#but idk for some reason tonight it's just so bad

[ilovepaigebueckerss]

the other woman.

p.b x reader

summary: while paige is out with her fellow UCONN team members, you join a live to see something that could ruin everything.

authors note: ummm guys this is my first ever fic? idk but enjoy and lemme know what i can fix!! i also do not know how to use tumblr at all so ignore that. also should i make a pt. 2??

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you’re kind of a loser so whenever your girlfriend paige goes out with her team you usually just stay home. your mindlessly scrolling through your phone when you get a notification ‘Ice Brady is now live!’ you decide to click on the live due to your boredom. you see them sitting around talking about their recent win and their plans for after the season. you notice everyone on the team was there except paige and azzi. you decide to just ignore it cause maybe they are in the bathroom and you don’t wanna overthink it. ice then flips the camera showing a curly haired girl and blonde girl in the corner kissing each other. ‘is that MY blonde?..’ you ask yourself. you can see the fear in ices face as she realizes what she just did, ending the live quickly. tears swell in your eyes as you try to process what just happened.

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your eyes are puffy and red from you crying all night. you read the alarm clock next to you ‘1:03’ you then hear a familiar voice calling your name. the voice makes you feel sick to your stomach. just thinking about the events that unfolded made you sick. “y/nnnn” paige calls for you all singy songy. you then realize that she isn’t alone. you hear another familiar voice and your stomach drops when you realize who it is. azzi fudd. “in the room” you reply dully but loud enough for them to hear. “hiiiii babbbyyyy” paige says, smiling brightly. “hi y/n” azzi says smiling. “hey.” you respond, not wanting to talk to either of them. “i got her from here, thanks azzi.” you say taking the drunk blonde in your hands. “no problem! goodnight!” she replies.

you turn to the drunken blonde in your arms and you cant help but smile. for some reason.. even after tonight she still brings you a sense of comfort. you should hate her, but you just cant seem to bring yourself to. “I’m gonna start you a shower, okay?” you say facing the blonde. “okkkayyyy” she responds, kissing your lips. it feels weird, knowing that her lips were on someone else’s. you lead paige on the bed and she sits down and starts scrolling on her phone as she waits for her shower to be ready.

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while paige takes her shower you set out some boxers and a white tank top for her to put on whenever shes done. you go to get her some tea and aspirin, so the hangover in the morning isn’t as bad. you start to zone out. letting your thoughts get to you. ‘why her and not me?’ you question, the next thing you know your crying. your actually sobbing. you were so busy with your thoughts you didn’t realize paige had already came back. “y/n?” she asked concern filling her voice. you quickly wipe your tears and respond “yes paige?” sounding squeaky. ‘shit’ you think to yourself. paige walks in the living room where you sat. “hey, hey, whats wrong?” she asks you. “nothing, paige I’m just tired.” you respond dully. she frowns at your response. “y/n, baby, talk to me please” you say nothing. “I’m going to bed.” you respond. paige frowns again, but decides to just leave it alone.

#paige bueckers #azzi fudd #paige x azzi #fanfic #uconn wbb #uconn huskies

[skeletons-in-ur-closet]

how do i make myself unattractive to all men forever

#i seriously cant man #so recently ive had a few conversations at work with this one dude right #and hes chill we got a few things in common #and yesterday he asked for my ig and for some reason mine wasnt popping up #so i just gave him my phone so i could follow his acc #tell me why this man added himself as a contact to ym phone without asking and texted me after my shift #and then tonight he sent me the fuckin two eyes lookin to the side emoji after i didnt reply to his last message at 11 pm #keep in mind hes 32 #idk i just hate when dudes flirt w me bc it makes me feel so nauseous and uncomfortable like STOP LOOKING AT MEEEEEE #its probably just bc im a flaming lesbian BUT STILL!!! HOW DO I STOP THIS!!! I HATE IT it makes me feel so sick everytime #then i feel bad but at the same time leave me aloneeeee bruh

[lorephobic]

idk how to even like. put this pain into words and i would normally vent about this shit on twitter, but the person its about follows me on there so like. anybody have skills for coping with the crushing realization that the person u love most in this world and have built ur life around sees ur current situation together as a temporary hurdle that's preventing them from their truest and happiest self which. is separate from u entirely? anyone know how to deal with this?

#live with my best friend in the whole entire world who. honest to god makes me the happiest person alive. #like im always waxing poetic about her in the tags on posts about platonic love #and i talk about her like she put the stars in the skies because for real it feels like she did for me #she is. the most important person in my life #and every day i feel grateful just to come home and sit with her #like honest to god i cannot imagine a future that is better than this #if i have a bad day i get to come home and my best friend in the world will make me laugh #what more could i ever ask for #but tonight we talked and she made it abundantly clear that. even if i do everything right #even if i'm the perfect roommate and the best friend i can be #in just over a year #when she's making enough money for it #she plans on moving into a place of her own #which like. makes sense for her. of course we were going to get to this point. #but i just. don't know what i'm going to do. #and it kills me that we're on different pages because for some reason i thought this was a long term thing #i thought we were going to move into a house together #i was just telling my coworker this week that we need to move into our forever home soon which was partially a joke #but also. even if i was making a million dollars a year. #i would still want to be here. with her. #or somewhere else. with her. #like it's so hard to imagine a future without her. it breaks my heart and scares the shit out of me. #and i know i can't afford it here. and i can't move in with strangers. and i'm working my dream job but i'm scared that i'm going to have t #give it all up and move back east because. i can't do this alone. and she's all i have. and all i ever wanted. #and she's leaving. #she doesn't want to be with me. #sry this is so fucking. ugh. idk. i just don't know what to do. #for real might just drop everything and move to chicago if it comes down to it ksdkfljdfs #its what sufjan would have wanted #fucked up terrible no good week

[whomturgled]

:^(

#feelin like a big lonely loser tonight teehe ^__^ #thought maybe i had plans but then not n everyone else i asked didnt answer or had plans w other ppl too #n i had suggested a plans with stef but she never rlly confirmed or denied but i figured not plus im kinda sick now too but #also called her just to be like hi n i miss u bc idk im SICK n i hate being sick n the way she sounded was weird AaagghGGHHHHH #n im just now realizing maybe she also ended up doing plans w other ppl #just feels like nobody likes me i GUESS which is dramatic but . aagggghhghgh #to be fair a bit of a 180 from i love u so much lemme say it 50 times last night to i call her n say ilu n shes like uhh ok haha #anD I FEEL LIKE EVERYONES GIVING ME RLLY SHORT ANSWERS N LIKE #but i dont know if i have the energy to give a lot of. energy. ?? to expect it back? but its like #an endless cycle of feel bad so less energy or want to bug less so then deserve less in return anyway so feel worse #its kinda feeling like isolation time which i havent done in a hot minute but i tried so hard to get out of it but like . for what yknow #i got to talk to some ppl some more n meet some ppl but at the end of the day i still feel alone n alien teehee #but maybe im just bejng dramatic bc sick. and rsd with the Tones and ppl having Plans With Others #like its perfectly reasonable to have forgotten or just idk had better options or maybe bc i didnt say anything sooner buT . IDK. 😔🥺 #im sick n i hate being sick n i want someone to take care of me ugh #instead i just kinda sat here. played some OW. got mad at OW. ordered pizza to engage in basically food self harm LOL n watched some #of a show ive been meanjng to watch. jts neat so far. but yeah now i just feel like shit i guess #idk how to like. not be insane. or like. ask ppl for like. idk. reassurance or smthn or. share feelings. without feeling like i am.... bad #for doing so or itll end poorly or its excess or burdensome or unreasonable. bc it kkinda is unreasonable but idk not entirely ig yknow #and i really need to shower but i especially dont want to now that i ate food bc id rather die than look at myself naked but yea #YEAH. IDK. i feel. like shit. and garbage. and i can almost see this as being the turning point to me sabotaging my ownnpotential future #whatever ive been slowly building that i just. end up giving up now. #god i wanna call stef or pidge or someone n... ig not even talk abt this bc i dont wanna be a bother but. just hear ppl. u_u #feel like i am wanted in the world slepflsjhggbjwjr #It's My Blog I'll Use It As A Diary / Thought Organizing Thing If I Want To !!!!

[pepprs]

crying again lol ok

#purrs #and posting online abt it so i get immediate validation / support instead of asking for help from anyone im close to i know. but god fucking #damn it to hell. ok im going to be candid about this because it hurts so fucking bad. five years ago i met someone so important to me. and I #miss her so so so so much. and every space here i have a memory with her in. and she left in July and she’s gone. and im sobbing my eyes out #FOR WHY because it was over 6 months ago and im happier and she’s happier and we’re all happier. but i think im getting some aftershocks #being here for the first time without her exactly 5 years to the week we met: when she was so important to me. she was the whole reason i #even saw myself as something. and she’s fucking gone. she left. but she’s not dead like LMAO idk why im crying so hard when i could just #text her any time and tell her that i miss her. but idk. it’s just everything is stirring memories and they’re painful to think about now or #at least today because she’s gone and it all changed. i was just saying that i feel like im not having any emotions and tonight the grief ju #just rammed into me like a train and my fucking counselor sucks ass and won’t even help me work through it and everyone is busy and tired an #and im a staff coach so im not supposed to be having a fuckjng mental breakdown over **** pacing around in my bathroom at 1:23am but ive be #been thinking about her so much and remembering all the formative interactions i had with her here and missing her so much i want to explode #and die and p*ke and whatever. so stupid to cry about it but i fucking miss her. and i hate that she’s not here. and i’m trying so hard to b #be her but i have to be me but i can’t not have what she brought here and im just crashi ng and burning and can’t be honest and im having a #breakdown and crying so hard and i don’t know what to do. i ithink i’ll be fine after some sleep and reflection but my heart is like seizing #on itself right now and nothing takes my mind off it and i just keep crying LMFAOOOOOO. i hate it here #delete later #like how can you look at me like that and then fuck off to ****** 4.5 years later. you know? im about to punch a hole into the hallway #and i have to be quiet bc ppl are trying to sleep but it’s making me fucking crazy. #retreat tag

[todayisafridaynight]

Today at trivia: learned a baby hedgehog is called a hoglet. You've many hedgehog themed shenanigans here and I thought you'd like to know if you didn't already 💕

YEAAAHHHH LIL HOGLETS !!!!!! an UPMOST important fact to know...

#snap chats #class ended early since we were just introducing ourselves but i still managed to have the most annoying night oh my god #first my professor accidentally shook my bad hand and i didnt tell him it was A Bad Hand #people usually tell me i have a really good handshake but now my handshake look AWFUL like im sorry prof my hand has cysts in it #awful first impression and those are big to me.. #it gets worse though cause i went to get eggs and detergent and my card declined For Some Reason??? #the only strange thing i did lately was get gas LMAO I DONT ??? UNDERSTAND. #i mean i got my shit with another card i have but i didnt get the receipt the first time since i thought it was in the bag #but no it gets worse cause i cant even get into my dorm building cause for some reason my id card just. does not open that door #IT OPENS MY DORM ROOM BUT NOT THE BUILDING DOOR and then i couldnt find the housing department room #so i have to email them tonight. to fix my stupid card ig. #but no so i ran back out to ask the clerk if he still had my receipt and He Didnt. Fair Nuff so he just gave me a rough estimate #which is SOOO fun so heres to hoping i didnt underpay my credit card. overpay Ill Live itll prob just be a few cents more #AND THEN I HAD TO DO THE AWKWARD THING WHERE I SIGNAL TO THE DESK CLERK TO LET ME IN. AGAIN #but yeah... AND THEN I HAVE CLASS AT 8AM on god i might just skip since i want to drop the class anyway #but thats also MAD disrespectful.. ill just hope class ends early idk.. #so yeah. terrible night. it WILL get worse. #maybe ill make eggs.... not like i can buy food. i mean i CAN but ugh i hate doing credit card payment that shit so extra #and to top it off as i was leaving the store Again some mate was liek 'excuse me sir- oh im sorry excuse me ma'am' #MY GUY I AM WEARING A SUIT AND A FACE MASK AND I HAVE SHORT HAIR STYLED LIKE A DEBATE CLUB MEMBER #YOU WERE RIGHT THE FIRST TIME I PROMISE LMAO kms. fr. #ok im done ranting SORRY. thank you for the reminder baby hedgehogs got cute as hell names.. #im gonna try to think of old people to feel better...

[semercury]

I don't want to be at work I want to be home writing some silly little words.

#stuff sarah says #jk id probably be working on an s+ run in re/4/r #(tryna not get picked up by tags) #but we finished the cle/on movie/mini series last night and it breathed new life into my fic idea #tbh i was sad there was just crumbs but i think thats all any shipper gets with this series #but i wanted to write this fic before i work more on my cringe fic bc its short #and i love instant gratification #and i have a title. its some fu/n. lyrics if that tells you the mood... #''if youre right here why do i miss you so much?'' #and with ''now i just wait for you to talk to me but you wont even look at me baby'' as some ~flavor text~ #came up with the fic by being like ''they should get smoothies together :)'' with the bestie #and now im gonna make it sad #babe if you see this i def will send you snippits as i write the rough draft #anyway. i dont want to be at work for a lot of reasons #it feels weird. theres too many people here tonight #and i think we're gonna get done super early with stuff we needed to do? #idk. id rather be home #i dont want to work anymore ever. i think i should be paid for having amazing takes on fictional characters #and being mildly interesting to talk to and being bad at video games but still having a good time #that last one is a real talent. real gamers take their L's #anyway

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#other ppl: youll be fine! u r passionate abt what u do #no u dont understand. its not passion. im being consumed. im being devoured whole and alive. #its out of control and its killing me #stop trying to tell me im good. i can assure u its a problem and i want it to fucking stop. whats the point of being successful if u cant #even fucking breathe? #this has been my weekend in purgatory for some reason. but fuck u i got the fucking application 98% done so im gonna read it over tomorrow #when my brain doesnt feel like its gonna explode and thrn send it to the dude and idk see wtf he has to say about it bc im positive i #overwrote it bc im unhinged. whatever tomorrow im gonna spend another 4hr transfering algae #if i can. turns out ive given myself a headache and now i cannot sleep lmao #lol i wrote all that yesterday night. it appears i was having a bad time. and i continue to have a bad time bc my manuscript is 98% ready #for submission but i leave at 7.20 tomorrow morning for my flight and wont be home until 7pm in this time zone at the very least #which means ill have to fucking wait all day to submit i guess unless i use plane wifi or something. fucking idk #i also havent sent the application in yet and i havent bought any Christmas presents bc my brain is splitting into a million pieces #its 10 pm now. will is sleep tonight? who's to say i still have work to do on this fucking manuscript #at least my coauthor thinks itll only get sent back with minor revisions so it must look pretty ok #part of it is just me bitching abt inconsistent methods across papers bc it annoys me but also i dont give a fuck #i will fucking psychically control ppl to read this paper and use its knowledge bc the way they talk abt the topic annoys me so much #which is additionally annoying bc like i said i dont give a fuck #anyway im procrastinating #unrelated #my parents texting me today: yay we r excited to see u 🤗 #and im just laying on the floor eminating a demonic aura

[girlvinland]

Does anyone else feel just completely overwhelmed sometimes bc of just. How much information we take in every day? Like esp on the internet and having so much access to phone/computer/etc. Recently I feel like it’s just been so much it makes me feel extremely stressed out just, there’s so much social media where people are talking 24/7 and getting enraged and having discourse and then there’s so much news and most of it’s negative and just so much so much of everything I feel like I’m losing my mind sometimes.

#by bug #idk it’s never really affected me as bad as it has lately #it’s just the sheer amount of ‘content’ and talking and ads and just. everything it feels sometimes like you can’t escape it #I don’t know it’s just really stressing me out tonight for some reason #🥲 #i feel like I really need a break from social media (like outside of tumblr tbh bc tumblr is kind of my safe haven) #i greatly decreased the amount of social media I use but it’s STILL overwhelming #I cut out IG #wasn’t on Twitter got one to like art but I check it like once a week #have FB mostly for family #I use YT as tv basically but idk maybe I shouldn’t #this is the only place I really am active bc I like it but the ads are getting annoying too #sometimes discord feels like a lot too #bc there are so many servers and I mute them but just watching the notifs pile up is like #😫 #idk man I’m just tired #i miss when the internet wasn’t 100% capitalism and outrage at all times #I think I used to enjoy it more when it was more about actually connecting to others and less about trying to sell us product #or making us paranoid over shit #how can anyone stay positive and healthy surrounded by it so much

[larryjohnsoncosplayonthursday]

last

for realsies

#HELLO IM VENTING AGAIN IM SO SORRY #i am sick of everything the usual but i just need some fucking therapy and my diagnosises are taking too long because the system is shit #over here and i feel like i am a literal walking disaster a hazard to myself are my meds even working anymore idk? someone needs to lock me #in a fucking wardrobe before i loose my shit and do something stupid as fuck at least im self aware ok were growing this is called growth #wow ok amazing spectacular #like tonight ive decided i hate everyone again i want to quit uni actually might do it this time i just applied for a random job for no #reason i have a job but if i have 2 then i can over work myself to the max so i dont have to go into uni #i have three weeks off so now im cutting everyone off who knows how long this episode is gonna last for #i am loosing my god damn mind i do not want to do anything everything is so hard why is everyone so pressuring #i stopped doing some of my stupid habbits but now im just going full circle again so im thriving rn live love laugh am i right guys or what #AND WHY CANT I JUST HAVE A THERPAIST WHO CONTACTS ME ITS BEEN SINCE OCTOBER U FUCKING BITCH GO FUCK URSELF #anyway im in huge amounts of pain too idk what i do in my sleep or something but my shoulders hurt so bad #i hate wet tags on clothes when they stick to you throws up actually #i had stale fucking garlic bread today and i want to move out but if i move out then things will get worse for me #why cant i maintain a normal friendship without loosing my mind and hating everyone i mean no one knows my friends are pretty good with me #they understand but i dont know #ive come to the conclusion that i am just a shit

[musical-chick-13]

...That...sure was a reveal wasn’t it.

#Idk I feel like this example of 'mental illness plaguing my mind so it inspires me to hurt others because I see life as inherent suffering' #was done a lot better and a lot less overtly ableist than most examples #kind of like...it wasn't saying that having The Brain Disease is inherently Evil™ but more...lending context to the character's worldview? #I think it helps that as soon as he realizes that he's not changing anything and that there's a flaw in his logic he gets better #like he backtracks and apologizes and tries to help people in earnest #but I'm also just kind of...Idk do we really NEED another story where a mentally ill person is harming people because of their illness? #is that in and of itself an ableist trope?? I don't know!!! I am conflicted in this Chili's tonight!!!!! and by Chili's I mean my room with #a giant tub of ice cream I had delivered to me!!!!!!!!! #mc13 watches anime #but then again I don't consider my icon aka best character of all time to be an ableist stereotype for the reason of 'mental illness is not #why she's bad. she's bad because she chooses to be' and 'it makes her sympathetic and isn't some 'Inherent Reason Why She's Evil' #so obviously it can be done. and I think it's counterproductive to say that we can never write villains with mental illness at all #I also think. in this case. it's important to note that EVERYONE is a pretty bad person and none of the OTHER bad people are called 'crazy' #or referenced as being mentally ill in any way. it's literally this one person and he's the most fleshed out out of all of them? #so it's like. is my discomfort because I'm tired of seeing mentally ill Bad People in fiction due to Personal Issues or is this particular #instance an actual example of the 'demonization' problem #MANY THOUGHTS HEAD FULL (distressed) #the real horror was the ableism we found along the way

[holeposts]

you know it sucks being hot sometimes. I just want to go dancing w/out people staring at me all night

#ok it's usually not so bad but for some reason tonight like 5 men had their eyes locked onto me #like excuse me can i help u?? #idk why tonight. maybe I'm dressed extra hot or everyone is just trying to get laid b4 winter sets in? #whatever. still had fun

[welcometogrouchland]

ouughhh. Heart hurts somehow

#ramblings of a lunatic #in the emotional sense. idk man I'm just a bit in my feelings tonight #probably about going off to college? and being scared now that it's too real? and feeling bad bc i feel like I'm responsible for- #-my moms empty nest syndrome? and just. being scared to be bad at things #and i don't even have anything frivolous to obsess over to drown it out #it's. hmmmmmm #i need to learn to sit with being uncomfortable but. a little comfort rn would fuck severely #le sigh #I'm excited to go to college. I'm lucky to be able to go. i did well enough and have the means. I'm grateful #I'm just. yknow. angsting about transitionary periods and stuff yknow #I'm also getting better at communicating with the homies but i gotta get even better. like immediately i miss them so bad #idk i wanna have the like. space? ig? to angst about it #but i don't feel like i do for some reason #whether it's bc I'm trying to put other ppl (like my family) at ease or bc i feel like I'm complaining over nothing idk #it's just. mmm it's like weevils crawling all over me i don't like it

[toxicanonymity]

omg the way every inch makes me drool idk what u did to me i haven’t been the same since 😃 ur so talented i owe u my kidney for that fic alone ! would ever consider part two?? no pressure !!!

EVERY INCH 2

2200 words, m!ghostface x f!reader

follows Every Inch. NEXT: Every inch 3

SUMMARY: Last time you saw ghostface, he was unconscious from the car wreck and you had your way with him. Now, he's coming to take what's his. A/N: He's never unmasked so ANY Ghostface with a 🍆. Thank you so much for all the love on my first Ghostface fic. This was a "one shot fail" because of the engagement & enthusiasm so keep that in mind. night walks coded. WARNINGS: I8+ piv, noncon, ghostface calls himself daddy once, peeping tom, dirty talk, masturbation (both), knifeplay, hair pulling, manhandling, choking kinda, degradation, pet names (baby, sugar, nasty). NO USE OF Y/N. 

You've put Ghostface behind you, at least in terms of fearing for your life. He's finally left you alone. He must be too humiliated to face you after you restrained him and had your way with him in the car while he was passed out. You still look at the picture you took every day.  You'd like to get it printed and stick it on your bathroom mirror.  He looks so pathetic with his own mess all over his robe. But it's not just the humiliation you love to see. It's his cock. . .

Yeah, his cock.  You've thought about it more than a few times. He would've given you every inch. All you had to do was ask. And the video of him whimpering? You save that for special occasions. Like when you need to cum in a hurry. 

It's Friday night and you're lying in bed after getting home from seeing a movie.  You make sure your vibrator is charged before you start reading, but soon enough you get distracted.  You're looking at your video of Ghostface coming all over himself when a call pops up on the screen. No ringtone.  Your phone is still on silent from the theater.  

The restricted number still makes your heart jump even after such an empowering victory. But you rip the bandaid off and answer it on the first ring. "Hello?"

"So... how'd you like the movie?" the voice changer asks you. 

You panic and hang up, but when he calls right back, you answer again. "This isn't funny, whoever you are."

"You know it's me, baby. You feel it in your. . . pants."

"What do you want?"

"I asked how you liked the movie." 

Friday night. Lucky guess. You know he’s not going to let it go, so you might as well answer. You’re not going to give him the satisfaction of acting aghast that he knows what you did tonight.  "Fine, I liked it. It was fun,” you say dismissively. 

"Picked a bad time to refill your drink. . .  Missed a great kill."

Your heart jumps. ". . .you were there?" The theater wasn't even that crowded. How could he go undetected? Surely you would have recognized something about a man you rode into oblivion. 

He's bemused. "What, you thought I was gone? Nowhere?”

"wishful thinking," you reply. 

Ghostface says, “Oh, we both know what you really wish for. . .”

You’re not even going to argue. 

“How was your date?" 

"How was yours with your hand?" You retort.

"You didn't look interested.” 

"What, are you gonna ask me out?" Your face heats up as you hear your own words.

"Not tonight. 'Cause you've got a date with that toy and my picture, don't ya?”

You freeze. 

He taunts, "Want a third wheel?"

You ask, "How long have you been watching me?"

"Never stopped, sugar." You feel like a fool for thinking he had. “I’ve just been a little. . . distracted.” 

You scoff. 

". . . Okay, did you call just to talk?"

"Wanted some audio with my visual this time."

"Pervert."

“oh I'm the pervert," he chides. Your face is burning up.

"You know, you’ve still got something of mine.”  His knife. You’ve hid it somewhere special.  “Keep comin’ for it. . .but don’t wanna interrupt you.”  

You look out your window, which faces the woods.  "Cause you put on a good show, baby." There’s never been a reason to close the curtains.  You preferred to see danger coming. Danger like him. A lot of good that’s done you. 

“You’re a creature of habit, aren’t you?” 

Are you that predictable?  

“Lucky for me,” he adds darkly.  His breathing becomes audible.  “Oh, you like this, don't you . . . knew ya would. . .  .  .Dripping already.” His voice is steady through the equalizer, but his speech pattern tells you his dick is hard. And god damn if he isn’t turning you on. 

“Dip a finger and show daddy how wet you are.” 

Before you know it, you're doing it. You don’t show him, but you curiously dip you fingers and pull apart the clear string of of your arousal

“Two fingers . . let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”  You lie there clenching your thighs together. 

“Ah, fuck it. Go ahead, turn it on,” he says but you don’t move. You clench your thighs together.  “Turn it on,” he repeats firmer, and something possesses you to turn your vibrator on. 

“Yeah, that’s it . . .”

You don’t even need the picture now, or the video, or your reading. But you don’t exactly want to let him make you come this fast. 

He sighs and says, “You’ve got a nice, juicy pussy." He spits, which the voice changer doesn’t process.

You close your eyes and recall what it felt like impaling yourself on his cock. 

"You don't have to say it," he reassures you menacingly. "I know I’ve got a nice cock.” 

He’s right about that.  You close your eyes as you touch yourself.  You’re too horny to think straight, but in the back of your mind, you try to tell yourself he killed your friends. He killed your friends. It doesn’t make you any less turned on. You sigh in shame at yourself. How does Ghostface have you wrapped around his finger?

“Oh, it’s only natural, baby. This cock’ll fuck you right up.” God, why does that turn you on? “In the guts and the head.” 

"Real shame I wasn’t awake.” He breathes heavily for a few seconds. "Coulda been even better for you.” 

You fail to suppress a moan as heat is bubbling in your core. 

“Yeah. . .Can’t stop thinkin' about this cock, can ya?” 

You turn up the intensity of your vibe. 

“Not everyday someone takes every inch of this.” He moans weakly then spits again. “Filthy girl.  Swallowed it right up.” 

“So tell me, sugar," his breathing is even heavier now. "How do you want it?”

“What if i don’t” you lie, then gasp at the tension in your core.

“Then why’d you take it,” he says with a bite and the heavy breathing stops. 

“Because,” you pant. “It was there.”

You’re getting close.  “How do you want me,” you self-loathingly ask. He doesn’t answer. You look at your phone and he’s gone. Shit. You open the video you took of him and as soon as you hear him whimper, your body jerks as the tension bursts inside you. As soon as you finish pulsing, the regret hits you like a tidal wave. So fucked up. Soooo disgusting.  You need a shower. 

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You take a long, hot shower, listening to music. You sigh, feeling a little better already. You turn off the water.

“Soaking wet. That’s how I want you.” You freeze and the only sound is the dripping water for a few seconds while the song changes.  

“Come on, you’re smarter than this.” The voice changer echoes through your bathroom and you almost fall over. “What’s next? Going down to the basement?”

You stand silently in the shower with your heartbeat echoing in your ears.  There’s nothing you can do.  You squat down, hugging your knees.  There’s no good option.   

The shower curtain slowly draws open and he looms above you.

“My turn, baby."  The glint of a knife–your own kitchen knife–catches your eye. He tilts his head slightly and observes you for a moment.  Then he pulls your hair and violently forces you to your feet. You begin to slip and he catches you, then manhandles you out of the tub and you whimper. You’re thrashing around wet and naked.  He drags you to the bathroom sink and puts you between him and the sink, both of you facing the mirror. He reaches out and wipes the mirror with his robe to make sure you can see. 

The sight is surreal. You’re completely nude with Ghostface up against you.  One gloved hand cups your breast while the other raises the knife.  He stays behind you and holds your own kitchen knife to your throat.  

He inhales audibly. “So clean and so filthy.”  

You elbow him in the gut. “Let go of me.” 

“Afraid not, baby. . .” The hand leaves your breast and slides lower.  He presses on your hip, bringing you tight against him. “Too late now.” His hips push forward and the massive shape of his hard cock makes you weak. 

He holds you still with just one of his big arms as you struggle.  “Coulda had it how ya wanted.” 

The unwelcome throb between your legs is spreading through your abdomen. 

“Now you’re gonna take it right here.”  He keeps you pinned to the counter, the arm with the knife holding you still while he lifts his robe and tugs his PJ pants down.  “You’ve put me behind you after all.”  He jerks you back against him, pulling you off the counter and holding you tight against his hard dick.  He lightly trails the tip of the knife down your cleavage and your stomach, dipping into your belly button on its way down to your mound. Then he holds it handle-up and teases your cunt with the flat of the knife as you watch in the mirror. The cold metal sends a shiver down your spine and you watch your nipples harden.

“Who are you?”

“Your favorite bad guy. Ask me a. . . harder one.” He grinds himself against you.

“What do you want?”

“To know what your insides feel like.” You suck in a deep breath and register the smell of weed as his cock twitches against your bare skin. “When I’m awake,” he adds. 

He pries your legs apart with his knee, then his glove brushes your inner thighs as he aligns his cock at your entrance. “Oh you’re ready ready,” he says. He notches himself with the thick head of his cock resting snug against your wet little hole, then he holds you tight and shoves himself into you with a sigh.  You have to try not to moan with the most welcome stretch. “Hell yeah,” the mask says into your ear. Thank God you’re so wet, because there is a lot of him. He pulls back, then slams into you, bottoming out with a grunt then another sigh. You watch your face in the mirror and try to wipe the enjoyment off it. 

The hand with the knife rests against your chest as he pounds you. “You’re lucky you’re so hot.” You want to memorize the feeling of his cock inside you so you can come to it later instead of giving him the satisfaction right now.  He pants as he thrusts into you harder.  “So. . .damn. . . hot.” You look down watching your breasts jiggle as he rails you. “I don’t think so. . . baby.” He grabs your chin and makes you look back up at the mirror. Your drooping eyelids give away how good you feel. 

“Take it like a bad girl.” He grunts and brutally fucks you in the way you’re afraid only he can. No, no, you shouldn’t be thinking thoughts like this. “A real bad girl.” A climax is gathering in your lower belly.  “Cock hungry little slut,” he bites and it makes you twitch. “This pussy’s mine now, you know.” 

He buries himself inside you for another minute and makes it rough. “Now or never baby," he pants. “Know you wanna come on this cock.” God, you do. “Do it now.”  He slams into you harder than ever and groans as he begins to pulse inside you.  You can’t stop it. The feeling of his climax trips you into your own.  Your needy cunt chokes his cock, milking him of an unfathomable load.  He fucks you through it and your body jerks into his imposing, robed form. His cum is in every crevice of your core.  You can’t help but moan and sigh.

“Good girl,” he says.

His cock slides out of you, leaving a void that slowly caves in on itself. He tucks it back into his pants. 

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Ghostface forcibly positions your chin to take one last look in the mirror. Then he picks up your phone from the counter and forces you to swipe the camera on.  He points it at the mirror and says, “say cheese.” He tosses your phone back on the counter, then slams you chest-first into the back of the door with an impact. He holds the knife to the side of your neck and says, “you’re welcome.” He really smells like weed.

“Now where’s my knife.”

“I don’t have it,” you claim. 

“I don’t believe you.” 

“What’s so special about it?”

“It’s mine.” 

“The cops have it.” 

“No they don’t. Why are you lying?”

You’re not really sure. He presses the flat of the knife so hard against your throat you start to choke. “Okay,” you manage hoarsely. He lets you breathe.  You look behind him toward the toilet. 

He drags you by the elbow to the toilet. He opens the back of it and the knife is wrapped up in a grocery bag. “You watch too many movies,” he says. He pushes you out of the way, opens the door, and leaves. The song turns to Call Me by Blondie.

NEXT: PART 3

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anti-Anti Venom anon here again, I’m toiling w ideas now: you mentioned the symbiote always having sentience but the sentience being dormant or like the symbiote is unconscious, what if they’re just heavily sedated??? Every other host of the anti Venom symbiote is just told that they’re not sentient, so they don’t question it, they don’t reach out because they think they don’t need to? So the symbiote stays sleeping. But once a curious host TRIES to make contact and communicate, they wake up??

I MEAN the sedation to the point of being unconscious is kinda the whole deal with venom symbiote in venom 2011 though 😭 which i will forever be upset about

so this whole situation is complicated by the way anti-venom came about in canon. it’s introduced as being some sort of residue left behind by venom symbiote in its hosts even when no longer bonded. IN PARTICULAR, the original anti-venom host is eddie. it only “comes to life” after eddie is magically healed by that one guy

so anti-venom specifically comes about with eddie, who is at like his lowest point, having shunned venom and the venom symbiote. this anger towards venom symbiote is like, inherent to anti-venom, it's literally in the name, he is literally anti-venom. and of course it's a play on words because anti-venom has healing powers due to that magical guy, but still, like he is quite literally not only a narrative antithesis to venom, but he is also like super mad in an unhealthy way at venom

so in the framing of anti-venom where it’s another SYMBIOTE born out of venom symbiote’s ~residue~, then i can see why eddie, specifically, either wouldn’t REALIZE that the symbiote is sentient, or would be in such an angry fucked up state of mind where he didn't CARE. he’s so mad at venom symbiote that he hates all symbiotes and so he seizes control for himself, carries out yet another revenge quest, doesn't even spare a thought for even the potential that anti-venom is a symbiote with its own mind as well

but i’m really unhappy with this whole arc in the comics, i find eddie’s sudden tailspin towards hating venom really out of nowhere and out of character. don't get me wrong, the (haha) venomous hatred towards someone he feels victimized by is 100% in character, but compare this to the 80s and 90s comics where eddie and symby are AT THE VERY LEAST, IN THE MOST NO HOMO WAY EVER, best fucking friends forever, if not outright lovers, its just so.... strange to put it lightly. where did this hatred towards symby come from? all the comics that lead up to this change in dynamic only ever justify it by having the symbiote act out of character as well, as in, weirdly fucking demonic and abusive, when again that's not how it was in the original comics, and so i’m inclined to get to the root of the problem and just take everything derivative of the first majorly OOC comics with a grain of salt. and so i’m unhappy with the whole weird cancer arc, the whole weird violent breakup (theoretically i'm down for messy drama like that, but again the way it all went down all originated with an OOC mess so i cant bring myself to enthusiastically enjoy it), and ultimately anti-venom as well

SO BACK TO THE MAIN POINT OF THIS ASK: i can see why in this context eddie would treat anti-venom, as a symbiote, like this. but i hate the whole way that situation came about, so i dislike it, and i dislike anti-venom. so my ideal way to warp anti-venom into something that’s not just a cycle of abuse that never should have happened if the root comics hadn't gone off the rails, is to keep it as just this “residue” thing. like quite literally just residue. symby leaves its cells behind, enough to maybe mimic another symbiote, but they're just mindless cells. not an actual symbiote, because there's not enough cells to create a clone or offspring. just, mindless cells. like leaving a few strands of hair behind in a room - part of you, part of your appearance, but not like, anything resembling another person. but in doing so i think this would majorly nerf anti-venom, since it would have venom's powers but just severely weakened due to not being an actual symbiote of its own but just residual cells. unless i guess we go back to the magical healing guy and say that he granted these leftover cells with like extra power enough to make anti-venom as formidable as it is in canon. (but in canon this magical stuff also makes anti-venom's powers like, thematically opposite of venom's, so like, idfk. lmao)

and see it’s SO CLOSE to actually BEING that interpretation in canon. it’s just that they STILL DESCRIBE IT as another symbiote. which gives this “mindless leftovers” concept some really bad implications, ie the ones i complained about before! ALL they had to do was not describe it as another symbiote and the concept of anti-venom would be totally a-okay in my mind (or as a-okay as i could be given that it's derived from the whole cancer arc that i despise)

anyway this is all really long and barely related to your point in the end so TL;DR, the only way i can really see anti-venom, as an actual symbiote, being in some sort of unconscious state is because eddie specifically repressed it while he was doing all the rage revenge healing killing false prophet things. which is the only way i can make sense of canon but i dislike it because 1. i'm so sick of seeing symbiotes being mistreated goddamnit and 2. banks on this whole weird arc of eddie's that imo shouldn't have come about, at least not in the way it did in canon

#sorry for taking forever to answer this ive been going out of my mind in the bad way all week #likewise sorry if none of this makes sense. i am not right in the head #ask #Anonymous #v posting #MARTIN LI. thats the magical guy's name #for some reason i thought it was mark #then again i was talking to a guy named mark earlier tonight so maybe thats why #anyway canon presents it as like martin's weird healing powers make the residue act not as a residue but as an actual symbiote as well #like the healing powers bring it to life as an actual symbiote rather than residual cells #but for my own peace of mind where symbiotes are no longer mistreated. and mitigating eddie's stupid fucking arc during all this #i'd rather it just be. the healign powers make those residual cells just like. multiply #but as i used the hair analogy #then you just have a bunch of hair. #you dont grow a whole person then. its still just. hair. #so now you have a bunch of symbiote cells enough to do all the cool power stuff but its just. Cells. #IDK. im not a biology major. then again neither are comic writers