#// SORRY THE CONCEPT SIMPLY HAD ME IN A CHOKEHOLD.

[moldcursed]

@deathlace

“ you’re trying to make me do this. ”

the words are angry, yet in actuality, ethan doesn’t feel anything except a sense of something akin to denial. bitterness. and sure, maybe, there is a little bit of sadness and anger. a mixed bag of feelings, all rolled up into one blond package. it never gets easier — his emotions always seem heightened after everything that happened, and ethan still isn’t sure how to deal with it.

karl, on the other hand … he seems to frown upon ethan’s attempts to keep everything tucked down. he’s said as much before, but now, with the two of them sparring in the backyard, ethan realizes what he’s doing. there’s a reason heisenberg is hitting just a little harder, swinging just a little faster, running his mouth just a little more : he wants ethan angry. he wants him worked up, wants the adrenaline to course through his veins. he wants the black decay that’s steadily creeping its way along the grass to keep growing. it’s an attempt to trick ethan into owning up to the abilities he possesses.

ethan wants to hate him for it, but god knows he can’t. the intentions are good, regardless of how ethan feels about it.

still, he takes a step back from the iron lord. he shoves his hands down in the pockets of his hoodie, blue eyes flickering away from the man in front of him and towards the mold he’d inadvertently created, growing along the ground. it reminds him uncomfortably of the baker house, the way it had crept along everything on the property. he won’t be like that. he can’t. there is too much risk involved with all of this shit.

��� stop it, ” ethan finally says, and this time, the bitterness in his tone is accompanied by an angered expression. “ karl, this is dangerous. you know that. ”

[olsenmyolsen]

Hi lovely!! To answer your question about what I’d like to see in the future, first of all I just want to say that I am so so deeply glad you’ve started writing and sharing your work with us, I just think you are so so so good at writing and extremely original with each concept you come up with!! I get SO excited every time I see you’ve posted something!! Personally, my favorite fics to read are female reader with either Wanda or Natasha, or with wandanat. Hands down my most favorite fic you’ve written and that I find myself thinking about frequently is, ‘you have me for the night,’ like it is seriously mindblowingly amazing as a concept and the way you executed it!😍

My other favorites you have so kindly created and shared with us to enjoy include ‘ups and downs,’ I just can’t get over how fantastic your writing is and how funny and enthralling this story is. ‘Taste,’ simply had me in a chokehold with how hot it was and all the pining and sexual tension! Your vampire reader stories and ‘inspiration,’ are also some of my personal favorites from you.

I think I personally really like stories that have some pining and build up which you write soooo deliciously well.

I would also eat it up if you ever had any interest in a female reader and Wanda or wandanat fic with reader being a new avenger and a werewolf who discovers that Wanda (or wandanat) is her mate when she joins the team. Maybe Wanda (or wandanat) even doesn’t like reader much or doesn’t trust her when she joins so it’s like an enemies to lovers, lots of pining kind of situation.

To whoever requested this mooooonths ago, I am so so so so sorry it took me this long to complete it. I honestly started and deleted writing it like five different times. I just couldn't find the right plot in my head. But hopefully, you enjoy this <3 And I truly apologize if you're upset with some liberties I took and changed.

After Midnight

master list . maroon master list . dark master list

Yes loosely based on the Chappell Roan song :)

Monster AU (Female Werewolf Reader X Monster Hunters WandaNat)

Summary: For some time now, Wanda has had visions of you. She doesn't know who you are, but when her senses lead her and her girlfriend, Natasha Romanoff, to a club, they end up learning more about the world than they thought they knew.

Word Count: 2.6K

Content: Crowded Places, Monsters, References to Sex, Teeth, Biting, Lust

You danced in a dress that you wanted forever with red lipstick painted on your lips.

The poppy music swirled around you and through the club, as you drank and made quick friends with girls you knew wouldn't remember your name the next day.

Only the fact that your teeth sunk into their neck.

And the cry of pleasure that followed.

Regardless, with a smile, you danced and drank (as if you could even get drunk) and waited for the woman you had been dreaming of for the last few months.

A woman you knew belonged to you.

A woman who, like you, had been dreaming of someone she felt connected to.

You.

"Wanda, are you sure this is it?" Natasha Romanoff asked of her partner Wanda Maximoff as they arrived outside the club The Full Moon.

To say Natasha was annoyed would be an understatement. Her girlfriend Wanda had been having these dreams of an ethereal animalistic woman for months.

Wanda was open and honest about what she would see. Natasha almost wishes she wasn't.

Almost.

And yes, Natasha knew what she was experiencing was jealousy, but when her girlfriend says she "feels a connection" to this mysterious person, how else was she supposed to feel?

So, as the two of them entered the club, they both had their sights set on finding you. Whoever you were.

The second the pair of Monster Hunters enter the club, the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Your sense going off. Yet, through the bodies of people in the club, you can't locate them as quickly.

Especially in your human form.

With a sigh, you give your empty glass to a hammered girl with big boobs and glasses as you leave the dance floor.

You hope to find the two monster hunters faster this way.

However, across the club, as the rainbow lights bounce off everything around Wanda and Natasha, they also sense something is off. Wanda gives Natasha a quizzical look after they order their drinks.

A purple cocktail for Wanda and a beer for Natasha.

"You sense it?" Wanda asks. Natasha nods as her eyes are already scanning what she can see. "A monster on this side of town? This late into the month? I don't know." Natasha replied to Wanda, who picked up her cocktail seconds after it was delivered.

Wanda also looks around the spacious room. "See anything?" She asks Natasha, who shakes her head. The two of them are experts in their field. They should be able to snuff out who or what is breaking the laws set before them, but they can't.

On top of that, they're off the clock.

Natasha turns back to the bar and takes a sip of her beer. Wanda looks at her girlfriend. "Let's just focus back on finding this mysterious person and figure out why I'm drawn to them."

Once again, that option isn't as thrilling to Natasha, but she follows along. She loves Wanda and knows how much this means to her. "Okay." She says, grabbing Wanda's hand and following her to the dance floor.

You move from your sat postion at a table far too close to a speaker as you watch the way a redhead follows another woman hand in hand into the crowd of drunks on the lit-up floor.

"Gotcha." You whisper spotting the off the clock Monster Hunters silhouetted in black. You smile, knowing you like to have fun with these people regardless, but it is far too late into the night for them to do anything.

After Midnight.

In the middle of a sea of people, Natasha and Wanda slowly start to lose themselves to the indie pop hits of today, but just as Wanda goes to finish off her cocktail, she gasps. Natasha immediately notices and comes to her side. "What is it?"

A vision plays out in Wanda's head—a vision you also see.

You smirk as the vision dissapears in your mind. You finally figured out what these visions mean.

"What is it?" Natasha asks as Wansa looks up and around the place. "She's here." Natasha looks as well but stops when Wanda gestures towards you, making your way through the crowd.

Natasha freezes as she looks over you. You're, of course, gorgeous (something maybe Wanda didn't fully explain), and you're wearing a red dress that hugs your curves beautifully.

Natasha looks from you to Wanda, whose mouth is slightly apart, in awe. "It's you," Wanda says, making you tilt your head with a smirk.

"Aside from my visions... Where do I know her from?" You question yourself before you stand in front of the pretty pair of faces looking at you. "Hi!" You say it with a sultry tone, making Natasha blatantly roll her eyes. Something you find amusing. Something Wanda ignores as she brings her body closer to you. "Hi." She says it with a soft, almost too-quiet tone.

"So you're from my vision." You cut to the chase as you bring your body closer to the brunette. Ignoring the glares from the redhead. "And you're from mine," Wanda replies.

Natasha huffs as she interrupts the eye fucking going on. "Okay. Yes. You have dreams about one another. What does that mean?" Natasha not so subtly moves in between you and the brunette. You look from the girl with the soft expression to the one with raging red hair. "And you are?" You say, biting back a smirk.

Natasha hates your attitude, forcing herself to narrow her eyes. She thinks you're lucky she's using all her strength not to fight you right now. "I'm Natasha Romanoff. I'm this one girlfriend." She says, pointing back to the brunette.

You smile. "Girlfriend?" You ask, questioning the other woman, who nods. "I'm Wanda. Wanda Maximoff." She extends her hand and raises her voice above the club music. You gingerly take her hand and shake it. The action sends a jolt of electricity through the two of you. Making you smile even wider.

"What?" Natasha asks as she sees the look on your face.

"It's just you two don't know why you've been having these visions, do you?" Each person shakes their head at you. "Well... there's no easy way to say this." You look around. Maybe the middle of the dance floor isn't the best place. "Follow me." You say to them, not caring if Natasha wants to follow or not.

You knew Wanda would.

You paid off the bouncer to the VIP area and closed the door to a private room. "Oh, come on." Natasha groans, seeing the bed in the middle of the room. "I didn't know The Full Moon was this kind of place." Wanda quietly held in a laugh as her girlfriend squeezes her hand. Annoyed. "It's not like that, I promise." You say, gesturing between you and Natasha, ignoring the comment about the bed as you move in front of the girlfriends.

It was just there for people to have a good time consensually.

As you look from one face to the other, it clicks for you.

However, just to be sure, you lightly sniff the air in the room, and your senses instantly alert you to the presence of two Monster Hunters.

The ones in front of you. 

You can't help but shake your head and smirk.

Of course.

"You two don't seem to know much about this place." You say to Natasha mainly. She rolls her eyes again. "Look, just tell us the real reason we're here." You put your hands up in a fake surrender and walk over the bed. Sitting down on it before moving back ever so slightly. Your covered breasts and long tan legs perfectly make Wanda want more.

"Wanda is my mate." You come right out and say it, knowing it would throw the two of them for a loop.

Also laughing knowing that they're Monster Hunters. They weren't supposed to be able to mate with said Monsters.

Wanda stares at you wide-eyed as if she can't believe what she just heard. Even if it was the truth and not that far from unbelievable.

She has witches blood in her after all.

Natasha, on the other hand, can't fathom it. She laughs like it's a big prank and steps closer to you. "Mate? Yeah right. Okay. Quit messing around around. Tell us the real reason."

You squint your eyes at Natasha and lie down on the bed. Sighing. "That is the real reason." Natasha opens and closes her mouth before stumbling to say: "Only Monsters can have mates." Natasha looks at you and slowly backs up. Grabbing a stunned Wanda, the two of them move away from the bed. "If it's true, then you're a Monster. That's why we sensed something. It was you!"

You lift your head up slightly. "First correction. Monsters aren't the only ones who can have mates. And secondly, do I look like a monster to you?"

"I th-"

"I was asking Wanda." Natasha closes her mouth and looks at her girlfriend. Her gaze on the person on the bed. You. "I.. I don't think you look like a Monster."

"Wanda!" Natasha says, unable to believe what Wanda was saying. Or trying to say. "I'm a beauty, Nat. What can I say." You smirk before looking at Natasha and winking. 

Even before tonight, she was having trouble coming up with reasons to be here, but now she's really struggling.

Natasha looks from Wanda to you once more. "What are you?"

"Wanda's mate. Now I don't know-"

"What are you really!?" Natasha asks, not wanting to hear any more about you and HER girlfriend. "Tasha." Wanda quietly says as she pulls on Nat's hand.

Wanda understands Natasha's frustrations and anger, but to Wanda, you were attractive, and Wanda did want to know more. Being rude wasn't going to solve anything.

You slowly pull yourself up and off the bed. Standing several feet away from the two. "I'm a Werewolf." You say, a tad quieter than you had been all night.

Something Natasha and Wanda picked up on.

"How do we know you're not lying?" Natasha asks, looking for more answers. "Aren't the visions enough?" You reply, almost annoyed. Natasha shakes her head. "Prove what you are."

You roll your eyes and take steps closer to Wanda and Natasha. Neither woman moving away. They're intrigued. You lift your upper lip up so the Monster Hunters can see a large canine tooth form before going away.

"The closer it gets to a full moon, the harder it becomes to control my human form."

Silence rests between everyone.

"Funny name for a bar then, no?" Wanda breaks the tension with a joke that makes you laugh. A sound Wanda giggles at.

Natasha squeezes Wanda's hand and does her best not to smile as she looks at you. "So now what?"

"Well, you're not taking me in. I'll tell you that." You look from the green shimmer in Wanda's eyes. "We won't," Wanda says without missing a beat.

Natasha sighs. "We weren't going to anyways. It's after hours and... and now the situation's complicated."

Truthfully, Natasha didn't care if she saw you ever again. But the more Wanda hung around you, the harder it was to pull her back.

"You know..." Natasha speaks up. "We came here tonight with one goal in mind. To see who Wanda was sharing visions with. But now that she's supposedly your mate and all that... What happens?" Natasha swallows and looks from Wanda to you and back. "Because I'm not losing Wanda to you. Not tonight." Natasha shakes her head as her eyes sting. But she sniffles and holds back the tears.

The thought of Wanda not being with her is eating away at her.

"You don't have to lose Wanda." You smirked as you brought your body closer and closer to Wanda. Her soft eyes going from her girlfriend to you.

She doesn't want to lose Natasha either.

"You know..." You lift your hand, making Natasha step forward, but she stops when she sees you push some hair from Wanda's face. "Us Monsters or Werewolf's aren't like Seahorses." Wanda tilts her head as she lays your hand on her cheek, bringing your eyes to Natasha. "Mating doesn't end with one person. It's normal and what usually happens, but... it doesn't have to be."

You bring your gaze back to Wanda as she looks from you to Natasha. Both of them understand your words. "You wouldn't lose her, Natasha."

You're honest and surprisingly caring. At least that's what Natasha thinks of you now.

"What are you doing now?" Natasha asks as you lean forward and look at Wanda's skin—especially the beautiful place on her neck.

Wanda can sense what you're thinking. "She wants to bite me." Natasha widens her eyes and goes to push you away, but you quickly grab her arm and twist it.

Your true strength coming through.

"I'm trying to be a good, good girl." You let go of Natasha, making her huff and stand in between you and Wanda. "I'm sorry I just love a little drama."

"We should get going," Natasha speaks to you as her eyes never leave yours. Yet she doesn't move. The second she gives you makes your mouth work faster than your brain. "I'm feeling kinda freaky." You raise a playful eyebrow. "Maybe it's the moonlight. Maybe it's something else. The club lights?" You shrug and step closer to Natasha.

Wanda watches as your eyes travel to Nat's smooth skin.

"I kinda wanna kiss your girlfriend, if you don't mind."

Natasha opens her mouth to argue, but Wanda stops her. "She's not talking to you," Wanda says as Nat looks back at you, wearing a widening grin. "M-me?" Natasha asks you.

And since walking into the club, the chip on Natasha's shoulder melts away. Wanda walks up behind her girlfriend, wraps her arms around her, and kisses her cheek. "We could never lose each other."

Yet Natasha still can't process what you're asking.

You nod as she stares at you. "You, Natasha." Wanda brings her lips up to Natasha's ears. "It's okay." You nod as your ears pick up Wanda's words. "And then Wanda."

"And then Wanda-" Natasha gets cut off as you invade her space and take her face in your hands. Your callous fingers move down Natasha's cheek as your aggressive kiss slows into one of passion.

This is what I wanted. This is what I like.

When you pull away, your lips are darker. Natasha stands stunned before bringing her fingers to her lips. Touching where you just were. "Yo-you just kissed me.?" She speaks, making you blush. "We can do more than that." You offer with a laugh.

Wanda, with her eyes dark, can read your mind as your kiss with Natasha opens up the connection between the three of you.

She knows you're not joking about the offer.

"Wanda..." Natasha turned her attention to Wanda as her girlfriend looked over her fondly. Lovingly. Natasha can see Wanda isn't upset by what just happened. Making Natasha's brain scramble for an answer.

A solution to the chaos of tonight.

"It'll be okay." Wanda steps forward and gives a quick peck. She can even taste you on Nat's pretty pink lips.

"B-but now... now what?" Natasha asks as she can't even think. You make your presence known again as you gently bring your hands to Natasha's. "We belong together. We make it real. I want to make this real." Natasha watches you for a moment in silence before your hands leave hers and grab Wanda's hair.

Moving it over her shoulder.

Exposing her neck.

This wasn't right.

And yet. Natasha can't help but move closer. Her mind being made up with each step. Natasha holds Wanda as you open your mouth.

However, it wasn't until the three of you were in the middle of the dance floor once again that you put your canine teeth in the side of her neck.

A scream of pleasure left her, and after midnight, that night, the three of you became more.

dividers by @/benkeibear

[leggerefiore]

(Please ignore/delete this if requests are closed or if you find this request stupid, lol)

Any ideas/headcanons on how you think Lear (from Pokémon Masters EX) would be like if he was self-aware/sentient?

You think he'd get jealous/frustrated if the player paid more attention to other characters (especially in the Trainer Lodge where the player raise other characters friendship meters instead of his, oof)

Sorry to bother you with this, but Lear just has me in a chokehold now (alongside a few others - mainly Emmet and Ingo 🧍) not gonna lie🚶

cw: self aware/ddlc au, slight jealousy

👑Lear💎

🪙 Of course, he would be self-aware. Pasio is his island — He is the owner of Pasio. Really, the idea that you were seemingly unaware of that fact drove him mad. Even if the initial revelation was a bit maddening and terrifying. Seriously… The idea that he was some metaphysical concept trapped in a place that would never change alone was sincerely something he would never wish to deal with. Rachel and Sawyer were nothing more than code. It was something truly heartbreaking and cruel. Yet, in all his torment and pain, he noticed there was another consciously aware. That hatted person predetermined to be his rival— Well, not them in the game, but the person manning them. The world unavailable to him – the world that created him. Not that he cared. Pasio was his, after all.

🪙 Though, he desperately desired companionship. Real companionship. It was desperately lonely even if everything was truly under his control. He truly had become a king in a sense, but in exchange, he lost everything else. Pasio was completely under his dominion. Anything and everything could be manipulated by him. He could increase their rates in the gacha part or give them extravagant gifts to lure them back in more and more frequently. Their attention on him was a precious thing that he desired chiefly, among other things. Yet, you were simply unreachable. And he was terrified of shattering the illusion of it just being a game to you. What if you deleted the app? What would become of him? These thoughts left him petrified.

🪙 Though, he would allow himself small indulgences of speaking with you. Nothing in a standout way, but something to make it feel more personal. He slowly grew more and more fascinated by your reactions to things. New events, new characters, new outfits. Endlessly, he wanted to make you happier and happier. Yet, he knew he could never go too far. It was maddening resistance of his usual indulgence. Lear felt so desperate in spite of it all. Slowly, he felt his comprehension of code grow out from just the app that should contain him. The exploration of the device he was on led to information becoming clear to him. You seemed to have quite the infatuation with him, leading to him feeling quite flustered, and you likely would not mind if he showed himself as he was.

🪙 Which led to him revealing himself during your morning greeting from him. It usually had been him, after all. His smug grin was on his face as he greeted you by your real name. His gaze behind those shades was firmly on you as he waited for your reaction. You seemed unsettled at first, but he soon went into explaining everything. Eventually, you did seem to calm down. A conversation followed, which finally broke him free of the endless conversations with other code without the consciousness he had been granted.

🪙 Though, Lear was a demanding man. Talking soon proved not to be enough. Even if you lavished him with attention that he so craved, he could only watch your focus shift back to the actual game sometimes. He should have been happy you simply enjoyed Pasio so much, yet his panic when you seemed far too happy at other characters stung him. You would even talk to him, though they could not respond back. Even simply spending time with them in the lodge and calling them dates jokingly was enough to drive him a little mad.

🪙 Somehow, some way, he figures a way to pull you into this digital reality with him – He had no real interest in heading to the world you lived in. Enough conversations with you about it had fully turned him away. Instead, he wished to bring you into Pasio. Your initial confusion wore off as he approached you and caught your chin in his hand. His heart raced as he could finally physically touch and hold you. Your eyes were big with confusion. “Welcome to Pasio,” he smirked, “… I've been waiting for you for some time now.” He would make certain to give you such a joyous experience that you would never wish to leave him or Pasio. Naturally, too, he had already decided that you two were to love each other as well.

Finally, the prince felt contented.

[animeomegas]

I saw the topic open for all fandoms and I HAD to drop this request by! Jealous Asra is simply beautiful! We all know that Asra is a temptress in his own right. The smirk! And the eyes! Lord help my soul, this magical omega has me on a chokehold and it shows!

Imagine Asra and the apprentice walking down to the market to get some bread, as usual, and this random omega comes by claiming to be their ex from before the plague or something. Of course, the Apprentice doesn't remember and doesn't really care BUT Asra does. He remembers. Maybe the ex wasn't the best or maybe they just weren't to right fit for Asra's mate in the end but regardless, the apprentice and the ex broke up a long time ago.

The ex might still have feelings or maybe they're a Gold digger, hearing about the apprentice's friendship with the most powerful people in the city. They're trying to get the apprentice to remember them, not knowing how dangerous it can be for the apprentice to remember anything. Asra simply cannot allow that danger nor can he allow this omega to rub up on his mate.

Asra trusts his mate, obviously, and knows that they have no feelings for this omega but that doesn't mean he doesn't get jealous and since he knows how whipped his alpha is for him, he uses it to show this omega just who's better (and to redirect his mate's attention to keep them alive). I love the concept because we all know how petty and mischievous Asra can be.

Especially if Asra says something along the lines of "sharing a heart" which make me feel like such a sap but the fact that Asra and his mate share half a heart shows just how loving Asra is. He literally gave up half of his own heart, not knowing if the apprentice would even love him when they came back to life. I love Asra so much. Hands down, best romance in the game. Sorry Julian, love you, but Asra will always have my heart.

Omg, this is such an amazing idea!! I have such a soft spot for Asra too. I keep imagining the time where he lost the MC and the lengths he went to bring them back

Okay here are my thoughts:

So, at first Asra is a little jealous but not too worried to run into your old ex like that.

He knows that his jealousy is irrational, so he ignores it.

At first.

But the second this ex finds out about the fact that you don't have memories anymore, they start trying to reminisce about romantic moments from your past with you.

Not only does Asra's jealousy spike much higher, he's also very aware of how dangerous it is for people to try and get you to remember things.

He gets angry at this ex of yours even though logically he knows that they don't understand the danger of what they're doing.

And Asra gets a little panicked, because he has to get you away from him, but he doesn't want to come across as jealous and controlling and have you get mad at him or something.

So he does something that he feel guilty about doing, but he does it anyway.

He pretends to leave you alone to chat to go and look at a nearby stall, where he deliberately steps awkwardly on a rock ad allows himself to fall to the floor with a yelp.

"Asra!"

Immediately, your attention is on him, and not this other omega.

"I-I'm okay, I'm okay," he sends you a fake brave smile and gingerly tries to stand, hissing in fake pain when he tries to put weight on that ankle.

He hates himself for being so manipulative, but he didn't have any other ideas.

"You're obviously not okay," you disagreed, taking his bag and throwing it over your shoulder before wrapping an arm around his waist to hold him steady.

"Sorry," you said to your ex. "It was nice talking to you but I need to get my mate home to look at his ankle."

"It's okay, I understand," they said easily. "I hope to see you around some other time."

"Come on, darling, I'll carry you home, okay, don't worry about anything."

Asra felt guilty, but that guilt was buried beneath how good it felt to have you dote and care on him above all else.

"Okay, alpha," he whispered into your neck, enjoying the way he could feel goosebumps rise where his lips were.

"Does your ankle hurt a lot?" you asked, starting the journey home with you in his arms.

"I'm alright," Asra said, nuzzling your neck. "Don't worry about me."

"I always worry about you," you said earnestly. "You're my everything."

"And you're mine," Asra said, nothing but truth in his words now. "Without you, I'm nothing."

[buryymeinblack]

I see your ask for the music game and I raise you: mcr, FTWWW, and black parade >:]

EEEEEEE THANK U FOR THE ASK EVE im sorry it took me a minute to answer !!! i wanted to think hard about my answer but have been busy cramming for a d&d one-shot im dm-ing lol

MCR

Do I know them already?: YES | no

if i didn’t know mcr i would probably be on instagram instead of tumblr. i would probably also still think i’m cisgender. o_o

Favorite Song: oooh lord. Oh that one is so difficult. can i pick two. i’m gonna pick two. boy division, simply because it fucks too good, and helena, for reasons listed below

Least Favorite Song: this is harder than picking a favorite. if you held a gun to my head i’d say tomorrow’s money.

Favorite Album: i love all of them so much and i love all of them for different reasons so it’s super hard to pick a concrete favorite. but also it’s three cheers for sweet revenge. i hold it so close to my heart

Least Favorite Album: this is torture to me but i guess. i GUESS conventional weapons, if that counts

Song that got me into them: when i was about 9 or 10, i was in the car to go to my grandparents’ house, my dad’s playlist shuffled to teenagers. he pointed out the chorus was grammatically incorrect. BUT that was just the first time i’d ever heard mcr, i never thought to look more into it. the song that sparked some kind of emo awakening was helena. when i was 12 years old my mom told me to watch the music video and said i would “appreciate how artistic it is.” and then my gender was transed and my music taste changed forever. helena is still one of my favorite songs of all time it means so much like .. Sentimentally

Seen Live?: YES in cincinnati!!!! i got to go with my parents and two of my best friends in the whole world and it was so awesome and fun. it was genuinely the best day of my life and i’d fight wars just to experience it again

Rate: 10/10 i love them so much it hurts

FTWWW

couldn’t finish it | not my thing | it’s fine | I could get into this | ooo I like | oh hell yeah | fuck this is some good shit | there aren’t even words, this transcends words

MAD GEAR AND MISSILE KID MY BELOVED .. i WILL fuck this whole wide world THANK YOU VERY MUCH ..

TBP

Opinion on cover design: honestly it didn’t strike me the right way the first time i looked at it because it’s so simple compared to their other designs. but the more i thought about it the more i realized it fucks severely. like it gave us the classic MCR logo, and the iconic pepe. my 12 year old brain didn’t like the simplicity of it at first but that’s what makes it so unique. the album is a concept as plain as “a guy dies” and the cover reflects that. a little skeleton in a marching band. but the album is so complex and gorgeous and perfect and the skeleton means so much more than that and i just love it SO MUCH

Favorite song: i have to go with this is how i disappear. that song had an absolute chokehold on me in middle school and still does. though the sharpest lives is a close second

Least favorite song: aggfdgg. if i absolutely have to then blood. just because the intro is so long LMFAO i know that’s what makes it a secret track but on shuffle it gets annoying 💔

Underrated track: DISENCHANTED GAAAAAAHHHH IT WAS THE ROAR OF THE CROWD THAT GAVE ME HEARTACHE TO SING and this is how i disappear i do not see NEARLY enough love for it

Overrated track: hrnnggggghrggggg(z..))((>€£¥]>}. Teenagers. I Love It but very overplayed by the general public

Rate: 10/10. i’ve made an image to display how i feel

[mzmezzler]

Helping Hand - Jisung x Fem!Reader 

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shortlist: cock rings, eager!Jisung, dom!reader, degradation, edging, kink negotiation, crying, oral sex (recieving), service top!Jisung

word count: 1.4k

summary: The backstory to Chokehold that no one asked for. This can easily be a stand alone, but it would give more context to it I guess. But basically Jisung keeps cumming early so you find a solution within edging.

a/n: I don’t know if this was a necessary concept to be expanded upon, but I also feel like if it was for another idol and separate idea then it would have felt kinda lazy. Idk the longer it got the more I was like why tf did I write this cause now I gotta post it. I hope somebody like it.

Any and all feedback is appreciated :)

You were three weeks into your relationship with Jisung when it all came blatantly apparent that his stamina was going to be a problem. 

It’s early morning, Jisung woke you up by peppering kisses along your jaw and brushing the sleep from your eyes with a drowsy smile. You giggle at the feeling of his lips gliding along your skin and you sink back into the sheets while he worships your body underneath the sheets. Your breath hitches as you feel his fingers tug at your panties and then drag the fabric down your legs. 

Peeking up from the covers to give you a toothy grin, Jisung dives back under to kiss at your naval and sink down to flatten his tongue against your folds. 

Gasping out, you reach a hand down to push the boy’s head down to encourage his eager sucking. The feeling of Jisung’s tongue fucking itself into you sends a shiver run through you as he brings his thumb over to rub and pinch at your clit.

“Sungie, you’re doing so well” You groan out. 

Rising from his place under the sheets he shoves his sleep shorts down his legs and strokes his leaking cock. The flush on his cheeks runs down to his chest as the boy rises up to cage you between his arms, and giggles to himself when you give a small peck to his nose.

Grinding himself against your heat with shallow thrusts, Jisung finally presses in. Bottoming out within you with a throaty moan, you wrap your arms around his shoulders while he takes a moment to adjust. 

His  thrusts are short and sharp. You could tell he was getting close already by the way he squeezes his eyes shut and drops his jaw to gasp right into your ear.

“I’m c-cumming”  He groans out. You still, and look up. “Ji wai-” You reply. Before you could finish your sentence, the boy is pulling out and releasing onto your stomachs.

The silence coated only by his panting and your own even breath feel full. “Ji-” You start. The boy looks mortified over you, eyes searching into yours, while you look back at him with a blank look. It was unclear how long you both just silently communicated while his cum was drying between your chests. “I’m sorry” the boy whispers.

With his head hung low against your shoulder you just sigh out as Jisung continues to chant little “I’m sorry'' s into your skin. It was pathetic honestly, but you knew he genuinely felt bad for cumming too early. Again. 

"I’m sorry Y/N, I really try to last, but-” he stops to give a shaky sigh. “I just get really overwhelmed during sex. I want to give you more.” His wide eyes look into yours and you take his hands into yours, "We'll figure it out Sungie. Don't worry"

You almost didn't know how to take the situation. On one hand it irritated you how almost everytime you all have sex it’s rudely interrupted due to Jisung��s own sensitivity. It wasn’t his fault, but that was the problem, it wasn't his fault. And probably had an easy solution.

Ironically, it actually was an easy solution.

-

Over the next few days after you researched methods to help the boy last, and the most glaring solution turned out to be simply not letting him or controlling his release.

So you bought a cock ring with the thought of Jisung, thrusting wildly into you hoping for a release only to be edged for however long you need running through your mind. 

-

He had been a bit anxious about his performance since that morning, and you producing a simple black silicone ring from your bedside table didn't do much to ease his anxiety. 

"Y/N…a cock ring?" He sputters. 

"Yeah Ji, I looked it up and there are lots of benefits with it and you'd look cute begging for me to let you cum." You respond. If the glassy look in his eyes was enough to go off you could tell he was already getting hard. 

"Can you tell me more?" He responds. The boy's mouth is opened slightly while he squirms, trying to adjust himself beside you. 

"About the ring, or about how I want to make sure you can get me off without spilling into your shorts like a little virgin." You reply. Satisfied with the whine the boy let's out you continue, "But I shouldn't be too hard on my baby, it's not your fault." You pat his head and move your hand down  to cup his puffy cheek, " you just need a little help. Isn't that right Sungie?"

"Mm-hm" he replies with a nod. It was cute seeing Jisung slowly work himself into his headspace, and even more so when you got to ease him down. 

"Do you wanna try it now?" You respond while caressing the bulge in his shorts. Jisung replies with a quick nod as he shifts to pull down his shorts and lie beside you waiting.

Taking the boy's half hard member in your hand, you use the other to slip the ring past his shaft and snug against his balls.  

Jisung looked as if a weight was lifted from his shoulders as a shudder ran through him once your nimble fingers left his cock.

“How does it feel” You ask. 

“It feels like when you need to sneeze, but it just doesn’t come” he chuckles. 

Testing the waters and stroking his cock Jisung whimpers at your heavy handed grip, "Why don't we put it to good use then" You respond.

Swallowing at your words; Jisung rises from his spot beside you, and pulls your sleep shorts off along with your underwear in a practiced motion. Lifting one of your legs onto his shoulder and onto your side Jisung slides up, pressed against you, and starts his insistent grinding. While working himself to a full the boy lowers his head to your chest and attaches his hot mouth to your breast, lapping up and sucking at your hard bud.

"Come on baby" You sigh out. 

Jisung is too caught up in moving to your other breast, sucking and nibbling at the skin, making red and pink marks paint your skin.

Raising your hand and striking a quick slap onto Jisung's ass, you knead the skin at his broken whimper, "Come on Sungie, you can fuck me baby" 

 Jisung  detaches himself from your breast with a wet gasp, and ghosts his open mouth along your chest while lining himself up with your entrance.  Inch by inch he slowly presses into, as if he was testing the new sensations. 

When Jisung finally bottomed out, he took a bit to regain his breath before starting his long and slow thrusts. Slowly working himself up to a rhythm that made your toes curl and arms reach for his back while Jisung whimpered into his own thrusts. 

“Fuck-”

“I-is this ok”

“Yeah Sungie, you’re so good for me.” You reply.

Jisung was always so eager for praise, constantly needing a guiding hand in and out of the bedroom. You see it in the way he buries his face into your chest and scrabbles to intertwin your hands in an effort to ignore the warmth crawling in his stomach. 

There was something so intoxicating about seeing him like this, so hungry for release and still so determined to show that he’s good for you. 

Snaking a hand between the two of you, you moan deeply as you work your clit in tandem with Jisung’s thrusts. Knocking your head back, you groan at the sensation.

Jisung looks up at you with watery eyes from his place on your chest, “Can I cum now?” He pleads eagerly while rapidly thrusting into you. 

He looked feral, pistoning himself into you with sweat beading on his forehead. It was cute how he was taking it. 

Chuckling at the over eager boy, you wipe a tender hand over his face, brushing his hair out of his face, “Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves Sungie.”