#the big bad wolf can't even bother us

[futureman]

take all of me

pairing: josh futturman x f!reader

summary: when a messy time jump leaves josh with a brand new body part, the only person he wants to show is you

warnings: 18+ MDNI, roommate!reader, friends to lovers, dick swap, smut, handjob, f!masturbation, unprotected piv, rough/painful sex, size kink, mild body insecurity, comfort

words: 4k

@tinycozycomfort this one's for you pookie <3

“You have to see this.”

The front door slams, and then your roommate waddles into the living room looking so excited, you'd think he just won the lottery. You laugh at his dramatic entrance after the initial shock subsides, not bothering to pause the TV behind him.

Josh bursting into rooms at random happens more often than it probably should, usually to announce a breakthrough in his game or gossip he heard at work. But as you wait for him to share his big news, you notice there's something off about him.

He's jittery as hell and standing awkwardly like he really has to use the bathroom. His legs are spread a little too far apart, and his hands are clasped tightly in front of his crotch like he's either protecting himself or hiding something. You're pretty sure he was out doing resistance stuff all day—and that's when it hits you.

Whatever he's itching to tell you has Tiger and Wolf written all over it, and that can't be good. Your smile drops and you raise an eyebrow expectantly, silently demanding an explanation, but he just continues to stand there with that goofy look on his face.

So, he's going to make you ask. Dumbass.

"Uh, you gonna show me or are you gonna keep blocking the TV?" you ask bluntly. He grins brightly at your interest, and your expression softens.

"Both. You're not gonna believe this," he says, suddenly fumbling with his belt and unzipping his pants. Before you can object or react at all, he tugs down his jeans and boxers in one fell swoop.

Your jaw drops. "What the fuck is that?"

He's right. You can't believe it. The monstrosity hanging between his legs definitely wasn't there when he left the house, or at the very least, it didn't look anything like that last time you saw it. Not that he walks around the apartment with his dick out, but living together, you see each other naked now and then, and that's...new.

"How the hell—did you get a penis enlargement or something?" you openly gawk, trying to wrap your head around what he's showing you. Josh's dick is massive, almost too big to fit his body.

Huffing out an awkward laugh, he moves to cover himself again, likely embarrassed by your reaction. You immediately feel terrible. You didn't mean to make him feel bad. There's just no way you could've seen that coming.

"The TTD is sort of...broken," he explains timidly. "The last time we jumped, it swapped a few body parts between the three of us. A couple toes, a finger—"

"A dick? That's Wolf's dick? Holy shit."

He nods excitedly, perking back up. "I know, right? It's crazy. One second, we're in James fucking Cameron's house and everything's going haywire, and then we're back in 2017, and suddenly my pants don't fit. How does he even walk around with this thing?"

You scooch forward on the couch to get a better look, oddly captivated. "I think you're about to find out since it's yours now."

Abruptly, his face goes blank like he's just realizing he might be stuck with Wolf's dick forever. You can't tell if he's happy about the prospect or worried, but you're starting to feel a little conflicted yourself.

Feelings you're usually able to ignore are bubbling to the surface, and it's getting harder to remind yourself that the dick currently making your mouth water is attached to your roommate. Curiosity gets the better of you, and before you can stop yourself, you ask a question you really shouldn't.

"Can I touch it?"

"What? You want to...what?" he sputters, taken off-guard. The tips of his ears burn bright red, and his mouth opens and closes repeatedly like he wants to say something. Ultimately, he gives up.

After the whole show-and-tell thing, you're a little surprised he's getting shy again, but the last thing you want to do is make him uncomfortable. It's a line you haven't crossed with each other. You decide to backtrack, hoping you haven't overstepped the boundaries of your friendship.

“Obviously, not if you don’t want me to. No pressure at all, I was just curious," you rush to reassure him. But when you glance down, you notice he's subtly grinding into the heel of his hand, already half-hard and giving away exactly how he feels about your request.

"I-I mean, yeah, totally. Go right ahead," he consents casually, but he doesn’t sound nearly as nonchalant as he thinks. You give him a playful smile, reaching out and grabbing a handful of his shirt to tug him closer, and he awkwardly shuffles forward until he's between your legs.

He watches you nervously, fidgeting as you trace a prominent vein that snakes from the base to the tip. A soft, needy sound from above you encourages you to continue your path up to toy under the ridge with your thumb, and when his cock twitches in interest, you peer up to gauge his reaction.

The sight alone makes you wet. His eyes are glassy and unfocused, and that flush that began at the tips of his ears has spread to his cheeks and down his neck. He's already gnawing on his bottom lip in anticipation, waiting to see what you'll do next.

Eagerly, you wrap your fingers around him the best you can and give him an experimental tug. He chokes out a groan, and it sends another wave of heat through your body.

"Is it sensitive?" you ask soothingly, taking it slow with a few loose strokes.

"Yeah," he breathes out. You pump him again, a little tighter this time.

"More sensitive than the other one?"

He nods, swallowing harshly. "Yeah."

"Want me to keep going?"

"Please."

Bracing a hand on his stomach, you push his shirt up for better access and pump him faster, marveling at how quickly he starts to leak onto your fingers. You tease the head with your palm, spreading precum down his length to ease the slide, but he doesn't melt into your touch like you expect him to. Instead, he tenses up, fighting to keep still.

"Hey," you duck down and kiss his hip to get his attention. "Don't overthink it. Just let me take care of you, okay?"

He nods again, panting as his head falls back and his eyes flutter closed, trying to relax his body like you told him to. His hips rock forward, steadily establishing a rhythm until he's a whimpering mess and all but fucking into your fist.

He's a lot louder than you expected. Your room is right next to his, so you know what he sounds like when he's jerking off, but this is on another level. And he looks wrecked.

Sweat dampens his forehead, curling the soft baby hairs at his temples, and his volume increases, easily drowning out the ambient music of the movie still playing in the background. It's turning you on way more than you'd like to admit, your underwear sticking to you so badly, it's getting impossible to ignore. As if on cue, he whines your name in search of more friction, and you realize you can't anymore.

Desperate for relief, you slip a hand past the waistband of your sweatpants and dip two fingers into your aching cunt, fucking yourself for a few blissful moments before trailing back up to rub your clit. It's not nearly enough, but there's no way you're asking Josh for help.

You're roommates, not fuck buddies—or so you tell yourself, even though you know it's a load of bullshit. Even though you know he'd say yes in a heartbeat.

While you continue to jerk him off, he buries his hand in your hair to ground himself, mumbling under his breath as his fingers tense and untense between the strands.

"Fuck, that feels so good," he sighs, his head lolling forward so he can watch you work him. But then, he catches sight of you playing with yourself, and he seizes up, jerking violently in your grasp. "Are you...? Shit—"

Before he can accidentally teeter over the edge, you squeeze the base of his cock and cut him off with another offer you really shouldn't be making. You must be out of your fucking mind. It's Josh. But he's so hard, and you feel so empty. You'll worry about the consequences later.

"I know something that feels even better."

His eyes fly back to yours, darting between them like he's waiting for you to elaborate or take it back. But you don't do either. Instead, you release his cock to shirk your sweats and underwear. Spinning around, you brace your hands on the back of the couch and stick out your ass—an invitation.

"Only if you want to," you continue.

Oh, does he ever. He stumbles forward in a daze, holding your waist with one hand while he slaps his cock on your ass with the other. He feels hot and heavy on your skin, and your mouth starts to water again.

"You're sure about this?" he asks hesitantly, even as he grabs a handful of your ass and spreads you open.

"Touch me, and then ask again if I'm sure," you reply over your shoulder, knowing it won't take more than that to convince him.

He looks hesitant to do that too, but concedes when you wiggle against his crotch. Cautiously, his hand disappears between your legs, and the moment he feels it, all of the air leaves his lungs.

"You're so wet," he mumbles to himself in awe, grinding his palm into your messy heat. Without warning, he dips a thick finger inside you and pumps it a few times before adding another one. "And tight, oh my god."

You push into him, thankful to finally have something inside you, but you want to be full. The weight of him so close to where you need him is slowly driving you crazy. You're tired of waiting.

"Josh, just fuck me. Trust me, I want it," you whine, sounding as desperate and needy as you feel.

His fingers slip out of you, and then you hear a wet noise like he's sucking them clean. Jesus Christ. You force yourself not to think about how much you want him to eat you out if this ever happens again.

He shifts behind you, muttering what sounds like a pep talk under his breath before he inhales deeply and lines himself up.

"Fuck, is it even gonna fit?" he asks incredulously, nudging your entrance. The question was probably rhetorical, but you answer it anyway.

"Make it fit."

His body reacts before his brain can catch up. There's a pained groan behind you, and then his hips jolt forward of their own accord, burying nearly half of his cock inside you. He manages to stop himself after a few jerky, shallow thrusts, but your walls are already squeezing him, and you can tell he's struggling not to cum on the spot.

And you're struggling not to scream. The stretch is mind-numbing, and the longer he stays still, the more intense it gets. Your nails dig into the couch while you fight to adjust, dangerously close to puncturing the cushions, and you've only taken half of him.

You want all of him. Just the thought makes you gush, and that sets Josh off even worse. He whines at the sensation, holding onto your waist for dear life.

"I need you to move," you finally manage to gasp out. "I need you to move right now."

"Shit, okay. Move...right, I can do that," he says quietly to himself, on the verge of another pep talk. His hands trail up and down your sides soothingly, but it feels like it's for his benefit, not yours.

"Josh," you all but growl, forcing yourself backward to steal another inch. That snaps him out of it.

"Hachi machi," he mumbles dumbly, his fingers digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. You'd tease him for it if you didn't think he'd stop again, but it turns out he's as desperate as you are. "Do that again."

You do as you're told. Using the back of the couch as leverage, you tug yourself forward, then force him even deeper. He curses loudly, slackening his grip on your waist, and you get the message loud and clear.

"Again," he grits out. "Please don't fucking stop."

"Not on your life," you reply, more than happy to give him whatever he wants.

Taking over, you work yourself onto his cock inch by inch, gritting your teeth at the onslaught of pleasure and pain. It feels so good, it's making you dizzy. When his hips finally connect with yours, your eyes roll back and your jaw drops.

You're so fucking full. Part of you just wants to keep him there, so unbelievably turned on by being split open like this. But you also want to be railed into this couch within an inch of your life, and that part wins out.

It doesn't take long for Josh to get sick of not being an active participant. Spreading you open, he guides you roughly by the ass—a punishing repetition where he pulls out to the tip, then rams back in, careful not to plunge too deep and hurt you.

You fall into a rhythm, fucking faster and harder until you're positive he's officially ruined you for all other men. You can actually hear how wet you've gotten, and as the sound fills the room, his thumb begins to trace your entrance.

"Wish you could see this. You're fucking...creaming on me right now," he mutters in disbelief, smearing it across your skin. "How are you so wet?"

"B-because you're huge—the fuck else would it be?" you joke breathily, but it comes out as a stuttered mess.

Of course, you'd still be bantering back and forth while he's balls deep. Leave it to you and Josh to moan snarky comments at each other like it's pillow talk. He tries to retort, but then accidentally hits something spongy inside you that makes your cunt clench, and you cut him off with a sob.

"I knew you'd sound pretty," he admits, grinding into that spot to see if you'll do it again. And you do—you can't help yourself. "Might have to keep Wolf's dick if you're gonna sound like that every time I fuck you with it."

Holy shit. What happened to your sweet golden retriever roommate? This can't be the same guy who invites you over to his parents' house for Friday night dinners and seeks you out for comfort after his game kicks his ass one too many times.

That guy never struck you as the type to fuck you so good, you forget how to speak. Or the type to say shit like that. You manage to find your voice, wondering if there are more sides to Josh you don't know about.

"I sound even prettier when I'm cumming," you goad him. You're already so close, and you both know it. Especially with the new knowledge that whenever you hear him jerking off, he's thinking about you. You think about him, too. "But not as pretty as you."

And he almost proves you right, then and there. But to your disappointment, he freezes up, exhaling shakily behind you. If his heavy panting is any indication, he had no idea you were listening in the next room, let alone that you liked it. You don't give him a chance to catch his breath before you go in for the kill.

"You should cum inside me. I'd love to hear what that sounds like," you tell him, peering over your shoulder to see his face. But his eyes are already squeezed shut, and he looks like he's either about to cry or burst. Maybe both.

"O-Oh...fuck—"

Just as you're about to pick up where he left off, his hips jolt forward again, pushing him deeper than you were prepared for. The shock combined with the low whine still vibrating in his chest sends you reeling.

"Fucking ow. Be careful with that thing, Futturman," you gasp as your legs threaten to give out, but it tapers into a moan. God, even the pain feels so good. His arms encircle your waist to keep you from falling.

"S-sorry, I just...what?" he chokes out, and it's so high-pitched, you almost miss it.

"I'm on the pill, just—"

He slaps a hand over your mouth, and you shoot him a pleading look.

"Shit, don't—I heard you, don't say it again. Unless you want me to cum literally right now," he says frantically.

"Do it," you all but beg.

His face screws up, looking conflicted like he's doing everything in his power not to. But then your entire body is thrown forward, and he's finally fucking you the way you need him to.

The dull, syrupy ache from earlier ebbs into heady pleasure that sends you hurtling towards your peak, making your head spin and your walls flutter around him. You quickly forget about chastising or teasing him, and once he finds that perfect spot again, you forget everything else, too.

Josh isn't doing much better. He's devolving into a whimpering mess again, his movements messy and uncoordinated like he's about to lose it, and you're not far behind. You try to warn him between rough thrusts, but by the time you pull yourself together enough to speak, it's already too late.

"Josh, I'm...fucking cumming—fuck, I'm cumming," you sob, and your legs actually give out this time. You clamp down like a vice, gushing around him as your orgasm slams into you, wave after wave. It's intense and overwhelming, and god, you feel so fucking full.

You're too blissed out to realize how hard you're squeezing him or how hard he's fucking you through it, but it doesn't take long for him to steal back your attention.

"Holy shit, that's tight. Oh my fucking god, you're gonna make me—" He lets out something breathy and desperate, and you were right. He sounds so pretty when he cums.

Instead of catching you as you crumble, he yanks you up, holding you flush against his chest while he empties into you as deep as your cunt will take him. His hand splays across your stomach so he can feel himself moving inside you, and the other cups your cheek, tilting your head towards his. Then, his lips are on yours.

Your first kiss with Josh is awkward and messy, a heated exchange of breath more than anything else, but it's still perfect. Because it's him. He tastes vaguely like apple juice, sweet and a little tart, and it spreads across your tongue as the kiss deepens. He moans into your mouth, trembling as his hips slow and your aftershocks wring out the remainder of his orgasm.

For a while, you stay like that, letting Josh hold you and kiss you insistently, then sweetly once you've both come down from your highs. He doesn't part from you until his cock softens and slips out, and even then, he only pulls back far enough to turn you around and rest his forehead on yours.

"That was...," he trails off, his long eyelashes fluttering as he processes everything you just did together. Your eyes meet his, and you get lost in soft hazel, anxiously waiting for him to continue.

"You're incredible," he finishes, gazing at you almost reverently. You're flooded with relief, unable to stop the huge smile that spreads across your face. And you don't want to.

He kisses you again, and you melt into each other, slowly sinking onto the couch. This time, there's no heat or desperation. You're just enjoying the newness, exploring what already feels so comfortable and familiar.

Without breaking your kiss, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you onto his lap. His release begins to leak out of you, smearing across his thighs, and the sensation brings you back to the present. You can tell he's reluctant to pull away, but when he finally does, he looks nervous—maybe even a little insecure.

"Talk to me," you say softly, cupping his cheek and thumbing across the stubble on his jaw. He sighs, averting his gaze as he leans into your touch.

"I'm just...I don't know," he starts, and you can tell that whatever it is, he does know. He's just scared to say it. You let him work up to it at his own pace, and after a long pause, he continues. "Would any of this have happened if the TTD hadn't swapped my dick with Wolf's?"

Ouch. You had a feeling this conversation was coming. These are the consequences you knew you'd have to face eventually, but you never expected him to believe you were so shallow.

You school your expression before responding, trying to ignore how much it hurts that he could think so little of you.

"Yeah, I think it would've. It might've taken a little longer, but we would've gotten our shit together eventually. The TTD stuff just sort of...sped things up," you tell him honestly. "Maybe this wasn't obvious before, but I clearly like you, new dick or not. Most of the shit we do isn't even remotely platonic, and I'd never do that with another roommate, let alone fuck them. I thought you knew me better than that."

"I did—I do. I'm sorry, of course I know that. Things are just happening really fast, and it feels like everything's changing—you and me, my body, the future," he says, exhaustion creeping into his voice. "I like you so fucking much. I just needed to know you didn't sleep with me after all this time because my dick got bigger."

His words sink in, and your expression softens. He looks more vulnerable than you've ever seen him. You hold his gaze for a moment, then lean in to kiss him, draping your arms over his shoulders to pull him close as your lips move purposefully against his. Separating, you meet his eyes again.

"Josh, I could care less about superficial shit like that. It could literally fall off right now, and it still wouldn't matter as long as you and I are okay," you respond, hoping he believes you this time. "And for the record, I wanted to sit on your dick, too. I just never got the chance."

He huffs out a laugh, relief radiating off of him in waves. "Have I mentioned that I really like you?"

"Oh, I know," you grin, wiggling in his lap to ease the remaining tension. "I think you forget our beds share a wall. I've had to listen to you jerk off almost every day for over a year, and I don't know if you realize this, but you say my name. A lot."

He smiles sheepishly, his cheeks turning pink. "Jesus, okay. Point made."

The two of you quickly slip back into easy banter, and it feels good. You're still the same roommates who annoy the hell out of each other, but everything's out in the open. Now, you can actually act on all of the offhandedly dirty shit you always say to make him blush.

"I never said I didn't like it," you laugh, biting your lip. "Maybe I can help next time."

That catches him off-guard, and he accidentally swallows wrong. "Uh, yeah," he clears his throat, trying and failing again to sound nonchalant. "I'd be down for that."

"Can I put it in my mouth?" you ask innocently, and he winces, tipping his head back onto the couch. His hands slide up your thighs and squeeze, tugging you closer to his crotch.

"I'm gonna get hard again if you keep going," he whines, even though he's already halfway there.

"Not really seeing an issue here."

Threading your fingers through his hair, you guide him back to your lips and kiss him messily, still in disbelief that it took a time travel disaster to finally get you to this point.

You'll have to thank Wolf for his noble sacrifice later.

thanks for reading!

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[ghouljams]

more outlaw!Cowboy!König? Pleaseeeeee 🥹

You wake up with a twinge in your back, sore in all the wrong places, but you think it’s worth it. Sleeping on the ground that is. You’ve got your head resting on König’s bicep, his arm slung around your waist so you can cuddle close against his chest. He’s solid and warm, and definitely worth a few aches and pains. The bed roll really isn’t too bad, but sleeping tangled up with another person is a new one for you.

Your dead-to-you husband didn’t like doing more than he needed to, and you didn’t particularly like being touched by him. So youve never been one for cuddling. This feels different though, sort of nice. It's probably the kidnapping, or the big, broad (are you drooling a little? Do you drool now? Did you drool on him? God you hope not.) fuzzy chest in front of you. You walk your fingers over his chest, feeling the soft muscle, the hair, the warmth of him. You don't get a lot of excuses to touch people these days and you are happy to take full advantage.

König makes a noise, and raises his arm to rub at his eyes, the same arm you're using as a pillow. His bicep flexes under your head and you -oh that's a big bicep, a very... big...- try not to get too flustered by the motion. His fingers stroke up your back, and you tip your head to catch him looking down at you.

"Guten Morgen," he smiles at you, his fingers tantalizingly distracting as they run over your skin.

"Buenos dias," your accent is so bad you actually cringe, he snorts. As long as he's speaking German though, you figure you'll return the favor. No sense in both of you knowing what the others saying.

"Is Spanish more easy for you?" He asks, in Spanish. You don't even understand all of it, you just piece together what you can with context clues. You think "facil" means easy.

"Nope," you pop the 'p' and König hums. There goes that idea. English it is.

"Que chica traviesa," he grumbles, you don't bother translating. It's too early for that. You'd much rather focus on the large rough hand squeezing your ass, apparently König has gotten bored of just petting you. You suppose you don't really need to know what he's saying.

"Ok, up." He tells you, rolling onto his back and pulling you with him. It takes you a moment to readjust yourself, to get settled comfortably on his lap, but it's worth it. The way he looks up at you, runs his hands up your stomach to cup your chest with reverence, like he can't get enough of you.

You've been with König a few days now, and you've noticed two things. One, he's incorrigible, a big man with a big appetite for, well, everything. And two, he has a bit of a staring problem, you've never had a man so desperate to just look at you, it's a little embarrassing. Still, he's charming even with the language barrier, so youre willing to forgive him.

He's not quite hard yet when you lean down to kiss him, but he will be. Then you can start your morning properly. One of König's hands leaves you and you hear the click of a pistol hammer being cocked. You duck against his chest in a panic, his other arm wrapping around you protectively. When you glance over your shoulder there's a woman staring down at the two of you, holding the flap of your tent open with a wolf's grin.

"¿Dónde conseguiste este?" She asks, nodding at you. König's grip tightens, his gun trained on your intruding guest.

"Get rid of her-" shockingly you understand that one, you hear it a lot. König fires a warning shot, you flinch, bury your face against his neck. The bullet nicks a few of the short dark hairs near her neck, she noticeably doesn't flinch. "Fine," you don't listen to the rest. You try to not think at all about what they're saying.

You'd almost forgotten that König was a wanted man. Wanted, it seemed, for more than just the price on his head. "Work" you hear the word more than once, no matter how hard you try to shut it out. You sincerely hope that work doesn't include you.

#cod x reader #x reader #x oc #oc: bee #könig x reader #könig cod #könig call of duty #könig x oc #cowboy!König #outlaw!König #1870s!cowboy #dont worry könig is just gonna drop Bee in town #he'll be back for her #give it up for her second kidnapping #oh hey Valeria whatre you doing here?

[kasagia]

Hi there! Could you do an imagine where the reader is elenas younger sister and she used to date stefan in highschool( instead of stefan and elena) but after klaus arrives to town her and klaus fall in love despite elena and the mystic falls gang being absolutely upset with for being so and try to warn her about klaus and she doesnt listen and ends up moving to new orleans with klaus and leaves a heartbroken stefan whos still in love with her and a very dissappoitned friend group but after she goes to new orleans she realises that everyone was right and that klaus was very toxic and possesive over her and she regrets moving and doesnt really know what to do(you could write about what she does next if you can)

Sorry,if this was too long and thank you

Together(doesn't feel right at all)

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Gilbert!reader, past!Stefan Salvatore x Gilbert!reader Summary: After you dump your boyfriend, Stefan Salvatore, for the big bad wolf, Klaus Mikaelson, and move to New Orleans with him, you start to realize his toxic, possessive behavior towards you. But is there still enough time to leave the devil who seduced you and go back to your normal life? Warning(s): toxic and possesive behaviour, angst, escape, curses, unhealthy relationships, panic attack, maybe dark!Klaus but idk - this man could kidnap me and I would thank him, so... Word Count: 5,3k+

Something just isn't right I can feel it inside The truth isn't far behind me You can't deny

In hindsight, you should have known better.

Everyone warned you against him. Your sister Elena, your ex-boyfriend Stefan, Demon, Bonnie, Caroline, Katherine, even his own siblings.

But no, you knew better. You could change him, you saw him as a good man who might be harsh to others but would never dare to do you any harm. A man who would care for you until his last breath. Who would never intentionally make you feel insecure or uncomfortable. Which will never make you fearful or anxious.

But now, as you sit on his bed in his bedroom in New Orleans after he locked you here last night when you threatened to leave him and that damn city in a fit of anger, you feel like he might have crossed this line with you a very long time ago.

You couldn't deny that the truth wasn't far behind you.

But it was too embarrassing to face the fact that you voluntarily abandoned Stefan—your sweet, always supportive boyfriend—for this devil in disguise who seduced you with his pretty words.

Your mother may have been right to say that Satan no longer wears horns and a tail. He had beautiful blonde curls and captivating blue eyes glued to a perfect face.

And that's what Klaus was like from the beginning. Too perfect. From your first meeting, he was your (in this case, black) knight in shining armor. Always gallant, always tactful, always charming.

Your Mr. Right.

"I love you Y/N. No one can love you as much as I do. Not even your sweet Stefan."

"We belong to each other. Our souls have been connected since the beginning of the world and I can only thank this higher power that I finally found you on my way."

"Run away with me, love. Run away from this rotten town and your friends, who are jealous of our love, to the place, where we can be together and don't bother about others opinions."

"I promise you love. I will treat you like a queen. You will lack nothing, everyone will be at your beck and call, my beautiful human, whom I love more than my own life."

Yeah… you should know better than to believe those whispered promises of the devil kissing every inch of your flesh.

When I turn the lights out When I close my eyes Reality overcomes me I'm living a lie

But it was a beautiful lie he made up; you had to give it to him.

The most powerful man in the world, hopelessly in love with you - an ordinary human, the doppelgänger's sister.

Staring emotionlessly into the mirror of the dark room, you began to wonder how you got into your current situation.

"Klaus. We need to talk."

I announced as I entered his art studio. The man was painting his latest painting - New Orleans spread out at his feet. I stopped being his muse a long time ago. Now this city was his enemy, best friend, and lover. And I became his favorite toy, the thing he was used to having. I had to face the truth and escape the possessive hybrid while there was still time.

"Later, love. I'll finish in a moment and come to our bed."

"This is what we need to talk about."

"Our bed?" he asked, annoyed by my presence. "What's wrong with it? I just replaced it yesterday."

"I want to move out of here." my confident, firm statement effectively snapped him out of his painting trance. He put down his supplies and gave me his full attention for the first time in two weeks.

"What?"

"We're not good to each other. I think it will be better..."

"You're joking, right? Love, you can't live without me." he interrupted me, laughing amusedly as if I had told him a funny, stupid joke.

"Well, over the last few months, I've proven that I'm doing great. Besides, I don't remember you holding my hand before I turned seventeen. I don't need care, Klaus."

"A few months? I was right next to you all this time; are you hallucinating, love?" his feigned concern, laced with a clear desire to unnerve me, almost worked. But I'd replayed that moment too many times in my head to succumb to his games so quickly.

"Do not make fun of me. I'm serious. I've had enough, Klaus. Your condescending behavior, your sudden outbursts of jealousy, and the slow erosion of my independence. You think I didn't notice how suddenly my credit card and my car keys disappeared? Or how suddenly every man or woman, after talking to me, magically ends up in the hospital? Are you going to punish your siblings too for talking to me?"

"It's all up to you, love. You can start acting like a good girl again, or I'm going to get a little... nastier."

"Nastier? Could you be even nastier than you already are?"

"Be careful, love. I'm not the one of us with mortal siblings that could be killed at any time."

"Are you threatening me with the deaths of my own siblings? Where is your fucking border, Niklaus?! Look at us! This is toxic, we're in a toxic relationship! You promised me that you would never, ever treat me like one of your enemies, like a fucking impostor, but that's all you're doing since these damn three months we've been here! I'm not going to be part of your plan or play your fucking toy anymore. This is ending right here. I am leaving, and I do not want to see you again."

As you might have guessed, you hadn't even taken a step out of his studio. He pressed some liquid-soaked cloth over your mouth and nose, and you passed out in his arms. Now you are here, locked in his room, which you once thought was yours too, and waiting for the hybrid's decision. What you wouldn't give to hear Elena's or Stefan's calm voice right now.

When I'm alone I Feel so much better And when I'm around you I don't feel together

"Oh! Hi, sweetheart." Klaus' sudden arrival in the living room startled me. The man stared at me wordlessly, watching my every move carefully. Still, I smiled at the oddly behaving hybrid and tried to talk to him. Apparently, something must have been bothering him since he has been so… different lately. Maybe today I'll be lucky. "How was your day? You disappeared from our bed earlier; I didn't even get a chance to say hello to…" the shattering of glass against the wall dangerously close to where I was standing effectively silenced me.

"DON'T LIE TO ME! I saw you with Marcel in the pub earlier. If you missed me so much, what the hell were you doing with him?!"

"Klaus. Please, try to calm..."

"Don't even try to calm me down! You're cheating on me with this lesser vampire?! While I'm tearing my veins out to keep your mortal ass alive every damn day?!"

"I DON'T KNOW what you have seen, but if you stay a little longer and listen to us, you will know I was talking about you. I'm worried about you; you act completely different than when we were in Mystic Falls."

"You don't even realize how incorrect this comparison is." he laughed at me, turning his back on me to walk over to his minibar and pour himself a drink.

"Sweetie, maybe it would be better for us, if we took a short vacation? Just you, me, and some nice place. What do you think? We can even go back to Mystic Falls." I tried to ignore his furious provocation and smooth things over.

"So you could see your Stefan?" he said it bitterly, drinking a whole glass of bourbon at once..

"What?" I turned to stare at the angry, jealous hybrid in disbelief.

"Never mind. It's a ridiculous idea anyway. I have to stay here and finish things. I can't just take breaks. Do you know how many enemies I have here against me and how hard I have to work to keep my family and you safe? Knowing your girlfriend is a slut who throws herself at any man she comes across doesn't help at all." that's it. I had officially had enough of his condescending, humiliating behavior.

"You know, you might be right. I was slutty whore enough to get into your fucking bed." I growled furiously, trying to get out of the room and away from his overpowering presence. However, the original wouldn't let me have the last word. He grabbed my elbow in a firm, bruising grip.

"Stop acting like that or…"

"Or what?! What did you gonna do?! I'M ALREADY IN HELL! Killing me would only be a favor on your part."

Suddenly, he pulled me to him, so I crashed into his chest. He wrapped his arm around me in a tight hug, not letting me move an inch from him, and with a tenderness that was surprising for me at this moment, he ruffled the stray strands of hair that fell over my eyes in the heat of our argument.

"Who said I would get rid of the most valuable thing in my life? No, love. You will never run away from me. You sealed your bloody fate the moment those alluring, pretty lips smiled at me in challenge." he came towards me, with each step he took towards me, he forced me to back up until I bumped into the wall. "You're mine. And no one, not even you, can change that now." he said, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look into his eyes.

"Fuck you."

"You want? I didn't know you were into make-up sex, love. I would have used it a long time ago." his devilish smirk used to make my heart flutter; now I couldn't feel anything but revulsion.

It doesn't feel right at all Together Together we've built a wall Together Holding hands we'll fall Hands we'll fall

"Y/N?" Rebekah's whisper snapped you out of your thoughts about your toxic relationship with her brother. "Are you there?" you frowned as you walked over to the door and put your ear to the cold wood.

"Bekah?" after a while, the crunch of metal could be heard in the quiet mansion, and the door to your makeshift cell was opened.

The blonde's sympathetic gaze sent chills down your spine, and the reason you've been so persistent in avoiding Klaus's siblings as well as him was instantly reminded of you. All those sad and anxious looks made you sick to your stomach. You preferred to indulge in beautiful, dead silence in a corner of the house than to be in the same room with any of them. At least no one treated you like a victim.

"Y/N. Come. We need to hurry up. I don't know how much time we have left." she took your hand carefully and gently dragged you to the porch in front of the house.

"Rebekah, what are you doing?" you asked and pulled your hand from her gentle embrace.

"I'm rescuing you from my brother. He completely went mad after your argument. He's more paranoid than usual, and believe me, it's only a matter of time before he goes back to his maniac state. You're not ready to deal with this. You're just a human; you can't protect yourself from him anymore. Elijah thought maybe you'd be his anchor and help keep him normal, but this has gone too far, and I'm not going to watch what he does to you anymore. So I'm giving you a chance to leave."

"This isn't just about me. I can see it in your eyes. He did something to you, and you want to get revenge on him; make him pay for it. I want to know what he did."

"He's holding Marcel somewhere. I can't let my brother kill him before I get to him, so I'll focus his attention on something else."

"On my escape."

"Exactly."

"This won't work, Rebekah. If Klaus has a plan, sooner or later he will carry it out. He will not be stopped by the loss of some simple mortal."

"I know something about my brother, Y/N. Maybe he's now in his imperious mood and wants to take control over this city, but he loves you. In his crazy way, he cares about you. Not because he claimed you as his, but because he has some feelings for you that he may not understand clearly. I've never seen him like this before with any woman. But he is Niklaus after all. His hunger for power is greater than anything else." the blonde stopped, noticing something over your shoulder. She sighed with relief. You turned to see a black car pulling into the driveway. "Finally."

"Who is that?"

"You will see. You will be happy." she handed you a bag that was waiting outside the front door and led you to the parked car. After a while, the only person you wanted to be with you ran out of it.

"Lena?"

"Y/N!" the brunette screamed, throwing herself on your neck and hugging you tightly. "I missed you so much." you suddenly felt someone take the weight off your bag. You pulled away from your sister to look at Stefan Salvatore himself. Someone you least expected to be your savior.

"Thank you, Rebekah. We'll be fine from here."

"Take care of her!"

"We will. Get to the car, ladies. We have a long road ahead of us."

Without a single word of explanation, Elena grabbed your hand and dragged you into the backseat, positioning herself so she could hug you from behind and comb your hair. You sighed, grateful for a little peace and comfort from her reassuring touch.

Stefan threw your bag into the front seat and started the car, leaving this damn city as fast as he could.

To your great relief, none of them gave you sympathetic looks or words of comfort. You drove in a pleasant silence, punctuated by the sound of the engine running as Stefan gave it more throttle. You thought you were going to get dizzy from how quickly you dodged the burning lampposts, the light of which was pouring in and out of the car window like you were at a disco.

You just couldn't shake one lingering thought from your mind that had been nagging you ever since Elena had shoved you into the car with a pleased, malicious smile from Rebekah.

Will Klaus be okay?

This has gone on so long I realize that I need Something good to rely on Something for me

As it turned out, Stefan drove you to your parents' old summer house near the mountains. You were glad that they chose this place as your hiding place. You've always hated it, but at least your forced stay won't destroy any of your childhood memories.

And judging by Elena's amused smirk when she saw your grimace, you guessed that her choice of location wasn't so accidental.

Your bodyguard (that's what you've called Stefan since you arrived) and your sister have been living here for two weeks now. You haven't had a single message from Klaus during this time. Nothing. No threatening text messages, no drunken, desperate voicemails begging for your return, or at least one goddamn call. Nothing. Totally. You were more worried about his silence than if he was bombarding you with a thousand messages. You wondered how much of that was deliberate to scare you, and how much of it was possible that his sister had finally finished him off.

You shuddered at the thought that he might be dead.

"Are you cold?" Stefan's question was the only prejudice on his part until he threw the blanket over your shoulders. "It's not the time of year to think on the balcony at night, would you agree?"

"Maybe. But sometimes we do stupid things. Probably too much in my case." you tried to make a joke, but you met his worried look instead. "Come on. It was funny."

"That he used you and mentally abused you? You have a messed-up sense of humor."

"He didn't abuse me. He was just…"

"He treated you like a favorite toy, gradually restricting your access to the world and making you feel like you couldn't live without him. If you call it caring, you're going to go to New Orleans and rip out his cold heart, if only he has one."

"Don't talk like that. You know he would kill you before you even reached him."

"You sound like you still have feelings for him even after he tricked you into loving him and locked you in the gilded cage of New Orleans."

"Don't sound so offended. It's none of your business what I feel for him. I'm not your girlfriend, Stefan."

"No. But you used to be my princess." he replied bitterly.

"And yet, I truly wanted to be his queen. He didn't trick or fool me into loving him, Stefan. Everything I felt for him was real. I know this seems silly and naive to all of you, but… you didn't see him as he was when it was just the two of us. You didn't see the gaze he gave me every time he looked at me. He was so charming, loving, and caring, and with him I felt… free. Not for as long as we can see, but still. I felt like he was the only one for me."

"You can still come back to me. I never stopped loving you, Y/N. Not even a little bit. This nightmare can end right now. Just say a word."

"Stefan, you know I'll always love you." you began, taking his hand and looking into his eyes, feeling guilty for his hopeful look. "But I'm not in love with you anymore, and I don't know if I could be ever again. I'm so sorry, Stefan, but you deserve someone better than me. Someone who'll love you and adore you, who'll be a princess for your prince charming."

"I don't know if I'll ever find someone else I can love as much as you."

"Believe me, you'll find. One day on your way will appear some beautiful, less fucked up girl who will give the world to you, but… it won't be me, Stefan."

"How can you, after everything he's done to you, still care about him?"

"He's half of me, Stef. My worse half, I have to admit, but I can imagine myself with someone else. And maybe I'm stupid and blind and have too much hope in him, but I know that there is good in him. Maybe I can't reach him, but someday someone will. And everyone will see the man I fall in love with. Not his bad, terryfing a shell he created to protect a broken boy inside him." he leaned towards you placing a tender kiss on your forehead.

"I'm afraid you might not live to see that day, Y/N." he whispered, leaving me alone with my thoughts on the balcony.

You sighed, closing your eyes and feeling a single tear roll down your cheek. It would be so much easier to love Stefan than Klaus.

When I'm around you When I'm around you I don't feel together I don't feel together When I'm around you When I'm around you I don't feel together, no I don't feel together

"My sister is going to be so mad at me." I groaned, turning in his arms to bury my face in his pillow.

"Well. I wish your sister wasn't the first thought that comes to your mind after our first hot, long night together, but I can live with that as long as I have you in my bed."

"Don't make fun of me!" I tapped him on the arm, smiling as I heard his beautiful, carefree laugh. "This is a serious situation, Miakelson. If she knew I slept with you the same day I broke up with her boyfriend's brother, she'd gouge my eyes out."

"I think they were well aware of the tension between us. Beyond me is how you managed to stay faithful to him and not succumb to my charms earlier. You resisted bravely, love."

"What can I say? You followed me around until you finally begged. In hindsight, I should have let you chase me a little longer."

"So you like it when I beg? Should I get down on my knees then, for my queen, and beg her to let me please her again?"

"Insatiable bastard."

"Only for the touch and affection of my queen." I pulled away from him with a mischievous smirk, watching his face contort in feigned horror as his eyes still shone with pure amusement and happiness. "Oh, no... I know that smile. What did my cruel queen has in mind?"

"So, can I officially call you my boyfriend?" he groaned in embarrassment, pulling away from me and covering his face with a pillow.

I laughed as I climbed on top of him and removed the pillow from his face. I lay down on top of him, resting my chin on his chest, close to his collarbones. We stared at each other for a moment, completely infatuated with each other. After a while, Klaus reached out his hand and brushed my hair behind my ear. His hand slid from my cheek, over my shoulder, arm, and hand, until he stopped, playing with my fingers. He kissed each of my fingers before suddenly slipping something onto my ring finger.

I pulled my hand out of his grip, examining the new simple gold ring on my finger.

"Don't worry. It's not what you think. I'm not going to propose to you with some ordinary ring. You can trust me to go all the way, then."

"So what is it?"

"There were no such illogical, unstable phrases as boyfriend or girlfriend in my day. If two people liked each other, they usually courted each other. I believe in your day it's called a promise ring."

"Aside from the fact that you almost proposed to me, or at least declared your intentions to do so, and did one of the sweetest things in the world, are you implying that those looks and gifts and all that romantic talk and gestures weren't courtship?"

"Of course not. It was meant to arouse your love for me. Now I can confidently declare my feelings and devotion."

"As if you were holding yourself back or feeling insecure in any way."

"Was I too…"

"A little" I cut him off before he could finish. "But that's one of the reasons I felt for you. Now, kiss me and delight your queen, as you said earlier."

"As you wish, my love." he murmured, kissing me with all his fervor.

You woke up, looking around the room in disappointment. You've had these dreams ever since you left New Orleans. Flashbacks to those good times, when your self-interest was untainted by his problems and manipulations. When butterflies appeared in your stomach every time your skin touched.

You read in some stupid teenage magazine that it's safer to choose the boy who doesn't make you feel butterflies in your stomach. This one would keep you safe. However, knowing what awaits you as Klaus' girlfriend in New Orleans, would you change your decision? Probably not. Would you change your behavior? Definitely yes. You would never let him have that kind of control over you a second time.

You jumped out of bed abruptly as you felt nausea approaching for the fourth time this week. As you leaned over the toilet, you felt someone hold your hair and stroke your back. You relaxed, sensing Elena's presence behind you. When you finished and started brushing your teeth to get rid of that awful taste, you caught your sister's worried look in the mirror.

"What?" you asked, spitting toothpaste into the sink.

"Y/N, I don't think we can avoid this topic any longer." she sighed as she walked over to the bathroom cabinet and took out a rectangular package. She threw it in your direction. You frowned as you recognized what was currently in your hands.

"Are you crazy? Pregnancy test? Like, how could I be pregnant by a vampire?"

"Just do it for me. Please." she asked, looking at you with her most adorable pleading eyes.

"You're going crazy in your old age, but okay. I will grant your stupid request. But get out. I'm not going to pee in front of you."

My heart is broken I'm lying here My thoughts are choking on you my dear On you my dear On you my dear

Elena was right… you were pregnant.

You stared in disbelief at the positive pregnancy test, wondering how this could have happened.

Klaus was a vampire, so it was impossible for him to get you pregnant, but you stood in the bathroom crying over the positive test you had, at one point throwing it down the sink in panic.

Even if you were somehow magically pregnant with Klaus, this couldn't be happening right now. Not while you and he were standing on shaky ground in your relationship. Not when he acted like an obsessive bastard who would surely lock you in his room for 9 months or more after learning that a bun was in the oven for fear of something bad happening to you two.

However, despite everything, all you felt was an unimaginable longing for the father of your (possibly existing) child. He should be here, right next to you, you should rejoice with him about this news and it should be the happiest day of your life.

Instead of this, all you get was the cold, gold ring on your finger, which was making fun of your current situation. And the first tears, which were already dripping from your cheeks onto the floor.

But you decided to pull yourself together to make sure you weren't only concerned about yourself anymore.

"Elena! Can you call Bonnie?!"

When I'm around you When I'm around you I don't feel together I don't feel together When I'm around you When I'm around you I don't feel together, no I don't feel together

"I will open!" you screamed, jumping off the couch hoping it was the pizza you ordered.

You started making excuses a week ago, saying that the baby and you needed more food, and you ordered absolutely everything you wanted. Including fast food, chocolate, ice cream, and weird midnight cravings. To be honest, you were beginning to fear that one day you might want to drink blood, but that was a problem for another day. Now you had to get the pizza.

The problem is that when you opened the door, you saw someone completely different than the pizza delivery guy. Unless Klaus decided to make extra money and is a lousy pizza delivery guy.

"Hello, love."

Shit. You shouldn't text Rebekah that you need to meet. But hey! You thought the blonde had pacified him. So it was appropriate to inform any of the Mikaelsons that they were going to be uncles/aunt, wasn't it?

"Hi." his messy sight didn't make you feel any better. Apparently, this month has not been easy for him either.

"Can we… can we talk?"

"Talk. For obvious reasons, I have no intention of letting you into the house." you replied coldly, not thinking about making it easy for him. He screwed up, you will let him try to fix you two now.

"Of course. I wouldn't blame you at all if you slammed the door in my face." he replied, laughing, trying to lighten the situation somehow.

You raised an eyebrow, completely unfazed, which made him even more embarrassed. It's probably the first time you've seen him in such a precarious state. He always knew what to do and when to do it. Apparently, he must have really come here as quickly as he could, without any plan in mind. All right. At least you'll know his true intentions sooner.

"Honestly, I should probably do that. But I think we've long established that I don't usually do what I'm supposed to do. You have five minutes."

"Where to start here…"

"An apology would be fine. So is the story of how Elijah managed to get your mind back to normal after accusing everyone of treason and scheming behind your back."

"We both know you don't believe in empty words like sorry, but if you want to hear it, I'm more than ready to beg on my knees for your forgiveness, and that really means something, love. Besides, it wasn't my brother's doing. After you left, something in me... snapped. But the situation made it impossible for me to find you so quickly and try to make amends in any way."

"And what was that?"

"I couldn't believe what Elena told me, but apparently it's true." your conversation was interrupted by Stefan, who stood next to you in the doorway. Klaus winced as Salvatore put his arm around your shoulders, but didn't say a word.

"Stefan." Klaus greeted him coldly, completely surprising you that he hadn't tried to pounce on the younger vampire.

"Klaus. I knew you had some impudence, but I thought after 1000 years you'd learned any decency and you will left her alone."

"Stefan." you scolded him, breaking your eye contact with the hybrid for a moment.

"No, Y/N. You shouldn't be standing here talking to him, much less opening the door for him."

"Nobody, not even you, will tell me what to do." you growled, flicking his arm off of you, much to the original's relief and delight.

"Do you really care about him that much? Can't you just walk away from him?" Like you did from me. He forget to add. You saw this resentment in his eyes, and you couldn't blame him for it. He had a right to feel that way after you broke his heart.

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because he's going to be a father of my child." wow. It's very interesting how one sentence could make these two stunned.

"What?'

"Child?"

"Yes. In a very nutshell, as a half werewolf, you can have children. Surprise! You should start using some protection. Stefan, could you give us a second?" the shocked vampire obediently walked away, leaving you alone with the befuddled hybrid. "Are you okay? You look pale. Do vampires faint?"

"You're pregnant. With my baby."

"Yes, I thought we already established that."

"And you… do you want to keep it?"

"Yes and it would help if you didn't call our baby it."

"Try to put yourself in my position. This morning I was in New Orleans fighting with my siblings, Mikael and Esther and now…"

"Wait. What? Your parents? What happend? Are you okay?" in your concern, you didn't even notice that you had left the house. You were standing in front of him and touching his face, looking for any sign of injury.

"I'm fine, love. I'm perfectly fine now." he murmured, leaning against your hand, absorbing every ounce of touch you were giving him.

You sighed, resting your forehead against his, letting yourself get lost in the familiar scent of his perfume for a moment. The mere fact that he didn't move an inch to touch you made you believe in his sincere desire to repair your relationship (as well as irritating that even though he was so close, you still had a long way to go to reunite.)

"Don't even think those sweet eyes of yours will make me forget what happened. You're going to have to do your best to make up for the fact that instead of talking to me about your concerns, you decided to make sure I didn't abandon you by making me as dependent on you as possible."

"So you still think my eyes are sweet?"

"Shut up." I murmured. Klaus pulled away from you so he could see your face. His serious expression dispelled the playful mood beetwen you two.

"I love you, Y/N. I'll do anything to get you to trust me again, but until that happens, we'll do everything on your terms. I'll buy you whatever house you want, a car, a dog, a cat—name a thing and you'll get it. I will make sure that you and our child do not lack anything. Even if you decide we shouldn't be together."

"You must really want me if you're ready to buy me a cat."

"I remember you arguing with me that they were Satan's spawn." he rolled his eyes, wrapping his arms around my waist tentatively. I hugged him to me, allowing this small expression of tenderness between us. I missed him just like that.

"I think you're exaggerating it a bit, love. I called them my natural enemies."

"Of course, wolfie." I said, hugging him again.

Maybe, together, we do feel right after all.

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[cringe-but-proud]

I just watched Bullet Train recently and I’m in love. I was wondering if you’re able to write a Lemon x fem!reader where basically Reader is one of those assassins coming on the train (like the wolf and the hornet) while going under the name The spider. But instead of reader trying to kill Ladybug and the twins. The reader is trying to stop them from killing each other but it’s just Reader and lemon bumping into each other a lot and having love at first sight 🤭 and every moment then keep bumping into each other, they just keep falling for the other.

OH MY GOD. I WANT HIM SO BAD...

Lemon x Fem!reader (Bullet Train)

A/n: This one's kind of long as hell, I can't lie. My requests are open (see pinned post for info)

WARNINGS: Cursing. That's it, I think 😛

Why do you always get jobs like this? Jobs where there's some big, fucked up scheme going on, and you have to unfuck the whole thing. You're used to it, but it never gets less annoying.

Whatever. The sooner you get the job done, the sooner you get off this god-damned train.

You entered the train and walked from compartment to compartment, looking for one of your guys. Finally, you walked into a cart where you were immediately greeted by the sound of two British men arguing.

The twins.

You slowed down the pace of your steps as you walked by and tried to subtly look over at them. But, when looking over, you found that one of them was already looking at you.

You should've looked away. But, you couldn't. You'd only ever seen him in pictures, you didn't think he'd be just as good looking in real life. Your eyes locked on to his and time seemed to slow down. You felt your heartbeat quicken and-

"Shit!" You tripped over your own feet after a man bumped into you, not bothering to apologize or even acknowledge the fact that he'd almost knocked you over. You managed to catch yourself, shooting a glare at the man who was already walking into the next compartment.

"Jesus Christ! Fucking asshole didn't even say sorry!"

"Are you alright, love?"

Fuck.

You looked back at the twins and froze up for a second. He was looking right at you. Is it cliche to feel like you could get lost in his eyes? Yes. Yes, it is.

"... I'm fine." You managed to speak before regaining your composure and quickly walking away.

Holy FUCK. That couldn't have been worse.

You were in the luggage compartment, trying to calm yourself down.

For the love of God, you're a grown woman who does illegal shit for a living, WHY are you acting like a middle school girl with a crush?!

While in the middle of scolding yourself, something caught your eye.

Silver briefcase. Train sticker on the handle.

You were surprised that you'd managed to find the thing almost immediately. After a brief check to make sure no one outside of the luggage compartment was watching, you grabbed the briefcase and stuffed it in your bag.

Great. Now all you had to do was stop three grown men from killing each other.

Great.

It had been hours now. Hours without getting off this train. You sort of felt like you were going crazy.

Things were already getting chaotic. The son of the white death was dead, which couldn't be good for the twins. And there was a dead body near the back of the train wearing a bloodied white suit. You didn't even know how that happened.

At least you still had the briefcase.

You were sitting in an empty part of the train, going over the current plan that you had in your head when you heard the doors slide open.

You glanced up and-

Fuck.

One of the twins. The hotter one.

You immediately whipped out your phone and pretended to be busy on it. You thought that if you were focused on something other than the man, he wouldn't acknowledge you. But, of course things couldn't be that simple.

"Excuse me, miss."

Inside your head, you screamed. But, on the outside you casually looked up from your phone.

"Yeah?"

"Have you seen a bloke walking around with a sliver briefcase? Train sticker on the handle?"

You subconsciously brought your bag closer to yourself.

"He's got nerdy glasses, a stupid hat?" The man continued.

You tilted your head innocently. "A silver case?"

"Yeah."

"I don't think I've seen anything like that, sorry. Why do you ask?" This was your current plan: Keep him talking. The longer you kept him talking to you, the longer you'd be able to prevent a fight.

"Oh, uh..." The man trailed off. "He's with me. I've gotta grab something from the case, but he wandered off."

"Oh." You nodded. "I'll be sure to keep a look out. You said there's a train sticker on the handle?"

"Yup."

"Why's that?"

"Well, I put it there so that we'd be able to spot it."

"You just had a train sticker laying around?"

"I like trains." He shrugged.

Keep him talking. "Oh. I do too! My dad was a train conductor. So, I grew up going on a lot of train rides, I really wanted to be a train conductor too, so I learned about pretty much every kind of train you could think of," This was all untrue. You didn't like trains. Your dad was a dentist. But, again, you needed to keep him talking. Now you were just listing different train related topics and waiting for something to stick.

"I watched a lot of Thomas the tank engine-"

"Great show." He interjected.

There it is. "Oh, yeah. I was absolutely obsessed with it when I was little. Did you watch it too?"

"I still watch it."

"Oh?" You chuckled. "Um, yeah. That's-"

"I mean, because it's very nostalgic for me, a very comforting show. Plus, it's better than some shows they're putting out nowadays, y'know? It's got a lesson, it's got good characters, it's-"

He went on rambling. You noticed that he sounded... Nervous? Embarrassed?Flustered? Was he getting flustered while talking to you? Oh. Oh. This changes things.

"I think it's endearing." You said.

"What? Watching Thomas?"

"Yeah." You shrugged. This wasn't necessarily a lie. You did think the fact this man, who was supposed to be intimidating, watched and enjoyed a children's show was quite charming.

"That's... Thank you. I've never had anyone say that about.. You know, watching Thomas the tank engine."

"There's a first time for everything, right?" You smiled.

"Yeah, I suppose there is." He bit the inside of his cheek and averted his gaze away from you momentarily. "I should probably be going now, I've still gotta find my case and-"

He continued talking as you noticed the other guy. The guy the twins thought had killed the son and stolen their case. He seemed to be looking around the luggage compartment, probably for the case that was still stuffed into your bag. You couldn't let the man in front of you see him. Not if you wanted to prevent them fighting each other until they were both black and bruised.

"But, I did enjoy talking to you, so-"

You interrupted the man. "Hey, can I get your number or something?"

He was visibly surprised and was quiet for a second before nodding. "Yes. Yes, I can- I'll give that to you."

You handed him your phone and watched as he punched in his number.

If you were being honest, asking for his number definitely wasn't your last resort. You were actually glad you'd gotten the opportunity to ask, because this guy was very handsome and very charming.

He finished punching in his number. You glanced over to the luggage compartment and the other man was gone.

Thank God.

You looked back to him and smiled. "Thanks. I'll text you later." You promised.

He smiled, a smile you could tell was genuine, and nodded. "I'll look forward to that."

With that he walked away. You sighed in relief and relaxed into your seat. After a moment you looked down at your phone. He'd saved himself in your phone as a train emoji. You couldn't help but smile.

This whole thing was starting to feel less chaotic and-

IS THAT A FUCKING SNAKE?!

#x reader #fanfiction #bullet train x reader #lemon x reader #lemon x reader bullet train #lemon bullet train x reader

[princeescaluswords]

Uninteresting

So, yesterday, I encountered a story (at that point it was untagged, and to give the author their due, they tagged it afterwards), and the thing that jumped off the page to me is that they have Scott purposefully luring the Argents to the police station in Fury (2x10). This was a new one on me, so I wondered if the author had just missed the part where Matt had taken Scott's (and the sheriff's and Stiles's) phone and that Allison had correctly identified that Scott wouldn't have done that. I pointed this out.

The author replied that they were tweaking canon because they thought it would be interesting to see Stiles and Scott have a 'discussion' about it.

What they also thought would be interesting would be repeating every big idea that the Anti-Scott parts of fandom have ever had. Scott told Derek his family deserved to be burned alive! (He didn't say that). Scott didn't ask Stiles about his injuries in Master Plan! Scott was obsessed with Allison! Scott neglected Stiles for Isaac!

Such a variation on Teen Wolf might actually be interesting to me as an alternative, too, if I hadn't read it 15,000 times before (not an exaggeration). One of fanfiction's purposes is to give us alternatives to canon, but the trouble is when it comes to Teen Wolf, it's always the same alternatives. I pointed out that as a Scott fan who reads Sterek, it bothers me that they always try to justify the relationship by making Scott the bad guy.

They replied that they tweak canon in a lot of ways, not just to make Scott a bad guy. And they're right. Beyond that ...

They tweaked canon to make Deaton an Evil Sinister Black Man! So unique! He is plotting against Derek with Scott because he thinks Derek should die and Scott should be alpha. Unspoken is why he didn't straight up murder Derek after Peter's resurrection or still supply him with ketamine for the plan to stop Jackson, but if Evil Deaton had been competent, there wouldn't be much of a story would there?

They tweaked canon to make Stiles -- you guessed it -- a Spark! Ground-breaking, like florals in spring! And Deaton was lying to Stiles about the strength of it because Stiles is going to become Derek's Emissary! Because of course he would!

They tweaked canon so Derek is super angry about Scott's remark about the Argents having a reason to attack his family in Magic Bullet (1x04), but doesn't even remember that Stiles directly accused him of murdering his sister out of jealousy of the full wolf form in Second Chance at First Line (1x02).

They tweaked canon so Derek can't trust Deaton because the veterinarian is plotting against him for some unknown reason, and it's definitely not because Derek kidnapped and almost killed him in Heart Monitor (1x06).

They tweaked canon so that Stiles obviously did care after Scott was poisoned with wolf's bane by Victoria, even though we didn't see any of that on the screen but assumed that it happened, just like we should have assumed Scott asked Stiles about what happened in the Argent basement.

They tweaked canon so that Stiles never wanted Derek dead and that he can't believe Scott would be so, so cruel to widdle-baby Derek, who didn't lie to Scott about the cure or break into his house and threaten to kill him or did nothing at all ever to earn Scott's distrust.

I could go on. In other words, to them it's interesting to rehash every single Sterek Trope that has been written in meta and stories so often that it's become accepted reality. They "tweak" canon in only certain pre-set ways and always to the same ends. Because I do believe in alternative stories, I would accept this if, for every Sterek story where Scott is a Bad Lying Friend and Unworthy of Stiles's regard, so he turns to Derek, there's a Sterek story with different "tweaks," such as where Isaac tries to kill Stiles to get Scott to join the pack or Scott rejects Stiles because he's too mean to Derek which makes Stiles see the error of his ways. But there isn't. And that, of course, is my point.

It's the Big Lie. Everyone complains about discourse and why people would waste time arguing over trivial matters such as these, but ten years have passed and now I encounter multiple people entering the fandom who literally believe that Scott was OBSESSED over Allison, that he didn't put her to the side to save Derek and/or his pack on multiple occasions and that she was his necessary anchor. Who believe that Stiles was neglected and treated badly, not by the guy who bounced his head off a steering wheel or tried to kill the girl he loved or sent one of his betas to kidnap him, but by his best friend who literally ripped a locker door of his hinges in an attempt to find him. Sterek has become synonymous with Scott is a Bad Friend, and I dare people to argue that it hasn't.

And thus, a non-white heroic protagonist has been transformed, probably forever, into an unworthy inadequate simpleton who treated his mega-genius best friend and a (phenomenally rich, good-looking, and well-loved) orphan werewolf so badly. It's happened. Right in front of the fandom's eyes. And lots of people are happy about it for some reason.

BUT IT'S NOT RACISM.

#scott mccall defense squad #teen wolf fandom problems #teen wolf fanfiction #fandom racism

[2a8n]

Shirogane's dream - Monologues

As I promised, we will be covering monologues in the Shirogane's dream and some of his changes in the Ice Scream Remake in a separate post. Here will be purely my reflections, as always. However, I would also like to see your thoughts on this theme. And now let's get started!

Wowww, you're so weak. "Wow, you are so disgusting." Well, did he start behaving less disgustingly from this? ( - _ - ) Crying from a mere orca punch? Gross. Has our hot-tempered penguin ever found Shirogane crying? And what's more, did Shiro tell him why he was crying? Could this be the reason why our depressed wolf is now hiding from everyone to cry, and can not really tell anyone about his experiences? Just be quiet. Hmm… Shirogane said something to our polar bear, but in response she just shut him up? It's curious. Usually Rocma starts a dialogue with Shiro, who in turn either remains silent or answers her with monosyllabic sentences like "I'm sorry", "I'm sorry… (next comes the answer to the question she asked)", etc. I can remember a moment from manga, when our wolf was indignant at what she said instead of "Thank you", but she only ignored him and continued to talk about her own. Hey, Shirogane! You're looking stupid as always! Shirogane seems to have an over-hyper fixation on his appearance, since Suno-san refers to it more than once when verbally insulting a wolf. It is likely that this is due to the scars that were once inflicted on Shiro's body and on his face. These scars apparently bother him so much that he doesn't want anyone to see and/or mention them at all (he even hid the scar on his face from Yukisada, his friend, at one of DSP's official works).

….. ….. It reminded me of the moment in Ice Scream Round 3 where Yukisada had to remain silent for most of Rocma's scolding with roughly the same facial expression. ♪ Looks like someone was in a good mood. Too bad Shirogane can't boast the same… =( Hi, doggy! ♪ I'll give you a nice punch in the face. Even railroads could envy his directness. Really nothing to add. You really are pathetic, huh… Peraco seemed to hope that he wasn't pathetic (by the standards of the inhabitants of Iceberg Isle, I guess), but Shiro couldn't live up to her expectations. You're lower than a seal, you moron. If "seal" means Mafuyu, it's rather strange that you don't call her by her name, Rock.

H-Hey, don't say such mean things, everybody! Yukisada is the only one who tries to stand up for Shirogane. Our kindhearted owl is even ready to go against the majority opinion for him. I respect. I'll give you something to cry about. If you finally get off this isle, then believe me, everyone will cry. From happiness. =) I'm just speechless. When someone is speechless, they usually don't say anything, so don't lie to us, Rocma. ? We are often shown Mafuyu from a fragments of Shirogane's memories. I don't understand, why he pays quite a lot of attention to her, despite the fact that the seal girl herself, based on what is shown, doesn't do a lot of things. You're like a water flea about to die! Have you… seen a dying water flea somewhere? In the North? Or is it usually on TV at the Peraco's house?

Weakling! Worm! Wood louse! And now I'm even more inclined to think that they learned about the water flea, the worm, the wood louse, the caterpillar and the bees from the TV in the Peraco's house… Hey! Shirogane's crying! Stop it! Shiro upset that Yukisada has to stand up for him? Does he feel guilty that his friend has to do this, or is Shirogane ashamed that he can't take care of himself? Ahahahaha! You big baby! Look at the big baby! Here, Suno-san is trying to play on the shame of our pessimistic wolf. But, judging by the words of the snowman, there must be someone else (maybe Yukisada?) in order for the effect to be more tangible from what he said to him. You're dead, kiddo. Heh, it's funny that Rock in Ice Scream Original addressed our wolf not as "Shi*ogane", but as "kiddo". It's kind of a sad that DSP decided to remove it. ….. ….. Now I believe that you have speechless, Rocma. True. ( 0 v 0 )

The part of the post dedicated to my reflections on the monologues from Shirogane's dream is over. Next will be my thoughts about the remade version of the same monologues from the Ice Scream Remake. I will not draw any definite conclusions, since this is purely reasoning on what has been said, some of which doesn't carry a large semantic load in the context of the Ice Scream itself as a whole. And now - to the finish line!

Silence yourself. | Just be quiet. The sentence has been changed, but the meaning is the same. Here, rather, the difference will be in which of the options we have for what Rocma said, rudeness and harshness towards Shirogane will be more noticeable. ♪ | ♪ You won't see anything new here. You can safely skip. Crying just because a big bad orca hit you? Gross. | Crying from a mere orca punch? Gross. "Big bad orca" -> "Big bad wolf"; that's funny. I think in the "big bad orca" version, Rock's derogatory attitude towards the Shirogane's situation is much seen stronger than in the other case. You are seriously pathetic. | You really are pathetic, huh… Here, Peraco's disappointment towards Shiro is no longer noticeable due to the unfulfillment of her hopes in his person. Now she just thinks he's pathetic. Heya, Shirogane! Your face is looking as stupid as ever! | Hey, Shirogane! You're looking stupid as always! Now Suno-san puts more emphasis in insults not so much towards the whole appearance of our pessimistic wolf, but towards his face. Hmm… Woaaah, eww. You're really weak. | Wowww, you're so weak. In the Original Idate showed feigned surprise at the wolf's weakness. In the Remake, he pretends that Shirogane's weakness is comparable to stepping on a poop, I guess.

Hey, everyone, don't say such mean things to him! | H-Hey, don't say such mean things, everybody! Yukisada is still the voice of adequacy in this madhouse, but, for some reason, the moment with his silence was cut in the Remake (I marked in purple what wasn't in the Remake). You're even worse than a seal, you absolute fool. | You're lower than a seal, you moron. Rock began to place more emphasis on insults towards Shiro. Considering that it is written in his bio that he takes out his disappointment on the poor guy, it becomes clear what DSP is trying to focus on. You wussy! Worm! Weevil! | Weakling! Worm! Wood louse! Nothing new has appeared. It's just that now we know that you can also see weevils on TV in the Peraco's house. You're like a water flea 3 second from its death. | You're like a water flea about to die! Given that both the in-game bio and his chart explicitly state that he has depression, I don't even know if Suno-san is trying to emphasize that Shiro is more dead than alive, or he looks like he's about to die… ( 0 _ 0 ) C'mhere, you worthles mutt. Let me give you a good punch. | Hi, doggy! ♪ I'll give you a nice punch in the face. Wolf, loser dog, pathetic puppy, doggy, worthles mutt… What's next? Mongrel? Squeak toy…?

Hey! Don't you feel bad for Shirogane? Stop it! | Hey! Shirogane's crying! Stop it! Yukisada, in my opinion, the normal attitude of others towards your friend should come not from their desire to feel sorry for him, but from their desire not to do bad things towards him… Ahahahaha! Crybaby! You snot-nosed wimp! | Ahahahaha! You big baby! Look at the big baby! In both cases, as for me, the phrases sound provocative. It's hard to explain without the context of what Suno-san has basically been saying all this time in the game. ? | ? You won't see anything new here. You can safely skip. How about I make you cry again? | I'll give you something to cry about. You won't see anything new here. You can also safely skip. I am so done with you. I have nothing left to say. | I'm just speechless. Now her phrase in the Remake sounds more like "preachy", and makes sense: in Watch 1, we were even shown how Rocma tried to Shirogane verbally "guide on the right path" while he was bleeding.

I'll kill you. | You're dead, kiddo. Bye-bye, kiddo… ( v _ v )

#funamusea #okegom #deep-sea prisoner #deep sea prisoner #ice scream #funameme #ice scream funamusea #ice scream deep sea prisoner #ice scream deep-sea prisoner #shirogane (ice scream) #shirogane #yukisada #yukisada (ice scream) #rocma #rocma ice scream #ice scream rocma #mafuyu #mafuyu (ice scream) #peraco #peraco (ice scream) #rock (ice scream) #rock #idate #idate (ice scream) #ice scream idate #idate okegom #idate mogeko #idate (watgbs) #idate orca #idate (wadanohara and the great blue sea)

[hextechmaturgy]

7 and 8 :-)

7. Weapon of choice?

Hmmm depends on the game I guess........ I avoid P2 combat as much as I can. Never helped Stakh with those worms, didn't even bother to defend my dad's house from robbers LMAO they can keep that shit. I just find combat to be a huge waste of time, and I'm not good at video games so the chances of me dying during it are high, and dying in P2 sucks. This is another reason why I prefer P1! The combat is just as wonky but it's not taking itself too seriously. Most of the guns in the game are fun, I'm a big fan of the shotgun , but I think my weapon of choice is a knife. 🔪 Can easily find new ones if you keep killing muggers, and trying to melee in this game is just glorious. You can practice being good with a knife for hours and you still won't be any good with it, and that's fine because this is all make believe <333 I also get a kick out of stabbing people thinking of it as a character choice. Doctors using a cutting tool to kill instead of healing etc etc, this shit writes itself.

8. Best side character? (You can only choose 1!!!!)

Who could've seen this one coming, she's about to say Bad Grief!! P1 and P2 Grief are two miserable little rat men that won't leave my house for very different reasons. It's my understanding that P2 Grief never really had much to his name, besides his friends. Probably grew up poor in the streets, mischievous to a fault but always good deep down. He wanted to not be miserable all his life, and in his universe this goal demands some selfishness. He gains notoriety in the streets, gains people's respect at last and some modicum of financial stability, but in so doing he loses all his friends, who now see him as one of the bad guys. And you can't blame them for thinking that, he's literally hanging out in shady warehouses selling knives, but we know he never partakes, he even warns his men not to kill and possibly requests Andrey's help to put the ones who disobey in line. Is it worth "being someone" if the price you pay is crushing loneliness? <- Grief arguing with his own reflection. And then P1 Grief is a whole other can of worms, he's SO fucking funny for a start, everything he says needs to go into a quote book. He's the opposite of his P2 counterpart, playing the part of the innocent fool just trying to get by, when he's actually the mastermind of the underworld. That is already a really fun character concept, but then you get to the Changeling route and a whole new side of this character is revealed. You sit there going, huh. You've known you were a toy this whole time too? P1 Grief is much older, he's been around the violence and the misery and hopelessness of this game he can never escape from, playing the role of the big bad wolf. I reckon he figured: hey, if I'm doomed to be a bad guy all my life, I might as well be best bad guy I can. Let it be fun for me too. Doesn't mean he doesn't want to change, he's absolutely devastated that even Clara may not forgive him, and if the holy girl can't do it, he's doomed doomed. I've mentioned before that P2 Grief could grow into P1 Grief in a way, after what Aglaya puts him through. Nothing matters, so why should I care that cutting is wrong; the blood on my hands isn't real. EVERYONE needs to play the changeling route !!!!!!

#thank you so much for the question!! #ask #multicarinata #bad grief #pathologic #i'm having plague thoughts (beware) #is anyone surprised i brought up andrey while rambling about grief

[azure-cherie]

hi, sorry to bother you, was just wondering if you could tell me what my placements mean and just like the overall vibes and energy they give off. just curious as i'm not very familiar with astrology, and Gemini's usually have quite a bad reputation lol, hoping it doesn't apply to all of us. anyway, my sun is Gemini, Moon is libra and ascendant is Scorpio. don't worry if you're busy, just curious :)

Hii you aren't bothering at all , here's my take. All of this is on the basis of sidereal astrology.

Gemini sun

Gemini suns according to me have a very muted bubbly aura , in comparison to gemini moons , they are very sophisticated yet bubbly , like a cross between vintage and hippy , they are generally very famous adored by all , since sun placement in vedic is about our soul and authentic self , these people are so much about exploring themselves learning new things , they are everywhere like literally , so freakin talented , they know how to capitalise their talents as well. Legendery in media field , actors with these placements are really well known . Gemini moons are like comedians, where's suns have more of wits .

Libra moon

First thing that comes to my mind is that damn they are bossy and misunderstood , they have very stiff thinking about everything and they can't mostly stand being wrong , but on the contrary they also like people pleasing idk how both the dynamics work together my lord 💀, keep that apart they are very creative , always full with ideas, they need confidence for the inital part of starting something , but once they get it they have it all. Great to be friends with trust me when i say they will help you bring forth your authentic self , they can really love people for who they really are , they can provide unconditional love really admire that quality about them .

Scorpio Ascendant

I don't even think i need to explain i already conclude you're a baddie , i mean big fan of Scorpios , your placements are very interesting anon dearest , ofcourse there's darkness in this path of rising , but there's so much beautiful expression betterment, they are very talented with occult and hidden topics , your path involves that of a lone wolf, you're a baddie but lonely , don't worry someday you will find someone with the same fire that you carry and ignite .

All in all i love it the combo makes you admirable

#anon ask #anon <3 #vedic astrology #sidereal astrology #gemini #libra #scorpio #astro community #astrology

[crossover-enthusiast]

Do you have any more Werewolf Kevin or Rick thoughts? 🎤

OUGH- /POS

Thank you so much I love them

Under read more bc this got a little long!

9 times out of 10 Werekev is just a scared dog, he has NO idea what's going on and is running on instinct -- if he's not in his house, he usually goes to places that feel familiar to him like the Candy Club (which he immediately leaves bc the smell is unbearable) or Streber's house

Wererick meanwhile is just. Honestly a bear would be a better description for him, hah, he's HUGE. If he gets out of his house he just wanders around town looking for places to sleep, doesn't look for animals unless he's hungry. He's probably been confused for a bigfoot a few times

You know that one picture of someone pushing the center paw pad of a cat and the claws close in on the finger? Streber's done that to Kevin at least once

I'm absolutely stealing this from @jamsnax but when they're together and Rick is wolfed out, he'll pin Radford down under him. He originally did it bc Rad would annoy him in some way, but now it's just how he shows affection

Also! When the two started working together, Rick and Kevin had no idea the other was a werewolf. It was only when they both worked during a full moon (they both forgot, rip), the Werewolf Senses kicked in and Rick noticed how badly Kevin was suddenly doing that he was like "oh. huh."

What then followed were shenanigans and misadventures between the two wolfy bois -- Kevin was probably terrified of Rick at first bc of how big he was, meanwhile Rick was annoyed bc Kevin was being loud. By the end of the night however the two bonded quite a bit, and the next time they all hung out Rad noticed they were a lot closer than before

After the full moon they spent together, if they're not on their own they're with each other! They're like a pack at this point

Kevin gets more jumpy and easily aggravated as the full moon gets closer, while Rick grows more quiet and cagey

So continuing on a point above: Kevin is very much flight or fight/all bark and no bite, he won't attack unless he's sufficiently scared/angered, and when he does it's just to get the person to back off so can he flee.

Rick however... if you don't bother him he won't bother you, but he won't hesitate to bite or scratch, and unlike Kevin there's NO indication when you cross that line. And because he's so big, he hits and hurts a LOT. One time he almost took some guy's arm off (another thing I stole from jamsnax)

Also he's definitely killed a few deer

The transformation hurts. A lot. Kevin has cried during it a few times, and Rick gets really worn out (he needs a few minutes before he can use his hind legs bc of real bad growing pains)

On a lighter note, they both like pets :> Kevin is very receptive to it, while Rick SEEMS like he doesn't care, but his tags wags!

Kevin howls a lot, while Rick only howls under certain circumstances

Since Kevin does the leg shake even when normal I want Rick to have some kind of wolf/dog tick too, but I don't know what. Maybe a curious head tilt?

Kevin fur feels soft and fluffy, while Rick's fur is more dense and tangly

I also like to think that while they both have all of their senses heightened, particular senses affect them the most; for Kevin it's smell, for Rick it's sound

Radford and Streber definitely had a "wow I can't believe our boyfriends are both werewolves" conversation at some point

I want them all in a cuddle pile actually that would be so cute

As you can see, I care and think about them a normal amount

#Spooky Month #Kevin #Rick #Radford #Streber #Headcanon #AU #? #I guess #🧸🎂❤️

[undertale-writing-times]

I'm late for the alphabet thing, but F for anyone you want to talk about? How do we feel about swearing? >:3

Bro... I did so many.

F- F*ck (What’s their opinion on profanity?)

Sans: He doesn't really care much about cursing. It's something that he could normally just ignore cause it's just words, doesn't hurt him or anyone.

Papyrus: He dislikes it when people curse! He has allowed himself just three times in his life to curse. He has used one.

Blueberry: He has been known to use… a few… maybe.

Stretch: It's eh to them. They don't really care lol.

Red: He curses pretty often and sees it as just another word.

Edge: He hates it when people curse! He thinks that they should be used sparingly.

Axe: He doesn't care lol.

Noodle: They will stare at the person who cursed and normally that's enough for them to not do it again at least for a little while lol. Noodle… doesn't like curse words.

Lord: Annoying, unneeded, and worrying. That's what he thinks about it.

Mutt: one time Mutt cursed under their breath and Lord sprayed them in the face with a spray bottle.

King: He'll sometimes use curse words to get people to do what he wants to try to seem more 'threatening' but other than that, he doesn't really like them much.

Alpha: Lol he'll just scream the F word from a bridge. Why? Cause he can.

Overlord: He hates it when people curse and will often tell them to knock it off. He doesn't want his brother hearing.

Pup: All she knows is that cursing is bad and you shouldn't do it.

Commander: He doesn't see why it's a big deal, and doesn't care.

Hound: can say fuck, chooses not to.

Chief: He'll often gently correct the person, asking them to not use that tone while he's around.

Wolf: He doesn't really care. It's just a word to him unless it's directed at him.

Royal: He doesn't care. He hears it so often that he's forgotten that it's a bad word really.

Fang: There are a few that they don't like, but staying in the mines so often, they don't hear many.

Prince: It really depends on which one that's used.

Canine: Hmmm I can't see him really caring?

Leader: They like telling people not to use them as a type of powerplay but other than that, they don't care.

Beast: he finds them funny honestly lol.

Grandeur and Behemoth: If Behemoth's child is around, they won't curse, but the two of them have the WORST mouths and are often yelling curses back and forth while cooking.

Tycoon: As long as they're not directed at him, he doesn't care.

Brute: He likes it when people curse at him :) he thinks that it's funny.

Cloud: She hates it! She thinks that nobody should curse anywhere near her.

Bat: It… makes them uncomfortable.

Superior and Exo: They both don't care. They don't really have time to be bothered by it.

Brilliance: As long as it's not directed at him, he doesn't care.

Werewolf: Eh once again depends on which one it is. There are a few that makes him angry to hear.

Vivid: They dislike it when people curse and will often tell them to knock it off.

Lycan: He's got a mouth on him lol.

Ruler and Pooch: They both used to have bad mouths, but they've been 'getting better' with it.

Sheriff: He HAS been known to curse at people, mostly when he's really annoyed.

K9: He thinks that cursing is funny, not harming anyone most of the time so why should he care?

Crowned: X sees no point in cursing and, honestly, finds the idea of it stupid.

Whelp: Curses sometimes mostly to calm down, nobody ever hears though.

Dynast: Curses at people if they're mean about the queen but only then. Other times, dislikes it.

Mongrel: only ever curses to say "The queen is a lying bitch"

Cosmos: Is fully against cursing! He thinks that it's not needed and just rude.

Galaxy: Same as Cosmos.

Nightmare: He isn't 100% against it, but he sees it as childish.

Dream: He hates it :(

Passive: He doesn't really like it. He thinks that it's worrying and upsetting.

Oxi: They think that it's stupid and honestly not even needed.

Sleeper: X dislikes it :(

Coma: He curses more often than he might like to say.

Gloom: Normally only really curses at himself, sees no reason to do it otherwise.

Wiseguy: Normally doesn't curse and sees no reason to do it.

Bones: Will never curse! Has never done it.

Clip: Eh he'll sometimes curse, doesn't hate it doesn't love it. Just does it.

Boss: Says that you shouldn't, but he does.

Books: He only curses when he's really upset.

Crank: Ehh… yeah. He's aggressive sometimes.

Envy: He'll curse when he feels like it's needed and none other than that.

Pride: Never cursed in his life(lies)

Calamity: curses whenever they feel like it lol

Tragedy: His whole life is a curse babydoll

Field: He normally tries to not curse but he has a lot.

Crop: He'll curse when he's mad about stuff and that's pretty much it.

Diva: She says that she won't and dislikes cursing, but more often than not she will curse at people/things.

Charm: He will never curse! He sees it as 'dirty' and disikes it when people do.

Corn: He's so used to cursing because of Harvest.

Harvest: He curses a lot lol.

Sheep: He says that people shouldn't curse, but he does it himself sometimes.

Duster: He sees no real problem with cursing. Sees them as just words.

Lover: She dislikes cursing. She won't bring it up, but she does dislike it. It makes her feel… uncomfortable.

Hearts: Also dislikes it! He sees it as gross and icky.

Heartbreak: It makes him REALLY unomfortable.

Beau: It bugs him. A lot of people curse at him when he turns them down and… he doesn't like it.

Dreamboat: He don't care lol.

Reap: It is something that it doesn't really care too much about.

David: He dislikes it when people curse! It just makes him feel icky and he sees no reason in it >n<

Wraith: It curses just because it makes David uncomfortable and it thinks that that is funny.

Screen: He won't curse. He never does.

Keys: He doesn't see why you should/would. He thinks that it doesn't help or anything.

Mimic: Ze thinks that cursing is funny and will sometimes mumble the words that Ze hears under Ze's breath. Other than that, eh.

Ringer: thinks it's stupid.

Burn: It thinks that cursing is… upsetting. It just dislikes it.

Arman: Doesn't care for it lol.

Levi: He thinks that it's stupid and not needed.

Glaurung and Xiuhcoatl: He's too old for this.

Shifter: Won't curse but doesn't mind if other people do.

Streams: He won't curse on camera unless someone writes it, but he'll find it funny.

Social: No curses in his safe space!

Homey: Homey hates it when people curse!

Maiden: It makes them really uncomfortable…

Vestal: They really dislike it. It makes them feel strange.

Eros: Doesn't care. Will curse if they want to, won't if they don't.

Aphro: curses more often than they would like to admit.

Venus: Sees no reason in it, but will if they wanna.

Cuddles: Will pretty often lol

Astra: Ehhh… not really. He doesn't like it very much.

Alioth: He dislikes it and wishes that everyone would stop it.

Cross: He thinks that cursing is just… childish.

Error: Normally won't but they will if they wanted to.

Ink: Finds it funny so sometimes will :)

Drain: Thinks that some of the words are funny, and how people react to them, so will curse at people and or things randomly.

Glitchy: He dislikes it >:(

Static: No! No cursing.

Fairy: Sometimes will sometimes won't.

Splat: Doesn't really care much about it? Doesn't think that it's fun or anything but… yeah.

Fresh: No cursing >:(

Rad: Will curse and nobody can stop him >:3

Fresh Ink: He dislikes it when people curse and will tell them to stop.

Dusty: He'll curse sometimes, doesn't care otherwise.

Powder: It's eh? As long as it isn't directed at him, he doesn't care.

Cupid: makes him feel… weirdly uncomfortable.

Fragment: If someone curses at him, it makes him sad.

Stardust: He doesn't really care too much, but it does make him a little uncomfortable if they're directed at him.

Shooting Star: Finds them funny and will sometimes mumble them under his breath to see if anyone catches him.

Killer: Lol man he doesn't care. He'll curse at people just to see their reaction!

Echo: They don't care. They're just words. Has cursed some.

Yanberry: Dislikes it when people curse and will tell them to stop. It's one of his biggest pet peeves.

Snap: He thinks that it's pretty funny.

Pinks: He doesn't really get curse words, they're words but they're… mean?

Passion: He thinks that it's fun to do and sees no harm in cursing. Hates it when they're directed at him in a mean way though, makes him mad.

Desire: Thinks that they're childish.

Feral: Doesn't care -w-'

Sharp: Will ask whoever is cursing to calm down, and if they don't, he's annoyed.

Supernova: Doesn't really care much either.

Sunspot: Dislikes them but won't do anything to stop the person that's cursing.

Oak and Sunflower: Both don't care at all.

Snackers: He dislikes it! Sees no reason why someone would need to use that type of language.

Butcher: sees no reason to get bothered by it, so they don't.

Timber: Doesn't know curse words very well so doesn't care.

Bark: Doesn't care as well.

Strawberry: That type of language isn't really allowed in her forest. Will kick people out if they don't stop.

Chum: never really hears them.

Beloved: Makes him uncomfortable even if they're not directed at him!

Mercy: Banned them in the underground.

Ashes: He normally won't care unless his sibling tells him that they don't like it, then he'll tell the person to knock it off.

#undertale alternate universe #undertale alternate timeline #undertale ask blog #undertale au #undertale headcanons

[joethetoonfanandoutcast]

Why I'm uncomfortable watching Sing 2 again

In all honesty, I cannot bring myself to sitting through/enjoying Sing 2 again, for the following reasons:

Jimmy Crystal; honestly, the entire fandom is happy and wants to see more of him, but I'm not. He's another a-hole in a suit with nothing redeemable or likable about him, I find his voice disgusting (no offense to Mr. Cannavale), he's just another Riff Raff/Carface, he's another reminder that the buff dude always gets an attractive woman by his side who should have had more focus than him. And to make it worse, he's coming back in Sing 3 and she isn't. And to keep myself out of Hell, I'm supposed to go along with the idea of Buster and Jimmy being a thing but I can't do.

Though Porsha's a good character, she didn't really captivate me and I don't like her brash, loud scenes for her first half of the film.

Darius is another cringey and annoying character. He wasn't as bad in his short, but he's still annoying in the film.

The love subplot between Meena and Alfonso felt rather dull to me.

I have to feel like an a-hole for not 100% going with the viewers' crowd. I used to be someone who would agree with everyone else when watching a film, but I started to realize I just want stuff to speak to me.

Suki Lane has potential but Illumination and the fandom wants her to be viewed as a character to be hated or to be a one-shot who isn't explored more. Why? Because she's not one of the main characters, she doesn't have merch, she doesn't have much scenes (thanks to that scene-stealing albino wolf), she doesn't appear in promos, and yet the ending leaves the door open for her to return but she'll most likely suffer the same fate as other characters with potential from CGI films scrapped from sequels (example: Louis the Molehog) thanks to a-hole execs' decisions. What's worse is that I felt there'd finally be a sensible pairing that speaks to me (one between her and Buster, with a tall tough-yet-caring and attractive woman and a positive little guy, like Roger/Jessica, but with hopefully more development), but it may never be given a chance, given Hollywood's rules and hypocrisy (no shipping main characters with minor characters or interspecies romance, except Melman/Gloria, Donkey/Dragon, and Kermit/Piggy.)

Ignoring Suki protecting Buster or even her in general feels like a kick in the teeth to me because she's basically a dream design of mine come true and she relates to me. So pretending she doesn't exist is a big middle finger towards me. Seriously, what is wrong with exploring Saluki characters more? Disney didn't bother doing it in Oliver & Company, and you'd think years later, animators and writers would do differently.

So that's why I have to avoid Sing 2 so I can focus my remaining Earth time on stuff I AM comfortable with and so I don't get the same headaches from the Ice Age series.

Hope you can understand.

#sing 2 #explanation #why I'm uncomfortable and can never watch the sequel again

[coolfireguy73]

So... Tag game ?

I don't do a lot of those especially because I tend to forget to write them after being tagged.

Was tagged from @welcome-to-ikea , apparently the rule is you tag people you want to know more about, i'm honestly quite surprise you want to know more about me Ikea.

Here we go:

Favorite time of year: Winter I guess ? I like summer but not when it's too hot, and it's way easier to warm up when it's cold than to cool down when it's hot.

Comfort food: Chips, Candy, uh... dry sausage? (idk how you call "saucisson" in english). I eat a lot of snacks all week long, when I'm bored, when I'm sad, when I'm happy. The snack I want to eat on a particular day changes. I don't have one specific food.

Do you collect something ? I used to collect Pokemon cards, still buy some from time to time, I still have them ! tho i lost a fair few of them. I'm sure I may have had some pretty good cards too. Also a looooong time ago i used to collect samps and coins. I have no idea where they may have gone...

Favorite drink: I want to say Fanta. I don't think I have one but every time I have to choose I say Fanta by default. I drink a lot of soda and fruit juice.

Favorite song: It has changed a few times and I love listening to musique so much I can't really have one and only favorite song. I have to say I used to listent to Bangarang (Skrillex) a lot, Antidot (Style of eye & Magnus), then Spin eternally (Camellia), Sunburn (the Living Tombstone) and Chop Chop (Virtual riot) more recently...

Current favorite song: Ok so, funny story. I'm quite of a noobie in the TF2 community, and one day I was watching an sfm video, when one voice line seemed a little bit to familiar, turns out It was used in a song I listened to for a few years now. AND ! TURNS OUT ! The guy that made it made a few songs using TF2 voices so.... yeah I listen to all of them. I never liked songs that used voices from video games because usually it's kinda... cringe. But omg those ones, those ones are great ! So I'd say my current favoriteS songS are Cry some more, Chop Chop, and Pray for Riddhim VIP (all from Virtual riot). BUT ALSO Heartache, and also Temporaty love and I wanna be a machine (both from The living tombstone) and also...

Favorite fic: I don't really have one. I used to read a lot of them tho ! But I do have ONE that sticks to me, a very veeery long time ago in the middle of my creepypasta phase I discovered a very long fanfic that I remember loving at the time but re-reading it now it's... t's so bad, it's so so bad. But it's one of those "it's so bad it's good". To give you an idea, it's about a mary sue emo teenager named Marie Keter at the end of the first book she dies, and is brought back to life for the second book. She falls in love with laughing Jack (and they have a baby...), she doesn't know her father (it's another creepypasta, and dies at the end of the second book), in the third book suddently she had a long lost blind bother and there is a wolf named wolf too. The writer keeps adding characters from so random things like at one point there is IB from this old indi game, there is some manga characters, there is purple guy from FNAF and she even fuses her fic with the univers of Tokyo Ghoul, it makes no sens... and it's not just some references they play a big role and even stay for the rest of the story. I would link it but one: it's in french, and two: she deleted it, but idk why, I think Wattapad bugged, but I still have access to the three tomes on my old account.

And that is it, I wont tag anyone because I don't really know people here... But it was fun. Sorry for any mistakes and typos I may have made, I had a huge headache that lasted for more than a day now, it's 1 am and I thought it would be a good idea to write this...

Anyway goodbye to you all, I'm gonna go sleep now, and come back tomorrow for more TF2 doodles ^^

#tag game #i'm so tired

[elderflowerchampagne]

150

I didn't realize this was a numerical milestone for me until after the fact, but oh well. Very fitting visit - an embarrassment of riches, and the best I've had since the reopening.

JENNNNNNAAAAAAA. I knew she was back but it was still utterly thrilling to see her step out of the shadows at the beginning of the ball. I've had many many favorites over the years, but for my money she's the most inventive, surprising performer the show has ever seen.

I've developed a fondness for Evan since reopening, and was happy to see him as Banquo, who isn't usually in my repertoire. Crowds were really bad, so the only thing I caught was the death scene, which I saw on my first visit and maybe five times since in the past ten years. God, it's got to be the most brutal one in the show.

Was pleasantly surprised to see Mallory/Hecate, and even more surprised to see that she's got her 1:1s back! All seems as usual in the lair, except I couldn't find the hand statue that figured prominently in Caroline's brilliant 1:1 in days of yore. Put it back. Put her back.

Speaking of things that are missing, I couldn't find my beloved wolf up in the laundry room, but I suspect he's somewhere else up there - maybe in the padded room now that it's open again?

I've never given much thought to the animals in the building - the most I've ever thought about it was years ago when one of my students pointed out that the witches' familiars are a frog, cat, and bird, and then I realized that each SNM witch is associated with a particular animal, which seems so obvious now. I spent a while this visit clocking all the animals in Grace's rooms, and there are a bunch - painting of a horse, Greymalkin whiskey, horseshoes on her door, the crucified frog, and I'm sure others I'm missing.

Which brings me to my next point - who was Grace in love with? The crucified frog is a love charm - for whom?

On a similar but unrelated note, who is the man in the cameo above the box of charms? Looks familiar but I can't place him. I thought it might be Franklin Pierce, though of course there's no reason why it would be.

Last visit, I talked about the hidden faces in all the images above the Macduffs' couch. I wasn't sure if I was seeing or reading too much into things. But this time at the end of the night I sat down on Lady Macduff's hospital bed and took a look at all the papers she's got pinned above it, and it's nothing but faces - all looking terrified, hanging in trees, disembodied, and, most disturbingly, hundreds of them spilling out of a box. And interestingly, all the babies hanging above the crib in her apartment are headless.

There will never not be tourists and I'm glad the show is making money but good Lord the audiences have been rough. I saw someone walking around in what I thought was a pimp coat, but it turned out they had actually stolen Lady Macduff's. Also seems like there's been a big uptick in masklessness - the top one, I mean. In The Before Time I used to stare pointedly at the maskless until they got uncomfortable enough to put it back, but these days I don't bother. I do, however, reserve my right as an American to go on the internet and complain.

#sleep no more

[baekhvuns]

I'm just thinking about that legendary reddit post "Seonghwa is not a milf, he won't breastfeed you" he may not breastfeed us, but he's indeed a milfy milf, even without the long hair

I know lol, some people said it was Woo or Mingi in that photo, I remember my discord being in shambles. They were like OMG BOOBS IT CAN'T BE HWA HE'S FLAT while others argued WHAT BOOBS THERE ARE NONE 💀 yeah unfortunately I'm ill so it was clearly Seonghwa to me, should've make bets 😭

Miss Baek I only know like 8 TS songs maybe sjudjsgsjdgsjshhsj so I never heard those mentioned, because her lyrics just don't hit me at all I'm definitely not the target, but racer AU yeah. Ever since DV MV dropped I've been having racer thoughts. Zayn is hot, but I only like Harry's music and aesthetic

TB author is milking it soooo hard I know many people are upset, but some developed Stockholm syndrome I think. I scrolled through the thumbnails of the chapters and no Seojun in sight, so idc. I hoped they'd treat him better in the drama but they legit have some of his scenes to S*h*???

What would I do with your kidney though? 🤔 My brain can create stories but my fingers can't write them 💀 I used to write somehow, but I would probably cringe real hard at my old work rn...

So I've heard, JK has this bad boy look down while Taehyung is like a snobby rich guy vibes. Tbh I can't read for most people lol, maybe if there's no smut but interesting plot, but yeah I just don't feel this way about most idols. I think it's probably because many are a few years younger than me? Well Seonghwa is too but he's speshol 😻 even with Taemin who has been my ult bias for 8464838 years and I find him attractive I just don't see him in THAT way. I read some Hyunjin ff cause I have a friend who used to write for him, but it felt weird 😭 from Ateez I never read anything about Yunho, Mingi, Wooyoung and Jongho. Do you have members like that?

The lyrics to 🐺 are a bit concerning but the howling doesn't bother me anymore, I mean SKZ released Wolfgang and I actually like it I also love Shakira's She Wolf ksushajahhshsgdj still team vampires, but those wolf songs slap what can I say.

Sometimes I look at my red Hwa photocards or stuff I printed myself and die. I printed those Rhythm Ta and Wolf selfies because WOWOWOOOWOWOOOO BARK BARK

Nooo the fansign person is someone else don't worry, but she was a bit upset afterwards cause she didn't manage to tell them everything, she's also reluctant about speaking English, so it was a bit difficult but the boys were sweet. <3

Such a lovely loser https://twitter.com/thinkingabtpsh/status/1525200340634804224?t=vnwiAzxT4SFjLQIUuBt19g&s=19

Also interesting that I wore the same shoes today 👀 I was upset that my friend did too, he also wore a bucket hat and so did I, lol but twinning with Hwa would be cool 🥰 - DV 💖

hihi!

I'm just thinking about that legendary reddit post "Seonghwa is not a milf, he won't breastfeed you" he may not breastfeed us, but he's indeed a milfy milf, even without the long hair

LMFAOOOO STOP IT STOP IT 😭😭😭🤚🏼 he can let us hold them,,, one chance just one 🤌🏼

I know lol, some people said it was Woo or Mingi in that photo, I remember my discord being in shambles. They were like OMG BOOBS IT CAN'T BE HWA HE'S FLAT while others argued WHAT BOOBS THERE ARE NONE 💀 yeah unfortunately I'm ill so it was clearly Seonghwa to me, should've make bets 😭

NOT THE HWA BOOB SLANDER NAURRRRRR 😭😭😭 THAT MAN IS ANYTHING BUT FLAT but mingi is a big boy 👁🤚🏼👁 BDMWDH SHOUDLVE MADE BETS FOR A QUICK MONEY 😭😭😭

Miss Baek I only know like 8 TS songs maybe sjudjsgsjdgsjshhsj so I never heard those mentioned, because her lyrics just don't hit me at all I'm definitely not the target, but racer AU yeah. Ever since DV MV dropped I've been having racer thoughts. Zayn is hot, but I only like Harry's music and aesthetic

RHKWDHWK I JUST KNOW HER TITLE TRACKS 😭😭 racer au got it !!! YES HARRYS MUSIC is so like nostalgic?? almost whimsical in a nostalgic way <3 the aesthetic is so artistic even in the small parts of the videos

TB author is milking it soooo hard I know many people are upset, but some developed Stockholm syndrome I think. I scrolled through the thumbnails of the chapters and no Seojun in sight, so idc. I hoped they'd treat him better in the drama but they legit have some of his scenes to S*h*???

fRRRRR GIRLIE GETTING THE $$$$ stOCKHOLM LMFAOOO PLS THE CALL-OUT FBWKFHWK,,,, i hope they get him a nicer girlie than jugyeong tbh 😭😭😭 he deserves it after the intense heartbreak after heartbreak

What would I do with your kidney though? 🤔 My brain can create stories but my fingers can't write them 💀 I used to write somehow, but I would probably cringe real hard at my old work rn...

YOU USED TO WRITE??? 🤲🏼🤲🏼🤲🏼 i also immensely cringe at my old works 😭😭 what was going oN IN MY BRAINBFMSBD

So I've heard, JK has this bad boy look down while Taehyung is like a snobby rich guy vibes. Tbh I can't read for most people lol, maybe if there's no smut but interesting plot, but yeah I just don't feel this way about most idols. I think it's probably because many are a few years younger than me? Well Seonghwa is too but he's speshol 😻 even with Taemin who has been my ult bias for 8464838 years and I find him attractive I just don't see him in THAT way. I read some Hyunjin ff cause I have a friend who used to write for him, but it felt weird 😭 from Ateez I never read anything about Yunho, Mingi, Wooyoung and Jongho. Do you have members like that?

jk’s always a bad boy, tae’s the ceo, jimin’s in dance relayed or vampire fics rMS ALWAYS IN DILF ONES FHWKDHWK,,, SEONGHWA IS SO SPESHOL 😭😭😭 i truly never read (or if i HAVE TOO) for wooyoung jongho or yeosang or yunho or hongjoong,,,, basically most of them expect hwa,,, unless its like the only thing available i will but i don’t go out of my way to read abt them,, i also cannot read for any other group at all it feels a little weird,,, as in i cant imagine them in that sort of way— in smut especially

do u perhaps also get irritated at the fact that idols r too sexualized 😭😭 as in, someone who’s always talking about how “look at his thighs i just wanna sit and give him a show” or anything along the likes of that,,,, I GENUINELY DO NOT LIKE THAT 😭😭😭 bc sometimes that’s the only thing ppl talk about and i just 🔫🔫

The lyrics to 🐺 are a bit concerning but the howling doesn't bother me anymore, I mean SKZ released Wolfgang and I actually like it I also love Shakira's She Wolf ksushajahhshsgdj still team vampires, but those wolf songs slap what can I say.

Sometimes I look at my red Hwa photocards or stuff I printed myself and die. I printed those Rhythm Ta and Wolf selfies because WOWOWOOOWOWOOOO BARK BARK

SHE WOLF SUPREMACY???? ALWAYS,,, yeha the lyrics can be forgotten i think ive grown past the whole thing abt hating wolf, atp if anyone hates wolf with all their heart is just them being edgy 🔫🔫

YOU PAINT???? HELLO AND HWA????

Nooo the fansign person is someone else don't worry, but she was a bit upset afterwards cause she didn't manage to tell them everything, she's also reluctant about speaking English, so it was a bit difficult but the boys were sweet. <3

OH THANK GOD I WAS ABT TO THROW HANDS BFANBDKWB oH NAURRR 😭😭 hopefully next time bc ateez do he liking amsterdam quite a lot 😭😭😭

Such a lovely loser https://twitter.com/thinkingabtpsh/status/1525200340634804224?t=vnwiAzxT4SFjLQIUuBt19g&s=19 Also interesting that I wore the same shoes today 👀 I was upset that my friend did too, he also wore a bucket hat and so did I, lol but twinning with Hwa would be cool 🥰 - DV 💖

LOVELY LOSER FHWKDH,,, FBAKDHKS HEY U AND UR FRIEND TWINNED 😭😭 TWINNING WITH HWA WOULD BE SO CUTE BC HE’D POINT AND SAY HEY and u have a yn moment ✨🤌🏼

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

[goobydolls]

Monster High G3 - Clawdeen Wolf - Signature Doll

First up in this series is Miss Main Character herself, Clawdeen!

Her outfit has to be the most polarizing one out of the bunch, because it's the biggest departure from her G1 counterpart. I've warmed up to it since I got her, but I do see why people consider her look a bit juvenile. They're high-schoolers, though, so I feel like it still makes sense for her to look like... well... a kid. Pulling the shirt collar past her shoulders makes a world of a difference to the look!

Her overall color scheme is great. I love that most of her accessories are gold and they go well with the other accents in her look. Black and gold is just such a good combo, and her signature purple color just makes her entire look blend together so well.

She has a good amount of fashion accessories on her, and I'm glad they didn't shy away from it. I think it's hilarious that the choker and necklace are barely holding onto her neck but I'm not complaining!

I will say, although I appreciate the details on her sneakers, I wish more parts of them were painted. There's quite a number of details (fur, straps, etc.) that get lost in the purple plastic because they're not accented. I also prefer darker colored shoes; the bright purple just screams at your eyes a bit much, in my opinion.

One of the biggest letdowns on this doll is definitely her hair. It's a blend of very light brown, magenta, and a much darker brown underneath, and most of it feels dry, particularly the dark brown parts. After I unboxed my Clawdeen, I immediately washed her hair with dish soap and put on lots of conditioner TWICE(!) to make it even remotely smooth. I have sensory issues so I enjoy brushing/playing with good doll hair, but when it's bad, it feels really awful. Due to so much brushing during her wash, I ended up making her hair straighter than intended, but at this point I'm too scared to style her hair back into loose curls. I also ended up trimming the ends of her hair because they were too crunchy to be saved. I imagine this would be something I'll be doing again in the next few months.

The one I got has a crooked eye print, but I can't say for sure which side's wonky. It doesn't bother me much since it's not that glaring (lol) and misprints happen.

This is all the stuff she comes with! All the play accessories like the phone and the snacks are such welcome additions. The inclusion of snacks make for great play/photo props, although it did bum me out a little bit that she didn't come with a drink container like most of the other dolls.

I'm not too into the pets, but I can appreciate their inclusion to this line. They've always done this in G1, so it would be a disappointment to deviate from that in their core versions. My partner adores the pets though, so they're still loved!

It's also important to note that her undershirt comes with two variants; mine's got the moon pattern with some pawprints and the stock photo has bigger moons with some claw marks instead. I kinda like the latter better but I'm still happy with what I got!

Her bag is made of pliable material and it opens at the top so you can definitely store some of her accessories in there. Mine's a little too squishy and it comes apart easily, so I don't bring it out that often. It's a shame because her bag definitely gives her a more mature look, considering the other signature dolls came with chunky backpacks. I love the printed designs and the gold attachment to the side is a cute little detail that I wish was applied to her shoes too.

Her glasses will be permanently perched on top of her head because they're both too big for her face and the molded fur on her jaws aren't enough to keep 'em in place.

She comes with this fur vest that I'm personally not feeling, but I do like how it looks wrapped around her arm like in the photo below. It's got some restyling material though! I've used it once as a sort of fur stole with some other pieces of clothing, but it just doesn't work as well in her original outfit.

Here she is beside her budget version for comparison. Clawdeen, Frankie, and Draculaura all came with budget versions of their dolls that have similar style clothes as the originals. I feel like Clawdeen has the biggest departure from her signature look since she's no longer wearing overalls and she instead comes with a layered top.

What didn't depart, however, was her hair quality. I haven't washed my budget doll since I got her, so you can see the difference between washed and just combed hair. Her hair can get REALLY bad if left alone for a long time.

I do prefer the budget doll's outfit since it's a bit more my style, plus her platform boots just look so much better than the sneakers, even if it has less paint detail.

The budget doll's bag is cute! The unique function to open the bag is so fun, but it's a bit too small to fit most of her accessories so it's kind of just decorative.

Another distinction between the signature and the budget dolls is the torso articulation. As an action figure collector, I do love displaying my stuff in nice poses, and the torso articulation does so much for me! This isn't to say the budget doll doesn't have enough articulation, though. As you can see, she is perfectly capable of some tilted poses too. The signature doll just takes it a lot further.

For my final thoughts, I think Clawdeen's a pretty okay doll! My main gripe is the hair quality, considering every other doll's hair is softer and more manageable. She also didn't come in the same curls as in the stock photos. In the Nickelodeon show these dolls are based on, she even has textured hair, but it's a letdown that the doll just has wavy hair. Clawdeen has the best bag out of all the signature dolls, hands down. She's got a bit of a balance between her kidcore overalls + sneakers and her more mature pieces, such as her off-shoulder top and bag. Overall, Clawdeen is a 7/10 for me.

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Sorry if this review is quite long. Since this is the first G3 doll I'm reviewing, I wanted to cover most of the stuff that the other dolls also had, such as the torso joint and all the general items they came with. I'll try to trim the reviews more for the next dolls, but I just love to talk about them and their stuff! I enjoy the G3 dolls so much and writing about Clawdeen made me warm up to her so much more.

#goobydollsmh #goobyreviews

[dulluhan-iralun]

"Y'know, before you were her Phoenix, you were a Dragon."

The blonde blinked from where she stood upon a snowy cliff, overlooking the village. She eyed the brunette sitting with her legs dangling off the side of said cliff. How long had she been there? How had she not noticed?

"You are... the Wolf." Bela recalled their tense meeting when she had been reborn.

"Eeyup." Came the Wolf's hum, not looking back at her and instead looking over the village. "Most people call me Cassandra, though."

"Cassandra."

"Yeah, has a nice ring to it, huh?"

Bela didn't respond, tilting her head at the woman who still watched the village rather than face her.

"Why are you here, Cassandra?"

"I've been here, this is one of my favorite places in this fucking shithole."

"I'd hardly call the Castle you live in such a dastardly thing."

"You'd think so, huh? It's big and pretty and full of antiques. It's probably one of the fanciest places I've ever been in." The brunette shrugged, leaning back on jer hands as she kicked her legs. "And I hate it."

Bela raised a brow, unamused. "Why? Is it not big enough for you?"

"It's too big. You probably didn't notice from our first meeting because you were too busy guarding the hag like some frothing Pitbull but I'm the shortest in my family. That doesn't have anything to do with why I hate the Castle though." Cassandra noted.

"Then why-"

"Just thought I'd complain to Big M's secretary about it and maybe get it changed. A good two inches more and I'll be golden."

Bela bristled at the nonchalant insult of her title as Consort.

"Anyway, it's full of old memories. I used to love it there before some fucker killed me and my family. Now, I'm just fucked in the head, paranoid that someone's gonna come and kill my family again. There's a shit ton of bad memories in that place and it hurts being there, the dark outweighs the light.

The blonde was at a loss for words. "Killed?"

"Yep. I mean, I guess I've died twice, once when Big M shoved a parasite in my head and created me. The other when the guy shot me full of lead and crystallized me with the winter. Still can't believe my fatal weakness is Christmas weather." She joked with no mirth, face neutral and eyes puffy and dark.

"Miranda killed you."

"Yeah, she killed all of us. By the way, it's weird that you call her Miranda like... it makes her sound so normal and she's literally a nun in a bird mask." Cassandra drawled, finally looking at Bela with a hum.

The Consort realized why she had refused to look at her.

The right side of her face was caked in cracks, the right eye itself was a milky white.

"What--?"

"I've been out in the cold for a while." Cassandra stated. "I'll get better with some wine or a maid."

"You are very different then when we met, Cassandra."

"Am I? I wasn't always like this but recently shit's hit the fan and just torn everything apart at the seams so I figured--why even bother? Why care anymore if life's gonna beat the shit out of me again? Hence, this fucker!" Cassandra pointed to herself as she laid back again the snow.

Bela opened her mouth to ask Cassandra why she would give up Miranda's gift when she felt the tugging of the goddess in the back of her mind. "I have to leave."

"See ya." Cassandra laughed joylessly, watching the village once more.

The blonde pondered staying here to speak with this enigma. It seemed Miranda was wrong about them, they really were interesting.

There's a storyline that Raffi and I debated on doing that was ultimately cut pretty early on from S&S's overarching plot, but a storyline that I really enjoyed. I'm glad that you're running with it because it's one of those AUs of AUs that I wish I'd kept! But you have got to stop (don't stop) killing me here.

#shadowandsoul asks #implied bela x miranda i guess? #cassandra as the Wolf is best interpretation