#idk where the obsession with killing him off is coming from though

[yxami]

procrastinating my history test even tho I’m doing it at home and can cheat but I refuse to, the fact that he’s a yandere tutor probably has to do with that, anyways idk how I did this shit in one sitting,

desc: dom yandere tutor x sub gn reader, tutoring you, nsfw, library, some exhibitionism ig, idk kill me now

Tap. Tap. Tap. You looked up to Wynn bouncing his finger against your paper, clearly blank. He wanted you to take notes but your mind has been too distracted with other things to even process that you were getting tutored by him.

Right. You’re getting tutored by him because of your low grade in math. You excelled in every other subject yet when it came to numbers you were like a crow with a glass puzzle. It looks easy just from observing it but once you attempted it, it was much harder.

“Listen sweetheart, I need you to pay attention because I’m not going to sit here for another hour to look at your confused face. Start listening or else I’m leaving in 5” He used his hand to lift your chin up, emphasizing his height even if he was sat.

“Got it?”

You nodded.

“Alright, Let’s try this again” He inhaled with a long exhale, cracking his fingers before drilling some more methods in your brain until you had to understand.

You weren’t really sure why he decided to help though, he was busier than you were and might’ve cancelled a plan or two. Just to help you study? It was a little odd coming from the guy who seemed to hate your guts on some days while the others he could only tolerate you.

Wynn looks at your expression that can only be described as ‘I stopped listening a few minutes ago’, tempting him to walk out and teach you a lesson, whether that be one where you understand math or comprehend that you can’t waste his time.

He chooses the second.

“Alright, cmon” He grabs your hand, leading you somewhere without any other words, even when you ask the same questions like a confused parrot with no other things to say. “Where are we going? Wynn, where?”

“If you can’t listen with my words then I’ll make you listen with my touch” He closes the door behind him, efficiently locking it as he scoops you up and placed you on the librarian’s desk. It was her office, an empty one, something you noticed after looking around.

“We can’t be in here Wynn, the Librarian’s gonna kick us out” You sat on the desk, not daring to hop off just yet, maybe you were a little curious at to what he was planning, even if you were still confused.

“Who cares? She’s probably on her lunch break” He unbuttons your shirt, likely just for the view of how you look without it, pulling you in by the loose collar for a kiss. Strawberry chapstick is what you taste when he continued to press his lips against yours. You could hear his small intakes for breath, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you further in.

“Wynn?” You say pushing him off, more out of breath than you expected which was embarrassing since he looked ready for another deep kiss.

“Mhm..?” He says in a low voice, fiddling with the button of your pants while looking at you. His husky yet whiny tone had you believing he’s been waiting for this moment for along time now.

“I don’t know.. um..” You sort of ramble incoherent words of confusion, you weren’t sure why you called his name, you wanted to ask what this was about but with some fear to what the answer might be… you kept quiet, letting him explore your body with his veiny hands.

You liked him, even if he was a little snappy, he was sweet at times, so if you heard him saying this was just to release tension after studying for so long you might just cry right here. It was a little sad to hope that he was doing it with some sort of feelings.

If only you knew this man was obsessed with you.

You’d likely figure it out by how he bent you over the wooden desk and hesitated to take you here. Yes, he’d prefer if you were in his bed confessing your infatuation and dedication to making him fall for you, but the growing hot situation of fucking you in such a risky place has him more excited.

“I’d be nicer with you but you haven’t been listening so” He pushed his finger inside your hole, after embarrassingly making you suck on his finger for a few moments while praising you. He manages to fit three fingers at a time, curling them inside, making you squirm against the desk, you’re forced to grasp at the end of it while trying to keep quiet.

“Keep quiet and I’ll be nicer, you can do that right baby?” He says in a low voice, massaging your ass before lining his tip at your entrance, you can feel yourself suctioning on nothing in a desperate need for him. You make a noise of agreement and he takes it as a sign that you’re ready.

As he pushed himself inside he can’t help but make a groan of pleasure. It was tight, warm too, and it was you. He might’ve been leaking pre during the study session just thinking about something like this.

He bottoms out inside you and pulls out right where his tip begins, slamming back into you with a surprised moan escaping your lips, you scramble to cover your mouth before he starts repeating the same hard hitting thrusts.

He’s on his 4th one before he starts noticing how you’re shivering already, even if he was yet to pick up the pace, he curls his arm around your stomach and pulls you up against him, making you arch against him at his will.

“Be good and suck on this okay?” He offers his fingers, this time to keep you quiet, you nod and wrap your lips around his left digits, the ones that weren’t inside of you.

He makes you stand as he pushes his cock in and out of you, you can feel your legs quiver as he fills you to the brim with his cock, you don’t know if there’s even space for a finger inside when he already has you feeling so full.

You gasp when he speeds up, leaving you with no warning as you whimper against his fingers, the sound of skin clashing has you even more focused on the situation. “How does it feel baby? Are you gonna start listening to me now?” He growls in your ear, pulling you closer to him as continues.

Wynn feels you tighten around him as he speaks, he knows you’re paying attention. Best believe he’s going to start using this as a way to make you listen.

You mewl at how embarrassing it was to be arching and bending just from his control, as if he wasn’t teaching you mathematics 10 minutes ago. You internally prayed that nobody was hearing all the sounds you were making while his cock crashed into your sensitive hole in a quicker pace than before.

You grabbed at anything in-front of you, which was the wooden desk the shook under his movement that pushed you against it. He leaned with you as you propped yourself against it once more.

“I can feel you tightening around me, you still haven’t gotten used to it? I guess I’ll have to teach you the shape of my cock too huh?” He whispers in your ear, nibbling on your earlobe as he teased you.

“I’ll fuck you dumb until you get it”

#yxami’s yam #yandere #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #male yandere #yandere imagines #pls request #yandere scenarios #gn reader #soft yandere #yandere tsundere #yandere nsft #yandere tutor #tutor yandere #yandere boy #yandere x reader #yandere x willing reader #yandere x darling #yandere dom

[xaeyrnofnbe]

i may not have been acting like it lately but i sure as hell am still obsessed with fnc. like. ESPECIALLY from gillion’s perspective and what his and chip’s relationship means for his character

even if you don’t interpret what they have has romantic, it’s still incredible just how well they complement one another.

i think that episode 15 was the beginning. obviously they had some moments beforehand, but i think their fight was what set off two things.

the first is chip striving to be a better person, and in doing so, being HIS OWN person. this began under the threat of violence, but has worked out positively in the long run. but gillion was the first person to challenge his behavior, which, ultimately, was a poor attempt to mimic arlin. chip pulled all the same sorts of jokes that he remembered arlin pulling, but without any of the trust or care arlin put into them. his friendship with jay and gillion was brand new, so it was misplaced domesticity. now, though? being 100+ episodes in, these are his family. and he isn’t mimicking arlin anymore, chip is, or was, his own person.

and i think the second thing that the fight set off was gillion’s doubt. at the start of the campaign, he was courageous, cocky, impulsive. but ever since he first had someone imply to him that his destiny (and the way he was raised) was ultimately harmful to him, he’s been gradually changing from that picturesque hero to someone with the weight of the very world on his shoulders, trying so desperately to do the right thing, even though he doesn’t quite know what that is anymore. he’s cautious, tentative, even. and he’s quiet. he still carrie’s with him a lot of those traits from his introduction, but now we can see his true personality, wearing that mask of righteousness like an ill-fitting shirt. all torn and ragged and coming apart at the seams.

it’s so interesting, because in recent arcs, the two have actually started to seem remarkably similar. they’ve been picking up traits from one another, almost like a trade-off. where gillion begins to doubt his destiny and falter, chip picks up gill’s sword and blindly lunges into battle. where chip pauses to be more considerate of the people around him, gillion lies and tricks and pulls pranks that a long time ago nearly drove him to kill chip where he stood.

it’s like a tug-of-war. a balancing act.

but now, things have changed. very suddenly, i might add.

at the beginning, gillion almost killed chip not just on the basis of him lying, but also on being human. gillion then learned that humans aren’t so bad. but now chip is no longer truly human, but undead. something gillion has been even more kill-on-sight about.

and gillion, he now knows that everything he’s been taught and trained for, his entire life, is bordering on a lie. he’s the chosen one, yes, but what does that even mean? surely, he has the least clue.

idk where i’m going with this. 👍

#jrwi #just roll with it #jrwi riptide #chip jrwi #gillion tidestrider #jrwi fnc #things i said

[gaiathemexicanbeauty]

it only takes a taste | mike schmidt x reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: none! this is just pure fluff and maybe kind of slowburnish lol

this was loosely based off of it only takes a taste from the waitress musical! :3

idk i just really like the idea of late nights with mike even if he's too tired to even think straight lmao

also don't ask what time period this takes place in, i was born in 2004 and know like 2 things about the 70s-90s or whenever the movie takes place bc its never explicitly mentioned

i also do not regularly bake or cook so do not be afraid to go to my comment section and tell me if something sounds off

i love this man ok, i have said it 1000 times already but i've been in love with him ever since i first saw him when i was like 12 or 13 and was even more so obsessed with rebornica's mike design for YEARS. 12 year old me would have an aneurism if she knew about the fnaf movie

you let out a long yawn, one hand reaching up cover your mouth so as not to potentially ruin the mood of any customers around; granted, there was only two and they were graveyard shifters from somewhere outside of town but customers are customers. you'd been working at sparky's for a couple of months now, figuring it was an easy way to make some cash and keep food on the table. of course, you hadn't accounted for the very long hours that passed where you half debated trying to sneak away since no was around from 2-4:00 am: your boss would kill you, though, and you wanted to stay employed.

soft oldies music plays in the background as you glance over at the clock ticking away on the wall. just as you move to grab a rag to clean the counters for the 5th time during your shift, you hear the bell above the entrance jingle and don't even have to look up to know who it is.

mike wasn't a regular at first, just someone who popped in at random and very quietly asked for a coffee. after a while of starting a new job, he started coming in at almost 11:00 pm everyday and always asking for the same thing: just a plain, black coffee. "seriously?" you had said with a smirk the first time he said his order to you, your eyes widening at the attitude you had just given a customer. fortunately, mike was quick to respond with a tired but good natured laugh, his hands folded in front of him. "i'm all ears if you have other recommendations." he mumbled with a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, giving you instant relief.

now, it was just clockwork. "hey." mike sighs with a soft sigh, rubbing a hand over his eyes as he takes a seat at a chair by the counter you were standing behind. "coffee machine is kind of acting up tonight, you're gonna have to give it a minute. want anything else while you wait?" you say as you approach the counter, giving him a quick smile. mike is about to decline your offer, his lips parting to say something before his eyes land on something on the farther end of the counter. "what about that? still good?" "you're just in time. i was going to take the rest of it home." you say with a smile, walking over to the cake stand holding an apple pie with only 3 slices left of it. you take the lid off to plate it, handing it over to mike with a hum before bringing him utensils. you don't even get the chance to bring up to him that the slices have been sitting there for a couple of hours, blinking in shock at the way he's quick to start eating.

you turn your back to start taking down the chalkboard advertising the special from the day before, giving mike his one moment of quiet you were sure he needed. you start to think about what your day will consist of once you're done with your shift, dreading having to clean your room before you can actually sleep. "did you make this?" "yeah. why, is it bad?" you say with a chuckle, turning to look at mike again; your eyes widen a bit at the way mike is looking at you, his own eyes looking at you like he can't believe what he just put it in his mouth. "no, no, it's..it's really good, like. really good." your cheeks redden a bit at the sudden compliment, pushing a piece of hair behind your ear as you occasionally glance at him enjoying the pie you'd made; you wouldn't say you were amazing at cooking but you definitely knew enough to make a meal that would do more than just feed you.

it also didn't help that you'd been harboring a crush on mike for the past month. that you were aware of, he didn't have a partner of any kind but that might have been more to do with the fact he didn't have time for one than anything else. you at first brushed it off as just not having contact with anyone your age that late at night, just enjoying his company when nights got lonely. but you couldn't deny the way you would style your hair a bit differently or try a new perfume in the hopes of getting a compliment from mike; to your absolute pleasure, he almost always pointed it out. now to hear this sudden praise for your cooking took you out of your element.

"thanks, really, but i make it all the time. i can make thousands like it and they'll all be the same." you say with a light chuckle, crossing your arms against your chest as you look over at the cake stand sheepishly. "then maybe you should consider getting a day job making these instead." mike says between bites, giving you a playful smile. you can't help but scoff despite the smile on your face, looking over at mike again. "well, if it's that easy, maybe YOU should quit your job and come and join me. keep me company." the two of you have a quiet laugh, your cheeks reddening at the indirect compliment you had paid him. once his plate is empty, you take it away from him just to have an excuse to do something with your hands (also to get away from the almost fond look that mike was giving you right now, definitely not on par for him). there's a tense silence between the two of you before mike speaks up, clearing his throat when he speaks. "uh, i tried making that at home. the pie, i mean. i don't remember what kind it was right now, but it definitely didn't end as well as that." he says with a nervous laugh, hands folded in front of him again as you hear the coffee machine start to pour out his drink.

"well, what exactly did you do wrong?" with surprisingly no hesitance, mike goes on to tell the story of how sure he was about this recipe he'd seen in a catalogue, going above and beyond to make sure this "stupid thing" (his words) came out right. little did he know leaving his creation unattended for even a second would result in smoke pouring out of the oven and having to throw out a charred-black pastry; "and then abby went and acted like we could just go and do it all over again and.." mike starts, hands waving around uncharacteristically as he finished off his story. he caught the way you were trying to hold back a laugh, fingers pressed to your lips that were etched into a small smile. "it's ok, you can laugh all you want. i never tried doing it again." you can't help the laugh that leaves you once he gives you his full permission, still trying to keep your voice down. "i-i'm sorry, really.." you giggle once you've calmed down, rubbing your hands over your face before you start to walk around the counter to where mike is sitting. "but that's not how making a pie works. you can't just leave it like that or give up on the process that easily."

mike makes a face that says 'i'm listening', shrugging his shoulders when you sit on the stool next to him. "making a pie is like.." you start with a sigh, hands propping up your chin in thought as you look up at the clock. "you just know when some things feel right. if something is too much or too little, whether you need to start again or not. lord knows i've had to redo entire pies because the crust wasn't flaky enough or the filling didn't taste like apples enough." you say, chuckling a bit as you remember all the times you'd slaved away for almost entire days trying to nail down the perfect home recipe. you take a minute to think again, sitting back a bit as you smooth down your apron tied around your waist. "and it also doesn't help if you make something just to make something. when you bake or just cook a plain old steak, you have to make it like you're crafting a story or making a song. all of my best meals were made with someone or something in mind."

your cheeks go red again when you realize the very unprompted ramble you went on, a nervous laugh leaving you as you look down at your lap. "sorry, you totally don't have to-" "no, no, i-" the two of you jump a bit at the way you both try to speak first, sheepish smiles tugging at your lips before you go quiet again. the bell above the door jingles and you don't have to look up to know the two of you are alone now. "i like hearing about that sort of stuff. i really only hear about it when i'm here with you and it's..nice. different." your heart soars and you can only hope that mike can't somehow feel or hear it, trying to give him a warm smile without saying something you'll regret. you get up from your seat with a when he checks his watch, knowing that's code for 'i need to go' even before he stands. you're almost sure he'll leave without saying anything which you are simultaneously grateful for and hoped he wouldn't do, already busying yourself with some other menial task. "hey."

you look up almost as soon as he speaks, seeing the smile tugging at his lips and not able to contain your own. "save those leftovers for me. i hope it still tastes like you were trying to make it for me when i get back." he says, a smug look in his eyes as your lips part a bit in shock. you try to call out to him before he jogs out to his car, taking off accordingly.

-> ta da its done! :D <-

this was honestly less romantic than i wanted it to be but i promise that my brain is racked with thoughts of him literally EVERY DAY so mayhaps i can write something else that's more up to par one of these days

but thank yall for reading! :D i haven't been able to pump out a oneshot like this for a while and it felt good to write something longer than a couple of paragraphs, i have missed this account sm 🐺💗 love yall and i hope that you all are having a fantastic day!

#mike schmidt #mike schmidt fanfic #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x you #fnaf #oneshot #x reader #fnaf movie #five nights at freddy's #josh hutcherson #michael schmidt x reader #fnaf x reader #fnaf x you

[phoenixyfriend]

Concept. Brewing.

I'm obsessed with AUs where a character dies and then comes back (often with time travel, sometimes without) as… a cat. They have information and secrets and maybe superpowers and also no thumbs. Or speech capabilities. Or respect.

I want to do one and IDK who or when.

Easy option is "Vader dies and is trying to Fix things but the only person who knows this kitten is a reformed Sith Lord is the ghost of Qui-Gon Jinn, who is also currently invisible to everyone except sometimes Yoda."

Probably a time-travel AU just so I can toss "a Sithly kitten" into the nebulous period between TPM and AotC and have the Jedi (or someone) deal with... This random cat that does things like "Attempts to maul the chancellor" and "Bites Pong Krell" and "naps and purrs on the lap of one random tog initiate."

I do feel a little like putting Vader in the Temple gives him way too much opportunity to actually influence things. I need to give him trouble. I need him to face numerous obstacles.

I could toss him into Naboo but. Consider Rattatak

Ventress is now being bullied by a Formerly Sith Cat that is trying to push her back into being Not Sith and also trying to fix up a ship to get her off-planet because uhhhh fuck this, the Jedi need to handle this angsty teenager, Vader is NOT interested.

Though if Ky Narec is still alive that could also provide options.

Ventress: This is my… emotional support animal. The Jedi as a whole: That is an entire-ass Sith Lord. Anakin, yowling: [former!] Everybody: [fails to understand him]

From @lizasweetling:

the lack of respect is so actively funny especially if he's Post-original-Trilogy, so he's been walking around being totally unreasonable as people cower at his approach for like 18 years to- aaaw what a cute kitty!! that thing about cats and being a supreme killing machine that unfortunately only weighs 7 pounds

#Darth Vader #Anakin Skywalker #Qui Gon Jinn #Asajj Ventress #phoenix posts #time travel #animal transformation #animals #cats

[moonlightdancer26]

I'm an ex-marauders fan at this point, but haven't yet worked up the nerve to leave :( Wish me luck.

The marauders fandom promises acceptance and tolerance and lighthearted fun, but as soon as Severus comes up, the previously rosy atmosphere turns downright ugly. I've seen so many marauders fans posting or reblogging about how “your trauma is valid”, how “intentions don’t matter if you hurt someone”, and how “apologies don’t count if they’re coupled with an excuse”… who also go out of their way to justify the ‘prank’ because Sirius didn’t /mean/ to almost kill Snape, and how it’s really all Snape’s fault, and why can’t he get over it already since the marauders clearly became better people (even though Snape never received any kind of apology or any indication that they regretted their behavior)?

And these posts live side by side on their dash? Idk just needed to vent as i figure out where to go next in this fandom (or maybe another one altogether)...

WTF THIS ASK WAS FROM SEPTEMBER 😭😭 I’M SO SORRY I SWEAR I’VE BEEN SO EXCITED TO ANSWER YOUR ASK BUT I GOT TOO BUSY AND ALWAYS POSTPONED IT 😭

Anyway, I totally wish you luck anon. It’s hard switching fandoms and building up the courage to “move to the other side,” but I can tell you that it is 100% worth it when you realise how much the Snapedom differs from the Marauders fandom! As someone who’s been in the fandom for many years, seen what both sides are like, and has a bunch of friends (both online and irl) who don’t always share the same opinion, I can safely say that we are generally far more accepting of different opinions than the Marauders fandom. We tend to steer clear of them because they’re.. very persistent about their opinions and find it amusing to purposefully mistag their anti-Snape posts or to scroll through pro-Snape/anti-Marauders tags and attack the posters. But if you’re not like that and you can accept not always agreeing with friends or fandom members, then we’ll welcome you with open arms <3

And honestly I agree, I’ve seen Marauder stans make excellent and detailed analyses of their favourite characters and articulate their arguments greatly. But then all that reading comprehension shoots out the window when it comes to Snape, and you suddenly see them brush him off as nothing more than a “obsessed incel nazi” and call it a day. I’ve seen similar things happen with Snape fans as well, and I completely understand how you feel.

All I can say is: Just leave the Marauders fandom. Either announce it with a post and say that you no longer wish to be in the Marauders fandom or want to switch to the Snape fandom. Or if you want, you can create another blog altogether. The important thing is that you do it now and get it over with, because simply reading your ask and knowing how it’s negatively affecting you really upsets me. This ask was sent around 2 months ago, so I hope that by now you’ve done something about it, but if you haven’t, this is what I think about the whole situation. I wish you the best ❤️❤️ and if you, or anyone else who’s struggling with anything similar, want to DM me and talk about this, don’t hesitate to do so.

#anti marauders fandom #anti toxic fandoms #anti marauderfen #anti marauder stans #anti snaters #severus snape #pro snape #pro severus snape #snape #harry potter #hp #ask #asks

[iloveolderman0]

lmao waiting yandere Sweet tooth! Dude this is really missing

AAAAA ya I was actually thinking of doing yandere headcanons for him but now that you came bbg… I CAN DO IT!!

Never back down never what? Anyways!

Yandere! Sweet Tooth x Fem! Reader

( idk if you wanted female or Gn but I’m gonna do female if that’s okay!)

Twisted metal!

!Warnings! : Yandere! Sweet tooth, Sweet tooth being obsessed, worshiping, Possessive behaviour, Death mentions and more.. 🎃

Enjoy!

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- when it comes to sweet tooth being yandere… You have a massive boat coming your way

- Of course when he first saw you his eyes went into love hearts and felled in love right there in that spot and he wanted your heart

- When you get your own room in the slasher house, He will be the one leading you there and showing you all around

- once his love starts to get bigger & bigger for you he starts acting up

- He starts following you, complimenting you a lot, gifting you, and giving small touches to you.

- Once he saw someone else that wasn’t him talking to you, he got furious and had a little tantrum and walked away angrily

- Over one dude talking to you tho

- He started to get more and more obsessive for you

- he started to know when you wake up, What you eat, drink and more…

- You didn’t think anything about it when he started to compliment you but he started to do it a lot and you knew he liked you but did you like him?

- When he started to come closer to you until your arms brushed each others skin, you thought it was on accident or there’s just no space but sweet tooth in the other hand….

- he wanted to feel you and touch your skin… He wanted you!

- He needed you..

- He wants you… Why cant you just realise that Y/N?!

- he started to get mad after seeing people talking to you or looking At you.

- You never knew why you closer friends or some of the unrated slashers have gone missing..

- it was because of him, He killed them while they were screaming fire mercy.. He did it all for you though 💗

- He wants you to realise that you are his and no one else’s.

- if you guys do get into a relationship he would be so happy and be more possessive of you and your whereabouts & who you talk to

- He will always speak for you and maybe over you when you guys are explaining your relationship to someone

- Sweet tooth made you mad one day since he wouldn’t listen to you when you try to tell him that you didn’t like him speaking over you and for you

- he didn’t really care but acted like he did and he said sorry while hugging you and rocking your body

- he wanted more when you guys where hugging.. He wanted you to screen his name and have you moaning his name loudly so the slashers in the house can hear you

- When you guys every went someone where he would love to hold your hand or have his arm wrapped around you while you guys walked

- When I mentioned worship… This man… This man I swear, He will worship you all the time even in front of people. Always Let you speak your mind to him and more

- when you guys are doing the deed he loves worshiping you there too, He loves to tell you how good you are taking him and kisses you a lot

- he will call you a goddess and how much he has been waiting for that moment to do the deed with you and how your are his

- he will mark you with hickeys and bite marks so everyone one knows you are his

- if someone does try and steal you away from him he will go mad and push you gently behind him while he tells them to back off before they have his machete in their head

- When John and quiet saw his obsession and possession over you and also his over protectiveness it started to worry them tho

- they had a little gossip about how whenever John talked to you or made you laugh, he will see sweet tooth’s eyes staring at him, giving him the massive death stare he has ever seen

- quiet on the other hand she was okay in sweet tooth’s eyes but she ticked him off one time when she touched your belongings without asking

- he went off at her and said he can only touch that and only you can too.

- He will never kidnap you bbg

- He will always and I mean always have a hold of your skin, by holding your thigh while driving or holding hands while walking or sitting, it doesn’t matter where you are to him

- If you start to realise his obsession towards you and you get concerned about he will play the victim card and manipulate you

- he will do anything to make you his.. Whatever it takes, He will have you.

- 🤪

- he wasn’t joking when he told John and quiet about finding true love

AAAAA I’m sorry if this doesn’t make sense or whatever, I tried 😭 Btw if you want to send me more of sweet tooth SNED THEEEEM AAA

I love my hunkaspunk, he deserves attention my big boy 💕

Anyways thank you so much for requesting this!

#sweettooth twisted metal x reader #twisted metal headcanons #twisted metal x reader #twisted metal 2023 #twisted metal sweet tooth #twisted metal x y/n #yandere sweet tooth x reader twisted metal #yandere sweet tooth #yandere slashers #yandere slashers headcanons

[cryptidclaw]

Have your plans for Ashfur changed at all?

Yes they have!

Current plans:

first off his name is Ashfall now bec it fits him just so well <3

Ash allies even more with Hawkfrost in this au, leading to them falling in terrible love with each other. Ash has an obsessive way of loving and Hawk is his new infatuation after Squirrelflight, and this time the object of his affection returns it and also hawk loooves how he now has a weirdo dude who would literally do anything for him.

Ash and Hawk plan the fire on Thunder territory together and Ash starts it. He does the fire scene as he still absolutely wants revenge against Squirrelflight for dumping him, he wants to kill her kits in the fire, but then he gets a better idea... He knew that Hawk has a suspicion that at least some of Squirrel's kits were actually Mothwing and Leafpool's, and Ash realized that if this was true the fall out would be FAR worse for Squirrel than killing her kits would be. So he asks her if the 3 are truly hers, he reveals that he knows that Leaf and Moth had kits of their own.... where did those kits go exactly?

Squirrel doesn't answer this, but to the 3, her face is answer enough. Squirrel ends up attacking Ash to try to get him out of the way, the fire is getting way to close, they cant just wait around anymore, also fuck this guy. She ends up sending Ash over the side of the fallen tree and into the flames, presumably to his death.

HOWEVER this man has too much determination, he gets up and drags himself out of the flames and is found very burnt and scarred by Hawkfrost. Ash is then taken back to River Order camp and nursed back to health by Mothwing who is currently not allowed to leave camp under any circumstances (Hawk cant have her going to her gf and telling on him now can he?).

Ash ends up surviving, though with quite a few burn scars and a slash across his face from Squirrelflight. And after the death of Hawk's previous deputy, Ash is made Hawk's new Second. Ash's survival and place as River's new Second is dramatically revealed at a full moon gathering where he just shows up after being presumed dead and causes extreme chaos.

....

I dont have solid plans for after this, but I still want Hollyleaf to kill him, I havent decided how or when but its just such a fun thing I don't want to loose it. Also I dont know if im going to have Ashfall reveal Squirrel and Leaf's secret or if Holly still does that... maybe Holly and Ash get into a fight at a gathering and everything is revealed during it very dramatically ... idk

oh ya and note: during the fire scene Holly assumes that she too is one of Leaf and Moth's kits, but afterwards Squilf comes clean and tells Holly that she is actually Squrrel's only kit. This is even worse to Holly bec it makes her start to realize, she isnt part of the 3...

#cryptid answers #RoC story building #<- making a new tag for story snippet stuff #cryptidclaw's warriors au #rise of change #ashfall #ashfur

[mformarsala]

ok long-ish post with my thoughts on how tbb might end

Kinda of a fixed point we have is that Hemlock's research should be successful to a certain degree and lay foundation for cloning Palpatine.

My understanding is that Omega's blood function as a medium, substrate that allows to clone force sensitives while maintaining M-count. So you need Omega's blood and someone force sensitive.

Therefore, either Omega stays at the Tantiss (and tbb all die) or she stays just long enough for them to get enough blood (and than gets rescued by tbb)

While tbb casually kills a lot of characters it does not feel in the tone of the series to go the first glum route (and it does not really fit into overall plot).

I think there will be another time skip where they get enough data of Omega before she is rescued and it will serve to explain why after s3 the empire is no longer after Omega or tbb.

Plus partial success would explain why remnants of the empire are after Grogu in the Mandalorian. Say tbb rescues the force sensitive children and Omega, than the empire has enough of Omega's blood but needs more force sensitive children for experiments. And Hemlock is demoted because of the fiasco and it creates the delay till the Mandalorian in the program.

In s1e2 Cut says "You wanna know how to dissapear? Put being a soldier behind you and make a new life for yourself." so it seems likely to me that the ending of tbb is going to be akin the ending of the Mandalorian and they'll settle as farmers somewhere out of the way.

Maybe with the force sensitive kids, maybe they'll offload them onto someone "who can train them".

Emerie is probably going to defect and stay with the kids.

I hope clones imprisoned on Tantiss will be rescued by tbb. Omega keeps bringing it up for a reason, right?

Comandos... Tbb does not seem to be too focused on forcefully removing chips/programming so they'll probably be reassigned to other projects (in assumption that Tantiss closes at the end of tbb) or disposed off screen.

As I'm writing this I'm realizing that i see tbb ending either with a small farm just for tbb and Omega or a big farm for tbb and all the kids accumulated on the way. My money on the small farm though.

There is a possibility I suppose that Omega IS force sensitive and she goes with the other fs kids and tbb goes to live somewhere else.. But like the only thing that suggests that ending is that one line from Ventress. And I think the whole obsession with Omega's blood works differently. It's not confirmed high M-count, it's confirmed high M-count replication.

With how little Echo was in this season it does seem likely that the rumors are true and there will be another animated series. The story of Emerie, comandos, and freed clones might continue there.

Big question of course is the identity of CX-2.

Narratively I think the only option that makes sense is Tech. Plus observations I have seen online regarding speech patterns and fighting moves do seem convincing. However, I do have some reservations here. CX-2 is almost.. too good to be Tech? Absolutely no shade to Tech but he was always part of a team and not a sole operative and focused on technical aspects and his weapon of choice were pistols rather than a rifle. Idk if time skip was enough to retrain him.

CX-2's distorted voice is different from CX's distorted voice. On one hand Tech's voice is different from reg's so it's a point for team Tech. On the other CX's voice sounds nothing like clone's and it was a bit of a reveal in s2 that the operative was a clone so maybe it's neither here nor there.

The second obvious option that comes to mind is Cody. Rampart knows about CX program; a clone that expresses doubts regarding empire is send to a secret reconditioning program and if anyone asks "he went AWOL". I mean it sounds plausible. Plus Cody is usually depicted wielding DC-15 either carbine or rifle so it's perhaps an easier switch to the CX's rifle. Though this season noone is mentioning Cody so it does seem far fetched. Unless face reveal is like the final frame of s3 and is used to pivot into the new series.

#star wars #sw #the bad batch #tbb #m says

[chuuyasheaven]

Heya! I'm literally OBSESSED with your Dazai fanfic for valentines event its so good omg it got me rolling on the floor gasping for air, beating the shit outta my octogawa plushie 😭 ( he's fine dw)

since I'm thirsty af can I request prompt 9, 11 and 12 for this hot ass mf Akutagawa and its a jealous seggs and bondage too where he tied you up with rashoumon omg... Also happy late valentines day I'm sorry if I hadn't wish you valentines day on 14th I had go to my old school for reunion 😭😭

Anyways I wish you luck bbg 😼😼

ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ/ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ: 9: “Beg for it, let me know that you deserve it.”, 11: “You're mine and I'm only yours, got it?” and 12: “Let me hear your sweet moans, baby.”

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ:Jealous Sex with Akutagawa! I guess he just wants to make sure you know who you belong to, right? <3

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: Jealous!Akutagawa, fem!Reader, Rashoumon being used as a rope to tie Reader up, rough sex, ada!Reader, bratty!Reader if you squint.. Lmk know if i fucked smth up!!! Accidentally added 10- (y'all are in the bedroom btw.)

ɴᴏᴛᴇs (ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ): I lowkey giggled when i read this..but i love this smut-trope alot! (if that's a thing) and it's okay, school sucks lol. Enjoy bbg! 🤭

“Tell me, why did you hang with that disgrace of a tiger again?” he growled against your neck.

~

For a little context, you and Akutagawa were a couple.

But you were both from enemy organizations, which didn't stop you from dating though.

I mean, yeah, Akutagawa doesn't like any of them except for you and Dazai, but it really bothered him that you were friends with the Weretiger, one of his biggest enemies..

This time, he was just really annoyed.

When he walked to the café where you were supposed to be at, he saw how you smiled at Atsushi the way you smile at him, not to mention that you let him touch you.

He just waited for you to finish, gave Atsushi a quick death stare and walk off with you.

Now back to where we left off-

“He was just hugging me, Aku, it's not a big deal!”, you spoke up for yourself.

“I don't like the way you smile at him, it actually makes me want to kill him even more.”, Akutagawa responded,

“Aku, let's just leave this for some other time. It's getting kinda annoying, y'know?” you tried to change the subject.

Akutagawa looked at you with slight annoyance.

How could you say that? He was just worried about you and Atsushi, what if you left him for Atsushi like Dazai did? Poor Aku. Come on you couldn't blame him for being jealous!

But, he won't let you be.

Akutagawa wants to, no, he needs to convince you to stay by him.

That's when something inside him snapped.

“Rashoumon!”, interrupting the silence in the room, as black ropes held you in place.

Being not able to process what had just happened, you feel you chin lifted by his hand.

“You know how such things annoy me, right? If you still don't get it, let me demonstrate.” Akutagawa just said.

“Akutagawa, what do you mean by-”, you let out a slight 'eek!' when you felt Rashoumon ripping off your panties.

(idk if Rashoumon can do that but yeah and yes, you had a nightgown on)

As you wanted to ask him again, you heard him removing belt, but also felt yourself get wetter by the second.

Lining up at your cunt, he let's his free finger get a taste of your slick.

“You're already wet? What a whore, but since, you taste so fuckin' good, baby, I'll let that slide. I know for a fact that the Weretiger will never get such a good taste in his miserable life, don't you agree?” Akutagawa smirked slighty, as he started inserting his cock into you.

You muffled your moans at this euphoric feeling, which Akutagawa didn't like. The Rashoumon tangled up your hands.

“Come on, Let me hear your sweet moans, darling, let everyone know who you belong to..” he panted as he started thrusting his length into you.

That's when you started to moan shamelessly louder than expected, not like he didn't like it.

How could you even keep quiet if he was fucking you so good? Akutagawa's cock hit all the right places, he filled you up just right!

“I'm c-close, Aku! Please don't stop..!” you desperately moaned to him, you let out a whine as he slowed his pace down.

“Oh? Well, i might aswell stop right now, because i don't know if you deserve it..”, as you tried to move, you desperately failed.

Akutagawa, who saw this reaction let out a chuckle.

“You're such a slut. But if you have to cum that bad, beg for it, let me know that you deserve it.” he just demanded that from you because he was close to cumming, so hearing you beg for it, was gonna speed the process up.

“P-please, Akutagawa, i need you so bad..please let me cum! I swear, I'm only yours, i love you so much-”, you got interrupted by his erotic thrusting.

But now he was eager to cum, he needed to release into you.

“That's..damn r-right, you're mine and I'm only yours, got it? I hope you did by now.”, Akutagawa felt your cunt hugging his cock deeply, letting him lose a groan.

“Fuck! 'M so fuckin' c-close, Aku!” you told him, after the last thrusts your coil in your stomach snapped.

Bliss following, as Akutagawa shot his cum right after.

He released you from Rashoumon and collapsed on the bed, panting heavily.

You did the same. Akutagawa found himself hugging you and nuzzling into your neck.

“Did i make clear that you're only mine?”, you just whispered loud enough for him to hear,

“Yes, Aku, you did. I'm gonna set some boundaries just for you, but for now i want you to rest, m'kay?”, You felt his head moving, assuming he was nodding.

After all this, he drifted into sleep.

Reading back at it i realized that I accidentally added the 10, but who cares? because it looks good lol. Hope you enjoyed it!!! :)

#akutagawa smut #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa ryuunosuke #akutagawa bsd #akutagawa imagine

[teenwolffan6]

Sterek should have been endgame and Scott needed to be less of a dick.

I wish the writers would stop using Derek as the punching bag. Like I get he was an angry asshole at the start but can you blame him after all that he went through? He should have had a character growth arc and given the chance to be a better alpha instead of making him give it up. I get the symbolism of giving up the power but he should have gotten it back. And we should have seen more of his full shift than what we got. Like the Hales were special because of the full shift and we only see it once? Also he should have gotten his family land back, like it's been in his family for years and he's lost enough he shouldn't have let the county take his land that was fucked up. Even if he never rebuilt, he could have tore the remains down and put up a marker or a tree or something to show they were there and what happened. But to let it become new housing was just fucked up.

I would have like to see Derek and Scott be co-alphas and lead the pack together. They could have had a batman and superman friendship with one of them being broody and the other being hopeful and optimistic.

Stiles should have had magic. I know Dylan O'Brien said he didn't want Stiles to have magic and just be human but come on, he would have been badass at it.

I was never a big fan of Stiles and Lydia because it felt like he was more in love with the image he had of her than of her. Yes he got to know the real Lydia and they fell in love but I still didn't really like it. He was too obsessed with her it felt like he just wore her down or something idk. I know that Dylan said in an interview that Stiles and Lydia would have dated for a while but then realized they were better of as friends, and this was years before the movie came out.

And OMG the movie what the shit was that!?!?!? For all that Scott said he would be the alpha and defend Beacon Hill he left the town for years and still left at the end of the movie. Derek, Peter, Malia, and Jordan are really the only supernaturals left to defend the town. The Hales are the ones protecting their territory. And did they really have to kill Derek in the way they did it. Like fire really? REALLY!?!? And in front of his sixteen year old son. Derek lost his family at sixteen to a fire and now his son Eli loses his dad to a fire at sixteen? Really!?!? Like I hated it, I hated that the whole movie felt like Scott was just reliving his high school glory days. I hate that's Scott got his happy ending at the expense of Derek's life. Derek was good, he was happy with his son, had a home, a good business, was respect in the community, had a good relationship with the remainder of his family and you kill him off? And then hint at the fact that Scott would be the one to 'adopt' Eli, a kid he barely knew, just so that he and Allison could play house and be a happy little family? BULLSHIT!!!!

I read somewhere that Jeff wanted the show to end with Scott and Allison together and Stiles and Lydia together and that their kids would all be best friends. But with Crystal Reed leaving in season 3 that changed things. The movie felt like his way of getting that ending he wanted but Dylan not returning changed things again. But at least Scott got Allison back, so yay? Don't get me wrong I loved Scott and Allison together but Scott was so obsessed with her to the point that he would throw anyone but his mom under the bus for her. And it got annoying very fast even worse was the fact that he didn't really learn anything from it he has just as obsessed with Kira (though maybe not to the same level). The whole bros before hoes thing was non existent for him. I get Scott was supposed to be like a King Arthur kind of figure, you know? Special, good leader, kind, and legendary but Scott was not it. Yea he had his moments where he was really good but he had so many where he wasn't and he never seemed to learn and grow. Like even the BBC Merlin Arthur who started out as a jerk became honorable, just, and a good leader, yea he too had his moments where he regressed but it was still better than Scott.

They should have fixed his relationship with Derek maybe then him taking Eli in would have made more sense. Like Scott hated Derek a lot ,more so than necessary. Yes Derek lied to get Scott to help him take down the alpha (Peter) but Scott acted like Derek was he one who bit him. Scott forgave so many others who had done far worse (deucalion?) But Derek was where he drew the line? Why because he bit three others who chose the bite? I get him being mad about the lies, I get him being mad about Derek's attitude while on the alpha power trip but come on sometimes Scott was just a dick. He was willing to look the other way when Victoria tried to kill him and was ok with keeping quiet about why Derek bit Victoria and let Allison hate derek and attack his pack because he didn't want to cause problems with Allison. No he sucks. We could have had an epic friendship between them but no we got something half-assed and I hate it.

And why the hell did they make Derek basically a True Alpha like two seconds before he died like what the FUCK!?!?!?

I just wished the would have given Scott some character development instead of just making him more powerful.

#sterek #derek hale #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #eli hale #scott mccall

[fyodorkitkat]

yandere fedya? hcs and nsfw hcs?? i know you hc sub and (bottom? vers? idk which im sorry) fyodor so I still mean that too if you want to answer nsfw.

Hi hello sure.

I think Fyodor would be a subtle and manipulative yandere. We actually see him give Dazai advice in the prison arc that falls in line with this when Dazai asks what he should do about the waitress.

So it would involve him making moves behind the scenes to isolate the focus of his affection. I think he would do this slowly and methodically as to not cause suspicion. He might even convince someone that they are making the decisions themselves that are leading them away from the people in their lives and into his arms.

He might say things to convince them that they aren't safe, especially if they learn the nature of his occupation. Though the only reason they would know about his occupation to begin with is if he told them intentionally, he could easily hide it, so that too would be part of his manipulation.

If we are looking at the canon arcs for this he spends a lot of time working on his plans, so I think he would keep the person he is obsessed with close to him when he is in his base, but also they would be dragged around to safe houses and other locations probably while I think he would trust leaving them in the care of Ivan specifically he wouldn't want to be away from them for too long.

He would use video surveillance to spy on them probably even in places one would expect privacy. He doesn't trust people baseline, and I think a yan!fyodor would be more paranoid about his loved one, they would get even less leeway probably in terms of privacy. Because even if he believes they won't leave, I think he still would want that full level of control to ease his own concerns, leaving nothing up to chance basically.

In terms of violence I think this would more come into play if other methods to isolate them failed. If he couldn't get them away from the people in their lives he would resort to murder, but I think he might have someone else take care of it still so it couldn't ever be tied back to him. He would definitely lie as well about if he knows anything, he is never revealing that he had them killed. First of all because he isn't going to implicate himself unnecessarily, and second of all because he knows he'll lose favor with the person he is trying to isolate if it ever is revealed. That would cause him problems he definitely would want to avoid.

Your second part idk if I have much to say about that for a yan!fyodor? I think any sort of physical relationship or dynamic is possible, basically whatever would have been typical for the couple if Fyodor wasn't a yandere or whatever their relationship was like prior to him ramping things up because they would have been convinced to stay or put in a position where they think they chose to be there.

The only thing I would say is a yan!Fyodor probably would not be okay with being tied up or restrained in any way no matter how close he is with his partner. The level of trust they could achieve with this situation is different than with a non yandere Fyodor, so that I would say would be off the table probably.

#sry I know ppl often use stuff like “darling” for yan hcs but I actually hate that and skim that word #so I'm not using it myself but I didn't want to use a name or target it to myself #i dont usually write this sort of thing either so the format might not be great 💀 #also I hc sub & vers fyodor but idk if I've actually specified that before so no worries #ty for the ask 💜🙏 #-Lue asks #bsd fyodor #bsd hcs #bsd

[deathbyoctopi]

making a rec list so I don’t forget

It’s more or less a year since I got started in the Chinese series, and I want to share Opinions with y’all!! 😁😁

I’ll place them more or less in preference order, with tiers and whatnot, so of COURSE we have to start with:

GOD TIER (aka. The absolute best) 

The Untamed. Amazing. Can’t say much without rambling for six hours, so I’ll just say this was a wonderfully addictive thing to discover. Saw the series and donghua, read the manhua and the books, got me hearing some bits of the audiobook too and I’m going insane with the fanfics and fanart. Dead evil overlord resuscitates and meets childhood classmate, they solve mysteries and go on adventures together, which both isn’t and is an euphemism. 

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DEMI-GOD TIER (because there’s really only one untamed):  

Heaven Official’s Blessing. Going with the books here, bc the gods immortal know when (If!) we’re getting a series of that one. But the story is interesting, the characters very likable, the main ship is downright adorable... And what little donghua we’ve got so far was delightful (praying for that one not to be discontinued, plzzz). Twink God with the worst luck imaginable meets piss-your-pants-scary Ghost King and they go on adventures together. Still an euphemism. 

The Dumb Husky and His White Cat Shizun: Another book/manhua rec, bc I’m looking just as forward to get the series, and who knows... This one has a base concept that comes straight from fanfic dreamland!!! In the best way possible, too! Reccomending this having read only 2 books so far, but it feels warranted. Evil overlord goes back in time to his youth and decides not to repeat the mistakes of his first life. The mistakes follow him, tho. Also, he’s so horny for his shizun, who he Hates™ very much. 

Word of honor. A series so bent on showing everything they can of the main characters relationship without showing it that it may have changed the gears in censorship ^^U I found the story a bit confusing, with a myriad sects and intrigues, but the character dynamics are so fascinating!!! (Speaking only for the series, haven’t read the book). Angsty repentant master spy with a Mysterious Past wants to go die in peace, but handsome leech with a Mysterious Past says otherwise. 

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MUST TIER (Very recommendable! I’d force-feed all those to you if I knew where you live)

Blood of youth. A series (maybe a book and manhua, idk) about a dumbass young hero that wants to prove himself in the martial art world, a mysterious youth obsessed with money and a handsome (and also mysterious) monk with almost godlike powers entangled in a conspiracy that reaches deep in the Imperial palace... Engaging story and characters, particularly the supporting roles, because even though they’re not the focus, they’re memorable enough to feel relevant. 

Scum Villain Self-Saving System. Books (NEVER mind the very short, strangely paced digital art donghua) about a man transmigrated to the martial art world from a trash webnovel he loves to complain about. He’s the villain there, and doesn’t want to be for the life of him precisely because it will kill him unless he can get in the main character’s good graces. And he does that. All too well XD

Sleuth of the Ming dynasty. A series (is there a book? I’d like to read it) about an official of the Imperial Government who solves cases. No world-breaking powers, no flying swords, just very real crime and clues and palace intrigues (the Imperial family are recurring characters). The main two characters are an absolute delight: the Detective, who is brilliant and socially clumsy, and nevertheless manages to leech off the Soldier to the point that gets in his house and manages to get a lifelong loyalty out of him. 

Thousand autumns. There’s a donghua, which is as weird and uncanny as the svsss one, but since the books got recently translated I’m going more with those. Handsome Horrible Man Extraordinaire harasses, gaslights, bullies and almost kidnaps Pretty-Faced Frail Twink, and they end up invariably together. I can barely remember the story, something something Book Of Martial Arts Awesomeness that everyone and their mother wants, but that’s irrelevant. The story is worth it just because of those two idiots. 

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OK TIER (Recommend if you’re bored and want something entertaining, but not life-changing)

Birth of the drama king. A half-serious, half-silly series about two warring sects that sic spies on each other. One might be too successful, almost getting attached to the other sect’s leader, because (presumably) they are long-lost brothers. The story is decent, but an absolute point on its favour is the (very handsome, if only a bit lackluster) role of Song Jiyang as doctor Yan. And the fact that he’s so serious, while being the Universe’s punchbag. Seriously, he gets hilariously abused in almost every episode. Love it.  

Till the end of the moon. A long, epic battle between good an evil with a romance so strong that can (well, ought to) defy destiny and the will of the gods. If it wasn’t for all the miscommunication!!!! >:3  This one was very difficult for me to place in this list, because what is good about this series is marvelous, and what is bad (boring or frustrating) is almost painful to sit through. Of the latter, the aforementioned lack of talking skills of these two endlessly suffering dumbasses and the epic battles, which do nothing for me, though might be great for other people. And the good things... if the whole series had been like the first ten or so episodes, this would be now in the demi-god tier. The premise!!! The execution!!!! The acting!!!!! Give me the whole early stage of Tantai Jin and Ye Xiwu’s marriage, up to that new year, and nothing else!!! After that, it’s a slow but sure decline.

Stick to the script. An extremely self-aware comedy sketch show with the transmigration premise and an almost surreal beat. The main point is of course Wang Haoxuan, but it also has good puns, quick humor and at least a couple scenes so absurd I had to laugh out loud. But the episodes are so short!!! I found that very distracting, they last only 2-3 minutes each. I enjoyed it MUCH MORE finding a compilation on youtube. It lasts 2 hours in total, so it’s very manageable like that :)

Be my cat. Another series with an absurd premise, and amusingly self-aware, but sweet and occasionally fun enough to be worth a watch. The plot is about a girl who receives from her cultivator brother (who’s gone missing) a sphere with a yao cat, that escapes and possesses the dying body of a young general. The resulting human-shaped cat forms a reluctant bond with her, and she enlists his help to find her brother and the other three lost animal spheres, with their respective yao that wreck havoc. 

Dance of the phoenix. A series about a young cultivator girl whose powers and memories are stolen, so she has to fend for herself while attracting an alarming number of suitors, old rivals and admirers. The plot is serviceable at best, and the characters not very interesting... but the effects are quite good, and damn my weakness, it has Wang Haoxuan too!! The ending was mightily confusing, tho. I have no idea what that was about.  

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PASS TIER (Watching that wasn’t technically a mistake, but... ugh) 

Immortal Samsara. Yess, it’s well-made and well-acted, but the story is soooo slow!!! And soooooo boring!!!!! The character’s actions don’t make sense more often than not, she subtleties of their behaviour clashes with some very drastic and unreasonable course of action, the lack of communication in this one is downright painful to behold... Only the second third gets a bit interesting, the stakes are higher and the characters finally less stiff and more enjoyable, but bloody hell... It’s not worth it, not at all. 

#BTW #I accept recs!!! #anything that keeps fueling my hunger #XD #the untamed #heaven official's blessing #word of honor #husky and his white cat shizun #cql #mdzs #tgcf #svsss #mo dao zu shi #tian guan ci fu #thousand autumns #birth of the drama king #stick to the script #sleuth of the ming dynasty #immortal samsara #dance of the phoenix #blood of youth #be my cat

[theragethatisdesire]

i’m sorry ur not feeling well 🥺💗 sending you positive vibes tonight!!

for the slumber party plz tell me allll about your favourite character that you don’t currently write about 🙊 i wanna hear all the secret deets

HEY TIFFFFF i appreciate it :( i hope i'm not like being annoying venting on here i'm just so miz and i know my irls are sick of hearing it lolol anyways!!!!

okay my current obsession is gojo. and bc i haven't actually started the fic yet, i don't technically write for him often, only per request. does that count? idk i wanna talk ab gojo lol

just gonna throw everything below a cut because idk where i'm headed with this. minors stay away!

this is like, canonical, but gojo's so fucking annoying LMAO like i just know he is the most obnoxious, can't-sit-still, sarcastic asshole on the planet. he really makes it hard to love him sometimes.

this....is not a spoiler for a fic i'm def not writing (wink wink) but i just don't think gojo could really properly fall for someone who was not powerful. like i think part of his distance from others is his (admitted) narcissism that is somewhat well-earned considering he is....gojo fucking satoru. he needs someone that is at least somewhat towards the top of their ranks in whatever they do.

i also feel like gojo would be encouraging to a fault? like always pushing you further towards your goals, stepping in obnoxiously if your boss doesn't notice you've been working your ass off for a promotion (again, annoying). like he won't rest until you've made progress.

gojo also gets baby girl-ified WAY too much

like hear me out

we see him through the eyes of the kids/around his students in most of s1, and that's not to say he doesn't have the potential to be a playful, lighthearted person *when he wants to be*

but remember that scene of him talking to the jujustu higher-up where the guy tells him to watch his mouth and gojo laughs in his fucking face??

he's an egotistical, all-powerful, ballsy maniac. like gojo is not braiding your hair and cooing in your ear 24/7.

he is slowly backing you into a wall and taking what he wants from you. like sorry he just is.

also gojo strikes me as someone who is ....nasty. like, blood and knife play, gun play, psychopathic kind of nasty in the bedroom. idk if i would personally ever write that, but he's been through so much and seen so much gore you know that that's fucked with his....tastes, so to speak

i do think however that gojo would be absolutely devoted to his partner

like it would take him forever to come around and accept that he now felt responsible for protecting yet another person and that he had accidentally formed a connection (i see gojo as also having a very weird relationship with his humanity vs. his divinity but more on that another time)

but once he's around? he's in it for life. i mean, even if you don't ship stsg, you must acknowledge that gojo has never been willing to truly let geto go. he couldn't kill him, refused to believe geto had done that even though geto was showing signs of deteriorating mentally.

he's the same way with his partner. good luck breaking up with gojo because it's going to be a years long process.

gojo loves someone who can push back at him. he doesn't want an entirely submissive partner (kinda like eren!)

he likes someone who will put him in his place, has a sharp tongue, isn't afraid to stand up for themselves or others.

love language is absolutely gift-giving like that man has to spoil his partner he can't help it

size kink. turns his infinity on mid-sex to punish you. wants to have sex where he stands overlooking tokyo in the s1 opening. always takes the blindfold off during sex. huge public sex guy. i said what i said. it's hard being correct.

i could literally go on for HOURS tiff you have no idea the grip this man has on me. i cannot wait to write this fic!!!!!!!! ah!!!!!

thanks for coming to my slumber party lovie kisses from me to u :)

#rage.rambles #gojo #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru headcanons #tiff.moot #slumber party

[starryevermore]

meet me in the afterglow ✧ wrecker

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request: I saw u were looking for star wars requests, so here I am!! I'm obsessed with your Cross and Wrecker works, so 👉🏻👈🏻 Wrecker please? Your angsty Cross one was so good, would you consider imp!Wreck & f!reader? Make it angsty & smutty, a lil fluffy, whatever you think works, just go ham! If that doesn't take your fancy, I'd love to see some traditional Wrecker content - oh oh oh oh protective Wrecker, my beloved. Or Echo! Idk I just love your stuff and I'm dying to see you write more for the clones bc I think you write them very well  Sincerely, imarvelatthestars (but from my main ✌🏻) - @imarvelatthestars​

pairing: imperial!wrecker x medic!fem!reader

summary: wrecker has to trust the empire, even if they are trying to take you away from him. (but even he can’t deny the crumbling foundation of his faith.)

word count: 3,839

warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, smut, a little angsty, pre-destruction of kamino, canon divergent, au where wrecker stayed with the empire instead of crosshair, piv sex, unprotected sex, pet name (pretty girl), not proofread

Wrecker hated when other people touched you. They weren’t gentle with you. They didn’t treat you like you were a precious gem, something to be cherished, something to be treasured. And while his own hands were designed for destruction, he always made sure that you never knew of the blood that stained him. You were good, you were sweet, you were kind. You looked at him like he was something more than a soldier, something more than Kaminoan property. You treated him like he was something special, and all Wrecker wanted to do was treat you the same way.

But, kriff, no one else seemed to treat you like that. Not the regs, not the Kaminoans, not the Imperial officers. No one else seemed to realize you deserved to be treated like you were everything.

Sometimes, that was the only thing that made him question staying with the Empire. If no one could appreciate you like him, why should you and him remain? He should just scoop you up, steal a ship, and get to the first planet where he could provide you a good life. But, the Empire could provide a good life, too, right? If he continued to be a good soldier, if he continued to follow orders, if he continued to prove himself useful, it would amount to something. Right?

So, he tried to hold back on following instincts and ripping off the hands of the other people who dared to touch you. He had to be a good soldier. Good soldiers do not attack without orders to do so.

And yet, when he walked into the medbay and saw one of the regs reaching out toward you, his hand almost coming to rest on your hip, Wrecker wanted to dismember the man and beat him with his own limbs. Wrecker didn’t realize he had let out a low growl until your head whipped around to look at him, the reg’s eyes widening as he looked at Wrecker. The reg pulled his hand away. 

You looked over in the corner, where one of the Imperial officers stood. A few months ago, one of the natborns had gotten too handy with you and Wrecker nearly killed the man. The punishment had been worth it, but ever since, an officer was stationed in the medbay to prevent such situations from arising again. In the back of Wrecker’s mind, though, he couldn’t help but wonder if the officer was there to protect you or if he was there to incapacitate Wrecker if he acted out.

“Take a seat on the cot over there and I’ll be with you shortly,” you said, turning your attention back to the reg. 

Wrecker went to the other side of the room and sat on the cot. It sank under his weight. Wrecker ground his teeth together. Every day, it seemed, hatred began to burrow further and further into his chest. When Wrecker decided to stay with the Empire, to not follow his brothers in their desertion, he thought things would be different. He had been promised that things would be better. And, for a time, things were better. He was given a squad to lead, he was allowed to be more than the muscle and explosives specialist. He was allowed to be more. But, as the days passed by, as the days became months, Wrecker was all too aware that he still wasn’t respected. Kriff, they wouldn’t even get cots that could support him without threat of falling in. 

“Alright, you’re good to go,” you said to reg, finishing off the bandage on his shoulder. “Change your wrappings every couple hours, and keep an eye out for any infections. Come straight here if it gives you any trouble, okay?”

“Can I come even if it doesn’t give me trouble?”

You turned away, busying yourself with cleaning your tools. You looked at Wrecker, then the officer. “That would be inappropriate, trooper. My job is to treat injured soldiers. Such duties cannot be interfered with.”

“If you change your mind—”

“I will not.” You glanced up at Wrecker again, then back to your tools. You swallowed hard. “My duty is to the Empire.”

Wrecker looked at his feet, guilt weighing heavily on his chest. A good soldier does not question his superiors, he reminded himself. The Empire had done so much for him. Who was he to question them? To act as if he knew better? 

“Well—”

“Don’t you have training to go to, trooper?” the officer cut in.

The reg’s mouth snapped shut, though his eyes widened for a moment, just a fraction of a second, as if he forgot that the officer was there. He gave a curt nod, muttering a thank-you to you, then left the medbay without another word. 

As you finished cleaning your tools, you looked at the officer, offering a tight-lipped smile. “Thank you, sir.”

The officer nodded, watching you closely as you crossed the room to where Wrecker sat. Guilt still ate at him, chastising him for daring to think that the Empire wouldn’t do anything to protect you. Of the Empire would protect you. Wrecker had no reason to believe the Empire wouldn’t. 

You cast another glance at the officer before greeting Wrecker by saying his number. “How can I help you today?”

“Got blown up on the last mission,” Wrecker said, the tightness in his chest loosening as you rested a hand on his arm while looking him over for any obvious injuries. 

Your eyes immediately met his, your brows furrowed together in concern. Then you glanced back at the officer again and your face dropped, void of emotion. “Good thing you came here then. Can’t have our troopers harboring hidden injuries,” you said. 

Wrecker felt the hidden meaning behind the words. I’m glad you’re here. I want to take care of you. 

“That’s why I came here.”

The corner of your mouth lifted. You knew he meant, I love when you take care of me. 

Wrecker wasn’t very good at speaking in codes. He was a very direct sort of person. But, when it came to you, he was willing to speak in a language only the two of you understood. Like the Kaminoans before them, the Empire did not tolerate the clones having…relations. That never stopped Wrecker from loving you (how could it?), but it did limit the way he could express his feelings toward you. 

“Can you lay back so I can examine you?”

That was something Wrecker loved about you. You always asked permission, always made sure what you were doing was okay. It made Wrecker feel like a person, like he was something more than a soldier. Something more than a number. 

He removed some of his armor so that you could perform the examination before he laid back against the cot. Wrecker relaxed under your touch, the stress from the mission slowly melting away. You asked a few questions as you examined him, trying to determine if he was experiencing any pain. It was a bit hard to answer, if only because he could fall asleep under the gentleness of your touch. 

Then, he heard someone say your name. Wrecker sat up as you turned around, looking towards the door. 

“Vice Admiral Rampart,” you greeted. “Is there something wrong, sir?”

Rampart shook his head. “Oh, no, not at all.”

“Do ya have another mission fer me?” Wrecker asked. 

He hoped Rampart didn’t say yes. Wrecker had been looking forward to an evening with you. Usually when Wrecker got back from a mission, he had a day or two on Kamino before he was sent off on another mission. It had become routine for you to sneak into Wrecker’s bunk, or him into yours, and spend the time together. This last mission had lasted two weeks, and he was really itching for some alone time with you. 

However, Rampart ignored Wrecker, his focus entirely on you, as he said, “I’ve come to deliver the good news in person.”

“Good news?” you repeated, brows knit together. “I’m sorry, sir, but I wasn’t expecting any news.”

“There was an opening for a charge nurse,” Rampart explained. “After much consideration, you were determined to be the best fit for the position.”

Wrecker tensed. There was more to this, he was sure of it. It didn’t make sense for Rampart to come deliver this news. Wrecker just couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

“Oh. That’s wonderful. Thank you, sir,” you said. “I didn’t realize there was an opening here.”

“Oh, no, you misunderstand. The opening isn’t on Kamino. You’ll be going to Coruscant first thing tomorrow morning,” Rampart said. It was impossible to ignore his sly smirk. Wrecker wanted to punch it right off his face. 

Your mouth opened then closed. Wrecker noticed how your hands trembled, no matter how you tried to keep them steady. “It’s an incredible opportunity. I look forward to it. Thank you again, sir.”

Rampart looked over at Wrecker, his smirk growing, before he looked back at you. “It will be a shame to lose you, of course. Few nurses can take…such good care of our soldiers.”

You offered a tight-lipped smile. “I'm sure my replacement will be just as capable. The Empire only employs the best.”

“That we do.” Rampart’s smirk turned more into a sly grin. “Well, I won’t keep you from your work any longer.”

“Thank you again, sir…I appreciate the opportunity to better serve the Empire.”

Rampart nodded and began to leave. But before he reached the door, he turned back around. He said Wrecker’s number, making Wrecker straighten, nervous for what was to come. “There is a mission for you. You’ll be training soldiers on Daro starting tomorrow. Come to office when you’re done here and we’ll discuss the specifics.”

Wrecker nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Rampart left and, when you looked back at Wrecker, your eyes were glassy. Wrecker’s fingers dug into his leg, fighting the urge to reach out, to caress your face, to let you know that everything would be okay. But he didn’t have the luxury to comfort you. Not now. Not under the watchful eyes of the Empire.

Instead, Wrecker said, “Congratulations on the promotion. You’ll have to celebrate.”

I hate that they’re making you leave. I need to see you before they take you away from me.

“Thank you. I look forward to better serving the Empire.” You pushed on Wrecker’s shoulder, encouraging him to lie back down again. He did. You started your examination again. “I’ll have to celebrate this opportunity when I’m free.”

I hate this, too. When the day is over, I’m yours.

For the rest of the day, Wrecker felt like he was running on autopilot. He barely listened during his meeting with Rampart. He could hardly focus during his training. He wasn’t even entirely sure he managed to eat anything.

How could the Empire do this? How could they rip you away from him? Why was the Empire taking one of the few joys he had in his life? 

By the time the day turned the night and all of his and your obligations were satisfied for the day, Wrecker was ready to take you away from your job, carry you to your room, and worship you. Thankfully, he was able to restrain himself for long enough that he knew that he would less likely to be caught.

Now, Wrecker stood outside your door, Lula clutched in one hand. He raised his fist, rapping his knuckle on the door once, twice, three times. A beat passed, then two. The door opened, and you pulled him inside. You shut the door, twisted the lock, then threw your arms around him. 

Lula dropped from his hands. Wrecker lifted you, scooped you up in his arms, and walked over to your bunk. He settled on the mattress, holding you on his lap. You pressed your lips against him, kissing him so hard like you were trying become part of him. Wrecker slipped his hands down, resting them on your hips, tugging you closer to him. He needed to remember this. He needed to remember the feeling of you against him. He wasn’t sure if, when, he would ever get to experience this again. 

“I fucking hate this,” you mumbled against Wrecker’s lips. “Fuck the Empire. Fuck them for making me go away. I don’t wanna leave you.”

“Don’t say that. The Empire…It…” Wrecker tried to find the words to defend the government that had given him this sort of life, but nothing felt right. “We won’t be apart long. I know it. I just know it. I promise. You ain’t gettin’ rid o’ me.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Wreck,” you said. Your head dipped, nestling in the part where his neck met his shoulder. “This was always something that was gonna happen. We always knew this wasn’t…This isn’t the sort of thing that remains a secret, no matter how hard we try.”

Wrecker blinked. “You think…You think he knows about us?”

“Awfully convenient to send me away to Coruscant and you to Daro.” You let out a sigh, your breath tickling his neck. “I’m scared, Wreck. I don’t wanna lose you. I don’t want this to be our last night together.”

“It won’t. I’ll make sure of it.”

“Maybe we should have gone with your brothers. Maybe we should have listened.”

Wrecker pulled away, frowning at you. “You shouldn’t talk like that. The Empire…It…We have to…” Wrecker’s shoulders deflated and he tried again. “My brothers left us. How would that be any better?”

“At least they wouldn’t be separated. At least we’d be free to leave if they tried.”

Free? Wrecker’s head dipped, his cheek resting on the top of your head. He didn’t really know that word. Not in a practical way, anyways. Wrecker, his brothers, even the regs…None of them were supposed to know freedom. They were bred to fight, to lay down their lives for the Republic. In the absence of the Republic, they served the Empire. They were supposed to only know war and bloodshed and violence. He was never supposed to know the softness you offered him. 

But, even if he didn’t know the word, he loved the way you said it with such conviction. He loved you believed that the two of you could be free to live whatever life you and him so chose. Perhaps that was why he wanted to believe in the Empire. He wanted to trust that the Empire would treat you and him right. He wanted to believe that, one day, he would be done with fighting. He wanted to believe you and him would settle on some remote planet, somewhere quiet. Somewhere with a lot of forests, he thinks. Perhaps have a little farm. He would give you children, he would provide for you, he would give you the life you deserve. 

“…The Empire will give us that freedom.” And yet, despite his insistence, this faith in this system was starting to crumble. But he wasn’t sure for what he was going to fall into if he let it slip out from under him. 

You let out another sigh. “Forget I said anything. I don’t want us to argue now. I just wanna enjoy being with you while I still can.”

Wrecker nodded, kissing the top of your head. He was fine with that. He was fine with not thinking about how complicated and shitty and awful this all was. He was fine with not getting a headache from trying to sort through his feelings on the matter. He was fine with that. He just wanted you. 

His fingers slipped under your shirt, squeezing at your soft skin. Kriff, you were so warm. He loved that about you. Loved how you were a soft, little furnace curled up against him. His fingers dipped to the waistband of your pants. 

“Can I touch you?” Wrecker mumbled. “Wanna memorize the way you feel.”

Your breath hitched. “Please.”

Wrecker pulled your shirt off, grunting as it momentarily got stuck when he tried to get it over your head. This would be easier if he could just rip it off you, but he knew it upset you when your clothes got ruined, even if you did assure him it was fine. He threw your shirt to the floor. Your bra went next, joining the pile. 

Kriff, you were beautiful. No matter how many times you and him had ended up like this, Wrecker couldn’t quite wrap his mind around how you could be look like a goddess. Wrecker lifted you up slightly, pressing kisses down your neck, down your chest. When he reached your breasts, he spent some extra time cherishing you, taking a nipple into his mouth, giving it a gentle suck before moving to the next one and doing the same. 

“Kriff, Wreck,” you moaned. “That feels so good.”

“Good. Means ‘m doin’ my job.”

“Mm, need you to fuck me, Wreck. Need to feel you. Need you to do your job,” you breathed out. 

And, oh, Wrecker was eager to please. The remainder of your clothes then his were shed in quick succession. Maker, seeing you like that before him, aching for him, wanting him to make you feel good. Wrecker’s fingers dug into your hips (and, oh, wasn’t that a pretty sight too? Wrecker wanted to memorize the sight), guiding you down his cock. 

“Kark, you’re so big,” you whined, burying your face in Wrecker’s neck. Your teeth nipped at his skin. “Can’t ever get used to this. Could cum just like this.”

Wrecker’s chest puffed up. He loved knowing he had this effect on you. He loved knowing that he was the one who could make you feel this good. There wasn’t a lot of things that Wrecker could control, or even understand, but he knew how to do this. He knew what buttons to push, knew how to thrust into you just right, to make you fall apart. He loved it. He would do it all day, every day if he could. 

And, what was even better, was how good you made him feel. With your tight little cunt wrapped around his cock, he felt he died and gone straight to Heaven. As you rocked back and forth, your pussy nearly strangling his cock, he struggled to keep his moans to himself. He always tried to hold back a little in that regard, scared that if he was as loud as wanted to be, the two of you would be caught and he would lose you. But…He was already losing you, wasn’t he? What was the point in holding back now? 

No. He shouldn’t think like that. Everything was going to be fine. You were going to be fine. He was going to see you again. He just had to. He had to trust in the Empire. He pushed the thought, focusing on how you were squeezing his cock, pushing him closer and closer to his release. 

“Oh, Wrecker,” you moaned, fingernails digging into his shoulders. Your head was thrown back, eyes squeezed shut. 

His hands held your hips, guiding you up and down his cock. “That’s it, pretty girl,” he grunted. “Make a mess all over me. Show me who makes you feel this good.”

“You do—fuck, I’m gonna—”

“Go ahead, pretty girl. ‘m right behind ya.”

You fell apart around him, your thighs shaking, your body trembling. You collapsed against his chest as he continued to thrust up into you, his own release following close behind. He came with a shout, arms wrapping around you to keep you close. 

“I love you,” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. 

“I love you, too, Wreck. So much.”

The two of you remained like that for a few minutes, basking in each other’s afterglow. But then Wrecker remembered something he wanted to do, something he needed to do before it was too late. He rose from the bed, you still in his arms.

“Stay here just a second, pretty girl,” Wrecker said, setting you down on your bed. 

“Huh?”

He got up, going over to where the fallen Lula was. Carefully, he picked her up before turning back to you. You were watching his, brows furrowed, trying to figure out what he was doing. He walked back over to you.

“Take Lula,” Wrecker said, pressing the Tooka doll into your hands. You stared at him, your jaw slack. “Take care of ‘er, okay?”

���I will.”

“No, ‘m telling ‘er to take care of you. She’s taken care of me fer so long. Need ‘er to do the same fer you.”

“Oh, Wrecker,” you sniffled, cradling Lula close to your chest. You scooted over in your bed, making room for him, and pat the mattress. He slid up next you, slinging an arm around your waist. “You’re the kindest man I’ve ever met.”

“Only ta you,” he said. He kissed you, trying to memorize the feeling of your lips against his. “I don’t want this to be our last night together.”

“We’ll figure something out. We always do. I won’t let them keep us separated.”

Wrecker pulled you closer, pressing your face against his chest. He didn’t want you to see him cry. He didn’t want you to see him start to doubt himself, to doubt the decisions he had made to land here. Because…maybe he was wrong. About the Empire, he means. Maybe he should have taken you and left with his brothers when he had the chance. Maybe he should have ran away with you a long time ago. 

“We need to trust the Empire,” he mumbled, trying to reassure himself. 

I’m scared.

You sucked in a breath, then said, “The Empire knows best.”

I’m scared, too.

“Can you tell me about your day?” Wrecker asked. “I like hearing you talk.”

I want to remember the way you sound, just in case this is the last time I get to see you. 

“Only if you tell me about your mission.”

Talking to you is the only thing keeping me calm. 

“Deal.”

And as you began to tell him about all the things you had done today, Wrecker found his eyes shutting. They felt damp with tears. Maybe if he shut his eyes, they wouldn’t fall. Maybe he could control that, if he couldn’t control this. 

This was going to be fine. It had to be. Because, if it wasn’t…Wrecker wasn’t sure he could handle it. And he couldn’t let you know that. If he was doubting himself, how could you ever have faith in him to make this all right? He was going to make this right. He had to. He had to give you the life you deserved, far, far away from the dark shadow the Empire was casting, the shadow that Wrecker wasn’t sure if he could ignore. 

(He never made it right.)

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[glass--beach]

after being reminded of the film’s heavy trans themes daxe and i watched “synecdoche new york” last night, my first time seeing it since i was a teenager. it holds up! teen me was right about it. it does seem to go off the rails pretty often but it feels like charlie kaufman’s apparent obsessive spiraling in the screenplay perfectly parallel caden’s own obsession with his play within the movie. you have this writer trying to create this perfect simulacrum of reality in the form of a messy, complex, existentialist play, which contains the play within itself, and within that is another play and on and on… feels very autobiographical to me. however in all the messiness there is definitely an intentionality behind every choice and when you find connections it does truly seem to add up to something. idk what to make of the trans themes though - “i want to be pretty” “i think i would’ve been better at being a girl” - caden’s gender being constantly mixed up by others, and him eventually literally switching roles with ellen… there is something undeniably trans here but i don’t think that’s all it’s getting at, it seems to come from his desire to understand others (especially the women in his life) better & also taking on the role of his ex wife’s maid speaks to his own paranoia about sickness and death, trying to keep her space clean so she may live longer… ellen said “caden is a man already dead” his therapist asked him “why did you kill yourself?” his stalker, playing his role in the play, did kill himself… but he dies playing the role of a woman in the arms of an actress playing the role of her mother… much to think about, definitely a movie where i will find new meaning in it every time i watch it, very beautiful

anyway i could probably go off about this in a more thought through and structured way but the reason i actually started to write this post is because we found out right after watching that we coincidentally happened to watch it exactly 10 years (to the day) after phillip seymour hoffman died

#actual blog post #suicide cw

[monsieurboyardee]

So I was listening to the frankenstein musical and now I can't stop thinking about a bingqiu Frankenstein AU.

Shen Yuan finishes reading Proud Immortal Demon Way, a book about how luo Binghe, a young assistant of Shen Qingqiu (local college dropout obsessed with bringing the dead back to life) is murdered by sqq so that sqq can bring him back from the dead for his experiments. In the book, Binghe is reborn again without his memories, and reaches out to sqq. Sqq is so horrified by his creation however that he sets fire to his lab and runs, thinking that lbh died in the fire. He returns to his home and his fiance yqy, only to find that yqy has been murdered. Eventually all of the people who sqq knew were murdered by lbh, who had survived the fire and now remembered (idk how maybe he read the documents that sqq took down during the experiments that lbh saved from the fire) his death, and swore to destroy everything sqq ever loved. The rest of the novel is about how lbh destroys everything sqq ever loved, and sqq chases after him in a blind rage. When sqq is found in the Arctic and dying on a ship, lbh finds him and murders him too, making sure that sqq understands how his actions brought his own undoing.

After reading this novel, shen yuan trashes it for being long and boring and stupid. "If I was sqq I wouldn't have been so disgusted!! That's your goddamn assistant!! If you thought he was so hideous you shouldn't have killed him in the first place!!!"

Shen yuan dies.

He wakes up in the body of sqq, a month after lbh becomes his assistant.

Sy, now sqq, realizes just how awful things are about to get for him.

Sy always rather liked Binghe though, and always hated how sqq abhorred and abused his assistant for being naturally brighter than himself. In fact, the reason why sqq had killed lbh in particular was because lbh was the one who finally figured out how to bring people back from the dead, while sqq had been trying to figure it out for years.

So instead, sy forgoes the constant abuse sqq constantly put lbh under and instead treats him with kindness and affection. He trusts lbh with his methods and procedures and he confides in lbh when he's stuck on an issue. He talks with lbh about love, and how lbh should never be afraid of it, that he deserves only the best. He begins to see lbh as not just his assistant, but as a close confidante.

Lbh falls in love with him.

There's two things that absolutely must happen though, according to the irritating system that guides sy through his new life:

1. He has to push luo Binghe from the roof of the lab, and watch him fall and die.

2. He has to bring lbh back to life, and then abandon him.

As the days go on and the two get closer and closer to the secret of resurrection, sy gets more and more nervous. If he doesn't kill lbh, then he himself will die. If he kills lbh, he doesn't know how he's going to live with himself.

Finally the day comes where lbh figures it out. The final secret to bringing back the dead. Sqq immediately feels like he's going to be sick.

In the original book, sqq asks lbh to follow him to the patio jutting out from the fifth floor of the building. When they get up there, sqq pushes lbh off the patio, where he then falls to his death.

Sy is shocked when lbh is the one to ask him to join him on the rooftop patio.

Sy follows lbh to the rooftop patio. The system is blaring in his head, if he doesn't kill lbh he's going to die, but his hands are shaking and oh God he can't do it.

Lbh takes sy's hands in his. "Why are you upset, Shizun?" He asks, cupping sy’s face in his palm and smiling tenderly. "You should be happy, we finally did it!!"

Amongst the screeching warnings from the system, the giant red warnings blocking his vision, and the pounding in his ears, sy is too busy trying to find any way out of this to hear lbh's confession of love. The system blares in his ears, and a countdown appears before his eyes. 3....2....

Sy looks at lbh for the last time. "I'm so, so sorry," he says.

Then he shoves lbh off the rooftop patio and watches the shock, the confusion, and the devastation consume lbh's face as he falls to his death.

For days, weeks, months, sy works on bringing lbh back to life. Some of lbh's body was too damaged from the fall, so sy goes grave robbing. He takes only the finest body parts that he's able to, only the best for lbh. He isn't able to find any body parts close to how lbh originally looked though, so lbh gains an extra foot of height, his arms and legs become stronger, larger. Whoever comes out of this is not going to be his lbh.

But it will, at the end of the day, be lbh. And that is all that matters.

Sy documents everything through film (a historically inaccurate detail that had driven sy insane when he'd first read the story. Now it's the only thing that gets him out of bed in the mornings). He talks to Lbh as he works, the way they used to when he was still alive. He tells him about the procedures, asks for his opinion. He talks to him about the things sqq sees out the window, about the letters piling up on his doorstep that he has not replied to and doesn't intend to. Multiple times sy throws himself upon lbh's body and just lies there, shakily murmuring over and over again "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." Everything is caught on the films.

Finally, there's a lightning storm. The experiment works. Lbh, or what was formerly lbh, sits up for the first time completely on its own. When he opens his eyes, his irises glow crimson. "S,,,Shizun?" He croaks, reaching out to sy with large, white fingers.

It is only then that sy remembers that in the original book, lbh comes back from the dead and murders sqq.

The guilt and the fear finally overtake sy and he dodges lbh. He runs straight out of the lab and out the door, running and running from his lab, from lbh, until he finally catches a ride to Qing Jing Peak, the only other place he remembers. He forgets to set the lab on fire.

Despite everything, he is glad he didn’t.

He returns to Qing Jing Peak. Yqy is waiting for him, a man who sy does not know and does not love. Sy is haunted by the acts he's committed, and confines himself to his room for several weeks.

As winter begins, yqy comes into his room one night and tries to kind of push sy into sleeping with him, or at the very least staying the night ("I don't understand why you have shut yourself away ever since you came back," he says. "I don't understand and you won't tell me. Aren't we engaged?? Didn't you swear that we would belong to each other from that point on??"). He kisses sy.

Sy pushes him away and demands that he leave his room. A few hours later, sy is startled awake by a ruckus in the other room. When sy walks in to see the cause of it, he finds lbh in the middle of strangling Yqy.

Sy yelps in shock. Lbh turns at the sound, his hands loosening as his eyes alight on sy. Yqy takes the opportunity to slam his fist into lbh's face and attempts to fight him off, screaming at sy to run. Lbh retaliates by slamming his fist back into yqy's face again and again and again, until yqy is on the brink of death. Sy rushes forward and grabs at lbh, telling him that if he spares yqy then sy will do whatever he wants. Lbj tells him to come away with him. Sy agrees.

Lbh allows sy to pack whatever things he's accumulated over the past few months. Then he takes him by the waist and steals off into the night.

Lbh brings him back to the lab. He tells sy that if he tries to abandon him again then lbh will kill him, before he leaves to let sy unpack.

Sy and lbh live their days together. Sy is confused, bc in the original novel lbh brought sqq back and demanded that he make a wife for lbh, then another, and another, forever forced to create wives for lbh until sqq, horrified by the idea of more of these monsters running around, destroys them all.

But lbh doesn't ask him to make him a wife. Instead he brings sy meals, brings him his old papers, forces sy to fix any parts of him that have fallen into disrepair over time or develop things to make lbh more comfortable. As time goes on sy forgets that he is a prisoner, and as the days go by he begins falling in love with Lbh, though he does not realize it himself.

Lbh apparently does not remember how he died, or even that he did. But even though they for the most part operate as per normal, lbh sometimes looks at him with worlds of hurt and anger in his eyes. One night, yqy sends him a letter, saying that he is coming with a mob to kill lbh and bring sy home. Sy hides the letter without reading it, as he does not want lbh to think that he's been corresponding with yqy. While lbh is out, he goes to the nearby neighborhood to get ingredients for a recipe lbh had been talking about, picking up a pretty jade necklace for lbh. Lbh and sy go to the market together often so he doesn't think much of going on his own.

He isn't prepared for yqy to appear and drag him into a carriage. Yqy hugs him, tells him he's so glad he's safe, tells him not to worry, they'll kill the monster soon and he'll never have to worry about him again.

Sy rips aways from him. "You're going to kill him???!!"

Yqy relays the plan out for him. Sy is horrified, tells him to call off the plan, that they can't kill lbh. Yqy thinks that he's been tricked by the monster into falling for lbh. Yqy locks him in his room and sets off with the mob.

Sy breaks the window in his room and, grabbing a pistol from his drawer, grabs a horse and rides it back to the lab. He arrives while the mob is trying to batter down the door. He sneaks in through the back and finds lbh standing on the fifth floor patio, the letter from yqy that he'd hidden in lbh’s hand.

Lbh thinks that sy was sent up to murder him. He had come back from his own short trip to an empty house, and had assumed that sy had abandoned him again. He found the letter while trying to find sy and assumed that sy had been secretly plotting to kill him with yqy behind his back, just when things between them were starting to get better.

Heartbroken twice over, he and sy fight. He tells sy that in the time after sy had run away, he had found a couple of the tapes sy had documented lbh's revival on. He had watched the very beginning of the tape, depicting sy with deep, deep bags under his bloodshot eyes, looking straight into the camera and saying, "I killed Luo Binghe. I pushed him off of the patio roof on the fifth floor, and I watched him fall to his death. This is Log 1, Day 1, of me trying to bring him back from the dead."

After seeing that part of the tape, lbh remembered everything leading up to his death. In a rage, he threw the tapes in a box and shut them all away.

"You MURDERED me Shizun. You pushed off that roof and watched as I fell. You told me that it didn't matter who I loved, because what mattered was that I loved them with all of my heart through the bad and the good, and yet you turned around and you murdered me with your own two hands. I loved you, Shizun. And you hated me for it. I was dead long before I hit the ground."

Sy in his shell-shocked state can't find the words to respond. The mob finally breaks through. "Xiaojiu!" Yqy exclaims, shocked at the sight of sy facing off the monster.

But the crowd is too bloodthirsty, and when they see the monster they immediately charge. A pitchfork aims at lbh's heart.

There's a collective gasp, and a cry of "XIAOJIU!!!"

Lbj stands, mouth agape, blood pounding in his ears, as sy falls to the floor, the pitchfork protruding through his body and dripping With his blood.

Lbh loses it. He kills more than half of the mob, and the others retreat, dragging a screaming yqy with them. Lbh wants to absolutely destroy them, burn their village to the ground and salt the earth with their blood, but his Shizun's corpse is growing colder in his hands.

Sy coughs up blood. “Ah…how stupid…” he mumbles, his eyes fluttering shut. “That wouldn’t have hurt you in the first place…it’s not like you can die…”

“Then why?” Lbh sobs, brushing sy’s hair out of his face. “If you knew it wouldn’t hurt me, why did you do it?”

Sy smiles.

Lbh watches as sy dies in his hands.

Months later, there's a lightning storm. Sy sits up on his own, his once deep black, now jade-green eyes opening wide as he gasps for air.

He had once brought lbh back from the dead. Now lbh had done the same for him.

Lbj tells sy that he's sorry for bringing sy so much suffering. He tells sy that he had never really hated him, even despite all the hurt and the heartbreak sy had put him through. He tells sy that he loves him. Then he runs away to the Arctic.

Sy, newly awoken and very confused, rummages through the lab and finds the box of tapes. He watches through them and he slowly remembers everything.

He visits yqy. Yqy breaks down when he sees him, and apologizes. He hands sy the jade necklace that sy had bought all those months ago, and tells him that he forgives sy, and he hopes sy forgives him in return. They break off the engagement, and yqy promises not to search for sy when he goes.

Sy follows Binghe to the Arctic, constantly on the lookout for his former assistant. He gets hypothermia, and is picked up by a whaling ship. While recovering, binghe finds him. Binghe angrily tells sy to stop following him. Sy steps forward and wraps his arms around Binghe and hold him tightly. He tells him he's sorry. He explains as much as he can about everything, about his grief and his regret and his shame. Finally, he tells Binghe that he loves him, in his own sy way.

The two go off and rent a cottage in the woods. One day, Binghe goes back to the lab and digs out that old box of tapes. He watches through all of them. When sy comes back from his trip to the market, Binghe is sobbing at the image of sy on the screen.

And the two live happily ever after and love each other a lot and they live forever bc they're undead the end!!! ✨

#scum villian self saving system #svsss #bingqiu #luo binghe #shen yuan #shen qingqiu #yue qingyuan #frankenstein au #and everything that follows a frankenstein au #copy pasted this from my twit #ace’s archives