#:: anyways this is nonsense don't bully me

[distrxst]

he should be embarrassed , ashamed . this behavior is pitiable , a shame on his title , a shame on his job . huffing and damn near whining like a starved animal , a puddle in akaza's hands . it's not something he'll want to look back on , being so pathetic , but he hadn't any other way . usually he could jest and prod back , tease and sass - when they had equal footing . but when it was like this , when akaza treated him like a puppet who's strings needed untangled - giyuu was at the mercy of the most cutthroat man he knew , mercy offered - but only if he managed to say those magic words .

words never work in his favor - whether they stress or agitate , he's better with his actions . his body is a better indicator than his tone , easy to read if you knew where to look . so it's a surprise when that low , needy whisper gets him something good . when those hands pull him in and let him get his reward . words did good by him for once , and his prize is suddenly much more important than his pride .

lips press against his and giyuu knows he is in heaven , a puppet , a pawn in god's hands but it's okay because he's still in heaven . his expression grows no less pathetic ; he's a worn stray cat ,, finally allowed something for himself after being starved . lips press against hers with reverence , and when akaza pulls back to apologize ( sorry ? the best sorry offered right now was the warmth brought on by this forceful silence , the only noise being that of the occasional escaped pant or hurried intake of air ) giyuu struggles to keep from diving right back in . the water pillar isn't swimming against the current . he is more than happy to drown .

" please . " the word is drawn out much more easily this time , now that he knows what it gets him . what is he asking for now ? he doesn't know . please kiss me more . please suffocate me . please never make me do that again . he doesn't know , all he knows is that he wants and needs to an embarrassing level . arms reach up past akaza's shoulders , wrapping around his neck and pulling his close , snug . close enough to where there's no room for teasing . close enough to drown himself .

when he finally has to pull away , to stop when the oxygen gets far too low and he knows better , he has to pull himself out of the water and drag himself away to the shore . his breathing is heavy , huffy , so unlike him normally - so different from the man he should be . he settles for resting his chin against the demons shoulder - content not to be looked at . there is a hint of shame in it , in acting like this . but he'll bury that for now , stay content in finally getting what he wanted . finally rewarded .

" that was awful . " lighthearted , quiet against her skin . lips pursed in soft pecks , trailing . " please don't expect me to do that again . i might not be able to pull away next time . "

he could be content in the crook of giyuu's neck forever, truly. finding bits of skin to place kisses on while he awaits giyuu's words. giyuu says his name like something holy -- a plea, begging for a small bit of mercy (bad idea, akaza rarely gives mercy.) he was too cute, genuinely. too adorable, too easy too mess with at times. the hand in giyuu's hair shifts to the back of his neck, pressing him closer. the mouth on his neck nips at skin, can't be helped (irresistible.)

he only pauses when something like a cry leaves giyuu's throat -- and head moves to make sure he hadn't gone too far. giyuu was a strong man, stronger than akaza at times, but akaza pushes too much. akaza digs into skin to reopen wounds, and emotional wounds are the same. simply there to be torn open, to ravage, and watch as the person lost control. but giyuu? he wanted to treat him like gold, even if he tore into him. golden eyes stare at his face, a face softening in sympathy. (so pitiful, so sad.)

then, giyuu speaks what akaza considered the unspeakable. eyes widen, before softening once more. hands return to giyuu's face, holding him like something precious. instead of keeping him held back, he guides him to where he belongs. lips press to his, and a sigh leaves akaza's lips as it just feels right. " i'm sorry, " he mumbles in between kiss. " was i too mean? i'm sorry. "

his hands move to pull giyuu closer, an unending barrage of kisses to make up for the neglect (oh how he loves his spoiled little thing.) a purr in his throat as giyuu can finally take, take, take. and akaza gives him so much -- to make up for being oh so mean.

[luvyeni]

( drabble ) he knows ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 김승민 ՞

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ thinking you can get over on him too bad he knows your body better ヾ

harddom!seungmin・ fem!reader ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ g ・ smut ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cw ・ ‎ rough sex , degradation, unprotected sex‎ ‎ wc ・ ‎0.6k ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎| ‎ ‎click to library

「 ୨୧ authors note 」 for all the seungmin stans out there<3

if seungmin liked to do one thing when he was fucking you; it was edging you. there was never a time he wasn't bringing you tears by fucking you just to the edge — only to come to a full stop , your blissful orgasm ripped from you.

and to make it worse , you were fully aware that he was gonna ruin your orgasm; because he made you tell him when you were cumming — you swore he got off on that the most , the fact that you submitted yourself to him that much , you allowed him to do this to you … this was all about to change.

“fuck you're slutty little pussy is so tight.” your boyfriend had you folded in half , pounding into you , his cock hitting deep inside you , your boobs bouncing as he fucked into you. “you like my cockk stretching you out like this?” you nodded dumbly. “fuck minnie so much , please don't stop!” you screamed , he smirked. “who's gonna stop me baby?” he asked. “not you baby you're so fucked out , you can't even talk properly.”

you babbled nonsense , his cock clouding all your senses. “you know what to do slut , tell me when you're about to cum.” you sobbed out , knowing what was coming , he was gonna pull out of you , laughing as you cried for him to put his cock back inside your needy hole; you didn't want him to, you knew you could've told him your safe word and he would've kept going , but you wanted to be a brat for once , if he could do what he did , why couldn't you?

except you didn't even bother to realize your boyfriend knew your body; so even though you remained silent , the way you were dripping and tightening around him , your eyes rolling to the back of your head — he could tell you were about to cum. “fucking slut.”

you knew you were in trouble; feeling him slip out of you , ruining your orgasm anyway , his hands coming up to your neck. “you think you can get away with shit like that?” he slapped your sensitive cunt. “you think i don't know when you're about to cum?” your eyes were wide. “m’sorry minnie.” you whimpered. “i just wanted to cum.” you yelped as he slapped your sticky cunt again. “and who are you to decide when you cum?” he asked. “this pussy is mine , you don't get to make those decisions.”

he flipped you over , lifting your hips up. “my fucking pussy.” you felt his hand coming down on your ass. “fuck minnie!” you shouted. “you wanna cum so bad?” he lined himself up with your hole. “cum.” his cock slamming inside you , you screamed , his hands coming up to your hair , pulling your head back , plowing inside you. “that's it slut , cum.” he hissed. “cum.”

you screamed out in pleasure as he abused your cervix , his cock bullying inside you. “fuck im cumming!” you screamed , cumming all over him. “fuck , you're soaking me.” he cursed , his thrust never letting up , you moaned. “m-minnie , i came.” you stuttered. “sl-slow down.” he pressed your head down against the pillows. “you were the whore that wanted to cum so bad.” overstimulation taking over. “so cum , im letting you cum.” you felt another orgasm approaching. “fuck minnie im cumming again!”

he still didn't stop; in fact he went harder , you were surprised at how he was able to keep going , he hadn't even cum yet. “to-too much.” you whimpered , he let out a tsk. “you wanted to cum , now you can't take it.” he growled. “too bad , you know your safeword , use it if not, shut up and take my cock slut.” you moaned out , letting him use you. “exactly.”

“you wanna cum? you're gonna cum until your messy pussy can't cum anymore.”

©LUVYENI translations to other sites prohibited, reblogs are appreciated but not forced !

[thewertsearch]

AG: I used to really like him and always wanted to help him get stronger, so that he might stand a fucking chance to actually make it on our world.

It's honestly tragic. You probably did like him initially - but, as a consequence of your worldview, your genuine attempts to make him stronger were warped into abuse. He was never going to internalize your lessons, because the manner in which you were delivering then were far too cruel to be effective.

AG: 8ut he was just soooooooo weak and indecisive. He wouldn't change!

Due to her cruelty, Vriska completely failed to impart the lessons that she was trying to - and, of course, she blames Tavros, for refusing to be bullied into changing.

The more he 'failed' her tests, the angrier she got. The angrier she got, the more deliberate her abuse became.

Until the cruelty was the point.

AG: And when he tried to change, it was too little and too l8. Always l8. L8ey L8ey L88888888. AG: Too l8 to kiss me. AG: Too l8 to kill me. AG: He couldn't do it when I really needed him to. So when I saw he was actually serious a8out trying to kill me now of all times… AG: I just got SO AAAAAAAANGRY.

Anyone with a brain could tell you Tavros isn't a killer. He's a gentle troll, and cold-blooded murder would traumatize him.

So Vriska trapped him in a situation where not murdering her would also traumatize him, and got angry when he chose the wrong trauma. This scenario was unwinnable by design, just like their last FLARP game.

Don’t kid yourself, Vriska. You were screwing Tavros around until the end.

AG: I know our races are completely different. And I really h8 the idea of you thinking worse of me 8ecause of this. AG: 8ut I don't have anyone else to talk to a8out it!

Holy hell, Vriska’s really going through it.

The worst part is, John is the only confidant she has. She's incredibly lucky he's as easygoing as he is.

EB: i bet karkat would listen. EB: or what about terezi? she's pretty nice, isn't she? […] AG: For one thing, they would pro8a8ly just 8e pissed off at me for killing Tavros. AG: And more importantly, there's no waaaaaaaay I could tell them how I really feel a8out it.

I think I'm starting to understand why Vriska's begun to change.

So far, Vriska's life has been very simple. She killed because she had to, and she's convinced herself that it's the only correct way to live. A brutal life makes you strong, after all, and a peaceful life is a burden.

Alternian culture validates this worldview, as every troll is expected to take part in the Empire's conquests. Her nation wouldn't want her to stop killing - it'd just want her to switch targets. According to the world around her, Vriska's way of life is correct. She's never been meaningfully challenged on her beliefs.

Until today.

Today, Vriska has been confronted by a species who don't want to kill. A species seemingly populated by wimps like Tavros, who all watch ridiculous movies and believe in lame nonsense like friendship.

A species of weaklings, who weren't blessed with an upbringing as violent as hers.

And a species that succeeds anyway.

I think humanity, and John in particular, have called into question some of the most fundamental truths of Vriska's existence.

And something inside her has just said ‘w8 a second........’

[hitomisuzuya]

Self aware! Aventurine x fem!reader. Yandere! Aventurine cause why not. Something for giggles at the end.

No smut guys. This is just me being silly, and self indulgent cause Aventurine evaded me. It stings, ngl so this is more to make myself feel better😂 Pay zero attention to this nonsense omg 😂

Aventurine could instantly feel the sadness caused by the crushing weight of life through your hands the moment you played his character demo. He knew what that was like, so to be nice and so you could shut your brain off for awhile, no damage was taken at all from enemies.

Oh, but what's this? You started playing this game just for him. There were 5 days left for him to "come home", but sweetheart, it was an unrealistic gamble. You were still very wet behind the ears. Trailblaze level 39 and barely even aware of your own abilities to play the game.

Aventurine could definitely feel how scared you were observing you struggle and ultimately triumph over certain tasks once you got a feel for it down. It took you a lot of nerve to even play. He would hear you think, "I hate messing up and not doing things right the first time."

Dedication squeezed at your heart. Made you lose sleep. Dedication all for him.

Please quiet your pounding heart, darling. You have a better grasp than you think. It was quite frankly amazing to see.

It was both amusing and endearing to see you soak up information like a sponge. Only to have you try and pull when you had a comfortable amount of currency.

As the days went by, and your time window got closer to slamming shut until the next opportunity, he supposed that it was a good thing Dr. Ratio was helping you out.

Supposed, anyways

You were starting to cheer for Ratio when he started to crit high. That was starting to irk him, but the rush of fulfillment he felt through you when you cleared something made it worth it.

After all, you were doing all this for him. Aventurine was only able to feel your emotions because he is was always on your mind every second you played. Even after logging off.

You are his, damn it. That was that. There really wasn't anyone else you needed. He craved to spoil you.

Of course, he had his own ways of keeping tabs on you. Dr. Ratio was starting to be more use to him that he thought.

Aventurine truly hated shutting you down, especially when he felt your heart sting and a few tears well into your eyes. You held your head high and soldiered right on, brushing them away from your eyes with your delicate hand before they even fell.

He wanted you flourish first. He wanted you to have 10000% confidence. He knew he could've just come home and did everything for you, but he wanted to fight by your side as well as fight for you. He wanted you set up the party with him in it and think with a smile, "I can do this. I know I am capable. And I have you, Aventurine. Nothing can go wrong."

It was a pleasure for him to watch you. Especially in the Simulated Universe, and the Critter Pick quest. How you smiled and giggled at the cat cakes. You cooed at them. Even lamented about not having something like them in another game.

When that time finally came, and it would, don't you worry your pretty little head. He already knew your dedication level was incredibly high, and there would be extra insurance provided by both you and him.

Aventurine realized that you were irrevocably, totally, and completely dizzy in love with him. The words in your head exactly. They made his heart skip beats.

When he realized he was in love with you, it was during the end of Critter Pick mission. It snuck up on him, and slapped him hard in the face. It was when you were facing down the Swarm for the final Curio.

You loathed The Juvenile Sting and Lesser Sting from the Swarm in particular. You'd retreated over and over, getting intimidated when they multiplied. Until one night, you'd narrowed your eyes in determination and said, "Okay, you fucking bugs. Let's go. I won't be bullied by you today. I will do this for the sake of the cat cakes."

You dug your heels in, and didn't run. You wanted to do many times. You were already terribly fragile with your confidence to begin with. He watched you so close, and the surge of pride he felt when he saw you refused to yield in the end was undescribable.

"That's my girl," He'd murmured when the final bug exploded. Ratio may have taken care of you, and he was glad for that. Aventurine knew he would've been better for you.

Until that day when he could come for you, darling, he was still going to be there. Hovering patiently unseen. Maybe your shields around your characters would last a little longer in tight spots. Maybe a mysterious extra skill point would appear that you thought you didn't have. Maybe, just for you, Ratio would have an extra follow up attack.

And okay maybe sometimes when you had to pause battle for whatever reason, Ratio would get downed mysteriously now and then. He really, really was starting to hate that you relied on him so much.

Aventurine sought out a certain master hacker to put traces on your phone. That would was the only way to keep you close off game. Perhaps he would find a way to just come to you. And poof, you would disappear from your world and go with him.

He felt much better knowing where you were, and what you were doing when he so desired. He lived for when he could hear you say his name outloud. It sounded so sweet to him to even hear you think it.

It was ideal, really.

And just who was Scaramouche anyways? He was immediately shut down with such a spine chilling shock when he tried to investigate.

[velvetvexations]

My early socialization experience was weird as hell.

My mother wanted a daughter to treat like a doll with all the extremely gendered nonsense that entails - and was also a second wave radfem and former political lesbian, which...yeah she was half all in on the gendered shit, but also half in weird denial about it. My dad...is the one I got my auDHD from, and the result was that he raised me exactly the same way his parents raised him - which was also very gendered, but he didn't notice that. He didn't notice how differently they treated him and his sister. He just noticed what they did right by him and what he wanted to repeat. He taught me how to use tools and rebuild car engines and be handy and outdoorsy; while my mother was giving me the whole "oh sweetie don't get your dress dirty (: oh yes you should be a #girlboss in STEM but fixing a chair is too dangerous for you to do alone why don't you get your dad to help (: are you suuuuure you can lift that 8-pound object???" thing, my dad was teaching me how to operate a forklift and training me with good lifting technique and encouraging me to haul shit twice my size and letting me learn the kinds of lessons that can only be learned by minor injury. Damned near the only thing he WASN'T doing was the whole "man up" schtick, but even THAT I kinda got a detoxified version of; there was a lot of value placed on keeping my complaints in perspective, building my emotional regulation to the...best of my limited ability, and trying to solve problems independently - again, his WHOLE thing was pretty much just "what would I repeat from what my parents did to me? What would I change?" With absolutely no regard paid to "what was different for my sister? What would have been different if I'd been a girl?" Because he straight up didn't notice that shit.

As a result I fundamentally don't care that he can't quite get gendered terms right for me, because whatever, he's always treated me like just a she/her boy anyway.

Meanwhile, like I said, my mother considered herself a feminist, full on tried to force herself to be a lesbian about it in her 20s, and yet she STILL constantly underestimated my physical strength, treated my appearance like it was the most important thing about me, and kept pushing me to sit down and "be polite" - but she usually didn't SAY these things had anything to do with me being a girl, and in many cases probably didn't even realize they were herself. "Girls can do anything boys can do - but also if you fight back against your [also prepubescent, but male] bullies They Will Kill You To Death They Are Stronger You Cannot Win" was a sentiment I got (in much less clear terms) ALL THE TIME from her through elementary school. She was obsessed with my appearance, in that distinct radfemmy "well sure butches are cool but uh by butch you still mean skinny in form-fitting clothes with a pixie cut, right?" kind of way. She would never say I should dress "more ladylike" and would get angry at family members who WOULD say that out loud - she even introduced me to the concept that crossdressing is fine (sometimes) and that trans men exist (in which she made it clear she thought of us as just weird butch women) - but she would get really, really weird and cruel if I wore jeans she considered "unflattering".

And that's just the thing, about why all flavors of radfems are wrong about how "socialization" does and doesn't impact people! She never tied gender to a good half or so of those messages, so even after I started transitioning, they still felt like they were always aimed at me. Meanwhile, I got the same kind of auDHD from my dad that made him never see the gender of his own upbringing, only "things my parents did that I would repeat vs. things they did that I would not" - I only realized just HOW aggressively gendered my mother's behavior was by studying sociology years later.

Terfs are wrong that early socialization is destiny, everyone responds to the same messages the same way, and GNC "men" are treated wonderfully.

T[i]rfs are wrong that we all ONLY ever internalize messages aimed at our ACTUAL genders and trans men can just shake off misogyny because it's not REALLY aimed at us, regardless of whether that claim stays in the realm of "because WE know deep down that something is off when we're being called the wrong thing" or gets all the way into the batshit belief that everyone has ESP for people's essential soul gender and GNC men ARE treated just fine and it's ONLY eggmode trans women who get mistreated (and they all do regardless of how well they do or don't perform masculinity) and trans men are all totally raised as men and never treated misogynistically in the first place because of that soul gender ESP.

And ALL radfems are wrong that there's a rigid, universally applicable set of rules as to what socialization looks like based on your gender - just because there ARE broad patterns that DO need to be acknowledged doesnt erase the fact that from person to person there's a LOT of variance for a LOT of potential reasons, and that ends up meaning that in order to figure out what it means for trans people, you DO have to do a whole individual level examination - including by diving into the whole dysphoria-inducing disaster that is being perceived as the wrong gender and all that comes from it.

Also I sometimes half-jokingly identify as cis-bigender because between the thing with my parents, the fact that when I hit puberty it became apparent that I'm actually intersex, and the fact that I'm pretty sure I'd have been on the femboy-transfem cusp had I been AMAB, over 10 years into transition I finally feel manly enough to go high femme when the mood strikes, and I've finally gotten comfortable calling myself a girl when it's funny, I think that's a very fun label and about as accurate and honest as any single term comes.

I wish I could frame this ask.

[most-datable-datable-bracket]

ROUND 3 MATCH 32

Mammon propaganda:

“He was done dirty in the first round, I hope he wins this time because he deserves it 

First of all, he hates you at the start but then he starts to like you but he exclaimed his hate too much at the start so he can't admit it 

Everyone knows that he likes MC, even his little D (who are demons familiars) thinks that they should date 

He is a classic tsundere but doesn't actually hurt you like other tsunderes but he is so bad at hiding his feelings that everyone is just ignores it 

He is the avatar of greed, meaning he is clingy which may be a turn away for some people but he cares for you so so much 

He has never turned into his demon form to hurt you (Asmo hasn't but he has tried to seduce you with his power)

Don't get me started on his story cards, he literally is so cute

He wants to be a mentor to Luke, like Lucifer was to him, he is only mean to Luke because he wants Luke to learn about how life isn't all sunshine and rainbows

He is also so hot, he is a bisexual panic 

He is bullied by his brothers but he cares for them so so much despite their bullying

I am so in love with him and have written so many fics about him 

Anyway, I'm going to stop here because otherwise I'll be here all day”

“First friend, first pact, practically the MC's first everything, he is a major Tsundere, he holds my heart hostage, I just want to smooch him, he and MC share a room, he is such a cute little bab, he does bully Luke (a child) but it's revealed that he just wants to show Luke that the world isn't all sunshine and rainbows and want help him figure things out

He is the cutest little guy, he cares for his brother 

His sin is greed so he does steal things from people but since lesson 1 he hasn't stolen anything from MC 

He wrote a song to propose 

Sure he is clingy but in a good way

He is so cute 

He adopted a child, which he had to leave in the care of witches and willingly let's the witches extort him 

There is so much that I can say about him but 1. Spoilers and 2. I don't think you want to read that much”

“OKAY SO. OH MY GOD. 

First person we're able to properly romance in game. AND FOR GOOD REASON. He's had MCs back from the beginning, hes the one real one in the game. He's always trying to protect us and its so nice. Puppy boy. He's so me as well??? Like he's such a doting boyfriend it's literally so cute. When MC had to go back up to Earth, he kept breaking the rotating schedule in order to call us more. He always gets MC gifts (avatar of greed love language being gift giving im gonna collapse) and he just drops the most romantic lines out of nowhere??? Like sir are you trying to give me a heart attack. He's the secretly traumatized comic relief. He has ADHD. He's canonically queer (MC doesnt have a set gender). He even likes Head pats. Vote Mammon.”

“HE'S SO PATHETIC AND CRINGEFAIL. I LOVE HIM”

Jaehee propaganda:

“only female love interest in MM, not included in the first round for SOME REASON, you literally go off and live your coffee shop au with her at the end of her route.”

“My lesbian wife. Open a bakery with her after convincing her that she doesn't have to give up her happiness to make money. She can pursue her passions. Also her backstory is so sad and I just wanna hug and kiss her and throw hands at her "family" for making her feel like she does. Also the Valentine's dlc, you get locked in the back of the bakery with her and... Yeah that's my wife. I love her dearly. Also can we just acknowledge that she's like the only path that involves almost none of the dramatic death defying nonsense. You're just gay and in love and it's beautiful”

[snowblack-charcoalwhite]

I think that the misandry by the writers , especially Hess, is something that isn't discussed much. It's much deeper and dare I say, more sinister than just 'men bad women good' because the way she wrote the last episode shows that she wants to convey how Alicent's actions are commendable in a sense that her male children don't deserve her devotion and unconditional love anyway, while her only female child and grandchild do. It's framed as her liberation because she sells her own sons to another woman who is their enemy, but you know, it is good because Rhaenicent and reasons. As a woman, I'm appalled by this. What's worse is that I've seen takes here and on x like "Alicent regained her agency by ditching her sons for the woman she loves, her betrayal is understandable, go girl, you have my support" (and this one is tame compared to some others). Believe me, I'm not exaggerating. And I must be from mars because in my book that's not acceptable, understandable or commendable in any way, just the opposite. The problem, however, lies in the fact that the narrative and the writers' agenda support these vile and delusional takes. You don't even have to be a parent to see how evil and nonsensical this idea is, you just have to be able to understand basic human emotions and family dynamic. The writers and a big chunk of the fandom apparently don't.

Hello!

Thank you for this, really. The writers' (Hess' specifically) misandric agenda is absolutely crazy - and IMO crazy evident as well, so seeing so many people fall for it is baffling, sad and infuriating at the same time.

Don't they see that in HotD the women are the ones to blaim for something only when they side with men in one way or another? Don't they understand how forced, unsubtle and - because of that - cringe all the "you are a woman so you can't rule", "they don't respect me because I'm a woman" and "women suffer while men fight" are? House of the Dragon is one of the most force-feeding shows I've ever watched - and for some reason GA and even some people in the fandom believe it's alright. Media literacy is dead for real.

And the parent-children aspect of misandry you brought up is indeed one of the most atrocious things about the whole debacle. I am not a mother myself - but I have one, just as, I think, the majority of the viewers do. I refuse to believe that everyone who cheers for Alicent to abandon her sons has their own familial relationships so screwed that they are unable to understand the outlandishness of the opinion they are choosing to uphold.

Not to mention that in their quest for showing just how terrible Alicent's sons (minus Daeron - at least for now) are, HotD writers completely destroyed Helaena's personality, even the sparks of it she had in season 1. Now she is all about three things: bugs, clairvoyance and suffering (and I can't believe that the first point has been handled the best development-wise). Helaena is supposed to be good and kind: but what good and kind things have we seen her do? Taking care (kind of) of her crickets, offering a necklace in exchange for the life of her son (oh wow) and saying that she shouldn't really grieve for her child that much because the commoners' kids are dying all the time (how relatable for anyone who actually lost a child, right?). For most part she is just there, staring into the distance and saying something prophetic (or, again, suffering).

Just imagine a real mother saying to her son "You know, sonny, I love you, but you forgot to thank me for the pudding I made for your birthday plus you called my bestie an old cow - so I invited your school bullies to our house so that they could beat the shit out of you, you ungrateful jerk. They are in the backyard, go on, don't make your mommy wait".

Just imagine a real woman whose son has just been brutally killed say "You know what, there are so many children starving to death in the world. Why should I cry over mine?"

Honestly, I am beginning to think that people are steadily losing the ability to connect the things happening on screen to actual human emotional experience - as if the characters (in HotD in this case) are aliens to whom basic concepts that have been holding humanity together for millenia do not apply.

[lythea-creation]

The Honor Of A Slytherin - Platonic Hermione Granger x fem reader

summary: Hermione is surprised to say the least when a Slytherin suddenly stands up for her

warnings: bullying

word count: 848

Author's note: Feel free to check out my Masterlists and make requests. No reposting please! Reblogging, comments and requests are always appreciated <3 If you like the story/my writing, please don't be shy to say it via comments or asks! It takes you a few seconds and might make my day. It's the best appreciation you can show to a writer you like.

Requested? Yes

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I was on my way to class when I heard the rustle. Another fight between Slytherins and Gryffindors.

Honestly I did not get it. Why did people have to be so narrow-minded?

As Slytherins prefect it felt like my duty to intervene. So I made my way over to the students fighting. Or rather Draco Malfoy bullying a Gryffindor girl.

I did not really know what this was about, but I did know Draco Malfoy. It was hard not to know him actually as he was behaving like a prince.

“What's going on here?”, I inquired when I arrived.

The girl looked up at me with spite in her eyes. I raised my eyebrow at that.

“That little mudblood just got on our nerves”, Draco declared.

I sighed at his choice of wording. “You really shouldn't talk like that”, I scolded him.

“Who do you think you are?”, he challenged me with a glare, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

How could a twelve-year-old be so cocky?

I smirked down at him, being easily a head taller than him. “Who do you think you are, talking to anyone like that? Do you seriously think you're better than her just because your family consists of wizards and witches? Could you beat her in a fair fight then? Or in an exam?”, I questioned.

I had no idea who that girl was, but the huge book she was carrying with her told me that she was hard-working.

The death glare he was sending me was kinda cute actually. I had put up with a lot of bullies before. My best friends were muggleborn and had therefore received many snarky remarks and even more. But this was just hilarious.

“Just go and leave her alone, Draco”, I advised him.

“You dare talk to me like that? Do you know who my father is?”, he threatened me.

“Of course I know”, I noted with a scoff. “He's a weak man who can only handle himself through connections, just like you.”

I could almost see the steam coming out of his ears at my comments.

From the corner of my eyes I could see the Gryffindor girl chuckling.

“If you don't mind I would like to head to class now. So do all of us a favor and just cut this childish behavior”, I requested.

Now he was furious, relying on his friends to stand a chance against me. But he had no idea who I was.

Their pathetic attempt at a spell was quickly deflected by me. Their wands were in my hand before they could even think of another spell.

“Hey! Give them back!”, Draco protested.

“I'll let Professor McGonagall deal with this. So if you don't want to get into any more trouble than you already are, you should leave now and go to class”, I considered.

They cursed as they walked away, but I could not care less. They were like little puppies making a scene, thinking they were a grown-up shepherd dog.

“Thanks for helping me out”, the Gryffindor girl proposed.

“No big deal”, I brushed it off. “I'm (f/n) by the way. If they make any more trouble you can always come to me. I'm the Slytherin prefect anyway.”

“I'm Hermione. Honestly I didn't know there were kind Slytherins as well”, she admitted.

“You shouldn't judge too quickly”, I remarked. “Our reputation is way ahead of most of us.”

“Yeah, I see that now. Are you a muggleborn as well?”, she wondered.

“No. Actually I'm a pureblood, but I don't really care about this whole blood status nonsense. It doesn't mean anything”, I pointed out.

“Doesn't feel like it sometimes”, Hermione mumbled.

I placed my hand on her shoulder to comfort her. “Don't let them drag you down! I'm sure you'll become a great witch. It doesn't matter what they think. As long as you have people who love you the way you are, that's all you need. You're a Gryffindor, right? Hold your head up high.”

She was beaming at my words as if I had just ignited a new fire inside her.

“I will”, she promised. “Thanks again.”

With those words she walked away to class.

I was going to be late. Great …

I hurried through the corridors until I arrived and opened the door.

“You're late, Miss (l/n)”, Professor McGonagall noted.

“I'm sorry, Professor. There was a fight between the second years and I couldn't just walk by. Draco Malfoy and his friends attacked me by the way. So I took their wands with me”, I explained and handed her their wands.

My professor smiled proudly at me. I was one of her best students. So she knew I was not just messing around.

“Alright then. Take your seat and try this new spell then. You can tell me more about this incident after class”, she suggested.

In the end I got the house points back we lost thanks to Malfoy.

[orecana]

Ghostly companion

riize anton lee x Male reader

Hello everyone. Orecana here with another fic for you guys. This is a request from none other than @ldrei because i'm on the hit list....

Anyways i hope you guys like it and thank you to everyone who has supported me so far.

Warnings: This fic contains

Angst

horror

Smut

Belly bulge and cum inflation

dom bottom reader (yes this is my first dom bottom fic)

sub top male idol

If you don't like any of these things, then please get the fuck out

Y/n was shoved into his locker by his bullies as he coughs up blood. he weakly looks up at his bullies to see them snickering at him. he scoffs at their behavior

"what are you laughing at?"

"at your weak ass."

they hit y/n again as he coughs up even more blood

"look at you! can't even handle a punch."

Y/n could only lay there at their mercy as they hit him again and again. he couldn't scream nor can he even cry. he was used to getting hit all over again for being gay. he would always get tormented by teachers, students even townsfolk.

they would make fun of him call him a sin and even put him on multiple religious ceremonies where they cut his flesh and put him on campfires while sprouting holy nonsense.

He wanted to end his life. he stood on a high cliff overlooking the city. he whispers his final wish before he lets himself fall off.

*splash, crack*

Everybody surrounded the body, the children were mortified while the adults cheered at the sin being cleansed.

However, people starts dying one by one after that. their corpses cut into pieces but the cause of death was unknown. slowly but surely the town became cold and deserted.

*timeskip*

The town was soon rebuilt. It has became one of the more peaceful towns but offerings were always made at the cliff of the mountains because they felt pity for the boy.

A car is seen stopping in front of a house. A young boy is seen leaving it with his parents following suit. They stand together looking at the house before them. it was a normal house painted white with windows.

"This is our new home anton."

the boy nods as he goes inside the house while his parents get the luggage. he was surprised on how wide it is. How cozy.

He goes upstairs to see 4 rooms, 2 on the left and 1 on the right. the one in the middle however is sealed and locked tight with several warning tapes covering it.

he looks at the room to his right, seeing a large area with a large bed. this is probably his parents' room. He looks at the one of the rooms to his left. it looks neat and tidy with a shelf of books and a desk. he tries to look at the other room but the door closes itself in front of him.

the door has a letter on it saying

"DO NOT ENTER!"

"weird" anton thought.

"anton! come and eat takeout!"

hearing his mom, anton goes down unaware of the door reopening by itself.

*timeskip*

Anton had just finished showering and is currently drying his hair. He looks at the mirror and reaches out for the toothpaste he placed near it. he takes his toothbrush and put some toothpaste on it. he then looks at the mirror again to brush his teeth only to find a boy in a kimono staring back at him. he was frightened and look back only to find nothing. hesitatingly. he looks back at the mirror to find the boy even closer to him. he wanted to scream for help, what the hell?!

But the boy put his fingers to his lips as if it is telling him to not scream. he then takes something out of his kimono. A mask and he wears it.

"hello? hello. IT WORKS!"

Anton looks at the boy who is flying around happily.

"I can finally talk! it has been so long!"

"wait wait hold on who are you and what are you doing in my house?"

"hmm? but this is my- oh yeah i'm dead so this is no longer mine."

"wait, what do you mean you're dead?!"

"i stand by what i said. i am a spirit/ghost that is residing in this house because this is where i chose to reside."

"what kind of nonsense are you sprouting? there is no such thing as-"

the boy immediately drops his mask and reveal his face which full of blood. his eyes empty and hollow, his skin sickly pale and mouth full of sharp teeth. he is also tongueless.

"ghost...."

the boy lets out a inhuman sigh as he puts the mask back on

"I know there are people who don't believe in spirits or what not, but come on! i appeared out of nowhere and my face is nowhere near alive."

Anton scratches his hair awkwardly.

"oh yeah... you were brushing your teeth, continue what you're doing, we'll talk again later."

the boy disappears as anton lets out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. This is his first ever time meeting a thing he didn't believe existed. all of his good mood earlier seems to be flushed down the drain from that encounter.

nevertheless, he brushes his teeth and goes to his closet to get his clothes. once he wore them and settle down on his bed, he feels the spot of the bed near him sink down. he turns his head to find that boy again.

"are you gonna tell me your origins tho?"

"funny thing is that i don't remember, that's why i can't go yet. i have to know first."

"at least you remember something right?"

"i only know that someone used to call me pharm."

"Well i know what to call you"

"awwww. you like me already? you seems so afraid of me tho"

"you appeared out of nowhere! you want me to not be scared?

"you got a point."

a silence passes by as they are left to ponder their thoughts

"Do you want to help me find out my memories?"

Anton thought about it for a second. It could be very dangerous encountering other ghosts, not all of them are as nice as pharm. But he felt like he made a friend out of the ghost already.

"Sure, i want you to find peace."

"Really, thank you uhhh...."

"Anton. Anton lee at your service"

"i hope we become best friends anton!"

the boy raises his kimono for a handshake which anton hesitatingly accepts but surprisingly he felt hands in there.

"this is my favorite kimono so i always wore it, it's also large it helps hide most of the damage."

"oh...."

pharm looks around but his eyes widened when he spots the clock.

"shibal! look at the time! a high schooler like you should get all the sleep you could get especially with that body."

Anton looks at pharm with a shocked face.

"How did you-?"

"you do know that i saw your upper half while you're in the shower right?"

Anton felt embarrassed for some reason. as a swimmer you shouldn't be embarrassed about showing your toned body.

"what school will you attend though?"

"Stone Music academy?"

Suddenly pharm grips his head as he screams. Anton sits up shocked and tries to hold the boy but his arms pass through.

Pharm body starts to become invisible and it keeps glitching in and out.

"pharm! what's going on?"

it was painful for the ghost. it felt like multiple sharp things piercing him all at once.

"it hurts! it hurts"

the ghost was crying blood as it flows down his face.

slowly but surely the pain stops and his body is back to normal. he feels so exhausted however.

"i'm sorry, anton-kun. let me lean on you tonight. i feel so tired...."

Anton kinda felt bad for pharm but he was worried his arms might pass through again. he slowly put his hands onto the ghost and was surprised to see that it actually came in contact. anton blushed at this.

"it feels so intimate"

"thank you anton-kun."

Anton eyes felt heavy as he lays there with pharm until he eventually falls asleep.

*timeskip*

Anton stands in front of his new school and looks around. The garden looks very pretty and the school stands tall, filled with many floors and buildings.

"hey, can i tag along?"

Anton looks at his right and almost jumped at the sight of pharm floating near him.

"you know people might stare at me if i talk to you?"

"I know that's why i will only come when necessary. Besides Last night i remembered something."

Anton looks surprised as pharm looks back at him with a look of seriousness.

"yeah, i learned that i used to study here and... was bullied... for what i don't know."

Anton subconsciously clenches his fist. He and his parents have always been very righteous and accepting towards everyone so knowing that pharm used to get bullied makes him to pass on even more, to help him find peace.

Anton held out his hand. disregarding his words before.

"let me help you investigate, you shouldn't suffer anymore."

pharm looks at him in disbelief, his eyes wide.

"thank you, no one has ever said that to me before."

pharm smiles through his mask, even tho he's dead anton feels warm inside.

"let's go."

Anton nods and step foot into academy grounds, from this point onwards he will look for clues to help pharm pass on into the afterlife.

He goes on forward to the office to get his schedule and continue onwards to his class. He knocks the door and hears a rough voice.

"come in"

Anton opens the door to meet a class of students and an adult teacher who really needs a shave and caffeine. He looks at anton in a slightly menacing way before gesturing him to sit.

anton sits in an empty desk in the back and takes out his materials.

"before i begin today's classes, Anyone here respect the lgbtq?"

Almost half of the class raised their hands. The teacher chuckles darkly before slamming his book on his desk. ( little homophobia)

"Let me tell you little brats something, Those faggots and monstrosities are not humans, They're just things that we need to get rid of in this world. i'm telling you this because you're still young kids so you can still change your perspectives."

The other half of the class loudly agrees while anton and the half who raised their hands clench their fists tightly. Anton was so mad that he needed to look out of the window to relax but was confused to see Something flying through the window. His eyes widened at what it was.

"Teacher, duck!"

The teacher look at him angrily but before he could shout, the window on his right shatters as something pierces through his brain. Blood begins to drop from everywhere as the corpse falls down. Everyone was terrified and most of them scrambled out of the class. Anton wanted to get out of there as well but stilled.

"something definitely killed this teacher, it's a supernatural occurrence that's for sure. i should stay here and find some clues."

He stands up and looks around the classroom. he surveyed the window, the glass was everywhere the weapon was thrown with a lot of strength. then he turns around and looks at the body, he was about to pull the weapon out when the door flew open.

"Hey, stop right there!"

The polices rush forward and handcuff anton who tries to struggle free. " you're under arrest for murder."

"wait but i didn't-"

"we'll talk more at the station and with your guardians there."

Anton is slowly led away into the police car. Some students try to speak up for his innocence but it's all brushed off by the police.

however nobody seems to realize that there was something or someone listening to the entire ordeal as they clench their head and hands.

"why.... are.... you...hurting him....again?"

They were in pain again from the memories they recovered, they want to help but how can they? then they saw something follow the police car. their eyes widened, it was as if their body instincts were on because they immediately dashes after the car as well.

"i won't let you hurt him again!"

*timeskip*

Anton is currently in a prison cell while his mother is discussing with the police. his mother knows that anton didn't do it but the police wouldn't think otherwise just because he was the only one near the body.

"i mean there might be some evidence that might prove otherwise you know"

"what else do you need? we caught him as he was killing him?"

"don't you think my son was caught at a bad time?"

"miss, i know you love your son but we caught him pulling out the murder weapon. besides i heard he supports the lgbtq. hahhhah He's definitely the culprit for sure. only fags like him will commit crimes."

"uhh sir please don't"

"oh come on don't you agree? those degenerates of gods should be dead."

suddenly the lights begin flickering as the police keeps sprouting his nonsense. the lights above the police keeps dangling as the apprentice keeps telling him to move.

the lights come crashing down on his head spilling glass everywhere. blood seeps down his entire body as the apprentice scream for his life and the mother at disbelief.

Anton feels hands roaming around his body. he looks around to see a ghost trying to feel his body. he was scared and there was nothing he could do, his arms were handcuffed.

His mother gets the key to unlock the cell and is surprised at seeing the ghost. she tries to get it off but her hands went past it.

"GET OFF MY SON!"

"HAHHAHAH you can't do anything to me!"

"but i can"

A fan cuts the ghost head off as it roars in pain before turning into ash. The mother and son hug. they both look at the ghost who helped. They had a bloody oni mask on with 2 horns sprouting from their head and a bloody dark red kimono. their hands are pale with claws on the end of their fingers, with the right one holding a fan with a hidden blade among them.

Anton should be scared but the ghost has some sense of comfort that he was familiar with.

"pharm?"

hearing the voice made the ghost widens its eyes before returning into its original form.

Anton expected to see the normal pharm but it seems pharm had evolve or some kind, because pharm's face is no longer burned revealing the beauty within. his kimono no longer burned shows a red color with sakura flowers.

"hello auntie, i know you must be confused but please i mean no harm."

Anton hugs pharm ghostly body who returned it.

"thanks for saving me."

They went home and the family kinda had a serious discussion with pharm who real name is y/n

This house was y/n back in the past. He was a orphan who was bullied for being gay. Until one day he decided to commit suicide. He still felt pain but it was better than nothing. However, the many rituals that the townsfolks inflicted on him seems to have summoned many other spirits that eventually possessed the whole town.

He uses his demonic powers that he gain from his death to kill all of them and sealed them in the 2 locked rooms in this house. however because he lost his memories one of the door unlocked causing some of those demons to inhabit the town.

after sharing the general information with anton's family, they had dinner and bonded together. y/n and anton laid on his bed staring at the ceiling.

"you know there was one more thing i didn't tell them."

"what was that?"

Y/n locked his lips together with anton as a wave of memories spread through his mind. how they were once lovers, how y/n killed him because he was possessed, how they cried.

"glad to see that you remembered too, P'dean"

oh how he missed how cheesy they were to call each other by the main leads of until we meet again. but they had always believed in reincarnation.

"missed you too pharm"

They locked lips again, this time with a bit more ferocity. Their tongue entered each other's mouths as they slowly take off the other's clothes. y/n's body was slowly disappearing. they knew they had to be fast. the moment anton's shorts are gone, y/n immediately put that large cock into his hole and immediately ride it. Anton immediately vibrate from the tightness. It had been too long.

"you know-ahh-you would always ahh-rock me into the mattress-ugh but for today-omg-i'll make sure you'll see stars"

y/n clenches harder on the cock making anton whimpers as he drills the cock with strong thrusts.

"heheh, your cock is twitching so much, does it feel that good?"

Anton can only nods as he keeps thrusting into the hot hole.

"ahh ahh heh i feel your precum you know, come on give me all that baby batter, remember how you always wanted to knock me up? Look much your cock is making my belly bulge"

Remembering that only makes him whimpers even more as he ruts even faster into y/n

"yes ahh ahh yes that's it, give-ahh-me-your-CUM"

anton came with a growl, pumping torrents of hot cum into y/n ghostly body. They connected their lips together they kiss under the moonlight. Y/n's body was glowing as more cum keeps flowing into him as his stomach bulge. Finally the last drop of cum was shot into y/n as they pull away.

"i'll see you again anton."

"I'll see you again y/n"

They lean their forehead together as y/n disappears into multiple butterflies.

Anton watches the butterflies swirl around him before disappearing.

Anton puts his shorts back on before closing his eyes smiling.

*timeskip*

Anton was walking home from school after his completing his first year there. He was unlocking the door when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Smiling, he turns around to see a boy looking back at him.

"Good to see you again, y/n."

"i'm back, jagiya."

They lean for a kiss as the flowers petals flow around, marking their fated reunion.

[itzgruvia]

A sudden headcanon came over me.

Let's use Alternative universe, modern times, where Juvia is getting promoted in some job and her colleagues wanted to throw a party for her. But let's keep in mind that Juvia has haters, like few people who hate her for unknown reasons ( maybe jealousy or something idk-) and Juvia sometimes gets bothered but wouldn't try to start anything because she avoids conflicts. Gray hears about this and visits his wife/lover as a surprise. Juvia is delighted and falls in love with him even more so she uses this as an opportunity to show her office, her colleagues and friends and her "haters" as a show of professionalism.

Gray here is a famous man/ceo some kind of a celebrity but not that popular, just known in their own city, he is a big shot. Once Juvia told them who her husband is, "haters" do not believe this obviously and think it's something for Juvia to gain attention to herself.

Anyways,Gray pays great attention to every little detail because that's how smitten he is with her, and takes notes on everything.

Meanwhile, the "haters" catch Juvia by herself because Gray had to use a bathroom, and they made this moment to belittle her and their usual bullying because they don't like Juvia, and Juvia doesn't care, she isn't excalty phased she is more worried about Gray catching them in the act because he can get a bit ... defensive and could potentially hinder the party, although she appreciates that part of him aside from getting himself in trouble.

They stopped their nonsense once they spotted Gray coming by the corner and glaring at them from afar.

"th-this is your...your-"

"Mr Fullbuster?!"

Juvia felt immense pride from the shocked faces and Gray looking them up and down as if they worth nothing, of course they don't.

Gray wanted to jump them that moment, but that would ruin his reputation and Juvia's, a few back talks did enough damage to break them down.

"haters" were never around Juvia from that moment.

- :) how was this?

[notdiabolika]

What do you think would happen if yui suddenly shrank ? Like if she got cursed by the potion that shrinks her what do you think would happen?

What if Yui became VERY small? 🌸

[Português]

A man's voice resounds through the empty church: "Confess your sins." Bare feet walk on the icy ground, It’s covered in shattered stained glass windows A strange painless path, To the silver bottle on the altar. "Drink me," the note reads.

The flavor is strange, But as soon as the last drop touches her lips The maiden opens her eyelids And finds darkness again ——

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"This... Is a dream, isn't it?"

So confused, she slides her hands through the covered fort, discovering that she almost drowned in it as she emerges. It's tiny. Getting out of bed would be an arduous task of ziplining through the sheets, so she sat on her pillow until someone came to see her.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened... I just had a weird nightmare and... I woke up like this."

She tells the Sakamakis everything she has seen in an exasperated tone. It's only a matter of time before everyone else finds out what happened.

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"What? Don't tell me you became small because of a dream..."

He lets out (at least) a nasal laugh when he hears this story while finding it scary. Whoever is behind this is quite powerful, and childish too.

"I think that is what you get for hanging out with vampires like us... You know, it is more comfortable to hear your voice like that, quieter."

Despite his comments, he strives to keep her safe. After all, if something happened, "the responsibility would fall on my shoulders.”

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“... Do you seriously drink from an unlabeled bottle and expect to have no side effects? What nonsense."

He is disappointed and even angry with the situation, believing it would be easy to avoid. 

"Luckily for you, potions rarely have lifetime durability, so I believe the effects are not permanent. Anyway, I'll seek an antidote."

Having access to several books and archives, he does intense research work to make her body return to its original size as soon as possible.

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"Pancake, you're the size of a cockroach..."

Will he bully her? Of course, because "it's your fault for being so careless". But the truth behind his dry banter is that he's stressed, thinking about how he will keep something so small safe.

"How do you expect Yours Truly to drink your blood like this? What a pain... You better get back to normal soon!"

Ayato will fight for mini Yui's attention anyway, he doesn't want her fleeing to any other guy at a time like this.

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"How DARE you do this to us?! What will happen if Teddy needs sewing? Uu... you're so selfish..."

First, he cries, because the sweets she bakes, the tea parties, and all the other plans she made for the two are ruined.

"You know... I might as well crush you with the sole of my shoe. But I will have mercy... if you fit my dolls' dresses, of course."

He starts treating her and playing as if Yui were a real doll, and if she cooperates, he may become more lenient. Or not.

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"Aww... little bitch looks so adorable... It seems like you will need our help for a long, long time."

He finds the situation funny instead of complaining and teases her a lot for having fallen into such a trap.

"What's it like to watch me be so much bigger than you? Does this size difference make you excited? Fufu... It's a shame there's nothing we can do like this."

A fraction of him is satisfied by caring for Yui, stroking her head, and helping her get around, even if it's problematic. Maybe he would even feel a little vulnerable and sensitive for that reason.

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“... What the fuck? How did this happen?"

No one is more confused than him. Now Subaru has to ensure his brothers don't hurt such a delicate version of Yui.

"Give her some space! She can't breathe with all of you taking her oxygen and talking like a bunch of parrots. It's even hurting my ears."

Definitely takes the prize for being the most stressed out in this situation, can't wait for Reiji to find an antidote because he can't take this anymore and it’s only been five minutes.

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Choosing Sakamakis to answer that request was definitely a big mistake XD

The monologue at the beginning had a slight reference to the plot of Lunatic Parade, so consider this mess a whole work by Count Walter. How small Yui actually got is debateable, and I wouldn't take the boy's words at face value.

I would like to thank the anonymous person who sent me such an exotic idea, it was fun to explore and think about how they would react.

Have a nice day ✨

[idontplaytrack]

✧ Jersey 48

Janis 'Imi'ike x sibling!reader(a year younger) + Janis ‘Imi’ike x Regina George(established r/s)

Warnings: xenophobia, homophobia, coarse language, incest mentions, porn mentions, implied self-harm

In which, reader starts having a hard time at school following a breakup that went bad. Janis is determined to help out her younger sister.

"y/n? Can I come in?" You hear a couple of knocks on your door followed by Janis' question.

"No, go away." You rejected.

"y/n." She says, a soft thud follows. She'd leaned against the wooden door.

"Go away, Janis. I don't know what to say to you."

Janis fiddles with the door handle and saw that the lock wasn't even turned in the direction to indicate that the door was indeed, locked. She quietly opened the door, and it creaks.

"What the fuck, Janis. I told you to leave me alone." You spat harshly and your older sister remains unfazed. She joins you on the floor, where you’d been crying. But you deny it. She could definitely tell, though.

“Stop looking at me like that- I don’t need your pity. I don’t know how to tell you everything.”

“y/n, is this because of Sofia?” Janis took a wild guess and hit the nail right on the head.

“Which part? The forcing me to come out, the getting all of North Shore’s students to turn on me, or the part where she stole my clothes while I was in the locker room shower and humiliated me?” You rambled.

“That bitch.” Janis bit the inside of her cheek, the anger inside her quickly boiling. “Screw her. Regina will destroy her.”

“Stop. I don’t want anyone else getting dragged into this. Especially not your girlfriend.”

“I’m here to protect you. You’re my sister- no one’s getting away with that.”

“You know what’s the worse thing I’ve heard since this whole shit show started?” You scoffed, wiping your tears away. “Go back to your country. Some prick I’ve never even seen in my three years of being in the school said that to me and shoved me into a locker. That is a bloody mind fuck- when you’re already feeling like shit, whatever nonsense you hear, sticks. As if I don’t belong here. I was born here. I know that, but still - I’m sad over that. Over a few words from someone who doesn’t know anything about me.”

“Babe, where the hell…” Regina’s voice made you look up quickly, “Oh, shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t-”

“No, don’t be.” Janis stops her, “I’m gonna need your help with this. y/n what’s his jersey number?”

“How’d you know he was wearing a jersey?” You sniffled.

“Okay…” Regina enters your room despite being a little confused.

“48? I don’t know. He has that blonde streak in his hair.” You exhaled shakily.

“Janis, sweetie. I’m gonna need more than that. Even though I know who you want me to go after.” Regina sat down as well.

“Mr. has-been-held-back-twice was being a racist fuck and got physical with her.” Janis explained simply.

“Fucking Benedict?” Regina scoffs, “Didn’t he-”

“Yes.”

“The blockhead who tou-”

“Yes.” Janis seethed.

“What’d he do to you?”

“Eggs Benedict and little miss Sofia, are in cahoots.” Regina revealed.

“Regina. Enough.” Janis warned. “She needs to know. We can do our best to protect her, but we’ll never be 100% sure.”

“They’re step siblings. And he molested Janis back when we were in middle school.”

“Oh, my God.” You gulped, “Janis, I’m sorry.”

“I punched him. Then, I kicked him in the balls.” Janis shrugged. “I lived, I’m fine.”

“So what? They’re the new king and queen of the school who just prey on people they don’t like?”

“Without bullying, they’re powerless.” Regina explains, “And I have just the thing to bring them down.”

“Should I be scared?” You asked your sister.

“No.” Janis assured, “You’re not gonna get involved.”

“If this is another one of the Burn Books, please don’t do that.”

“That Burn Book was nothing. What I have…it’ll ruin them forever. No one messes with my people and gets away with it.”

“What exactly do you have on them?” Janis asked, curiously.

“Something disgusting.” Regina shrugs, “Anyway, y/n, cry it out, scream, whatever you want..but remember that you have us in your corner and you’ll definitely find someone who loves you for you.”

“Tell me.” Janis arched a brow.

“You want your little sister to hear that those two are basically Sweet Home Alabama-ing?”

Janis’ eyes widened in shock, but she quickly laughs, regaining her composure. “Now I’m curious to know how you found out.”

“The Internet. It’s not like they were hiding it- maybe that’s why the people at school are scared of them. They don’t want to be the next one dragged into their little p-”

“So much for not talking about others behind their backs.” You grabbed a tissue from your nightstand to blow your nose.

“Regina? Stop. That’s enough of that.” Janis interjected, “y/n, did he-”

“No, he didn’t touch me. Sofia tried to kiss me— in public and when I told her I couldn’t, she screamed bloody murder and told everyone in the halls I tried to come onto her.”

Janis scoffs, “That’s what you did, babe.”

“I was in denial and an immature little shit. Now, I’m not.” Regina said.

“What, a bitch? You still are.” Janis replies without hesitation.

Regina squints at your sister, “What I did was wrong, but the difference is this- we had consent. I just said shit to make her embarrassed. She didn’t have consent from you and if we’re gonna get technical, that can be an attempted assault.”

“No it can’t.” You say. “We were dating when it happened. She tried to flip it on me and said that I tried to- I already made it clear to her that I wasn’t okay with PDA and she just-”

“Yes. It. Can.” Regina insists.

“No one’s gonna believe me.”

“Oh, I’ll make them believe you.” Regina stood up, “Trust me, baby. You’re not gonna have to worry about them anymore.”

————

“Where did you get this, Regina?”

“The Internet. Look it up yourself if you don’t believe me- they’re very well-known on that side of it.” The blonde shrugs.

“Janis?”

“Sofia Swanson tried to kiss my sister against her will. Can you tell me that’s not an attempted sexual assault? She’s gotten many people in the school to call my sister nasty names, homophobic slurs, jocks telling her to ‘go back to her country’ when she clearly belongs in this one.”

“Those are very serious allegations, Ms. ‘Imi’ike.”

“If you don’t believe me, believe my sister.” Janis sighs, defeated.

“We…will look into all of it. Thank you for coming to us about this. y/n, I’m very sorry about what’s happening. Until we finish our investigation, you don’t have to come to school of you don’t feel safe. Janis or Regina can bring you back your assignments.”

You thanked the discipline mistress and left the office before Janis and Regina did. “Can I take her home?” You hear Janis ask Ms. Sutton.

“Sure.”

“Thanks.”

The exchange was quick, with Janis catching up to you when you’ve barely made it into the hallway. Realising which room you’d walked out of, fellow students began to stare and speculate. But when they saw Regina following behind you and Janis, they truly just shut the fuck up. “Attention students- will Benedict Ortega and Sofia Swanson please report to Ms. Sutton’s office. Now.” The announcement comes through the PA system, causing everyone to get more…excited. Nosy. You scurry through the halls, your eye on the exit.

Slam. Someone had their arm out on a locker door to block your path. Sofia.

“Leave her alone.” Regina stated simply. She doesn’t waver. “Oh, no?” Regina continued. The two most random words flew from her lips next, two words you recognised to be Sofia’s (and Benedict’s) Reddit username where they posted their disgusting things. The colour drains from the brunette’s cheek instantly, her face twitching.

“That’s what I thought.” Regina shrugs, a hand on one of your shoulders.

“Hi, sissy liz.” Benedict was the next player on the field.

“Move out of the way.” Janis’ fists were balled up in anger, and she knew if the three of you didn’t get out fast, she will hit someone.

“Why so angry, shortie?” He teased, that smug look and nickname made Regina want to scream.

“Move. Out. Of. The. Way.” Janis repeated herself. He doesn’t listen, but instead coos at you and tilted your chin up with a finger- you wanted to gag, no, puke on him.

“Hands off of her. You mustn’t have heard what I told your sister, you numbnut.” Regina had a protective arm around you now.

“What? Oh, pray tell- what did you say?” He mocked, eyeing you and Janis up and down. His gaze stops on Janis’ chest and Regina could tell.

“You horny fuck.” Regina spat, “No one looks at my girlfriend like that. She’s mine.” She spun on her heels to announce to the crowd, “This goes out to all of you nosy, nosy people. Anyone who tries to mess with Janis, her sister or anyone else in my circle? You can expect to be humiliated.”

“Sofia, Benedict. My office. Now!” Ms. Sutton yells, allowing the three of you to leave before Janis got angry enough to physically hurt someone.

Damian stops you all near the exit and you yelped, startled. “Janis, what’s going on?”

“A lot.” She tells him, “I’ve to take her home, but even if we don’t explain it to you, the truth will come out soon enough.”

He could tell by the looks on your faces that it was something bad. “Okay, I’ll be by after school. Take care, y’all.”

You got into Regina's backseat, Janis took her usual seat in the front. You thought she would've sat with you, but you guess she knew better than that. You wanted some space. "y/n, how about some ice cream?" The blonde glances at you before she started to drive. You shrug. "That usually means yes when it comes to dessert." Janis chimed in. You didn't say anything else until Regina pulls up in front of the ice cream parlour, trying to take in your last few hours of peace before your parents bombarded you with questions. Janis asks if you wanted to go inside with them, you told her no.

"That's okay, I know what flavour and toppings you like." She smiled at you kindly. As Regina held the door open for Janis, you watched how they interacted, hoping that one day you'd find your own love too. You couldn't help but feel a little envious, or jealous. But ever since you fell out of the closet to over 1000 students, you've been nothing but an anxious mess.

There was a little bit of a line in the ice cream parlour, so you see them start talking- Regina said something that made her laugh. You loved that she made your sister as happy as she did. And she was a great friend to you. Janis turned around to take a peek at you, and she waves. You flashed her a little smile, getting back into your thoughts again.

————

"You guys can go back to school, you know that, right?"

"Yeah. But this one might punch some people and get herself for trouble, and I don't want that." Regina says as she scooped another mouthful of her ice cream onto the tiny wooden spoon.

"Like I would care."

"I would." Regina replies nonchalantly, "You have good intentions, and they deserve it. But I just don't wan you in trouble, you know? They're not worth it."

And so...they stayed with you. When 4p.m. rolled around, your company grew: Aaron, Cady, Damian, Gretchen and Karen show up. "Oh, my God." You muttered under your breath, "That's so many people." You liked them, and their company and they were the only people who believed you when this shit show started, so you really appreciated them. However, you simply didn't do too well with big groups of people showing up unannounced giving you little to no time to mentally prepare yourself. Oh, and they were always over at your place but you still felt this way anyway. Janis shot Regina, who was answering the door, a look. "Everybody's here." Regina confirmed. Maybe it was because they would all ask if you were okay or how you were doing or feeling...and you didn't want to deal with that. Or maybe it was because that made you feel like you were getting pitied on. The bunch of them must've already heard why Benedict and Sofia were called into Sutton's office.

Janis seems to have read your mind, asking the group if they'd already heard anything. "Oh, yeah." Aaron stifles a laugh, "Everyone was buzzing about it at lunch."

"Are they?" Regina smirked.

"Oh, no- did you start the rumour?" Cady asks, worried.

"Start it? Ew, no." Regina scoffs, asking for the bag of sour soda bottle gummies from Gretchen for you, "That's not my doing. The school already knows those two freaks are doing porn. I simply handed the evidence to Sutton. It's not my fault they all decided it was now okay to openly discuss their gross sex life."

"Thanks." You told her, accepting the half-eaten bag of sweets. These were your favourite and she knew it.

"Janis." Regina called her name to get her attention, reaching over to get some chips from the bag in your sister's hands. Janis tilted the bag towards, her letting her reach inside easier. "Thanks, baby." "Do you wanna switch with me, Regina?" You ask, seeing that you were currently wedged between her and Janis. "No, y/n. I want to sit with you and so does she, so, y'know."

"You two are watching me like a toddler." "And can you blame her?" Regina asks, referring to your sister.

"Fine, drop it." You sigh in defeat, Aaron reaches into your(well, it wasn't yours, but they let you have it) bag of sour gummies to grab a few. "Sorry, just wanted a couple. Didn't mean to startle you."

"It's fine." You muttered.

Awhile later, the mood eases up and the bunch of you were engaged in a conversation about current events, trending headlines...whatever. Anything but schoolwork, really. Suddenly, Janis' phone rang and she excuses herself. You got up to go get a drink from the fridge, looking at Janis who was talking on the phone with your Mother in the backyard.

'She's doing okay right now, Mom. She's hanging out with our friends. Yeah, everyone's here right now.'

That's all you needed to hear, focusing on nothing but keeping your mind clear now. It's been cluttered with anxiety, fear and negativity from the past few weeks but you were finally in your safe space, with the best people you've met in your life.

The bunch left right around dinnertime - but not before Cady handed you a gift (it was a Beanie Boo Husky that shared your birthday), and when they did leave, your parents returned. You hurried upstairs to avoid them. "Where is she-" Regina started to ask, Janis tilted her head towards the door, "Parents are home. She's exhausted- just let her hide in there."

"Well, it's not like they can't talk to her even through the door. That's what you did, baby." Regina smirked.

"Ku'uipo, where's y/n?"

"In her room. I don't think she wants to talk, really." Janis led with that.

"Okay, so what the school told me..."

"What did the school tell you?"

"That y/n was getting bullied by a couple of students, and that you two told on them to the school."

"In detail?"

"Yeah, I know she got pushed into lockers, called names, almost got kissed by the girl." Your mom reveals.

"Has she been in there all day, Janny?" Your dad quipped.

"No, she just went upstairs not too long ago." Janis informed.

"I still think we should t-" Your Mom sighs softly.

"Mom, honestly- she's not gonna say much. She's already said all she could about it to me when I pressed her about it. If you go in there asking about the same things, having her repeat all that? She'll be crying herself to sleep. No doubt."

"Okay." She agreed tearfully, "Um, okay. I'll go get changed then get started on dinner."

"Alright, thanks Mom." With that being said, your parents headed for their room to wash up after a day at work.

"Baby, do you want me to stay?" Regina asks as your parents leave the living room.

"Would be nice." Janis nodded, standing on her tiptoes briefly to plant a kiss on Regina's lips.

[docholligay]

Part two of worst book because this entry broke my tumblr

First place for giving me the RIDE OF MY LIFE

So. This is kinda on me. The worst book I read this year was Arrow's Fall. It's the third book in a trilogy and the other two weren't good. I have liked some of the other work by this author but this is some of her earliest stuff and it Shows. We start off "strong" with a girl from a religious group which is definitely not fantasy Amish-Mormonism, who runs away from home because she is not like other girls and she wants to be a magic knight. Luckily, she is Chosen by a magic horse to be the specialist magic knight in the whole kingdom. She attends knight school, where she is bullied by normies who want to be magic knights but weren't Chosen by magic horses. They attempt to murder her (as children are wont to do) but she miraculously survives and awakens a whole new super special magic power! There's some court Intrigue (the princess' nanny is a traitor, so apparently the castle vetting system sucks) and then we are introduced to the concept of "lifebonds" (psychic, soulmate-adjacent nonsense) when one half of a Bonded pair (and I think the only lesbians in this trilogy) is murdered and the mc uses her special magic powers to save the other. Don't worry, the lifebond concept will return. Many. Times. Somewhere in there, we also met an older magic knight (but not too old ;) ) who was the mc's magic teacher for a while. There is some very obvious romance setup. Thus ends the first book. I want to know who hired the nanny and who helped her escape so I start the second book. I do not find out. The second book takes us away from court and almost all plot lines related to it are dropped until the third book (except the one with the very obviously evil noble who wants the crown and isn't being particularly subtle about it -- seriously the castle intelligence system must be absolute trash). I will not go into detail about the second book because the only thing that happens which has lasting consequences is that the mc starts sleeping with the best friend of her teacher from the first book. This guy actually has some personality and sometimes conflicting opinions to the mc, so he is obviously not endgame. I STILL want to know what's up with the court drama (I am a fool) so I read the third book. The third book sucks.

We return to harping on lifebonds (gotta love fated romance with boring men, I only just noticed the Usagi/Mamoru parallel). But oh no! Misunderstandings! The mc was sleeping with her fated partner's best friend and the Poor Man has trauma with people liking his friend more than him! (Can't imagine why.) To be completely fair to him, using someone's feelings for you in order to get closer to someone else IS a dick move. It is part of his Tragic Backstory that this has happened to him before. Since the mc has already successfully slept with the best friend multiple times, I'm not sure why this keeps getting brought up though. Clearly she doesn't need his help with that. There is also an arranged marriage being offered to the princess that could not more clearly be some kind of trap, but we have to debate it for several chapters anyway. People keep trusting the Obviously Evil Noble, who continues to be Obviously Evil. (He is somehow still a trusted advisor despite the fact that his advice somehow mysteriously keeps resulting in the almost-death/disgrace of the Royal family. No one questions this.) The mc and the actually interesting man are sent to investigate the Clearly A Trap marriage proposal to the princess. The stars align so that they arrive as the potential suitor is in the process of murdering a bunch of people as part of a coup. (He is the prince, but apparently got impatient because he is Evil.) The mc is captured and tortured. It turns out the nanny was the mastermind all along (and a powerful mage) who has Seduced the prince to Evil. We spend Way Too Long discussing the fact that she and the prince are getting sexual pleasure from torturing the mc. The mc uses her magic horse (who escaped) to communicate that she has been captured but not to rescue her because it will be too hard. Her soulmate uses magic to rescue her anyway. But Tragedy! She has drunk poison to escape her fate!

Not to worry though. She's the main character, and thus functionally immortal. She wakes up and tells the princess (despite the fact that the Queen is Also There) that the Obviously Evil Noble is Evil. She did not figure this out herself. The Evil Prince had to tell her. I need some of the charisma this guy clearly has to get so many people to blindly trust him. Instead of telling the Queen or accusing him in court and having a trial. The mc and Princess set up a "trap" in which the mc basically just tells him that she knows he's Evil while the princess hides to witness his reaction. As he has reached the end of his plot relevance, all his scheming ability deserts him and he tries to kill the mc when she confronts him. (Which is wild, because she has no physical proof so it's her word, secondhand from the Evil Prince, against his, and he's apparently a super trusted Royal Advisor. Like, I feel there were ways he could have spun this so it just went away, but his intellect only existed as the plot required so.)

The princess kills the Obviously Evil Noble on the spot for trying to kill the mc. There are no other witnesses to him trying to do this, so I am not sure why this was any better than just killing him outright and not bothering with the plan. We are reaching the end of the novel, so the mc gets together with the boring man, it is confirmed that the two of them are soulmates, and the book ends with them getting married. And the ghost of the interesting man leaves them a message saying he approves of their union (I am not entirely clear on how.) I wish I had something more witty to say about that, but instead I just find it inarticulably annoying. 2 out of 5 stars -- probably still a better use of my time than TikTok.

Nax (can't tag you so pay attention to the draw) I loved this. I read it more than once. I want it acted out as a street performance.

[aikoiya]

I just do not understand the insistence that animals must be sentient.

Because if they were, then why are the animals that kill other animals not labeled as murderers?

Hell, why aren't cats seen as malicious, mini, jigsaw killers considering how they play with their food. Why aren't ewes looked upon with disgust for often trampling orphaned lambs that a farmer tries to get them to adopt? Why aren't wolves seen as bullies for hunting in packs to kill prey? Why aren't dolphins more acknowledged for being effing rapists?

If you believe that animals are capable of reasoning, then that automatically makes all animals that eat meat into exactly what humans that eat meat are, thus they should be looked upon with every bit as much scorn as certain vegans look upon regular ass people. And it'd also mean that any animal that hunts is a murderer.

Hell, many animals are cannibals! In fact, plenty even eat the young of other animals or even their own young if they're so much as lacking in B12!

Literally! Mother hamsters are known to eat her own babies if she's put on an all-corn diet! They don't even have to be dying because of it!

You can't claim that animals are all sentient & then not hold them responsible for their actions! That's hypocritical! Because if these animals are sentient, then they are making the active decision to commit these actions & should be held acountable for them! Period!

Seriously, unless an animal is specifically an obligate herbivore, they will likely still eat meat given the chance!

And, whether you like it or not, animals are only as vegan as their options. As soon as times get tough for a deer, it's gonna be eyeing up any little Tweeties or Thumpers they come across. Same with horses, sheep, ect.

In fact, if animals are as deserving of life & respect as us, then doesn't that make having pets the same as slavery? And how do cat owners even justify feeding their pets? At least those that force their cats into a vegan lifestyle are being consistent even though they're abusing the poor things. Those cats aren't gonna live to be 10 years old on a diet like that & they'll be miserable the whole time.

Like, how do people twist their brains into so many directions just to justify their lifestyles??

Seriously, humans are so freaking unique within the animal kingdom. We are probably the only creatures who would do all this nonsense for the sake of critters that honestly don't give an eff.

Like, dude, whatever. You don't wanna eat meat, then don't. No skin off my brow. More brisket for me! But don't moralize your choice & don't demonize those who love a delicious steak.

Here's what some don't seem to understand; those animals are gonna die anyway, whether it's by the hand of man, a predator animal, sickness, or old age. Their days are numbered no matter what. And, quite frequently, they'll still get eaten. So, in the end, what's the difference if a sheep is eaten by a human or a buzzard or a coyote?

You didn't save that sheep's life. You only postponed the inevitable. Because if you're not the one who eats it, then someone or something else will. You cannot stop it.

And it's likely going to hurt regardless, so saying shit like "anything to reduce at least a little bit of the pain in the world" is just pure naiveté. You haven't reduced the pain in the world even a little. And in fact, considering how a lot of animals don't even care if their food is all-the-way dead as they're eating them, you could even say that that animal might end up experiencing even more pain than if they'd been killed by a human.

And that isn't even taking into account sickness or accidents! How do you know that that animal's last moments won't be spent in complete misery or abject fear??

Because one of the things about humans is that, for the most part, we prefer our food dead-dead before we eat it. And we intentionally go out of our ways to make death as painless a transition as possible, even for the animals we're gonna eat.

If we're gonna keep it 100, ya'll. Humans can be some of the gentlest, most merciful killers on earth.

Hell, we have laws against animal cruelty!

And, the thing is, animals... don't. Period. In fact, most don't make it to old age.

So, in the end, your efforts were meaningless.

[pocket-jack]

Kid: Damn, the bitch looks beautiful with our team work!

Luffy: Team work makes the dream work!

Law: Most of the thing was made by Eustas-ya anyway...

Kid: And monkey did the colouring! And you saved, what, like three of my finger along the process? Don't be humble, Trafalgar! I respect the good cooperation!

Luffy: Oh! Let's sign this one! Like co-creators!

Kid: Great idea! You know what? You've been coloring like a pro, so I'm gonna let you first!

Luffy: Thank you, jaggy!

Law: What are you planing?

Kid: "Smiles mysteriously"

Luffy: There! I signed it!

Kid: ...

Kid: Damn, your handwriting's sucks!

Luffy: Huh!?

Kid: Yep. It sucks a huge dick! Let me sign it so there at least will be one good signature

Luffy: You're such a dick, jaggy!

Law: Yeah. A bully.

Kid: There! That's how ya write correctly, bitch!

Luffy: That looks bad too!

Kid: NOT AS MUCH AS YOURS, ASSHOLE!!

Luffy: Yours is sharp and pointy! What the hell!?

Kid: At least mine doesn't look like chicken scratch!! Learn how to write properly and only then bully my writing!

Luffy: You've had it coming, idiot! Get what you deserve, bully!

Kid: Look at that! You've wrote F backwards and did a mistake in your own name! Who can't write his own name!?

Luffy: But-.. Well-.. Yours is almost unreadable! It's too sharp and confusing and aggressive! And why highlight!? WHY!? Are you that self loving!?

Kid: Hey! My one isn't confusing! Look at yours if you wanna see confusing!

Law: Can we stop with this childish nonsense? You're both suck at this, admit it!

Kid: Tch, yeah, go ahead, Mr. Perfectionist, let us see what perfect signature looks!

Law: There. Happy?

KidLu: A... :0

Law: ....

Law: "Turns red"

Kid: ...

Luffy: ...

Kid: I'm sorry, I bullied your handwriting, monkey

Luffy: Yeah, me too, jaggy! I didn't mean to say those awful things to you...

Law: MY HANDWRITING ARE NOT THAT BAD!!

[uninformedartist]

I see u arguing with this faizih gal on Twitter

Hi. It wouldn't have been an argument if Faizih didn't bring up my youtube comment & being petty.

I commented on their PUBLIC YT video my thoughts & opinions. This was the comments:

Faizih then made this twitter post about my comment:

I adressed it by saying this:

The multiple comments, I'll also adress this later on.

Faizih responed smug like this, a lot of accusations & lies from them

My response:

Faizih second response:

Mine:

I then quote retweeted them this:

And I left it like that, Faizih went on to say nonsense on their twitter but I don't care about that.

Faizih made this comment mocking Shay, the fan who committed suicide due to the fandom bullying them & liked this comment saying their death was made up on their YouTube.

I replied with this to their twitter comment:

"You disgust me. What a heartless thing to say about a suicide victim. Your fandom relentlessly bullied Shay & they took their own life because of it. Fuck you. For this I'm blocking you. Talk shit & spread lies about me idgaf but on Shay who is no longer here, jou moer".

And blocked them. Petty stuff, Faizih is a heartless individual mocking a victim of suicide like this. "Show us their burial site if you're that bothered by it", fucking disgusting and heartless to say.

Anyway thats what happened anon.