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zaceouiswriting · 2 years

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The elf and his supernatural harem Pt.1

Characters: Jordan Parrish x male reader, Deputy Strauss x male reader

Universe: Teen Wolf

Warning: Filthy smut

Magic always was something strange. It is powerful, but sometimes unpredictable. You could cast a healing spell and for some unknown reason threw a fireball into the next town.

Or trying to summon a minor tree golem, to help with work and instead finding yourself in another world.

With your long sharp ears tingling and your hands being numb. A world with very little magic left. What meant that you needed magical plants that save it or magical beings that produce it but not give it to the world, to get your powers back.

If you ever wanted to get home, you needed a lot of it. Presumably, the magical energy of at least twelves of such beings.

But it wasn’t always easy to find them, especially without you getting their magical signals from far away. In your momental state, you needed to be extremely close to them. Almost kissing distance.

And that was exactly what you did, after you left the forest and stepped on a strange black way. It felt hard as a rock under your naked feet.

You believed it was some kind of street so you followed it. Until you heard something terrifying. Without waiting to find out where these sounds came from, you jumped back into the forest. Waiting, until the sound would be away again.

There on the strange street, you saw a massive construct that was very fast. Almost as fast as the forest elves jumping around in the trees.

But you had the feeling that this thing was on the way to civilization. It was just a feeling but you trusted it. As you always do.

And your feeling was right. You soon came in contact with humans. Luckily you already are familiar with these type of people. Not necessarily on good terms, but good enough to understand, that you needed to hide your appearance.

Not only your cloth, which looked otherworldly. But especially your pointing ears. As far as you know, most humans a xenophobic and to be classified as a danger to their race, was not something you wanted to.

As you hid your appearance and magical manufactured clothing that would fit you right in the crowd, your magic was almost completely gone.

Already your weakened body, almost gave up on you. The air without magic, hurt in your lungs. If you are not soon in company of something that could give you magic, you would properly die.

You tried your hardest to walk straight, but as soon as you walked out of the forest, to get near the town you just found. But before you even could get near it, something loud stopped you. Blue light was stopping you in your tracks.

In your state, your reflexes were horrible. So when two guys, grabbed you, so you would look at them, the only thing you could do was looking dizzily at them. They looked good. Even for human standards, they were extremely attractive. One of them had an strong magical aura inside of him. With the burning passion of the graco fire pit the only entrance to the Graconian flames. A power strong enough to destroy entire worlds.

Nothing in this moment mattered more than getting this magic out of him and in you.

Your lips pressed against his, trying to pry them open, so you could stick your tongue into his mouth and slowly collect his magical energy.

But his will was strong and he was able to push me away. His eyes were widened and his hands clenched into fists. None of his reaction were much of a concern for you. Already knowing that the man had liked it. Not only because of the feelings he was emitting but also because of his tight pants.

The other man, with much less magical energy, like a normal human being, was differently. You could feel hesitance coming from him. Almost fearful of you.

You did not care the slightest. Before he knew it, you kissed him and because of what happened before, his mouth was slightly ajar, as you pushed your lips on his and your tongue in.

It did not took long until you could feel the sensation of a little bit of magic filling your insides again. But you needed the other man more. So you used the magic you had gathered from this human, for a little seduction spell.

You punctuated your finger tip and made a symbol on both of the men bodies. The man you were still kissing, got his at the top of his chest, while the other one, got his onto is lower arm.

For only one second you needed to get away from the human, to mumble a single word, before your blood carved itself in their bodies. Marking them for you as long as you desired.

Not only planning to use their magic as much as you wanted, but also their now completely willing bodies.

At first you kissed both men alternating. Before you began to open up their shirts. Neither of the men did anything to help you, because they were more or less willing slaves at this point. Only doing what you are telling them.

The strong muscles underneath their clothing was a massive turn on for you. You always loved human for their physique. Elves, normally did not get buff. Your body builds are just too slim.

But these specimen? Absolutely perfect in your eyes.

After opening up their shirts and feeling their muscles, you opened only their flies. Not their pants completely, only opened it up enough to get their already erect dicks out.

And both of them could only be called magnificent. Even so that the human man was a little bit smaller as the other one, his dick was beautiful. But the other one, was massive.

Back home, you had something with a human general, called the titan of Asgarad. Why presumably should have one of the biggest cocks known to men. But this normal guy already upped him.

Before yourself even noticed it, you were already on your knees. Both men leaning against their machinery. Moaning and grunting while you worked their dicks. With your hands, tongue, even a little bit of teeth. But especially your lips.

You could hear them getting wild, while you had the time of your live.

Your head was bopping up and down on their big dicks, even deepthroating the smaller human one, but miserable fail by the bigger one. Which got you a dark lustful chuckle out of him. You wanted so despreftaly to reprimand him, but before you could say something he pushed you back onto his cock.

Something that should not have happened. They should’ve been mindless slaves and not break free from your magical grip.

While you were choking on the big dick you got forced down your throat, the other guy walked around you. Ripping open your pants. Before you knew it his tongue tried to breach your entrance.

As soon as it did, you became a moaning mess, which in return, only helped the man who brutally fucked your throat. Not even caring that he was theoretically still completely dressed, while he had began to take or in his case burn the clothes off of you. Until you stood naked on this street. With one of the men licking your entrance, slapping your butt, while the other one brutally assaulted your throat.

You loved every single second of it. Not only how they were handling you, but also their dominance. Clearly putting you back in your place, showing you what in their eyes real men to with their prey.

At this point you were so far away, that you not even registered, that the man behind you began to fuck you with his cock, laying half on your back, while he completely destroyed you hole.

You also did not noticed, who both stopped doing anything to you, just for the bigger one of them, lay down in the backside of their machine, they sitting you on his cock and the other guy also entering your behind.

The only feeling you were running after was the release of you and both men. You wanted to feel their warm seed inside of you, them giving you everything you needed to become strong again.

Both men fucked you in their own rhythm, which took you by surprise, but thinking wasn’t manageable at this point in time. Your brain already checked out, only wanting the pleasure these two guys gave you. Their hot sweat all over your body.

Feeling them and the friction between your soft skin and their clothing. Which gave you the hint, that they still were your sex slaves, with a dominant personality.

In this moment of short clearance. You only could scream internally at yourself. You used the wrong word, and now even when they are at the beginning the willing slaves, they become the masters, after they got naturally too horny to hold back.

But maybe it was just a blessing in disguise. Because you loved everything the were doing to you. Holding you in place, choking you with their massive hands, handling you body after their own will.

And neither them seemed to really get tired, not only the normal human. It was fantastic, until you out of the sudden came, screaming unintelligible things, which got both of them cum at the same time.

It did not take long, until the fog your magic had done to their head, was lifting. They were still marked as yours, as they will be forever, but now could think without being captive of your spell.

Firstly they seemed to panic. Both wanted to get out of you, but the moans you made after them trying, were enough to stop themselves in their tracks.

They could not know, that you were still gathering their magical energy and needed them to stay in you.

But as you finally broke down onto the chest of the man below you, the one on top of you pulled out. Carefully lay down besides the bigger guy you were laying upon.

„Who are you?“, the human strangely casual asked you. As if things likes this were happening every single day in his life.

„My name is (Y/N), and yours?“

„Strauss,“ the blond handsome man answered you with a cocky smile. Someone who only uses his last name, either his first one sounds stupid or his parents did not love him enough to give him one.

„Jordan Parrish,“ the man still with his cock in your ass, answered lowly into your ear. A cold shiver ran down your spine, as you heard his sexy voice.

His body was hot, it felt if it was on fire, but he could not burn you. Thanks to your high elven heritage, nothing that burns can harm you. Which made this man, your perfect private guard.

„And what are you?“, the man below you asked you further. Feeling down your pointy ears.

You just looked up to him, smiling. „That is a question for another day. Now you need to help me. I need as many supernatural or magical creatures a possible to have sex with. Can you two help me?“

For a second, both men looked at each other grinning from ear to ear.

„We can under one condition,“ the smaller male besides you told you. As you nod in agreement, he grabbed your head to kiss you again.

„The two of us, want you for the entire day for ourselves.“ The man below you finally finished the other mans proposal.

But you only could chuckle at this, „You both already are owned by me. We will have sex whenever I want. And I did not really asked for you help, I was more of an command.“

Just to prove a point, you let the magical elven runes burn up on their bodies. „But I still am on board with it. Just this time, I want it more comfortable. A bed maybe?“

And before you knew it, the smaller guy was handling the machine, while the bigger guy, Jordan fucked a little bit into you, with his again hardened cock.

Maybe you made an error in taking advantage of a lesser race. But they felt so good. You can’t wait until your harem was complete, but until then, you would milk these two guys of all magical energy they had, until they needed to reproduce it themselves. Which could be a long night for you, but you were all for it.

#Jordan Parrish x male reader #Jordan Parrish imagines #Deputy Strauss x male reader #Deputy Strauss imagines #Teen Wolf x male reader #Teen Wolf imagines #x male reader #male reader

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phantasmicfish · 9 months

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Okay so I want to get all my good omens s2 thoughts out there in one big swoop and try to sound coherent… and ofc I’ll later post exclusively what I loved because there is A Lot to love about this show!

I largely loved the first four episodes. I thought they were amazing, there was fantastic chemistry and humor between Aziraphale and Crowley. The back in time sequences were brilliant and slightly darker than they were in season 1! I felt they portrayed Heaven in a more critical light than we’ve seen before… ex: Heaven condoning the murder of children, messing Job’s life over a silly bet, kicking Crowley out for asking several questions.

I think the back in time sequences really showed Aziraphale’s struggle with his desire to follow Heaven/God because they're the Good Guys verses what Heaven/God is actually telling him to do being straight up bonkers. We see the first time he lies to other angels to save Job’s children, but this deed ends up in direct violation of God’s orders, so there’s this internal moral conflict here…

It was amazing to see angels and demons try to understand humanity and fail, versus Aziraphale and Crowley who are well-versed in humanity and their traditions and have the upper hand in this regard.

I love love LOVE Jim. I mean, Gabriel. I mean, James! The dynamic between him, Crowley, and Aziraphale was amazing! You have this horrible, completely awful boss who’s narcissistic and self-centered and completely detached from any form of human emotion… and you wipe his slate clean and stick him with two characters who think he’s a mega level asshole and watch their interactions unfold. I think Aziraphale promising to protect Gabriel and then upholding that promise despite Gabriel being a douche is so sweet, so in character… and Crowley going along with it even though he hates Gabriel with all his heart. And the way Crowley struggles to reconcile and accept this version of Gabriel with the one he’s seen in the past was very interesting to watch. Gabriel learning the alphabet, dusting the bookshop because he wants to be helpful, Gabriel jumping out the window because Crowley tells him this is how he can help Aziraphale really sold it for me— now, without his memory, Gabriel is kind and nice and just wholesomely curious. I think I would have liked to see more Gabriel-as-Jim scenes before he got his memory back, which brings me to what I don’t like about the show, namely, the last episode.

(HRHSHSHSBSZHSH)

So, the ultimate episode has the big resolution— it’s revealed Gabriel decided against a second Armageddon after his blossoming romance with Beelzebub, then he gets his memory back and the two of them go off together to live a life of romance and love and all that on Proxima Centauri, presumably.

And.

Just.

It’s too neat. It’s too tidy. Crowley and Aziraphale had all of creation to alleviate their prejudices and fall in love *cough they just don’t know it yet cough*. It’s not believable to me that Gabriel and Beelzebub would fall in love in such a short period of time based on such minimal interactions, I feel like love (a very human thing) is something pre-Jim Gabriel would look down on altogether. I wish we had more of Jim. I would, frankly, be fine without seeing the return of Gabriel altogether… or at least some scenes that show Gabriel as being grateful to Aziraphale and Crowley for hiding him out and risking destruction just for him…

I don’t know. I think that end was wrapped up too neatly and too tightly. I’d be happy if Gabriel never got his memory back this season, and we see the continuation of Jim in season 3. Why build a character up only to have him disappear just when we start to like him?

I didn’t care for Nina and Maggie. I thought they were superfluous in every sense of the word. I feel like their characters had a lot of potential in the beginning and then the plot just sort of ended up… not doing anything with their characters? Nina is in a maybe emotionally toxic relationship with Lindsay, but then that ends and we don’t even get to meet Lindsay. Maggie’s character has no development except for her love of Nina and her owning a record shop. And the two of them giving advice to Crowley at the end to just talk to Aziraphale just didn’t do it for me.

I was crushed when Aziraphale was asked to rejoin heaven and did so immediately and with open arms— it’s like that scene at the bandstand all over again, when Aziraphale said, there is no our side. He still believes in and wants to follow Heaven, whereas Crowley made his peace with being on his own side (not Heaven or Hell’s) many years ago.

So, essentially: I loved the show, but I’m not satisfied with the conclusion to Gabriel’s story or Maggie/Nina’s involvement, which sorta soured it for me. I do love the show! Especially every back in team featurette with Crowley and Aziraphale, any and all Crowley and Aziraphale interactions in the present today together and with Gabriel, the major ship vibes this season was pumping out! It was funny and lovely and aside from the imo lackluster Gabriel resolution, all around great!

#sorry just wanted to get all my thoughts in a bit ranty thing done and out of the way #long post #good omens season 2 #good omens season two #good omens #good omens spoilers #good omens season 2 spoilers #go2 #go2 spoilers #aziraphale #crowley #good omens jim #the archangel gabriel #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable husbands

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poisonouswritings · 2 years

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GROCERY SHOPPING WITH THE GREIFERS.

Lucan is picking out some nuggies, milk, eggs, instant coffee and some protein powder for his work out. He also keeps pointing at the most random stuff asking if it's needed.

Elowen just yeets a bottle of straight vodka in the cart then leaves

Balsam is the Mom Of The Group so he's picking out vegetables except he's stopping to read what each product contains so it takes forEVEr. Also I dunno why but I feel like he has reading glasses.

Tulsi also luckily has some sense and picks out important stuff like batteries, bulbs, shampoo n conditioner, bandaids, etc. She's just vibing and following along the cart with earphones in. Ask her what she's listening to so y'all can share the earphones and vibe together <3

Sage is sitting in the trolley while you're pushing it around and of course he's flirting with you ;) hey mc ;) thanks for the ride ;) but he finally shuts up when a bottle of vodka mysteriously lands at his groin. Poor kitty. But he does also occasionally yank your favourite snacks from the shelf and keep it in the trolley.

They do ultimately end up forgetting something tho

I FEEL LIKE SOMEONE WOULD GET PLANTS BUT I DUNNO WHO. Probably balsam. Smexy plant dad balsam? Shirtless balsam who's only wearing grey sweatpants putting on gardening gloves? Lil thing of tools strapped around his hips? And he's making this hot concentrated face? nad,,,an ,d he abs are squished together..cause of how he's hunched over,,,lil bit of sweat drips from his nose,,,,then he goes to shower and comes out with a towel wrapped really really low at his hips and his hair is down?,,,,lird habe mercu.,,,duhvfghjjhjhvi,,,,,,,,,hmgmhmhmHHHHAHEM AHEM-

-egg anon (dumb bitch anon)

Balsam would be a sexy plant dad,,, hehehe,,,,,

GN!Reader, Modern!AU, the Griefers share a braincell, Colored Bullet Rule (Balsam, Elowen, Lucan, Sage, Tulsi)

I would also like to suggest Modern!AU Griefers all sharing a house. Which is presumably why they're shopping together.

I'd like to imagine that Lucan and Sage take turns sitting in the cart. So this time is Sage, next time it'll be Lucan, so on.

Anyways this time it's Sage and big boy is sitting with his back to you so he can tilt his head back to look up at you,, keeps nuzzling against your arms/wrists,,, love-bites you a few times,,,,,, kitty likes being taken care of sometimes y'know?

Lucan gets the dino tendies. He insists they taste better than the normal ones. You can try to read the ingredients to prove they're the same thing but he doesn't care. They're Fun So They Taste Better. He will fight you on this.

If you guys are at a Target or Walmart or whatever and there's a bedding section, Lucan and Sage are grabbing pillows and attacking each other. Balsam lets them do it so long as they don't break anything. Once Sage gets bored he uses the pillow to take a nap, assuring you'll have to buy it because his hair is all over it now

If he actually does fall asleep he uses one hand to hold yours,, kitty needs you to be close,,, zzz,,,,,,,

You're standing still for too long (maybe trying to decide between two brands or whatever?) when Tulsi just sneaks up from behind and cuddles you. And at first you think she's being cute and clingy but then she sets her chin on your shoulder (she might have to stand on her tiptoes) and asks you if it's weird that you can look at something and your tongue will instinctively know what the texture would be like. You slowly look over at her one mounting dismay and she smiles really sweetly, kisses your nose, and drifts away to listen to her music

Seriously look around and pick something and you'll know what the texture would be if you pick it. Horrible. Hate.

Elowen,, doing this,, also go spam this art with love!!!

Balsam carefully weighing fruits and veggies before bagging them,,, he needs to be precise,,,,, it takes him forever to do literally anything,,,,,,,, and if you try to leave him he just grabs the cart and drags it back over next to him,,,,,,,,,,,,, Sage keeps bitching about it because he's bored

So when I was younger and we had to go to the market and it was taking too long my mom would get me a Lunchables and I'd eat it in the cart and we'd formally buy it when we checked out (course I'd usually eaten it all by then but whatever) and anyways you have to do that for both Sage and Lucan.

You try to get Balsam to hurry up by flirting with him a little,, lightly holding his waist and swaying a little like Hey If We Leave Here Soon Maybe You Two Can Have Some Fun ;) and Balsam leans over to smooch your cheek and says Nice Try But He Needs To Make Sure This Cookie Butter Has An Acceptable Amount of Sugar Before He Lets Lucan Get It

The toy section,, Tulsi keeps fiddling with the Rubik's Cubes and looking at the Legos and whatever and she always gets a Hot Wheel! She has a collection.

You jokingly throw a ball and Lucan sprints after it. Makes you throw it again. You're playing fetch now. Why would you do this.

You get a plushie for Sage and nuzzle it against his cheek and he's so flustered,,, soft,,,,,

Elowen casually taking the cart from you and ramming it into corners/walls/whatever to piss Sage off

Tulsi comes over and hands you one of her earbuds because a song you like came up on her playlist

Balsam checking all of Lucan's protein powder before letting him put it in the cart. He needs to make sure puppy isn't ingesting ungodly amounts of caffeine or smthn

Elowen throwing vodka in the cart (yes hitting Sage in the crotch, not on purpose but hey it's funny) and then grabbing you and dragging you away because she wants to go look at clothes

Alternatively Elowen dragging Tulsi away to look at clothes and Sage just dying because vodka is heavy,, you get him a bag of frozen peas,,,, Lucan is laughing his ass off

Tulsi gets some fairy lights for her workshop and she gets them in your favorite colors

Plant section! Balsam spends nearly an hour agonizing over the precise shade of green he's getting with various mint leaves or whatever,,, you try to help but honestly there's no helping this man. He's on his own. You just leave him there and go to grab some juices.

Yes the checkout person looks at you (Sage) weirdly.

Sage refusing to get out of the cart until you guys have shoved the groceries in the car. He's at least gracious enough to take it to the cart corral himself.

You all came in the same car so,, you uh,,, you're gonna have to sit on someone's lap for the ride home ;)

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #sage lesath x reader #elowen de bhaldraithe x reader #lucan de Bhaldraithe x reader #tulsi ain x reader #balsam x reader #sage lesath #elowen de bhaldraithe #tulsi ain #lucan de bhaldraithe #fren asks #egg anon #ozzy answers #ozzy daydreams

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wolves-etc · 1 year

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thoughts on The Last Of Us episode one, largely in the order I had them:

[thoughts on: 1.2 | 1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5 | 1.6 | 1.7 | 1.8 | 1.9]

(I have some spoilers from tumblr, a vague awareness of the older gays & younger gays situations, and a friend's recommendation that I'd really like this show. I didn't realise how evocative this would be in a mid-pandemic world. the show quickly set me right.)

— all kudos and respect to mr "I have an opportunity to infodump to a crowd about disturbing fungal diseases and I am going to make the most of it." loses points for warning people about hypothetical future dangers while actively smoking at them.

— the views we get of the crowd and the host during the second half of his speech are interesting - they're so still, all rapt attention, while he's talking about humans made puppets. it's unsettling.

— and the visuals during the theme music? gross. the guy who recommended this to me is squicked out by fungus. I may have used the words "wetly unfurling" while confronting him about this.

— I'm struck by the apparent ritual of joel setting his alarm, sleeping through it or ignoring it, and having to be alerted by his daughter anyway. he's a mess. (<3)

— there's something very real and unsanitised about their home environment. sarah's presumably not the worst cook in the house, but still they're eating eggshell. there's takeaway in the fridge that tommy sniffs before having any (though I wish he didn't decide against it then put it back.)

— and joel's shirt is on inside-out. bless him.

— sarah and joel passive-aggressively siccing the neighbours on each other is bitchy and great

— the first glimpse of the unrest of the pandemic being someone visibly panicking, closing the shop, herding sarah out, telling her to go straight home? I'm trying not to do too much real-life comparing. but that's ouch.

— we have a dog!! a border collie!! mercy I love you I am giving you up for dead given the genre we're in but I very much hope to be proven wrong <3

— "three nails plus one cross equals four-given." please, please tell me people don't speak like that. lie if you must

— the mental shift from "that blurry old lady in the background needs medical attention" to "oh. oh this is a horror show, the characters just don't know that yet, oh no" was a fun one

— "and you were never gonna [get the watch fixed] for yourself" OH BOY

— it's functional depression vibes in joel and it's intense. he won't get the watch fixed for himself, and he probably wouldn't celebrate his birthday for himself either - I'd buy that the pancakes could have been more for sarah than him, but then she insists on cake, and he doesn't suggest anything he'd enjoy better. still, he seems willing to make an effort because she wants to, and that's nice.

— that moment, sitting down to watch a movie together, sarah falling asleep against him? joel's a mess, but he has a good relationship with his daughter, and that's refreshing to see. there's real love there.

— mercy is a very good dog and sarah COULD DO WITH MORE ANXIETY SLASH SURVIVAL INSTINCT, FRANKLY,

— and we get the first glimpse of joel being brutal and unhesitating when it's called for. the sense that he's already made a shift in thinking that sarah's slower to - she's scared, crying, not yet really believing that it was necessary.

— sarah in the back of the car being smart enough to put together - given what she knows - that any one of them could be infected. it's awful.

— "[they've] got a kid, joel." "so have we. keep driving." fuck

— (how must that feel for sarah? if she's the thing to be protected, it must be her fault.)

— okay the infected's too-quick movements and bird-like head tilts? very "inhuman software on human hardware." it's cool.

— this scene here, though. there's a lot here. they're saved, in the nick of time, by a soldier. the soldier receives orders that he has to double-check. joel calls him sir, says please don't, has to know what's coming. it's unfair and it's horrible and there's nothing he can do.

— and I had a lot of thoughts about that. about how the US military - quite aside from the huge wrongs it does to other countries - promises people to chance to do some good, and to be a part of a family, and betrays them on both counts. leaves its soldiers with trauma and no way to manage it. leaves them, perhaps, with chronic depression, in a job I don't even want to speculate about because neither the military nor construction work are kind to the body. it's betrayal on top of betrayal as standard. and it's cruel, very cruel, that the military betrays joel again here. (edit for reasons and for at least one "article" possibly lying to me)

— and it's a fucking needless way for sarah to die. fuck.

— okay. okay.

— we get this little reminder that the birds, the trees, the sunlight, they all keep going. no matter what goes on with humans. and I, for one, find that comforting.

— and that comfort is VERY NEEDED because holy shit it's twenty years later and joel barely even hesitates to throw a bound child's body onto the fire. (practical and brutal, when it's needed. I don't even want to wonder whether he's done it before.)

— he's still wearing his broken watch and he is very much not okay.

— tess is all steel. I'm a little scared of her as a person and I love her as a character. what the fuck are they both up to that they can handle criminal dealings like this.

— "I promised him you wouldn't hurt him, but I would very much like for you to hurt him." CLEAR AND TO THE POINT.

— no but that's a lot of fun though. clear communication, what seems like no real lies when she's negotiating with her captor, just a forthright attitude that's so easy to believe and a comfortable willingness to mislead him.

— "you don't have a fucking ear on your fucking head" would be a fun way to accuse someone of not listening

— "y'all talk it through, but please remember that I'm bleeding out." I LIKE MARLENE

— and here we see joel's fight response to trauma, which will, I hope, serve him well. that flashback was evil though.

— what the FUCK is the expression on ellie's face. is that awe. is that delight. miss, you're very fucked up, do you know that

things I expected: ellie being a murder child; joel being a traumatised badass with a soft spot for her. did NOT expect ellie to be THAT much of a murder child, or joel's soft spot to be that well-armoured. this is gonna be interesting to see.

and I didn't expect tess, who's interesting, and scary in her own right, and rugged in a way women aren't generally allowed to be in the zombie genre. this was a really pleasant surprise.

#the last of us hbo #the last of us spoilers #tlou spoilers #angst tag #orig #at the time of polishing I have actually seen and loved the next episode too #remains to be seen whether I'm gonna tidy up my thoughts for each one but I'll try #just don't look too deeply into the tangent about the military and we'll all be fine <3

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peaterookie · 1 year

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Lupin III Chapter 88 Review

Its hard doing manga reviews

BECAUSE MAN, THE FIRST HALF OF THIS CHAPTER SUCKS. Finally gonna give a content warning for: torture, child murder, rape, and zenigata slander please read this review with discretions thank you

I'm just gonna get this over with

So in this chapter, "Lupin and Jigen" capture this guy from the special police task force and basically tortures him until he tells them his true identity.

Lupin's been told to do this from a mysterious shadowed man we never really knew the identity of but he basically tells Lupin that he's being too soft and he tells Lupin to bring the police's son and kill him in front of his dad. So he reluctantly does it, the child gets washed away in the sewer water and gets horribly electrocuted by a wire. yayy.....

So the police guy is very reasonably angry and goes on what is apparently a "blood rage" and smashes Lupin and Jigen with a chained mace i think? Then Lupin finally knocks him unconscious and leaves him there

Then a mysterious woman whos presumed to be working for that guy rescues him from the sewer

Soon after, the woman's fiance returns home and proposes to her and she accept, hm how sweet. Then of course, Lupin comes out of nowhere to ruin everything.

He rips the women out of her fiance's arms and suddenly kisses her and threatens to rape her if she doesn't spill out where the man she rescued and what his identity is ..

She tries to resist and the fiance tells her to just confess the truth to Lupin, which she doesn't and Lupin rapes her :(

I told you, really rough chapter... honestly i doubt anybody's reading this lol

Lupin then just leaves and the fiance gets really pissed at her for not resisting and just telling the truth??? Bro get mad at the rapist not the victim this dude is crazy. And then he leaves probably breakng off from her

The woman is distraught but is approached by the police man who probably found her after that incident. He tells her that he's the one she saved and to dress up and drive somewhere out.

Lupin and Jigen look in the distance and a tear rolls down Lupin's eyes, and he saids that this is the hardest job he took.

The shadowed man appears again saying that now the police man and woman will be hunting for Lupin to get revenge, then... the son of the police guy appears???seemingly unscathed????

THEN GUESS WHAT

IT WASNT LUPIN NOR JIGEN IN THIS CHAPTER. IT WAS ZENIGATA AND A RANDOM DUDE WHO DECIDED TO DO THOSE STUFF JUST TO BLAME LUPIN FOR ALL OF IT

THIS WAS JUST A PLAN THE ENTIRE TIME, A HORRIBLE PLAN!!!

i have no words to describe how much i hate this first part of the chapter, but luckily, its doesnt get worse from here.

Part 2!

Now we get the real Lupgang, who already know of Zenigata's plan and is hiding inside a wrecked ship. Zenigata is attempting to sneak up on them, but Jigen shoots a rock straight towards Zeni's head and the three split off elsewhere

yknow what he really deserves it this time

Lupin enters an empty cabin where he finds that the policeman he captured in there escaped! Him, along with the woman tries to kill Lupin but he successfully convinces them that they were tricked by Zenigata and none of their misfortunes were his fault.

Lupin then returns the kid to the policeman from a balloon, and they hugged,,, sniffles sniffles

Lupin's face looks consistently devious in this chapter idk why

Goemon and Jigen then return wearing policeman outfits but it appears that everything went smoothly so they take it off. wow.

AND THEN THEY GET CAUGHT BY ZENIGATA. He tells the two police task forces to capture Lupin, which they reluctantly obliged like wow ok thanks for being unhelpful

But, Lupin uses the balloon trick on them and leave them floating on the sky. I wonder if theyll get rescued later...

ALSO SEE LUPIN LOOKS SO DEVIOUS GOD I LOVE IT

aaanyways so he only has Zenigata and the shadowed man to deal with (who is now unshadowed and revealed to just be a random fat dude) and he decides to just lift up a giant anchor and hit them with that! Wow genius

Zeni tells him to drop the anchor (but ok you cant tell my babygirl what to do you're my least favorite character in this chapter already) He does it, and the anchor drops Zeni and fat guy down all the way into the ocean... i guess they also got balloon'd without knowing.

the end.

#the second part was worth it but the first part is just horrible god #lupin iii #lupin the third #jigen daisuke #lupin iii manga #goemon ishikawa xiii #inspector zenigata #what an emotional rollercoaster #local lupin manga fan screams about the manga as per usual #this chapter would be the best if zenigata was replaced with a random villain

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raitrolling · 1 year

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was thinking about chucklevoodoos earlier cuz while i dont enjoy writing subjugs at all i do like my Funky Fucked Up Mind Powers

glasya’s astral projection / dream walking ability is related to their dormant chucklevoodoos, which would have been the ability to trap trolls in their own worst nightmare. in their current state, they can warp the dreams belonging to those they astral project into, but instead it changes the dreamscape to match their own (aka Horrible Flesh Hell based on their own nightmares)

viltau and shirei presumably have their own dormant chucklevoodoos, but i havent thought too much about them. i had originally considered viltau’s to be emotion manipulation of some description (such as making trolls feel more excitable, but also more violent), but i think manipulation of the senses could be more interesting. maybe making trolls feel hunger cravings for certain things, or making non-food items smell irresistibly tasty. shirei ive got no fuckin clue lmao

lanthi is just an npc, but shes also the only troll of mine who is actually part of the cult. her chucklevoodoos allow her to implant and manipulate memories via suggestion. she uses this to insert herself into people’s lives by asking if they remember her from their childhood, and then uses that to gain their trust. because of course youd want to welcome an old childhood friend back into your life, wouldnt you?

belial (the trenchcoat guy i drew the other week) is a troll so old he actually predates chucklevoodoos being a Thing in canon - from what i could tell the concept was introduced in august 2011, but i’ve got sprites and doodles of him dating around june-july 2011. in his original concept he had psiionics that were constantly active and made anyone who spent prolonged amounts of time around him start to feel depressed. if i were to properly revisit him i think i would make his powers chucklevoodoos and have him be an ex-subjug. his voodoos would be either be emotion manipulation or emotional vampirism, and some circumstances forced him to overclock his powers until they just straight-up broke and now they affect him more than they affect other people (and then got ousted from the cult as a result). man literally out here weaponising sadness

#ooc #glasya elliss #viltau espino #shirei amynta #its kinda Wild to me to be a veteran fantroller who made ocs that predate canon thats been around for years #belial's psiionics predated chucklevoodoos. charon predated limeblood canon which is why i consider him legally an oliveblood

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Can we just talk about the joy that this theory brings me

Ya know the theory that Gregory (security breach) is Evan Afton, Glamrock Freddy is Micheal Afton and Vanessa (Vanny) is Elizibeth Afton? I mean, I LOVE IT. And sure, I’m not a fan of security breach as a part of the franchise. I have a full post about that from recently if you wanna check that out, but this theory makes me appreciate the game A LOT more than I did before. Like, for example, let’s look at this ending of security breach:

When you successfully save Vanessa, you’re shown this drawing of her, Gregory and Funtime Freddy eating icecream on the hill together. A family torn apart by tragedy and circumstance reunited to finally be kids together. It’s the perfect ending. Not to mention the resemblance between the hill in this drawing and the cemetery hill:

The franchise has always followed this family; the Aftons. The dad, William Afton, being the killer. The purple guy. The man responsible for many children’s deaths and a series of horrible chain restaurants all linked back to disaster and torment. The mother fallen victim of suicide if you are to collect and listen to the therapy CD’s in security breach (given that the Vanny = Elizabeth theory is correct) and then rebuilt using remnant into Ballora. The sister, Elizabeth, following her curiosity of her fathers newest animatronic right into her death, going on to possess the animatronic “baby”, then presumably being rebuilt using robotic parts and such (which is expanded upon in other stories in the novel. This is not new to the lore), and then finally the two sons, Evan having his frontal lobe bitten off by one of the animatronics after a bad prank his brother pulled, resulting in his death (and possible rebuilding), and Micheal, the last living Afton, who we play as in all the games. He follows his fathers past desperately trying to right the wrongs that have been left behind.

Aka: the story has LAYERS. The whole thing is about, not just William, but the siblings. They constantly try to reconnect with eachother. Everytime Golden Freddy (who is possessed by both Evan and a ghost ‘Cassidy’) flashes the screen, we’re left with the message “It’s me”, which was first interpreted as some scary horror game bullshit is now understood as a helpless younger brother calling out to his older brother, “It’s me in here!” So heartbreaking ngl.

Now, before I get hate, let me explain why I believe each of the siblings ARE Vanny, Freddy and Gregory.

Evan = Gregory:

Now, this one is often hated on, but I think the evidence is easy to follow. We all remember the signature line that drove all us theorists CRAZY! “I will put you back together.” Presumably said by Evans toy Freddy, but written in a slightly different font colour than his normal text. It could be a mistake, but let’s not forget that Scott doesn’t make mistakes. The deeper into the lore we got, the more literal that line felt. Story after story in the books talking about a distraught child’s death followed by a grieving parent rebuilding them via robotics. Now let’s remember that the talking Freddy doll was made by William, Evans dad, to spy on him and keep him inside. So when the doll says “I will put you back together” that’s coming straight from the mouth of stabby stab himself, purple guy. “You are broken,” he says, and as any loving dad would, he will put him BACK. TOGETHER.

Now let’s read this line from security breach,

spoken TO GREGORY from Freddy. What odd wording.. it almost reminds me….

An obvious nod that that NOTORIOUS LINE! It’s also apparent that in the original script, Freddy said “You’re bleeding, you are hurt.” But they changed it to “you are broken” because it fit the story more. Could be a mistake right? SCOTT. DOESN’T. MAKE. MISTAKES.

Now, let’s get to the design.. because this one is clear as day. Evan is only shown in 8-bit form with brown hair, a strand falling between his eyes, two stripes on his shirt and shorts. Gregory is introduced with brown hair, a strand fallen between his eyes, two stripes on his shirt and shorts. How much thicker can they lay it on? He was rebuilt just like Charlie, (Henry’s daughter/ the puppet.) it would also explain the bad ending of security breach where Greg escapes and runs into the street where he’s living. Him being homeless is totally understood considering the fact that both his parents are literally dead (except William ig because dear old dad always comes back) and he isn’t even entirely human.

Micheal = Glamrock Freddy

Now, this one I love. Micheal was burned down with all the animitronics and his dad by Henry,

“And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.” - a speech from Henry to Micheal as he burned down the building.

And the security breach location was built above that burnt building as shown in the ending. We all know ghosts can haunt the animatronics, so who other than Micheal to guide his younger brother to safety. Plus when they enter the basement, Freddy goes mad. This isn’t an exact quote, but he starts saying things like “I know this place, I’ve been here before, I am not me, my friends are down here” etc. “my friends are down here” is telling. He knows these spirits which WOULDNT be the case if he was just an AI. There was also a quote in the OG script for SB that I’m now having trouble resurfacing (MatPat spoke about it) where he said that he remembered Gregory. I just think this theory is really going somewhere. It almost makes up for the shit that security breach added to this fandom, lmfao.

Elizebeth = Vanny

Again, we know about the rebuilding of kids being a constant in this franchise, so we all know this is possible.

Now let’s talk about the CD’s from security breach. If you collect them all and then load them into Michaels secret room in the basement, it plays recordings from therapy sessions between Vanessa and her therapist. They date back to Help Wanted where (if you didn’t know) Vanessa was the tape girl who guides you through the story of Jeremy and the weird shit going on with glitchtrap. There are a few lines that stand out. The therapist talking about her mother’s death which fits right in with the story of Ballora and the plot of the kids and dad. Her therapist also says, “I remember your dad. Bill, right?” Which got me confused for a moment before I remembered that Bill is short for William. Also her resemblance to Elizabeth with the golden hair and green eyes which is enough proof because, idk if I’ve ever mentioned this but, Scott doesn’t make mistakes.

So to put it simply. They’re siblings and it makes Security Breach almost salvageable.

#security breach #five nights at freddy’s #fnaf universe #fnaf #glamrock freddy #fnaf theory

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im-juggling-fandoms · 1 year

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The Mamba and the Mouse

Before anything else, I feel the need to warn ⚠️ sensitive people. I write nasty and have absolutely no control of myself when a story unfolds in my twisted head and my fingers starts to type all the shit down.. Haha.

If you are easily disturbed or anything like that you have now been warned.

3 years after the events unfolding in MGSV. Eli and his boys finds a village, Y/N village, and decides to take some well needed rest within it. You quickly begin to develop feelings for the cocky little shit and to your surprise, he seems to have taken an interest in you too.

Y/N and Eli is the same age, presumably 15-16.

Reader x Eli/White Mamba/Liquid Snake

Nothing had been its usual self in your quiet little village since those rebellious boys came in, guns showing off and threatening your leaders to silence and obedience. The rest of you didn't dare to do anything else than follow their every demand with a smile on your lips.

These guys were dangerous despite them being so young. They would kill you and not blink an eye if you did so much as voice yourself too much.

So that's what you did. Kept quiet. Lurking in the shadows, observing them. For days.

Or should we just be honest with ourselves? You watched him. The one they called the White Mamba. The one who ordered everyone around all day from his throne made out of a damn basic white plastic chair. Well, there he sat and ordered everyone around with his British accent. He didn't even have decency enough to put a shirt on, his six pack and veined, muscly arms were for everyone to look at.

Your friend Teresa whispered to you on a daily basis what a horrible guy that was. That she longed for the day he would leave this village and peace once again could be restored. You told her that you agreed with her. That you couldn't wait for him to leave.

That was a big, fat lie.

He intrigued you. He made something happen inside of you. Your stomach felt tingling and weird everytime you laid eyes on him and your pussy.. yeah, it was wetter than you had ever been before. It ached almost painfully.

You tried to soothe it by touching yourself but you weren't used to it and it didn't help much. It made you feel irritated and on the verge of crying. You were so fucking horny for him.

"It's been over a week, Y/N, it feels like they're never going to leave." Teresa whined quietly beside you where you two stood at your lookout spot. You had a perfect view over his throne from here.

"Teresa," you began while turning to her, "I'm sure it's just a matter of time before they're bored and moves along."

Teresa's eyes were almost bulging out of her head as she stared blatantly behind you.

"Come on, let's just do something fun today. What do you say?" You tried to cheer your friend up even if you didn't want to do anything else than to sit here and look at the piece of art on his high throne.

"Uhm.." she mumbled, still staring behind you instead of at you so you turned around and froze immediately.

He stood mere inches from you, staring you down with his blue eyes.

No one said anything for seconds. You stared at him and vice versa.

"I have to go." Teresa squeaked and hurried away. You broke eye contact with him to watch her jog away into the false safety of her house.

What a coward. To leave you here all alone with him. You would never had abandoned her in a situation like this.

"You have been watching me." He declared and broke the thick silence.

"Uhm.." you cleared your throat quickly, "What do you mean?"

Stupid.

You knew exactly what he meant.

He grinned and showed of a set of straight, pearly whites and looked over your shoulder.

"Follow me." He said and began walking towards the potato cellar.

A cold shiver ran up your spine.

He had heard what the two of you had said about him and now he was going to kill you.

You were sure of it but even so, you could feel your feet moving and yourself catching up to him by the cellar door.

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He stopped in the middle of the cellar with his back against you. You could literally hear your heart pounding in your chest in tact with the panic that slowly crept closer and closer to you.

He turned around slowly and looked you up and down. His face stoic and unreadable as he did so.

When he took one step closer to you, you took one back. Carefully keeping your eyes on him as he stopped dead in his tracks.

"I'm not going to hurt you." he said and began walking closer to you again. This time though, you stood still and waited for his approach.

Now, he was so close that you simply could just reach out with a little to no restraint and touch his scarred and bruised skin.

But, he got closer to you first, his hands stretched out before you and,

He lifted the dress over your head so you were left in nothing but undies and then he carelessly tossed it to the side.

"Lay down." He nodded to the floor.

"I'm a virgin." You blurted out, quickly feeling ashamed of what you shared so openly with this guy that you really didn't know at all.

"I'll be gentle." He smirked. You weren't too sure about that.

You lied down on the cold floor, extremely aware of how much on display you were for him and it made you self-conscious.

He sat down on his knees before you and reached for your panties. With a little to no entanglement, he got them off and tossed them aside as well.

You shut your legs together tightly, trying to hide what you wanted him to touch the most. It didn't made sense at all but you had never been in a situation like this before. It was new and scary.

"Spread your legs, Y/N." He drawled with his intoxicating accent. If you weren't so dizzy by the situation you would've been shocked that he knew your name.

You did as you were told and spread them for him. Widely.

"What about your clothes?" You asked quietly.

"I'm not going to fuck you, today, Y/N." He must've read the confusion in your face because he quickly added, "Today, I'm going to make you come with my tongue."

You blushed heavily. It was vile but so erotic at the same time. You could feel the wetness pouring out of you as he had uttered those words.

He didn't waste anymore time. Instead, he placed himself onto his stomach and leaned in, so close to your dripping, wet chore.

He tasted you first, a slow lick from your aching entrance up to your clit. It caused such a sensation that you gasped loudly which caused you to put a hand over your mouth to silence yourself.

"Don't do that." He said unapprovingly and reached for your hand to remove it from your mouth. "I want to hear you, Y/N."

You wanted to apologise but you found yourself completely forgetting words as he put his mouth to your clit for a gentle kiss before he began lapping at it as if his life depended on it.

Your back arched and you shut your eyes tightly as the sensation washed over you once more but this time much stronger.

With every swirl of his tongue, immense pleasure shot from your clit throughout your entire body and it made you moan out.

It embarrassed you for a second but he brought your aching chore even closer to his face by scooting you closer to him by the hips all the while he kept going dutifully.

You didn't think it was possible but the pleasure overwhelmed you and became stronger and stronger with each flick of his soft, skillful tongue.

You moaned again and again and you found yourself not being able to shut yourself up as the pleasure took over completely and made your legs on each side of his head shake violently.

And then.

Boom.

It felt as if you exploded with pleasure.

The shame left with it and you screamed. Not a "please help me" scream but instead a "omg I'm absolutely having my first orgasm by the hands of my unbelievably hot crush" type of scream.

His mouth left your pulsating pussy and he sat back on his heels.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and watched you quietly yet curiously.

All the energy had left your body and your legs were still shaking a little. Your pussy felt numb and incredibly satisfied.

"Is that what you had in mind?" He asked teasingly and you raised your eyebrows, not quite catching up with what he meant at the moment.

"I mean, you've been watching me for days. And I've been watching you as well, Y/N." You blushed by his straightforward approach.

"I've seen how you stick your legs together, clearly bothered by it, before you sneak away. I've been following you. Yesterday was when I decided that I just had to taste you."

Your eyes shot up to his in pure horror. "You didn't watch me...?" You trailed off, not sure how to put it in words.

"Oh, yes I did." You buried your face in your hands, too embarrassed to look at him.

"I touched myself as I watched you. I came in my hand as I watched you touch yourself like that, knowing it was me you were aching for."

"Oh my god.." You were tomato red in the face but he didn't seem embarrassed at all. His eyes displayed curiosity and playfulness.

His pants contained something as well. A bulge was visibly evident in his cargo shorts.

"Do you want me to.." You pointed to his pants, "do something?"

"Do what?" He replied smugly.

You shrugged, embarrassed by the lack of experience you really possessed.

"I don't know." You shrugged again.

He let out a chuckle and stood up. He began undoing his belt and zipping his shorts down. He let the pants and underwear fall to the ground hastily and out sprung an erected, thick cock which he grabbed and squeezed a few times, his eyes never leaving yours while doing so.

"I know I said that I wasn't going to fuck you today but I don't know if I can withhold myself much longer." He groaned, "I bet it would feel so good to be inside of you." He closed his eyes for a few seconds and reopened them, his eyes now more serious but a veil of lust were clearly embedded in them.

You were unsure if his cock would fit inside you. You had tried before to push your fingers into yourself and it had been painful and hard to do, it had felt as if you were to tight and the pain wasn't a nice feeling at all so you had abandoned it completely.

But you had never been this wet before. Never in your life had you been this turned on.

"Do you think you would fit, uhm.. inside me?" You asked, keeping your eyes to the floor to avoid his penetrative eyes.

"I don't know but I suppose I must." He shrugged with a smirk.

"Well," You continued, still worried that the two of you would try only for him to not fit inside you and you were scared that it would disappoint him. "How did it go before me? Was any girl a virgin? Did it go alright?" You blurted out a bunch of questions at him and for a second he seemed baffled by them all. You couldn't understand why since he up until now had been very open with everything.

"I've never been with a woman before you." He said with a shrug.

"It's not funny." You whined, not believing for a second that it was his first time eating pussy. No way.

"No, why would it be funny?" He asked, a little bit of defiance could be heard in his voice.

You realised that he was serious. He was as much of a virgin as you were.

"I'm sorry, I thought-" you began.

"It doesn't matter." He cut you off and fell to his knees before you once again. "Let's try. If you're too tight, I can try using my fingers and tongue on you again and that might help." He was so much more confident in this than you were.

He came closer to you and placed himself between your legs. He then grabbed a hold of his cock and guided it up and down your soaked slit a few times before he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed himself into you, slowly.

It hurt, you would lie if you said it didn't.

You grabbed him by the shoulders and accidentally dug your nails into his skin.

He groaned and looked up at you, his eyes foggy with what couldn't be anything but pleasure.

"I'm almost.." He groaned again, "all the way.." He pushed forward the last inches and with that, he was buried to the hilt inside you.

He lingered a little like that, his eyes finding yours to see if you were okay. You showed him that you were because despite the pain, another sensation had formed in the pit of your stomach. An sensation that made you lean up to his face with yours, as you kissed his soft lips slowly.

As your lips connected, he pushed his tongue into your mouth and you welcomed it with your own. As you were making out, he took the opportunity to move inside you carefully. Out, and in. Out, and in.

"Fuck." He breathed out heavily as he withdrew himself from your mouth and hovered above you instead.

"What is it?" You asked worriedly. Afraid that it might hurt him or afraid that it wasn't up to his expectations.

"It feels fantastic, your cunt, it's so.." He trailed off and chuckled a little.

"It's what?" You asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Wrong?" He asked in disbelief. "I've been fantisasing about this for a while but its better than I thought it would be like." He confessed.

He continued to fuck you, now harder than before. He withdrew himself almost completely and slammed back in. Grunting and moaning as he did so.

He was so beautiful. In pleasure like this, inside of you. So close that he physically could be.

Your own pleasure came too. When he slammed back in with the most lewd moan you've ever heard and it was like music to your ears, you felt it in the lower part of your stomach.

You moaned together, his moans grew more desperate by the second and with a shaky grunt and a jerky movement, he had come undone.

He got up from you and put his boxers and shorts back on. He found your panties and helped you put them back on. You found your dress and put it back onto your sweaty body.

Your hair was a mess, his too. Bur he dragged his fingers through it and it made him look sexy and dishevelled, you had to admit.

The butterflies in your stomach hadn't settled one bit. They had multiplied and flew around in your stomach like crazy. You blushed when he looked at you.

He smirked deviously before he turned around and went back outside, leaving you to your thoughts.

Did that really just happen?

For a few minutes, you just stood there in the middle of the cellar and stared in disbelief at the door he went out of.

You, had just had sex. For the first time and on top of that you had orgasmed for the first time in your life as well. You could still feel the lingering sensation of him on you and you sighed deeply.

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"Oh my god, are you okay?!" Teresa exclaimed as she watched you exit the cellar door.

You locked eyes with her for a few seconds, trying to understand what she was so riled up about. She looked like someone had died.

Teresa grabbed you by the hand and brought you over to her house. It was empty since her parents had to work all day long in the fields to provide the village with fresh food. Your parents worked with the security of the village and they had failed immensely. Now, they were listening to your lover's every wink and command.

"Where did he hurt you, Y/N?" Teresa asked in distress as she pulled your dress up and searched your skin for something that wasn't there. "Oh, you have to show me so I can clean you up!" Teresa was on the verge of tears. She was totally distraught and you understood what she must think. You went alone with him into the cellar. She must believe that he took you down there to hurt you in some way.

"Oh, Jesus, I heard the screams but I, as everyone else were pushed away by his men. Please, Y/N, show me. I can help you."

You stared at her blatantly as she checked almost every inch of your skin.

"He didn't..." she trailed of her words and began to sob, "Please don't tell me he took adventage of you?"

"No!" you managed to get out as you detangled yourself from her prying fingers and eyes. "He didn't hurt me!"

She looked completely dumbfounded.

"Bu-but.." she furrowed her brows in thought. "I heard you screaming. Don't tell me that you didn't because I heard it, as well as the rest of the village! You don't have to cover for that sick scumbag."

"He didn't hurt me." you repeated matter of factly.

"Then," Teresa came closer to you as if it would help her to understand you better. "Why did you scream?" her voice was just above a whisper, as if she was scared for the answer.

You didn't know what to reply. Should you tell her the truth or should you just lie to your best friend?

Her brown eyes searched you and you could see that she was really worried about your well-being.

You were fine. Actually, better than fine. But, how would you put it into words without her making a total scene about it?

"You can't tell anyone." you said, as you leaned in closer to her.

She shook her head immediately, "Of course not, whatever it is it stays with me if you want it that way." she reassured you with a warm smile.

"We uhm.." you began, Teresa nodded for you to continue so you did, "We had sex."

Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head.

"He raped you?" the tears were back in her eyes.

"No!" you quickly said, "No. It was consentual."

She looked like you were joking with her, unsure about the information you just had bestowed upon her.

"That doesn't explain why you screamed like that." she shook her head, "You don't have to say that it was consentual if it wasn't, I would never blame you. It's not your fault that he's a sick bastard."

You had about enough of this now. It angered you that she spoke like that about him. You understood why she did it but you couldn't accept it nonetheless.

"I screamed because he licked me. Right here" you said as you pointed to your vagina. She blinked in disbelief at your sudden change of manner. "I screamed because it felt so fucking good it made me orgasm."

You took a step closer to her and she watched you like you were a complete maniac.

"And after he made me come, he fucked me and it felt so good, Teresa. It felt so goddamn good."

"Why are you saying this?" she asked, disturbed to the core by your words.

"Because that is what happened."

"But, you hate him! You've told me so, why on earth would you let him anywhere near your body?" her arms were crossed against her chest and she looked more angry now than in disbelief.

"I don't hate him, Teresa. Don't you get it? I just agreed with whatever you said but in reality I couldn't stop watching him because he made feel something by only looking at him." you let out truthfully.

"Don't tell me you've fallen in love with that phsycopath!"

You didn't want to fuel this conversation with more fire so you just turned around and walked right out of her house and she let you. Before, if you had an fight she never would've let you go but this time, she must think you had crossed a line that she wasn't going to forgive.

You steered your feet to where you knew you would find him while the entire village were watching you and whispering.

Let them, you thought. You had only one thing on your mind right now.

You saw him sitting there in the village's centre on his chair, his hands behind his head as he was soaking up the sun.

His boys noticed you before him and one of them hurried over to him to whisper something.

You didn't understand the language that they were speaking but you heard the younger boy refer to your lover as "Eli" and you found yourself smiling to yourself a little. A bad boy like him with a pretty name like that. It didn't suit him but at the same time you couldn't find a better name for him.

"What do you want?" Eli asked you, his eyes calculating your every move as you walked right up to him. His boys gasping as you walked so close and lowered your upper body so that your noses almost touched.

"Commander?" one of the boys asked alarmingly.

"Go away." he said and for a second your heart dropped to your stomach because you thought the words were directed at you. As his boys began to hurry away from the scene, you let go of the breath that you had been holding in for a few seconds.

"What do you want?" he repeated and you stood up tall, while he remained seated.

"Do I have to want something, Eli?" you replied and for a split second his eyes narrowed but he shook his head as if to get rid of whatever he felt at the moment and stood up as well.

"You want me again?" he asked, a smirk playing on his soft lips.

"I just had you, like fifteen minutes ago." you snickered.

"Then what is it?" he sat himself down again, a visible pout on his pretty face.

"Can I just-" you sighed out loudly, "Sit here with you?"

He looked you up and down as if to see if you were fucking around, when he made sure that you weren't he got up from the chair again and held out his arm towards it in a gesture for you to sit down.

"What about you?" you asked, eyeing the chair varily.

"I can sit between your legs." he said and nodded toward the floor in front of the chair.

"Oh." you said, but found yourself sitting down in the chair and Eli sloping down infront of it, his back against your front and your thighs on either side of his shoulders.

You looked up and saw Teresa with her parents standing by their house. They stared in both disbelief and dislike.

They looked at you as if you were a traitor and maybe you were. Maybe you should hate Eli just as they do.

You looked down at him where he proudly sat between your thighs, his arms now resting on your lower thighs and knees.

You couldn't possibly hate him. You just couldn't.

---

The night fell upon the little village and people withdrew themselves into their warm and comfy little houses for a good night's sleep.

You hadn't thought twice about what your parents would say when you returned. They would most likely be ashamed and angry with you for showing off in the village center with Eli for the entire day.

Maybe, you weren't even welcome there anymore.

You glanced towards your house and pain shot through your heart.

Where the hell were you suppose to go?

You didn't have to think further about it because Eli stood up from where he sat and held a hand out for you to take.

You took it without hesitation and walked with him, wherever he was leading you.

"Where are we going?" you asked curiously.

"Inside." it was a short and quick answer and you let it be. Inside sounded good to you because the nights had gotten colder.

Eli led you towards the old couple Freeman's house.

With a second thought, you hadn't seen them in a while..

"This is Freeman's house." you said as you stopped in your tracks before the door.

"Mhm." he nodded and opened the door and walked inside, leaving you outside in the cold. He left the door open for you and the curiosity got the best of you. You walked over to the door and went inside.

The Freeman's were nowhere to be seen in the kitchen and living room. Eli's boys had put mattresses onto the living room floor and were now lying down peacefully with a gun beside each and everyone of them.

"Where are the Freeman's?" you asked Eli as the two of you walked upstairs.

He shrugged, "At someone else's house I guess."

You were okay with that answer. At least they weren't brutally murdered like some were at the beginning of Eli's takeover. You shivered at the thought of it and decided to bury it deep into your forgotten memories. You didn't want to remember that, at least not for now.

He walked into the master bedroom and jumped down on the bed with a satisfied sigh. He put his hands behind his head on the pillow and closed his eyes slowly.

"Uhm.." you began and he opened one eye to look at you. "Where am I supposed to sleep?"

"Beside me?" he nodded towards the empty spot beside him and you nodded cautiously.

He sighed loudly and sat himself up in the bed.

"What?" he asked, irritation vivid in his dark voice. "You can sleep with me but not beside me?"

"No, no. It's not that." you began but he had already gotten up from the bed and walked past you to exit the room and leave it to you completely.

"No, wait!" you shouted after him but he kept going. Was he offended?

You hurried after him and grabbed him by the arm in the hallway and that made him swirl around on his feet and stare you right into the eyes with those intense blue ones.

"I would love to sleep next to you. I'm just not used to these kinds of things." you smiled a little to try and ease up the tense situation. "I am sorry if I offended you in any way, I did not mean to."

He looked you over before he leaned in and kissed your lips ever so softly.

You were taken aback for a second or two but then dug your fingers into his blonde locks and made the kiss deeper.

Before you knew it, the two of you were back in the master bedroom, still kissing and grabbing each other fondly wherever you could reach.

Eli stopped the kiss abruptly and you gave a look of surprise before you realized he had only done it to get his boots and pants off.

You went with it as well and got rid of your sandals and dress at the same time as he was getting out of his boxers.

You weren't even thinking about being ashamed for being naked next to him as you dropped your bra and panties to the floor and looked up to him, your eyes locking for a few seconds before you began kissing again. This time though, you could feel it becoming more and more desperate as the both of you swirled each other's tongues around the others and you could feel his hardness poking into your stomach every now and then.

He stopped the kiss once again and laid himself down on the covers of the bed and motioned for you to come and join him.

When you laid down beside him he wasted no time at worshiping your body. His mouth found your nipples and he nibbled, licked and kissed them as his hand snaked down between your legs.

You opened up wildly and his fingers found your clit and rubbed it at a slow pace and dipped one of his fingers down to your center to rub the insides of you every now and then.

"Eli.." you moaned and his mouth left your breasts to look up at you.

His blue eyes were filled with so much lust that it made you ache even worse than before. You just wanted to please him and have him please you too.

Two of his fingers fucked you steadily as he watched you writhe and moan in pleasure. His eyes never left you for one second.

"Please.." you begged him.

He entered another finger into you and you shook your head, "No.." You moaned, "I need you, now.."

He withdrew his fingers and put them into his mouth to suck off your juices before he put himself over you, his arms holding his weight up from crushing you.

He entered you slowly, looking into your eyes as he did so.

Both of you moaned as he was engulfed inside of you completely.

He moved inside you slowly all the while the two of you were kissing and touching each other almost lovingly.

He came pretty fast and you didn't blame him. This was very new to the both of you and it had been incredible. You never thought that sex could have anything to do with passion. It had been pure passion between you and Eli, you shared kisses, moans and he praised you between said kisses. You felt so good. You were so beautiful. You were so soft and warm.

You told him how handsome he was and how happy he made you feel. You could almost detect a smile on his lips as you had said those words.

He wasn't quite done yet, though.

He scooted down between your legs to clean you up with a towel he had found at the bedstand and when he had discarded it to the floor, he went in and began kissing and licking your pussy.

You held his hands as you erupted loudly between the four walls of the bedroom. Your legs shaking even worse than they had done earlier.

He looked up at you, his mouth messy from your juices and his saliva and you snickered quietly.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just so.." your words couldn't cover up for how you felt right now. You pulled him by the arm instead and motioned for him to lay down on the pillow. When he did, you laid your head on his chest and snaked your arm around his toned stomach.

It didn't take long for you to fell asleep quietly as he petted you softly over your hair.

---

The weeks passed on in the same manner. No villager talked to you anymore as it became more evident by the day that you and Eli had a thing.

You spended your days by playing Ludo with Etepe, talking about books with Eli and as night fell on, you and Eli withdrew yourselves from everyone to make love.

The two of you were very curious about sex with each other and you explored it without any shame at all.

You came to realize that Eli loved to have his cock sucked and therefore you did it as much as you could and he let you.

You also ventured and tried different positions, you enjoyed to have him taking you while the two of you laid on your side. He came in so deeply into you and it made you orgasm. He didn't have to lick you after every love session anymore.

Not that you didn't enjoy it because you really did. So did Eli.

He was also adventurous and ate you out on the counter top in the kitchen while his boys were in the living room supposedly asleep.

The both of you knew that they weren't sleeping because how could they with you being so loud as he kissed, sucked and licked your soaking, aching pussy?

It thrilled him on and the two of you didn't only engage in oral sex at that counter top that night. You also made love to each other right after he had made you come with his tongue.

He was loud when he came and you couldn't help but wonder if he actually wanted his boys to hear what the two of you were doing. As if he was trying to show off that you were his girl.

You were unconditionally in love with Eli and you felt as the love was returned. He kissed you, looked into your eyes as if you meant the world to him. He also praised you very often and started to give Etepe, the boy you used to play Ludo with, a hard time. He could push him around and shout at him for the silliest things and you found it almost laughable that Eli was jealous. If he only could see himself through your eyes..

---

You woke up abruptly that morning and sensed immediately that something was wrong.

Eli wasn't beside you.

You checked the clock and it was only a quarter to eight.

You got up and looked out through the window.

No Eli anywhere.

You heard a car somewhere nearby and a few of Eli's boys speaking hurriedly in Kikongo, their language.

What the hell was going on?

You dressed as fast as you could and pracitcally ran down the stairs and shoved yourself through the front door.

A big van was parked on the short side of the house and a few of the boys jumped inside with bags and weapons. You saw Etepe coming out from the shed a few metres from you with a bag filled with guns.

He seemed distressed and on edge.

"Etepe!" you shouted and he turned towards you, his eyes turning sad as soon as he laid them on you. "Where's Eli, Etepe?"

"I am sorry." he said before he jogged away from you towards the van, jumped in the back and closed the doors behind him.

"Etepe!" you shouted after him, panic starting to fill your entire body.

The car turned around and as it did, you saw Eli sitting in the passenger seat, his head turned away from you as if he didn't want to look at you.

"Eli?" you gasped in total shock. As the van started to drive for the road behind the house, you started running after it.

"Eli!" you screamed in pure distress, your heart ripping into a million pieces as the van drove further and further away.

You didn't stop running. You ran and ran even if the car was nowhere in sight anymore. You couldn't stop running until you couldn't breathe anymore.

You stumbled down to the ground and let out the most heart breaking wail you've ever heard yourself before. The tears streamed uncontrollably down your face.

You felt as if you were dying.

Maybe you were. You weren't sure.

Your heart ached so badly that you almost thought that it actually could be something real, like a heartattack.

Of course it wasn't. You told yourself.

He had just left you here like some cheap whore without so much as a goodbye.

You buried your face into the grass and screamed and cried, there, you were for hours and hours until someone found you near the end of the day.

You couldn't talk. You couldn't even walk.

You were apathic.

The man, who you have heard afterwards were Teresa's father, carried you to your home and your parents let you stay there until you were able to communicate again.

When you told them that he had left they became furious with you for your behavior up until the current day. They cursed you and told you that you had brought shame upon the family.

You couldn't care less. You couldn't seem to care about anything anymore. All there was were pain.

You stayed at the village for a few months but then you hitchhiked your way out of there and lived on the single hope that you would find him again soon...

#eli mgs #liquid snake #liquid snake smut #mgs smut #liquid snake x reader #metal gear solid fanfiction #mgs fanfic #young liquid snake #young reader #metal gear solid

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everyotherworm · 2 years

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What do you think of this theory of mine?

So remember how in Harmony Island Origins we were told that a group of dark wizards started The Order of Influence? Well, I think the wizards who started it were The Puppet Master, Winston Von Loot, and Mira Shade.

1. They all know shadow magic

2. They are anti-academy

3. They all have mysterious backstories

So, how did they end up leaving? Well, the Puppet Master gained more power than the other two, and ended up becoming too power-hungry. He knocked Winston and Mira out of power so he could have all the power to himself. They all went separate ways. The Puppet Master had his mind set on (and still does) conquering Prodigy Island and putting an end to The Ancient once and for all. Mira fled to an abandoned tower (currently The Dark Tower) and became neutral. She was against both Astral and Shadow magic. Winston ran away to the Crystal Caverns, where he began to collect ice crystals (and still is) to get epic revenge on The Puppet Master.

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk 😁

Hmm its an interesting idea!

Personally I think mira was unlikely to have been a founder, from her own mouth her story really does seem to go straight from the academy to the dark tower, although I can see her attempting to defect to the order of the influence and realizing that they also arent what she wants, and she can easily learn shadow magic on their own. There's not any proof for this, it's just a possibility for one way she could be related to the influence if she was, although I'll probably presume she's not until proven otherwise.

Winston Von Loot seems to be a general vagrant and theif, some kind of criminal ring type guy, and I could totally see him working as both a rogue who defected from the order after learning shadow magic from them like you proposed, or someone even still working for it (although he does seem like a bit of a loner.)

Personally I can not see either of them being the wizards who created the order. According to pippet dialogue when you fight him in shiverchill mountains or shipwreck shore, "The Order of Influence was defeated here long ago! We won't lose again!", which implies that it's a fairly old organization. Someone who created something made "long ago" would likely be either dead or old and powerful by now thanks to all the time to hone shadow magic, which is why I think the Puppet Master is definitely the #1 of the three you suggested who could have been a creator! Mira was a student recently enough for it to still be something that to her seems majorly important, and both Winston and Mira generally have the voice/appearance of being somewhat young (this is going off of the sprite we see behind Winston's clothing as he dissappear, with the purple Mohawk and stuff.)

I think you could potentially make a theory off of how the puppet master is still here messing around when any other of the apparent multiple founders aren't present- perhaps he betrayed them to gain their power and live longer, perhaps they are hiding in the shadows as regular npcs, perhaps they have a base somewhere where the rest are, perhaps everyone has retired but the stubborn Puppet master, maybe they've even been turned into the monstrous titans through the horrible affects shadow magic has on a person, who knows!

#personally i think ur idea could be a fun alternative canon #i just think too hard about prodigy so to me i think its probably unlikely to be canon #prodigy math game #theories #(ps talking about theories is VERY fun even disputing them-i hope this post doesnt come across as rude i just find talking abt the game lor #e cool :0)#the order of the influence

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makeste · 2 years

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BnHA Chapter 338: My Little Babies off to Destroy People

Previously on BnHA: Aoyama was all “hey everyone, I am so sorry but I am in fact the U.A. Traitor.” Deku was all, “yeah, in hindsight I probably should have figured it out from that ominous message you sent me a while back which was written entirely in cheese and which you somehow tried to pass off as completely normal.” Aoyama was all, “yeah, that definitely was not normal at all. I’m really surprised you just took me at my word about that, actually.” Class 1-A was all, “we’re here and we’re desperately trying to process literally anything about this entire conversation, but let us tell you, it’s a losing battle right now.” Deku was all, “but anyways Aoyama you can still be a hero and I will tell you exactly how... next week after this cliffhanger.”

Today on BnHA: Naomasa is all “kids, I’m loving the supportive vibes you’ve all got going on here, but just a friendly reminder that this kid has committed several gravely serious crimes.” Iida is all, “you know what Aoyama, that’s our bad for not realizing how much you were suffering on account of feeling guilty for horribly betraying us all.” Kirishima is all “AOYAMA I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU THOUGHT WE’D BE MAD AT YOU FOR NEARLY GETTING US ALL KILLED ON MULTIPLE OCCASIONS.” Aizawa is all “Mic, hold me up properly so that everyone can see my handsome face. Everyone, I propose that we use Aoyama to set up a trap for AFO.” Everyone is all “FUCK YEAH, I FUCKING HATE AFO, FUCK THAT GUY!!” Horikoshi is all, “anyway so Deku needs a new costume upgrade again, and you know what that means.” Fandom is all, “( ⁍᷄⌢̻⁍᷅ ).” Horikoshi is all, “(•̀ᴗ•́).” Fandom is all, “(ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣_ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣).” Horikoshi is all, “lol. boobs.”

well that threw me for a brief loop with RHA (apparently?) being down. guess that’s what happens when you brazenly slap the site name on literally every single page of the scanlation every single week for months on end lol. anyway so the cycle of piracy continues

Aoyama is actually so pretty on this cover page though

since when did Horikoshi start adding soft little curls to the ends of his bangs. usually his hair looks like it was baked in a silicon mold and then glued directly onto his head lol

also gotta love how this chapter is apparently a Part One Of Something, with Horikoshi presumably knowing FULL WELL that the timing would coincide with the first of WSJ’s two annual year-end holiday breaks. this fucking guy I s2g

(ETA: I don’t know whether the non-cliffhanger we actually got is better or worse than what I was expecting lol.)

um, wtf

??? ??????

LMAO

“hey Deku, idk if you noticed but this motherfucker is TIED THE FUCK UP, so reaching out towards him all symbolically seems kind of weird and cryptic at best and openly taunting at worst. not gonna judge you or anything but I’m not really sure exactly what you were thinking there”

well you see Nao, what he was actually thinking was, “I can’t believe Horikoshi is drawing me doing this and has completely forgotten that Aoyama is tied up, and once he realizes it’s already going to be too late and it’s gonna keep him up at night for the better part of the following week.” and he will immediately have to devote several panels in the following chapter to his hasty lampshading job smdh

and meanwhile what the fuck did you gag him for lol. care to explain that part? I don’t know what the fuck has gotten into Naomasa these last few months of 2021, but this man’s fucks are GONE. VAMOOSED. and I am living for it you guys

oh shit lol. so Nao is all “hey Deku, maybe don’t jump right in and start making this kid promises right when we are about to take him to jail and charge him with 39 counts of attempted murder.” huh. this legit did not even occur to me. I just straight up accepted that Deku is making all the rules now and outranks this police captain or whatever he is lol

anyway Nao, quit being a narc, man. just be cool bro

“what’s more, what if he is rigged to blow up like Nagant after all??” -- BUT YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SAID -- I MEAN --

“anyway so it’s not wise to let him talk anymore” wow okay. maybe his fucks aren’t gone yet after all. I liked it better when they were ngl

(ETA: and meanwhile he doesn’t do shit to the parents lol. I fully believe Horikoshi just needed some sort of excuse to stop Aoyama from interrupting the dialogue with tearful apologies this week so the rest of them could talk business.)

wait what??

this can’t actually be true, can it? you’re telling me AFO was so fucking arrogant that he couldn’t conceive of a situation where his mole at U.A. might come across some vital info that they might urgently need to communicate to him regardless of whether he asked or not? or did he just not trust Yuuga and his parents enough to give them a means of contacting him? maybe he didn’t want to risk this exact kind of situation and potentially give the heroes a way to track him down

“yes, it’s actually that second thing you just said” well okay then lol

anyway so now it’s looking like Deku is just gonna blurt out his secret plan right here and now regardless of what Nao says lol. BUT LOOK AT THIS THOUGH OMG??

KAMINARI “DON’T FORGET, I ACTUALLY PASSED THE SUPER-DIFFICULT ENTRANCE EXAM TO GET INTO JAPAN’S MOST ELITE HERO SCHOOL TOO YOU GUYS” DENKI OUT HERE BEING ALL SMART AND FIGURING OUT WHAT DEKU IS UP TO YOU LOVE TO SEE IT!! SOMEONE SEND A TESTIMONIAL TO AIZAWA SO DENKI CAN GET EXTRA CREDIT ON HIS NEXT ASSIGNMENT

(ETA: AIZAWA WAS THERE ALL ALONG!! AND NOT ONLY DID HE NOT GIVE HIM CREDIT, BUT HE FUCKING STOLE HIS IDEA LMAO.)

OMG HE EVEN FIGURED IT OUT BEFORE MOMO???

“that’s right bitches. while you were out fighting crime and developing flashy new supermoves this past month, I was sprawled out on the couch binging spy thriller dramas on my phone.” fuck yeah boy that’s how you do it!!

dfskjalgk

“um okay but just as a reminder HE TRIED TO KILL YOU GUYS.” yes, but look at him though! he’s all crying and stuff!! HAVE A HEART MIC. ALSO, WHERE THE HELL HAS YOUR BOYFRIEND GOTTEN TO?? YOU COULD AT LEAST PUT THE GUY ON SPEAKERPHONE, CHRIST

(ETA: I withdraw my objection lol.)

ffdjlskfjkl

like just to be clear, I’m in full agreement with what Iida just said. but at the same time, the way he just casually dismisses an entire year of espionage that led to two full-blown assaults on their class as “bygones” is sending me all the way down the fucking block lol

-- okay Iida but this is pushing it even for shounen lmao

“if you think about it from a certain point of view, the fact that Aoyama’s parents bought a quirk from AFO, and AFO subsequently blackmailed them into doing his bidding, and Aoyama spent the past year spying on us and nearly got us all killed on two separate occasions, is kind of our own fault actually” IIDA WHAT

oh my god he’s so brave and determined and loyal and responsible and I love him so much but I’m still not even 10% over that absurd leap of logic in the previous panel dsflkjl

this fucking kid. and your hair suddenly got all pretty too! did you all suddenly change up your conditioner game or what

okay I know I’m always joking about Iida being forty years old, but also, WHEN THE HELL DID IIDA TENYA BECOME A FULL GROWN MAN YOU GUYS

WHEN DID EVERY SINGLE MEMBER OF CLASS 1-A BECOME A FULL FUCKING GROWNASS ADULT EXUDING ALL THIS CALM FUCKING AUTHORITY YOU GUYS. THEY GROW UP SO FAST. OMG

AND MEANWHILE, THERE’S THE ANGRY KATSUKI TIRADE I WAS WAITING FOR LAST WEEK LOL. DELAYED REACTION THERE OR WHAT

you little shithead, you already gave up the game last week when you were standing there all calm and remorseful and reflecting on how society treats quirkless people. but now that everyone else is puffing up their chests and giving big shounen forgiveness speeches, you’re suddenly all “holy shit it’s been almost five minutes since I last spouted some random tough guy bullshit, I better get on that quick before they all start thinking I’ve mellowed out.” god forbid, lol

so now Kirishima’s shouting at Aoyama that he has a chance to break free of AFO now

I mean as far as I can tell nothing has actually changed at all with regard to the amount of danger Aoyama is still in. like if anything this is just gonna make things 50x more dangerous. still, it’s a nice sentiment

oof

“do you really think any one of us would blame someone for being quirkless” while Katsuki is standing right there. “do you really think we’d blame someone for suppressing their angst and keeping it a secret from all of us until they can’t take it anymore and run away from home to be an emo vigilante” while Deku is standing right fucking there. jesus christ Kirishima who are you going to come for next, guy??

at what point does it actually become cruel to keep shouting all this stuff at him while he’s still sitting there all tied up and gagged lol

oh Yuuga. I want to give you a hug so bad

so now Nao is once again all “that’s really great that you guys are all so forgiving but I still have to take them to jail for the attempted murder” sigh

OH MY GOD MIC, GET THERE FASTER

the plan is to take advantage of the fact that AFO wanted Aoyama to lure Deku away somewhere on his own, and use that to set a trap for AFO and/or whoever else shows up to capture him. do we really have to spell it out for you?? Kaminari figured it out in like two seconds. Bakugou figured it out LAST WEEK. if you call up Aizawa right now, which you really ought to do btw, he will also figure it out within 30 seconds of picking up the phone. why don’t you go ahead and do that. have him explain it to you

WELL OKAY THEN LOL

FDSLFKJL I SCROLLED BACK UP TO REREAD THE TWO PREVIOUS PANELS AND IT WAS ACTUALLY SPEAKER-PHONE AIZAWA ASKING DEKU IF HE HAD A PLAN LOL I’M SO OBSERVANT. IN MY DEFENSE, AT LEAST I’VE NEVER TRIED TO DRAW AN INSPIRING PAGE WITH SOMEONE REACHING OUT TO SOMEONE ELSE WHILE FORGETTING THE OTHER PERSON WAS TIED TO A CHAIR

LOL

SOMEWHERE ON THE U.A. CAMPUS, THE ENTIRETY OF CLASS 2-A SUDDENLY SITS UP STRAIGHT, UNABLE TO SHAKE THE VAGUE BUT PERSISTENT FEELING THAT SOME ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT IS GOING DOWN RIGHT NOW

ACTUALLY YOU KNOW WHAT WE’RE GONNA PRESS PAUSE HERE FOR A SEC BECAUSE THIS DESERVES FURTHER EXAMINATION

THINGS CLASS 1-A IS ALLOWED TO GET AWAY WITH WITHOUT BEING EXPELLED FOR

COMING IN LAST PLACE IN AIZAWA’S BS ~LOGICAL RUSE~ DAY ONE QUIRK APPREHENSION TEST

CALLING YOUR FELLOW COMPETITORS “STEPPING STONES” AND PROCLAIMING YOU’RE GOING TO BE NUMBER ONE IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE COUNTRY WHEN YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE RECITING THE U.A. ATHLETE’S OATH

HUNTING DOWN A SERIAL KILLER WITH THE INTENT OF REVENGE-MURDERING HIM AND NEEDING TO BE REELED IN BY YOUR FELLOW CLASSMATES AND ALL THREE OF YOU ALMOST GETTING YOURSELVES KILLED WHEN YOU DIDN’T EVEN HAVE PROVISIONAL LICENSES

HUNTING DOWN MORE SERIAL KILLERS WITH THE INTENT OF SAVING YOUR KIDNAPPED CLASSMATE EVEN THOUGH YOU KNEW THE TOP HEROES IN THE COUNTRY WERE ALREADY MOUNTING A RESCUE OP

KEEPING QUIET WHILE YOUR FELLOW CLASSMATES HUNTED DOWN ALL THESE SERIAL KILLERS

SNEAKING OUT OF THE DORMS IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT TO HAVE A WILD THROWDOWN WITH YOUR EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED CLASSMATE AND DESTROYING A PERFECTLY GOOD TRAINING GROUND IN THE PROCESS

BEING MINETA. JUST IN GENERAL

BATTLING TWO VILLAINS ALL ON YOUR OWN AND THEN STRAIGHT UP LYING TO THE TEACHERS ABOUT IT JUST BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T WANT YOUR SCHOOL CONCERT TO BE CANCELLED

STRAIGHT UP QUITTING SCHOOL ALTOGETHER TO EMBARK ON A 20-CHAPTER RAMPAGE CONSISTING OF, YOU GUESSED IT, HUNTING DOWN YET MORE SERIAL KILLERS

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, BETRAYING YOUR CLASSMATES TO THE VILLAINS ON NOT ONE BUT TWO OCCASIONS WHICH RESULTED IN (1) THEIR NEAR-DEATHS, (2) THE FALL OF ALL MIGHT, AND (3) THE SUBSEQUENT DEATH-BY-A-THOUSAND-CUTS OF SOCIETY AS WE KNOW IT

QUITE AN IMPRESSIVE LIST. AND BEFORE YOU POINT IT OUT, I’M AWARE THAT AIZAWA TECHNICALLY WASN’T AWARE OF A COUPLE OF THESE INCIDENTS, BUT I ALSO FEEL LIKE IT REALLY WASN’T TOO HARD TO PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER BASED ON WHAT HE DID KNOW. ANYWAYS, BUT MEANWHILE,

THINGS CLASS 2-A IS NOT ALLOWED TO GET AWAY WITH WITHOUT BEING EXPELLED FOR

EXISTING

“WE SEE HOW IT IS” OH MY GOD. SOMEONE GET SOME JUSTICE FOR THESE POOR FUCKING KIDS. “I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT,” AIZAWA SAYS WHILE TAKING NONCHALANT SIPS FROM A CLASS 1-A LIMITED EDITION COFFEE MUG. “I’VE NEVER PLAYED FAVORITES IN MY LIFE” HE INSISTS AS HE PETS HIS CAT SUSHI WHO IS WEARING A LIL SWEATER THAT READS “CLASS 1-A SUPREMACY”

lol but anyways, so now Aizawa is telling everyone that he’s devised a cunning plan. and everyone’s standing there looking all serious and stuff

oh my god you did not just

did this man seriously just steal Kaminari’s suggestion and act like he came up with it all on his own lmao. “sure, when I say we should use Aoyama as a triple agent in order to lure AFO into a trap, everyone just fucking ignores me. but when Aizawa-sensei says it, everyone acts all stunned and the principal is all ‘that’s the best fucking idea I’ve ever heard.’” why does it feel like we are bearing witness to Kaminari Denki’s villain origin story here

meanwhile Horikoshi pats himself on the back for so deftly leaving us all in “suspense” here wondering what the heroes are planning. “sometimes I amaze even myself” lol okay buddy

DKLSFKJSLGK

so just like that we’re back on the honor system, huh. “I mean it you guys. pinky swear, 1000 needles, etc.” man y’all are damned lucky it doesn’t look like that Hagakure backup traitor thing is gonna pan out lol

anyway so now we’re cutting back to the dorm and everyone is just kind of hanging out morosely in the common room while Kacchan takes out the recycling because he’s a grownass responsible adult now too, but like hell is he ever gonna own up to it

-- NO!!

INTERVENTION!! SIT THESE MOTHERFUCKERS BACK DOWN!! WHY DO Y’ALL WANNA FUCK WITH THIS BEAUTIFUL THING WE HAD GOING ON GODDAMMIT. WHY CAN’T DEKU JUST FIGHT AFO IN HIS FUCKING SWEATPANTS HUH. WHO SAYS NO

OH MY GOD THEY ALL JUST SUDDENLY GOT FUCKING FIERCE IN UNISON ON CUE

IS THAT WHY AIZAWA DIDN’T WANT TO EXPEL THEM?? HE WAS TOO SCARED?? YOU LET THEM BECOME TOO POWERFUL SHOUTA OMG

TODOROKI FULLY BACK IN “FIGHTING WITHOUT THE SOLES OF YOUR FEET WILL BE DIFFICULT” MURDER MODE!

KATSUKI ACTUALLY ALWAYS LOOKS LIKE THAT LOL

WOULD YOU FUCK WITH OCHAKO?? I SURE WOULDN’T. IF YOU SAY YOU WOULD YOU’RE A LIAR

OJIRO IS TRYING SO HARD GOD BLESS HIM

DID YOU GUYS KNOW THAT MINA COULD BE TERRIFYING?? DID YOU KNOW SHE COULD FULLY CHANNEL ALL MIGHT’S VILLAIN-PUMMELING “FUCK YOU AFO” VIBES AND TAKE FULL ADVANTAGE OF HER OWN BLACK SCLERA LIKE THAT?? THIS IS A REVELATION TO ME

TOKOYAMI HAS THE SAME PROBLEM KACCHAN HAS, WHERE WE’RE ALREADY DESENSITIZED TO HIS EXPRESSION BECAUSE HE ALWAYS LOOKS LIKE THAT. CONGRATULATIONS SONS, YOU PLAYED YOURSELVES

IF JIROU EVER LOOKED AT ME LIKE THAT I WOULD FUCKING SCREAM AND RUN AWAY

FOR ALL HIS TALK ABOUT PEOPLE FINDING HIM SCARY, SHOUJI HAS NEVER REALLY ACTUALLY BEEN THAT SCARY THOUGH. UNTIL NOW

SATOU WITH THE FUCKING VEIN THROBBING IN HIS FOREHEAD HOLY SHIT

HOLY CRAP MOMO. WHY ARE THE GIRLS ALL SO GODDAMN TERRIFYING

IT’S BEEN A WHILE SINCE WE’VE SEEN DARK IIDA LOL. ALWAYS A CROWD PLEASER

SERO IS 1000% EMULATING KACCHAN HERE. THAT IS ABSOLUTELY A KACCHAN FACE. I MEAN, BUT IT FUCKING WORKS THOUGH

TSUYU JUST LOOKS LIKE SHE’S POUTING AND IT’S COMPLETELY RUINING THE OVERALL EFFECT BUT IT’S OKAY TSUYU

KAMINARI IS MAKING A KACCHAN FACE TOO?? AND WHILE WE’RE AT IT, SO IS KIRISHIMA. DO YOU GUYS FUCKING PRACTICE THIS SHIT

THIS WHOLE ENTIRE VIBE JUST ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT WORK FOR MINETA AT ALL, BUT I RESPECT HORIKOSHI FOR TRYING

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, KOUDA WENT FROM SWEET DISNEY PRINCESS TO PETRIFYING DISNEY VILLAIN IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE. WHAT A TRANSFORMATION. STUNNING

meanwhile poor Hagakure got left out and had to settle for being in the previous panel by herself lol. and obviously Aoyama can’t be here, so that just leaves us with good ol’ Deku. show us your murder face, Deku

OOOOH

THAT’S A GOOD MURDER FACE. OMG. BOY KILLED IT

HORIKOSHI NOOOOO

“COMIC RELIEF CLIFFHANGER??” NO MY GOOD MAN RESIST THE URGE!! STOP GIVING ME THOSE PUPPY DOG EYES YOU LOUT

OH MY FUCKING!!

“COMIC RELIEF CLIFFHANGER!!” NO, GODDAMMIT. DELETE THIS, NEPHEW

LOLLLL

FULL GROWN MAN IIDA HAS ABSCONDED!! “MOMMY COME GET ME, I’M SCARED” IIDA HAS ENTERED THE CHAT!!

AND MEANWHILE DEKU IS ALL “FOOL ME ONCE, SHAME ON ME. FOOL ME TWICE, YOU CAN’T FOOL ME BECAUSE I WAS BRACED THIS TIME, MOTHERFUCKER.” CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT, I ACTUALLY LAUGHED. BUT MOSTLY JUST BECAUSE THE ABSURDITY OF HOW QUICKLY THIS SERIES CAN TURN ON A DIME JUST GOT TO ME ALL OF A SUDDEN, AND THE EMOTIONAL WHIPLASH FROM “WE’RE READY TO BATTLE THE FINAL VILLAIN TO THE DEATH AFTER LEARNING HOW HE USED OUR OWN CLASSMATE AGAINST US” TO “LOL BOOBIES” WAS SO SUDDEN AND UNEXPECTED THAT I DIDN’T REALLY KNOW HOW ELSE TO REACT

AND ALSO BECAUSE I PICTURED HORIKOSHI STOPPING EVERY FIVE MINUTES TO GIGGLE WHILE DRAWING THIS PAGE, AND I THOUGHT TO MYSELF ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS SERIES AND HOW MUCH MENTAL ENERGY I DEVOTE TO IT AND HOW MUCH SPACE I HAVE CARVED OUT FOR IT IN MY OWN MENTAL LANDSCAPE, AND THEN IT GOES AND DOES STUFF LIKE THIS, AND I HAVE TO RECKON WITH THE FACT THAT THIS SERIES WHICH I OFTEN REGARD AS ONE OF THE GREATEST SHOUNEN MANGA OF ALL TIME, IS ALSO SOMETIMES JUST INCREDIBLY FUCKING STUPID, TO THE POINT WHERE I HAVE TO WONDER IF IT REALLY IS ALL THAT IT’S CRACKED UP TO BE IN MY HEAD, OR IF I ACTUALLY JUST HAVE STOCKHOLM SYNDROME LOL

anyways so there we are. one more chapter to go in 2021 (for us rogues who don’t wait for the official releases and should thus get the next chapter two weeks from now on the 31st), and then it’s on to the new year, possibly the last year that this series will ever run. what a crazy fucking ride it’s been lol

#bnha 338 #aoyama yuuga #midoriya izuku #kaminari denki #iida tenya #aizawa shouta #class 1-a #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #I actually have no idea how fandom reacted to the last page yet lol #I'm just happy I got this post up before 1am #next day eta: guess whose spell check decided to stop working on words written in all caps!!#til what enhanced spell check is #anyways though now everyone knows my shameful secret #I cannot for the life of me spell the word 'occasion'

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He Makes You Feel Insecure ~ Sting

A/N: Final-fucking-ly. excuse my language. You have no idea how long I’ve been playing with this idea in my head and just not being able to write it out. It was horrible. I hope you like it! I’ll try to post some more stuff the upcoming week but I can’t promise anything since everything is a bit overwhelming lately. Thank you for all the love and support! Don’t hesitate to drop me a request as well or just come and say hi 🥰

Warnings: insecurities (he makes you feel like you’re overdramatic), swearing, wounds

Genre: angst to fluff

Other versions:

Gray ~ Laxus ~ Cobra/Erik ~ Bickslow ~ Gajeel ~ Natsu ~ Jellal ~ Freed ~ Rogue

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"Is that really all you got, Yukino" you taunted the girl as a smug look was plastered on your face. The celestial mage was panting heavily in front of you. She had come to you a couple of weeks ago to learn how to wield a sword since she felt useless in a battle when she didn't have her keys. You happily agreed to it, seeing it as an opportunity to train more.

She charged at you, holding the diamond sword you made earlier diagonally in front of her face, ready to strike but at the same ready to block any attack that comes her way, just like you taught her.

You swiftly moved away, spinning on your feet in the progress as you slowly formed diamond armour around your body. You wanted to practise closer combat without your sword, which is why you were so focused on your defence. You knew you wouldn't always be able to rely on your sword skills, so this was the perfect moment to practice.

Nobody doubted for a second the fact that you were an excellent swordswoman,it was the exact reason why Yukino came to you in the first place. But you could get overconfident, resulting in you slacking your moves and getting careless, and that's exactly what happened

Your back was still facing the celestial mage as you took your time, presuming she wouldn't be able to recover that quickly after you swept her feet from underneath her. But you were wrong, resulting in Yukino getting a direct hit on you. Unbeknownst to her, she hit you in your blind spot which was right in between shoulder blades. It was the spot where your armour was the weakest.

You fell forward, immediately forming a dome made out of diamond around you in an attempt to shield you from any following attempts.

Yukino gasped at your reaction, knowing you only made that move when you were hurt badly "(Y/N)! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to-"

You let the shield crumble down again, making you visible to your friend. Placing a knee on the ground and pushing yourself up, you winced at the burning sensation. "It's fine, I was careless. It's not your fault"

Your reassuring words didn't ease the worry that was swimming through Yukino's mind "I'll go get some stuff to clean it up"

"No, it's fine, I'll go get it myself in a bit." You stopped the girl from running away as you stood up straight in an attempt to show her you were fine "you are progressing really fast"

"It's all thanks to you. Are you sure you don't need me to check up on your wound?" She offered again.

"Yeah, I'll be okay. Maybe I'll try roping Sting into pampering me. That way he'd at least has done something useful today" you attempted to joke to make the younger mage feel better, and it was a success as a small chuckled left her lips. "Let's go back shall we"

Once back, the stinging sensation had still not died down. In fact, it only got worse.

"Sting" you whined as you leaned your head against your boyfriend's shoulder.

He chuckled at your childishness as he turned to look at you "yes, my love?"

"I got badly hurt during training with Yukino" you pouted "can you take a look at it?"

A chuckle left his lips once again "sure drama queen, where is it?"

"I'm not being a drama queen" you stepped away from him, the pout was still evident on your face but this time it was paired with your scrunched eyebrows.

"Of course you're not" sarcasm dripping from the words that just left his mouth.

"What do mean by that?" Your lips were now tightly pressed together, forming a straight line. You were now standing directly in front of him with your arms crossed in front of your chest.

"Remember that time you thought Rogue got kidnapped while he just overslept?" Sting explained, but you were quick to defend yourself "in my defence, Rogue had never once overslept."

"Fine, what about that time I twisted my ankle and thought I had broken it for sure" the crease between your eyebrows deepened as he kept listing situations "or that time you thought some guy was harassing Minerva while they were just out on a date?"

"I was just worried" you mumbled as you recalled more encounters where you were indeed overdramatic.

"All I'm saying is, you tend to enlarge things. That's why I'm pretty sure that it's only a scratch, after all, Yukino just learned how to handle a sword. There's no way she could've hit you, the best swordswoman of our guild, that hard. But if you want I could still look at the wittle wound" he cooed at you, unknowingly worsening your mood.

"No. It's fine. I'm probably just being overdramatic again" the coldness that was latched to your words, send shivers down the guild master's spine, but before he could even muster an apology, you had turned on your heels and left to go home.

That night when Sting came home, he apologized and told you he didn't mean to make you feel that way. However, his words felt shallow, leaving nothing but an empty promise to be better.

The following days, the burning sensation only got worse, but you kept telling yourself that it was nothing. It was probably only a scratch just like Sting said.

Ignoring the pain, you kept going on about your days like normal. You kept making mental notes to not get swallowed by the worry for your guildmates and blow everything out of proportion. You absolutely did not want to be known as the girl who cried wolf.

Nobody seemed to notice, at least, so you thought. The boy in the shadows that liked observing more than talking to people noticed every small change from the moment Sting called you overdramatic.

It's why he wasn't surprised when Sting called him one morning, panic coated every word he spoke "Rogue! (Y/N) isn't waking up! I don't know what happened! Shit! Rogue! Help! What do I do?"

"Get her to the hospital as soon as possible, I'll meet you there" he replied in a much calmer voice. He knew he'd make matters only worse if he'd let his own worry shine through.

Sting had successfully brought you to the hospital in under ten minutes, Rogue shortly arrived after you two.

"I don't know what happened... She seemed fine yesterday…" Sting trailed off as the twin dragon slayers were seated next to your hospital bed.

"Did she really though?" Rogue sighed which earned him a questioning look from the blonde " (Y/N) hasn't been herself for almost a week"

"What do you mean? She seems perfectly normal to me?" Sting's gaze averted from his friend to you as he tried to recall any odd behaviour, but nothing came to mind.

A heavy sigh left the raven-haired mage again "ever since you called her overdramatic, she's been acting more distant, being less expressive. I think you hit a nerve when you said those words"

Sting was quick to defend himself "it can't be that. I apologized that night, and she told me it was nothing, that she didn't care"

"Whatever you say" he mumbled as he noticed your hand twitching.

Sting quickly grasped that same hand and waited patiently for you to open yours, while anticipation filled his. "I'll go get a doctor"

Rogue re-entered with a doctor sooner after, once you were fully awake " Ah, miss (L/N) good to see you awake"

You nodded your head awkwardly before she continued "you had a nasty looking cut between your shoulder blades, were you aware of that?"

"Yes," you mumbled as you fiddled with your finger, afraid to make eye contact with anyone.

The doctor sighed as she put the clipboard down "there was an infection spreading from that wound due to pieces of diamond stuck in it. Had you waited any longer, you would have died. Why didn't you come sooner"

You felt incredibly small as all eyes were looking at you, waiting for you to respond "I didn't think it was that bad. I didn't want to seem overdramatic"

As soon as the last word rolled off your tongue, Sting's eyes grew wide in realization. Rogue was right. "We'll give you a moment"

"(Y/N)" you refused to meet his eyes, even when he grabbed your hand to stop you from fiddling, so he tried again but with a more stern tone this time "(Y/N) look at me"

You did as he requested and wished you could sink into the darkness as Rogue could right there and then. The hurt and disappointment that were swimming in his eyes made your gut wrench as you never intended to upset him "why didn't you say anything?"

"You said that I was being a drama queen and that there was probably nothing to be worried about, so I assumed that it was just that, me being my overdramatic self" you explained, your eyes averting again to your fingers that were now intertwined with Sting.

"I thought I told you I didn't mean that" he frowned at the fact that you didn't even dare to look at him.

"But you were right!" You explained fed up as frustration tears started to form in the corner of your eyes "I am overdramatic. I blow everything out of proportion. I am just a burden that brings unnecessary stress into everyone's lives"

"Okay stop that. First of all, you are not a burden, nobody thinks that so stop it. Second of all, I am really really sorry that I made you doubt yourself. You're not overdramatic, well maybe a little, but it's not a bad thing. It shows how much you care about all of us. I'd rather have you blow things out of proportion than minimalize it and have bad things happen like this" he explained.

"You really think so?" You ask, your watery eyes finally meeting his.

"I know so. I am so sorry for making you feel so insecure about yourself. That was never my intention, please forgive me" he pleaded.

"I forgive you, I'm sorry for not saying anything sooner about the wound" you reply as you kissed his hand.

"It's alright. Now get some rest, my love. I'll be here when you wake up"

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