#im loosing it this shouldn't be as funny as it is

[questioningpunctuation]

HELP?????

PARTY POISONS BOYTOY?? WEAKNESS: GETTING SHOT??? 😭😭😭

#im loosing it this shouldn't be as funny as it is #thought that said T4T instead of T&T and i just accepted it #if someone already posted this please let me know and then shoot me in the head #ttlotfk #fun ghoul #funpoison #is that their ship name?? #probably #mcr

[layraket]

THERE WAS AN UPDATE YOU KNOW THE DRILL SLEEPING BE DAMMED

theres so much going on jokes that i will deffinetly take advantage of theories of the meaning of things the goddamn art everything

first of all apparently Malo Mart turned to a mega corporation???? well sorry twi no 60% of discount for you that sucks

thats rough buddy

i cant take it seriously poor Four, look at that face

thats the face of someone who will be grounded for some time after all this madness and is totally not happy about this

Sky was waiting letters from Sun, maybe she couldn't write something for him? either way poor guy look at his sad face :( the heart makes it better

baby? baby??? smol???? smol hylian???? tiny cute litol hylian????child????

ahhh Time dont just say yes and left it like that! i need to know!!!

Twilight my man at this point you will be grounded dont test the old man's patience

Time knows the dangers of excesive courage, yes it can keep you going and maybe make you win the battle, but can also kill you if youre not careful. This is what almost happened with Twilight, this almost might have happened to Time too

He's scared that for this reckless courage he might loose his descendant, the one who brought hope to him and his wife to form a family and live happy

(also he saying this makes me think more about the posibility of Malon being pregnant, too much mistery please old man just tell me i will not say anithing ur secret is safe plweas)

HERO'S SHADE HERO'S SHADE

not much to say here, it might be a wrong translation that im doing but hey! it reminds me that Twi already knows that Time is the Hero's shade but like. with flesh and eyes. alive.

OKAY HERE I HAVE THINGS TO SAY

When Wild asks Twilight's face changes inmediately, he doesn't want to look down, he still feels the need to be strong in front of the younger heroes, worrying them is the last of his desires

Four is not stupid, he notices the actual mood of Twi and ask again, but with different words. It looks like it really made Twi reconsider things

doesn't exactly talks what was having him a little down moments ago, but at least it seems to calm them, again, they shouldn't be worried after what happened

Twi for hylia who were you thinking he was talking about????

no really i have that question who was he thinking that was asking for him?????

"who kicked the fuck out of that bad lizard??? who did that???? yes you did!! you did it amazing!!! im so proud my beautiful exterminator of dumb lizards!!!"

HE JUST

FUCKING ROLLS

YEAHHH WIND FLIP

Hyrule 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💛💛💛💛💛✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

hes so badass jumping off heck yeah stairs are dumb

also Wind thats a cool move you too legend jumping and rolling are so cool love you guys

Wars dont ruin the fun nono guys keep doing it i'll even give you chips if you do that

oh they really think that Wars is broke and has no money alright

im glad that this bit kept going i love the boys teasing each other (Lege and Wars specially)

hey listen

listen

i dont want to ruin it

but

it would be funny

just

just listen

would be very funny that

it just

breaks

hey it would be funny cmon

andddd theyre off!

Hyrule learns from watching, from the actions and movements that he sees in the enemy, and uses it to make a plan to attack, learn patterns and be ready for anything

yep hes gonna play an important role in the next arc i have a feeling

now buildings art aprecciation cuz holy shit theyre so pretty

gorgeous

fantastic work i feel blessed

(all art credits obv goes to @linkeduniverse ! )

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu update #linked universe update #lu chain #lu spoilers #lu update spoilers #linked universe spoilers #i talk #uhhhh its almost 1 am #idc it was worthy

[george-weasleys-girl]

babyy😩I need a story from you to be happy

can you do Fred weasley x gn!reader fluff/angst? They come home stressed out from a tiring day, maybe Fred wants to show a new invention and they end up falling out cause of tiredness.

They apologize and the fluff comes, the reader hears about the new invention and they sleep cuddled, the twins already have the store, the reader can have their own store...

if you cant, let me know. im sorry for the bad english - 🍓

Of course, lovely! Btw, your english is excellent 🧡

The Argument

Fred Weasley x gn!reader

Warnings: a couple of curse words

~•~

Y/N breathed a sigh of relief as they approached the front door.

Home.

They could finally relax and put this hellish day behind them.

Or so they thought.

Y/N had barely gotten through the door when Fred grabbed their hand, pulling them through the house. "I'm so glad you're home, baby! I've been waiting all afternoon to show my new invention!"

"Fred," Y/N tried to get his attention.

"It's so cool!" He continued, completely oblivious.

"Fred, please," they tried again after tripping and almost falling. "Could we just - "

"I can't believe I haven't thought of it before now!" He blathered on.

"FRED!!" Y/N yelled, digging their feet into the carpet. "STOP! JUST STOP FOR ONE FUCKING MINUTE! PLEASE!"

He stopped dead in his tracks and stared back at Y/N.

"I just got home!" Y/N began. "I'm tired! I'm stressed! And I need to pee! And all you can think about is your stupid invention!"

Fred dropped their hand and swallowed hard. "Fine. Go do whatever you need to do. If you need me, I'll be in the workroom with my stupid invention."

"Fred, love, I didn't mean..." they attempted to apologize, but he'd already disappeared into the workroom, slamming the door behind him. "Dammit," Y/N sighed, massaging their forehead against the oncoming headache before heading to the bathroom.

~•~

Y/N shuffled out of the bathroom to find Fred sitting on the bed, head in his hands. They sat down next to him. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I didn't mean what I said - "

"I know you didn't," he interjected. "This is all my fault. I didn't stop to think about your needs or that maybe you'd had a bad day."

Y/N scooted closer to him, wrapping their arm around his shoulders. "It's okay. I shouldn't have lost my temper. You were just excited."

Fred looked up at them and smiled. "I still am. And I still really want to show it to you. But first, I want you to tell me about your day."

"Are you sure?" They asked. "My story can come later."

"No, you're more important, love," he took both their hands in his. "Tell me what happened. Please."

Y/N took a deep breath, releasing the last of their stress. "Some kids thought it'd be funny to set a niffler loose in the shop..."

~•~

"Wow! This is amazing!" Y/N peered down at the new invention.

"You really think so?" Fred asked.

"Of course, my love," they smiled. "This is genius level stuff."

Fred grinned, his cheeks tinging pink. "It still needs some tweaking before it's ready for prime time."

"Well, I'm sure you'll have it ready in no time," they complemented, leaning in to give him a gentle, lingering kiss.

"Hey, what do you say we order in pizza?" Fred suggested after they pulled apart. "And then cuddle up in bed and have a cheesy eighties movie marathon."

Y/N smiled. "I couldn't think of a better way to spend the evening."

~•~

@milivanili99 @fancy-pantaloons @turvi @zvummyummy @pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy @georgie-weasley @nighttimemoonlover @jsjcue @wzrd-wheezes @fredweasleyyyyy @hufflepuffie @alexistonks @anvaaryn @samshifts @asuperconfusedgirl @superduckmilkshake @mysticsheepsoul @gemofthenight @1lellykins @junerprsh @sierraluvz @wolfkill16 @smallsweetvanillabean @costheticbabe @thatonepersonwhocantwrite @charmedfandomgal @loveosewood @hanne-montana @rhunew @greenapplegrass @lizzytrees @spididerman @Havenater1920

#fred weasley #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x gn!reader #fred weasley x you #fred weasley fluff #fred weasley x angst #hp fandom #hp universe

[darkbluekies]

Jerry asks #2

Previous one

Concept: I've put multiple asks into one post to avoid too much loose posts on my account! This way, you have more to read too<3

Warnings: nsfw mentions, drugs, murder

Rahhh i love ur OC Jerry smmm, i wanna squish her like a stress ball and inhale her into my nose 😔😔Im conclusion, i can't wait to see more of Jerry and your writing in general!!! &lt;;33

youwannadowhatnow???? (thank you so much ily)

Bro i am SO in lesbians with jerry its not even funny

Very good >:)

how would Jerry react to reader killing someone out of self defense?(p.s. im lowkey in love with Jerry)

She will be proud over you. All that self defense she taught you actually worked. She's so pleased to know that you can take care of yourself when she's away. She'll comfort you, knowing that this most likely will take a toll on your brain.

"It's okay, baby, it's okay I promise, you did nothing wrong! You did so well. You could even have been harsher if you ask me, but you're so nice, aren't you? The nicest little baby? Come here."

As soon as Jerry puts a colouring book in front of me bam my attention is gone I am drawing I am gone I am happy

Perfect, just like she wants :>

"Giving you a coloring book to keep you occupied" Jerre what the actual f... do you think i'm a child ?! *is absolutely doing the coloring with an offended look*

Lmao coloring books really are fun, i love them so much

She'll come over every ten minutes to check up on you and see how far you've come.

"No need to glare at me when you're obviously having fun, you child." She peeks at the drawing. "That looks good, baby doll. If you finish the entire page before I'm done here I might let you sleep on my arm tonight."

Does Jerry get softer over time? She’s stand offish but we get those moments of softness, when she settles down with her darling and they both trust each other will she be soft or still only fleeting moments?

She doesn't get softer in theory, but you learn how to take her behavior and analyze it. Her cockiness is a part of her personality. it's not disappearing anytime soon. However, if you match her energy she will be much more comfortable. You might even be on the same level with her instead of being her property.

Example:

"I ought to give that son of a bitch a real pounding", Jerry mutters with her arms crossed over her chest.

"You should wipe the floor with his hair", you reply. "Use it like a real good mop."

She scoffs out a laugh. "I should, shouldn't I?"

"If you don't, I will."

You're about to leave, but she grabs your shoulder, forcing you back.

"Not a fucking chance, Y/N", she says. "He would grab your hair and swing you over his head like a damn propeller. I'm not letting him hurt you, you're too important to me. You can help me, but you're not doing anything by yourself, do you understand that?"

"In that case he'll hurt you too."

"I'll be fine." She taps your nods at the man. "If you take his glass, I'll put in the sleeping pills. Let's go, baby. I'm right behind you."

on my hands and knees begging for more information on jerry’s mommy kink

Well ... haha ... Jerry loves to be in control and know that she's the leader of the relationship. Having you call her that makes her feel important to you. Plus it feeds her gigantic ego.

She's the type to want you to call her that among others, just so people know. It makes her feel even cockier.

Of course she mocks you about it when you become shy about it, why wouldn't she do that? The more embarrassed you are, the happier she gets.

BLUE OMG I LOVE JERRY SO MUCH SHES LITERALLY RHE STANDART ‼️‼️

AGREED<33333

jerry stole my heart<3 -💤anon

She will steal more than that, she will steal your entire life

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere oc x you #yandere mafia #yandere oc x reader #yandere female #yandere asks #yandere x darling

[stickyspeckledlight]

informally answering/replying to @harmonysanreads questions in le reblog. ask and ye shall receive answers

'Tis a good question. First, I insert a load of unicorn farts---

My kneejerk answer is:

But that's also a fucking LIE RAHHHHHHHHH 🔫

but i suppose 'delightfully flavored chaos' is the best way to put it, as you can tell from the above. when it comes to writing stuff, I generally only really use a loose outline, with maybe a box or two that absolutely has to be checked. it's mostly because I sort of like letting my fingers...just kinda go where they want. Letting the story 'write itself', ifykyk. There's no real eloquent way for me to put this, but I think the easiest way to put my thought process while writing waxing moon is:

"ok how do i do the silly haha before traumatizing the shit outta my readers. and the reader. and aventurine."

wait...that's not quite right either (and also my thoughts obviously got a shitload darker than that). Actually, now that I think about it, I should've started with this. if there's a single quote I had to point to that singlehandedly influenced my writing, it's this:

"The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes." - Nikolai Gogol

so...while i of course don't strictly adhere to this (since writing must fit its rhetorical situation), it's something I really love to do and try to do often. even if it's just a single sentence, a single word...to interject something of amusement is to give levity and a smile. but in the right circumstances, amusement becomes twisted, and even used against you. you read of a man's suffering, to which there is a single quip that has you smiling; and then, do you stop? do you stop to think: 'do I smile at this man's misery?' in other words, amusement, or 'funny things' in a story has a wide variety of uses. my favorite way to use it is to place it in a situation where it feels like it just shouldn't be there but is; and at the moment it feels like a relief, but of course, the narrative still continues. and that single moment of normalcy, of levity, it then highlights the absurdity, horror, etc. of the rest of the narrative.

but i also enjoy writing scenes where there's a strong sense of hopelessness and fatality looming over.

with my yan fics, I sort of wanna make my reader feel like both the spectator but also be in the story; I don't think this is a particular novel thing amongst us yan authors, but it's something I try to keep in mind and adhere to. I want them to feel unsettled, happy, amused, etc. But most importantly, with these stories, I want to leave them with a sort of confusion. to read a story so, so twisted, yet with a brutal softness to it...i just love it when fiction gives me complicated feelings about something, and it's something I hope to at least partially emulate lmao

idk. ig that wasn't really talking about my thought process in exact, but that's the closet thing I can come up with. metacognition hard.

(side note: i don't actually read gogol, but I am interested in at least reading the 'overcoat'. it seems to include the themes of mundanity that I just love *mwah* but I'm also too lazy to go ahead and download a pdf or something. Plus. i found a book called legends and lattes where an ogre starts a coffee shop in a fantasy realm. it looks great and I'm getting my hands on it as soon as I can)

physics isn't actually terrible, i just don't understand it. i have no clue how I got an A in physics. but I've also been really good at bullshitting reports while also not actually bullshitting them. and I can't really make fun of people who listen to physics stuff recreationally. i just finished a video about why 37 keeps appearing everywhere, from my refrigerator to my gacha games. and I'm currently chipping away at quinton review's nickelodeon retrospect. and then amateur politic theory and media analysis.

so in a way im making fun of both you and me, and you know what they say: two negatives make a positive.

before i go into symbolism: I would like to say a personal belief of mine:

although the answers i give may be the 'official symbolisms' and 'meanings', still feel free to read this fic with whatever lens of interpretation you want! if anything, it can be said that the 'official' meanings are also just another interpretation of the text. beauty is the in the eye of the beholder. anyway, moving onwards:

mmm, sorta? i originally intended to use the tower throughout, but those scenes got cut for pacing reasons, but I decided to keep the tower metaphor just as a sort of way to characterize reader.

specifically, the tower symbolizes 'stability.' reader wants to live a normal life, a modest but stable one. I've mostly based in on the 'Tower' arcana (but let's make it clear: my understanding of the arcana is a superficial understanding of a superficial understanding lmao)

ripping from the persona wiki because of my laziness:

but yeah, keep in mind that the reader isn't a one-and-one interpretation of the tower arcana. but I think you can definitely see the correlations lmao.

however the 'stability' of that tower is definitely dependent on their mental state which....well...

eh, i'm sure it'll work out....ehehehe......

this is probably something i should've clarified a bit more, but I decided against it at the time since I wrote this assuming the reader read destroyed onset; basically, I've carried over the 'ink' metaphor from it. it's actually pretty simple: ink is just 'fear,' but an especially potent one. thick and slimy, oozing its way down your back and just being nasty in general......a fear that may come to drown and burn you.

again, i probably should've been more clear, esp in this fic, but I when I was writing onset, I made it a bit more vague since I thought it was just. way too obvious and didn't want to feel like I was directly telling my readers and spoonfeeding them symbolize like they're toddlers. i was basically worried that I might've not been trusting y'all enough 😭 I wouldn't say that this series is like some. super duper cryptic puzzle you'll have to study for years to understand, but ofc I don't want to make it too easy, otherwise it's not as fun to pick and prod at the details and think about a fic if it's just too "obvious," at least to me.

Yeah, and i can see why. im not gonna go on a psychoanalysis tangent or anything, but since so many of us fantasize about a yandere for the idea of being wanted or....or just not having to work or pay for rent....it's definitely really easy to indulge in it in a romantic aspect.

i personally sort of love these sort of outcomes though, because the psyche of it all is so interesting! and deliciously messed up. similarly to the great @/jessamine-rose, I too love myself a twisted happy ending (as one can tell from how much I think about that gogol quote lmao)

predicted his twilight looking ass, and also fulfilling my life long dream of telling a stranger some weird twilight book

"da skinn of a keeler" (im sorry)

also i have not read twilight. but my friend also has a gun, so it's only a matter of time before I'm held to gunpoint by her

😏

i have abided by these wise words. i thought I included them, but I didn't. and also the second banner. anyways, moving forward, I defo won't be forgetting to do this. and I've also gone back to onset and added the word count there so as not to spook anyone too badly.

ty! 🥺🥺🥺🥺

(fr tho all of these asks, comments....unparalleled rizz I say)

#speckled answers #unlawfully #yeah the police are at my house sorry guys #looks like i'll just have to type with my hands shackled in chains #destroyed onset #waning moon

[propertyofmilfs]

Home away from heaven

Chapter 2: Desire, Deception and Shattered hearts

💫authors note💫

Here it is, chapter 2 of home away from heaven. This chapter does contain heavy smut. Enjoy reading 🫶🏻

ALSO artwork by @lavendercrow136 of Lucifer during their talk with desire

-A

Isleens pov

"Isleen where are you baby?" I recognized that voice… Dream…Even my sleep wasn’t sacred anymore these days.

I sighed and looked at him shakily,

"somewhere you won't find me"

Dream frowned, "baby please just tell me where you are I can help you"

I turned away,

"I don't need your help, your the one I'm trying to get away from" Dream looked at me sorrow and hurt in his eyes,

"Isleen that's not funny...baby please where are you?"

I shook my head, "Why can't you understand I don't love you? I love someone else"

Dream scoffed, "Who Lucifer?? Yea that's right Lucienne told me about your foolish crush on them. But Isleen they are bad, they aren't going to make you happy, they won't love you... they don't even love themselves"

I turned to Dream, and glared daggers through him,

"YOU don't know that, and that's not any of your buisness"

Dream slammed his hand on the wall, "Damn it Is, your supposed to be my wife, not lusting after Lucifer"

I banished him from my dreams and sat up in my cell hugging my chest, my stomach growled audibly.

"you have every right to be annoyed with me or hate me, I shouldn't have come here and demanded anything of you, but Dream contacted me and knows where I am”


“Child I know already. That’s what im after. Can’t you understand… you’re the bait” Lucifers voice rang through my head, connecting with me, filling my brain. Was this how they urged people on to commit crimes. 
I flushed embarrassed

"How much of that did you hear?”


“Darling all of it… don’t feel bad though. Many people lust after the things that are dark and mysterious”

It was like they were in my cell in real life, the smell of the bath they were taking, the smell of wine. I closed my eyes and saw them before me, sipping the wine I smelled before.


"ya know its rude to drink wine and not offer some to the key factor of your enemies undoing.”

I saw them smirking.


“It’s rude to demand such a thing when you are eaves dropping and all together be plain rude. So atlas no wine for brats”


"you could punish me for my disobedience, but I think part of you is to afraid you'll get flustered looking at me" I smirked


“Sorry, little mouse’s are not my type I’m afraid you’re wrong. I won’t stop you from picturing such desires later tonight though”


“no, but my parent is your type though..." I snapped throwing a glass of water i had summoned in frustration


“They might… what is it to you?” They chuckled

I didn't respond, their words hurt more then I'd care admit even if it was just a jab to make me flustered. 

A pout formed on the light bringers face

“did the mouse loose her tongue? Doesn’t matter… you’ll talk soon enough. At least if you are anything like desire”

"for someone who says I'm not their type, you keep talking" I snarked a bit of pain in my voice, I wiped away my tears and swallowed the emotion knowing they didn't care for tears

“Only for my entertainment”

"yes but your only doing it in my thoughts your not touching me your not in front of me and therefore I can tune you out and spoil your fun" I teased with a chuckle

“If you are going to torture me at least do it where I can see you.”

“Quite the flirt aren’t you, yet so different then your parent” I teased “I am not going anywhere. Quite frankly I’m still enjoying my bath and I am not going to waste my precious time on a little mouse like you”

Their voice left my head and I couldn’t help to feel heartbroken…

Lucifers POV

Mazikeen entered my room, she sighed. “My lord wasn’t that a little bit too harsh.”

I sighed “I don’t think it was, she was flirting… Desire would have wanted me to decline her efforts so I did. they haven’t visited in a while. I wouldn’t be surprised if they had forgotten about me all together” I sighed sipping my wine trying not to cry

Makikeen’s eyes softened as she looked at me with pity, she walked up to me and rubbed the tension out my shoulders.

‘’Have you tried calling them’’ she sighed.

“Yes, multiple times but, I lost all hope and gave up”

Mazikeen looked at the call log, and pressed call for me, Desire answered, "Luci baby are you there?? Hello hello?"

Mazikeen tossed me my phone.
I shook my head and gave the phone back to mazikeen

“I- I can’t. It’s always me who takes the first step I can’t”

I whispered before leaving stepping out on the balcony


"Hey Desire it's Mazikeen, Lucifer is currently indisposed at the moment, can I take a message?"

Mazikeen paused,

"oh your here, I- I'll ask them if they want company?"

Mazikeen looked at me,

"There- There here”


“Send them in” is all i said, I needed them to explain. I was mad. And sad. All things I have not felt in a while
Mazikeen nodded and went to the front entrance to the grand palace of hell and let Desire in. Desire was wearing Lucifers favorite color on them and was carrying a bouquet of flowers and a basket of treats and a stuffed dragon, and the next book in the game of thrones series wrapped up.

"I -I know I have not been able to call them back.. what am I walking into ? How mad are they?”


Mazikeen gave them a grim look

"You'll find out"


Desire walked into the opulent bedroom and noted the wine, the book with the carefully folded dog eared page and a messy bed. They saw their lover on the balcony, they removed their high heels,

"luci baby? Before you yell at me please let me explain”


I looked at them with my tears stained cheeks

“well?”


"I have been looking everywhere for my daughter, she wasn't at the wedding, I have searched every realm but yours because I knew if you had her you'd tell me.... I also knew that if I came here in my search I'd get distracted because you're my weakness and my greatest treasure I'm sorry.... I shouldn't have ignored you, I shouldn't have muted your calls I should have answered.. I didn't want to hurt you baby, you know how much I love you please, can we talk about it? You can punish me if you really want to but please don't leave me"

Desire whispered feeling extremely weak


“I haven’t spoken to you in MONTHS. Your daughter is in the cells, I caught her snooping on me not too long ago, suit yourself”

I sighed looking back outside


"You don't know what HE has on me, do you think I wanted to be away from you...your the only one who has ever made me feel like I have a home in this world"

Desire said crying softly


"I have been forced to work and make sure everything is perfect for that fucking wedding... and to make sure everyone else is happy, and in doing so I've neglected us? The one thing I actually care about...Do you know how fucking hard that's been"

Desire was sobbing


“Do you know how hard it’s been in here. To let myself love and then feel like I have been thrown from heavens all over again because once again I felt like I was going to be thrown out of someone’s life. He… he embaressed me in front of my kingdom. No one fears me anymore. He took my dignity and took the one thing I loved with him by not letting me see you. In the meantime your daughter has been flirting with me and I’m confused. before you say anything… no, I didn’t do anything. I even declined. Not that it matters to you”

I spat I was angry crying. My heart was shattered.

“If you love me then show me”

i cried harder squeezing the railing for support

Desire wrapped their arms around me and kissed me passionately, taking their time with me. A kiss I desperately needed. My mind was a mess.

"is this what you want?"

Desire kissed me again and I foolishly kissed them back moaning softly but still crying. I pulled them closer and laced my hands in their hair
Desire moaned wiping away my tears and kissed my forehead,

"I love you so much baby, please talk to me, tell me what you need me to do and I'll do it" Desire punctuated their words with kisses


“Love me… make me forget… please”


Desire nodded guiding me back to the bedroom, they shut the balcony door, and removed my robe as well as their own clothes and began to passionately kiss every part of me

"I love you"

"every"

“part"

"of"

“you"

Desire kissed me in between every word and gently trailed their hands along my frame. They began to suck on my inner thighs gently working the shaft of my cock.
I moaned softly pulling their hair softly
They whimpered at my actions wrapping their lips around my shaft and sucking gently, rolling their tongue around the tip of my dick, when suddenly desires phone began to ring. They ignored it continuing to pleasure me. When it rang again. They ignored it and this time began to choke and gasp on my cock.
They stopped for a moment catching their breath, rubbing their neck.

“I missed you” they whispered stroking my cock and starting to suck again.
“Fuck darling” I moaned biting my lip
I noticed dreams reigns on desire were taking their toll. They were bleeding and I cupped their face making them look at me and stop. 
“You’re bleeding” I said my breath heavy
They nodded trying to be seductive, "It's okay just ignore it”


“You’ll die…” I whispered

“just pick up on the little stalker I’ll be in my bed” I sighed
I started cleaning the bed and tucking myself in. Realizing it was just like before.

Desires POV


I looked at them as if I had been slapped, and answered the phone.

"WHAT WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT DREAM???" I was sobbing and angry

"NO I HAVENT FOUND HER YET, NO I DONT KNOW WHERE SHE IS, GOD DAMN IT WOULD YOU JUST LET IT GO, SHE DOESNT WANT TO HE WITH YOU I THINK SHE PROVED THAT POINT WHEN SHE RAN AWAY STOP RUINING MY FUCKING LIFE" 
"Why do you want her so bad?? You're like a child with a billion toys but they jump at the opportunity to get the one thing that they can't have. PLEASE, I can't do this anymore I want to break our deal"

I whispered brokenly


"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you of the consequences"

Dream sneered at me and concluded the call. I doubled over in pain, my hair turned bright white and their eyes a yellow color. I frowned,

"Am I still pretty?”


“I’d always think that…am I still attractive?” They asked me, I had never seen them like this before.


"yes darling, always "

I crawled up Lucifers legs to their chest and kissed them passionately

"d-do you still love me?”


“I always will, even if you neglect me” They whispered


I frowned and kissed their face passionately,

"it was not intentional”


“ make it up to me then” They smirked at me. 
I slid their cock inside of me and bounced on their cock wildly riding them,

"fuck baby yes that's it, tell me you love me “


“Fuck” they grabbed my hips and growled in my ear “I love you” they guided my hips to move faster.
I did as their hands commanded and went harder faster pushing myself down on their cock and their cock deeper inside of me,

"fuck Luci yes that's it baby, fucking ruin me make yours”


“Fucking moan for me” They growled biting my neck. Their voice made me shudder and I moaned screaming their name like a prayer over and over again,

"Luci I'm close!! Baby please come for me”


They moaned louder

“cum… cum for me” 


That was all I needed to reach my climax. I moaned cumming on their cock,

"fuck baby yes, fill me up”


They buried their face in my chest cumming deep inside me. 
I kissed their face stroking away the sweat damp blonde curls and moved off of them to spoon them

"I love you, no matter what happens please know that”


Lucifer nodded their head and tried to relax, my legs shaking to match theirs. 
I held them close and sang softly to them till they drifted to sleep in my arms. When I awoke the next morning I was painfully aware of people's needs in the mortal realm I kissed Lucifers cheek told them I'd be back and left.

I returned from my day in the mortal realm around noon and immediately kissed lucifers cheek

"I missed you today, did anything happen while I was gone?”

They started to chuckle.


“I wouldn’t know I was out cold, where did you go last night…” Their voice sounded painfully sad and I knew I had to tell them at this point. They had suffered enough.


I sat up and held my sides,

"I- I need to tell you something and before you get mad at me, or you get angry or freak out I need you to just listen to me...can you do that please?”


They furrowed their brows

“what did you do?”


I stood up away from them, "what if I told you I found a way to spite dream? And I did it. I did it to watch his life divulge into chaos and to make him suffer.... I did it to spite him, to help you so we can destroy him... the mortals are nothing more then our servants, and normally I wouldn't bother with trivial affairs from them because they are nothing more then entertainment for us, they serve us. Not the other way around as my idiotic siblings think. But I've done it, I have found a way to ruin him, I did it for you, for me for all of the others who are sick and tired of being in the King of Dreams shadow. I fucked her, I heard her calling out to me, all she wanted was a child, and I gave her the experience of a life time. Free of charge, I bred her like a bitch in heat, and now she swells with my child, a child that will be a Vortex. I did it to spite him, Mr. Perfect, Mr. Sandman everyone's favorite . I singlehandedly found a way to make his life a living fucking hell. All we need is that girl, the vortex all we need is her. So I cheated on you to spite dream, but if it helps you in the long run baby is it really so bad what I did?" I purred batting my eyelashes at them.

Lucifers POV


I stared at them in blind disbelief I released my hand from their lap and stood up from the bed wanting to be as far away from them as possible sipping my wine and lighting a cigarette. I didn’t even smoke, but it felt like the time to start.


They followed the and laced their hands around my waist like a snake,

"Baby please you have to understand it was all for us, for your plan? You know no one compares to you right?"

They kissed my exposed skin making their way to my neck before trailing down my arms and wincing at the offending cigarette smoke.

"You don't smoke, what is this?"


“What is it to you” I shrugged them off taking a hit.


"Everything, you are Everything to me. I love you... is this gonna be a thing now youre mad at me every time I have to fuck someone ?"

They asked smacking the cigarette from my hands and over the balcony. I could not believe what I was hearing. Desire telling me they had to fuck someone for work. They who never viewed the mortals as superior. I looked at them and spat my words out with venom. 


“It’s not work, you never saw it as work. You don’t serve people they serve you… that’s what is right? If I was everything to you, you would have cried right here right now, pleading to me. But to you I’m just a number. I haven’t been more then that. You’ve proven that again and again. I didn’t hear from you for months, and now you left me for “work” and decide to fuck another mortal whore. I might have fallen from heavens but at least I had some dignity for the ones I love.”

I threw my glass on the floor and smacked the door shut as I left my bed room and headed to the garden. It wasn’t a pretty garden but it would do, it was my own space. One that I confided in when I was alone and just fell. It’s my own version of Eden. And I wanted to seek piece and quiet.


They followed me against my will but Desire only did what they did best. Put themselves first over anyone else even after cheating on me.

"Lucifer you know who I am you know what I am you know what I do for the mortals.... your not just a fucking number for me, I do love you damn it. But I can't change who I am or what I am?!?! So if you wanted some prim virgin with no experience or knowledge of the world then congratulations go fuck my daughter. But if you can accept that this is who I am then baby I'm right here. Take it or leave it" they shouted their voice an angry rasp tears formed in their eyes. 
I looked back and pointed out the behavior

“this… is what I mean. Desires are more then sex you and I both know that. Never in your life did you fuck someone, you refused. I’ve known you since you were old enough to fucking run your realm on your own. I’ve known that real better then you, your tasks, you don’t fool me… you had a choice, you choose the mortals. Go ahead. Sleep your way to the top for all I care, but you are not crying your heart out to me anymore. You know your way out. I’m done talking to you.”

I turned my back towards them crying and curling myself up in a ball. It hurt. I would be alone again. My task for today was to stay out of isleens way. If I saw her, I’d jump on her immediately out of spite and she doesn’t deserve that.


"You know what? Your right... I don't deserve you and the mortals don't deserve me maybe she can serve them better I'm done. A world without you in it is just to painful, I'm done" Desire fled


Mazikeen approached me tentatively from behind, she hugged me,

"I'm sorry my lord, they didn't deserve you”


I cried harder in her arms, sobbing till it felt like my ribs were breaking
She comforted me for as long as I needed, holding me like this, she played with my hair and rubbed my back.


I cried till the crying turned into screaming, and crying again. My sobs carrying through all of hell.

I guess I have always known that love was not meant to be in my cards. God made sure I knew that.

Isleens POV

I heard their desperate cries. I heard everything. The sex, the yelling, glass breaking and then lucifers screams. Even though I too was heartbroken and wanted to say that this was their karma for treating me like this, I couldn’t help to feel sorry for them.

Maybe this would be the time to seek friendship and bond over the heartbreak we both share.

I picked up a pen and paper and wrote them a letter, shoving it under the door for Mazikeen to see.

Now all I needed to do was wait…

#gwendoline christie #fanfic #smut #lucifer morningstar #desire #the sandman #morpheus #ao3 fanfic #tumblr fyp

[cometrose]

i watched season 1 and caught up with season 2 of mashle in like a day and a half

blame bling bang bang born, that opening is so fucking catchy that i guilt-tripped myself into watching the anime because it didn't feel fair to stream without at least watching the first ep

i don't regret it this anime is like really fun im surprised

the casual eugenics??? everyone without magic is unworthy and deserves to die because it is unnatural and goes against the blessings of god?

you would think since lack of magic keeps finding its way into the gene pool and subsequent offspring these people would do more soul searching and question it!

I also think its really interesting how everyone suffers in the eugenics society, it is not just having magic, you have to have good magic otherwise you are just as worthless as the nonmages. You may hold yourself to a higher standard and think yourself superior but you are essentially still trash. Having magic isn't enough you have to be perfect all the time. Everyone suffers even the talented mages cause the slightest imperfection means you are lesser than dirt. You can't tell me this world is happy and blissful when anyone slightly out of the ordinary lives in fear of someone coming to strangle them in the night.

the story also acknowledges this there are tons of people who think they are superior to mash because they have magic even when they themselves are incredibly weak. like shoutout for commentary on racism and racial supremacy on how the weakest of people will act prideful and egotistical at the chance to walk over others.

i love mash, he's cute, i find his empty-headedness endearing i thought i would grow tired of his gimmick but I am pleasantly entertained. he's the realest guy ever

I ADORE LEMON SHE IS SO GOOD SHE IS SO PERFECT i love girls with a loose screw SHE IS SOOOOO GOOOD I LOVE YOU

finn has to be the straight man in a comedy anime and i mourn for him but he's cute as well

i forgive lance, i know i shouldn't but he's also kind of funny i'll ignore his siscon nature for my sake and his as well

dot surprised me like i was really expecting a crazy hot-headed incel weirdo but he's very respectful towards woman and for that you I rock with you! I also like how he plays the straight man role with finn like out of the boys in terms of self-awareness it goes mash > lance > dot > finn and thats neat

does mash have two dads...did that cop turn into his second father...

this is just ha*** po**** but that's okay im not mad

the magia lupus? yeah i cringed every time they came on screen I can't handle that blood purity speech at my age. I always remember reigen's (mp100) speech at the end of season 1. you're not special cause you have magic you're human just like everyone else here! GROW UP

speaking of them, they're kind of neat at least love, abyss and abel. they're cute im a sucker for rivals turned friends

rayne...i might have feelings for you

i was scared rayne was gonna be a dick when he appeared but he happily surprised me he is so sweet to mash thats great i love that and he's super cool and strong i respect that. I hope i see some brother moments with him and finn soon!!!

everyone has a specialty magic like is that innate? do they learn anything else or is their breed of magic just determined by their bloodline

i haven't even acknowledged cream puffs...thats okay too

i love how the main cast of friends is like "thank god im the only normal person here"

pretty good comedic timing i appreciate a healthy balance of humor and drama

i love how the cast moves to the beat of their own drum and i love teenagers rebelling against society! change da world my final message!

#mashle #A BUNCH OF WEIRDO KIDS #do we count the headmaster as mash's 3rd father figure does he count

[strawhatsoraya]

Yo ! How are you doing ? :)

As an ADHD girl, I was wondering if I could request headcanons for Corazon, law and Luffy with a female SO who has ADHD (inattentive type) ?

To help you with it (especially if you are not familiar with it) my symptoms are :

-forgetting and loosing things constantly

-being overwhelmed when there's is too much things happening (especially at work), like multiple people talking close to me ect, If someone talks to me and there's someone else speaking loudly or close to me I won't be able to filter anything that's being said to me and I'll lag haha

- when I'm sitting I'm either constantly moving (fidgeting, scratching my skin all the time, looking around...) Or I'll look super calm and absent, zoning out completely and working on autopilot and just daydream constantly or planning stuff in my head

- I often get distracted during conversations, I think about something else and I'll miss half of what they were talking about. I'm either going to bid my head and deal with the little infos I got or ask "what is happening? What did you say?" Even though I was there looking at my friends the whole time and when they don't respond and move on I feel isolated :( I have two people close to me that often asks me if I understood everything and I often say no and they repeat, it helps me (but I know it's annoying to do so I don't expect it)

-I will often not look in someone's eyes when they are talking to me but looking around or let my eyes get lost in the void. I'm listening (if the conversation is short) and responding but idk why I won't look at you

- I actually harm myself fidgeting when I walk and scratch my leg with my shoes (I can't help it) and it gives me scares and I bleed :( (I'll try fidget toys and see if I can get over this)

-im so bad with time I constantly am paranoid of being late so I'm always one or two hours early at meetings because if I'm not too early I'm late, there's no I'm between (when I'm with my friends they must tell me to chill and that we will be on time if I follow their rythm and it helps)

-im afraid I'm being too obnoxious and childish sometimes :( so I often apologizes when I'm happy, (but recently I've been told I shouldn't because it's funny and it's nice to have some positive) example when I'm outside with people : "OH this is so pretty!", "It's so beautiful!", "Look at that tree ! So beautiful!!!" Every 10 seconds, jumping around ect. BUT with people I don't feel comfortable with or not enough I undereact to hide how easily excited I am to the point people think I'm not interested

I hope this helped! Thanks 😊

Hey! I'm doing well for a Sunday lol. Thanks for sending in your request. As someone who struggles with ADHD I totally related to your symptoms lol. I constantly lose track of my belongings, and have the worst time management ever. I have like 100 alarms on my phone and somehow manage to snooze them all. It's a problem. I know. Anyway, I wrote a few drabbles for you for this cute little headcanon. I hope you enjoy!

Corazon

 eyes that (don’t) commit

He hadn’t noticed at first. It was a truth he’d be too ashamed to admit. He hadn’t noticed the way your eyes always flit from spot to spot–quick as a butterfly, your attention always split in between worlds. He hadn’t noticed the way you always responded a beat or two too slow, or the way you’d repeat his last words like a parrot–a cute one–as if that would help jog your memory; or perhaps you were stalling, trying to buy time.

He never really understood why; truthfully he didn’t see a reason for it.

You were you, and that was fine. You laughed at his jokes, and had once, very boldly, with your whole chest made fun of his laugh only to confess very quickly that you loved it too; loved how it made you laugh, and what more could Cora ask for?

Your laughter followed his own wherever it went. It didn't matter if your eyes didn’t. He knew your heart was with his.

Law

where focus goes energy flows

At first, it irritated him. You were unable to follow through for lengthy conversations. He’d be staring at a book, expecting you to understand his instructions. When he’d look up, you’d be staring blankly, a little smile on your lips. 

It was both infuriating, and endearing.

You always seemed embarrassed after, deeply apologetic. You’d say the word over and over and over, like it would ease his heart. A ‘sorry’ did nothing for him. The expression on your face, the pained look behind your eyes was infinitely more worrisome than any bit of conversation that you had missed.

How many before him had failed to understand you? How many had turned your heart away because they lacked a certain kind of tolerance? He couldn’t tolerate the mere idea of it.

The day it finally clicked, he found you in a corner of the Polar Tang, as if you were trying to remember where you were headed. He chuckled beside himself, and gathered you in his arms, squeezing you tightly.

“I really hate it when you say: huh,” he could hear your voice now, see you blinking. It made the corner of his mouth twitch. “But it’s okay. You can keep saying it as many times as you need.”

Luffy

what a plot twist you were

The Sunny could be so loud sometimes; in so  many ways. You could handle the chaos most of the time. You thrived in it, almost, the way there were always so many conversations going on at once. It did; however, become inconvenient when you were trying to pay attention to your boyfriend.

You were both sitting on the head of the Sunny, ocean vast and wide ahead of you. You knew you had been observing the rippling water, the way the waves became white and foamy as the ship sailed on. Then what had happened? You’re not sure.

It’s Luffy’s pinger poking your cheek that brings you back. You turn your head slowly to look at him, eyes wide, head empty. He smiles widely at you, a small wheezy laugh shaking his shoulders. 

“Penny for your thoughts?” he asks brightly, eyes crinkling at the corners. You return his smile. This is what you loved about Luffy; this and many things. The easy way he made you feel like you belonged, right there next to him. No judgment. No pretenses. 

“I don’t have any. Do I still get a penny?” you ask him. Luffy’s chuckles become softer, a little mischievous. His eyes narrow slightly, as he wrinkles his nose.

“How about a kiss?” he says and he leans to capture your lips with his.

#fic request #one piece headcanons #one piece hcs #donquixote rocinante #corazon x reader #corazon x you #one piece corazon #law x y/n #law x reader #law x you #one piece law #luffy x reader #luffy x y/n #luffy x you #one piece luffy #one piece fluff #luffy fluff #law fluff

[killinggamebusters]

Alright the humors worn out and now I'm gonna roast this anon entire manifesto before blocking them, TW under cut for lots of nastiness and mentions of torture and death threats and abuse, I shouldn't even give them this honor but honestly I want to be able to roast them forever and have something to point back too and also with my memory I'd start to question if this even happened and that's no fun!

"If you fully admitted that you ship abuse as a coping mechanism and DIDN'T glorify Ouma, didn't reblog shit about how "actually he and Gonta were totally good friends, even though Kokichi constantly abused him, drove him to despair and savored every moment of his execution". Kokichi is a subhuman monster and the only person in all fiction that ACTUALLY DESERVES to suffer through Gold Experience Requiem's infinite death loop. You are a disgusting piece of human garbage that fully deserves to die"

Incredibly funny of you to fucking put a jojo reference in you saying about how awful kokichi is, Dio is worse, I am shipping you with the anon who won't stop calling Kaito a rapist on one of my other blogs. Anyways he's a kiddo in a killing game with a murder total of like 2, he did bad things but, like, saying he's the worst character in all of fiction when making a jojo reference is fucking wild, Dio is right there!! Literally kicking dogs!!!!! Kokichi doesn't kick dogs and is thus an inherently better person

"Have you ever heard of a torture called scaphism? Here's the lovely description: "The king decreed that Mithridates should be put to death in boats; which execution is after the following manner: Taking two boats framed exactly to fit and answer each other, they lie down in one of them the malefactor that suffers, upon his back; then, covering it with the other, and so setting them together that the head, hands, and feet of him are left outside, and the rest of his body lies shut up within, they"

Wow you are so bad at actually explaining things within an ask, you could have summed this up in like 15 words, "its where they shut everything but your hands head and feet in a boat" get to the fucking POINT

"hey find his flesh devoured, and swarms of such noisome creatures preying upon and, as it were, growing to his inwards. In this way Mithridates, after suffering for seventeen days, at last expired." This is what you deserve. "Shou Tucker is totes a good father to Nina that loves her so so much and he TOTALLY HAD to turn her into a chimera because he had no other option" that's what you sound like. Kokichi is a worse person than fucking Junko, because at least Junko forced her classmates and"

God you took so many words to say "you should be eaten and suffer for 17 days" who caressss about the history oh my god im bored to TEARS. Also at least Kokichi's plan worked, Shou Tucker is the shittiest alchemist in the series. I'm also not even sure if this method would work, i would simple manage to get loose, i am built different mithridates.

What did this dude even do im curious now, PFF LOOKING IT UP YOU DIDN'T EVEN GET THE DETAILS RIGHT BITCH WHERE'S MY HONEY AND MILK, ITS NOT EVEN A REAL BOAT IT'S HOLLOW LOGS, there's no even real proof this torture even existed god you're bad at this you might as well shut me in an iron maiden , also the guy killed a guy i guess, I don't actually care, but anyway you wouldn't even do it right I'd be fine

"sister into a killing game BECAUSE SHE GENUINELY LOVED THEM and killing them and making them suffer was a way to bring herself as much despair as possible. Kokichi, however, is just a sadist that enjoys everyone's suffering and doesn't even feel despair when others die. Everything he does is for his own amusement, not for ANY altruistic motive. He PURPOSELY drove Gonta to despair just to see him suffer. He made him kill Miu just so he would see Gonta's despair when he's exposed and executed for"

Did she end the world because she loved them? did she have her sister murder an entire middle school out of love? Did she pluck a guys eye out of love and make him eat it out of love? Did she have the entire student council massacred out of love? Junko deserves better don't drag her into this, she wants to be seen as evil and despairing stop woobifying her it's hurting her. Kokichi's motive was survival, and even if you disagree with that, he says multiple times and in his final words how he was lying to himself to survive. However, even if that WASNT TRUE or it was ALL A LIE his death count is once again two whole people, Maki got two people killed out of sadism as well but I don't see you yelling about her. Even if he was the most evil person ever, he again, only got TWO PEOPLE KILLED, that's NOTHING. Even if he was a sadist who only wanted to torment and hurt people, he ain't the mastermind, and he didn't get to actually do a lot of tormenting. Everything you are saying about Kokichi, is just Junko, and you seem to love her. Hypocrite.

"for killing her. He ENJOYED EVERY SINGLE MOMENT of Gonta's suffering and anguish. Kokichi's crying for Gonta was so obviously fake it is sickening. And don't mention the DRS. They flattened Genocide Jack and Tenko's characters into "bYaKuYa!!!111" and "fUk MaLeS!!!!111" and portrayed Junko, Monaca and Kokichi as almost normal people and not the monsters they actually are in canon. So don't even talk to me like this somehow proves that Kokichi would be friends with Gonta outside the killing game."

Buddy who even brought up Danganronpa S? Wasn't me, they don't even have many interactions in DRS, everything I'm talking about here is straight from the base game don't worry. Also Monaca is like 10. You have got to get better at formatting this it's so hard to follow. Even if Kokichi enjoyed all that suffering, Mikan is right there, having her kills actually be about despair, and yet you only focus on Kokichi like this is a unique sin, curious.

"You deserve to rot in the garbage, eaten by maggots. You don't deserve to be treated as a human being, to have human rights. You are a piece of garbage. You deserve to have your bones shattered and left to rot in a garbage container.You are an abuse apologist and a victim blamer.Kokichi just used Gonta as a tool because Gonta's nonexistent social skills, his low self esteem and desire to do ANYTHING to be useful, to finally be able to help his friends made him a perfect target for Kokichi."

I am at MOST an abuse apologist by your logic as I have never once said Gonta deserved to die, just that Gonta made his choice and even afterwards of getting caught he didn't regret it. It's not abuse though, it never was abuse, abuse is a PATTERN of behavior, one incident, two if you count the meet and greet, is not enough to set that pattern in stone. Especially when Gonta already got his revenge for the meet and greet.

While Gonta was the perfect target, it's not abuse, that's not what abuse is. Kokichi flashed Gonta with the light and told him his plan, while he definitely was manipulative, that's not abuse. You're just spouting buzzwords at this point. Also incredibly funny to call ME the abuse apologists when YOU'RE sending me graphic death threats, like buddy, I don't know how to tell you that you're the aggressor here

Kokichi never cared about Gonta.You deserve to die a slow, agonizing death by getting your guts pulled out. Everyone would be happy if you died. Everyone. Your father, your mother, your siblings, you are just a burden for them. They would be really happy if you died.

HA that's so fucking weak, you don't know me or my situation, you don't know my friends. Sorry you have friends who would disown you for shipping something they don't like, my friends enable and care about me. While my parents are incredibly patient and kind with me. Getting my guts pulled out is kinda erotic though can you do it tenderly for me? I mean not like I'd ask you, I know exactly which friend I'd go to if I wanted someone to hold my guts tenderly.

Gonta himself said that he doesn't trust Kokichi anymore after Chapter 2's events. Most likely, he doesn't even consider Kokichi his friend. I don't know where you the idea that they were "FRIENDS UWU" in any way. They weren't. Kokichi's tears for Gonta were clearly COMPLETELY FAKE, only meant to give his evil rant more impact to maake others believe that maybe he did care about Gonta after all only to make his reveal more painful. It very clearly ISN'T genuine in any way.

Boy howdy I love how things are up to interpretation in this series and how people can have rational discussions about how they perceive the same event. Just kidding, you're unhinged! Anyways you can not trust someone but also still care about them Gonta did not want Kokichi to die, Gonta cares about all of his classmates, Gonta cares. To assume otherwise goes against everything Gonta stands for. He's not a toddler, he can have nuance about people. He's a smarter lad then you give him credit for.

Gonta was groomed and manipulated into becoming a murder weapon. He's not to blame for Miu's death AT ALL. Gonta was manipulated. Manipulation isn't just forcing someone to do it with a threat. Kokichi wrongfully convinced him that it was for the better, taking advantage of Gonta's low self-esteem and desperation to help others. You've never been manipulated or abused in your life if you're saying Gonta could've just declined. It's not easy to just decline your abuser. Abusers can pressure you

Not what grooming means in the slightest but thanks for trying. You're just repeating yourself at this point, pathetic. Everyone was desperate that trial, what happened is a tragedy, but to deny Gonta any blame is to deny Gonta any agency he is not a helpless toddler. He is AWARE Kokichi is a liar, he is AWARE of what Kokichi does, and even if he is manipulated, he categorically does not regret as alter ego gonta, he's so sad it happened, but he still thinks its for the best they don't know the truth. Gonta agreed with Kokichi that there is no happy ending with the knowledge of the outside world.

And as for when Gonta says "Don't blame Kokichi anymore", you'd be a complete moron to trust GONTA in this situation. Gonta is THE LEAST VALID PERSON to trust in this case. Have you ever heard of Stockholm Syndrome? Many real-life cases of abuse have similar patterns of victims. While Stockholm syndrome is commonly associated with a hostage or kidnapping situation, it can apply to abusive relationships, when the abuse victim begins to express love for their abuser.

Stockholm Syndrome isn't fucking real, it's a fun trope, but it was not, and never was real. Please do research. It's basically the modern day hysterical woman, oh my god. Even if it was true, that's not how it is even theorized to work, the plan took place over like, less then an hour, that's not enough time for ANYTHING to set in. For what you're theorizing to even have a chance to be true they would have to be locked together in this scheme for DAYS. Please google fawn response as well, you'd have better luck making a point with that.

Gonta says to not blame Kokichi because Gonta knows he made his own choice, and would make it again, and most importantly, he wants everyone to GET ALONG. He doesn't want Kokichi to be hated, he wants everyone happy. This isn't him being "omg kokichi is so special rawrxD" its "im going to die, and all i ever wanted was everyone here happy, so please, don't hate each other"

And then I guess the spam filter or whatever stopped them from sending anymore because that's a weird place to end it. Anyways this was very cathartic for me and I may do a research paper on this in the future.

TLDR; we should like, have kids and see what they think of gonta and ouma that'd be fascinating

[yennasun]

I started reading your writings regarding on MT. And Oh my god, I’m addicted to it now, its now my daily dose.

Just the way you made MT, your writing and overall is just a huge wow. Honestly MT gives me the Spartan Kratos vibes. Especially the explaining his moves (yes I scrolled wAAYY down) This question is more on a personally, you can answer this or avoid it if you want to. Only a few. Forgive me when i bombard you.

How did he meet his wife. Was she a nurse of his, a fan who watches he previous fights, a passerby who bumped into him, a cute shop owner Mt found and kept visiting regardless, a blind date. Possibilities.

2. Was Gold aware of his dad’s old career. Did he accidentally find stuff that belonged to MT, or did MT never brought it up.

3. Can you imagine MT pulling a Spartan Rage Ape Shit like God of War just minus the healing part.

4. If ever or a thought, how would Amp MT react to seeing Redemp Squad MT. An opposite of who he is and what he looks like. You don’t have to answer this if you don’t want to. Just a thought.

Im so sorry for asking this much.

Hi Jelly, I'm glad you like the writing! I know it's been a while since I made any new additions, but I do have plans for it. Just hit a bit of a creative slump recently.

Now for the questions!

1: I was actually planning on using @nzn43 OC Lime, she was gonna be a fighter as well. They were supposed to fight and have a very even and competitive fight that would go limes way by razor-thin split decision.

MT would eventually be allowed out into the city where he crosses paths with lime once again, and it'll carry on as MT consistently crosses paths with lime.

Eventually, after MT escaped and adopted an infant gold, the commission would find him. They'd send a hit squad after him because he saw and experienced firsthand how the commission REALLY worked and they wanted to tie up loose ends.

He'd escape but only after taking a few bullets, he collapses in an alleyway with a wailing, but unharmed gold in his arms.

He wakes up in Lime's place and thats about as far as I've thought about it lol.

2: for the most part, no. MT never really saw it as super important for the relationship he has with his kid, so he never really brought it up. Pair that with the USFC's official TV channel being incredibly tentative to play re runs of MTs fights in fear of people maybe finding out something they shouldn't, MT mostly goes down as a "forgotten warrior" type of figure in the usfc despite how entertaining his fights were.

Gold DID start looking a bit into it in the months leading up to the "incident" but didn't find much given the time they had left.

3: So actually, funny story about this, when episode 30 came out, I began to redevelop MT as a personality. When I'd first started this au I think it was around the time ep 28 came out, I was sorta on the bandwagon of MT being in his early to mid 20s.

So when I began this au I gave him a starkiller/galen Marek personality.

After Episode 30 came out, I designed his personality with kratos in mind (from the new god of war games) as a stoic but dangerous warrior who will fight for the people he loves.

So for the earlier chapters, before ep 30, he's more like a young kratos. Bold, wrathful, headstrong and prone to destructive outbursts. Post ep 30 chapters are where his personality will start to shift to the newer kratos.

As for the spartan rage thing, I do have something to say about that but i think I'm gonna keep it to myself, I will say that if you like that stuff then you'll LOVE what I got in mind.

4: depends on which type of MT you ask.

Pre escape MTA would keep his head down and speak only if spoken to, cuz that's how he was taught. And plus, redemption squad MT isn't an Amp, and Rooney taught him that nonamps can get him in serious trouble if he's not wary.

Pre redemption king would hate his guts off jealousy alone

he hasn't been through half of what i have, why does he get to heal and I don't?! He thinks

Post redemption MT would look at him with that rough, hard squint he's become known for, crack knowing smile, give him a pat on the shoulder and a nod of understanding. They both made it out, the journey was long and painful but they both made it.

Also don't ever apologize for bombarding me, I absolutely LOVE answering asks like this!

#alan becker #animation vs minecraft #avm #animator vs animation #avm king orange #au #ava #usfc #avm mango #avm mt

[markleesch1ld]

hit the road; m.l

(female!reader)

summary: bestfriend!mark takes you to hang out with him at a diner with his friends, where you begin to realise that being around him makes you happier than you originally thought.

'im outside'

the text message lit up your phone screen with its notification, and in turn, your eyes. you looked back up at your vanity mirror, swiping a final brush of strawberry lipgloss onto your lips. a last ruffle of your hair made you feel confident enough to leave, and you grabbed your phone and purse.

you shouldn't be doing this, especially since you hadn't alerted your father on the matter, but you couldn't care. you couldn't remember when last you said 'yes' to mark asking you to hang out, and you couldn't let him down again.

sticking your head out of the window revealed mark's car: not too flashy, but cute enough to be on one of those polaroids. in it sat a grinning mark, dark hair sweeped above his ears and sitting pretty.

he made a hand gesture for you to come down, and so you did. you had planned it perfectly: your house had a tree, which you had a small treehouse in as a child. adding an extra ladder to the side was one of the best things you could have done.

mark stepped out of the car, minding the fact your father could see him if he looked too carefully outside his bedroom window. he stood at the bottom of the ladder, just in case you had managed to fall like the many times before.

"be careful, dude." he teasingly commented, making you look down as you moved.

"what are you doing? we promised you wouldn't leave the car."

mark scoffed.

"and you promised that i wouldn't have to carry you around for two hours because you sprained your-"

you hopped down from the ladder, mark loosely holding you to ensure your stability.

"come on, klutz. before your dad sees." he took you by the hand to his red 1970 dodge challenger, with a thick black stripe down the middle of the bonnet.

he pulled the handle, opening the passenger door for you.

"thank you," you smiled in thanks, sitting inside.

he then closed the door behind you, jogging around to get into his side. upon closing the door, he rolled up the sleeves to his beige sweatshirt, a habit of his he did when wanting concentration.

"got your seatbelt on?" mark queried, looking over at you.

after hearing several loud clicks (and an agitated noise from your mouth), he let out an amused chuckle seeing you struggle with the seatbelt, which caught your attention as soon as he began.

"shut up. your stupid, flashy car has crappy seatbelts, mark." you complained.

he didn't respond; mark simply reached over you, pulling the seatbelt with ease and pushing the metal into the buckle.

the close proximity in the small act made your stomach feel funny. he smelt really good up close: too good. the scent comforted you, seeing as it was the one you said you enjoyed the best when he asked last week.

"you got it now?" he asked.

"yeah. just... just drive."

the drive with mark was peaceful; going through the small patch of countryside with the radio gently playing the classics. hearing him gently sing some of the lyrics. watching as his fingers tapped the steering wheel with the rhythm, and how it was exactly on every beat. noticing the pretty veins press against his skin. eyes falling on the pretty mole beneath his jawline, on his neck. the one underneath his eyes, lingering amongst his cheekbone.

such strange thoughts and feelings were apparent.

and in the moments you weren't looking at him, you could feel his brief bursts of looking at your side profile, eyes tracing every shape.

mark pulled up to the diner, smoothly parking in an open spot. it was a new place, one he mentioned before when he talked about going there with his newest group of friends. you hadn't inquired whether they were showing up, now that you had thought about it.

"mark."

"hm?"

"are your friends here too?" you asked, pulling down the mirror to examine your makeup.

"yeah. why?"

you shrugged, looking at him, "no reason."

you closed the mirror, unbuckling your seatbelt and stepping out.

the diner wasn't awfully busy, much to your relief. you didn't deal with crowds very well, and mark knew that. walking in, it had a cosy atmosphere, and was warmer than what it was outside.

your eyes fell on the table, noticing the bright looks when they saw mark, and the equally happy looks when seeing you.

"mark! what took you so long?" one asked.

"yeah, we've been waiting for like, hours."

"haechan, jungwoo, stop being dramatic, it's been ten minutes."

"guys, this is y/n. my best friend."

your heart panged at your description, which was out of character. however, your expression wouldn't falter from the bright smile you were to give.

"hi." you greeted shyly, and one of them jumped up.

"hi, y/n, i'm jaehyun. i'll introduce you to everybody, don't worry. so, we got..."

jaehyun went through the whole table, then beginning to ramble about how they all became acquainted, causing mark to cut him off before he revealed everybody's origin story and ushered you to sit down.

you didn't sit next to mark; you sat inbetween johnny and jungwoo. they were great guys, so you didn't have a problem with them at all. johnny was a real gentleman, asking if you needed anything whenever he could in a way that wasn't overbearing. jungwoo kept you entertained, you two both discussing subjects you were both surprisingly passionate about.

mark wasn't too far away, which was relieving. he was just on johnny's left.

"so, y/n," one of them piped up, who you knew as haechan. "how long you been friends with mark?"

"uhm, since we were little." you responded.

"we're only friends because she literally saved me this one time when we were kids."

mark then went on to enthusiastically telling the story of how you defended him when this kid was picking on him, and ended up hitting him in the face. you both had been friends ever since. you hid your face in embarrassment when he went into unnecessary detail about how happy he was somebody was that nice to him.

"that's so cute!"

food eventually came around, as well as drinks. it was mostly beer; nothing you couldn't handle. food was just burgers and fries, which was something you found simple yet effective. however your appetite was a little suppressed, which wasn't usually like you.

everybody else was eating and drinking as usual, and you made it a promise you would try to have at least a few bites and a drink at some point. you were unsure if it was your social battery reflecting on the rest of your body or your subconscious poking at you.

mark picked up on it sooner or later, after noticing that your meal was untouched, but you had been through at least one beer. your head was rested on the table, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your dress.

"hey, johnny. swap with me real quick?" he asked.

johnny didn't make any comments, swapping seats. mark soon came into view, and you felt slightly better other than your head spinning. he copied your position.

"everything okay?" he queried.

"mhm. just not hungry."

"that's unlike you."

"i know."

you sighed.

"...you're lying to me."

damn it.

"tell me what's wrong with you. are you bored? do you wanna go home?"

"...why do you always treat me so nicely?" you asked.

unsure of whether if it was your tipsiness or if you were genuinely asking, he froze up a little.

"uhm... because we're best friends, y/n. i care about you." mark responded.

"but i don't wanna be best friends, mark."

mark soon became curious, "why not?"

"because your best friend shouldn't feel weird about you."

"you feel weird about me?"

"...i feel sick." you frowned, arms wrapped around your stomach.

"do you need to go to the bathroom?"

"uh-huh." you nodded.

"alright, uh..."

mark made a way for you to get past and go to the bathroom in about five seconds. he had mentioned something about texting him if you were sick so he could take you home, but you were already speedwalking to the nearest cubicle.

you locked it behind you, the feeling subsiding slightly.

"why do you have to be so awkward?"you groaned to yourself.

you hated it. you hated feeling so weird about him. it wasn't just a now thing. it had been going on for months, and you didn't know what to do, or how to get rid of it.

"hey mark, where did your girlfriend go?" jaehyun teasingly queried, seeing him return.

"shut up, she's not my girlfriend. she just said she felt sick."

"you gonna ask her out?" he asked, resulting in mark almost turning bright red and hushing him adamantly.

"what if she hears you, genius?" mark frowned, sitting back down.

"no but seriously, mark," johnny chimed in. "all you ever do is talk about her. just ask her out."

"it's not that easy, johnny. plus, you're literally a stud. girls fall over eachother to get to you."

after grumbling angrily to yourself for ten minutes, you finally exited the bathroom, hoping you didn't look like you had been reprimanding yourself.

mark somewhat perked up upon seeing you, to whcih you understood as relief. he stood up, approaching you so the others could hear what he was saying.

"you feeling any better?" he asked.

"yeah, just... nerves." you shrugged, playing with your fingers.

your eyes met your cuticles, subtly picking at them as you glanced back over to the table.

mark sighed gently, taking your hands into his own. they were awfully warm against your semi-cold ones, embracing the cooled skin.

"don't do that."

you looked up, heart fluttering in your chest. those same butterflies flooded your stomach, similar to earlier, and you awkwardly retracted your hands with an obvious blush. mark choked back a chuckle as he watched you sit back down, flustered.

"finally, the lovebirds are done." jaehyun commented, making mark look at him so sharply that the eye contact could cut souls.

"anyway, who's down for icecream?" johnny proposed.

everybody cheered like kindergarteners at the request, and fifteen minutes later it had arrived.

mark reclaimed his seat next to you, making sure you got icecream before everybody else did.

"i don't like chocolate," you frowned at him, staring down his vanilla sundae.

"you want some of mine?" he requested.

"please." you begged childishly.

he laughed, spooning a small amount of the flavour into your mouth. you savoured the taste, not even recognising that mark used the same spoon for his own.

"did you eat from the same spoon as me?" you asked.

"yeah. problem?" he queried.

"uh, yeah. dude, we basically just kissed if you think about it."

"you have a problem with that?"

the way he responded was in both a teasing and vulnerable tone, one you hadn't heard from him.

"well..."

you really didn't mind.

"no."

mark's facial expression hadn't faltered, but the redness in his face was a dead giveaway. if you weren't so deadset on keeping the friendship, you would have called it cute.

but it was cute.

mark was really cute.

you couldn't deny it.

"hello? earth to y/n?" mark waved his hand in front of your face, having another spoonful of icecream. "you keep staring at me."

"huh?"

"it's been two minutes. you're melting more than the icecream, dummy."

you fixed your posture.

"no, i'm not."

the hangout finished, meaning mark had to drive the fifteen minutes back to your place, and then the ten back to his. everybody else had left, leaving you and mark at the diner by yourselves. johnny was the last to leave, paying for the food everybody got.

you sat quietly, watching mark say goodbye to everybody.

he was so amiable. so endearing. you wondered how he made it look so easy.

"you okay there?" he asked.

"...i don't know."

"...is it happening again? you remember the techniques, right?"

"mark, i'm not having one."

he looked visibly relieved, "okay. good. so... what's wrong then?"

he seated himself next to you.

"okay, so... you promise you won't be weird with me?"

"be weird with you?" he asked. "y/n, i've never been weird with you."

"i know, i just... i really admire you."

"why thank you."

"but it isn't in a friend way."

"oh?"

oh.

"everytime i'm around you, i feel like i'm gonna be sick. but not because i think you're gross. because you do all these nice things for me and..."

"and?"

"i think that you're... really..."

"really what?"

the nausea in your stomach built up again, your fingers resorting to their habitual picking of their cuticles. you took a shaky deep breath, mark slightly on edge.

"oh, i can't do this."

"can't do what, y/n?" he asked. "did i do something?"

"...i think that i like you."

a silence filled the room.

"y/n-"

"i know. i shouldn't have said anything. you probably don't see me as anything past a friend, and that's fine. just... please don't leave it like that. just shut me up and say something."

mark took your left hand in his right, interlocking your fingers. he took you out of the diner, and into his car, driving you home without a word.

it was quiet, deadly quiet. he hadn't turned the radio on as he usually did, and the rhythmic tapping couldn't comfort you like it once did. you felt nauseous again. why wouldn't he talk to you?

mark walked you to the ladder of your old treehouse, and you couldn't take the silent treatment anymore.

"why won't you say any-"

you felt nothing but lips on yours, still as though to ask if it was okay. inexperienced, you experimentally moved your lips against his in the same manner, mark smirking underneath. his hands came up to cup your cheeks, and you melted into the affection.

he was kissing you. and it was warm, and real, and bright. and the world had somehow shifted into technicolour.

well, that was a dramatic way of explaining it, but the euphoria was amazing.

he pulled away, pressing a gentle peck onto your lips when he was done.

"...can i be your boyfriend?" he asked.

your head was buzzing after the kiss, mark stroking your cheek only increasing the fuzziness.

"y/n."

"yes. a million times yes."

he smiled brightly, and it was the purest smile you had ever seen from him.

suddenly, you heard his phone vibrate, and the sudden look of 'oh shit' on his face.

"that's my mom. she's gonna kill me."

"oh. well, go then."

"right, i should- go."

a comforting silence wedged itself between the both of you.

"so... bye, mark." you grinned.

"bye, baby." he kissed you one last time before jogging over to his car with a speed you only ever saw when he was in trouble.

he comically blew a kiss from his window before driving off, the red body vanishing up the street and into the patch of countryside.

"baby. such a sap." you shook your head, biting back a grin as you climbed the ladder back up into your room.

your father must have not caught on, which you were thankful for as your feet hit your carpet. you kicked off your shoes, changing into a sweatshirt and some shorts.

as your body hit your bedsheets, a warm feeling surged through your body.

a name buzzed through your mind at night, omnipresent in your rest.

mark lee.

#mark lee #nct mark #nct u #donghyuck #lee donghyuck #nct 127 #nctzen #nct #mark lee x reader #mark lee x you #mark lee x y/n #mark lee x female reader #more kdrama like than i would have liked

[whitedemon-ladydeath]

my response was more so towards the anon who said I was taking things too deep and it’s all fictional. but honestly it can also be applied to you. I’m not ignoring you agreeing with me I’m saying you can’t agree with someone and then say “but so and so did this”. You can’t say what tamlin did was wrong and then say “but feyre did this so he’s understandable”. No. That’s not how it works. You can’t use feyre’s actions as some sort of counter just because some part of you don’t want to accept that tamlin was wholly and honestly wrong. if you truly believed that he was wholly and honestly wrong then you wouldn’t be bringing up feyre’s actions as some sort of ‘justification’ *used loosely* for his actions of violating a woman. and that’s something that you just can’t grasp.

there is no howevers. there is no “but she!!”. this whole experience has shown me that tamlin fans or defenders will act just like rhysand defenders when it comes to the sexual violation that those two have inflicted onto feyre. you can’t fully sympathize with feyre because tamlin had his reasons for being angry just as they can’t fully sympathize with feyre because rhysand had his reasons for assaulting her.

the fact you think im a "tamlin defender" is actually so hilarious to the point its not even funny. You need to either block me or use a degree of respect when you talk to me or come off anon while you do so

me, adding context and *explaining* the context and area around Tamlins behavior is not justifying jack shit. I've never said it was "understandable". I've said he shouldn't have done it and Feyre shouldn't have gotten his people murdered. I'm not defending anything Tamlin has done. He's one of my most detested characters across the series

Feyres actions, of literally mind raping his Sentries, twisting their memories making them revolt against Tamlin, destabilizing his court, getting his people, innocent people, murdered is WHAT LED UP TO the event at hand. its literally. context. around what happened

at the risk of sounding rude, might I suggest looking into dialectical thinking? bec quite frankly you're inability to see two things being true at once is making you rather hostile in my inbox

#anti feyre archeron #tamlin critical

[cresent2003]

Benefits

Nate Hardy x Fem! Reader

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It was late as Hazel sat in bed on her phone as her nightgown did very little to cover her most vunrible areas.

She was restless after doing Zoom meetings for most of her day.

Her anxiety was suffocating her as she watched a funny animals compilation on YouTube.

She laughed at the video as she faintly heard Nate in the room next to her.

She hadn't spoken to him a lot recently as she truly never had time to.

She was constantly working and that alone left her frustrated.

Hazel and Nate had been friends since high school.

It was a friendship no one expected as they were so different but something just clicked.

Their friendship had stayed the same until a year ago after Nate and Hazel hooked up after getting high in a hot tub.

It was only supposed to be one time and one of those things you forget about but it didn't work like that.

Before Hazel knew it there was a second time and then a third and then a fourth.

They stayed friends but did things friends didn't do.

Friends shouldn't know what spots make you see stats or what you taste like.

Hazel knew that but he made her loose herself.

He was like a drug and she was addicted.

Hazel continued watching the video before freezing as she heard groans and whimpering coming from Nate's room.

She paused her video thinking he somehow hurt himself before hearing her name.

Was he...?

He couldn't be.

She continued to listen before hearing him let out a breathy moan.

She squeezed her thighs together as she played her video as she tried to ignore what he was doing.

She tried to distract herself with her video but that didn't last long.

Suddenly she caught herself walking to his room.

She knew it was wrong but she couldn't stop herself as she knocked on his door.

She waited before watching the door open revealing Nate.

He wasn't wearing anything but a towel that hung low on his hips revealing his v-line.

"What's up?" he asked as he tried not to notice how her nipples were poking from her silk nightgown.

"Nothing um im restless as I was wondering if maybe you wanted to watch a movie with me" She was horrible at lying as she noticed his dick poking out of the confines of his towel.

"A movie?" he asked.

"Yep.

Why else would I come visit you this late?" she said.

"I could think of a few reasons" he said as he licked his lips.

She blushed befyre clearing her throat.

"Why are you really here?" he asked.

She looked at him "I already told you" she said.

He caressed her face "Your body is saying something different" he said befyre kissing her as her to take a large breath.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as the kiss got more heated.

He placed his hands on her ass causing her nightgown to lift up.

He pulled her into his room and shut the door before kissing her neck.

Hazel moaned as she ripped off his towel leaving him fully exposed.

He chuckled darkly against her neck before biting down causing her to gasp.

"You like that?" he asked.

She nodded as he licked the blood oozing out of the bite.

"Nate please" she said.

"Be patient love" he said before taking off her nightgown leaving her fully naked.

"No panties.

Naughty girl" he said before lifting her up by her thighs.

Her head fell back as he left marks on her bare chest.

He had fucked her many times yet each time felt like their first time.

She pulled on his hair as his facial hair scratched against her nipples.

He threw her onto the bed before taking a second to look at her.

"Fuck.

The things you do to me baby" he said before grabbing her ankles.

He dragged her down the bed before spreading her legs revealing her soaked pussy.

He groaned "Such a pretty pussy and it's all mine" he said before kissing her inner thighs causing her back to arch.

"Please Nate.

I need you so bad" she said.

He throbbed from her words as he licked around her pussy teasing her.

Her breathing was getting heavier and heavier as he got closer to where she needed him the most.

He dragged his tongue up her pussy causing her to moan as her entire body shivered from the feeling.

"Good girl.

Keep making those pretty sounds for me" he said before licking and sucking on her clit.

Hazel grabbed his hair as her eyes rolled back.

"Nate oh my god," she said before moaning.

He looked up at her before slipping a finger inside her causing her back to arch.

No one could make her feel the way he did.

He watched her as he continued eating her out as he felt her warm walls while searching for that one spot that had her almost pass out.

Hazel tightened her grip on his hair as he added another finger before curling them causing her to moan loudly as she started to feel her release get closer.

"Nate" she moaned his name.

"I know baby.

Just let it happen" he said before licking her clit again.

She suddenly screamed out as she came on his fingers.

He rode her through her orgasm before kissing her abdomen.

"You've been oent up without me haven't you?" he asked.

"Yes," she said as she sat up.

"Want more?" he asked.

"You already know the answer to that" she said.

"Yeah but I like to hear you say it" he said as he rubbed her hips.

"Please Nate.

I want you to fuck me.

Please" she said.

"Who am I to deny you what you've been waiting for?" he said before climbing over her until they were making lustful eye contact.

He took his cock before running it up and down her folds causing her to hum with pleasure.

"I missed you" he said.

"Me too," she said as he rubbed his tip against her clit.

She moaned as he watched her closely.

He loved watching her face as he fucked her.

He loved seeing her face show how good he was making her feel.

"Please don't tease.

I need to feel you.

Nate please" she moaned.

He kissed her befyre biting her ear lobe "Anything for you" he whispered into her ear causing goosebumps to cover her skin.

He lined up to her entrance befyre pushing in causing her to moan.

She could feel all of him as there hips met.

She missed the feeling of being this close to him.

"You're so tight.

Relax love" he said before kissing her neck softly.

Hazel looked at the ceiling as her body slowly got used to having him inside her.

"Please move" she said.

Nate began to thrust as he stuffed his head into the crook of her neck as he moaned from how warm and soft she was.

She grabbed the sheets as Nate found a rhythm that left them both gasping.

"Nate" she moaned out his name before letting out a louder moan.

He looked at her before speeding up slightly causing her to let out a pleasure filled scream.

She couldn't form words as she dug her nails into his back causing him to groan as his muscles tensed above her.

He watched her face twist before looking directly into her eyes causing something to snap within him.

She kissed him before breaking from him as she screamed out.

"Right there fuck right there" she said.

Nate placed his forehead on hers as he keot hitting the same spot inside her.

"I'm gonna..." she said before moaning as talking became almost impossible.

She couldn't think straight as her abdomen git tighter and tighter before snapping.

She screamed out as she came on his cock.

He trained as she squeezed him.

He wasn't going to last long as he rode her through her orgasm.

Hazel then looked at him as his thrusts began to get sloppy.

"Cum inside" she said.

He looked at her before moaning.

Nate kept the same speed as he held her hips.

She watched him in awe as he a med into her as he shot cum deep inside her.

He then collapsed beside her as she looked at him.

"That was fun," she said before sitting up.

"Wait" he said.

"Stay here for the night" he said.

"Nate.

We shouldn't" she said as she looked at him.

"Why?

Our agreement never stopped you before" he said.

"Why are you getting mad?" she said as she looked at him with sad eyes.

"Because I've fallen in love with you ok.

I know we said we would never do that but you make me so fucking happy Hazel" he said.

She froze "When?" she asked.

"A month or two.

I thought I could brush it off and trust me I tried but every time you came to me so needy and beautiful I couldn't help but catch feelings.

We've been doing this for a year and a half Hazel.

You have to admit we stopped being just friends a while ago" he said.

She turned around as he sat up.

"I promised myself that I wouldn't fall for you because I didn't want to get just again.

I don't know what to do as a part of me shares those feelings but the other part well I don't know" she said.

He moved to her before kissing her.

She froze before melting into the kiss.

She had kissed him many times but this time it felt different.

It was full of love.

She broke from him before looking into his eyes "I think I've fallen for you as well" she said.

He smirked before kissing her again.

He then laid down with her and pulled the sheets over them.

Nate held her as she laid on his chest.

"Goodnight love" he said.

"Night," she said before smiling as she realised that tomorrow her best friend would be her boyfriend.

#maturity #oneshot #love #maturelanguage #smut #friends with benifits #nate hardy

[remain-uknowable]

Why after already deciding people shouldn't love me do I want to be loved so badly? What is going to happen is im going to wake up tomorrow and forget all of this and interact with everyone as normal. But this is still going to be there. This is still going to linger in the back of my mind. You also wanna know whats funny? A part of me wants people to see this!! Isn't that so funny? Why would i want people to see the secret blog I pour all of my worst thoughts into? You made another blog specifically so that won't happen!! Why are you so fucked up? Mabye you just want attention. Yeah. I think that anyone seeing this blog would be scary. You are supposed to be happy and energetic. Any vent posts on your main are jokes. They are easily digestable. You really are a fraud. You wanna get close to people but not too close. You don't want them to see you pessimistic pathetic nature. You don't want them to know about any mistakes you make. You have painted yourself as something different from what you are haven't you? And that terrifies you. You want to be a happy smart funny person. But are you really? No... and that scares you. Cause your worried that if you get too close that you'll stop being goofy or happy. Your mask will slip and something truly ugly will be revealed. Tell me, Kassi, when your mask slips off, do you think anyone could possibly love you? This blog you have! All the terrible things you put on it. You throw your mess at it and hope something will feel different. Mabye you'll feel so bad you'll stop feeling the fear. Could anyone... ever love this blog...? A blog with some of your most vulnerable disgustings things on it... and still love you? I think you know that answer. If anyone saw this blog... you would be in big big trouble. And yet there's going to be trouble anyways. Because you've been lacking. Your starting to become less and less of what you desired to be. You are starting to crave letting your friends know this side of you. You are getting tired and frustrated. You are becoming less and less able to support your friends how you should and want to. It is slipping. You are going to loose everyone you love. And that scares you. Cause despite feeling like this i care so much and want to be loved. Cause despite being unlovable i want to be loved so bad. Gosh this is so fucking stupid im so stupid what am i even saying i feel insane. Im not sure i can even trust my own thoughts. Im probably just being dramatic. I need sleep or something. Yeah that's it. It's late i'll wake up tommorrow and this will go away. No one will find my melodramatic bullshit. Everything will be fine.

[henasse]

Stares at old post

(vent ahead)

Aght

That's really sweet

I wish I remembered more than I do, and I know I did at one point and we were making progress but it's all just gone again, is this what brain damadge is like? Do I have to do it again and again all the time?

And he says yes and he looks like he's going to cry like his hearts breaking, and I just, don't understand.

I get it now I guess, he had that exact conversation with me hundreds of times since I fell, I get so anxious I've done this so much

What am I if I'm just a broken record. Why does everything want specifically me to rot, out of everyone.

Fate says she loves me /heavy paraphrasing./

And I have literal armies who want me dead so like it could be a lot of fucking people right

Except I took on a titan once

And then I guess I got retired because I'm a bitch who fell in love. Great. And now I'm entitled because I just I don't even remember why I'm entitled or acting entitled so now I'm just panicking and over analyzing everything every single thing I do all of the time to make sure this time goes better or different I am loosing it, I am literally loosing it

And it's fine it's f I n e and me worrying about it is apparently bad and I shouldn't because it's disrespectful??? I know I get it right yeah I've doubted so much so long while literally being your messenger uhhhhjfjker for those of you who dont know I Channle deity's so they can more directly speak to certain followers they have messages for I act as a bridge so I work under Hermes or I did sort of

I GUESS????

FUCK IF I KNOW MAN! I'm supposed to just CHILL just be COOL OK YEAH AGHT ILL CHILL IM FINE IM 10000% FINE THIS IS NOT A CRY FOR HELP hh

Gods

I mean I'm not mad I just hurt a lot everywhere all the time and may have brain damadge now due to literally the stupidest shit. Like if you knew what I went through and you saw how I got this you'd be like "pff ..I'm sorry that's just objectively funny"

Yeah yeah I know it is hhh

Let me dieeeeeeeee do itttt goddamnit aagarjjektort but don't yet because I made a promise to some one now uhghhgh I hate it

I loved him more than I hated myself damnit it . Now look I gotta live and suffer and meet people and have friends and theyr probly all gonna fucking die and be tortured because they got near me again just like the last set.

I hate it

My head hurts so much these days. So much it aches so bad. I still fuckin get up though, gods. I still fucking get up. And do shit . Bc what am I gonna do? Rot? Then Kronos wins. And I am never letting that happen, never. Fuck that dumb fucking bitch.

Uhg.

Alright, breathe.

#vent #journal

[robbinggoodfellows]

An angsty lil fic of Roman and Russel

@thespacecatgirl this is fully me just expanding on the idea of Russ never talking about his childhood

TW: aba, ableism, abuse

Roman and Russel were sitting together on the tiny twin sized bed that St. Cassian's gave to the students who lived there. It was too small to be considered a bed. The two of them had tried countless times to fit together on the tiny mattress only to decide their best option was for Russel to lay his legs across Romans lap. As uncomfortable as this was, it was better than either of them being alone.

The question had been bouncing around in Romans mind for days. He had shared enough of his childhood trauma to think maybe Russ would know he could talk to Roman. Well, Russ was always talking but never about anything serious. Roman didn't want to pry, he knew he shouldn't push Russel to tell him anything he didn't want to but, what if it was nothing? Russ was such a happy person, why would he be hiding anything? Still, Roman wanted to know...

"What was your childhood like?" The question hit Russel like a moving bus. It was one of the few times Russ had heard Roman talk, his voice still shocked him a bit. But that wasn't the issue here, the problem was the question itself. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Roman added but Russel shook his head. "No...no you've been so open with me and I've been closed off and I'm sorry."

"My parents didn't want me. They were happy with my brother, he was everything they needed in a son. But I was born and that was my first mistake." Russel started, loosely gripping Romans hand, "When I got my autism diagnosis, they found this 'lovely' place called the 'Saskatchewan center for aba' and decided that would be good. So I had a good five years of being told by about thirty different therapists that there was something wrong with me. I'd go home and have two parents also telling me there was something wrong with me." Russel laughed a bit, trying not to cry, "Funny thing is, somehow compared to my parents, the 30 therapists seemed pretty tame. I'd come home from school and my dad would be playing baseball with my brother in the front yard. I still remember how he always told Charlie not to hug me when I got home, how I didn't deserve his love. My mom would make me eat dinner later than the rest of them, they wanted to pretend they were a happy family for once. It didn't help my relationship with them that I wanted to transition." Russel got quiet, he finally shut up for once and it was to scratch at the tears on his cheeks. Roman slipped his hand from Russ's grip, cupping his friends cheek gently and whispering reassurances, his other hand sitting soothingly on Russels ankle.

"Im sorry I made you tell me all that." Roman signed, frowning just a tiny bit.

"Its okay." Russel signed back.

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