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v3nusxsky · 9 months

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Hi so this is based of a pov i just watched. But could you do Lady Lesso x reader platonic. Where r is hearing voices it could be over thinking or an unknown ability but she cracked and lesso found her about to junp of something like a bridge or tower. And she says ‘i’m hearing voices all the time and their not mine, i’m hearing voices and there haunting my mind’.

It's the voices

*Authors note~ based of some of my own experiences so please keep in mind these aren't everyone's experiences. Not everyone has an understanding Nora *

(The thought feels hard to control. Intrusive thoughts are often repetitive and won't go away. )

And I love this idea smmm yes Harley Quinn pops into my mind here for the title. *

Trigger warnings~ intrusive thoughts, mental health, possible trigger of suicide or attempted suicide swearing? Panic attacks

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

The first time it happened you honestly thought you'd misheard someone's conversation but the thought wouldn't leave, you couldn't make it stop, which in turn made you so anxious you had a panic attack. You felt like your whole lungs were completely collapsed. No air could enter or leave the vital organ which in turn made you panic more. But once you'd somehow managed to calm yourself back down you realised one massive thing. You were alone. But you had hope that it was just a bad day.

It wasn't a bad day though. These thoughts began to come and go more often, you found yourself thinking and saying the most horrid things, sometimes about you, sometimes about others and it always made you feel so terribly guilty. Truly, you didn't want to hurt yourself or anyone else but you can't control them. They were loud and overwhelming and so realistic, all you could do was surrender to them until they passed.

Exhaustion seemed to be a permanent fixture of your life these days and the headaches didn't help what so ever. You noticed how withdrawn you were and how irritable people were finding you to be. One by one you watched people give up on you now. It was like you were too much to deal with and not worth the air you're breathing. Immediately you knew what you needed to do to fix the problem. To fix you. You were numb as you made your way to the top of the tower, you didn't care you were skipping class, or what you were going to do. You didn't feel sad or scared, the voices loudly guiding you through your journey. They were right, you couldn't fight them any longer than you have.

Standing on the edge of the tower the first thing you noticed was the beautiful sunset glowing over the trees in the horizon. It was truly something magical and a fitting send of for you. Yet you didn't want to miss a single thing of the sun setting. As the sun set you said goodbye to all you knew and attempted to calm your mind by imagining what your after life would be like. You didn't want to give too much thought on who would find you, or if you'd even be worth a funeral, you already knew you weren't. Your thoughts agreeing with you and encouraging you to jump. The thoughts were horrid and they promised the only way they'd stop is if you'd just step over the edge. Blindly you stepped out expecting to fall only to be grabbed by the last moment and tugged backwards to safety.

"Let me go" you whined trying to get back to the edge, "let me go! I want them to go away" your temper was flaring as the voices got louder. "Y/n, stop" lesso boomed in her regal dean voice and you immediately halted. "L-ady Le-sso?" You stuttered in your evident shock. "Now little dove, why don't you step back into my arms and we can talk about this?" You could tell she let a kind edge seep into her voice but there was still no room left for arguments so you allowed the red headed dean to pull you into a hug.

One thing you forgot in the whole process is Leonora loves you more than life itself. She views you as her own. She didn't know you would hear voices and you'd pulled away from her, she wanted to give you space but hearing you skipped you lesson and knowing how lost and alone you'd seemed recently she had to follow you. Just to make sure you were okay, thankfully she found you just in time. And for that she'd always be grateful to anyone out there who helped her save her dove.

"I'm hearing voices all the time, I'm hearing voices that aren't mine" you mumbled into the woman's neck, red hot tears burning her skin. "Oh my darling, you could've come to me darling, they aren't real dove I promise you that" she tried to reassure but the voices grew louder in an attempt to block her out. "Stop please fucking stop. I don't want to do this anymore. Shut up, shut up. Shut the fuck up" you ranted through ragged breaths, Leonora knew you well enough to know this was a panic attack now and you weren't really seeing hearing or feeling the real world.

"Shhh dove, can you follow my voice? I know there's lots of loud ones in your head but you know which one is your Nora's?" She murmured a hand gently rubbing circles in your back. "Nora" you whimpered clutching at your chest, "can't breathe, help me." If you could've seen her heart you would've saw it break at that but luckily you couldn't and now she could remain strong on the outside even if her heart ached for you. "Shh dove I'm here, I'm here and you're safe love, come let's go inside yes? Your much to cold my little bird. Let nora mend that broken wing of yours, so then you can go fly again." Leonora always had a way with words, it's one of the many reasons you love her, and it's one of the skills she's thankful for as she managed to coax you into your bed. You hadn't t noticed the sunset had faded into an onyx sky, but you did notice being in your chosen mothers arms and hearing her heart beating quietened the voices.

Word count~ 1058

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ech0schamber · 1 year

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I am STARVED for akutagawa angst. I am begging!! I need a fic, where reader and aku know each other through the port mafia. Right? They get close 🤭 BOOM?! One day she leaves like dazaii?!!! 🤯 (omg) he is obviously betrayed. BUT THEN (drumroll) CONFRONTATION. He finds her again. How will it end up? Could he ever forgive her?? 🤔

ahhh, i really hope that you don't mind that i'm sticking to the bulleted headcanon list like my other posts! i'm really bad at writing drabbles (is that what it's called?)

☆you had worked for the port mafia for quite some time, slowly working yourself up the ranks

☆during that process, you had become close friends with this emo cat. akutagawa had actually started to admire you after a while. it seemed like no matter how hard the job, or how injured you got, you always got right back up with a cheery smile on your face

☆he would eventually become fascinated by you, but who wouldn't? you seemed too nice to be a part of the port mafia, a little too happy as well. it's like nothing in the world could actually get you down

☆let's pretend that was all a façade tho! it's exhausting to work for mori, especially since it doesn't seem like he cares about the members of the port mafia unless they are a higher up

☆you never let it show, but it was really starting to wear you down. each scar you got was just another reminder of what hell you were put through everyday

☆i'd like to think that even akutagawa never noticed this. the two of you had become really close friends, he'd even fight to keep you safe if you got too badly injured during a mission, something he doesn't do for anyone (besides gin)

☆it was kinda obvious to everyone else that aku liked you. but you were an oblivious fuck /affecationate

☆it got to the point that people started to take bets on who would ask out who first, when you guys would actually get together, or if you guys would get together at all

☆don't judge them, it can boring at work sometimes

☆but of course, some stories don't get a happy ending :]

☆you had grown too exhausted from the work you had to endure everyday, tired of the scars that litter your body, and just tired of dealing with mori. you had run away, left everything behind. you wanted a new life for yourself

☆of course, you wanted to explain to akutagawa first. you had debating telling him for a full week before you decided against it. it was going to hurt, but you had to leave. akutagawa would for sure try to keep you in the port mafia, he saw no point in leaving this life style

☆so instead, you had packed the bare necessities and ran away like a dog running away from a scolding. you didn't have too much money, so you couldn't leave yokohama. you didn't think too much of it, yokohama is pretty big right? there's no way that the port mafia has power over all of it

☆and your plan had worked. you actually managed to get away from the port mafia, you had settled down and found a job at a small shop near your place. it wasn't the best work in the world, but it made you happy. you had finally found peace through the raging storm

☆it had actually been a couple of years before you ran into any members of the port mafia. you had probably changed the way you look now, but not drastic enough that no one would recognize you

☆and of course, it was akutagawa that you ran into :]

☆the port mafia had been informed that someone who looked like you was working for the same small shop. of course someone was gonna rat you out, you don't exactly get to just leave the mafia without some conflict!

☆mori had decided to send akutagawa for this as he'd be more likely to recognize it it was actually you or not

☆so there he was, casually strolling into the shop you worked at. he immediately recognized you, and was filled with a bad mix of emotions. fury, betrayal, sadness. he almost started a fight with you before you even noticed that he was there

☆thankfully you had noticed before and shooed him out of the shop before the owner started to question things. he oh so casually threatened you, stating that you better explain everything before he used roshomon on you

☆while you didn't explain all of it, you did tell him that you were tired of the life style that came with being part of the port mafia. you had grown tired of the constant fighting, of constantly worrying about your life, tired of the scars, just tired of it all. you were shaking by the time you were finished speaking, you added that you just wanted to move on and make something good out of your life. you only life once, yeah?

☆you also told him that you wanted to tell him. you didn't want to leave him in the dark like that, but it wasn't safe to do that. if someone had found out that he knew where you were, they would torture him until he finally let up. you were too scared to tell him, and it still hurt like hell that you had to do that to him

☆little did you know that aku had finally managed to gather his feelings up, and was about to ask you out before you left :,]

☆he didn't speak much during this confrontation. it hurt to find this out, it hurt to see you again. all those emotions he managed to bury came flooding back, except for the love he once carried for you.

☆you had finally managed to ask if he would forgive you. you were met with a simple "no"

☆it hurt, but you could understand why. you were more shocked when he talked again.

"But I won't tell the boss where you are."

☆he, of course, didn't let you respond to this before he turned and walked away. you couldn't help but smile at that. maybe some stories have a bittersweet ending

☆and he kept true to his word, he reported back that it was just a misunderstanding, that it was simply just someone that looked like you

☆but now you two avoid each other in public, not wanting to stir those emotions back up. let's hope that mori never sees you. im pretty sure he will kill you if he does

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i hope this is angsty enough :']

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #akutagawa x reader

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queerfables · 14 days

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So I've been super busy these past few days and I managed to snatch a bit of time to watch 9-1-1 but I wasn't able to write up my reactions. But I'm back again and really catching up now. I just watched 7x04 Buck, Bothered and Bewildered and let me tell you, you couldn't have stopped me liveblogging this episode with a gun to my head.

Oh my GOD Buck is a completely smitten dork. I feel like he pulled this exact move on Taylor "hey let's hang out for reasons that are totally professional" the boy has one move and it's not slick. it is, however, CUTE

"I can give you lessons if you want" Oh Buck you are in TROUBLE this guy is smoooth

Sorry but I am OBSESSED with this love triangle shit. Two besties competing over the same person is a trope that infuriates me but make it queer and throw in some unresolved tension between the besties and I am SOLD

"You and Tommy have a lot of things in common" Oh shit they really are doing Buddie aren't they? Holy shit.

Harry! I'm so happy they brought the character back even if I'm sad it's a different actor

I love how this call is blatantly just a backdrop for Eddie and Buck's personal drama

"Both in the army... both like watching half naked men pummel each other..." am I being punked right now??

"That guy really knows his engine. You should hear that thing purr now." Did Eddie and Tommy fuck??? Buck's face says he's wondering.

The guy in the drain like "hello? I'm still down here?" This entire scene is a goldmine

Oh now Buck is jealous of Chris liking Tommy? Holy fuck you guys I cannot believe Buddie is going canon

Oh no she shot her son??? Oh God

Okay two things: One, Eddie being super giddy on the phone and Buck immediately assuming it's Tommy and not, like, Eddie's actual girlfriend? And two, the fact that it was obviously not Eddie's girlfriend

Showing up at basketball like "Wow, you guys? What are the odds???" Buck you transparent dumbass

"I'm your basketball beard" yeah that's a way to put it

Listen I'm just totally convinced it's not a coincidence that Buck develops this big time crush with misdirected jealousy on the guy Eddie is all of a sudden hanging out with all the time

Oh God, Buck's face when Tommy says he can take Eddie to get an X-ray. That tight nod and the way he just backs off, because he's not going to fight about this if he thinks it's what Eddie really wants or needs. No matter how he feels about letting someone else be that person for Eddie.

"Obviously I've been the cause of some bad blood between you and Eddie" ITS SO FUNNY WHY IS IT SO FUNNY

Ok no I know why it's so funny, it's because Eddie and Buck are caught up in this ridiculous 14 year old drama where they're both trying to get the cute new boy's attention while being conflicted about who they're actually jealous of and neither of them at any point actually realised they were queer

"That kid could not shut up about you" CUTE

"You don't have to tell me how great Eddie is" CUTE

But also Buck saying he only asked for the tour because he wanted to get to know Tommy which like first of all soft but second of all DUH

Oh holy fuck that kiss was AMAZING. I've got butterflies and I was just watching it. I'm not even a little surprised that it propelled Buck straight past a sexuality crisis and into catastrophic horniness. Didn't I tell you this guy was smooth?

The way Buck can't stop staring at his lips

Bonus reflections:

Wow good thing Tommy said "for god's sake, please call Eddie" because for a fraction of a second there, I swear, Buck and I both were like "Eddie who?"

Okay prediction though: if this relationship doesn't last, it's going to be because both of them were hoping it would solve their feelings of jealousy and being left out, and then it didn't

I keep thinking about Eddie repeatedly asking Buck to go to basketball with him, and Buck repeatedly turning him down, because as everyone knows, Buck doesn't like basketball. So Eddie lets it go and asks someone else to play basketball with him. And suddenly Buck cannot wait to play basketball with Eddie's new friend. Look I just feel like maybe there's some kind of symbolism there.

The 118's next emergency: Buck watches Eddie and Tommy spar and has a coronary

#911 abc

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theinstagrahame · 9 months

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🔮, 💡?

A Game that Inspired My Creative Process:

I did talk a bit about The Quiet Year already, and I could pass for sake of that post, but it feels like a cop-out. I struggled to come up with another, but ultimately landed on Orbital Blues.

The reason is perhaps obvious. I read the book, and immediately got sucked into the vibe. Sad space cowboys? Sign me up!

But more than that, the game means a lot to me creatively because I was/am self taught on every aspect of Game Design. So, to go from learning Affinity on my own in 2021 to holding published copies of my work in 2022 is extremely gratifying.

It's honestly such a big thing for me that I'm talking about it in my Job Applications. Look at how much of a go-getter I am! Look at my rad side hustle! Give me money because I am cool.

A Favorite Memory of a Game by Someone Else:

Some friends and I played Alice is Missing last fall. Spoilers for one of the possible endings.

I was playing the facilitator character, the one who left town and returned, kicking off the search with "hey, has anyone seen Alice?" From the jump, my friend playing her secret girlfriend jumps down my throat, and is mad that I wasn't here when she disappeared. The social dynamics started off strong.

We did the search, people kept sniping at me, and my character was good natured in the criticism. I bonded with some of them, repaired bridges, discovered clues. (Also demonstrated some mechanics that no one else had quite figured out yet)

Then I drew one of the final prompts. It told me to start my next message with "hey everyone, it's Alice. I got [Character]'s phone. They're fighting with my captor." (I forgot all of the names).

People flipped out. It was such a cool prompt and nobody expected it to happen.

My character lost the coin toss, and wound up falling to their death with the bad guy, off the lighthouse. A heroic sacrifice, packed with pathos because of the social angles throughout the game.

It's a really good game. I'm hoping to get the same group together when the expansion comes out.

>> TTRPG Ask Game >>

#indie ttrpg #ttrpg dev #ttrpg design #ttrpg #understory games

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marinersubmariner · 4 months

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I finished Jedi Survivor, gotta blab about it!

SPOILER SPACE

BODE?!??!??!? I kept thinking he was gonna die, especially in the lead-up to the final Dagan fight—they gave him so many hallmarks of a tragic death that I never suspected a classic video game companion betrayal (one of my favorite things!!!)! So that twist threw me for a LOOP, not just the betrayal but then the reveal that HE WAS A JEDI TOO WHAAAATTTTTT!!??!?!?! Absolutely bananas.

It's funny because Dagan's death felt pretty anticlimactic, and I knew the game wasn't over yet so I was like… what else is there? And I still couldn't have anticipated how OH SHIT the "what else" part could be.

Because then it's PLAYABLE CERE!!!! Which was so fun because she felt SO powerful to play as, and the whole time I was reeling about the betrayal and why am I Cere now what the fuck what the fuck what the fuccckkkkk. And then as soon as the door opened on Vader I instantly got teary-eyed because I knew exactly how that was gonna end. Of COURSE you're out-of-left-field playing as Cere for her last stand. ;___; Of COURSE they couldn't include Vader just for the player to narrowly escape again. ;___; Cere wasn't even my favorite character and she felt so distant in this game, but having her death take place amidst the destruction of the archive that she'd been building that whole time, plus HER LAST WORD BEING "TRILLA," plus BEING MURDERED BY VADER EXACTLY LIKE TRILLA... way to make it as painful as it could possibly be!!!!!! I gotta say, not only do these games make Vader VERY scary, they also make me hate him more than ever. FUCK YOOOOUUU MURDER MACHINE

I am shocked they went all-in on Cal/Merrin just because… romance in Star Wars????? Since when??? Hahahahaaaa…….. I kid, I kid, we have fun. I love them. Although my main inclination in the first game was Cal/Trilla (it was immediately after TROS and the extreme Reylo of it got to me!!) and somewhere along the way I had gotten the impression that Merrin was a lesbian (or maybe that's just the default Nightsister vibe). But truly I consider everyone in SW to be bi/pan/ace/anything but fully straight, so honestly, whatever. Related side note: I was really pleasantly surprised by the directness about how many supporting characters here were gay!

I LOVED the first kiss followed by the totally bonkers portal-jumping battle, that was such cool teamwork. And the end of the game was sooooo saaaad but thankfully they both lived and so now I'm real emo about the orphan Jedi and the orphan witch and how far they've come since she tried to kill him. 😭

Backtracking a bit I REALLY enjoyed Dagan getting dumped out of the bacta tank, getting pissed off, and IMMEDIATELY bleeding his crystal. It was very ooooohhh SHIT dude making some major life decisions here!! So cool! So dramatic! Escalated so quickly! I'm pleased that I did end up enjoying Dagan a decent amount, because going into this I was annoyed by a) not liking Cody Fern's face and b) not liking the High Republic aesthetic.

Honestly I was very ready to dislike both Dagan and Bode because I was really not happy with the previews showing they added a bunch of dudes while hiding Merrin and Cere, and Trilla being dead…… blugh. But thankfully trailers are misleading and there was plenty of Merrin. (and her surprise entrance was THRILLLINNGGGG) And the dudes were alright and they wound up dead anyway. So! …Hm.

IT WAS SO SAD. I'M SO SAD. The "Ghost Star" lullaby was so pretty and haunting and it messed me up BAD, because of course I'm not just thinking of this game I'm thinking of all my dead Star Wars friends (and obvs one ghost in particular…….. sob). There are so many. Star Wars is littered with corpses. AND IT'S SO SAD.

Cal using the dark side was craazzzyyyyyy and when the first prompt for it came on screen I was like "uh oh!!!! I don't wanna." Wild how becoming more powerful in a video game can be so fun and so upsetting at the same time. I did actually die in the final fight with Bode because I refused to tap into the dark side when prompted, lol. I was like "maybe if I don't do it something different will happen!" Haha, nope! USE THE DARK SIDE OR DIE. Which is an interesting moral quandary for Star Wars, because if the dark side is always more powerful 100% of the time, and there are certain situations where it's either fight a dark side opponent or die… what does the Force really want you to do? Stick to the light side and be defeated? Is the ultimate end goal of the Force for everything to die and become one with it? AH JEEZ

Part of me expected Tanalorr to not work out in the end, because "magical top secret planet where we can hide and be safe forever" is obviously too good to be true. But I also think every pre-OT story is always having to find an out for why these characters weren't around for the OT, so in that sense of course Tanalorr had to work out! It's the perfect loophole for this time period! It just felt like every story beat was pointing to the dream of Tanalorr being too much of a corrupting influence—Dagan lost his arm, Santari, and then his life because he refused to let go, and then Bode did the same, and I thought it would come down to Cal also facing that dark path and being forced to give up the dream, like by having to choose between Merrin and Tanalorr. In Grail quests you always have to give up the Grail! But no, now they're really gonna live in the ethereal weird forbidden promised land. FEELS CREEPY BUT OKAY

On the one hand I do kind of wish there had been more planets to explore—it felt strange for the journey to be less expansive than Fallen Order. But there was still so much to do on Koboh and they had some cool locations in there nonetheless. I'm just greedy for ~*~galactic exploration~*~! Anyway they made up for it with the strong story, because I think the plot and character work in this one were even better than Fallen Order.

I'm not sure how to piece it all together but I liked the small late-game talk of Vader and the Inquisitorius acting outside of regular Imperial command, when you're undercover and you get the scoop that there's a rivalry with the ISB and that the Jedha attack that happened was not the Jedha attack that was planned. Empire/Sith infighting, Vader vs. Tarkin and Krennic, how does stifled ISB employee Dedra Meero fit into all this, hm hm hm much to think about. Bode was a former Jedi being used by the Empire but he wasn't an Inquisitor—it was the same thing in the end but the particular type of tragedy was different. Wizards in the Empire but the Empire hates wizards, which type of leash are they gonna put you on and who's actually holding the leash?

Fav saloon regulars: TURGLE, of course I knew everybody loved Turgle, what a goober, A+, amazing frog; Caij, because apparently it's a biological imperative that all Nautolans are cool as hell; best bartender Monk; and I particularly enjoyed all the conversations with Tulakt and Moran.

Of course I was thrilled when I first encountered Skoova, his little hover fishing schooner was the BEST. Just an absolutely stellar amount of funky alien dudes in this game.

The powerful heavy swings that the crossguard stance uses…… hehehehehehehehehe. Where did they get that idea I wonder!!!!!! The only thing is that I don't like how small and thin the High Republic-style quillons are, so the aesthetic isn't as satisfying and proportional as Kylo's saber. You gotta beef up those crossguards fellas!

I didn't know that there was an interim story to explain why Greez has a prosthetic arm now, so I was like "did I really forget THAT MUCH of Fallen Order?" Even I can't keep up with all these Star Wars! I liked Greez a lot in the first game (MY PLANT GUY!!!!) but I really loved him even more in this one—he seemed much softer than I remember with his devotion to Cal and their whole family unit. And his braided hair of course delighted me.

And speaking of delightful new hair: Merrin's haircut! I LOVE HER SO MUCH. They gave her so much great deadpan humor while also enhancing her emotional maturity, so not only is she still super cool she's also soft and nice when it's called for, and I'M SO GLAD SHE DIDN'T DIE.

Kata is extremely cute and I'm already dreading her looming apprenticeship and the long-term outcome of who makes it to the next generation. I'm always having to remind myself of the bigger picture that Cal is older than Luke. And I certainly can't handle the thought of old Cal or dead Cal, but when you add kids into the mix, that's where this is headed!!!!!!

I took so many goddamn screencaps I'm probably only gonna post a minuscule fraction of them, but there were so many good aesthetic things and fun details to look at. And honestly part of my excessive snapping away involved lofty notions of using things as fanart reference. I LOVED all the new hair and wardrobe options because I absolutely just used Cal for Ben Solo AU cosplay. 🤪😎🤩✌️💀 The windswept hair is so good!!!! I mean I mainly chose it to look like Ben but it also just looked really good on Cal, to the point where it's hard to see him with short hair anymore, although I really should try out some of the goofier looks. (so many facial hair options that I hate and look stupid on precious ginger babyface!!!)

I just get soooooo excited about being able to explore and take pictures inside a Star Wars thing, and play dress-up and pick hairstyles and decorate and do all that silly life sim stuff but in space! Games capture such a unique experience of discovering worldbuilding minutiae, and I love having the ability to just look at things and take in the environment at your own pace, it makes me so happy. Even the goofy LEGO game gave me that feeling. It's just so nice! I love wandering! Observing! Interacting! Running my little guys around! Having my own experience that can't be easily ruined by a shitty story!

It's made me reminisce about playable Kylo and Rey in Battlefront and how I wish you could combine them with the exploration/story/gameplay style of the Jedi games and the [nearest approximation of] post-canon Ben Solo of the LEGO game, and THAT would probably be my ideal Star War (outside of, you know, a new movie that checks off every single item on my impossible wish list hahahaaagdhagdsf). Dress them up and customize their lightsabers and their home base and their spaceship and give them a droid friend and a garden and take them on new adventures on new planets… The Dream 😭

I actually started ruminating on whether I can do screencap mashups of Battlefront character models in Survivor outfits/environments, because I can't do mods, I am just a simple photoshopper and console gamer, but I want to pretend!!!!!! The problem is I don’t really like the Battlefront faces because they all look dead in the eyes. :/ The idea I settled on is that I might do some straight-up redraws instead. (WE'LL SEE. But the fact that I'm even mentioning this should tell you how completely lost in the sauce I am.) I briefly went looking and of course people have made Ben Solo mods for Survivor, but what you really gotta do is graft Cal's customization options onto Bode's body type or else it doesn't look right. Y'KNOW?!?? Size… matters……… I'm so sorry Yoda

Anyway!!!!!! Excellent gaming experience despite being terrible at Jedi parkour! Now back to tending my garden, hunting down post-game Force echoes, and rearranging Cal's wardrobe

#star wars #jedi survivor #sw meta #time once again for another round of star wars word vomit #will i find a way to make it about benjamin organa solo? you bet!!#coincidentally posting this while the reylos are melting down on twitter 🙃 every day i am in pain

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ananad1 · 2 years

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More SGE Movie Thoughts

So one whole person asked for more of my thoughts on SGE and since my Midterms are now over I can give them....

This time around I watched the movie with someone who had not seen it yet, but had read the books (my dad, yes he was coerced into reading them but that is beside the point).

I think that the amount of time between Agatha and Sophie going back to Gavaldon and Sophie coming back to life was way too long. It takes away from them immediately disappearing in front of all the other students and no one, especially Tedros, getting to say goodbye. Tedros had plenty of time to try and convince them, or at least Agatha, to stay. He just stood there not doing anything until they were gone and then was all upset. Like sir you had a chance too bad so sad now.

Some one else mentioned this and I 100% agree that having the girls continue to have magic in Gavaldon makes it too confusing in terms of how they figure out something is wrong in the future.

In the book we do not see anything else at the school, or Gavaldon for that matter, which is important because in the second book the girls learn that right after they left everyone tried to go back to their schools and the girls were thrown out of Evil and the boys were thrown out if Good. In the movie we see them all together at the end and there is no noticeable shift in the castles.

Th blue forest remained being called the blue forest, but it wasn't remotely blue, which is not an impossible task, but if they weren't even gonna bother why not change the name to 'the practice forest' or something similar.

I'm still mad that the Nevers never got to even go into the forest or do any forest group type thing.

I brought up the blood magic being unnecessary before, but some other people have talked about how they didn't like it in the books or barely remembered it in the books (4,5,6) and it was important for those books, but in the movie it helped to establish a Sophie (girl) is only evil because Rafal (man) is controlling her or convincing her to do these things for him. Which is a problem that is often run into with evil women in movies and shows.

I still don't understand how they cut Sader, I have to bring him up again because my dad reminded me that in the new prequel that came out this year, his family plays a major role. Without him nothing makes sense, he predicted Sophie and The fall of the barrier between the worlds and so much more. Without his help, guidance, and general existence so many characters would be left in the dark. He was also like the only teacher Agatha originally liked.

Chaddick was also never pointed out by name, he has credits on IMDB so I know which one he is, but he is supposed to be Tedros' best friend and he is majorly important in books 4, 5, and 6 wether you like what happened with him or not (which I though it was an interesting parallel to the girls and I actually liked it fight me).

On a good note the actor for Reaper was wonderful and even though they did not include the scene of him running out of birds to behead so he goes after Sophie, he was great.

Again someone else brought up how different Tristan looked, honestly the first time around when Gregor dropped his sword at the beginning I assumed it was Tristan. I'm not sure of there is a second movie if they can pull of the Tristan/Yara switch and how well they would do it if they try.

I know I said the beginning School Master fight was fine, but the more I think about it the more I realized that in the books it is described as a war and way longer than a sparing match gone wrong. Also they never officially mark Rafal as dead and in the books everyone know one of the brothers is dead, but not who actually died.

I will never not be mad about them giving Lesso Evelyn Saders in love with Rafal trait, it just makes me so upset. Also on the note of Lesso if she is from Gavaldon and seems to have only ever been at the school, how are they going to explain Aric if they do another movie, cause if she's in love with Rafal I don't see that happening. Aric is like important for every book after though.

I'm sure I can come up with more, but this is what I've got for right now.

@atrenchcoatfilledwithbeees Since you are the one who asked I'm tagging you in this, but let me know if you want me to take you off.

#school for good and evil #sge movie #sge #sge spoilers #agatha of camelot #agatha of woods beyond #sophie of woods beyond #tedros of camelot #chaddick of foxwood #hester #anadil of bloodbrook #hort of bloodbrook #beatrix of jaunt jolie #soman chainani

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BG3 Ending Spoilers

I don't know who's made it to the end, so putting all my thoughts and feelings under a cut to be safe:

So guess who was a noble idiot, sacrificed themselves to become a mindflayer, and then subsequently got left behind by half of their friends???

THIS BITCHHHHHHH

It's like, when the Emperor is telling you to ascend and pushing you to do so, Keres was like no no, hell no, I'm keeping my autonomy.

But the moment you fail to dominate the Elder Brain, completely and utterly, and then be told you have to betray Lae'zel and the Githyanki by letting the Emperor consume Orpheus? I feel like the bad decision spiral just went deeper at that point. Saying no to the Emperor and then being called out by Orpheus (for not letting myself be killed by his honor guard) made me desperate to prove I wasn't doing the wrong thing......

Which led to taking on the mindflayer transformation.

Which fucking sucked. Orpheus was fully my friend at that point, but everyone else was confused and put-off. The allies gathered to fight and make the last stand didn't know what to make of me. Astarion was immediately pretty taken aback (which hurt quite a bit, considering the "forced to become a monster" parallels are quite something).

There's also the element of watching all the red dragons descend on the capitol that feels... really bitter sweet, playing as a Red Draconic Sorcerer. Seeing what you once were a part of, a descendant of the creatures, fighting and protecting the city against an enemy you now look like.

So that was all pretty shitty.

But I committed. It was the noble thing to do, to take on the burdens of everyone and not make anyone do what I wouldn't, and we defeated the Netherbrain.

And then the ending.

There's a choice of what to do, now that you're a mindflayer. And you want to live. (But I gotta say, choosing to die felt somewhat cathartic, especially after what happens next. At least it feels like a noble heroic sacrifice instead of being left alone. Shame only Gale tries to stop you from killing yourself. Not a single other word, guys??)

But obviously I wanted to see how things played out so I kept going.

I don't know what I was expecting with Lae'zel, but it was gut-wrenching to watch her go. Even asking her to stay, she's like, I can't. You are ghaik now no matter how noble you are. And there was a look she gave when climbing up a dragon, where, just for a moment, it felt like we were remembering the journey and battles we fought together, but that connection cooled and fizzled away.

Okay, so we lost one of our friends, but that's okay, I hope? Wait no, Karlach is burning up now, shit.

All her lines, her holding onto this friend who is now this sad little squid, made me cry real tears. So Wyll jumping in and volunteering to go to Avernus, Wyll who just escaped Mizora's influence and who has no more powers as a Warlock and my heart just gave up.

In that moment, I saw the option to go to Avernus with her and I picked it without hesitation.

And that was actually a kind of good ending! Better to be an illithid in hell with your friends than an illithid in Baldur's Gate without friends and generally being disliked. Also I bet imps have brains. Shouldn't be too hard to stay fed.

So it was all good until, I was like wait. Shit. I forgot my boyfriend. Going to hell with Karlach and Wyll means leaving Astarion behind. There was no ending card, I have no idea what happened to him, that's no good. So I had to reload. Was there an option to bring him along? I doubted it (nor do I think he'd want to), but I wanted to know what happened to him considering the last scene I got with him was him running sad from the sun.

...And then it bugged out on me.

which is. Fine. Hearing his voice in a darkened room as he gently let me down was Fine. I wasn't thinking wistfully back to being in hell with my friends, nope, siree.

Like I get it. It's mature of him to not rush into a romance with a mind flayer when he's clearly uncomfortable. And it's very very sweet the friendship lines. I feel like the entire playthrough, we were just edging our way between sexless romance and QueerPlatonic Partners. So in some ways, it's fucking hilarious. In the last possible moment, friendship proves it is indeed, magic.

BUT MAN OH MAN DID IT KIND OF STING. I think moreso because everyone was gone. Karlach and Wyll were in the Hells. Lae'zel has gone to the Astral Plane. Shadowheart is probably off with her parents. Gale is. Not around. Probably off to talk to Mystra.

And poor squiddy Keres who sacrificed her body and all chances of a normal life is stuck in hiding in Baldur's Gate. At least she and Astarion are hiding in the sewers together I GUESS. Like it just seems kind of lonely. Maybe they'll become the best of buds again, but honestly Astarion probably will want to stretch his wings and do other things.

So, the ending choices for becoming a squidkid is really:

a) Go to Superhell with your best buds and leave your boyfriend alone in Baldur's Gate with no friends.

b) Stay with your boyfriend who dumps you because he's not into tentacle porn, he becomes your immortal friend for life, and you both run a very successful mortuary/Guild business.

Oh, the choices in an RPG. 😔

(Larian, please fix the epilogue, I want to replay the endgame so badly. Free me from squidkid super hell.)

#arget rambles #bg3 spoilers #bg3 #bg3 ending

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twstanon · 10 months

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Anon report from Az's server.

I made a Tumblr for this, I'm not saying who I am because I don't want to risk being attacked myself. But I was actually on Az's server for some time, and I'm sick at seeing how these people are treating Az. I wasn't on the VA server, nor was I around when apparently there was drama with another server so I can't comment on that. But, I was around for a while, and interacted some. For the most part, Az's server was warm and inviting. It was one of the few places I felt comfortable talking and I was sad and slightly distressed to see it go. I went looking for why and was shocked to find the document and people trying to attack Az. From what I saw, Az was usually encouraging, though sometimes blunt, and I can see how Az might rub some people the wrong way, but nothing like what was described in the document. What I can say is that both Bon and Retro often referred to the server as their "Comfort server" and they all seemed to have pretty good camaraderie. Especially Retro, who Az even handed the server over to for a while. I don’t think you’d do that if you didn’t trust the person. I was there the night the VA server was created, though I only lurked in that channel because I wasn't a part of it, and I was on the night that Bon came in upset about what had happened on her server. I actually happened to think that it was incredibly rude of her to do so.

Personally, I think the reason Bon and Retro were made to feel guilty, is because they were guilty. Az stated the truth, what Bon was complaining about was exactly what she had done. If your feelings are affected by someone being open and honest with you, then thats on you. Its no excuse to attack the person who made you feel that way. I’m also flabbergasted at many of the other accusations in the document. They do not line up with my experiences at all. Poor mental health was a common topic on the server, but that was because many of us suffered from mental health issues and tried to comfort each other. Some of her darker subject matter is what attracted me to Az’s writing in the first place. Many of us readers would find comfort in those stories. It was also something Retro frequently wrote about.

I do remember when Bon was made a mod, and then within a day no longer one. I didn’t know what caused it, but didn't want to pry. I know Az was struggling at the time, because almost immediately after they left the server themselves. I think holding a mental breakdown that severe against someone is terrible. I saw Az's post talking about how they were suicidal at the time, and I wish they'd spoke up more. I don't know what went on in DMs (I find it sus Az is willing to release them and Retro is against it.) But I cannot believe that Az would ever encourage her to do anything bad. They were clearly suffering themselves and didn't need to take anything from someone else. As far as the accusations of being racist and transphobic, I never got that vibe from Az. It's not racist to like the characters the way they are in the game, and there were otherwise constant racial edits posted to the server it seemed like, and the edits were never deleted or taken down. I was not around/active at the time any of it happened, but I know Az often said she was rules oriented like Riddle, and liked to stick close to canon. This is all speculation but from my semi outside perspective, Everyone involved sound like a bunch of jealous teenagers throwing a fit because they didn't get their way. They screwed up and rather than deal with it, they tried to destroy someone.

#teamazurith #twisted wonderland #azurith #the truth about azurith #twst

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drew please give me the ugly doll dream details I’m scrolling ur blog and v intrigued -meri

ok. a few things you need to know: 1) i was seven and had just gotten an ugly doll (the pink one, from the movie) 2) they were advertising for ugly dolls back then and if i remember correctly i saw an advertisement in a mechanic shop window? either it was that or nowadays its a mechanic shop window and back then it was something else 3) this was over 10 years ago so some things are fuzzy, especially dialogue and background details, but i promise i have the main idea of everything i can remember 4) anyone who doesnt have context: i dreamed up the start and what is basically a better plot to the uglydolls movie when i was seven. heres the full thing.

the dream started off with, and i swear to god, the exact same sequence in the movie. with the fuckin duck. he got knocked off the assembly line bc he wasn't perfect and he fell through a pipe and landed in a big pile of fabric scraps and fluff.

he was the main character in my dream and he felt bad that these other dolls always felt terrible about themselves because there were all these posters on the wall of what they were Supposed to look like. He tried to tear them down but they were made of metal and he couldnt get them off.

So he went up into the Boxed World (thats what it was called, everyone stayed in their boxes on the shelf and waited to be shipped out) and found a doll who's box was a little open. i think it was like one of those 18in american girl doll ripoffs. she was staying very still and quiet bc if any of the machines noticed her box was open shed be sent back for repackaging and if they did THAT theyd notice that her hand/thumb (cant remember) was a bit cracked and theyd get rid of her.

so this toy being a squeaky duck, he drew the machines attention, and then she just fuckinf. ran for it. bust out of her box, scooped duckie up, and just ran. duckie pointed out where to go to get to the rejects village and she jumped into the pipe

as she was sliding her hand/thumb broke off(i really think it was her hand but im having so many visuals of a cracked ag doll thumb attached to this memory so who knows)

and they both tumbled into the reject village.

doll was really sad that her hand/thumb came off so one of the other ugly dolls made a mitten to cover it! and she was so proud of it because the mitten matched the rest of her red clothes.

ok so there was a couple things that happened, i dont remember so blah blah blah fast forward

the doll tells the ugly dolls that theres a boat leaving tonight to ship the dolls to different stores. they all hatch a plan to sneak aboard and try to find families of their own. there was a big squishy group hug that i think im still yearning for deep down.

the way they got on the boat was to climb up one of the factory smokestacks and jump. and i remember a bunch of them surrounded the doll and became like a cushion since she might break and the rest of them wouldnt. and they jumped onto the ship and snuck down to the storage rooms, where a boxed doll yelled at them and said they had no place on the boat.

they just left her yelling in her box and hid under a bench?? i think it was?? on the ship deck.

anyway boat starts sinking

there was an unoccupied life boat on the deck and all the dolls clamber inside. then the other dolls in their boxes start floating to the top. one floats close enough and it's the mean doll from before. shes trapped in her box and pounding on the inside and freaking out.

our doll whips off her mitten and uses her jagged hand/thumb to saw through the mean dolls box and bindings and frees her, helping her climb into the lifeboat. she doesnt immediately throw her arms around our doll but shes a lot quieter about sharing a boat with "rejects" (i remember that she called them that bc i had JUST learned that word)

days pass. good thing toys dont need to eat. theyre all asleep in a pile when suddenly the boat bumps up on shore.

the dolls all sit up, falling off each other, and peek over the edge of the boat. the beach is pretty much empty, except for a few fishers and a walker.

the boat starts to slide back into the water, and they all scramble out. after a quick discussion, they decide to just scatter on the beach and hope kids might find them.

the duck takes a seat in the sand, and feels eyes on him. its our doll, watching him fearfully. "i'm scared." she says. "i'm broken."

"so are the rest of us." the duck says, moving to join her. "but i'll stay near you, and maybe someone will pick up both of us."

they both lay back on the sand, a few hours later, a little girl, about four, finds them, and takes them both home.

and every night, they get to snuggle up with their kid.

#none of them have names i am VERY SORRY #this is confusing as all hell #its almost 1 im going to bed #uglydolls #ugly dolls

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creatingjaemi · 4 days

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Sobriety

Today I am grasping the concept of sobriety at Just Jaemi. Sobriety was my first introduction to the nonprofit space. I lived in a halfway house and I got sober that way. I also lived in a full-time business and I got to see first-hand what running a faith-based sobriety driven nonprofit looked like. I also got insights into all the ways it could be ran better too. Our counselor held something called 'round table' once a month for people that had problems with the staff and for the staff that had complaints about the residents.

At the time, me and my best friend in the house were talking about this concept of a recovery center. Hers was going to help youth victims and mine was going to help traffic victims. It was like a college experience maybe over seas? No there weren't toga parties and hazing but we had our own version like 'Hawley house 15' which is all about the first thirty days in the house, you probably going to gain at least 15 pounds from being away from your drug addict friends and family for the first time. We had the same drama I think and a lot of us were actually in college so it was cool... but the reason why I left, well I remember my best friend in the house, let's call her Cor; Cor was basically like taking her court order as an opportunity to make things right with God in all aspects and so when she moved into the house, she pretty much immediately told everyone, she was LGBT and being faith-based they tried to change her and the sad part is, it worked. It also drove me away and when I moved away because the drama was too much, me and Cor were talking about this gift of discernment from the Lord. What the hell does that word even mean? Well, at the time, I didn't care, I lost a lot of my memories being away from my immigrant family for almost ten years at the time and especially after all the drugs and alcohol, things that were already confusing in childhood, just got more confusing after that and so I knew I needed answers from my past, or I wouldn't have gone back to live with family. North side. I never lived on the North side before. It's a strange place. You have Wake Forest University on one end and other end is like the ghetto, maybe it's the Walmart version of HPU? High Point is like that too. Anyway, North side was great, I remember being happy there, even without my memories, but I was living with my sister. She's an addict and alcoholic, but at the time, I would've never been convinced of that - and trust me people tried. Women and men in my network told me it was bad news to move in with my sister but I didn't believe them. In my world, I was the black sheep, everyone else was better by comparison, even when she got me in trouble at school, all over one xanax, I still wasn't convinced. Today, I do know I have the gift of discernment because I know my sister is an alcoholic, an addict, and the truth is, my sister knew about the five guys who raped me and she was most persistent telling me I should go back to them. She's a rapist to me now. It's been that way for a while, but I guess it's just the first time I'm actually writing it down. Tickling... tickling my child's feet while I'm trying to tell her that her opinion and her voice matters, all in a phone call visitation that shouldn't even be happening. Chad... it pisses me off; it's so easy to take advantage of gays... predators love to take advantage of gays, men or women, if their the same gender, it's easier to make them feel guilty, and if they feel guilty it's easier to make them stay quiet about the abuse... Chad got caught bc he's a male and I was a female... but I've been 'tickled' by women too... it's disgusting... I've tried to talk to my child about it. She knows about consent, it's still been stolen from her. She knows about LGBT, it too has been stolen from her... and I don't expect her at seven years old to know the right words and the right time to say 'stop'. I always say, her voice is going to be the most difficult thing to learn because I know what she needs without her saying anything... I know what she means by just looking at her... that's a blessing, but it is also a great responsibility when communicating with others who don't have that gift. I'm mad about Nickelodeon, the whole feet thing really bothers me... thinking of how many hours we went 'shoe shopping' just to walk down a runway for one audition. It's disgusting. I don't like feet, but how often she would abuse my brothers and sisters through my modeling and exploiting it... it's disgusting... I hate it... and then I am just as lost as her about how to talk about it.

#stop the violence #it wasn't your fault #child abuse prevention

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mkfluffluv · 2 years

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How would Marc and Steven help their s/o when they’ve had a bad day, like the kinda bad day where everything goes wrong.

Thank you

We're Here

MARC SPECTOR X READER , STEVEN GRANT X READER , JAKE LOCKLEY X READER

prompt : your boyfriends comfort you after you've had the worst day possible

posting two fics in a day? i'm on a roll!! yes i worked on both this and dyed hair disaster in a single day, i am very tired lol, BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!

likes and reblogs appreciated as always <3

warnings : this is hurt/comfort. still fluff. but there's a lot of emotional stuff, blaming one’s self for things when you shouldn't, sad thoughts. this is still very fluffy tho no need to worry

word count : 1,497

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Today has been a very awful no good very bad day.

It started with getting up 10 minutes late for your desk job all because you'd forgotten to set up your alarm on time. Then, because you had hurried while getting ready, you'd also forgotten to bring the very important papers that you had to give to your boss to which he had yelled at you for hours and then proceeds to tell you to get out and go home. You weren't getting fired, no, your boss wasn't that cruel, but still, it was incredibly humiliating to have been scolded like that in front of all your co-workers.

But that's not where the bad day ends, oh no, that was simply just the beginning. On your sad walk back to your apartment, a car drove past a brown puddle, and you, standing on the sidewalk had become the selected victim of the splash. Nobody else had gotten hit. Just you. Not even the lady who was sitting right beside you. You didn’t even know how that was even possible but people were staring and you needed to go immediately.

So you've got disgusting mud water all over your work clothes as you continue your shameful walk, what next? You could already feel everyone's pitiful gaze boring into your back and could almost hear their thoughts every time you passed by each sorry look that they gave. You hated it.

So far, the only good thing that came out of that day was the nice old lady who had approached you and given you a bag of delicious pastries for you to eat. It lifted your mood a bit after she patted you on the back and left.

Then of course, because your luck was just so darned terrible, the moment you were finally at the front door of your apartment building, a man rushed past you and bumped into your shoulder, resulting in you falling on your ass and dropping the pastries into another puddle.

Those darned puddles.

At that point, you just didn't care anymore.

You were tired, hungry, upset, and just overall not in a good mood. So, you let out a scream into the palm of your hands, ignoring the people around the sidewalk that are most definitely staring at you right now.

After you've finished your little scream fest, you stand up and take a deep and long breath, whispering reassurances to yourself all the way back to your small studio apartment.

Everything was fine for a while.

You threw away your wasted pastries, changed into your comfy pajamas, and finally, sat down on your couch to watch the new episode of your favorite show. At least, that was the plan.

Imagine your shock when you find that the show was nowhere to be found on the site and when you looked up what happened to it, you just snapped.

The show had been discontinued.

That's pretty much how terrible your day has been. So now you're curled up in your blankets, crying into your phone with your boyfriend on the other line, whispering constant reassurances at you as you can hear him rushing through the crowds of the busy streets. It lightens up your mood a bit when you hear him yell at a bunch of random walkers, like you being sad over an unusually unlucky day was this big emergency.

When Marc bursts into your room, you immediately jump to your feet and into his embrace, Marc immediately wraps his arms around your waist and softly whispers into your hair. He doesn’t question you nor force you to talk. He just holds you tighter and tighter, making you feel safer as the seconds go by.

"You're okay, baby, you're okay, I'm here." He soothes, one of his hands gently patting your head as he presses multiple kisses to your forehead.

The dam that has been holding up all the emotions inside of you since the beginning of this day finally breaks and you start to fully cry into his shoulders. Everything is coming all at once and it's just too much. Your fear of getting fired by your boss, the worry of never being able to get rid of the stains on your work shirt, and the guilt of dropping those pastries that the old lady had been so kind to give to you. It’s all too much.

Marc guides you back to your bed, arms still tightly wrapped around you as he sways you back and forth to calm you down, all the while whispering comforting words into your ear.

The both of you stay like that for a while until your sobs quiet down and you can breathe slightly better now.

Suddenly, he pulls away but still keeps you at arm's length. You let out a disapproving whine at the loss of his warmth against your body, but when you look up, you notice the change in his expression and his posture.

His brows are more furrowed, his lips tightly shut and turned downwards to an upset frown. He's holding you by your forearms tightly as if holding back the urge to punch the wall next to him. It's not tight to the point of hurting though. You know Jake would never hurt you.

"Who did this to you?" He asks, the tone of his voice dangerous and threatening but you know they're not directed to you. You don't know to who the voice should be directed. Should it be for your boss who humiliated you in front of your friends and co-workers? Or maybe the driver who splashed mud all over your work clothes? Maybe the man who had pushed you and made you drop your pantries? No. You don't know because you can't blame any of them and can only blame your bad luck.

So you shake your head instead, indicating that you don't want to talk about it right now. Jake's face drops even more but he understands and opens his arms. You naturally fall into them, your back now pressed to his chest as he plays with your hair. He tells you about his day, about the different people he talked to working as a cabbie, and the criminals that he had caught. It's nice. You listen to him intently as his voice drowns out your loud thoughts.

Eventually though, after a while of hugging, your emotional breakdown starts to tire you. Your eyes are half-opened and you're yawning every few seconds. Jake chuckles at you.

"Guess it's Steven's turn to comfort you. He's always been the better cuddler after all." He says. His arms wrap around your stomach and his chin rests on your shoulder so you can turn and see his smile.

"You're all good cuddlers." You respond, a hand coming up to pat Jake's head and giving him a quick kiss on his cheek.

"But you won't deny that Steven's the best cuddler, huh?" You shake your head at his question with a shy smile, making him laugh a little. "I won't argue with that."

Jake holds you for a little longer before you can feel the way his posture changes, his eyes changing from the usual tense stare to Steven's often wide-eyed but still somewhat relaxed one.

"Hi, Steven." You greet him, the smile on your face lighting up even more. He smiles back at you of course and presses a quick kiss to your lips.

"Hi, love." He greets back.

You turn your body so that you're facing him now, and press your forehead against his. He then moves his hands to hold yours as you practice your breathing together. In and out. In and out. This is how it usually goes with Steven. A few minutes of just grounding yourselves before falling asleep.

You pull away first when you remember something important.

"Don't you have, um," You flail your hands around your face and do the motion of throwing a crescent blade, unsure of what word you should use to describe their nightly routines.

Steven laughs at your silly reenactment and shakes his head. "The old pigeon will understand. He's got a big ole soft spot for you actually." He tells you, to which your cheeks flush in embarrassment. Steven can't help but lightly pinch your cheeks.

He then lays down on your bed, pulling you with him and closer to him. His arms wrap cozily around your waist and his legs tangle themselves with yours. The position is comfy and warm but most importantly, it makes you feel safe.

Having Steven, Marc, and Jake around makes you feel so much safer now. No more worries are lingering in your head about what other things your bad luck would bring to you, no more fears of what the next day might become. All you can feel and hear right now is their heartbeat close to your ears and it's steady and calm and comforting in all the right ways.

#moon knight #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #moon knight x reader #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x reader #moon knight imagine #marc spector imagine #steven grant imagine #jake lockley imagine #moon knight x you #marc spector x you #steven grant x you #jake lockley x you

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wolfiafuntime · 2 years

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Dad! Bruno Madrigal X Mom! Reader

Okay, so I got this golden idea while playing Webkinz, where basically, the Reader was Bruno's girlfriend, and she got pregnant, but before she could tell Bruno, he disappeared.

No one knew where he went, and everyone was curious about what happened. There was talk for days, before everyone stopped because they noticed Pepa massive amounts of rain everytime she heard his name.

But then you, Bruno's only friend/girlfriend, starts showing a few months later. And, while no one outside of your family (who you swore to secrecy) asked about who the father was, everyone knew. And they simultaneously went "That bastard!" because they just assumed he left you after you told him you were pregnant. And, taking his Gift of future vision into consideration, you almost assumed the same thing.

But you knew Bruno. You knew he was too sweet of a man to just leave you like that. Besides, he didn't really like his gift. Like everyone else, Bruno thought his gift only brought bad things, and you remember him telling you how he couldn't bare to lose you. So why would he risk seeing/making your relationship end by looking into either of your futures?

Meanwhile, the adults of the Madrigal family were in turmoil

Pepa was PISSED/EVEN MORE SAD THAN BEFORE. Storms for days. And Felix was really struggling keeping her happy, especially with his own sadness over the situation.

But she wasn't as upset as Alma, despite the fact that Alma hid her emotions better than her daughter for obvious reasons. On one hand, she was heartbroken that her son left her, but then you end up pregnant a few months later? Now she's heartbroken AND disappointed, because she, too, assumed Bruno left because of that.

On top of that, Alma's kind of resenting you for that same assumed reason. And to make matters worse, she's worried that your kid's gift will damage the family reputation like Bruno's did.

Julieta was just trudging along, throwing herself into baking. But, despite her sorrow, she made sure to deliver, or have one of her kids deliver, some food to you every day.

Julieta's and Pepa's kids were kind of indifferent to it. Isabella, Luisa, and Dolores all felt guilty for you, but Isabella and Luisa thought you were just as bad as their Tio, and Dolores was too shy to talk to you. And Camilo and Mirabel were too young to understand what had happened or what was currently going on. They did figure it out when they got older, but like everyone else, they didn't talk to you about it.

Timeskip a few years (filled with avoiding Alma's abusive butt and teaching your kid to do the same), and basically no one's surprised when a new door starts manifesting in Casita.

Immediately, Alma starts seeking you out, done with being a coward about the entire situation, and wanting to truly bond with her now-official grandkid, seeks you out. But, after at least a decade of avoiding the leader of the village, it's no surprise that she can't find you OR your kid.

You end up hearing that Alma's looking for you through some of your fellow villagers, and you're stricken with fear. You've heard Bruno's guilt-filled rants about his mother's abuse, and you are NOT having your kid go through that.

Safe to say, EVERYONE'S surprised when you and your kid disappear just like Bruno did. And they're all LOOSING IT. Pepa's overcome with stormy grief, and nothing that Felix does helps. Julieta's depressed all over again, only this time she can barely get herself to bake for the village. The sisters' kids are panicking because they've never seen their parents like this, at all. Augustin is completely and utterly lost. And Alma straight-up locked herself in her room for a day.

The village folk begin to hate you, not knowing why you would just leave, and gossip and rumors just turning you into a monster in their eyes.

Bruno, meanwhile, was weirded out when he saw the door, but no kids of age for it to belong to. But eventually, he realized that the appearance of that door correlates almost perfectly to when he left you, given ten months, of course. And that realization sends him into a panic attack.

He starts crying all over again when he calms down and hears his brother-in-laws whispering about you and your kid's sudden disappearance. He thought that he may be the reason for it, with you not wanting to live in a place where his unlucky butt 'used to' live.

And while all this is going on, you and your kid are making your way to the mountains that surround your village. And the entire way, you're distracting your kid, whilst trying to come up with a child-friendly reason for why you left. You didn't want to straight-up tell them that the reason was because you were terrified of them getting hurt by Alma, the village leader, the person that, despite teaching them to avoid, they still respected - just like everyone else. And this reason, whatever it was, would have to explain why they were leaving all of their friends. It would also have to explain why they had a power, just like the Madrigals did.

And I couldn't come up with a reason, so I'm gonna just time skip a few more years.

Mirabel and Alma have just made up, and Bruno has come out of hiding to protect his neice. And, after Alma hugs him, they all get on the donkey to go back home. But as they're going back home, Mirabel notices someone walking through the trees. All three get a better view when she brings the donkey to a stop, and with a single glance, Alma instantly recognizes them to be yours' and Bruno's kid.

Alma hastily gets off of the donkey and makes her way up to the kid, stopping just a few feet away from. Both Bruno and Mirabel are close behind, and by some maricle, your kid easily recognizes all three of them. And Bruno, once your kid calls him 'Dad', instantly breaks down into tears and goes in for a hug.

After a short conversation, your kid takes them to their and your home, which resides a bit up one of the mountains. And, when Mirabel asks you why you left, you just look at Alma.

And your kid ends up getting mad, because they don't understand why the leader of their village would be the reason why you took them and left. And you end up snapping, telling them that she hurt Bruno. And when Bruno tries to defend his mother, saying he just brought sadness, you added how Pepa always had to be happy, and Julieta always had to bake. And how Luisa was always working her butt off when you lived in the village.

Mirabel says you should come back to the village, even though everyone hates you, but Alma promises that no one will say anything mean. And that, combined with the fact that you get to be with Bruno again, and that your kid is practically dead set on going back home, you agree to go with them.

And when Pepa and Julieta see Bruno, you, AND your kid, a few days after they lost their house, and Mirabel temporarily disappeared, tears prick their eyes.

Dolores is happy to see your family finally united.

All the other kids are weary, but because they see you with their Abuela, they trust you. And they're happy to finally meet their cousin!

And I don't really have anymore ideas for this.

#Encanto #X Reader #Bruno Madrigal #Bruno X Reader #Mom Reader #Dad Bruno

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encantoheadcanons · 2 years

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The triplets all looked after the kids in turn.

Isabela

She is the oldest of the Madrigal kids so she was fussed over by the whole family. Julieta would constantly worry sick about her daughter but she would always trust her siblings. Pepa, pregnant with Dolores, would hold baby Isa and they would both be very calm. Needless to say, in those moments there would be a rainbow over the Casita. Bruno was overjoyed to have a little niece but was scared of hurting her but Julieta assured him he wouldn't. Even without a vision, he always knew she would be beautiful both inside and out. When she was only about six, she asked him for a vision. Of course Bruno was scared because of the many bad visions he's had. This one, however, showed Isa laughing and growing cacti and swinging from vines. He told her that her powers would grow and that she would be happy

Dolores

Julieta, although preoccupied with a baby Isabela, would often check up on her sister and if Pepa ever needed a break, would take both girls with her. This made the girls be very close as toddlers. Bruno was the first one to empathise with Dolores after she got her gift, so would spend more time with her while everyone else marvelled at Isabela's gift. Unfortunately, he did scare her when she asked him for a vision and he saw that she would be heartbroken. Little Dolores started sobbing and ran to Pepa, who in turn got angry at her brother for telling her daughter such things.

Luisa

Pepa would often be entertained by little Luisa and would often tell her fairytales and made up stories of unidonkeys which would make her make rainbows. Luisa absolutely loved them and loved the unidonkeys. Bruno would take Luisa out for donkey rides around the town. He enjoyed the time alone with his niece as she was the only one who wasn't too bothered about prophecies.

Camilo

The first son of the new generation of Madrigals, Camilo was very much a favourite for a short while. When he was a baby, Julieta would do the same as what Pepa did with Isabela as she was pregnant with Mirabel. She would often cradle baby Camilo in the kitchen. Pepa blames his love of food on this. Truth is, Camilo would always be seen in the kitchen helping his Tía out, especially as he knew he got to try the food first! Bruno, much more removed from the family now, would often entertain Camilo with impressions and putting on characters which would make Camilo laugh uncontrollably.

Mirabel

Mirabel was always kept protected and safe by Julieta, much like she did her other daughters but this time she was more reserved towards Bruno. Pepa would often babysit Mirabel and Camilo as those two would get up to no good. This stressed her out quite a lot so Mirabel saw a lot of weather changes which made her giggle. This would immediately put a smile (and some sunshine) on Pepa's face. Bruno would look after Mirabel when everyone else was busy and Camilo was causing mischief and bonding with his older sister. Bruno always saw Mirabel's big heart and he loved looking after her. Much like Luisa when she was younger, Mirabel didn't judge Bruno or see him differently despite the rest of the family growing distant towards him. She would confide in her Tío when she was feeling sad or worried, especially before her gift ceremony (she was scared of all the people that would be there, remembering when Camilo had his ceremony a couple of months prior). When Bruno left, she was very upset and confused (much like the rest of the family) but as noone talked about him since, she lost a lot of the memories to do with her Tío.

Antonio

Antonio is the baby of the family and was always showered with love from his siblings and cousins and all the attention was always on him as a baby and toddler. Julieta would also often cook with him as all of the older kids would go about their tasks and using their gifts to help everyone around. Bruno watched this close bond and wished he could spend time with the nephew he never properly met. He sometimes sent a rat or two of his through to the kitchen to tease and scare his sister and to feel like he was a part of something in a way. Julieta was always frustrated about the rats, wondering where on earth they're coming from whereas little Antonio would point at the rats and smile. This was the first sign Antonio was really interested in animals and it was all thanks to his Tío but noone would ever know

#disney #mirabel madrigal #dolores madrigal #luisa madrigal #isabela madrigal #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal #bruno madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #madrigal triplets #encanto #encanto headcanons #encanto hcs

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yourmidnightlover · 3 years

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never go back

Summary: spencer notices how your boyfriend takes advantage of you and finally does something about it.

TW: titty sucking, oral (female receiving), cheating, dom!spencer, scratching, slapping (only one), cursing, choking, spencer dirty talk lol, penetrative sex, creampie. *let me know if i missed anything*

WC: 3,724

A/N - i'm using noah as the 'other man' schtick in probably all of my future one shots bc i can't find it within myself to create a new character each and every time. so your douche of a bf will always be noah miller. if you ever get a nice bf i'll be sure to change his name but for now this is what we're working with. got it? got it.

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there are many things that people should go back to. schooling, maybe an old job, an old vacation spot.

your boyfriend was not one of those things.

mostly because your boyfriend sucked.

it was now a fact that spencer reid himself had come to believe quite a while ago and now, well now he had reason.

he had always felt as though you were too good for noah, similar for practically anyone in existence (himself included). he was always a complete ass to you no matter the circumstance.

there was one time the entire team had been back really late from a case that took a toll on all of you. it was emotionally and physically draining. the flight back had been delayed because of weather issues in the state you had been in, meaning you couldn't leave until days after it was solved.

any time you had gone to answer the phone, spencer would be able to see your stance and body language through the glass window. you had been apologizing for something you couldn't even control. you would narrow your brows the way you only did when you were being yelled at. you bit your lip the way you did when you were being made to feel guilty.

he was guilt tripping you for something you couldn't even control.

when you had gotten back it wasn't any better. noah had been giving you the cold shoulder. he was defensive when you asked what was wrong.

and that was only 3 weeks into the relationship.

after being together for 2 months, you had gotten flowers delivered on your desk. you assumed they were from your boyfriend, reasonably so, and went to go thank him. spencer saw the shock in your eyes when you saw your boyfriend huddled in the corner with some new intern. spencer saw the look in your eye change from sadness to anger in the blink of his own.

you took a deep breath, and walked away from the situation, completely missing the way he tucked the intern's hair behind her ear as he leaned in to whisper something to make her giggle. when you got back to your desk you threw the flowers in the garbage can, not even bothering to read the note.

it was pretty indirect, but looking into it he realized it was an issue that should've been addressed. every time the team would go out together, everyone was clearly invited. you would always decline because 'noah wanted to take me out tonight' or 'noah said he needs me, so i'll have to rain check'.

it wasn't because you were a bad person, the opposite actually. it was because noah was taking advantage of your kindness.

because any time you needed him, 'noah's out with the boys' or 'noah had to work late' or, here's a kicker, 'noah had a hard time at work'. as if you don't have a hard time looking at dead bodies while he just has to write up reports.

even when you got injured during a case, shot in the shoulder, noah seemed as though he couldn't have cared less. he wouldn't even go to your apartment to visit you while you were in recovery because 'noah didn't have time to visit'.

spencer could even recall when you went out with the girls one night, spencer being the designated driver, that you had told them how 'noah didn't want you to dress too provocatively so you had to wear something more modest'.

now, spencer doesn't care all to much about what you wear because, frankly, it's none of his business. but now that he heard how noah cared oh-so-much, he decided to wrack his brain for the 'provocative' outfits you've worn. there was not a single one that anyone should make a comment about. you looked stunning no matter what you wore, so you'd grab any man's attention no matter the clothing on your body.

but spencer? he made sure to never be that much of an asshole to you. he made sure to make up for him being an asshole.

he would grab you some morning coffee like you always had before you had a boyfriend. he would make sure to tell you that you looked lovely when you were able to go out with the team. he would visit you when you injured yourself and were lonely, he even stayed back for a few days with you to help you get through it.

hell, he was the one to get you the flowers. you had been having a rough week and spencer thought it might cheer you up. he had gifted you a bouquet of 12, blue chiffon flowers because those were your favorite.

but this was his breaking point. you had come to his apartment, once again in the middle of the night, talking about noah fucking miller cheating on you.

he had done it once before when he was 'out with the boys' you decided to stop by when he said he'd be back, wanting to just be the amazing girlfriend that you are. so when you walk in and hear your boyfriend moaning along with another woman that isn't you, you immediately run back out. you run back out and drive all the way to spencer's.

and here you are again. spencer wasn't mad at you, it was noah he was mad at. he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

spencer had always liked you, no, he's always loved you. everything about you. how could he not? you're perfect.

but loving you how he does and seeing you being used as a toy to fuck for a certain noah miller not only made his heart ache but also made his blood boil.

spencer wasn't an idiot. he had heard the way the old morgan had referred to women. the thing is, noah is way more of a fuckboy than the old morgan ever was. and that scared spencer to pieces. he knew that you would only be missing out on team outings just to get fucked by a douchebag. he knew that the only reason said douchebag wouldn't visit you was because you couldn't fuck. he knew that the reason said douchebag was cornering that intern was to fuck her, too.

so when you arrived at spencer's place, this time you weren't crying. you were furious. you were angry and upset, as was spencer.

"he did it again, spence," you breathed out as you paced across his living room floor. "i was supposed to meet him in a few hours but i was going to surprise him and i caught him with another tramp! i didn't even confront him. i just- i just left!"

"cheated? noah?" he asked as if he didn't believe it at first, not wanting to seem like as much of a dick as noah.

"yes! cheated. god! i am so ANGRY!" you ran your hand through your hair, a grunt leaving your mouth. "and... and frustrated! and... UGH!" you sighed aggressively.

"and what?" spencer asked as he stood up, slowly making his way to you. "what else?" he said, his hand now brushing that stubborn strand of hair behind your ear.

"i-i'm..." you trailed off, getting lost in his beautiful eyes.

if you were honest with yourself, you'd admit how much you loved spencer. but you thought he'd never love you like that. not since you helped him through jj getting married. he really thought she was it for him, at least that's what you'd come to think he believed. over the years you had grown so much closer and grown such an attraction for each other that the other person knew about. it was ironic, truly.

"say it, y/n," spencer leaned over you, his lips ghosting over yours. "i need to hear you say it."

"god, just kiss me," you said, your hands flying to the back of his hair to push his mouth to yours.

there was no hesitation from spencer to give you everything he had. his hand on the side of your face remained there as his other hand drifted to your waist to pull you closer to his body. your tongues met fervently with covetous, passion, and longing yet with just gentle firmness that felt protecting and as if it was how everything was supposed to be.

"please, spencer," you quietly whispered once you unlatched from one another.

"please what, princess," he asked, his hand running through your hair.

"i just... i need you," she pleaded with him, her hands still tugging gently on his hair. "please," you put your foreheads together, breathing in each others air as you silently begged him to help you in any way that he could.

"i'd do anything for you," he whispered so delicately as if the entire team were standing right beside you. "you know i'd do anything for you."

"then do something," you demanded.

spencer took action by kissing you just as intensely as before, this time his hands went to your ass. he grabbed your thighs to signal for you to jump, once you did you wrapped your legs around his torso as he carried you into his bedroom. he set you down just in front of the bed before you began to undo his shirt, him returning the favor by undoing yours.

"god, i've wanted you for so long," he growled, nipping gently at your earlobe as he laid you back on the bed. "lift your hips," he ordered, you obeyed his every command. you always would. "good girl," he praised as he ran his hands down your now bare waist.

"please," you begged, your hips bucking up to get any source of friction. "spencer..." you trailed off.

"i know, princess. i know," he said before climbing on top of you, connecting your lips with his once again, this time much more eager than before if that were possible.

as you arched your back, he took the opportunity to unclasp the hook on your bra. you shrugged it off your shoulders to allow him to throw the bra somewhere else in his room. he finally took a breath, removing his lips from yours to admire the view in front of him.

"god, you're so beautiful," he growled before placing gentle but eager kisses along the tops of your breasts, massaging the one his mouth wasn't on.

he pressed his knee between your legs, allowing you to buck your hips up to get that release you wanted so bad. you whined as he took your nipple in his mouth, his tongue flicking past it rapidly as he occasionally nibbled on it gently.

"spen-spencer," you ran your hands through his hair, tugging gently on the roots.

"mmm," he sat his head up, trailed kisses up your throat. "god, i love you so much."

"i-i love you," you moaned, pulling his head up to connect your lips together. "i love you so so much."

"i'm so glad to hear that," he huffed a sigh of relief. "because otherwise it'd be awkward when i did this," he began trailing kisses down your body, leading down towards your center. "i'll show you what it's like to be with a man that actually loves and respects you, yea? show you what it feels like to actually be pleased by a man? what it's like to be with a real man?" he teased.

his fingers trailed around your entrance, gathering your arousal that'd been building for what felt like ages. he pressed gentle kisses around your pussy before finally connecting his lips with your clit, a low groan emitting from your body because of the contact.

"yes, please," you shot your head back, relishing in the feeling of the direct skin contact.

"hey," spencer slapped your thigh, your head shot back up to see him between your legs, a truly beautiful sight that you'd never get tired of. "eyes on me," he demanded before going back down on you, not breaking eye contact as he brought out sounds from you that you weren't even sure you could make. "talk to me, princess. let me know how it feels."

"fe-feels so good," you sighed, taking your breasts in your hands and massaging them. "i-i can-can't even think," you stuttered out, too caught up in the pleasure to form a coherent sentence.

you had felt so good as he sucked on your clit, succeeding in bringing you closer to the edge than noah ever has, but when he inserted two fingers into your entrance...

"oh my fuck!" your hands shot down to grab onto his locks, pushing him further into your body, a low groan leaving him.

his fingers didn't stop their work. he curled them at just the right spot, sending you flying over the edge. spencer used his free hand to grab onto your thigh to keep them from closing in completely on his head, still working you through your high. he placed a kiss on your clit once more before he brought his head up to you, connecting your lips passionately.

"could noah ever make you come like that? huh? could he make you feel so good you could barely even think?" he grabbed your chin in his hands, holding it in place to look at him as you shook your head the best you could. "no?"

"mm-mm," you tried to shake your head 'no' once more.

"did you think of him while i was going down on you? were you thinking about how he fucked that little tramp?" he asked harshly, you shook your head 'no' again. "oh, what were you thinking, princess?" he finally released your face so you could speak.

"ab-about how well you know my body. about how, how good you looked between my legs. about how much i love you," you replied quickly, knowing exactly what to say.

"right answer," he connected your lips once more. "what do you want, love?" he asked, peppering soft kisses along your jaw where his hands once held your throat firmly.

"you. i-i want you in-inside me," you swallowed, your hand finding his and pulling it up to your lips to press a kiss to it, then another, then another, then another. "please, doctor?" you used your best puppy dog eyes you knew he couldn't resist.

"god, call me that again," he rasped lowly.

"what... doctor?" you took his hand and started sucking on his fingers, letting them slip in and out slowly and then moving onto the next.

"fuck, yes," he growled as he pressed another kiss to your lips before lining himself up at your center. "are you sure, princess?" he traced your jaw with the fingers you were previously sucking on.

"yes, sir," you nodded. "i'm sure."

you felt him slowly push inside of you slowly to allow you to adjust to his size. you had your suspicions of how big he was, but feeling him inside of you made it all much more real.

"fuck, you're so tight," he moaned into your ear quietly as he slowly pulled back out, going in just as slow.

"sp-spence-"

"wrong," he slapped your face gently, a whimper leaving your lips before he grasped your face to make you look him in the eyes.

"doc-doctor," you corrected yourself.

"good girl," he said, feeling your pussy clench from the praise. "oh you like that?" he felt it again. "maybe you just like hearing me talk, yea?" his pace began picking up slowly. "you like hearing how this pussy makes me feel? how tight... and warm... and wet it is?"

"u--uh huh," you nodded your head the best you could as he began thrusting much more rapid, hitting that special spot inside of you with each movement.

"it seems like you haven't felt this good in a long time huh? haven't had your pussy pounded like this in a while?" he asked as he was catching his breath.

"ne-never, doctor," you confirmed, hands reaching around his back and dragging your nails down, surely leaving scratch marks all down them.

"fuck," he growled. "noah never made you feel this good princess? never made you forget how to speak in sentences? never knew how to get you going like this?"

"n-no, no! never! god, never!" you cried as you pulled his body even closer to you. "i-i'm close, please!"

"you wanna come all over my dick, yea? you want to show me how much your pussy loves it when a real man fucks it?"

that was it to let that spring burst inside of you, parts flying everywhere. you cried his name as he worked you through your orgasm, holding onto his shoulders and hair to keep you grounded.

"cum inside me, please," you begged. "fi-fill me up."

"fuck, whatever you want, princess," he kept pounding into you at a rapid pace. "god, i'm gonna come inside you, and send you back to that scumbag of a boyfriend so he can see that you're mine now. so he can see what happens when his girlfriend is mistreated and fucked by someone who knows what they're doing, yea?"

"yea, yea!" you whined, nails digging back into his skin as he released his load into you, thrusting it gently back inside after.

"god, i love you so much," he moaned into your ear, pressing a kiss to your cheek by your ear.

"i love you," you replied, stroking his hair to help him come down, him still inside of you. he began thrusting inside of you once again.

"don't want any of it to spill out before you get to him," he felt you clench around him one more time. "you're very responsive, princess. i like that about you."

"it-it's just you, spence. it's always been you," you pulled him in for another kiss.

this one was full of passion but not the kind of eagerness. it was full of desire and longing, pent up emotions flowing out into one another fluidly.

"now let me go see my soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend," you huffed as he pulled out of you, wincing from the overstimulation. "i'll see you later?"

"i'll see you later," he pressed a kiss to your forehead before helping you gather your clothes.

driving back to his apartment, you felt rather giddy with yourself. should you have felt bad? absolutely not. he's a manipulative asshole who's used you for sex on numerous occasions, so he deserved the bittersweet irony of what was coming to him.

*get it, coming to him? lol i'm sorry i had to :)*

you knocked on the door softly, greeted by a rather chipper noah who grabbed your face as soon as he saw you, connecting your lips. his kiss was nothing like spencer's. his lips weren't as soft and tentative. they weren't plump and round, they were harsh and rough and unpleasant.

he quickly led you to the bedroom, not to your surprise. he sat down on the bed, you straddled his hips, acting as if it were spencer instead - which was pretty hard to do after knowing what he was like in the sack.

you felt his boner through his pants quickly after you got on top of him. then when he flipped you over and pulled your pants and underwear down, he was met with a surprise.

"someone's excited to see me," he chuckled before licking a thick stripe from your slit to clit, very aggressive to where it almost hurt to have the pressure. "god you taste so good, doll."

he continued at this for a while, inserting his tongue to your hole very once in a while and licking up yours and spencer's arousal with it. you faked your moans and whimpers as his ministrations became more eager, not really getting you anywhere.

after he was finished with your turn - no, he didn't even make you cum - he laid back on the bed as if he were waiting for you to get on top of him again.

"actually," you stood up from the bed, pulling up your clothes with you. "i'm done with this. we're over."

you watched his face as he took in the information just released to him. it changed from surprised and shocked, to confused, to disgusted, to angry and frustrated.

"what the fuck?" he sat up from the bed, a disgruntled look on his face. "you wait until after you cum to tell me this?" he walked over to you, arms flailing in the air.

"yea. i did. and by the way, i didn't cum," you informed him. "that's something you've never really been good at making me do. although i'm not sure how you've been able to convince me to do anything with the way you treat me."

"what do you mean? i'm a good gu-"

"shut up for one second, please," you rolled your eyes, running your hand through your hair. "i know you've cheated on me numerable times. i stayed because i thought that maybe there was a reason, but i've come to realize that i was just... settling with you," you shrugged.

"you've treated me like crap since this 'relationship' started and i'm tired of it. i know someone who not only treats me with respect and kindness, but can also actually make me cum. shocker," you chuckled.

"who is this asshole? what the hell-"

"i wasn't finished, sweetie," you spat out viciously. "he's not an asshole. you're the asshole. you're the one that's getting dumped. so this is goodbye," you turned around to walk out of his room before leaving him with one more thought. "how did his cum taste with mine?" you tilted your head innocently, smiling at his shocked face as he realized what you meant before walking out.

and you were never more glad that you didn't have to go back to him anymore.

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