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This is not a Five x Lila meme. Do not tag it as such

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Want to know another reason Five x Lila is sick?

It’s heavily implied Five had a relationship with the Handler before the first season, who raised Lila solely and was Lila’s adoptive mother. So not only did Five cheat with his brother’s wife…

he also, at 70 years old, fell in love with his ex’s daughter who is around 35 years younger than him.

And the worst part is the writers know this and say shit like, “we earned this relationship” when it was introduced one episode before the show’s finale.

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Meet The Fives

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy.

Pairing: Other Five x Female! Reader x Brisket Five

Format: Long NSFW fic.

Summary: After losing your husband in the time travel subway, you meet several different Fives. Two of them, stand out to you.

Warnings: SMUT! NSFW! Seriously, this is some of the filthiest shit ever written. I finally got to write something with a stuck kink, something I love. It’s very consensual but stuck fantasies always need a CNC warning. Cheating, Angst (?), Cum eating, Threesoom (MxFxM), Spit roasting, Vaginal sex, Oral sex (male receiving), lots of grammar mistakes don’t be mad 🙏

Writing Time: 3 hours.

Word Count: over 3,500

A/N:

PLEASE READ MY NOTES BEFORE READING MY STORY, THIS ONE IS ACTUALLY IMPORTANT

Thank you to everyone that encouraged me to post this; @ifellinto-fantasy @voteforevilthoughts @fartsquelch7 I really hope you guys enjoy and stick around for a possible part two

You can skip straight to the smut, it’s sectioned off and highlighted.

I’ve had an idea to write a stuck smut fic with two Fives for ages now, so happy I finally did so. But this work isn’t perfect, like always I put a lot of into setting up the story and the smut and ending slightly suffered. I forget sometimes that I don’t need to give a backstory to all my stories, I’m sorry.

The backstory also might not make a lot of sense to everyone but I explained as well as could and even if there is a massive plot hole in this fic, please pretend like you don’t see it 🙏

But I’m still happy with the way this came out and I hope you will too.

But also some explanations, there’s a huge inconsistency with how long five worked for the commission, he is 13 years old when he jumped forward to the apocalypse and spends 45 years there and 58 years old when he jumps to 2019. But every source online confirms he worked for the commission for 4-5 years before he jumped to 2019… meaning he actually spent 40 or 41 years in the apocalypse and was 52 when he started working for the Commission. This is why in one line of this I mention that Five was 52 years old while working for the Commission. Feel free to correct me if you know something I don’t.

And the reader loves Bailey’s Hot Chocolate because I do.

Please enjoy!

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It wasn’t such a great time for you, you had been wondering around the disconcerting train station. Your husband, Five, had brought you and Lila with him by accident due to his familiar but different and uncontrollable power and the bad part is you had been standing on the platform staring at the confusing map too long to notice your husband and your sister-in-law stepping onto a train.

It had left without you. And Five’s attempt to blink off the train when he realised you weren’t going to make it on was futile.

You tried your best not to panic, this wouldn’t be like the last time Five time travelled, right? He’d be back to any minute now, all you had to do was wait, right?

Yeah well you waited hours before deciding to step onto another train, it left from the same platform so it had to take you to him, right? You’re not right very often here.

You stepped onto the train and tried your best to navigate, but honestly, nothing made sense to you here. You had a very strong feeling the train maps were created by another Five in his own made up language, you just had to hope your Five would figure it out and find you.

You had so much time on the platform to remind how you had met Five while you both worked at the Commission as partners. You were only 20 years old but well-known as the Commission’s best assassin, hence why you were partnered up. You had been trained to kill since you were a pre teen and loved it, but you loved Five more than anything else. When you met Five, he was 52 years old, making Five very wary around you and avoiding you and his feelings for you until it was too much. You both finally hooked up after 2 years of working together and clumsily but intensely flirting, you called him your hot stuff and he called you Princess, he was hot and you certainly behaved like a Princess. He brought you back to 2019 with him and you had unofficially married right before the first end of the World. Legally doing so after Allison reset the Universe and living and again working together at the CIA.

You stepped off the train slowly and cautiously, when you deemed it safe you began calling for your husband. No response and nobody was in sight. You were about to step back onto the train when you noticed your husband, well he looked like your husband, walk past the train.

You suddenly felt extreme relief and joy as you ran after him, “Five! Hot Stuff!”

He kept walking so you continued chasing him and grew furious when you realised he could definitely hear you but not stopping, “Old man! Fuckface!”

You suddenly stood in front of ‘Max’s Delicatessen’

You looked around, bewildered and confused. Five quickly made his way inside but turned to look at you first and wink. The wink unsettled you. Something so Five and usually so comforting, now ate your stomach left and it feeling uneasy. That was not your husband.

You didn’t feel completely unsafe, but more intrigued instead. So you slowly entered the Deli and looked around, maybe 50 different Fives all enjoying themselves with coffee and deli meats. A few of them looked back at you in shock and or horror. The Deli became slow and quiet.

“Oi, Hot stuff!”

A Five was gesturing for you to join him, the same one you followed. You slowly moved over to his table.

“She’s mine, boys.”

Nearly all the Fives sighed sadly and continued with themselves. You raised an eyebrow at the Five now in front of you, “I’m definitely not yours.”

“Aw, was hoping I could convince you.” He smirked, “Please sit, Hot Stuff.”

You sat down and decided to mess with him, “I knew you wasn’t him. My Daddy usually calls me Princess.”

This Five choked on his coffee and you grinned, just as another Five dressed as a waiter, delivered you a Bailey’s Hot Chocolate. You were confused how he knew what you wanted before you had even ordered but you were even more confused with how he stared at you nervously. You had only once seen fear in your husband’s eyes and you had both fought the end of the World 3 times and worked as assassins together, it terrified you to see your Five or any Five scared. Especially of you.

They both quickly collected themselves, waiter Five left the table and the Five sitting opposite you dapped his face with his napkin before looking back at you.

“Well, I could call you Princess if you prefer. But only if you call me Daddy.”

“No thanks, I’m looking for my husband.” You sighed.

“Well, if he’s not in here, I haven’t seen him. He’s likely lost… with Lila.”

You raised an eyebrow, “How do you know he’s with Lila?”

“Because he’s not the first Five to get stuck down here with a Lila and cheat on his beautiful wife.”

“Cheat? You must be mistaken, my Five and I—“

“I’m really sorry Princess, but I am definitely not mistaken. If your Five isn’t here it’s because he’s not welcome, there’s a strict no cheating on your perfect wife ever but especially not with your brother’s wife policy here. Unless the World is actively ending, then we make an exception. Any of us, would reach out to help another one of us if lost, unless we spot them with a Lila.”

You glared at him, very offended. But the longer you stared into his eyes, you could see his sadness and pain. Your gaze soften but you still didn’t believe him.

“Maybe… maybe one or two Five would do that but mine wouldn’t.”

“Look, I would never do that and I’m disgusted some versions of me would. But as soon as one of us comes here with a Lila, it happens, it’s pre determined. And getting stuck down here, it’s our punishment… at least we leave them alone as punishment.”

“I still don’t believe you.”

“I don’t expect you too. I don’t doubt you love him and that he loves you too, but… I don’t know, I don’t know why any Five would betray their wives. But none of us are perfect and some are just totally undeserving of you.”

“Where’s your me?”

“Dead. Like most of you, sadly. You don’t tend you survive on your own down here… I didn’t come with a Lila, I came here with only my wife and… after years trapped here, she didn’t see a way out so… yeah.”

He trailed off and looked down, nearly in tears. His wife killed herself. You carefully took his hand, this may not be your Five but this sure was one of him. And you were haven’t trouble disconnecting him from the feelings you still had for your husband.

He sniffed his brewing tears away and looked back at you.

“But anyways, I found this Deli afterwards. A lot of us here, wondered in one day or was found by another one of us and was brought here. One of us could get you home if you wanted but we wouldn’t want to let you go especially if your timeline is ending, which it likely is.”

You sighed and gently rubbed his hand.

“Five… if my husband doesn’t want me anymore, I’d rather… find another Five who wouldn’t betray me.”

He gave you a small smile, “Look around and take your pick, Princess.”

You looked around at all the Fives in the room, all of them just as handsome as your husband but no familiar feeling. Expect the Five currently in front of you.

“Maybe I’ll pick after finishing this.”

You picked up your now lukewarm Baileys Hot Chocolate and began gulping it down. After the day you’ve had, you needed to get drunk, hopefully it would be easy since you hadn’t eaten yet and if these amazing Bailey Hot Chocolate kept coming and you kept chugging them. Five chuckled a bit before sipping on his own coffee. You quickly waved the same waiter Five for another, he promptly brought you another as well as some of your favourite snacks.

“So is the lovely young lady staying?”

You could still hear the nervous tone in his voice but it was more friendly now. You smiled at him and nodded.

“Wonderful, let me know if you need anything else.”

“Oh I will. Get me another one of these but hold the hot chocolate this time.”

You gave him a naughty grin as you looked at him up and down and quickly smacked his ass, he blushed and hurried off to help another Five. The Five in front of you chuckled again.

“What? I can pick anyone of you, right? That makes sexual harassing Five service works ok, right?”

“You are right. That’s Brisket Five, he wrecks shit.”

“Yeah hopefully he’ll be wrecking my pussy soon.”

Five choked on his coffee again but then laughed hard.

“Are you drunk already, darling?”

“Trying to be.”

He nodded understanding why.

“Hey! Brisket Five, scotch!”

A few hours later you and your new Five were drunk as skunks. The pain of losing your husband had been forgotten, you had a new Five that already loved you and wouldn’t betray you. And if that didn’t work, you still had many choices to repair your broken heart. You didn’t know if you were going to go back to you and Five’s family but you had all the time you wanted to decide, considering time was technically stopped in train stations and Deli.

It was closing time and Brisket Five was shooing all the drunk Fives out, including you. He still blushed and stuttered around you, telling you that this Five must be a lot younger than the other. You asked and found that mentally he was only 35, he was one of the few Five’s that didn’t get stuck in an apocalypse and instead grew up with his siblings. But he wasn’t as lucky as he seemed, growing up with his siblings and never working for the Commission meant he never met his you.

You and your new Five giggled and stumbled as you stepped out of the Deli, you drunkenly shhhed Five and he shhhed you back making you both laugh loudly. The moment suddenly became serious as you gazed into each other’s eyes and eventually began kissing.

His tongue was ferocious, you could feel had touch starved he was, much like your original Five. Your tongues danced sloppy but it was so intense and intoxicating you could feel your vagina open and burn with need. You strongly considered turning around and bending over for him right where you was but he suddenly broke away.

“Shit, I forgot my jacket.”

You rolled your eyes and began peeking in through the windows for Brisket Five, nobody was in sight and the lights had been turned off, except for one around the corner of the Deli, it looked like the kitchen.

“Can you blink inside?”

Five shook his head, no.

“Well didn’t you say it would only be closed for 2 hours? Because they are trying to be 24/7?”

“My map is in it.”

You sighed and made your way to the kitchen window and knocked gently, the window was unlocked and slowly creeped open the more you pushed on it. You poked your head inside and saw no one, you sighed again about to look back at Five but you felt touch your back gently.

“Please, let me help you inside and you can get it for me?”

“Ok.”

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You agreed seeing the task as easy, you maybe drunk but you’re still a cold blooded killer, you can break into a Deli easily and grab a coat. And even if you got caught, you’re you, any Five would let you off freely.

You crawled inside and pressed both your hands on the low kitchen counter in front of you, accidentally knocking over a pan you didn’t notice. You gritted your teeth as the pan hit the floor and made a loud bang noise.

“Pull me back! Pull me back!”

Five heard your whisper yelling and began trying pull you backwards by your hips, but you was stuck and all he did was pull your jeans halfway down.

‘Fuck’, you thought. You were definitely way too drunk for this.

You heard some shuffling in another room and in stepped Brisket Five.

“Hi…”

“I already told you, we’re closed Darling.”

“I know, I’m sorry but—“

“No no no babygirl, you can’t just break in and enter. Especially not so poorly.”

He walked over to you and was now face to face with his crotch. It gets better, you could hear the Five behind you groan with need and begin pulling off your jeans and panties all the way down. Your eyes widen with shock and lust as you heard him spit into his hand and then feel him slowly enter you.

Your burning cunt accepting him easily and you gasped with excitement.

“Um, I.. I’m sorry… let me make it up.. to you..”

Brisket Five was beyond shocked with your suddenly breathy horny voice and even more shocked when you began pulling his belt, pants and boxers off. You stared into his eyes as you licked up and down his dick before taking it fully into your mouth.

He groaned as you began moving your head back and forth, just as the other Five fucked you slowly but so deeply. Your cunt tighten as you took Brisket Five down your throat and Five moaned loudly, he grabbed your hips and increased his pace.

So you increased your pace, moving your mouth up and down faster on the younger Five’s cock. He sighed in pleasure and gently put his hand into your hair and moved your head back and forth. You was Heaven, being spit roasted by two Fives’ was your ultimate wet dream. And both of being so touch starved and whipped for you meant they were more than happy to take anything you gave them.

As you slurped down one Five’s dick and got pounded by another, you decided to never fucking leave.

You felt yourself nearing your release, so you threw your hips back, forcing Five to go deeper and pound your walls harder. Brisket Five’s large cock was nearly suffocating you, just how you liked it. You sucked like your life depended on it, only feeling desperation to have all of them both. You came and whined around Brisket Five as you did so.

Seeing you orgasm and stare so intently at him as you did so made him lose it.

“Fuck!”

Brisket Five suddenly ripped his soaking dick from your throat and with all his might began pulling you through the window, Five though, held onto you as tightly as he could. You let the two Fives fight over you, too drunk and pussy whipped to do anything. Brisket Five won and he pulled into him then stood up carefully and looked out the window at Five.

“You coming in?”

Five suddenly blinked inside.

“You, you asshole…”

“Sorry Princess, I knew you’d bend over me but Brisket Five needed some action too.”

He grabbed the back of your head and pushed you onto your knees and forced his dick down your throat. You choked slightly at first but Five throat fucked you through it, ignoring the tears running down your red puffed out cheeks and burning throat.

Brisket Five stood and watched for a second while jerking himself off before deciding to get on his knees behind you and enter your pussy. He moaned loudly and eagerly began fucking you.

The two seemed desperate and hellbent on using your holes as much as they could, sexual frustration had taken them over completely and they were blood thirsty, well in this case pussy thirsty.

After what felt like an eternity of being on your knees begging for more, Brisket Five cried as he came inside you. You came again at the same time. Five took slightly longer to enjoy your mouth but eventually pulled out and came onto your face. You moaned as he did so, relieved from your second orgasm and the ability to breathe again. His hot wet semen spoiled your face and you smiled up at him.

The Fives looked down at their work proudly. Brisket Five helped you slowly to your feet and you moaned again quickly as you felt his cum drip out of you, you began shamelessly scooping it up in your hands and licking it off your fingers and licking at the corners of your mouth for Five’s cum.

Brisket Five’s face flushed and he stuttered out, “I’ll get you a towel.”

He scurried off, almost tripping as he tried to fix his trousers as he walked.

You smiled and looked at Five, who was also fixing his trousers, he noticed you looking at him and he suddenly kissed you deeply. Your holes felt so used and your heart felt so loved and in love.

Yeah, you was never leaving.

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PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT PART TWO AND ANY SUGGESTIONS FOR IT, I HAVE AN IDEA BUT NEED MOTIVATION TO WRITE IT

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reblog or comment if you want to read a five x reader x five smut inspired by the diner fives from s4 i wrote, if i get more than 5 people I’ll post it soon and tag everyone who asked

Edit 07/02/2025: It’s here

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Five And Lila Season 4

I really needed to get this off my chest. Over the last month or two I’ve thought a lot about this ship and why it was included in the last season. I really didn’t like the first time I watched, it feel rushed and uncomfortable.

But I’ve been growing to actually like the ship.

People will definitely disagree with me, but since the beginning when Lila was introduced in Season 2, I did see more for Lila and Five in a relationship rather than Lila and Diego. I never completely loved Lila and Diego but I felt like the writer really wanted Diego to have a consistent love interest at that time and having Lila and Diego in the mental hospital was the best way to introduce Lila to the Umbrellas.

But because they went that way, it makes Lila’s and Five’s romance extremely forbidden and the fans would obviously hate the ship. It also doesn’t help that when the actors, Ritu Aruya (Lila) and Aidan Gallagher (Five) first met, Aidan was underage. It must of been very weird for Ritu to act out a romance with someone she saw as a child just 4 years ago. It also the opposite in the show, with Five being mentally 70 years old and Lila only 36 years old. The age gap is weird both ways. Because of this, I really don’t know if they should have perused this plot.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t see the potential and the beginning of their romance makes complete sense to me. Being stuck in time together and being stuck for at least 6 years because they act on their feelings for each other. They already had the potential and matched personality wise, now they are forced to rely on each other and spend all their time together. Of course it became romantic between them.

I think the reason why I like the romance compared to others is because I can detach Diego from the situation, which might not be a good thing, but it’s because I always saw more potential in Lila and Five than Lila and Diego. Lila and Five are such similar people, they were both trained to kill and are traumatised in such a similar way. They both have impulsive tendencies and lack of sanity, Diego never really matched Lila’s energy. And another reason I like this romance more than others is because I love forbidden romances. While most fans loved Lila and Diego and they hate forbidden romances which is why they hate this ship. But honestly, y’all should have seen this coming this show loves forbidden romance just look at Allison and Luther being introduced in the first season (and is comic book accurate) and then Luther and Sloane. It’s obvious the writers never had an issue with making the fans uncomfortable with certain romances.

But I do have a strange reason for not completing liking this ship myself (other than this, I like it a lot), obviously other than the cheating on Diego part but I was really hoping to see a more fleshed out relationship between Five and Delores, I’ve been wanting this since season one and feel robbed of it. But I can kinda forgive it because if Five was lucky enough to get stuck in the apocalypse with another ‘real’ person, Lila was the best person…. Although I think they should have created a whole new character for this plot line, ideally Dolores or someone that reminds Five of Dolores.

I think liking and also hating the ship are both valid opinions and the writers should have known the fans would be very likely to react negatively.

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I need more people in my life who are head over heels for Hanta Sero like I am 🥺🥰

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Insatiable Needs

Pairing: Estefania x Fem! Reader.

Summary: When Steve is unable to fulfil Estefania’s insatiable needs, he calls a friend.

Warnings: Smut, Girl on Girl, Extreme libidos (both Estefania and reader), Marathron sex, Multiple orgasms, Oral sex (fem receiving), Face fucking, Hair pulling, Cum eating, Fingering, Pussy fisting, Cum, Strap-On, I call the reader a filthy animal and a whore, Reader and Estefania don’t speak the same language so can’t communicate (dub-con?).

Writing Time: 3 hours (with breaks).

Word Count: 550.

Format: Kinktober Imagine, Day 15.

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I wrote this at work. I’m fucking crazy. This might be my filthiest work yet. I’ll kill for Esty to sit on my face.

Imagine being the only one able to barely satisfy and keep up with Estefania’s needs.

Steve had called you in the middle of the night, clearly out of breathe and tired and irritated. You could hear his new wife, who you had yet to meet, screaming in the background. You was unable to understand what she was saying as you didn’t speak Portuguese.

He begged you come to his immediately and you did.

Totally shocked to lay eyes on the most beautiful Brazilian woman you had ever seen. Despite screaming aggressive in a language you couldn’t understand, she was still beyond attractive.

Steve grabbed your shoulders and… begged you to fuck his wife. You blinked widely in shock and then laughed. You thought it was a bad joke.

But Steve was dead serious. He explained that his new wife from Brazil had an insane libido and that he couldn’t keep up, and also that Estefania wouldn’t stop yelling at him until she came for the 5th time.

You was a little offended that Steve had called you for this, clearly assuming you had a high sex drive also, instead of calling a sex worker.

But to be fair, Steve knew you a bit of whore especially for drop dead gorgeous women. He had known you a long time and knew of your sex desires, you had shared them to him in confidence because friends talk about sex.

You couldn’t past up on this offer. So it wasn’t long before you was head first and fist deep inside of his wife.

Estefania giggled and cried as you finally gave her the orgasm she so desperately needed.

“Oh Baby.. oh Baby!!”

Her sweet cries filled the room and your cunt soak the fabric covering them. You was dry humping the carpet like crazy, you filthy animal.

You continued lapping fisting at her pussy like a mad woman. Once she came again, she needed no time to recover. She ripped you up by the hair and threw you on the bed next to her.

Estefania pulled a strap-on from under the bed and once it was on, she fucked you into oblivion.

Did she ask? No but you didn’t care. You was loving it too much and taking it so well, whore.

You came after only two thrusts but like Esty, you needed no recovery time. And was throwing your hips against her, begging for more.

Esty happily obliged and continued fucking your dirty pussy. You cried and screamed into the pillows, turning around and making eye contact with the Brazilian beauty, making Estefania cum screaming into her strap-on. Her 7th orgasm of the night.

And you two were far from done.

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I’m very curious about the ages of my followers, it would be great if everyone could let me know!

To be clear, I am 19 and my page is 18+ but I fully accept there is no real way to enforce this and kids are using Tumblr. I mean, I did make this page when I was 13

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I meant to post this months ago I don’t know why I found it today in my drafts 😑

The Platform Is A Strange Uncomfortable Movie

I usually love psychological thrillers, I love gore and trying to mentally dissect characters. This is why my boyfriend begged me to watch the first one with him in June 2024.

It was a painful for very impactful movie. It made me feel sick (like it intents to) to force me to think about what it meant and honestly I didn’t like it for a second. I love gore in horror because I physically can’t see it as real, most of the time I feel nothing for the characters or feel although they deserve whatever bad thing about happened to them.

I can’t do that in the Platform because the main characters of the first and second movie don’t deserve to be there, they are simply traumatised people looking for a way out. The reason for choosing to be in prison are heartbreaking but understanding when you understand their trauma. It feels like they are punished for being traumatised at times which is extremely painful but so realistic.

Anyway, I really enjoyed the first but was hesitant to think about it because it made me uncomfortable. I did so anyway and I really believe something like the Platform could happen or might even do already just in most realistic places. Which is terrifying to me. The worst part is I know for a fact that if I was in there, I would easily choose survival over what I believe in. And would likely die from going insane, fighting someone for food and be murdered. Or I would kill myself before I lost all my sanity.

I wouldn’t be strong enough to individually fight the system and for what I believe in.

I really didn’t want to come back to this series, I was already traumatised by the first one, I nearly lost it when my boyfriend told me last month that there was a second movie. We watched it together last night and I realised a few minutes in that this one was going to be more impactful that the first, just in a different way.

I felt more for the characters this movie, more of their pain. And wondered why I didn’t consider the very real possibility how political the Pit can get and the possibility of someone ‘rising up’ being seen as the Messiah in the Pit.

Like the first movie’s protagonist, Perepuan (second movie’s protagonist), morally doesn’t deserve to be there. She surrenders herself because of guilt she feels about her ex boyfriend’s child’s accidental death. I wonder why the viewers here are set up to immediately feel sympathy for Perepuan before the movie even really starts.

She fights like Hell until the very end to survive and to make a point against the rules and system in the Pit. And why she is successful at making that point to many people, she still dies anyway and her movement wasn’t impactful enough to change how everyone behaviours in the Pit. Her main goal is the forgive herself over her stepson’s death and yes she is successful but it didn’t do anything.

I felt more uncomfortable watching this movie than the first but I think it’s because they were more political and gory here.

I felt numb after Sahabat’s death, I don’t think there’s any worst way to go how than how she did. And she was punished for following the rules. It was a great way to establish that this Messiah is BS, he looks for any which reason to kill people and his people follow him out of fear.

Maybe another the reason why Sahabat’s death messed with me more than the others is because I actually immediately thought of rape. Considering people 1-4 floors below 72 level are still getting some but little food, I doubt most of them have become cannibals yet. There are only two possible ways for her to die here. One, people below MIGHT of untied her and helped her (the most unlikely). Two, if the people immediately below didn’t untie her and help her out of fear of the Messiah, they likely just left there. Or three, some of them might of even raped her while the platform was on their level.

And then eventually she would of made it to the cannibals.

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Happy fucking new years everyone

I don’t care this is late because I have some great reasons, that I’m sure you’ll love hear.

I found out my soulmate, the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with was cheating with his ex the whole time and I found out when he told me on Christmas Day I was no longer welcome at his parents and he’d be spending Christmas at his parents house with his ex. Also his Mum thinks I’m ugly (I can’t tell you enough, how fucking ugly his ex is and that his Mum is racist, she finds me unattractive because I’m the only non-white girl she’s ever spoken to for more than 4 minutes). This all made me homeless again even though I’ve been paying off his mortgage.

And New Years I got fired because I literally wouldn’t suck my boss’s dick. He offered to help find me somewhere to live and make my position permanent if I did so.

But I found a place to live between Christmas and New Years and moved in ON NEW YEARS, meaning I can’t afford my next month’s rent or literally anything else right now. I’ve spend the first few days of January looking for jobs, doing some odd stuff online for food money and crying.

I also tried to end it all on Christmas after my ex left me but survived and just kept going while ODing, my family didn’t seem to notice even though I was puking my guts the whole time and I told them absolutely nothing because they are completely untrustworthy. I’m functional but I think I really need a doctor because my stomach is definitely ruined.

Hopefully someone out there had a worst Christmas/New Years. Happy fucking new year.

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I have been waiting for Terrifier 3 for years as a long time fan but I’ve been unfortunate not be able to see it in theatres again.

The first two movies I didn’t see in theatres because I live in the UK (and it only played in the US until the third movie), and now the third one I’ve missed because I have the most dog shit work schedule ever. I work 11pm to 3pm 5 days a week and have only recently had energy outside of these hours.

Anyone know where I can watch Terrifier 3 in London? I’ve seen one or two screenings in Manchester and one in London but on while I’m working.

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Tommy in juvy for the past x amount of time before Billy summons him at the witches road

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Billy is gonna find Tommy in Thomas Shepherd’s body and Tommy’s gonna be like “what do you MEAN the closest dead body to you was a twink with loving parents and health insurance? I had to go three towns over and mine is a delinquent son of divorce!”

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Why wasn’t you in the writer’s room? 😭

“i felt that five had to have a love story” okay steve !! fine. i’ll humour you. picture this : lila and five in the subway. they’re travelling to different timelines, loosing hope, trying to find a way home. then they get to a timeline and five sees dolores. but she’s a human, not a mannequin. he falls for her. loves her. wants to stay with her in her timeline. and that’s why lila has to force him to come home. she has kids, a husband, a life. five wants to stay with dolores more than anything. but he goes home, back to his timeline, because he knows he has to save his family. because he loves them more.

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Anyone questioning how Billy’s soul was strong enough to reincarnate himself and his brother if he was ‘created’ with Wanda’s magic,

“Every mother creates her child with magic”

It the same explanation for Nicholas Scratch’s existence. He wasn’t conceived with sex or Agatha’s magic, he was created with Death’s magic and Agatha was the one forced to bear him. She grew to love him like a natural mother would but he was always destined to die, so in summary Death traumatised Agatha on purpose and seems to feel somewhat guilty now about it therefore gives Agatha ‘special treatment’. It’s implied she chose Agatha to bear her child because she was already in love with her and because Agatha is a powerful witch (ideal choice for someone looking to have child).