#some people just couldn’t handle it

[little-pondhead]

DP AU idea:

There is an Ancient of Rot.

DP x DC AU idea:

The Ancient of Rot is the Lazarus Pits, either banished to the mortal realm or too weak to form correctly and go back home.

#pondhead blurbs #dp au #the ancient of rot #this ancient represents the state of being between life and death #they represent the state of decomposition #how would this ancient react to Danny #a ghost who never rotted? #or throw in a corpse au and danny is stuck in a loop of experiencing his body decomposing over and over again #why does this ancient make the healthy sick and the sick healthy? #whomever is dipped in the pits is brought to a constant state of decomposing #not like zombies #but maybe their soul or mind #some people just couldn’t handle it #ngl I got this idea from watching a play though of Amanda the Adventurer #dpxdc

[coolbattlegirl]

“There's nothing to worry about… We’ll be together forever…”

Inspired by @llondonfog drabble! Check out her writing! She’s very talented 💖💖💖💖

[Drawing without text]

#twisted wonderland #twst silver #lilia vanrouge #twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland spoilers #fanart #my art #not really spoilers #but some people might not know what’s going on in chapter 7 so im just gonna tag it as such #love their writing 💖💖💖💖💖 #they make me want to cry and rip out my hair #but I still love them #sold my soul while trying to draw this but it was worth it #tumblr couldn’t handle the drawing #click for better quality

[sunmoontruth-stiles]

I need a completely rewritten teen wolf series with Derek Hale as the main character. I think it would heal me.

#we follow Derek from New York. Laura left for beacon hills. it’s been six years since he was back but he hasn’t heard from her #and hes going stir crazy waiting. he packs up and travels back. it’s almost too much immediately. he still can’t get a hold of Laura #he can’t resist going home. it’s like a natural pull that guides him back. all at once he’s 16 again. staring at the wreckage of his life #deputy stilinski is sherrif now. it’s reassuring in the slightest that the police force seems to have moved on from how corrupt it was #he catches her scent and it’s putrid. bile catches in his throat. he seeks it out. still in denial to what he knows it means. #when he finds Laura it’s like the world ends all over again. he can’t stand to see her like this. he gives her a proper burial. #the best he can do at least #he visits Peter. he’s not the man Derek remembers- so full of fire and cunning. their relationship may have been strained at times. #often Derek felt more like Eve being swayed by the snake than a normal friendship #but this isn’t the sharp tongued uncle who guided him. this is a broken shell. all that remained of his family. he was so lost. #22 but he barely knew how to function without his family- his pack paving the way #Laura handled everything. she got the apartment. she made sure they had food. Derek looks back and feels so useless #he was so lost in his grief. Laura must of felt the same way but she never let them drown in it #she made sure he got his GED. even got him to enroll in community college classes. #he took them online. he never was able to warm up to people the same way. he used to be so full of life. now he just wanted to be left alone #he studied English. never finished his degree. doesn’t look like he ever will now. he can’t go back to Laura and his shared home. #can’t bare to see another shell of a home #he vents to the vacant audience of Peter and his cold fixed eyes #Derek leaves. he wants to promise he’ll return soon #but promises feel costly these days #he decides to go back to the reserve. maybe he can find some clue as to what happened to Laura #someone lured her here. someone who knew them and their history here #his mind went to the worst. Kate. why would she go through the trouble six years later. why wait so long. #Derek couldn’t stomach the thought of facing her. he focused on the woods. the scents were all over the place. #clearly multiple people had been through here recently. two scents were much stronger. Derek follows them #but when he hears the crunch of leaves he realizes why the scents are so strong. they’re still here #he ducks behind some trees. listening in on their conversation. but an echo of their scent catches his attention #he spots an inhaler on the ground. he puts two and two together and swipes it from the leaves. #he comes out once they’re closer. tossing over the inhaler- he figures they’ll leave. dumb kids messing around in the woods #he reminds them this is private property. though that may not be true anymore. he recognizes the scent of a new beta. interesting.

[cartoonchaos]

“gee i wonder why there’s still so much more fanfiction about male characters” “we need more morally complex female characters” “i love relationships that are doomed by the narrative” “more stories need to treat mentally ill characters with compassion and respect” “all his problems could’ve been fixed if he only went to therapy” you fuckers can’t even handle the ending of fionna and cake

#i’m not one to go online and complain fruitlessly about how media literacy is in the toilet but jesus christ #it’s actually devastating seeing so many people actively reject a brilliant and emotionally challenging show #all because they refuse to examine anything about themselves #if you’re genuinely pissed petrigrof wasn’t endgame and the show couldn’t quote unquote let them be happy #if you’re seriously mad your favorite doomed yuri was in fact doomed by the narrative #if you can’t enjoy petrigrof anymore because you now know it’s quote unquote problematic or toxic and not a perfect tragedy #please i beg of you watch it again #this show beat you over the head with a children’s book and then you misunderstood it somehow and then whined about your headache #and if you for realsies believe this show is pushing an unhealthy message with how it handled simon’s depression #this show that showed him so much compassion and understanding and gave him closure and let him move on and grow and seek help #if you think betty was too harsh on him #the betty that sentenced the man who doomed her to life #to live a happy and healthy life #to seek help and grow and become an individual not defined by his grief #if you think that’s seriously equivalent to telling a depressed person to just cheer up #then you are legitimately anti-recovery #i really hope you guys learn how to engage healthily with complex media #one would’ve thought steven universe taught us all a lesson #but i guess a million casper and nova level stories won’t be enough for some of you #here’s hoping you don’t just kin simon but actually follow his example #get therapy #loony rambles #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #betty grof #petrigrof #adventure time

[ariesbilly]

The problem with how so many female characters are written, especially middle aged women, is that there is such a desperate need to spin a feminist narrative of “she’s never done anything wrong, she’s a Strong Female Lead, don’t you wanna be just like her? Isn’t she so likable?” Is that you strip them the right to have any flaws, from being complex, from being wrong.

You all claim you want female anti heroes like the men or just female characters who are terrible and no good but the second you get that you do everything in your power to make them victims and show how they’re just misunderstood or everyone else just doesn’t “get her” and it’s so so annoying

None of you can handle actually flawed female characters and it shows. Your fucking heads explode and your brain leaks out your ears every time you come in contact with one

#I’ve seen some of the greatest female characters of our time ruined because y’all couldn’t handle their original personalities #😔 #not even just bitch characters but like #female characters who aren’t 100% living some dream you envision people should be striving towards #female characters who are just unhappy #there’s a wide spectrum of human emotion I think women should be allowed to explore that actually

[sappy-detective]

i was recently talking to my friend about stuff we did and i was just thinking of DICE. i think dice is a silly little friend group who does silly (slightly illegal) things in the name of fun. some things likeee

smashing a shop window

spitting in condoms and throwing them at peoples cars or shops they hated in winter so they would freeze over (gross but sue me it’s kinda funny)

don’t dong ditch

spray painting buildings

throwing bags and bags of sugar into u settled concrete so it wouldn’t dry

stealing signs off streets as decoration

they also have a car seat in their back yard because.. they do

this is all loosely based off the HC that they all are not related and they got kick out of their house for whatever reason and ouma just started picking them up and let them live with him in a abandoned house they probably got from squatters rights or something. think punk house if the punk houses had a little more order.

how fun!! here r some stories from me because why not? you can probably tell where i live from this story but.. a few years ago someone dumped an alligator in our local pond, river, lake thingy and it was in the news and it was kind of an ‘attraction’ for a while until animal control got the gator out. they had signs warning about it and me and my mom thought it was the coolest thing so we grabbed it. along with other signs and stuff we have in our home (one still attracted to the pole, so, fun). spitting in (UNUSED) condomes and throwing them is totally not NOT okay but it’s funny so. where i live there’s just car seats that have been ripped from the car and left on the side of the road, some in a ditch, which i would go to and smoke when i skipped. don’t smoke kids please. the rest are things my friend/step mom has done and i think they’re funny sooooo

#a lot of people hated them but like me and my friend say they just couldn’t handle their awesomeness and where jelly of how sick they where #they where all bad kids who just didn’t like the world okay let them have some fun #old old draft #dangonronpa #kokichi ouma #drv3 #danganronpa #danganronpa v3 killing harmony #killing harmony #saiouma #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa v3: killing harmony #danganronpa hcs #danganronpa killing harmony

[pepprs]

😐

#purrs #i would not want to change anything about my life i don’t think. because im happy where i am. but if i had to change one thing i would go #back to being 17 and be a better person. i was just so mean to the friends i had then. i was cold and i couldn’t take it and i haven’t #gotten any better. and i know i had my reasons for not knowing how to handle it and for being stiff and freezing up. but every day i miss #redacted and redacted in some small way. and i know. but i do. and it sucks #delete later #nothing like the month of october to make you remember. literally all the anniversaries and birthdays this month LOL….. #like i just am not a good friend ithink. i just am not good at being a person around people.

[samuraisharkie]

Going on record to say I can’t stand scoutandcompany *bracing for impact*

#I’m WAITING for someone to see this and try and dogpile me #idk what it is abt scout and their followers but they SCOUR for ‘hate’ #anyway. stop talking about animal care you have no experience or knowledge abt and making blanket statements #when you know full well your influence and the way ppl hang on ur every word #‘the rabbit people’ are actual farmers that deal with livestock as more than just a hobby. sometimes it’s ugly work dude. #if you can’t handle it just fuckin say so but that doesn’t mean you side eye the people who CAN #*cough* instead of letting upwards of 20 sale barn calves die in ur arms bc you couldn’t cull them when they got too far*cough* #that’s all I’m gonna say bc I know some keyboard warrior is gonna swoop in and try a ‘gotcha’ or some shit #but I really. don’t think scout should be talking w any kind of authority considering their situation #I don’t think they’re a bad person. I do think they’re full of themselves and on a power trip though #you can’t be a bleeding heart and be a farmer. you can’t do it. in order to keep livestock you have to get used to death #that doesn’t mean you can’t be SAD abt it but like. it has to be done and it’s not always bc of being a runt or whatever #and like ppl have said I 100% get not wanting to do so for calves when birth is such an ordeal for cows and they only have one or two #but that means you don’t have any authority to speak on nestbox culling in general so like. don’t lol

[devils-little-sista]

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#this is why I don’t like talking to people #I’m sorry I have text notifications turned off because literally nobody ever texts me #I’m sorry you called me while I was busy with something else so I missed it #no I don’t sit with my phone 24/7 just waiting for a call or text from somebody #I’m so sorry that I missed the one text and one call why are you so mad #why are you always talking in some kind of code #why are you talking in riddles #why can’t you make things clear #why didn’t you tell me that I was going to have to talk to people #if I knew I would have to talk to people I would have had my phone with me and would have been prepared to answer them #all of this came out of nowhere why are you mad at me you’re the one that did not make anything clear #you’re the one that did not give me the whole plan #what is wrong with people #is this just my family or does everybody do this????? #god I hope it’s just my family I literally couldn’t stand it if people I didn’t know that well put me in this position I would cut them out #I know they have good intentions but they barely tell me anything about anything and just expect me to be totally fine with that #if they want me to be a part of this and handle some of this I need to know everything I need to know what’s going on #and I need to know what’s going to happen so I can be prepared for it you can’t just throw random things at my face and expect me to be fine #every time I try to confront them on this they say they don’t know what I mean they’re not talking in code at all but the literally are #they don’t make anything clear they say things that they don’t really mean or they say it in a way that sounds different than what they mean #they’re the ones that don’t make any sense #they’re the ones that don’t tell me anything and when they do tell me stuff it doesn’t make any sense #why are they like this #what am I doing wrong #I’ve tried my whole life to operate like they want me to but I’ve been able to figure it out and they’re no help #I’ve tried learning from them learning how they talk but a lot of it does not make sense #even the parts that do make sense call for a lot of energy and confidence that I do not have #why can’t I be like them and understand how people talk #why can’t I understand half the things they say why can’t I understand their riddles and reply back with my own riddles #why can’t I be like them and understand the whole picture and understand what’s probably going to happen

[threewaysdivided]

Oh, I’m deeply sorry! I never intended to cause any sort of trouble, I just didn't want you to come off as something you weren’t. It was never my intention to bring any sort of mental health discourse into your blog, I just wanted to help.

[referring to this conversation]

All good Nonnie.  No harm, no foul.

I think this is a good reminder for all of us to be careful about the assumptions we make when engaging with people online.

For the record, I’m more than happy to be fact-checked when I’ve posted or shared incorrect/ outdated information - I try to do my own basic checks where I can but that doesn’t mean I’m always going to get it right.

The reason I was confused by (and also pushed back on) your first ask was that it seemed to be based on some pretty unfounded assumptions.

Your ask implied that the Vlad post was reinforcing harmful stereotypes about NPD, which was very baffling because I could cite sections from the post where I had said that Narcissism wasn’t inherently villainous, that it wasn’t the sole cause of Vlad’s villainy, that he was capable of change, and had even given some examples of heroic characters with narcissistic/egocentric traits.  It was like you had somehow assumed the direct opposite of what I’d actually written.

Your ask also talked about how there weren’t “subtypes” of NPD in the context of the term “malignant narcissism”, but that wasn’t even a claim I had made.  I was using the term to specify a subset of problem behaviours and thought patterns - similar to how we use terms like “toxic masculinity” and “exclusionary radical feminist” to avoid tarring whole demographics with one broad brush.  Granted, I may not have been super clear about this (although in context, it was a fandom character-meta-post, not a dissertation on NPD) but your assumption still seemed to come a little out of left field.

Then there was the assumption that did bother me.  I said the following to contextualise the position I was speaking from:

This might be coming from personal experience - I’ll spare you the details but there are some abusive malignant narcissists in my extended family and I’ve observed this kind of behaviour and its consequences in real life.

Your ask seems to have extrapolated this to an assumption that 1) I was claiming that all abusive people have NPD; 2) that I had “automatically” decided my relatives had NPD just because they were abusive and that I was the kind of person who would do that, and; 3) made some indirect assumptions about the nature of the abuse my family had experienced.  Even though 1) I never said or even implied that and had actually refuted the “all narcissists are villains” thing earlier in the post; 2) you had no information on which to base this, and; 3) you again had no information on which to base this.  Just as a general rule, if someone is talking about their personal experience with abuse, it is not a good idea to automatically assume you know things that haven’t been shared with you, and it is a very bad idea to act on those assumptions without checking.  Even if you have had experience with abuse yourself, you should not assume your experiences are comparable.  In this situation you knew very little, and your assumptions came dangerously close to putting words in my mouth (as well as feeling more than a little dismissive).

I also want to mention the nature of anonymous asks.  When you send me something on anon it’s as though we are strangers speaking for the first time.  The only way for me to recognise you as a regular or returning visitor is for you to deanonymise and send me things using your handle.  I can’t even guarantee that the person I am responding to now is the same person who sent the first ask (reasonably I would assume so, but I have no way to confirm).

I believe you when you say you had good intentions and were trying to help.  But from my end what this looked like was that a stranger had come onto my blog, made a number of largely unfounded (and in one case easily disprovable) assumptions about my intent, my experiences and my personal character based on a single post, and had then concluded from those assumptions that I was “slightly ableist”.  In this context you might be able to understand why I pushed back the way I did and why it would have raised a light warning for potential bad-faith discourse.

And look, Nonnie, I’m not mad at you.  It’s hard to communicate tone via text but I’m not angry and I’m not spelling this out with the intent to shame you or make you feel bad.  I just want to make it clear how things went awry here and how it felt from the other side.

I can’t speak to your experiences (literally: you’re anonymous).  I don’t know what your corner of the Tumblr community looks like, what its conventions are or how long you’ve been there.  I can’t know your relationship to mental health or abuse.  It can be an emotionally fraught topic, with a lot of potential stigma and trauma attached.  I don’t know what mindset you were in when you read my post, or how it made you feel.  And I certainly don’t expect you to know information about me when I never made that information available.

All I know is that it’s a good idea to be conscious of the assumptions we might be bringing to our own engagement.  Confirmation bias can be a heck of a thing, especially for stuff we’re already hyperaware about.  Before we decide to confront someone, it’s good to take a breath (if we can) and check that we’re doing so based on what’s actually there, not what we think we’ve seen (or in some cases maybe even wanted to see).   And even after that, it helps to consider exactly what we hope to achieve.

The best intentions are only as good as their execution.  As they say: to assume is to make an ass of you and me.

In this case, execution could have used a bit of work.  But no hard feelings.  We all mess up sometimes.  Just, maybe be a little more careful in the future?

#apology accepted #just be more careful next time #3WD Answers #3WD Responds #loads a bucket of sugar cubes into the trebuchet and launches them across the river to placate the Disk Horse #hopefully it is gone now #this is a messy topic and it’s challenging to have conversations about #(not emotionally for me - this is a part of my life I’m pretty fine with - it just… requires SO MUCH delicacy to handle) #for the record my family has had multiple toxic/abusive people across different generations #Some of them showed behaviours consistent with NPD. Some showed signs consistent with other assorted conditions. And some were just wanke #you couldn’t have known that Nonnie #but you also shouldn’t have assumed to know.

[rosicheeks]

🎶 !

🎶Contemplating whether I can keep my Netflix

My card declined today just tryna buy my breakfast

And every time I check my bank account I get sick

My bills are high like Everest, I just need to get rich🎶

#such a fucking relatable song #whenever I was broke and couldn’t pay my rent I would play this song #and it just sucks #that some of us are struggling to pay for groceries and gas and rent #and then there’s people with multiple houses and so much money they don’t know what to fucking do with #I can’t handle this society man #thank you SO much for sending me one lovely 🥰 #ask #ask game

[branchiopod]

can’t sleep. keep making myself mad about shit

#it’s like three things rn #someone from my old college had it out for me and i genuinely have no idea why #like they were always rude as fuck to me and in the first few weeks we knew each other i was being interrogated ab slur and pronoundiscourse #asked how i felt ab he/him lesbians and i was like i’m not a lesbian so…who fucking cares #and we got into slurs somehow and i wish i could’ve been more articulate bc i was like yeah. i think some trans men can say the d slur #and they were like why aren’t you saying it and my response was cuz i don’t feel like it #but the point i wish i had thought well enough to make is like first of all slur discourse is stupid #and the word dyke is central to so many people’s identities not just currently but in the past too #when i was still fem-presenting and pre-any sort of transition i was a dyke. that’s the best word for how i felt then and now looking back #AND you don’t know the intricacies of someone’s identity. are you gonna police this shit? leave me tf alone #also pissing me off lol #is the fact that i dated someone who hated the parts of me that i like #shit spanned from like him saying it about tank tops and sweatpants immediately after i said they’re gender affirming for me #to not being able to deal with me being loud to the point that i re-triggered a depressive episode as soon as i got out of one #when im doing well im loud and excitable but they couldn’t handle that so i just shoved it down #and last thing. did anyone else deal with the predatory gay stereotype bc i never see ppl talk ab it but i was a huge target for it #it’s affected my ability to just. function as person like i can’t compliment people without making myself panic #the few times i’ve seen it talked ab is specifically the predatory lesbian stereotype #which does make me wonder how much of my experience was fueled by that and how much was just generic homophobia

[queer-ragnelle]

If nothing else getting treated poorly makes for writing fuel

#I can tell when I read something that’s supposed to be emotionally impactful but someone privileged wrote it #like they just couldn’t embody the suffering required to pull it off #which isn’t to say it can’t be done but it seems like lately nobody wants to dig deep #at the very least you have to interview people #academic research is necessary but the humanity is what makes something emotionally tense #some people have first hand experience for things which is what really makes a story extra spicy angsty #but even then you really need to handle it sensitively #look at you Colleen Hoover & whatever you thought you were doing in It Ends With Us #sorry but that ain’t it #anyway off to contemplate the state of my life through the muse

[persephoneflouwers]

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#okay I just saw 3 asks from allegedly the same person to different blog #bringing on tumbrl shit that happens om twitter #I am no longer using my twitter account because that’s too much poor brains I cant handles in my good days let alone the bad days #so please could you keep twitter shit on twitter? #I genuinely couldn’t care about the Bentley mom #I couldn’t care of screenshots or whatever #i blocked that girl long ago and I would like to keep her business out of my sight #I understand some people (especially young folks) can be overwhelmed by theatrical mess like this #but please start try to understand that nothing is real #and what was Louis supposed to say to a stranger online? 😭😭 ‘no he is not my kid’? 😭😭 #use your beautiful brains I beg you #*blogs

[shmpxx]

CURSED SPIRIT — y.o

⛤ curse! yuuta okkotsu x fem! reader

yuuta okkotsu being your one and only curse.

cw. smut. unprotected sex. creampies. multiple orgasms. groping. dry humping. public sex-ish. fingering. slight oral (f. receiving). overstimulation. thigh fucking. somnophilia. possessiveness. yandere tendencies. mentions of violence. +18!

wc: 1.2k

a/n: inspired by @deviants-forest work! etc. (go check it out) also happy kinktober! :)

Curse!yuuta who creeps up your back, his hands finding your waist and his lips tickle your ear as he’s whispering how much he needs you on a subway train to home. “Not now…” you whisper over your shoulder to him trying not to be noticeable by others who crowded you and payed no mind, too busy on their phones. You bit your bottom lip when he presses himself against your ass in one movement already having your blood rush like crazy. You try to keep your composure like nothings bothering you but yuuta’s hard on humping into you desperately, whining in your ear and his cold hands reaching under your shirt to grope your boob. “need you ‘s bad” he was always touchy, could never keep his hands off you.

Curse!yuuta who doesn’t mind your sorcerer friends as long as they don’t get too close. Your friends can sense the heavy weight of cursed energy from you, even if they got close it was too much to bare sense yuuta was around, the air would fill thick and negative. You could barely go out with them to eat without his fingers buried in your cunt and playing your clit. They would ask you if you were okay when your head is down on the table but you just excuse it as you were not feeling well for a second but yuuta is grinning ear to ear, amused how your well your taking his slender fingers, curling them inside and you can’t help but squirm in your seat acting like your stomach is just hurting though you were about to orgasm. “Please yuuta..” you whisper to him “Come on you can cum on my fingers..” his raspy tone sending you shivers down your back.

Curse!yuuta who watches an “old friend” hug you, his hands in places that shouldn’t be. After you would praise yuuta for staying calm but yuuta would give shake his head only because you would be upset if he did anything and simply gave you a warning “Next time I’ll break his arm” “You can’t be serious” you sigh, you always knew he was.

Curse!yuuta who clenches his fist watching some prick try to flirt with you in front of him knowing he can’t be seen. Even the second time you reject him you can feel yuuta’s anger grow by the second that in any moment he would take action. “I-i have a boyfriend-“ praying yuuta doesn’t get violent “I don’t see him?” His hand coming up to touch your shoulder now he’s on the floor shouting in pain, blood from his broken nose all over his hands, shaken up that he didn’t see anyone hit him? Was he going crazy? “Pathetic” Yuuta mutters luckily he held back a lot, he could do so much worse and this wasn’t the first time.

Curse!yuuta who gets anxious that you might hate him when you get into arguments. He feels like he can’t exist without you, he’s nothing without you and the thought of you hating him makes his heart sink and scared that he’ll be all alone. He didn’t care about anyone else he just needed you. The amount of times you got tired of telling him not to hurt people and you could handle the situation yourself. He’ll plead you not to hate him and apologized excessively. “We can talk about this tomorrow” his stomach sinking by the tone of your voice that it will all end up to you hating him. He couldn’t stand the feeling.

Curse!yuuta who wants to let you know how much he loves you and how much he needs you, praying you don’t leave him or hate him. He glares at you in your sleeping state though he can’t wait til tomorrow he needed you to know now. “Please don’t hate me” “i love you so much” as he’s softly kissing your neck on each side, peeling your panties off. The cold air makes your cunt clench at his sight. He’s kissing the inner of your thighs sweetly and his lips makes contact with your pussy and a small whimper emits from your mouth. “Yuuta” you utter half sleep thinking it was only a sex dream, you were a heavy sleeper at that. he’s burying his lips between your folds trying to get more like he was so starved. If he can just make you feel good you won’t be mad at him and you can forgive him.

Curse!yuuta who can’t wait any longer, his dick pulsating through his pants even how much he gets drunk off your pussy, he loves the taste of it every time but he’s rutting against the mattress. Brings your thighs together to slip his cock between, throwing his head back letting out quiet moans as his cock is rubbing against your clit between your thighs. Your eyelids almost twitching open. He spreads your legs apart and sinks his dick into you watching your pretty lashes flutter at the sudden pleasure of you being spread apart. “Yu..?” You begin to stir awake, he kisses your lips before you start to fully take consciousness. “I don’t want you to hate me” “forgive me please” as he’s thrusting harsh inside you and swallowing your lips. By the time your walls were the shape of him every time he used you so it was easy for him to slide right in, you were made for him and he was made for you was the thought that brought him comfort. His fingers entwines with yours, his cock continuously rubbing hard in your insides. “Yuuta!” You moaned beautifully in his ear, your hand clawing at his back, yuuta loved it, it didn’t hurt him because you could never hurt him he didn’t mind it.

Curse!yuuta not wanting to stop, he’ll never get tired of cumming and filling up your pussy. You’ll be overstimulated begging him to stop it was awfully much to handle, you couldn’t cum anymore but you did as he’s plunging his cock in your abused cunt. The choke sobs and sounds of squelching filled the room “Need you-need you tell me you love me…please f-forgive me..ah!” Rubbing your clit increasing more nerves. “I-i love you yuuta! Ah-I really do! I could never be mad at you” Your words lifting weight off his chest still pounding into you. Holding you in a warm embrace to finish inside you. When he did filling up your womb one last time with his string of cum, your nails dig into his back letting your last orgasms crash into you. You let out a cry into his shoulder, your body trembles.

Curse!yuuta who needs constant reassurance you’ll never leave him, placing gentle kisses on each part of his face. Even though he’s nothing but a curse to you, being invisible to the outside world, Has a hard time showing remorse it’s just what he does to protect you, he somewhat doesn’t know that but knows he can be a bit possessive he just can’t help the urges of anyone getting close to you or worse even laying a finger.

Curse!yuuta bending you over the counter in the morning as you were trying to make yourself breakfast, last night was rough you were a bit sore but yuuta still misses your pussy. “Just a quick one I promise! I miss you so much! I’m just displaying my love for you—“ he pushes himself inside your worn out cunt from last night once again, you whimper at the feeling each time he rolls his hips when his balls slap against you. His hands reaching to your tit, massaging it in his palms. You don’t think you could ever break the curse from yuuta okkotsu.

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[deadsetobsessions]

Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.2

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Danny dragged up another plastic wrapped body from the bay.

“It’s you. What are you doing?”

“Oh, holy smokes!” Danny screeched. “What-! Oh, it’s you! The litterer!”

Batman stood in front of Danny, cape draped around his shoulders and a far better sight to see than the last time Danny had seen the guy.

“… I’m Batman.” He introduced himself to Danny awkwardly.

“Uh huh. You missed a couple of things cleaning up the beach last time.” Danny dropped the body on the pebbled shore of the bay and crossed his arms. He sent Batman an unimpressed look. “You’re just like your city. There’s trash all over the water!”

Batman glanced down.

“That is a body.”

Danny scowled.

“No, that’s plastic. Plastic does not belong in the ocean.”

Batman sighed. For some reason, Danny thought he seemed less… antagonistic. Wait, did he think Danny killed the guy?!

“That is a body wrapped in plastic.”

Fuck it.

“If it was a body, then bury it. Or decompose it before you people decide to dump it into the water. Even the sharks have the decency to decompose when they’re dead. Do you know how long plastic takes to deteriorate??”

Batman glanced to the side, where the line of plastic wrapped masses had caught his eye to begin with.

“I do. Did all of these come from the bay?”

“Quite obviously, yes. I don’t have enough time to clean the waters! Ancients, it’s like they’re multiplying!” Danny knew why they were multiplying. It’s because Gothamites were getting murdered and dumped weekly. The problem is that Danny has classes and assignments to complete and he couldn’t be out here every week.

“I’ll handle it.”

“Oh, will you? And how do you plan on doing that when you couldn’t even properly clean the beach of your plane? I even stacked it up nicely for you to pick up!”

Alright, so maybe Danny had a couple of grudges. Like… a solid one that’s based on the hours of sleep he missed cleaning up after Batman and the wreck.

“We didn’t get everything?”

“No.” Danny huffed. “Whatever. Just figure out what to do with these bodies. I was not looking forward to digging graves for all of them.”

“You were going to dig graves for them?” Batman sounded off.

Danny scowled again. “I’m dead, genius.” And now Batman looked like someone ran over his dog. “Respecting the dead is important and graves are important for the dead. How else would we know we’re remembered?”

Danny threw up his hands. “Humans,” he muttered, like he wasn’t half human himself.

“Anyways, I’m leaving. Handle this properly or else I’m haunting you.”

“Wait-!” Batman said, but Danny had already disappeared.

So, while Batman had an angst crises at two thirty in the morning and thirty new unidentified corpses to contend with, Danny Fenton flew back to his apartment and passed out on his shitty couch.

——

“You need to stop.”

“Pay me to stop, then. What are your villains going to do? Kill me? I’d like to see them try.”

Danny looked Batman right in his lenses and plopped another body down at the man’s feet.

“I can tell you who they are for a fee.” Danny offered the vigilante. “Some of these still have shades of their souls attached still.”

“What.”

Danny tilted his head, moon once more lighting a halo of flickering white flames around his head. “$100 per identity.”

Batman stared.

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