought of what he’ll do to you later.

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Spencer groaned lowly as he heard the team are planning a celebratory dinner after they had done their paperwork, it’s not that he hated his teammates, they’re his family after all. But right now, all he wanted was to leave bruises on Y/N and to make sure she had learned her lesson, he was so frustrated that his palm was twitching at the thought of her being so reckless like that.

He was pulled out of his thought when she tapped his shoulder, innocently batting her eyelash and leaned on his desk “Are we going tonight?” She nervously asked, eyes won’t meeting his directly which he frowned at. Gripping her wrist, “Y/N, look at me.”

Y/N instantly turned her head to him, eyes looking directly into his, before apologizing “I’m sorry.. sir i’m really sorry..” She muttered, dropping her head in shame that brought extreme sadness to him, instantly pulling her into a hug and cradled her. “Shh, i know you wanted to save her but that was careless, can’t go running around and risk your life like that.” He wasn’t a fan of PDA but when he needs to show you what he meant, he’ll do it even if he has to show bits of their romantic life.

“I know, that’s why i’m sorry.” She pouted up at him, earning a soft smile and a kiss on the lips. “Lovebirds, you two coming?” You heard Rossi snickered beside you, as you blushed and looked up at your boyfriend for answer,

“Yeah, yeah we’re coming.”

Oh how wonderful, your bratty little mind thought.

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During the entire ride to the restaurant, you and Spencer engaged in small conversations mainly about how weird New York was when you seen it last, and pointing similarities about stuff. It was all fun and good until your hand started to creep up on his thigh, fingertips dancing against the fabric of his pants. He didn’t pay you any mind at first, no he thought you were just being touchy feely with him.

Oh but that changes quickly when your fingers ghosted over his clothed crotch, earning herself a warning from him, “Y/N.” Your eyes peered at his as you grinned, hands still running up and down his thigh sometimes getting closer to his crotch.

“Yes, Doctor?”

There it is, she has drank the poison and now she’ll deal with the consequences.

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Throughout the dinner Y/N kept on continuing her devious acts, brushing his calf, running her fingertips directly on his crotch, moaning at the taste of the dessert, and even go as far as whispering stuff on his ear, stuff that made him itch to bend her over the table.

The first warning she received from him was a tap on her knees and a slide glance, then she shrugged and brushed it off. The second warning weren’t so kind, he had shoved her palms below her thighs and knead her thigh with his nails with a low drawl “Y/N..” She whimpered then and promised she won’t do it again, and he believed her, only because he knew they were getting suspicious.

Oh but the next time Y/N teased her boyfriend, was the last time she will ever sit nicely in awhile, Spencer saw red, tugging on her wrist as he bids farewell to their teammates, saying stuff like “We have an appointment tomorrow.” Not really caring on how they took it.

Y/N felt the insides of her belly swarmed with butterflies and intense warmth, as his bruising grip tighten around her wrist— making an indent on her skin. They stormed outside and went to their car while Spencer pushed her against it and wrap his hand around her throat, gripping ever so tightly— making sure his fingertips were on the very pulse.

“You’ve been testing me the whole day and night, you mindless little brat. I’ve had enough of your reckless behavior and attitude. If a punishment is what you want, then a punishment is what you’re going to get, but don’t fucking cry out when i make you writhe in pain.” He muses on her ear, whilst she nod desperately, trying to find enough oxygen, “P-please..” Her eyes watered as he pressed his knee right between her legs and then release her throat, watching her gasping for breath.

“Turn around.” He demanded, she instantly obliged not wanting to damage the situation anymore. Spencer pushed her against the car and one hand around her neck, the other slip his hand under her dress to squeeze her ass tightly, then leaned in to whisper “You look so pathetic you know that? we’re in a restaurant parking lot and yet you never told me to stop. Do you want me to punish you here? where everyone can see what a nasty mindless brats get when they act recklessly?”

All she can do is moan as she grind harder against his knee, whilst holding onto him with dear life. “Get in the back seat.” He ordered, taking a step back from her so she could get in and climb in after her.

“Over my lap.” He demanded, all Y/N could do now is to oblige everything he said, not more not less so she laid ass up over his lap and then brace herself as she felt the roughness of his palms against her ass— dress yanked up long ago.

“How many, princess?” He ask condescendingly, fingers gripping her hair tightly as she moaned out loud when his other hand graze against her covered cunt. “as many as you want, sir.” she choked out, which seemed to please him judging by how he hummed to the tone.

“We’ll do 20, with different intensity. What’s your safe word?” That warmed her heart, even if he’s mad, he never forgets how important communication, safety, and comfort is. “Lilac.”

“Good girl, shh i don’t wanna head anything coming out of that mouth unless its to count, safe word, or thank me. Understand?” It was a trick question, normally she would answered but then she remembered it’s not allowed so she looked back at him and nodded sweetly.

That seemed to both please him and make him the more eager, he delivered the first slap making her broken out a cry “O-One! Sir thank you!” He took a deep breath before slapping her covered ass once again earning more broken sobs and moans.

By the time they reached 15, her ass was so sore, yet the burn intensified everything, her soaked panty could agree. She was soaked through. “5 more, minx. Come on don’t be pathetic now.” His tone made her shivered, she sucked on his thumb preparing herself for the last five.

“Oh fuck! 20! thank you please no more...” Y/N cried out as she sob into the leather seat, her covered ass was burning, his handprint left her squirming on his grip as he soothe her, gently tugging her hair up, turn her around so her head is laid on his lap.

“Shh.. it’s over now, baby. You’re okay.” He rub her tummy as she evened out her breathing, eyes looking up at his, even through the darkness of the car he still looks dashing. “T-Thank you for teaching me a lesson.. i’m sorry i was a brat..” Her voice was barely above whisper which meant she was deep in her subspace, which made Spencer becomes more protective of her.

“It’s okay bunny. You did great, i’m not mad at you.” He whispered, his hands that were on her tummy trailed down slowly before slipping it inside her panties, he gently graze his fingertips on her labia, feeling it soaking with absolute need.

“Oh princess, look at you.. Soaked hm? you really love being taught a lesson didn’t you?” his fingers slowly rub circles on her clit, pressing on it with enough force that it made her shudder to no end, her moans were loud.

“Spencer.. please!”

“What do you want, baby?” Spencer chuckled, using his palm to rub her sensitive nub as his fingers brushes ever so slightly against her opening, smearing the sweet nectar all over her cunt.

“Fuck me, Dr.Reid..” She groaned, using the last bit of bratty-ness left in her, her hips bucking as he hold her neck with one hand and finger her cunt with the other.

“You never learn do you? you desperate needy little baby.” His mocking tone turned her on like nothing else, trails of ‘uh uh uh’s left her mouth and her hips keeps on grinding upwards, leaving Spencer no choice but to clamp his hand on her neck and muttered lowly, “You won’t get my cock tonight so don’t bother to ask. If you don’t behave, i won’t let you cum for weeks, i will edge you during those weeks, giving you ruined orgasms, and make your life a living hell. So if you still want that orgasm you crave, stop fucking squirming.” His words might as well make her orgasm, the way he commanded her, owned her— just the biggest turn on of her life.

When her eyes watered, he released her neck then continue to finger fuck her with force, so much force that she can’t help it but to scream. “Oh! S-Spencer! i’m going— may i cum sir?”

“Hold it.” He ordered sternly, his palm grazing against her clit, giving her the umpteenth intense pleasure of the night. She tried so hard not to cum, but the need still outweighs her desire to not disobey her boyfriend. “P-Please.. Cant.. cant oh god..”

“Now, cum now pet.. go on.” Her eyes snapped shut at his command making sure to moan out strings of ‘thank you sir! thank you’ when she came all over his fingers, practically soaking the expensive leather as well as her dress. He worked her through her high, before drawing his fingers out when she flinched due to sensitivity.

Y/N’s eyes opened slowly to find him smiling looking down at her which she returned. Spencer pressed his wet fingers on top of her lips, she greedily suck on it, making him groan. “Fuck love, do you know that you made me bust in my pants?”

You released his fingers, eyes widen “What? Really?”

“See it for yourself, you brat.” He scoffed, seeing her turned her head to looked at the mess on his crotch which made her sit up in excitement, and smiles. “But when?!”

“The moment you came, you look so gorgeous i cant help but to cum.” He whispered, his cheeks warm with a hint of flushness which made her giggle. “oh wow the effect i have on you...”

“Y/N i swear to god, i’ve had enough of your brattiness for one night.” Earning a laugh from her, he shakes his head, before cleaning them both with the tissues and sprayed the car with disinfectant which made Y/N laugh loudly,

“What a genius germphobe.” She teased, which made his head turned to her side and glared.

“Okay okay! i won’t tease...” She bit her tongue at the last part before muttering a seductive “Doctor...”

“That’s it! No cumming for a month.”

“No Spencer!”

“Nope.”

You really do love being a brat.

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SORRY THIS SUCKED IM NOT FEELING WELL SHSKSK, anyways requests still open so send them away! thank you for supporting.

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[coldmorte]

So i have some unpopular opinions; i feel like Dutch doesnt sleep around as much as people would like to think. He probably likes the fact that people think that of him, even if its not his style. Also...i dont think Dutch and Molly have any chemistry.

Howdy! (ASK 1 OF 2)

I apologize it took me some time to actually reply to this, especially because it is such a great ask! I definitely agree with both points made here, but I was debating how I wanted to write a response (and how far to take it).

Anyway, I'm open to hearing unpopular opinions! I know I have plenty of my own, so I'm not really one to judge others (as long as there is mutual respect) ☺️

My response is fairly long, and it deals with some sensitive topics. I decided to add a cut to this first ask, just to be safe! 💜💜💜

(Warning: SPOILERS below)

In regard to Dutch sleeping around, there are a few reasons why I don’t think he does it as much as it is often implied/assumed (I’m primarily limiting this to the timeframe of RDR2, Ch. 1-6).

First of all, Molly explicitly says Dutch doesn’t show her a lot of physical attention, even though he is her SO. If he’s not sleeping with her much, I doubt that he is going around with any other women at this time. He seldom leaves camp, outside of doing missions, so it is unlikely that he would meet up with anybody not in the gang. It just doesn’t seem plausible to me, as it would put him in a vulnerable position.

Dutch complains multiple times - including to Molly - that he is under stress and concerned about the Pinkertons closing in on them. Why would he go around outside the camp sleeping with random women? It would put him at the risk of being seen or reported on, and I believe he is smarter than to take on the unnecessary danger. Generally, he doesn’t spend much time in civilized areas, unless he needs to.

Not to mention, stress can be a real inhibitor of sex drive. For the entirety of the game, Dutch exhibits various degrees of anxiety and depression. I believe the gang and his personal safety were of much more concern to him, thus diminishing his interest in sex.

Speaking of the gang, I don’t personally see Dutch as sleeping around with the women in it that much. He did have a relationship with Susan in the past. Whether anything was still going on between them or not is uncertain, but if there was something, it probably was not serious or very frequent. In RDR1, he also suggests that he slept with Abigail, but if this happened, I doubt it would have occurred during the events of RDR2. They hardly ever interacted, and when Abigail did talk about Dutch, it was almost always in a negative manner. Dutch also showed some interest in Mary-Beth. However, I don’t think it went beyond flirting. She didn’t show much interest in him, and I think word would have gotten around if he tried to force anything, especially to Arthur (I am not going to discuss the events of RDR1 in any more detail here because that is a whole different conversation). But other than them, who else in the gang? There were not enough interactions with other women to suggest there was anything between them and Dutch.

Also, sex was considerably more risky in 1899 than it is today, and the means of contraception were not as dependable. For instance, The Pill didn’t go onto the market for another 60 years, and it was more difficult to get ahold of other birth control methods. This was partly because there were not as many technological advancements in this field and because there were a few laws that prevented reliable access to contraceptives (ex: The Comstock Laws). Condoms were arguably one of the easier birth control methods to find, but they still were not as widely available then as they are today (the quality was arguably not as good either). As I understand it, some searching was generally required to get ahold of condoms (usually in more civilized areas, which Dutch tried to avoid).

Dutch is a very contradictory character. My point in bringing up birth control is because although on some level I think Dutch probably would have liked to have actual children, I do not think he was serious enough about it to take any risks that might have led to an unwanted pregnancy during the timeframe of RDR2. As I mentioned, he was under a lot of stress with the gang. A biological child on top of that most likely would have overwhelmed him, and it would have required a long-term commitment to not only the child, but to the mother as well. I believe Dutch was smart enough to recognize this danger, and since birth control methods were not as widely available or reliable, he would not have wanted to sleep around too much (unwanted pregnancies were relatively common during this era).

I’ve written in the past that I believe Dutch had a certain degree of self-consciousness underneath his pride, so I do agree that he probably would have liked people finding him attractive or seductive. These traits emanate a sense of power and confidence, which would have provided a more favorable presentation of himself to others. These perceptions certainly would have helped to conceal his own self-doubts and insecurities, so he would have welcomed them, rather than try to refute them.

Now, in regard to the chemistry between Dutch and Molly, I agree. I think it was a pretty bad relationship all around. I don’t see its flaws as being entirely one-sided.

I will get into this a little more on the next ask, but I will discuss a few things here first.

Starting with Dutch, I will admit that he could have treated Molly a lot better. Even if he wasn’t happy with her or the status of their relationship, he should have seriously talked to her more. She deserved that, at the very minimum. There were a few instances where she tried to get his attention, and he just brushed her off. Again, like I said, even if he wasn’t very keen on the relationship anymore, he should have at least been honest about that. Then, as I already discussed, he had some mildly flirtatious conversations with Mary-Beth. I certainly do not think this helped matters. It was rude the way he insulted Molly for bringing up his interactions with Mary-Beth and how he pretended he had no idea what Molly was talking about.

Onto Molly, I don’t think she was perfect either. I know Dutch didn’t talk with her nearly as much as he should have, but she didn’t seem to show a whole lot of support for him in return. Dutch expressed that he was feeling stressed and not up to much physical activity, to which she got quite upset. She seemed to turn some arguments towards herself and her needs, with little regard for Dutch’s wellbeing. I do think she was selfish for demanding him to give her something he did not want to give/could not provide. Also, she refused to help the gang find leads or assist with chores, even when told to do so by others (ex: Dutch and Arthur). She tended to act above everybody else, claiming she wasn’t a servant to the needs of the gang as a whole. Though I can respect her sense of independence in that regard, it did show a sense of entitlement. Even Dutch donated to the gang funds, and as the leader, he was the one responsible for overseeing the vast majority of missions they engaged in. Molly was the only person who really did not contribute much. (Side note: Even UNCLE - the laziest bastard in the West - helped with leads and contributions!!)

I will get into this more in the following ask, but although I know she loved Dutch to an extent, I think part of her fascination with him was rooted in infatuation. Little is known about her background, but it is canon that she came from a wealthy and influential family in Ireland. I think part of the reason why she liked Dutch so much was because of the powerful position he held. She frequently lashed out at people who she perceived as challenging the reality of her “love” for him, such as Abigail and Karen. In one instance, Molly even went so far as to slap Karen across the face because she thought Karen was talking negatively about her. There was no evidence to prove or disprove Molly’s beliefs, but it did show that she was pretty sensitive about criticism (whether it was perceived or real) in regard to her relationship with Dutch.

Now, Dutch was wrong to use Molly’s fascination with him and his role in the gang to seduce her. But like I said, both of them had their issues. It was just a bad situation from both sides, and I do not think it should have happened in the first place. I don’t necessarily blame one more than the other. To be honest, I think they each deserved someone who fit them better.

And if I am being even MORE honest, I think Dutch should have stayed with Susan. She loved him, and he made a big mistake in ever giving her up. I believe the events of RDR2 would have turned out very differently, had he kept her closer.

(Ending note: Outside of serious posts - like this one - I know I make quite a few jokes about Dutch on my blog in regard to sexuality, but I do not mean for much of what I say in that regard to be taken *too* seriously. I don’t particularly want to discuss my personal life in the text of this post, but I will say that even if Dutch was a person I knew in real life, I’m not sure I would seriously want anything to happen between us. However, that is another matter entirely that has nothing whatsoever to do with him. I absolutely LOVE his character to death, and my blog will remain dedicated to his role in the RDR story for as long as I am around! That is all that should matter!!!)

Also, it is perfectly fine and normal to separate fiction from reality! It is okay to alter interpretations of Dutch (and/or Molly) for the sake of artistic expression, as long as the reasons can be justified. Furthermore, it is fine to disagree with me!!

I just hope this response gave you a thing or two to consider. Thank you again for sending your message in!! 💜💜💜

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[jordanstrophe]

Going One, Going Twice, part 11

Prison party, part 3/3

Masterlist

CW: Pet whumpee, Whumper party, choking/strangling, manhandling, intimate Whumper, public torture, whipping implied, shock collar mentioned, fight scene

Robert kept his eyes low, staring at the plate sitting in front of him, trying to distract himself from the cries of the man being tortured on stage. The room rumbled with laughter from the dozens of people seated around him at every stroke of the whip, and shock from the collar.

This was sick. 

He glanced back behind him. He couldn’t see Peter from here, but he hoped he couldn’t see or hear anything. 

“Nina, can we talk please?” Robert whispered. Nina groaned annoyingly “Shh! Quit being a distraction! Just enjoy the show...” She hissed at him, before taking a sip from her glass and chuckling, not even taking her eyes off the stage.

Peter slowly paced around the small room, he wanted to close the door all the way to shut out the screaming, but wasn’t sure if he was even allowed to. He looked up at a large glass cabinet, with family photos, tiny golden figures, and a bowl full of papers and letters. Everyone in the photos looked miserable, all glaring at the camera with seething hatred, Robert wasn't in any of them. He sat at a bench close to the exit, he huddled himself underneath the oversized coat, covering his ears. He wanted to go home so badly, he didn’t want to be here, but he had nobody to blame but himself for getting him in this situation. He could hear faint footsteps approaching, as his head shot up.

“Maste-”

His breath froze when he saw the Barron, back turned to him as he closed the doors behind him, the room fell quiet, as he slowly turned his head to look at him with a smile. 

“Peter, is it?” He tilted his head to the side, slowly walking closer to him. Peter jumped to his feet, clutching the coat around his shoulders tightly, as if it could protect him. He slowly backed away, realizing he just put himself into a corner.

He opened his mouth to speak, but in an instant, the Barron closed the distance, slapping his hand over his mouth and slamming his back against the corner. His face inches from his, one hand covering his mouth, the other closing around his throat, the collar around his neck being pressed into his skin. He struggled against his hand, but every inch he moved, the Barron’s hand closed tighter around his neck until he was forced to be still, breathing heavily, defenseless. 

“If you scream I’ll crush your throat.” He whispered in his ear, with almost a friendly loving smile across his face. He slowly removed his hand from his mouth, testing him, eyes darting back from staring into his eyes, then down to see if his mouth would move.

“Good boy.” He cooed, as Peter stayed silent, frozen in fear with the strong hand threatening his neck. 

“It’s too bad, really, how the auction turned out.” He breathed, his other hand turning gently, as his thumb glided across his cheekbone. Peter tried to tilt his head away from it, but was punished with his hand tightening around his throat, stealing his breath away. He grunted and immediately fixed his head straight, being forced to lean into the Barron’s touch.

“Na ah! None of that now. Ohh, you. If I had you, I would have broken you so beautifully.” He smiled. “How’s he treating you? Are you getting love and attention? Or abuse and neglect?” He asked, running a hand through his hair.

“H-he’s k-kind.” He croaked, struggling to breath, talking made it even worse. He tried both to lean away from his and not strangle himself at the same time. He wanted to cry out for his master, but that would make things worse for the both of them... Just give the man what he wanted, and maybe he will leave. Give him what he wanted, and maybe he won’t cause his master anymore trouble. Just be good...

“Is he now? Hmm, what a shame. Understandable I suppose. Do you know why he really bought you?” He asked, Peter let out a high pitch whimper, as he tightened his hand even firmer to get the point across. 

Wait.

Why did master buy him? 

He paid an unholy amount to get him, yet he was nothing but a handful since day one. Master was still patient, kind and caring even after all the trouble he caused. 

Why?

“He bought you because he felt sorry for you.” The Barron smiled, finally loosening his grip. He gasped for air, finally able to take a decent breath.

Peter looked up at him, making direct eye contact for the first time. 

“I dont-t blame him, I feel sorry f-for me too.” He muttered with a weak voice.

An unnaturally large smile slowly spread across the Barron’s face, after a pause, he broke into a loud wheezing laughter, letting go of him to try and support his weight against the wall. He sounded like he was probably dying, much to Peter’s hope. If anything, now was his chance to bolt for it. 

He slowly shimmied against the wall further and further, until he was a good foot away from him, feeling confident enough to run. He made it all of two steps when a hand shot out, grabbing his coat and yanking him back. The coat was pulled off his shoulders, but he had lost his footing and slammed backwards onto the cold hard tiled floor. The Barron was immediately on top of him, one knee pressed against his chest, both hands wrapped around his neck, forcing his head up. 

“N-.. ng.. No! S-stop it-t!” He choked out, desperately fighting back, trying to pry his fingers off his neck. 

He could barely see anything as his vision blurred, the Barron was both furious, and overjoyed at the same time, almost happy he tried to run so he could hurt him. 

“p-.. ease...” He rasped, with the last of the breath in his lungs. The collar indented in his neck, his eyes were open, but the room kept getting darker. He felt like he was drowning, breathing in water, yet he couldn’t even breathe at all. He reached a point where his body was numb, he couldn’t feel his legs, the knee digging into his chest, pressing against his lungs, or the hands wrapped around his neck anymore.

There was nothing.

*Gasp*

The weight lifted off in an instant, as his body instinctively took a breath. The weight against his chest was gone, as he turned to his side, as the breath quickly turned into coughing, his body desperate to get as much oxygen back as it could.  He blinked his eyes open, to see two figures on the floor next to him, with a repeating *bang, bang* sound echoing throughout the room. It was right next to him, but felt so far away. Loud voices started to screech from behind him, he tried to turn his head to look, but he couldn’t move.

“Someone help him!”

“Get him off!”

“He’s crazy!’‘

“Do something!”

What was happening? Was this even real? No... This had to be another dream. He had to have passed out and was having those lucid fever dreams. 

“Robert, stop it!” A woman yelled. 

Robert? 

Master?

Master was here?

Peter tilted his head, his vision slowly returning with each struggling breath. His eyes went wide, when he saw Robert, on top of the Barron, hammering down blow after blow to the man’s face. 

He stared, unable to move as he just watched. The entire party standing at the doorway doing the same, not knowing what to do, not wanting to get any close to Robert, who was completely berserk. The Barron was nothing beneath Robert’s size, his coat was torn off, as his muscular build was shown. 

Two men finally pushed through the crowd, one of them was the man who was at the door when they first came in. They each grabbed Robert’s arm in an effort to pry him off the Barron. He was determined to clock him in the face one last time before he was finally ripped off. 

“DON’T YOU, OR ANYONE ELSE EVER TOUCH HIM AGAIN!” He hissed, while being drug back. “Get your hands off me!” He shouted, pushing the men off him, before collapsing on his knees next to Peter, gently taking his chin, tilting it up to get a look at his neck. His eyes went from fury, to concern as his eyebrows furrowed as he looked him over. 

Peter opened his lips to speak, but only a sad quiet rasp left his throat. “Ssshhh, don’t try and speak, just take it easy.” He said, gently placing a hand on his cheek, as he closed his eyes to push his face into the palm of his hand, a tear streaking down his face. 

“Come on Robert, he’s fine.” Nina sighed. She knew he was pretty liable for Pet damage against the Barron. 

“He’s not fine, Nin, I’ll be the judge of that.” He looked up at her coldly, his eyes staring right through her. She almost took a step back, but composed herself. 

“Look, he's fine, it's not that bad.” She reached down to take his hand to try and pull him up. “Don’t touch him!” He yelled, pushing her hand away.

“Don’t touch me!” She barked back, slapping his hand back purely out of spite.

“Open the door! Now! We’re leaving.” Robert motioned.  

“Don’t be ridiculous, I’m calling the authorities!” She hissed. 

“N-Nina! Wait.” The Barron rasped, his face unrecognizable, dripping with blood. He was standing beside the glass cabinet, holding a letter in his hands. He couldn’t turn his head, so he just awkwardly turned his whole torso to face Robert.

“Is this, what your a-after?” He muttered quietly, holding up the letter with Robert's name on it. 

Robert went pale, eyes darting between him and the letter. “Yes.” He muttered back. The Barron pulled out a lighter from his pocket, flicking it on and holding it to the letters corner. “Wait!” Robert cried.

“The boy. Give me, th-the boy, for the letter.” He rasped, looking like he could fall unconscious at any time. 

Robert’s grip around Peter’s shoulders tightened, Peter was deathly silent not even his breathing could be heard. Robert stared at the Barron with hatred, his head falling down slightly as the he smirked with bloody teeth at his hesitation, letting the lighter sizzle the corner.

“Burn it.” Robert muttered.

Peter broke down crying in his arm, clutching his coat tighter. ‘M-mas... Mast..r.. !” He choked out, his voice breaking. 

“Sssh! Hush now, it’s alright.” Robert soothed. “I wouldn’t trade him for the world! He’s worth far more than that, even that letter, SO BURN IT!” He yelled.

The room was silent, the Barron’s smug smirk disappeared as he stared at him blankly, before holding the lighter up, igniting the letter in his hands as he let the ashes flutter to the floor at his feet. Robert let out a sigh of defeat, gently cradling Peter in his arms. 

“L-let him go.” He stuttered, turning his body towards Nina.

“Wh-what? Are you crazy? What did you do, hit your hea- Oh. Oh that’s right.” She blinked. 

“I said, let 'em g-go.” He stuttered again. 

She looked between the Barron, and Robert, before shaking her head. “I don’t think so.” She growled with a low voice, her eyes narrowing as they fixated on Robert.

That’s okay, I’ll just break the door down” Robert shrugged.

“You’ll break the door down, huh? Good luck, cousin. I installed some pretty sturdy locks. Even a charging bull couldn’t possib-” *SLAM*

Robert kicked the door at the keyhole, as the wood around the lock splintered into chips. 

“I.. I-I.. How.. Wh-what?!” She stuttered, frozen in place with the phone still in hand, as Robert grabbed Peter’s coat laying on the floor, and bundled him up in it, lifting him back into his arms. “You alright love?” He whispered. Peter’s head collapsed onto his shoulder, blinking up at him with glossy tired eyes. “Yeah, I know. Let’s get you out of here.” He nudged, carrying him out the door. 

He gently laid him in the passenger's seat, brushing his hair from his face tenderly. His eyes fluttered closed as he slowly passed out.

“Hey! A voice called from behind, as Robert immediately slammed the door closed to try and keep him safe. “Stay back!” Robert growled. 

“No no! I’m here to help...” A man said, jogging up with a towel in his hands. He slowed down when he got close, holding out a teal colored towel with ice packed in it.

“For his neck, on the ride home. I snagged some ice from the buckets on the dinner table.” The man smirked. “Is he okay?” The man asked.

“No, he's not okay...” He muttered, slowly taking the towel from his hand. “But thank you.” He muttered. “Yeah! No problem, take care of him!” He called, opening his own car door. 

“Hey! What’s your name?” Robert asked. He wasn’t sure why he was curious, but the man seemed way too nice to be in a place like this. He didn't even give him a bad gut feeling like everyone else did. 

The man stopped, slowly turning his head.

“Charles, Charles Mendrix.” He smiled, nodding his head before sliding into his car. 

“Hmm.” Robert hummed to himself.

He climbed into the driver's seat, gently tilting Peter's head up to place the ice pack on his neck. His breath shuttered, but he didn’t move at all, his eyes still closed tight. 

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart... This is my fault.” He sighed, resting his hand on his forehead. 

"Let's get you home..."

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[xeo-kunsatan]

MonsterOlympics One Shot +13 (Part 2)

This One shot is divided in parts because is long as hell XD, as well this contains many racy jokes, black humor and swearing, if youre sensitive with this humor i recommend you to not read this shit, as well this One shot is just for fun. (Sorry this time i have no illustrations, im Lazy, use your imagination XD)

Nobody have expected it, Farley and Toralei run quickly to hug eachother, they

were really happy to see eachother again.

The Students from Monster High were surprised because their most problematic and devilish Classmate was acting completely lovely with surprisely a Dog, something unusual in her especially for her pals Purrsephone and Meowlody who didn't understand their friend's behavior.

Cleo The Nile

Daughter of the Momy

Age: 5843 (or more)

Gender: Female

Species: Momy

Cleo: I cant Believe what my Beautiful eyes are watching...

Pinky: Me too Sis... Me too..

Farid: here we go again...

Claw: Mew?

P&M: Meww~

The Twin Cats went close to Them catching their attention.

Purrsephone and Meowlody

Daughters of Werecats.

Age: 16

Gender: Females

Species: Werecats

Purrsephone: You most be her Frrriend's brotherrrs~?

Farren: didn't you know that she was a friend of a Dog?

Meowlody: she told us something similarrr before, but we thought it was a joke knowing her.

Farid: well for more surprising it seems, it's true.

Purrsephone: do you know since when they meet eachother?

Farren: since we used to be pups living in the streets, one day we found her escaping from a store-man, prepare yourself because this part will make this part long.

Flashback.

The street of Monsteropolis was chill, a group of 3 Poodle puppies where looking for something to eat.

Farren: Agh I'm Hungry, and you?

Farid: *sob* i think i have a hole inside my stomach...

Farley: Calm down brothers, maybe we can go to Madame Ghoulasha's shop to ask for food. you know the trick, We Knock the door, we will use the puppy eyes effect against her and she will give us food.

Farren: i still don't understand why that trick works that well.

Farid: isn't obvious? We are pretty adorable but More me~.

Farren: *chuckles* aren't supposed to have a "hole inside your stomach?".

Farid: Hey! I'm Hungry but I'm still fabulous.

Farley: Guys look!

Suddenly the puppers found a shop man ogre chasing a kitten with a bottle.

Mr Ogre: Come back here you stupid mutt!!

Toralei: as you wish!

Mr Ogre followed the kitten to a dark alley

Farley: we can't leave them like that

Farren: Are you Serious!? It's a Cat!!

Farid: Eww yeah, what if they has fleas?

Farley: We have fleas too..*shows them a flea walking through his paw furr* and she needs our help, remember Stray animals always can help other stray animals.

Farren: but what if they doesn't thanks us?

Farley: We can throw them to the sewers

:3.

Farren: okay let's go.

The 3 puppies followed the Ogre to the Alley.

Mr Ogre: *manages to catch her*

Gotcha!

Toralei: No!!

Mr Ogre: Hah did you thought that you would escape from me?.

Toralei: Hssss!!! Let me go you bastard!!

Mr Ogre:*takes a razor* or what?

Toralei:..*gulp*...

Mr Ogre: heh your journey ends here kitty- agh!?

The Ogre was about to end with the kitten life but he suddenly was stopped by the tackle of the triplet Poodles, making him faint and drop the kitten.

Toralei: Mew!!

Farley:*catches her* Gotcha! Are you okay?

Toralei: T-thanks, *sniffs him* wait.. are you a Dog!? *Jumps off*

Farid: "your welcome" hmp!

Farley: Yes we are dogs, but i didn't wanted to leave you alone and less with that man about to make Cat-Hash with you.

Toralei: Well.. i usually can escape by myself but.. still, thank you.

Farley: at your service miss.. uhh

Toralei: Toralei Stripe, and you arrre?

Farley: My name is Farley, and this are my brothers, The sour one is Farren.

Farren: Hey!

Farley: and the Narcissist pup who is looking his reflection with the Ogre's razor is Farid.

Farid: who is a pretty puppy? I am! ÙwÚ.

Farley: and i am Farley, together we are the Fluffy Gang.

Toralei: Wow you are all a team, nice to meet ya, I wish I could have my own mates, my older siblings were all adopted except me...

Farley: don't worry, you can come with us and be part of the Gang!

Toralei: Yay! :D

Farid/Farren: What!? D:<

Farley: you can come with us the Time you want until you found out your own mates.

Toralei: Oki Doki! :D

Farren: Farley what the fluff!?

Farid: Whyyyy?~...

Farley: Aww c'mon guys it would be fun.

Farren: i don't think she would like to come with us.."we have fleas"

Toralei: I have Fleas too :D.

Farren: Ok Fair enough.

Farley: Well lets go >:3!

Suddenly the Ogre started to wake up

Mr Ogre: You Little-..

The Cubs: No D:<! *pulls out his cords*

Mr Ogre: What the-!!!... AAAARGHH!!

The Ogre fell from the stairs of another Alley, by then break his neck in the last step, dying in that moment. The Fluffy gang and Toralei didnt believed that they really killed someone.

Farid: *Panic Attack* Oh no! Oh no! we killed him! What we will do!? im too younger and beautiful to go to Jail!! D,:>!!

Toralei: Me Too! D,:<

Farren: *Slaps Farid* Farid Calm Down! this is not the moment for your whines!

Toralei: What we will do Farley?...

Farley:...Uhhhh... look! there is a tip to the sewers, we can throw the body there :D!.

Toralei: Good Idea >:D!.

Farren: Are we Literally ignore that we killed a man?..

Farid: *Sighs* at least we will not go to Jail ;w;

Farren: Ok lets do this!..

Then The Fluffy gang and Toralei with effort, they managed to threw the body of the Ogre to the sewers so anyone will not notice their crime.

Farren: Well, the Job is finished... what now?

Farid: Oww im Still hungry ....

Toralei: Guys, that man had a shop with full of food, thats where i taked the Bottle with milk wich is not in the ground...

Farley: Ok lets go for some snacks! :D

The Fluffly Gang and Toralei: Yay :D

Flashback Ends.

Farren: And thats How we meet Toralei

Farid: Cute isn't?

Meowlody: a little...

Purrsephone: we literrrally thought it was a joke.

Meowlody: And i cant believe that you killed a man..

Farid: We were just babies, we didnt know what we are doing heheh~

Claw: hm?

Meowlody: and this little one?

Farren: Its Claw, His Dying mother gave him to us to save him from the hunters, so he lives with us as a younger sibling, The Principal Stratos usually overprotects him.

P&M: Thats so cute from you part mew~

Claw: *sniffs them* mew

P&M: *sniff him* ...

Claw: *purrrs*

P&M: Awww

Farley: I cant believe we are finally together

Toralei: Me too! ;w; *Purring* I missed you so much!

Farley: *Waving tail* I missed you too!

Frankie: Its so Cute to see this...

Meanwhile..

Manny Taur

A Fucking Minotaur Bully

Age: 17

Species: Minotaur

Gender: Male

Manny: Aww look at this, what are you supossed to be Rabbit?

Bradley: a Vampire/Jackalope Hybrid

Manny: Hah! Vampire!? but youre so tiny

Bradley: well at least the size your dick compensates the size of your brain and intelligence..

Manny: *blushes* How dare you!?

Bradley: well.. its part of your biology..

Manny: Thats it you are Death!

Frankie: Manny No!

Manny was about to Hit Bradley (wich didnt seem scared) but suddenly he was attacked by Skeebo before he would hurt his beloved bunny.

Skeebo: Dont you dare to hurt my boyfriend!

Manny: Your Boyfriend? *chuckles* dont play dumb, you are a fox and Foxes eats rabbits like him!

Skeebo: *Whispers* Shh shh please dont expose what i do with him everynight~

Bradley: im an Arctic Hare not a rabbit...wait*blushes* Skeebo!

Skeebo: Sorry Dear~

Manny: you guys are gross...

Frankie: Thats Enough Manny, do you want me to tell Minnie about your Behavior?

Manny: Oh no! Please dont tell my sister!...

Skeebo: Heh... he is afraid of his sister~

Manny: At least i have a sister

Skeebo: !!!......

Bradley: You son of a Bitch! how dare you!? just because you heard the most of us are orphans doesnt give you the rights of making fun of Us!

Frankie: Wait.. are you Orphans?..

Skeebo: Thats it!...

A Fight Started between Manny and Skeebo, but it was stopped by Miss Bloodgood and Stratos.

Bloodgood: You 2 Stop!

Stratos: You both will go to detention!..

Manny: Thats why Maze High is a bad copy of Monster High, the Students here are all Awfull!!

All: *Gasps*

Claw: *Cries*

Farley/Toralei: What did you said!?

Farren/Farid: You will pay for this!

Betrayus: calm down.. not here!

Skeebo: You said that because at least all of you have their own families...

Bloodgood: Manny Taur...you will be grounded by the rest of the event, the meeting is over..

Stratos: Mistress Bloodgood...I am so sorry for this..

Bloodgood: No no... its not your fault, *sighs* i will correct my student.. Good luck in the event..

Stratos: Good luck for you too...

Manny: *gulp*...

Stratos: Me too...

Frankie: Oh gosh.. i am so sorry..

Skeebo: Its Okay.. we are all used to be seeing like this..*Leaves* Bradley: Skeebs...*sighs*.... its true... While me as some less of my classmates.. mostly of them are all orphan.. for it they basically live here..

Frankie: Ou... i have no idea..

Bradley: Its okay.. as my boyfriend said.. we are used to be judged by other schools... and... Mostly of that students from other schools have their own families...*follows Skeebo*...

Frankie: *Sighs*

The meeting ended and the Monster High Students returned to their homes, while the students from Maze high returned to their dorms, an exception to Farley and Toralei wich where in the school garden trying to calm down Claw.

Farley: Awww Claw dont cry, he will not hurt you.

Toralei: when i see him, i will scratch his ugly bull face so nobody will recognize him not even with the passaport.

Claw: *sob* *sob*

Toralei: Dont Cry little Fella, that awfull bull will not hurt you anymore *pets Claw*

Claw: *Purrs*

Farley: Thank you Toralei, maybe im tired of the boring boomer of Stratos but he still needs a rest.

Toralei: You dont have to thank me, this fella needed it.

Farley: thats right...*Blushes* Its so nice to have you here..

Toralei: *Blushes* Ahh.. yeah i feel the same, heh

Farley: You want me to accompany to your home?

Toralei: Nah, i can go by myself, cats loves nocturnal walks.

Farley: W-w-well see you tomorrow..

Toralei: S-see you T-tomorrow...

Toralei left the gardens to return to her home, while Farley was watching her leave still blushed.

Farley: *sighs*

Claw:*giggles*

Farley: what?..

To be Continued..

#monster maze high #monstermaze high #pmatga au #pmatga #pacman and the ghostly adventures

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Stetopher: Stiles is in college, talks a lot about his two hot older boyfriends but no one believes him Or he is seen with Chris and Peter seperatly but not all three together, so people believe that Chris and Peter left Stiles to be together and Stiles just imagines that they are a threesome because he cant accept that they left him. But in reality they are all together and super fluffy Just anything with College Student Stiles and people dont believe him Thank you

So this took me some time for which I’m sorry, but I hope it ended up to your liking. It’s over 1k even.

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“You’re going out dressed like that?” Peter asks and even through the phone screen, miles and miles away, Stiles can feel the power of those eyebrows judging him.

He looks down at himself, as if he suddenly forgot what clothes he put on twenty minutes ago, and frowns. He’s just wearing a plain white tee and some khakis, both of them fresh out of the wash. He honestly has no idea what Peter’s deal is.

“Chris!” he can hear Peter call and moments later Chris’ face appears next to Peter’s on the screen, “Chris, please tell Stiles that he can’t go out to a party dressed like that.”

Chris gives Stiles a once over, something that Stiles can feel all the way to his toes, just the way he could feel Peter judging his clothes. 

“I have to agree with Peter here, baby, as lovely as you always look the pants aren’t going to work,” Chris says and now Stiles will really have to change.

He sighs, completely ignores Peter’s triumphant, smug, handsome face and directs his question at his other boyfriend, “What do you suggest then?”

Which is how Stiles finds himself half an hour late to the party, having had to spend half an hour getting into the lack, skinny jeans that have somehow made it into his closet after the last time his boyfriends visited.

And, yes, fine, his ass looks hot as fuck, but he doesn’t see why he needs to? His boyfriends are back in Beacon Hills so there’s no one for Stiles to flaunt his ass in front off or want to impress. He’s just going out to have a drink or two with his college friends at someone’s house.

You know, living that student life Peter and Chris wanted him to have.

He’s doing his best, too, staying up late studying, eating ramen when his care packages run out, drinking all the coffee, and hating most of his professors. He even lives in a dorm, sharing a room with another freshman. The only problem is that the place is so small that when Chris and Peter come to visit, Stiles ends up spending the weekend in their hotel room, because he’d have to kick his roommate out to get any quality time with them. He’s not going to be that guy.

He doesn’t go to many parties, mostly because he’d rather stay in and videochat with his men while doing his course work. He likes the friends he has at college fine, but his life is wild enough as it is.

But he agreed to go to this one because it’s Katie’s birthday and she pouted at him until he agreed. It still didn’t warrant the butt-hugging jeans.

The party goes just as Stiles expects it to: there’s a lot of people he doesn’t know, the music is loud and the alcohol’s aplenty. He spends it nursing a fruity beer from a solo cup, chatting with his friends, and making a fool out of himself on what constitutes for a dance floor.

But it goes downhill from there because while he’s fine dancing together with others the groping is too much. He says as much to the guy, then to another, and then flees the dancefloor completely.

Only when he complains to Katie about it he gets an incredulous look in return, “You just wasted a chance to get laid!”

“I get laid just fine when my boyfriends visit, Katie, I’ve told you so!”

“Oh, sure you do,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes.

Stiles frowns at her, but before he can press her for an explanation, another of his friends, James, wraps themselves around him like an octopus. Which is nice enough but then they press a kiss to his jaw and that is not on.

“James!” Stiles shouts, breaking out of their hold, “What the hell? Are you drunk?”

“No,” they say, smiling flirtatiously at him, “I just wanted to spend some quality time with you.” 

“I’m in a relationship, you know this!” Stiles shouts.

“The made-up one when you’re dating two hot older dudes? Sure, sure,” James says and makes a move as if to close the gap between them again, “Lemme show you something real.”

And no, nope, Stiles is not having any of this. He leaves Katie’s place fuming, only for the anger to die two streets later, leaving him feeling lost and betrayed.

He pulls out his phone and calls Peter, and his eyes remain dry only until he hears a very surprised, but pleased, “Hi, darling.”

He’s quick to slap a hand over his mouth but Peter’s werewolf hearing must pick up on his breathing or something because he’s instantly on alert.

“Stiles? Where are you? What’s wrong?” Peter asks and Stiles can hear him moving, can even pick up on Chris’ concerned voice in the background, and somehow that makes him cry harder.

It’s so stupid, being so shaken up about something so trivial about his college friends not believing him about having boyfriends. But. Stiles has had enough people in his life doubting him and not listening to him and it hurts.

“Sweetheart, please tell me what’s happening,” Peter pleads over the phone.

Stiles rubs over his eyes a little too roughly and clears his throat a few times before he answers.

“I’m sorry, I’m fine. I’m walking back to the dorm,” he says, “It’s just…”

“Stiles, you’re scaring us,” Peter says, then there are some muffled sounds before Stiles recognizes that he’s been put on speaker, “We’re in the car already and we’ll be there in a few hours.”

That startles Stiles into action, “What? No! What about your meeting with Satomi?”

“She’ll understand,” Chris says, “Now please, tell us what happened?”

“Well,” Stiles starts, takes a fortifying breath, then ends up saying “it’s dumb.”

“Baby,” Chris says, gentle but insistent, “it’s not dumb if it made you cry and call us.”

“Chris is right, sweetheart,” Peter agrees, “Whatever it is, please just tell us so we can help.”

“... my friends don’t believe you exist.”

His words are met with silence but now that he’s said it, the words just flow.

“There were people hitting on me at the party, nothing out of order, don’t worry. But when I complained saying I’ve got you guys she just rolled her eyes at me. And then James, - I told you about them, - hit on me too, like I haven’t gushed to them about you two countless times!” he says, then adds, quieter, having only just reached his dorm and suddenly worried that maybe his roommate doubted him too. “They think I made you up. That you’re not real.”

“Honey, we’re very real and we’ll prove it in a few hours,” Peter says, his tone threatening disembowelment.   

“What Peter means to say, Stiles, is that you’ll see us in a little bit when we’ll come to pick you up,” Chris tells him, “We’ll sleep in, eat breakfast, and then flaunt around all over campus so everyone can see for themselves how real and how happy we are with you.”

“That’s exactly what I was trying to say,” Peter complains and Stiles can’t help but laugh. 

He takes the stairs to his dorm room two at a time listening to Peter and Chris bicker as they make their way to him. He’ll get cleaned up, he’ll change from those awful pants into something comfier, and then he’ll wait for the two of them to arrive.

He might not be as happy as usual at their visit due to the circumstances, but Peter and Chris always make everything better and honestly, he can’t wait to be held by them and to hold them in return.

And maybe he’ll hold them extra hard later, once they’ve slept and eaten, kissed and hugged, and Chris smiles at him as Peter tells Stiles all about the apartment they’ll be renting, only a block from campus, starting next month. 

#stetopher #steter #stargent #petopher #mar writes #anonymous

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I don’t understand if ur serious when u say that you’re anti fatws (esp bucky) lol???? for real?

yeah i think he’s not bucky. OOC. and like, not for stupid shit, but when it comes to stuff that matters. i always thought bucky has a solid moral compass (similar to steves). i mean just from what we’ve seen in canon, idk if this is just my own intrepratations, but anyway, i don’t agree with his actions, i dont agree with him asking sam to put his safety on the line with the ‘you helped steve with the accords i think you should help me’ ok bucky you were taken in as a refugee by an untouchable nation, sam was put into a supermax prison steve had to break him out of, and then was on the run as a fugitive for two years. the absolute NERVE.

and like, the man he breaks out of prison is z*mo? really? that’s his ABUSER. i don’t understand why no one else seems upset by this. that’s not bucky. OOC. if he wanted any help from z*mo, he could have asked for him to help from behind the bars he very much deserves to be behind. if he refused to help, oh well, too bad, buh bye. i dont understand who thought this was a good idea. are we forgetting z*mo intentionally triggered bucky into going into his winter soldier programming, which resulted in bucky killing again? the thing he did not want to do? he literally says, over and over again, ‘i dont do that anymore’ and ‘i dont want to kill anyone’ and ‘(resigned) wheres the fight’.

im not gonna describe *that scene* that triggered me very badly, if you dont know what im talking about im sorry but i cannot physically write the words. but im very very upset at the writers for a throwaway line that implies past sexual abuse* knowing FULL well the majority of their demographic who like bucky/identify with him are in fact women/afab, and like, going by the statistics alone, would find something like this 1. triggering and 2. a slap in the face. just, for why? what purpose did that line serve, actually? was it necessary? for plot progession? (*though, i maintain, z*mo doesnt know shit, he’s being a dick bc thats half his personality, and talking shit bc thats the other half of his personality). but yeah. one of the major reasons i dont like whoever it was that writes bucky in this show.

another thing, the obsession with the shield? putting all that blame onto sam? i mean... i understand he’s upset about being abandoned by his best friend (and arguably only friend, i guess?) but like. shut up about the shield. shut up about the shield!!! where’s the ‘the little guy from brooklyn, im following him’ like bucky never gave a shit about captain america. whats going on through his head actually? bc like.. if there’s things he’s not saying, we won’t fucking know about them, will we?

i honestly dont know what the writers are doing, i don’t know whether they’re completely misunderstanding his characer, or trying to foreshadow bucky going to the dark side, or whats going on. bc at this point he looks more like an antagonist at the very least, if not outright villain.

the only accurate bucky content i have seen so far is like, him and sam acting like a married couple, him making nerdy references, and the flashback scene in wakanda which is the only time i have seen sebastian stan actually acting.

i don’t know who this fool is, but it’s not bucky.

as for the show in general, im not liking what im seeing, and no i dont need to watch it to form an opinion. not gonna put myself through however many hours of mediocre content. i never had high hopes about it, but this half-assed storyline with the flag smashers (clearly a poor attempt at portraying antifas as the enemy), the super soldier serum, the dollar store captain america, z*mo??? why is he even here????

sam not having enough of the spotlight...in his own goddamn show... like. idk. i think he deserved something of his own. a better storyline. something that’s about *him*, his life, his struggles. with bucky as his sidekick. sam, pretending to be too sensible to run into crazy shit, bucky, resigned, being dragged along, being sam’s wingman, his support. *thats* their dynamic. from what i have seen about sam’s scenes, he seems to be more or less in character, imo, but i just... feel like he’s being sidelined. in his own show.

THE THERAPY/THERAPIST. I hate EVERYTHING about it. from her demeanor, attitude towards her client, not addressing him by his preferred name, her judgmental tone/statements, her belittling/dismissing bucky’s pain, her ‘rules’ and just. everything. everything. for ONCE i would like to see an ACCURATE portrayal of therapy in media. because it’s the opposite. the exact opposite of this. there’s a long thread from twitter i reblogged that goes more into detail, but i think like, it’s one of those things that really piss me off. therapy is about creating a safe space, putting your patients comfort first, listening, empathising, not judging, not mocking, not disrespecting, helping your patient open up, help them recover and make progress at their own pace. i mean. its so disgusting to see this. i’ve never had professional psychologist training, not as part of my degree or anything else, and i wrote a fic with steve going to therapy that’s 100% better than this bullshit we’re being served (and at the time i wrote the fic, i had never been to therapy, only counselling, which is very different). how come? why cant they, with their budget and their resources, their ability to conduct extensive research and even hire consultants, not do a better job with this part of the show? disappointing. truly.

maybe i don’t know exactly what’s going on, plotwise, or whatever, but like, if i dont like what i’m seeing, why would i invest more time to find out more about the show? the mcu has been steadily declining since 2016, lets be real. civil war, infinity war, endgame... this was all an absolute shitshow. fatws can only do so much with the canon they are being given to work with, without outright retconning everything, but even so... it’s weak. i always thought the writers wouldnt be able to write anything thats half as good as the stuff fans come up with and... i think i was right.

thanks for the question.

#anti fatws #sorry babes but not good enough #Anonymous

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More Salty asks 👀

18, 21, 5, 4, 3, 7, 10.

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So sorry it took me so long to answer anon but here's the salt you've asked for

18. Does not shipping something ‘popular’ mean you’re in denial and/or biased?

God no, wtf kind of logic is that, you can or not do something, as in shipping, or stanning or being an anti, for literally ANY reason including no reason, I repeat, you dont need a single fucking reason, much less a "valid" one, there is literally nothing called a valid reason when it comes to fandom bc all reasons are valid at the end of the day, since it's ffs JUST fiction. If you dont ship/stan something popular good for you, hang out w your rare pairs and fall in love w your minor characters, you want to write terrible fucking incoherent anti-metas about a character that's very popular, go ahead DO IT, literally nothing should stop you, it is not problematic to HATE an objectively good character w absolutely no reason, it's not problematic to LOVE a scumbag character for the shallowest reason, it's not problematic to condone evil acts done by your fav character and praise them and love them for it, it is not problematic to want a character killed simply bc they mildly grate you, it is not problematic to do or feel anything about a character as long as your aware that this character or ship cannot be removed from their fictional world and you are simply judging a fictional object who's actions and principles are bound to the fictional world they exist in and cannot in any way affect the real world beyond the value of entertainment.

--also completely tangential side note but if anybody thinks the depravities or deplorable actions explored in a fictional work can in anyway enable real life people who have consumed such media, to do and/or consider the same, I would politely suggest you to restrain from projecting your grossly malleable mind that's clearly more impressionable the wet stinking cement on to others, bc believe it or not most of us have this innate ability to not only separate fiction from reality, but also pick and choose what media we consume is allowed to influence us in addition to entertaining us--

But back to the point, my answer to that question is no, you are not biased, you are not in denial, you simply choose not to invest your time and energy and mindspace into this one fictional being or couple and that is just about the most valid thing as any.

21.What are your thoughts on crack ships?

absolutely love them, I really wish there are more absolutely WILD ships that have no logical reasoning behind them to exist in the fandoms I am part of.

5.Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?*

Nope. although it has made a ship I was already mildly averse to even more worse in my eyes, but I dont think that counts.

4.Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP?

Yep and it's a LIST, let's see Steroline, Bamon, Klayley, Klamille, Marbekah, I HATE KOLVINA.

And yeah that's about it, don't get me wrong I dont like many ships and need to click off ff if they are a part of it as a side pairing, but these are the ones I loathe w a passion bc one half of the ship is a character I absolutely LOVE and the other half is just the GREATEST disservice done to said characters,

For steroline- I wish stefan was never fished out from the bottom of that lake.

Bamon- Damon can get his dick skinned.

Klayley- Klaus is a fucking cockroach I agree. but Hayley good god is not helping the situation at all. Same for Klamille.

Marbekah-it's incest yall first of all, and second Rebekah deserves a man who fucking chooses her EVERYTIME and not just once when it's convenient for him.

Kolvina: I-I-do I even need to elaborate?? THE DISSERVICE DONE TO KOL. Christ. I am sorry but this ship I truly hate w a passion too strong for me to even bother playing it cool.

3. Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion?

Nope. But I do block that specific tag/content so that when they post about the specific topic we disagree on I am not able to see it, CURATE YOUR FANDOM EXPERIENCE ALWAYS THANKS, and also having shitty shipping opinions is the last thing you can do to get me fired up and stop talking to you, my bff is both a steroline shipper and a Kolvina shipper, but she's my ride or die, like fandom opinions and thoughts on a fictional character amount to literally NOTHING in real life, and I really hope people understand that, but also at the same time in tumblr specifically, if a blog you follow posts anti-posts about your fav character or something like that absolutely unfollow them if you are not comfortable seeing it? following them to engage in fandom discourse is not something I personally would ever do, but as long both the parties involved are interested in discourse i see no harm, but if youre not willing to engage or even see such content ma'am wtf is it even doing on your dash UNFOLLOW and block the tag please.

[already answered the next q so I'm copy pasting it here]

7. Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?

oh lmao I wouldnt have been able to understand this question yesterday, but like today I was again hunting scenes for gifs, and I found that Marcel actually holds no appeal to me, in fact, If Elijah decided to slap his head off, I wouldnt have minded at all. Also I was a forwood shipper at the time but now I look at them and have this inexplicable urge to scratch something.

10. Most disliked arc? Why?

Redemption arcs, jfc I HATE THEM, mostly bc my ability to perceive villains shuttles between two distinct opposites, "They are depraved, and evil and everything wrong in this world and I LOVE THEM." or "They are depraved and evil and everything wrong in the world and I HATE THEM" there is literally no in between, so in the first case I love them precisely because they are the scourge of the earth, and a redemption arc [not that I've ever seen one done even mildly ok-ish for the characters to actually redeem them] will literally work to unfuck their fuckiness that I absolutely ADORE. So no I do not want redemption arcs for them at all, and on the flip side when I hate an evil character the only redemption I will accept is them being of good use to the maggots that feast on their dead rotten corpse.

This is the ask

#salty asks #anon ask #thanks for the ask anon 🧂🤝🏾🤸🏾‍♀️

[jeonchan26]

Love Me Not (Part 3)

Theme; Angst...Very Angst.

Warnings; Heartbreak, Saddness. Super Low Self-Esteem. Abuse & Toxic Relationship. Mention of sex.

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“I’m sorry he is your what?” Jimin asked you looking confused.

How were you going to explain to him that you were dating a guy that not only embarrassed you in the public eye but also had the audacity to put his hands on you. But you were trying to move on from Jimin, why was he the only Happy? Why couldn’t you be happy?

Looking down at your hands you answered him, “Yea we started dating a few days ago. He is really nice once you get to know him.” Lies that was all that was coming out of you mouth but you wanted to show him that you were doing better.

“(Y/N) you cannot be serious!? This is the guy that put his hands on you not that long ago. & was screaming on you for bumping into him. I don’t like him.” Jimin exclaimed getting up from his seat walking back and forth, pushing his hair back. He was trying to process the new information that was giving to him. He saw the way he treated you today. Theres no way you would date some like him. Why were you dating him!?

“It doesn’t matter if you like him or not Jimin. We are not together anymore” even though you said it in a small whisper it still made Jimin stop his movement and turn to you slowly giving you a shocked face.

“I still care about you!? How can you that someone like him when we just broke up a few months ago!!” Jimin was angry at you for dating someone else but mostly himself because he broke you beyond repair. He could see it on you face, your body. Everything about you changed in a matter of months and he was scared that he might lose you.

“I didn’t love you anymore. Why would I stay with you if I didn’t love you anymore? Everything was changing between us and by the looks of it now. You’ll do anything to get my attention. I didn’t know you were so stupid to date a low life like him. But I guess you’re that much of a desperate whor-” he was cut of by you hand striking his cheek. He was shocked he never thought you would hit him.

This made you angry, how dare he judge you. “You don’t get to call me a whore. Because YOU LEFT ME! YOU LEFT ME FOR YURI & 3 DAYS LATER AFTER YOU LEFT ME YOU WERE DATING HER ALREADY SHOWING HER OFF TO THE WORLD. You didn’t even bother doing that with me. But I understand you were ashame of me. Fuck I mean look at me I’m nothing compared to her!” You were pulling you hair. It was so much to take the pain everything was driving you crazy. Couldn’t he see how much you were hurting because of him. He decided to end you relationship and move on days after. And now that you are trying you turned out to be the bad guy.

This wasn’t fair.

“(Y/n) I’m sor-”

“Get out. I never wanna see you again” you cut him off looking so defeated. Jimin was scared to leave the look on you face said everything. He saw you were tired, hurt, sad, but mostly angry. He didn’t know if it was towards him or yourself. He wanted to hold you and apologize, he didn’t know what came over him and he just snapped not only were you dating someone else but this was mentally and physically abusing you and you were just letting him.

This wasn’t the girl he fell in love with. The girl he fell in love with was strong, independent, loving, caring, kind and so many other things. But this girl was different she looked broken and he was the reason why.

“I told you to get out. I never wanna see you again.” With one last shove you opened the door for him, jimin stepping out but not before looking at you with a sad look.

“What have I done? Why would I hurt the girl that I love the most?” Jimin thought as you slammed the door on his face. He heard you slide down the door and cry. Jimin put his hand on forehead on the door silent tears running down his face. He still loved you, so deeply. He needed you back in his life just didn’t know how.

Weeks later....

You were back in school, you noticed that Jake was becoming more demanding, making you do everything for him. He didn’t treat you like a girlfriend, he treated you more like a slave than anything. And god forbid you got anything wrong or said the wrong thing. The bruises from last week were barely getting better. You were label as the quiet girl, had no friends but was still dating the hottest and richest guy in school. The students couldn’t find an explanation but they didn’t bother either.

Every day you would see Jimin drop or pick up Yuri at the same spot. You were so numb from the pain, you didn’t know if it hurt because of Jimin or because of Jake.

You completely changed and Jimin took noticed. Especially after Jungkook and Yoongi has informed him about what they saw last time they saw you with Jake.

“Hey Jimin have you talked to (y/n) at all lately?” He heard Jungkook asked him as him and Yoongi walked into the living were him and the rest of the members were watching tv.

“The last time we talked we ended in bad terms. It’s been weeks since we’ve talked.” Jimin said grabbing the attention of the other members.

“We saw here at the store with some dude and she didn’t look too good. Did she start dating someone” Yoongi stated. Jimin felt his heart stopped. He knew exactly what they were talking about.

“Oh yea that’s her umm new boyfriend?” Jimin felt the venom in his mouth as soon as the word boyfriend left. He hated to think that you had someone else, someone that didn’t fucking deserved you. It made him angry, his hand clenching into fist.

“Wait, she has a boyfriend. How come you never told you” Taehyung asked him.

“I didn’t think you guys would care plus it’s the same dumbass that screamed and touched her at the park” Jimin stared shrugging his shoulders.

“Wait hold the fuck up. You mean to tell me that she is dating the fucker that treated her like shit in public!? And you fucking knew and didn’t tell us about it! What the fuck is wrong with you?” Namjoon stood up from his sit looking angry. Namjoon had always had a soft spot for you. You were like a little sister to him. He hated himself for pushing you to the side when you and Jimin broke up but he figured you needed space.

“Hyung he doesn’t look like a good guy. He was yelling at her and pushing her for grabbing the wrong thing. We stepped in but the guy pulled her away before we could ask her anything. She had bruises on her body. She looked like she had a black eye but he took her away too fast to confirm” Jungkook said in a sad voice.

“What happened the last time you saw her?” Him asked him. The boys were shocked to hear what Jungkook had said.

“Well it didn’t go so well. I confronted her about it because she attends the same University as Yuri. And she was with that guy, he was being stupid and screaming at her. He force her to agreed to go to her house even after she has declined the offer. I got to her house hours later and when she opened the door she was wearing my tshirt but she has bruise in her body umm sexual bruises” Jimin felt his jaw tighten after he said those words out loud.

The members were quiet waiting for Jimin to finish the story but he could tell they were getting angry, “anyways so we started talking and she told me she was dating him and I flipped I told her that how could she move on to someone as low as him in the matter of weeks. Fuck I even accused her of being a desperate whore begging for my attention. She slapped me and told me I had not right to judge her since I had moved on after 3 days after I left her. I just don’t know what happened. I flipped and she kicked me out but she looked so broken. It’s all my fault” Jimin was looking down at his hands, to scared to look at the members.

He knew the members cared deeply about you and the fact that he said that to you, he definitely deserved the slapped. When he looked up he noticed the flares from his members he knew they were pissed at him for his actions.

“You mean to tell me that you fucking knew that bastard was touching her without her consent and you decided to call her a desperate whore.” Hoseok asked him with a disbelieved look on his face. He was angry, Jimin couldn’t have been more stupid.

“You left her Jimin for a someone new. You had to fucking right to judge her because if anybody was meant to be judge it would be you!” Hoseok finished looking like he was ready to punch something or him.

“Fuck I know okay? I was angry it took me that to realized that I still love her. But I just don’t know what to do. I’ve only been with Yuri to keep an eye on her but every day she looks worse and worse and I can’t take it anymore. I know I should of told you guys sooner but I just didn’t know how to tell you guys. I feel like shit because just starting at the dumbass makes me angry. I just FUCK I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO. HOW TO GET HER BACK!” Jimin was at the average of pulling out his hair.

“Look you made a mistake. We are humans after all. You should’ve told us as soon as you noticed. Not let it go by months and waited til now. The first thing we gotta do is get her away from that guy. If you don’t love Yuri you need to break up with her. She doesn’t deserve for you to be playing with her. Once (y/n) is better and ready maybe you can try and see if you can get her back. But right now what matters is her. Not you. Her. So if you really want her back you need to understand it’s going to take some time and you have to be patience. She is broken not only by the guy but by you too. We will help because you are our brother but don’t ever let something like this happened again.” Yoongi told him while she took a seat next to him patting on his shoulder.

Jimin knew his brothers wouldn’t leave him behind. He was going to get you back no matter what happens. He loves you, you are it for him and he knows this is a fight he is willing to fight for.

Part 4 Finally Coming Soon🦋

Sorry if this wasn’t good and the grammar.

#bts series #jung hoseok #kim seokjin #bts jimin #park jimin #jeon jungkook #jimin scenarios #park jimin angst #min yoongi #kim namjoon #kim taehyung #jimin angst #bts angst #bts scenarios

[goat-yells-at-everything]

Its honestly wild how differently people treat breeds x and y even tough they are pretty similar. I own white swiss shepherd which is at least in my country softer than gsd and more of a "wimp" which makes most of them reactive (stranger danger and frustrated greeters are one of the big ones). I have yet to see a wss owner who tells the dog needs to be dominated and they are more relaxed with their dog even if the dog is actively lunging, growling or barking but when we move to gsd, my god how some of the dogs are treated. Out of 7 gsd close by only on trains them with treats, they avoid dogs, treat for wanted behavior and i don't know what's up with the dog, i haven't seen them react even once. Everyone else yanks the leash, chokes the dogs, scream/yell abuse at them, some slap with the leash. Talk to someone they tell you they need to be dominated, you need to be the leader, you can't praise them for nothing. I saw someone even scream at a child for asking if they can now praise the dog "why the fuck would you praise him? For what? Tell me!" after they dragged their dog of the road.

I’m assuming by “gsd” you mean German Shepherds? I’m so sorry I’m late getting back to you on this one. I got this just as my thumb really started to get worse and couldn’t really type on my phone.

Dominance training is just so damn DUMB. You dont dominate a dog into acting the way you want it to.

Now, I will say that 100% positive training may not work for all dogs. Ok. That sounds bad. What I mean is, like, the pro that I took classes from with Rosie was very much against any kind of “negative” reaction. Not just the yanking or yelling and stuff. She would say that we shouldn’t make ANY negative sound or actions. No saying “no” or making a negative sound or anything when the dog does something wrong.

I dont feel like this is helpful to all dogs. Rosie didn’t seem to understand what behavior was bad and what was “neutral” behavior. The trainer would say to stop her from pulling instead of making a negative sound I should change direction or just stop. I tried that but she would just pull in the new direction or stop with me then start pulling again when we started walking again. Instead, I would make a “no pull” comment and a small tug on her leash and she learned that walking slightly ahead was ok or “neutral” but pulling me along was bad. Walking next to me instead of ahead of me got praise as a “good” behavior and she is more likely to do that when she is “on duty” as my service dog.

Maybe some people dont want their dog to have a concept of “neutral” behavior. The pro we went to was more geared towards obedience competition behavior so walking ahead of their owner at all would get points taken off by judges. But Rosie being a service animal, total competition obedience probably isn’t a good idea. She needs to be able to think and act independently from me because there are times that SHE has to lead ME. When she feels my anxiety rising, one of the things she does is guide me to a calmer environment. Like shopping during the holidays. She walks next to me and the cart but the longer we’re in the store with rude people the more anxious I get so she’ll start trying to guide me towards the checkout lanes.

And.... I just went on a long ass rant didn’t I? Sorry. ^^; 

[hollyhomburg]

Yknow sometimes I think about that one clip on the boat where hobi is just complimenting and talking about yoongi and yoongi gets so flustered he just goes to the edge and s c r e a m s and,,,,, imagine with his s/o

okay but for some reason i just had a total poly au jump out at me based off of this, Ah so this is the exact opposite of my usual aesthetic- dont know if you wanted hard nsfw but!!!! sorry!!!! this is also not edited like at all please dont judge me for my kinks this is way out of my usual zone. 

Back to You (BTS x Reader)

W/C: 2.4k (oh lord)

Tags: Sub! reader, Sub! Yoongi, Dom! Bts, Poly, Gangbang, Established relationship, praise kink, degradation, Oral fixation, cumplay, dom/sub shit, voyeurism, exhibitionism, semi-public sex, snowballing but with slick?, masturbation, 

Song Rec: Everytime ~ Ariana Grande 

as Yoongi’s significant other, you indulge in his praise kink fairly often. sometimes it’s in the soft way too where he just gets overwhelmed and flushed and stuttery and screams “stop making me soft!” while it’s muffled in her chest because yoongi just gets so shy he hides from the weight of so much sweetness. 

but also, he has a praise kink in much more of an nsfw way.

“oh my god you fill me up so well Yoongi, I feel like im gonna go crazy,”

and him above you “am i fucking you so good you can’t even speak anymore baby?”

his growl of “no one could fuck you as good as i can, say it- admit it darling” i lowkey feel like people forget that dom’s can have praise kinks too, but ANYWAY

after a little while with dating Yoongi- you start to realize that the others totally know about his praise kink, the way than Namjoon will squeeze his shoulders after they’re done producing, saying “you did such a good job hyung” will bring a blush to his cheeks,

hoseok is always the first one to complement yoongi over dinner, and the maknaes are straight up relentless with their manhandling of your boyfriend, slapping his thighs in his jeans at the weirdest times and telling him how pretty they look.

and maybe you’d have a problem with how obviously flustered it makes him if they didn’t do the same thing to you,

Seokjin often curls his hand around your hair, and compliments you on the style,

or the demeaning but lovely curve of a smirk on hoseok’s lips of “wow that shade of lipstick looks great on you, makes you look like such a good slut” and then the tilt of his head, the opaque insensarity and boiling lust in his expression as he shrugs and says “no offense of course, yoongi’s told me how good you are for him,”

and holy hell if it didn’t make both of you absolutely squirm in your seat, yoongi too next to you too, whining in the back of his throat at hoseok’s words. 

Jungkook gets particularly bratty with you as well, a little objectifying, even if you try to deny how turned on it makes you when he possessive tugs you into his lap saying “how come hyung gets all the pretty toys? He’s so spoiled.”

There are other things too- other moments that show just how much the boys care for you and yoongi, other non-sexual dominance moments, 

like namjoon fiddling with your clothes and complimenting how pretty you look in that skirt, making you blush when he cups your cheeks,

or the way that seokjin takes care of you and yoongi when you both get the flu “i know the medicine tastes bad baby but it would make me so happy if you had it,” and yoongi’s whine as he demands a kiss from seokjin after taking a spoonful of the medcin, hazy with fever. and then your pout, and seokjin’s shy smile as he is only too happy to give you one too. 

the way that jungkook and jimin demand cuddles from the two of you every single movie night, each one of them spooning you as you sit curled against yoongi’s chest, their hands playing laced in between you two. 

Hoseok’s insistence that the three of you get matching balenciaga shoes, no matter how much you protest, hoseok will just grab both of your hands in his, press a kiss to the back of each and say “come on just let me spoil both of you,” 

Things get a little heavier, one night when you’re all drinking, yoongi’s head tipped against your neck to suck at the skin there hidden after most of the others have gone to dance and you were happier just to sit with yoongi, 

Taehyung fisting a hand in the back of his hair pulling him away from your skin and making your boyfriend groan at the delicious pain pleasure that runs down his spine.

“don’t be rude Hyung, there are so many people watching and you know how much we hate when people see what’s ours,” and they’re right- there are alot of people watching the two of you curled to the side, both of you wrecked in the booth.

Taehyung closes the curtains to the booth and slowly guides you to give Yoongi a blowjob, Taehyung guiding your head up and down his length with a hand in your hair. his other hand around your throat feeling how you clench and swallow around Yoongi “that’s a good girl, take baby boy’s cock all the way, like i know you can that’s a good babygirl ” 

all while Yoongi is sat in namjoon’s lap, his thighs held apart by namjoon’s hands. Who gives him little slaps when Yoongi moves his hips, whispering straight filth into his ears “so needy, look how strung out you are, it’s so cute! are you thinking that someone could walk in and see how fucked out you look? does it make you turned on hyung?”

And Yoongi gets so worked up that he’s almost sniffling before he comes all over your face, his thighs certainly would be shaking if it weren’t for how roughly namjoon’s holding him, in the way that will surely leave bruises,

and that’s when the others get back, careful not to let anyone else look into the booth (because of course everyone knew what was going to happen- they might have planned it) and the low whistle that comes out of Jimin when he sees your cum covered face, your eyes hazy and not all there as Taehyung pets your hair and tells you how good you did, “just when I thought you couldn’t get more gorgeous baby”  

and of course, they you up on the table, clearing it of the many expensive bottles, parts your legs and holds up your skirt so that you can give the rest of them a show. Seokjin rubs gently against your clit through your underwear sliding it down before he takes it to his nose and breathes in deep. his eyelashes fluttering, just the sight of that makes you so strung out that you’re certain you’ll do anything they say. 

Hoseok holds on to one of your ankles, while jimin holds the other spread, someone took off their tie to bind yoongi’s hands behind his back and he’s completely at the mercy of seokjin, who guides yoongi’s head to your slit keeping a hand fisted in his hair, commanding “Eat her good like we taught you Yoongi- show us how good you can be to her” 

occasionally pulling him back, lifting his head back to kiss him and taste your slick on his lips, licking into his mouth messily to get all of it. jungkooks incredulous and dark look when he breaks apart makes both you and yoongi whine, lifting his own fingers to touch his lips in awe “you know i used to wonder why yoongi chose you over us and now i think i understand, you’re addicting” and of course jimin just needs to have a taste of his own, reaching forward and pumping his fingers in you roughly before he brings them to his mouth, ““Fuck, and here i though you just looked sweet baby girl.”

 “Come on hyung dont be selfish- let me have a taste” but instead of kissing seokjin with his plush lips wet with your essance, jungkook tugs on Yoongi’s hair. Putting his mouth back to your cunt and letting him lick at you for a moment lazily and fucked out before he pulls him away again, making your hips jerk in search of yoongi’s mouth.

Yoongi whimpers into jungkook’s mouth as he gets the same treatment, licking it out of his mouth as opposed to actually kissing him making him heady, and spiralling down deep into subspace at an almost alarming pace. 

So basically, Yoongi eats you out while the others jerk off and dirty talk the shit out of both of you. Hoseok cums all over your stomach, Taehyung cums on your face and Namjoon pulls down your top to cum all over your chest. 

Somehow Jimin ends up with your underwear, curling it around his fist and using it to jack off, ruining the delicate pink lace when he cums on them with a groan. Watching him and feeling the cum dry on your chest, You feel so dirty but so unbelievably satisfied. Hoseok whispers in your ear, “you just love being our dirty slut don’t you?” Jimin sets the underwhere on the table, “We should make her wear them out of here hyungs,”

Eventually you cum with Hoseok’s fingers thrusting into you and yoongi’s mouth sucking on your clit, only to shake and squirt onto the table, trembling like a leaf. And of course, they make Yoongi lick it up and clean you up again, indulging in his oral fixation which makes him cum again, grinding against the table. (honestly rip whoever has to clean it afterwards)

You’re both so hazy by the end of this but the others take care of you, cleaning you up and ushering both of you out of the back door so that no one sees how wrecked both of you are. 

and when you wake up the next morning you’re wrapped tightly in taehyung’s bed getting the life cuddled out of you, Seokjin has food already ready to go and you’re half convinced that last night was just a dirty dream until you check and yup- you have hickeys on the inside of your thighs and one on your chest that you think is from namjoon but you can’t be sure. 

eventually you get around to asking yoongi the obvious question, “so uhm, have you ever like- been with any of them before? because i dont want to say it makes me uncomfortable, but sometimes they’re a little intense with both of us” and Yoongi stutters and admits that they’ve all kind of fooled around with each other at one point or another- even though you can tell it was more than that. 

Yoongi admits that yes, he used to be their submissive, but he cut it off when he met you because he knew he loved you and wanted to be with you, no matter how much it hurt the others. because they’re all a little in love with him- even if they’d never said it yoongi knows, and yoongi also knows that they’re starting to feel the same way about you. 

And it doesn’t surprise you because your boyfriend is a switch (but prefers to dom you and only you) so it’s not surprising to you that he’d had that outlet before you got together and if you’re being honest- it doesn’t make you uncomfortable in the slightest

in fact…it’s a little hot, thinking of your boyfriend stuttering as they praise and degrade him in equal measure, and you’d be wrong if you said you didn’t want a piece of that to see it again. You tell Yoongi this, and he’s surprised but not displeased because if he was being honest part of his brain needed some of that rush of subspace that only the others could give him, even if he needed the rush of domspace just the same.

and before he has a chance to ask the boys about the possibility of a scene with you in it (the thought almost makes him weak) it reaches a fevers pitch when you go out together one night. 

You’re dressed in a skin tight velvet dress and a velvet collar and yoongi is in a silky button down shirt, and all of them decide that nope, neither of you get to go out looking like that, you’re only for their eyes to be seen by anyone other than them, 

They toy with you drawing out every minute, making both of you stand naked in the middle of the room for their viewing pleasure, “the first one of you that moves or makes a noise is going to get punished, and the other gets to watch and be spoiled” namjoon of course, is the one that designs the scene, though he sits back, stroking his length almost lazily though you can see the lust in his eyes. 

they alternate teasing both of you, hoseok tugs on your collar and you refuse to sigh or splutter as he leaves hickey after hickey along your chest. “Do you think she’d like a leash to do with this collar? be our perfect little pet? we should bring out yoongi’s and then they’d be matching” 

 Seokjin toys with yoongi’s ass as jimin sucks him off, your boyfriend sweating and looking more out of it by the minute but still unmoving. though you think you see a hint of competitiveness in his expression, like he’s daring you to move first, 

Jungkook coos when he kneels down in front of you “oh my god look how wet she’s getting! oh how cute! she’s pretending she wasn’t as turned on by this as yoongi hyung, what an adorable little whore” he tilts his head forward and before you can control it- you flinch as he swipes his tongue across your clit fast and hard. 

let’s just say they spend the whole night making you messy and sore, and so overstimulated you cry- because it just feels that good, they make yoongi eat you out (damn his oral fixation) while you’re getting pounded into by taehyung. 

And I don’t want to get two graphic beyond that, but basically, you and yoongi sub for bangtan the whole night, and you all fuck on the floor of their living room, making both of you cry (it’s okay though you have safe words and it’s more of like an overwhelmed-with-pleasure sort of cry)

at the end both you and yoongi are curled up and cleaned, cream rubbed into the bruises on both your asses, swathed in plush blankets while jimin combs his fingers through yoongi’s hair and seokjin does the same to you, namjoon rubbing soothing circles onto your very sore hips. 

curled together in a little puddle between all of them while they just cuddle you and praise you, 

“You both did so well for us”  - Jimin 

“Our pretty obedient babies,” - Hoseok definitely

“Could never find such good darlings like you, you’re both one of a kind” - Seokjin 

 “You’re perfect for us” - jungkook probably. 

“oh little ones, you took your punishments so good, im so impressed” - namjoon 

“I’m so proud of you, you make me feel so loved” - taehyung 

and the next day they invite you and yoongi into one giant poly/sub/dom relationship with rules like ‘eat at least 2 meals a day, sleep 7 hours minimum, no demeaning language at yourself outside of scenes, and alway pre-negotiation because they don’t often practice unsafe bdsm etiquette accept for last night because they kind of got carried away. 

after all yoongi did tell them what you two got up too, so they knew that you weren’t exactly opposed to that kind of dirty talk and what kind of kinks you did and if you had showed any reservations they would have stopped immediately during that scene

but going forward to feel more comfortable they want to have like- long lengthy discussions about kinks and limits and what kind of aftercare you like, cuz they already know that for yoongi he just likes to be held and touched gently 

okay thats it thats the ask thanks for coming to THE MOST HARD NSFW thing i’ve ever written gonna go wash my brain out with soap after all those visuals bye

#bts #bts x reader #bts drabble #bts lemon #? #do we even still tag like this anymore #yoongi x reader #bts fanfic #bts scenario #you know part of me was about to drop something fluffy as like a joke #because hell yall are thirsty and im a tease

[groguwhip]

FIRST CHAPTER OF A PETER PARKER FIC IM TRYING OUT!

hello tumblr !!! this is my first post of my first fic i’m writing so be kind but notes would be accepted/appreciated! love you all !

w/c: 1.2k

(i know it’s kind of short but the next chapter is super long!)

CHAPTER 1: Final Moments

final moments

you had never been the type to be possessive. you normally would go with the flow, from random outings you don’t plan to other openings that spring from points in your life. that is, before peter came along. He was everything to you. He knew all of your deepest secrets , and you know he would never judge you, even if you were a supervillain. (maybe he would then.) His little smile that curls on the sides of his cheeks just made you wish you could curl up with him the second he was done swinging to someones rescue. for some reason, though, he rarely ever came to yours. I guess he thinks you can handle yourself, which you can, but you just want to get swept up in him once in a while. Is that too much to ask for?

A Plan sparks your understanding and makes it almost impossible to think for the rest of the day at Midtown. You would get yourself in a bad situation that you just can’t talk yourself out of, and he would come save you. Just like you’ve been wishing for. Peter passes you in the hallway and grabs your hand, giving it a little squeeze as he rushes to class. Those little moments are the reason you fell in love with him in the first place. You haven’t said I love you yet, but you know he feels it from you. Peter hasn’t either, and it is a bit worrisome to you. He won’t tell you he loves you. what. Maybe that is the reason he isn’t saving you. You shake the thought from your head as you begin to plan the big save.

First, you will go to the roof of the Avengers tower- you luckily got a key from Tony on the rare occasion that he would trust you to make security fixes. Then you would use projection technology to make a villain so bad that Peter would have feel his tingle at all. But you have a second thought. He won’t feel it if its a projection. So, you do what any sane teen would do, you threaten a supervillain. The Vulture, while still in prison, had an out. and luckily for him, you are good with security tech. It was a big risk, but it was an important necessity for the plan. You finish up giving him a free out of jail card, and you head back to your apartment to prep.

Peter calls you the second you sit in your bedroom, almost like he was waiting for you to come home.

“Hey bug. Did you have a good day at school?”

you respond, “Oh yes, but I wish I got to more than squeeze your hand…”

“Dont I know it. How about this, I will come over to your place, May won’t care.”

“Maybe not tonight Pete”

You can feel him get a bit uneasy, but he doesn’t want you to think he is being overprotective. So he drops it.

“Alright. See you tomorrow then”

He hangs up pretty quick. Perfect.

You then get dressed in a nice emerald green top and jeans, and start walking to the Avengers tower.

On the way you are uneasy. What if he doesn’t feel it? Does that mean what you have been dreading this entire time? That he really doesn’t love you? You shake the thought from your brain and you move forward with your plan, entering the tower.

You are left unnoticed until you reach the top floor of the elevator, where tony is at the entrance.

“Hey Kid. Whats up?”

“Umm” you stammer, “Just getting ready for a picnic with Peter.”

“Well, that’s just Darling. Super. Ill leave you to it then.”

He pulls down his sunglasses and gives you a wink.

You sigh when the doors finally close, and you are up to the roof.

Once you reach it, the Vulture was already ready to strike on you. With only two steps outside of the door your whole spine gives out. You fall with unease, and with all the strength you can muster, you turn your head.

The Vulture looked pissed. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea after all. After letting your spine get the blunt end of a new device the Vulture created, you take your first sharp inhale, just to be met with a jab to the rib.

“This wasn’t smart of you, you small thing” the Vulture mutters as you become jelly with another slap across the mouth.

“It will be” you gasp- “I promise.”

One more punch to the stomach with this new metal arm on Vulture sent your mind into a tizzy. Where is your Hero? Your gut, amongst the pain was beginning to feel uneasy with your boyfriend. A buzz in your pocket sends a rush of relief over you. Parker was calling you. He feels it.

But its a bit too late. You feel the sharp twinge of a blade to the side, and your eyes grow wide. The Vultures face was smug, but you still had more fight left in you. You got in a few blows while he was catching his breath and switching weapons, but hitting with one hand is pretty hard to do, as one of your hands is trying to stop the blood from spilling from you.

You then hear that web that calmed you down. He was here to get you to safety.

“Y/N? Whats going on???” He screams as he rushes to your side, hands shaking when he realized how injured you were. He has beaten the Vulture before, so he grabs all of the power he can muster. He knows he has to be fast or you will pass out from blood loss.

“Here to save your girl? She’s the one that brought me here, ask her.”

You see your spider boy whip his head around and you could feel his face drop within his mask. He shouldn’t have looked at you, because the Vulture got in a punch. he starts to shake. You start to worry that this big plan of yours would hurt him as well, but you trusted him enough to understand he has you.

He then throws a web and disables the Vulture. Liz’s father falls to the ground in agony, and you see peter call Tony quickly to take care of the Vulture while he took care of you. Your vision was starting to move and dim, just as he reaches your side.

“hey hey hey. Look at me. What were you thinking?” Peter cries out

“I.. dont”

your words begin to slur.

“Stay with me. I love you. I know I haven’t said it yet, but I love every inch of you. The good, and the part of you that brings in a villain for no reason.”

that was it. It was what you needed to hold yourself up and wrap yourself in him. whispering, “I love you too. I just wanted you to take care of me, I didn’t think it would get this bad”

“You just wanted me to swing here? Why would you do that?”

“You always think I am capable of saving myself, but I just wanted to know that you cared enough about me to come here.”

You begin to fall out of consciousness

right as brings his lips to yours, then. Darkness.

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