#...and therefore killing the girl in the bathroom

[echowrld]

imagine being hopelessly devoted to a fault and moment you stop, you betray yourself but become human. imagine being hopelessly uncommitted to a fault and the moment you tighten up, you become a worse person but become human. imagine finally becoming human for a short moment by making hard and out of character choices during a nightmare scenario where you are expected to fall back in to roles you played your entire life. imagine dying anyways.

[princessbrunette]

boxer!rafe had his anger mostly under control. thats what the boxing was for. but no one’s perfect. there were times he’d slip up.

he’d developed the knack for being able to ignore the other men in the locker room at the fighting grounds. he had his own upcoming fights to worry about, his own family to feed — whilst he used to be a sucker for a good argument, it had become the least of his concerns. they knew that about him, therefore they knew what would get under his skin.

“ayeee, it’s pretty boy!” one jeered as he stepped into the locker room — sore, toned body trudging over to his usual locker to retrieve his stuff so he could get out and go home to you. he was used to the nickname, infact it had even been self proclaimed at some points on the ring. girls held up ‘pretty boy’ signs during his fights, upon winning multiple fights and climbing the ranks he was gifted a chain with ‘pretty motherfucker’ engraved on the pendant. it was nothing new to him.

the chatter continues in the room amongst the men, and he figures he can let his guard down now, knowing they wouldn’t be testing him. they’d heard of his rage through stories, rumours that he’d been in jail for killing a cop in his past. it intrigued people, wanting to see how far they could push him. just as the cameron boy is getting his gym bag together to leave, he’s brought into the conversation once more.

“right? i wanna start seein’ some newer faces in the crowd i’m gettin’ tired of the regulars.” the same douche that addressed rafe when he entered speaks, eyes flickering over to the younger guy in amusement. “hey cameron, got anyone you can bring to spice things up around here? how ‘bout that pretty wife of yours? maybe she can motivate me before the fight—”

he doesn’t get to finish his taunt, before in a flash rafe had pinned him the locker with a crash, doors rippling and padlocks clattering. he presses his arm into the man’s neck, jaw clenched and vein popping out his neck.

“fuck you say? huh? nah, go ‘head repeat yourself.” rafe threatens, practically growling through bared teeth at the man. the other fighter goes to shove him back, but the cameron man is unmovable. if there’s one thing he doesn’t play about, it’s you.

rafe stumbles back slightly, but it’s only to wind up and slam his fist into the man’s face when he dared to smile. the other men start to get involved now, trying to pull rafe off but it only made him angrier. “think that’s funny? yeah?” he yells, and punches the man again, the time harder. his skin cracks and blood splashes onto his knuckles as he continues. he knew this was going to result in at least a week suspension from the gym, and that was with the gym owner being fond of rafe. he shoves himself off eventually, the man groaning on the floor in pain.

full of adrenaline, rafe picks up his bag and heads to leave, but not without spitting out a venomous “lemme hear you talk about my wife again. i’ll kill you. a’ight?”

he’s not proud of himself by the time he’s arrived home. it’s been a while since he’d gotten angry like that, violent outside of professional boxing. it’s so soft in your shared home when he arrives, and it makes him feel ashamed. it smelled like you’d been baking fresh cookies, the house clean just for him. it melts him, because sometimes he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was still the monster he used to be. something that didn’t belong here.

he stops in the doorway to see you napping on the couch, looking delicate like a petal that had fallen off a flower, drifted in the wind and had just landed there perfectly. the small bump that had only just begun to show through your dress strains ever so slightly against the material and he scratches at his cheek. he shouldn’t be acting like this. not when fatherhood is approaching.

he busies himself off to the shower, hoping to wash the day from him. not long later, the sound of the water woke you — and you appear in the bathroom quietly, stripping yourself of your clothes and climbing in behind him. you press a soft kiss to the centre of his back because you could tell it’s tense, a telltale sign that he’d had a rough day. you don’t need to speak, not yet anyway as he relaxes slightly at your touch — feeling your tits press against him from behind and your swollen tummy when you lean forward. he lets out a long sigh, head running beneath the water.

hugging him from behind, you peer round to see his bruised knuckles. he hadn’t come home with those for a long time, he’d usually wrap them if he was going to spar or whatever.

“what happened?” you can’t help yourself, curiosity getting the better of you.

he presses his lips together, caught. he doesn’t wanna tell you what they said, make you uncomfortable. it’s not necessary and it would only make him mad all over again. he runs his knuckles under the water, ridding them of any of the left over dried blood that he wasn’t sure was his.

“ah i uh… i lost my temper… a little. s’not important.” he huffs, peeking briefly over his shoulder at you. you don’t question it, knowing it was potentially a sore subject. he feels another kiss on his back.

“s’okay.” you’re so nurturing, so gentle. your hands slide around his hip bones, caressing the veined skin on his lower stomach above his cock. the appendage jumps once realising what you were after. maybe it didn’t take long because of the soft kisses and your body pressing to his, paired with the day he’d had — but he’s hard in no time when you start palming at him.

he tips his head back under the water, the droplets racing down his toned back and shoulders as you slowly tug at him from behind, doing your best to relax him. “s’okay rafe.” you whisper once more. “you’re home now.”

he certainly was.

[moonlightdawn1102]

'Good Girl' - 18+

Pairings: Famous Reader x Bodyguard Bucky Barnes

Word Count: 2613

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vagina sex, dominant/submissive relationship, unprotected sex, teasing, enemies to lovers.

When your father had first approached the subject of getting you a bodyguard, you’d been against it and genuinely couldn’t have imagined something worse. Who in their right mind would want some stranger following them around every second of the day? You already had very little privacy due to your father being in the public eye, you weren’t about to let some random man have his eyes on you at all times as well. At least that’s what you’d told yourself until you walked into your father’s office and saw Bucky Barnes. 

However, despite his handsome appearance the man was sarcastic and the definition of annoying. He’d made your life hell ever since he’d been put in charge of your safety. He was simply impossible to get along with and he’d even rejected all of your flirtatious remarks which only furthered your frustration. 

Just like now. You were sitting in a restaurant opposite him and he was questioning you on some steamy photos you’d sent to an ex-boyfriend who you occasionally hooked up with.

"Those steamy pictures went to my ex-boyfriend, who I hook up with at times. Is that what you wanted to hear? I trust him, and therefore, it's not a security concern. He wouldn't blackmail me”

You pick up your fork and take a bite of your food, "And if you're jealous, just admit it. No need to act like you're concerned about who's seeing me half naked because of security concerns when we both know it's because you wish I was sending those pictures to you" you say with a smirk.

Bucky picks away at his salad for a couple of silent moments, grinding his teeth before looking back up at you and your cheeky smirk. 

"That's an assumption and a half. If I didn't know you, sure, I wouldn't mind seeing some garage poster worthy pictures of you. But - and I never thought I'd be saying this - personality apparently plays a big part in attraction somehow."

“So you can provoke me all you want, but you're not getting rid of me, princess”. 

With a thin layer of sweat coating his forehead, he sighs and chews on his cheek. Why did you have to be the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen? Those pictures had sent a wave of pleasure through him that he didn’t even know he could still experience. However, Bucky Barnes was exceptional at his job and fraternising with his clients was something he just wouldn’t do. Although, he was damn close to just picking you up and fucking you until you saw stars. 

"Excuse me for a moment, I need to use the restroom.”

Fully anticipating the possibility of you ditching him, Bucky makes his way to the restroom and splashes some cold water across his face, struggling to keep himself together. You being so close yet so out of reach is killing him.

You watch Bucky stand up from the table and head to the bathroom. You wait for a few seconds to make sure Bucky had actually left before you quickly put some money down on the table to pay for the food. You grab your phone and purse before exiting the restaurant quickly, you walk down the street and call a friend to come pick you up.

Even though Bucky expected it, he’s still infuriated that you ditched him. The sexual frustration that he’d been experiencing was amplified tenfold. He was able to hear the clicking of your heels down the street which makes it easy for him to follow you. He shifts into the shadows and catches up within seconds. A silent breeze caresses your face and other than it, you hear nothing around you. You see nothing around aside from the occasional car driving past. Suddenly, two strong arms snap around you like a bear trap. 

"That wasn't very nice of you” Bucky whispers in your ear. 

He presses his palm against your mouth and pulls you into the alley. His arm around your waist tightens and he gently tilts your head to the side to expose your neck. Bucky was acting on sheer impulse and desire now and nothing was going to stop him from taking what he wanted. 

"I won't let you leave just like that, princess..." he whispers along your skin, pressing his lips against your neck. 

You struggle in his grip until you feel his lips against your neck, the action makes your knees weak and you let out a soft whimper. Bucky loved how you squirmed in his arms. So helpless... He can already imagine how explosive you'll be once he moves his hand away from your mouth. 

"Maybe I did want you all this time..." he confesses and slowly slides his tongue along your skin. 

"Now... Be a good girl and stay quiet. The last thing you want is to cause a scene” he says with a smirk on his lips. 

He turns you around before pinning you against the wall. Bucky’s eyes shimmer in the dark like a cat's and before he can process any of his thoughts, he leans in to press his lips against your neck again, softly sucking on your skin as he grabs onto your wrists and pins them against the wall too. You feel his lips caressing your neck before they move to your jawline, tracing it with kisses before he reaches your chin and leans back, his hot breath tickling your lips. 

"If I let go of your hands, will you try to run away?”

Your head falls back against the wall and you moan softly at the feeling of his lips on your neck again. You squirm to try and gain some control over the situation, but getting out of his grip was going to be impossible with how much larger and stronger he was. You feel your panties become slightly damp at his actions, you swallow thickly and shake your head at his words, 

"N..No..I won't run away.." you whisper.

You were reacting much differently than Bucky thought you would. The adorable moans, the lack of any screaming... He could see your face perfectly in the dark and there didn't seem to be any anger on it like there usually would be. Bucky’s grip loosens around your wrists and you feel his hands slide along your arms before one of the hands ends up cupping your breast while the other glides down your side and grabs your ass. Right as that happens, he closes the distance and gives you a sensual kiss.

Bucky gently wedges his knee between your thighs, pressing it against your crotch to rub it. Feeling Bucky’s knee wedge itself between your thighs sends a shiver through your body, you feel him press it against your crotch causing the lace fabric of your panties to rub against your clit making you moan out in delight. He briefly pulls back from the kiss to catch his breath, playfully biting your plump lower lip. 

"You're so hot, princess..." he whispers in your ear before catching your earlobe between his lips and softly sucking on it. 

He slips his hand under your skirt and into your panties to sink his nails into your bare ass. Bucky looks into your eyes, “I want more of you Y/N..” he whispers. 

You feel heat rush to your stomach when he tells you that he wants more of you. You let out a gentle yelp when his nails dig into the skin of your ass and you find yourself instantly nodding your head like a mad woman, "I..I..Yes..I want you.." you say quickly.

Bucky shifts his knee back and replaces it with his other hand as he pulls your skirt up. You hear how he softly gasps at the feeling of wet lace against his fingertips before he applies more pressure and gently teases you through your panties in slow circles. 

"You're so wet already?" he hums. 

"Yeah, well..What did you expect when you're touching my pussy like it belongs to you?" you mumble with a hint of sarcasm.

"You mean to tell me it doesn't belong to me?" He teases you.

Bucky closes his eyes and traces your wet folds with his fingertips as if memorizing your contours before softly massaging them up and down, his thumb stroking your sensitive clit. You feel his middle finger sliding directly along your slit before slipping inside until his knuckles press against you. You feel how it curls inside you as he massages your sweet spot and begins to finger you.

"Promise me you'll stay quiet... We'll get in a lot of trouble if someone catches us doing this there." Bucky whispers while pulling down your panties with his other hand. 

The panties are quickly stuffed right into his pocket once they're off and he hastily unbuckles his belt. He slowly pulls his finger out of you before tasting you right off of it. 

"So sweet..." he utters and suddenly hoists you up along the wall with ease, spreading your legs to let the cool evening breeze hit your exposed crotch before he steps closer. 

You feel how his hard tip prods your clit a couple of times, rubbing up and down against it before he guides himself down to coat his cock in your wetness with stifled moans escaping past his lips.

Bucky begins to carefully slide himself into you, parting your pussylips with the tip of his cock and inch by inch, stretching you with his girth. A satisfied sigh escapes his lips as he rests his forehead against yours and clenches his jaw at the tightness of your pussy. 

"F-Fuck..." he breathes out once he’s fully inside you, twitching eagerly. 

"Is this how you usually act around the guys you hate?" he smiles. 

He doesn't let you answer and keeps you quiet with a kiss as he begins rocking his hips. Despite the size, it all feels so natural as he slides in and out of you. 

"For someone so bossy, it sure is amusing to see you pinned against the wall in a dark alley..." he whispers breathlessly against your lips as he gradually picks up the pace.

The sounds of your bodies softly smacking against one another echo through the alley and if anyone passing by were perceptive enough, they'd catch on to what was happening in the dark. You felt how he grew bigger with each thrust, how needily he was fucking you to alleviate the heat between the two of you. 

"I love the way you feel..." Lust laced his voice as your bodies melted against one another. 

You blush at his compliment and hope that he can't see the redness in your cheeks in the darkness of the alley. Bucky lowers one of your legs on the ground to lift the other higher, next to his shoulder as he continues to pound you. The new position made the tip of his cock slam into your sweet spot repeatedly making you cry out in ecstasy.

Fucking Bucky hadn't been in your plans today, you had wanted to ditch him at the restaurant, get picked up by a friend and head to a club opening. That plan had quickly been discarded when he'd pulled you into the alley. It felt like his cock was getting bigger inside of you causing your body to squirm with pleasure, your thighs were trembling with the intensity of his thrusts. 

You weren't exactly quiet but Bucky did nothing to stop you. Your inability to stop yourself from making any noise made him leave harsh bites across your neck. 

"You're so flexible... As if you couldn't get more perfect, princess..." he whispers into your ear. 

You’d been flexible your entire life, years of dance and yoga allowed your body to be stretched and bent in ways that the average person couldn't, but never had you been so thankful for your flexibility than you were in this moment. 

In the new pose, Bucky had managed to free up one of his hands to grip you tightly by the neck. 

"Don't you dare run away from me again." he grits out before slapping you across the cheek.  

You felt a slight pain radiating in your cheek from the slap, but the action had made a dumb smile appear on your face. Still that momentary harshness was followed up by his hand sliding down your body, across your abdomen and next to your crotch. As your pussy is being repeatedly split open by his cock, his fingertips creep in and begin gently massaging your aching clit, flicking it a couple of times before soothing it with some strokes. 

His fingers against your clit were all you needed for your climax to quickly start building, "Fuck..Fuck..Yes..Oh god, it's so good" you pant out breathlessly, your legs shaking with the desperate need to cum. 

You look at Bucky, "K..Keep going..I..I'm going to cum.." you whisper.

Bucky fucks you like you were his long before you met. You could see the possessiveness in his eyes while his thrusts became more powerful and rough. He locks eyes with you, "That's it... Cum for me, princess... Show me what a good girl you are..." he pants breathlessly.

 A shudder ran through your entire body when he called you a good girl and told you to cum, you couldn't have held back your climax even if you’d wanted to. Heat ran through your body and a wave of pleasure hit you hard, you let out a scream of ecstasy as you orgasm. Your legs are shaking with the intensity. 

“Oh fuck baby..I..I’m gonna..” he stutters out before reaching his own climax. 

You felt his cock twitch inside of you before filling you with cum, your pussy becoming overloaded to the point it began to drip down onto the concrete floor of the alleyway.

You both stay in that peaceful trance for a couple of moments before Bucky suddenly seems to get snapped back into reality. Without letting the awkward silence prolong, he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls you closer. 

"We're going home." he says sternly, acting like the sex between you both didn’t happen. 

He holds you by the wrist and begins dragging you back to the car. You stumble after him as he drags you out of the alley and back towards the car. Once you get out onto the main street, you spot your friend's car up ahead not too far behind the SUV.

"That's my friend, I think I'll just get a lift home with them, I did call them after all, I wouldn't want it to be a wasted journey" you say snarkily. 

Two could play this game and you would not lose to Bucky Barnes, at least that’s what you thought.

Bucky turns toward you and clenches his jaw, "Funny," he snarls out and pulls you closer to him before picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder. 

He walks to the SUV and opens the passenger side door, he drops you inside and fastens your seatbelt. He climbs into the driver's side and starts the car but before he pulls away from the curb, he leans over and grabs your chin forcing you to look into his eyes, “You’re going to stay there and shut up. You’re going to behave and if you’re good, I’ll fuck you until you can’t see straight when we get back home. Understood?” he calmly explains. 

All you can bring yourself to do is utter the single word back, “Understood” you respond.

He smirks at your response, “Good girl” he whispers before putting his foot on the gas.

[siriuslystyle1989]

Call It What You Want.

Azriel x Fem!Reader

Summary: After a long mission away, the only thing Azriel wants is his mate.

Warnings: Fluff

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Door clicking open, Azriel found himself letting out a sigh of relief at the familiar scent of him and his mates shared home.

Meandering through their large apartment in the centre of Velaris, Azriel searched for where Y/n could possibly be.

The mission had been gruelling. Trying to stay hidden and get information on the continent is no easy task, but Azriel was the best person to do it. Everyone knew that.

Azriel's shadows balled around him as if they were as equally as tired as him.

"Az?" a familiar female voice fell to his ears "Is that you?"

Before he could reply, footsteps from the kitchen began to draw nearer. Until he was greeted with Y/n's face.

"Oh my love" She spoke softly with a pout on her face as his shadows suddenly awoke again, making their way towards her.

Azriel felt pathetically tired. Therefore when Y/n opened her arms towards the man he practically fell into them.

Stroking his hair, Y/n placed delicate kisses on his head as she guided him to their shared bedroom.

"I need to take a shower, I stink." Azriel groaned, not wanting to leave his mates embrace.

He might seem clingy, sure, but neither Azriel nor Y/n could care. They just enjoyed the feeling of being in each other's arms, especially after being apart for so long.

"Okay, you go shower and I'll make you some tea for when you come out." Y/n smiled at his dramatics as she made her way back to the kitchen.

After around 20 minutes, Azriel left the bathroom to find Y/n sat with a book open on their bed.

Looking up, Y/n smiled at him.

"Baby, let's get you to bed." the girl spoke, her voice just above a whisper.

She helped him snuggle into the blankets as he laid his head on her chest.

"I'm going to kill Rhys if he sends you on any more missions any time soon."

Azriel let out a small laugh, his shadows curling around Y/n in comfort.

"Let's not think about him right now please?" He grumbled as he buried his head further into the crook of her neck.

Y/n giggled slightly and ran a hand through his hair.

"I love you."

A/N: Thank you for all of the love recently!! my requests are open all the time for anyone who wants to send some in. This is my first acotar fic but I'm happy to write for any of the characters! Though my favourites are probably Lucien, Eris and Azriel lol.

[loozerboykisser]

pjo incorrect quotes as things me and people I know have said on crack

Jason: these grapes are funky

Leo: these grapes are fucky

Leo: *drops sandwich, cries*

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Nico: I will never forget the fact that Piper and I where sitting together with headphones on and she looked up only to see me playing air guitar and head banging to whats my age again

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Solangelo: *kith*

Will: *walking away with a dorky grin*

Will: *almost gets hit by car*

Will: *gets home and screams into pillow for twenty minutes, then picks up diary and writes like five pages about Nico, then texts him for like an hour and a half and afterwards draydreams about him*

Will: hmm I think I might like Nico

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Leo: imagine having sex and someone moans like a hentai girl lol

Percy: *moans* KyAAaaaAAHHHhhhhhh

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Reyna: bro apologized like Colleen Ballinger

Reyna: like fuck off I hope you die

Percy: tOxiC GosSiP tRaiN

Jason: not a groomer

Leo: *hair flip* just a loser

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Piper: Im horny- I mean horngry- I mean- *cries*

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Nico: mentally I am a fifty year old man

Will: yeah totally not obvious mister motley crue

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Leo: jason

Leo: I have something to tell you

Jason: yeah?

Leo: Im gay

Jason: WHAT

Jason: NO WAY THATS CRAZY

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Annabeth: my wrist hurts

Percy: emooooooooooo

Annabeth: I literally sprained it wtf

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Hazel: no you cant commit mass genocide Nico

Nico: its pride month this is homophobic

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Reyna: okay how about we play the quiet game

Reyna: whoever wins gets my two dollars

Reyna: three, two, one, ghost town

Frank:

Leo:

Percy:

Annabeth:

Jason:

Nico:

Leo: *face red, fists clenched, rocking back and forth*

Everyone: *concerned looks*

Leo: I cant- IM A BITCH IM A BOSS IM A BITCH AND A BOSS AND I SHINE LIKE GLOSS

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Piper: your moms hot

Jason: lol what she ugly asf

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Will: im concerned with your eating habits, Nico

Nico:

Will: its very serious Im kinda scared

Nico:

Nico: womp womp

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Jason: would you suck my dick if-

Percy: yes

Jason:

Jason: if there was poison in it and I would die if you didnt

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Leo: ive learnt something interesting

Leo: my arm skin one day may be cut off and turned into a penis

Leo: therefore...

Leo: *bumps arm into Jason*

Leo: JESUS JASON STOP TOUCHING MY PENIS

Jason: WHAT

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*talking on tumblr*

Hazel: wyd

Frank: jus on tumblr and talking to you

Hazel: lol nerd imagine

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Hazel: *bats eyelashes* what does gyat mean

Frank: uhh It means generous young amazing t-

Leo: GORL YA ASS THEEK

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Rachel: Im so single

Will: skill issue? L ratio? no rizz? no game? no bitches?

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Percy: I havent taken my meds

Annabeth: oh no good gods

Percy: so that means

Percy: I will either try to kill myself orrrrr

Percy: like violently fuck someone

Jason: I volunteer

Jason: I volunteer as tribute

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Nico: hey girl *winks* r u a racoon

Nico: bc Im trash

Nico: *bursts into tears*

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Annabeth: *walks into bathroom, sees spider*

Annabeth: *yelps* oh

Annabeth: hello mister spider

Annabeth: youre not so bad

Spider: *moves*

Annabeth: FUCK NAH PERCY WERE MOVING PACK YO BAGS

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Jason: *hits knee* oh fuck- my knee-

Leo: okay

Jason: *scared* ur gonna fuck my knee????

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Thalia: I am now a tree a tree I am a tree is me

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Nico: im actually kinda insecure about my knees weirdly enough

Will: aww bb :(

Will: well I think you uh

Will: ...have beautiful knees???

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Nico: *jokingly* I can read your mind

Will: oh no

Will: oh shit

Will: thats not good

Nico: it cant be that bad

Will:

Nico: are these thoughts about me, per chance?

Will: WHAAAAT NOOO *hangs up*

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Leo: daddy hands, twig nerd bod

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Leo: im confused why can girls call their friends girlfriends but whenever I call Jason my boytoy twink malewife manwhore someone gets pissed

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Hazel: yeah, this guys really annoying me

Frank: ugh im gonna fist him

Hazel: ...

Frank: what

Frank: like beat him up?

Hazel:

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Percy: my friend thinks youre cute

Annabeth: what? who?

Percy: me

Percy: Im the friend

Percy: I think ur cute

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Nico: so weird when someone comforts you

Nico: like why

Nico: just lemme be a moody emo brooding sad angsty depressed boy for a bit

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Piper:

Leo:

Piper:

Leo:

Piper:

Leo: *in toad voice* BItCH i SaiD wHaT i sAiD iD rAthEr bE FaMoUs InsTeAd iD LeT aLL Of ThAt GeT To MY heAd I DonT cArE ILL pAinT tHe ToWn ReD

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Nico: *crafting with scissors*

Percy: *walks in*

Percy: what are you doing

Nico: ...crafting?

Percy: oh okay I thought you where cutting yourself

Nico:

Nico: IM MAKING A HELLO KITTY ART PIECE

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Leo: *glares*

Frank: *glares back*

Frank and Leo: *glaring at eachother*

Leo: omg I just felt sparks

Frank: DUDE STFU WTF

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*sees gay porn*

Will: thats it im homophobic

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Nico: so I wrote this song

Nico: *adjusts mic, positions guitar*

Nico: *deep breath*

Nico: *strums single chord* my whole family died

Nico: thank you, thank you

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Nico: just realized the only physical contact Ive had in like a whole month was Leo dabbing me up

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Jason: straights ask why theres no straight pride month but like

Jason: isnt there a toyota month or smth

Jason: id say that works

[disturbedbeautywrites]

Surprise - JJ Maybank Imagine

Warnings: Accidental pregnancy, cursing, Luke being a dick, mention of vomiting. That's it, I think

"JJ, why in the hell is there a pregnancy test on my bathroom sink?" The words had left Luke's lips less than a minute ago and all the oxygen felt like it was sucked out of the Maybank household. "Did you knock up some random girl?"

You hadn't known Luke was home when you went into the bathroom to take the pregnancy test. JJ had told you he didn't think his dad would be home today because he was supposed to be at work and the two of you wouldn't be very long; twenty minutes tops. JJ needed to do some miniscule repairing to the motorcycle and you were going to lay down because you weren't feeling good.

Nausea, cramping, bloating. The trifecta of symptoms had been hitting you the last three days and you felt incredibly sick. You had talked to Kie and Sarah about it, them jokingly saying you must be pregnant. You had all three laughed it off, but it sat in the back of your mind.

You and JJ had sex quite a lot and you were as safe as you could be, but the thought haunted you. You had decided to just ease your mind and grab a test to see, your intuition telling you it would be negative. You had to sneak it into your pocket after you sneakily paid for it, knowing you had to take it as soon as possible.

Therefore, you took it when you got to his house as he was outside. You sat the three minutes, waiting until it showed up as positive and you felt yourself vomiting into the toilet. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't. There was no way.

You shakily got up as you heard walking in the house, assuming it was your boyfriend, and you meant to throw the test away. However, you were now realizing you didn't actually follow through with that.

At Luke's words, JJ's eyes went wide and he got up out of the bed from where he had been cuddling you. He was in complete shock, his eyes darting from you to the hallway where his dad was standing. He saw the test in his hands and took it, his eyes landing on the result as he tried to figure out why you hadn't told him.

But, as he stood there and thought for a second, everything started to fall into place. He slowly walked back into his room, his eyes full of tears. He wasn't sure if it was from shock or fear or both, but his lip was trembling and he was slightly shaky. "Y-you're pregnant?" You could barely meet his eyes as you nodded, shaky breath coming out before you met his gaze. "Y-yeah, J. I am.." You stood up and ran a hand through your hair as you heard Luke chuckle, watching the two of you from the door frame.

"How can she even be sure it's yours? She might be messing around with the whole island, son. You can't take them at their word." Anger flashed through JJ's eyes as he saw how the words affected you, your legs carrying you out the front door and towards the road. JJ pushed Luke against the wall, pointing a solid finger at his face. "I'll deal with you later. But, if you ever talk about her like that again I will personally kill you." The words came out through gritted teeth as he ran after you, staying a few paces behind as he heard you break out into sobs.

It absolutely broke his heart as he walked up behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist. "Hey, listen to me." His voice was soft and comforting as he held you close, knowing how bad his dad's words had affected you. He had been dating you for a year and this was the first time he had ever seen you cry like this. "He's an idiot, you know that." He pressed a soft kiss to the skin that was exposed between your shoulder and your neck, his nose pressing against that area.

"I-I'm scared. We're not ready." The sobs racked your body as JJ carefully spun you around to face him, his eyes just as scared as yours. But, for now he had to be strong for you. Sure, he had to be a father. But, you had a living being growing in your stomach. He figured he would give you this time to be shocked and he would be strong for you. "We'll figure it out, if you wanna keep it.." His voice was soft as he pulled you flush against his chest, his hand rubbing up and down your spinal cord.

"I-I do... I think.. I mean.. I don't really know.." Your normally warm and bright eyes were absolutely full of terror and JJ absolutely hated seeing it. It broke him and he hated that he was partially to blame for this. "You don't have to decide right now, princess. Let's just go relax and try to figure out what we're going to do."

"Y-you're not gonna leave me..?" Your words came out in a soft and sheer panic as JJ realized that was what you were the most worried about. "No, baby. I'm here for you and our nugget, no matter what happens. I'm not going anywhere."

[uponawhitehorse13]

Hey, since you're asking for Rachel requests can I ask for headcanons on Rachel proposing after the universe stops looping, and maybe the wedding itsfelf? I feel like Rachel declining marriage until everything is over and done with is bittersweet and it feels like she'd use that barrier to keep herself from getting too deep. Thanks for reading this.

Getting married to Rachel

You were sitting in Rachel’s room trying to kill time. Rachel went to the main bathroom to “wash up” meaning she’s gone for at least two hours, maybe more if she decides to do her beauty routine too. 

Her familiars were in the room with you too bickering with each other. You were paying them no attention. You were more concerned about what’s been happening to Rachel lately. She seemed to be down, always going off to that sword to sulk for some reason. She seemed to want something, to say something, but she never did. You wanted to help her but you didn’t know what was even going on with her. 

You were snapped out of your thoughts by Nago asking if something is wrong. 

“I’m just wondering what’s going on with Rachel. I want to help her but I don’t know how. Would she even want help from me? We’ve been together for god knows how long but she still doesn’t feel ready for marriage. Maybe she just doesn’t see me the way I see her.” 

“Oh don’t worry she changed her mi- !” Gii tried to say before being shut up by Nago. 

“What he’s trying to say is that there’s something you should see.” he said, still clutching Gii to prevent him from speaking.

You were led through the winding corridors of the Alucard mansion to a dark room below. It was filled to the brim with all kinds of weapons and artefacts. You could see a glowing blue book, some kind of ring shaped crown and even what seemed to be a girl clad in red with long white hair contained in a tank of liquid. 

What you were actually being led to is a small unimportant looking box. When you opened it you saw a ring with a small green gem on it. There was something familiar about it but you couldn’t quite remember what. Either way you understood what they were trying to get you to do and you already had an idea of how you could do it.

-

Almost everyone Rachel knew was present. Preparing the garden wasn’t that difficult but getting all the guests to the manor was. The only people who weren’t present were surprisingly her familiars. They had to watch from a window due to their incessant sobbing. 

Rachel was so graceful she was practically floating down the aisle. She was wearing a beautiful and elaborate white dress with rose motifs woven into the pristine fabric and the mesh on her veil. When she got to you she looked you in the eyes and then she looked at the green stone on the ring. This really was the first day of the rest of her life.

Author's note: A bit different than the request but I was already working on a similar idea. I agree Rachel would wait until the end of the loop but she's too haughty to propose herself. Therefore the proposal is left up to your imagination as to not develop the reader too much.

[mystifyinghatchetfieldtheories]

The Lords in Black puppeteered the entire plot of Nerdy Prudes Must Die

In Yellow Jacket, Pokey's psychic vision to Hannah sets off the chain of events that leads her to Otho. Similarly, the vision Tinky shows Ted in Time Bastard puts Jenny in the front of his mind, which causes him to try and change the past once he figures out that his office is a time machine. It's pretty clear that Grace Chasity is perceptive to psychic visions since she sees Richie's death in a dream (plus her proficiency with the Black Book implies that she may have a touch of the Gift). Additionally, the "Dirty Girl" scene features enough coincidences that it seems like more than just a sexual fantasy. She has no way of knowing that Max Jagerman is christian, yet she predicts it almost perfectly. This is evidence that she received a vision from the Lords in Black of Max in her bathroom.

Grace envisioning Max in this way causes her to seek vengeance, which leads to Max actually getting killed and then subsequently resurrected in ghost form. The ultimate result of her vision, however is that the Lords in Black get to devour Max's soul, and Grace becomes corrupted and turned into their disciple. Both of these directly serve the Lords in Black's desires. The lyric "Nibbly wants his sacrifice and Wiggly wants his wrath," which stands out due to its choice to only mention two of the Lords, highlights this, since Nibbly wants Max sacrificed to him and Wiggly wants Grace's wrath (which is the inevitable result of her character arc in every timeline we've seen her in so far). Nibbly is even the one who specifically states that he wants to lick Max's soul.

But why Max Jagerman of all people? It's because he, many times throughout the play, refers to himself as a god. This is someone who has the power to single-handedly control the social order of an entire high school. Everyone hates him, but they're all too scared to challenge him. Even the other popular kids! Max's power goes beyond the scope of a typical cliche high school bully, because he casts his peers into roles. He chooses who are the nerds and who are the jocks. He micromanages everyone's social lives. He is literally playing god. In other words, Max Jagerman is someone the Lords in Black would view as a threat.

Grace refers to Max Jagerman's death as "an act of god," and she isn't wrong. The Lords in Black send her the vision so she'll cause his death. They're also likely responsible for several other convenient occurrences, such as Waylon Hall, which is widely known to be haunted and therefore likely only of interest to the Church of the Starry Children, who worship the Lords in Black, being sold so soon after Max's body is hidden inside. They're likely counting on Max killing Richie and Ruth first, so that Grace is the only person who can step in when neither Pete nor Steph kills the other one successfully. When she gives up her chastity, she's killed two birds with one stone by giving Max's soul to the Lords in Black and becoming fully corrupted herself, which is even symbolized by the visual gag of her smoking a cigarette right after she and Max have sex. Grace ends the show as a pawn of the Lords in Black, but she has no idea she's been one the entire time.

[royakahoshiart]

okay fine. I need people to know this.

I feel like most tbhk fans are Christian from America and Europe. So they probably don't really think about the religion in tbhk but it actually has such a big role.

I'll get straight to the point, all of tbhk (or at least main charactes and the plot) is revolved around the worship of Kami ( 神 ) gods, spirits and supernaturals alike.

ThE most obvious ones are the seven mysteries themselves, yako in a kitsune (litterally fox) a fox spirit/yokai whom like to pull pranks of humans either by shaoeshifiting, seducing or even killing at points, this can be seen in yako's sort of cocky personality. Yako is more specifically an Inari statue of an Inari temple for the goddess of agriculture, they say it protects crops and foxes.

Tsuchigomori is a tsuchigomo (literally earth spider) it's a giant spider who can be at least as tall as 10 meters. In one story, minamoto no yorimitsu (or raiko) killed one and had found multiple skulls inside, obviusly implying that the creature eats humans.

Hakubo is an Oni, a general word for demonic creatures in Japanese, thought I can't pin point which exact one. Another story involving yorimitsu is the drunken demon, when hakubo was found by the exorcist he said to have given the biggest Oni poisoned sake, as the real story says that three old men gave yorimitsu and his men sake that revealed the oni's real appearance but didn't hurt humans because he prayed at 3 nearby shinto shrines, and later slashed his neck like in the original text.

Hanako is straightforward but it is different in almost all prefectures of japan.

The gist of it is that hanako was a little girl who died either by herself of by her classmates in the girls bathroom around 5-10 years old. She can grant your wish but is you make her angry she'll curse you with a painful and slow death that'll happen very soon. One prefecture even says that she died in the nuclear blast during the last years of ww2.

Im not sure where nº3, nº1 and nº4 come from.

Now Onto the more subtle details, you might ask "hold up Roy, but Japanese buddhisim is very in touch with supernaturals aswell, how do you know if it's japanese buddhisim or shinto?"

Well let's talk about the minamotos. As you might've read, yorimitsu killed many yokais, so he would be called an exorcist where now are kou and teru, the staff kou has is real and is in some temples, teru's bracelet wards off evil spirits in shinto (rather not talk about the Buddhist thoughts on it....) .well teru's blade is obviously not real as a sword like that would've been impractical.

The temple where Teru and Akane go during the severance is a shinto shrine, we can see this from the Torii gates and the architecture as well. The workers at the temple are also not bald therefore they aren't Buddhist monks. It was also very customary to serve tea to the visitors. On the front gate of the shrine there at this 'weird Rope' with papers attached on it, it's on most temples and its a direct reference to a story involving amaterasu , the sun goddess, wich i wont get into.

The train to the farshore is actually a story itself and the place being full of water isn't just an artistic choice but it rapresents the river to the farshore.

Haha wow this is all to conviniet, yeah I believe in shinto bye I'm writing this in the fucking school bathrooms. Need to start school soon bye.

[rainbowxocs]

Mirror Mirror.

Info: A short story I wrote about Daisy for class. UPDATED TO BE SLIGHTLY MORE READABLE.

If someone were to ask Daisy what her past was like, you would only get bits and fragments. She would rather bury the past than dwell on it too much, retreating into her mind rather than speaking the truth out loud. She was an intelligent girl, and she knew exactly what parts of her she wanted to show to mirror whoever she was looking at. She could act like no other.

But sometimes, one can see the cracks in her façade in sporadic instances. However, she would never show it to anyone. Her life has been filled with people who have fundamentally failed her. Now, as an adult, she can see their words echoing in her mind. She can hear her mother tell her she is a monster. She can hear her guardian threaten to kill her. But admitting this to anyone is a fool's errand; after all, who would listen to the words of someone who is supposedly evil? Someone who will never be able to wash the sins away.

She spends most of her time in front of her bathroom mirror. No matter where she has lived, she has always had a mirror to stare at herself in. It gives her time to think, mostly about how rotten she is. She feels it deep inside of her. She can just barely see it, too, as she stares into her own eyes. She knows deep down that she is horrible, just like everyone says she is, that she is evil.

Daisy stared at herself in the mirror, her hair covering her face. She stared at herself through the strands, looking at every feature of her visage; ever since she had escaped that awful place, her reflection had become less of an escape and instead a peak in her mind. She didn’t recognize herself; she hadn’t in a very long time. She couldn’t even remember who she was half of the time. All she could see was a monster in front of her.

She traced her image with shaky fingers in a feeble attempt to find anything, to prove that some tiny part of herself was still in there, that she was still that sweet, innocent little girl, that she wasn’t broken. That they were wrong; she wasn’t a monster; she wasn’t evil. She couldn’t be right.

She brushed some of her matted and tangled hair out of her face, revealing her eyes, trying to find something in them. But there was nothing; they were empty and devoid of a soul. Tears streamed down her face as she wondered if she was even human anymore. Static filled the room, consuming her and every surface. Her body began to feel numb as her vision blurred. She couldn’t find it. She couldn’t find one spec of herself. She grabbed her face, trying to find anything, but there was nothing. Her breathing began to become slightly erratic as she looked at herself, her eyes darting all over.

She rummaged around her bathroom counters, grabbed sticky notes and a Sharpie out of one of her incredibly disorganized drawers, and began to write on them, shakily covering her reflections one by one. She labeled them, picking out each phrase as if she were painting a picture. She wrote, and wrote, and wrote until her knuckles became white from the grip on her marker. She stumbled backward, taking a look at her scribbly masterpiece.

She could barely see. Her mind was fully in panic mode. Her eyes were frantically scanning the various yellow and pink pieces of paper and their violent scribblings on them. Even her own ramblings did not make sense to her. Who was she if she couldn’t understand the core part of herself? If you can’t think, then what are you? It’s supposed to be, I think, therefore I am right? She felt dizzy; she couldn’t think straight, and her mind was racing.

The static began to fill her vision, almost consuming her and her thoughts. She felt like she was drowning in it. She tried to grasp anything, but it was of no avail. She felt the world around her spinning until all she could see was white, feeling like she had lost control of herself.

She awoke later, feeling the soft touch of her pink bathmat, which seemed to take the brunt of her fall to the ground. She rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up. The static was gone; she had seemed to survive it.

Daisy shakily stood before dusting herself off. That was embarrassing. She had done it again. She glanced at the mirror before looking at it in shock. Pieces of broken glass were all over the countertop, and pieces of sticky notes were clinging to certain parts of the shattered parts. She carefully cleaned up the glass and ripped off all the sticky notes, packing them into a colorful sticky ball before throwing the mess into the trashcan. She couldn’t leave any evidence after all. She couldn’t let any of them know who she truly was.

Daisy looked at the broken mirror, staring at herself through the shattered pieces, before shaking her head and walking out of the bathroom, going onwards to another performance.

[timeagainreviews]

A Foot in Two Worlds: 73 Yards

My third-grade lunch buddy was a girl named Kendra. We used to love chatting about movies and television. My favourite topic was Batman. Hers was Full House. However, one morning, instead of gushing over Stephanie Tanner, she told me about a movie she and her brother had watched over the weekend. The movie was 1989’s “Clownhouse,” and she was a bit traumatised by it. And because of her vivid description, so was I. Honestly, I don’t remember anything past her saying “It’s about these kids who see clowns watching them through their windows,” because I never stopped thinking about that sentence, for years. While I’ve still never actually seen Clownhouse, nor do I experience coulrophobia, the idea of being watched from a distance still creeps me out. I still close the blinds at night.

Initially, I wanted to compare “73 Yards,” to something like “It Follows,” or even “The Immortal Snail.” Both scenarios entail being tracked by a slow but relentless pursuer who kills you if it ever catches up to you. But “73 Yards,” isn’t so much a story about being pursued. It’s about feeling watched. It’s about feeling judged. It’s about feeling abandoned. It preys on our fear of being the subject of gossip. That people could spread lies about us that scare away our loved ones. The fear that maybe they’re right. Maybe we don’t deserve love. It’s about the ambiguity that sits within our hearts. The liminal threshold between us at our best and us at our worst. But it’s not just about the wicked and the divine, but also body and spirit. A foot in both worlds.

Doctor Who currently has a foot in both worlds. The Doctor steps on a science fictiony land mine one week, and the next week he’s stepping on fairy circles. A recurring theme in this new season is “look before you leap.” Or ‘watch your step.” Ruby steps on a butterfly in the past and changes species. The Doctor steps on a land mine and almost dies. And now, the Doctor steps on a fairy circle and disappears. The Doctor is learning to have a healthy respect for the new supernatural powers coursing through the Whoniverse. At least he would if he remembered anything from this adventure. Not even Ruby will learn a lesson here, so was it worth it?

After last week’s “Boom,” I was game for whatever Russell T Davies had in store for the future. The trailer for “73 Yards,” gave us very little to go on, and in hindsight, it’s pretty easy to see why. This was a Doctor-lite episode and therefore not a lot of footage to share that wouldn’t also spoil this being a Ruby-centric story. But I was ready for it. Ruby has been suffering a bit from underdevelopment as a character. I even saw a Chibnall stan on Twitter saying so, which is quite extreme when you consider how underdeveloped Yaz was. In Ruby’s case, however, it’s hard to pinpoint what it is about her that’s underdeveloped. She’s got a great family dynamic. She’s nurturing. She plays in a band. But who is she? Like River Song before her, her character arc is starting to affect her character development. And my interest is waning.

After the Doctor steps onto the fairy circle and disappears, Ruby unsuccessfully tries the TARDIS doors. She then checks around the other side to see if he’s having a pee. This may be the first time the show has canonically mentioned the Doctor goes to the bathroom. It’s funny to think of the great Time Lord having a slash off the edge of a cliff. The Doctor seems to do a lot of important things on cliff edges these days. Failing to find the Doctor, it’s then that Ruby notices a strange old woman standing under a creepy old tree from 73 yards away making some sort of hand gestures. However, the closer she walks toward the woman, the further she appears away.

The mechanism of how the woman moves is hidden by editing, but it feels like something Ruby would notice quickly. I don’t imagine Ruby walking closer would cause the woman to start backing up physically like that Community episode where Professor Duncan got a restraining order on Chang and used it like he had force powers. Instead, they cut back to the woman and she’s simply further away. Ruby is conveniently looking for footing every time, so she fails to see this. But if you started walking toward someone and they started hovering backwards, wouldn’t you find that weird? It’s not like she doesn’t sense something weird pretty early on. She even asks the woman if the Doctor’s disappearance has anything to do with her. She even asks the hiker (yet another character played by Susan Twist) if she can see the old woman.

Something I found interesting about the Susan Twist scene was that whoever her character is, she’s not immune to the effects of the old woman. Either that, or she’s lying. Either way, it feels important that we were shown her having the same reaction to the woman as everyone else. If she’s a magical trickster, she’s not an invincible one, or maybe she’s not magical at all. We’ve learned very little about Susan Twist’s character(s), but this indicates that she’s not fully in charge of the situation if she can be scared off like that. What’s frustrating is that the first time a character looks at her and says “Hey don’t I know you from somewhere?” it’s in an aborted timeline. I would have expected the Doctor to have made the connection after the ambulance screens in “Boom,” matched the woman from Space Babies, but maybe he’s been distracted by clothes.

By this point in the episode, I’ve been fully drawn in. Ruby finds her way to the small village of Glyngatwg and a pub called “Y Pren Marw,” which translates to “The Dead Wood.” I thought this might have been a reference to the weird tree on the cliff, but the illustration on the pub sign looked more like an oak tree, so I doubt it. Another name they could have used for the pub could have been “The Gaslight Inn,” because man oh man did they gaslight the hell out of Ruby. They keep accusing her of thinking they’re yokels for asking pretty innocuous questions. Asking if you can pay with your phone is perfectly reasonable. There’s a chippy in my village that does the best fish n chips in the area, but I never use them because they haven’t got a card machine and I don’t carry cash. I don’t imagine the owner of the chippy goes home every night in his Fred Flintstone car because of it. Maybe they’re worried they really are yokels. Either way, five quid for a Coke and abusive staff? What’s their Trip Advisor score? Negative six?

The only non-yokel in the pub is Enid and that’s solely because she’s played by Siân Phillips, who could never be mistaken for common. She was easily the highlight of the episode for me, sitting elegantly at the bar in her fashionable hat. Of all of the patrons at the bar, she’s the one I believe would coin the Latin phrase “semper distans,” to describe the way the old woman follows but never approaches. If only she could have taught Isaac Newton the word “gravitas.” Beyond being incredibly rude, I rather enjoyed the patrons of Y Pren Marw. They reminded me of characters you would have found in classic Doctor Who. The pub scenes reminded me a lot of “The Dæmons,” or “Terror of the Zygons.” But more than anything, this episode reminded me of “The Stones of Blood,” wherein things start like folk horror and end in a more mundane setting.

After Ruby’s unwanted follower scares away one of the pub’s most faithful patrons, she’s forced to head back to London, which is about where the episode starts to lose steam. Up until that moment, I was expecting a sort of witch coven or worse to spring up in the sleepy village of Glyngatwg. I was ready to call it RTD’s best ever. But now we’re back in London where the biggest mystery is Mrs Flood, and she’s really only there to remind us she exists. But that’s not to say a piece of Glyngatwg didn’t leave with Ruby, and it’s not to say I disliked the story’s ending. But there was a noticeable drop in excitement the moment Ruby boarded that train.

I found it odd that Carla and Cherry were badmouthing the Doctor in his absence. Cherry was ready to jump his bones the last time they spoke and now he’s good for nothing. I get that they want to support Ruby, but like, what if he’s hurt somewhere? All I’m saying is that if I ever go missing, please don’t send Carla and Cherry to find me. After telling Carla about the old woman, Ruby’s deepest fears are realised. Like Susan Twist and Josh before her, talking to the old woman causes her to abandon Ruby. The look Carla gives Ruby from the cab as it drives away is the last way anyone would want to be looked at by their loved one. It wasn’t a look of fear, it was a look of disgust.

It’s that look of disgust that really started to make me think of another story from the Whoniverse- “The Curse of Clyde Langer,” a Sarah Jane Adventures episode written by Phil Ford. In it, Clyde’s name becomes cursed and anyone who hears or reads it becomes irrationally opposed to Clyde. His friends and family disown him and it’s Clyde against the world, which is wild because Clyde’s one of my favourite characters in all of Doctor Who. Who could hate that precious cinnamon roll? Even further, who could forget that episode? Well, it turns out Davies was kinda hoping the answer would be you. I’m not saying Davies is out of ideas, but he seems to be “remixing,” a lot of what has come before. More on that in a moment.

After losing her family, Ruby gets on with life, but not before being given a spark of hope in the form of Kate Lethbridge-Stewart. We even learn some things about the old woman from Kate. We establish that yes, it is always 73 yards away. And no matter how close a person gets to her, she always looks as in focus as a person with 20/20 vision would see her from 73 yards. We also learn that the old woman’s “powers” work via headset, as Kate breaks contact with Ruby, leaving her devastated from losing yet another lifeline.

An interesting factoid about that scene is that Kate and Ruby were sitting across from “The House of Pi,” and Pi Day is the 73rd day of a non-leap year. Why do I know this? Because I went into a bit of a rabbit hole trying to learn about the number 73 yesterday. I looked into its mathematical significance. I learned it’s Sheldon Cooper’s favourite number. I looked it up in terms of numerology. I read the 73rd Psalm. There are 73 books in the Catholic Bible. But none of it felt significant. Then my dumbass googled whether RTD had explained the number, and he claimed it was as simple as going outside and measuring the distance from which people’s faces began to blur. Right. Well, that’s disappointing, albeit creative.

We’re treated to a montage of Ruby getting on with her life throughout the next couple of decades. Like the rest of us, her age starts to show itself with long hair and big glasses. I mentioned earlier that Ruby suffers a bit from a lack of character development and this montage does nothing to help that. She grows up into possibly one of the most boring people they could have made her. Her queer group of friends she has a band with seem to have disappeared. Her dating life is painfully heteronormative. She didn’t date a single woman throughout that time? She would have learned by now not to encourage her friends to talk to the old woman, and due to the perception filter, it’s not like anyone seemed to mind her anyhow. I’m just saying, if someone as normie as her started wearing a political shirt for the nuclear war-hungry Albion Party, I’d look at her and say “Pssh. Figures.”

Speaking of the Albion Party, it’s time we started talking about Harold Saxon. Oh, sorry, I meant Roger ap Gwilliam. The episode implies that Roger is the trickster “Mad Jack" who had escaped the fairy circle after the Doctor stepped on it. But Davies is remixing the classics, or as LCD Soundsystem puts it- “Shut up and play the hits.” He even mistreats women in the same way as the Master. I took this to be Doctor Who’s flimsy attempt at a comment on the MeToo movement. It would work better if ap Gwilliam was more than a moustache-twirling miscreant. Especially because Ruby throws poor Marti to the lions by not warning her away from Roger. If this is a MeToo story, Ruby is an enabler, which is not a great look. But she apologises so I guess it’s ok. Don’t worry Marti, your trauma gets erased anyhow.

While the campaigners prepare for a press conference for Roger ap Gwilliam to announce that Britain has purchased Pakistan’s nuclear arsenal, Ruby realises she’s out of time and needs to act now. Using her semper distans friend to her advantage, Ruby backs 73 yards away from Roger and sends him cowering and eventually resigning from his position as prime minister. Ruby expects this to be the end of the old woman, but she remains with her until the day she’s on her deathbed, at which point, the old woman changes from her perspective to Ruby’s. As the old woman, Ruby sees her young self and is able to call out to her and warn her about the fairy circle. That’s what happened, right?

Well, maybe? The biggest curveball comes in the form of the old woman herself. Because while Ruby does age to the ripe old age of 80, the actress playing her is Amanda Walker. The actress playing the woman is Hilary Hobson. Set pictures have also revealed Hobson in make-up that appears to be scarring going up the left side of her face. And those hand gestures of hers? Sign language. Eagle-eyed viewers have roughly translated her signing as “Bless you. Thank you so much, that's so kind of you. When you gave me that little thing, it was just so precious. How am I ever going to repay you? But we will think of something.” Perhaps this scarred woman is someone the Doctor and Ruby have yet to meet. Perhaps she repays them by warning them away from the fairy circle and saving both the Doctor and Ruby from a bizarre fate.

People seem divided by this episode in a major way, which is pretty normal for Doctor Who. But one of the more irritating takeaways I’ve seen is that the episode doesn’t make any sense. That’s only sort of true. There are some bootstrap paradox things occurring, which if you haven’t accepted as a reality of Doctor Who at this point, what are you even doing here? But what does the old woman say to Ruby? Where does the Doctor go? How does she travel back in time to the clifftops of Glyngatwg? Forgetting completely that we’re in a Doctor Who era which has introduced magic in a real way. But that’s a bit hand-wavy, can’t we do better? Well, they do mention that the TARDIS’s perception filter parked so close to the fairy circle might affect how people ignore the old woman. I liked this because it implies that the TARDIS and magic are somewhat compatible and therefore opens up new avenues for storytelling. You could also imply that if the TARDIS could affect the fairy circle, perhaps it can affect the TARDIS in turn. Maybe people reject Ruby because the warding spell placed on Mad Jack is affecting Ruby. Maybe Ruby needed to be in a position where she was so friendless that she would join the conservative party.

The episode may not have explicitly explained things, but it gives us enough of a vague framework to form an idea. As a fan of David Lynch, I am rather happy to exist in that liminal space. To straddle the cusp between the known and the unknown. It leaves an air of mystery, or as David Lynch would say “room to dream.” I will however slightly come down on the episode for its rather bland ending compared to its strong start. I don’t agree with the people who said it nosedives toward the end. But I would be lying if I said I lost a lot of interest the moment Ruby left Glyngatwg. Earlier, I compared the story to “The Stones of Blood,” but where the two stories differ is that when “The Stones of Blood,” changes its setting from the occult folk horror of the Cornish countryside, it replaces it with something equally strange.

That isn’t to say the jump to the year 2046 isn’t interesting. I’d be very curious to see how this story plays over the next few years. It acts as speculative fiction and the bizarre reality of speculative fiction is that it occasionally becomes mundane in hindsight. What once sounded unreasonable now feels painfully obvious. HBO’s “The Leftovers” hits different after the pandemic. Richard Kelly’s loony “Southand Tales,” feels tame after the 2016 election. Therein, I fear the day Roger ap Gwilliam becomes something more than a cartoonish depiction of British politicians. Partly because of the implied threat of nuclear devastation, but also because 2046 feels like a rather generous timeframe.

[kinnbig]

Hi Bestie :D

I enjoyed your pathetic men of Kinnporsche post so much, so here’s another challenge if you’re up to it!

Who is the most horny one, losing all brain cells due to lack of blood supply because it went elsewhere?

HEY thank you i certainly love a challenge! i interpreted this to mean like… who lost the most brain cells and therefore made the most bad decisions out of horniness, because that felt like something measurable with my objectively correct and scientific points system lmao

Kinn -

swapped out the competent bodyguard that Tankhun lent him for a newbie with no training because he had a crush +1

“would you like me if you were a girl?” +1

fucked his intoxicated employee against a window +3

went to apologise for fucking his intoxicated employee against a window without bringing any bodyguards. got kidnapped about it. +2

pulled a gun on his cousin for making a move on his man, escalating the already rapidly growing tension between the two families, then gave his man a handjob in his cousin’s bathroom +2

*in a secret relationship with his employee* *destroys the entire compound with very loud and indiscreet fucking* +1

fucked in a rooftop pool in front of god and Deutsche Bank +1

grabbed Porsche’s dick in the middle of a gun fight +1

total: 12

Porsche -

joined the mafia +2

stayed in the mafia +2

flirted with Vegas +1

tried to give a footjob during an important mafia strategy meeting +1

*in a secret relationship with his boss* *destroys the entire compound with very loud and indiscreet fucking* +1

“this bread is soft… but the other thing isn’t” +1

flirted with Vegas again +2

got fucked in a rooftop pool in front of god and Deutsche Bank +1

wire-tapped a mafia boss to make sure he wasn’t cheating on him +1

total: 12

Vegas -

secretly took a guy he was meant to have killed to his safe-house because he looked hot when his balls were being electrocuted +2

fucked the guy he was holding hostage after a hedgehog funeral and a couple of free therapy sessions +3

referenced keeping his ex-captive as a pet in front of his younger brother +1

total: 6

Pete -

fucked the guy holding him hostage because he cried about his daddy issues and his dead hedgehog +5

quit his job for that BDSM dick +3

killed a colleague so he could go back to being his captor's pet +5

total: 13

Kim -

got sidetracked during a very important top secret investigation because the guy he was investigating was cute +1

stalked his ex and punched his friends +1

total: 2

Chay -

has an idol wall +1

(unknowingly) seduced a mafia prince +2

total: 3

BONUS: not technically canon, but I think he deserves to be included-

Ken -

fucked Vegas. got murdered about it. +5

....... gave Gun head. +5

total: 10

yeah, that tracks! pete's horny decisions were objectively the worst!

more very scientific kinnporsche research

[devilsrecreation]

Outlander Incorrect Quotes pt 3

Janja: *mocking Jasiri* Miss me, miss me, now you gotta ki- *pauses*

Jasiri: Now, I gotta what? 😏

Janja: Nothing, forget it-

Jasiri: No no no, now I gotta what? 😏

Some hater: Listen to me, I don’t like you!

Shupavu: Do we give a fuck?

Njano: No, not one.

Shupavu: How many fucks do we give?

Njano: Zero.

Shupavu: Exactly. Therefore, your comment is

Both: ✨Irrelevant✨

Reirei: My husband is wearing a fucking suit to his autism diagnosis appointment

Goigoi: It’s a special event :D

Reirei: Shut up-

Janja: I don���t see any beautiful girls

Reirei: Just turn around~

Janja: Reirei please, only one of us can hallucinate at a time

Goigoi: Who’s the toughest animal you know?

Dogo: Mom.

Goigoi: …….Who’s the toughest male animal you know?

Dogo: You’re the toughest male animal I know!

Human AU

Nduli/Hodari: I made you a friendship bracelet!

Kiburi/Makuu: I’m not really a jewelry person

Nduli/Hodari: You don’t have to wear it

Kiburi/Makuu: No, I’m gonna wear it. Forever. Back off

Some female jackal: What’s your type?

Goigoi: I have a mate

Jackal: So what’s your type then?

Goigoi: …My mate

Jackal: What does she look like?

Goigoi: She looks like my mate

Jackal: So what would you rate me out of ten?

Goigoi: I can’t do that

Jackal: You can’t rate me at all?

Goigoi: Nope

Jackal: Then what would you rate your girlfriend out of ten?

Goigoi: She broke my scale cuz she’s so beautiful

Jasiri: You guys kidnapped Queen Dhahabu?! That's illegal!!!

Cheezi: But Jasiri, what's more illegal? Briefly inconveniencing Dhahabu or destroying the Outlands?

Jasiri: Kidnapping Queen Dhahabu, Cheezi!

Janja: Jasiri. Listen. Whatever I may think of you right now, these guys are counting on you. You inspire them!

Jasiri: What? T-To kidnap animals?

Janja: To work together!

Jasiri: TO KIDNAP ANIMALS?!?

Chungu: Prime Minister Jasiri, we all agreed a celebrity is not an animal

Sumu: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me

Sumu: Kenge, I’m begging you to go to a healer

Kenge: Sorry, is this OUR stab wound?! Stay out of it!

Sumu: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Kenge’s been raging in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out...

Kenge: Must be hard not being able to laugh

Sumu: I do have a sense of humor you know

Kenge: I’ve never heard you laugh before

Sumu: I’ve never heard you say anything funny

Kenge: You kill animals for food?!

Sumu: I can explain!

Kenge: And all this time I’ve been doing it for free like a chump!

After he accidentally said ‘little’ in front of Kenge:

Janja: Top 30 reasons why we’re sorry…Number 5 will surprise you!

Kenge: Top 30 anime deaths. Number 1:YOUR FUCKING TAIL RIGHT NOW

Nduli: What’s the height of stupidity?

Kiburi: *turning to Tamka* How tall are you?

Janja, driving his crew: So how was your day?

Cheezi: We almost got surprise adopted!

Chungu: Yeah!

Janja: What?

Nne: We almost got kidnapped.

Janja: Oh, okay.

Janja: *slams on the breaks* WAIT WHAT?!

Store Worker: Would a Mx. Kiburi please come to the front desk?

Kiburi, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?

Store Worker: points to Tamka and Nduli

Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?

Tamka and Nduli, simultaneously: We got lost :(

Kiburi: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-

Ushari: How's the lovliest animal here~?

Shupavu: I don't know, how are they~?

Ushari, flustered: I-

Njano, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!

Tamka: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Kiburi?

Kiburi: … No.

Nduli: I do!

Kiburi: I know, Nduli.

Nduli: I’m sad!

Kiburi: I know, Nduli.

Jasiri: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on.

Shupavu: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and Njano isn’t

Human AU

Tamka: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Kiburi: You’re a hazard to society

Nduli: And a coward. DO TWENTY.

Kiburi: Heh. Look at those guys using that cliff as a slide

Janja: *chuckles* What furbrains!

Kiburi: Idiots.

Janja and Kiburi: *realizes it’s Chungu, Cheezi, Tamka, and Nduli*

Janja: Wait a minute…

Both: *simultaneously* THOSE ARE OUR FURBRAINS/IDIOTS

[le-agent-egg]

I started to slowly realize that some certain Mondo haters are. Really annoying. Like I wouldn't have an issue with them if they just didn't like Mondo... But for some reason they have to come up with certain excuses for why they hate Mondo and to also bother Mondo fans. Because it's never "I don't like Mondo" it's always "I HATE MONDO HE IS A TRANSPHOBIC PIECE OF SHIT AND ALL HIS FANS ARE MISOGYNISTIC!!!" You get what I mean?

Danganronpa HAS transphobic elements, because the creator has clearly transphobic views and we should blame him for it, not the characters, but I still see people solely blaming Mondo for all of it while they don't comment anything about the other characters. I'm pretty sure that if you mentioned Sakura and Kyoko groping Chihiro, or Byakuya doing a literal crime these people would be like "🥺🥺 no.... but they're such good characters guys... 🥺 you should blame the author not the characters...." BUT when it's Mondo that same logic doesn't count???? Wtf???? It's such a double standard that I really don't understand specially because between all the characters there Mondo was the one who looked the most supportive of Chihiro?? Moving her body to the girl's bathroom, getting rid of the student handbook that had her gender assigned at birth, while doing that he actually left clues that it was HIM who killed her, and he did all of that to protect the promise between the both of them, AND THAT'S LITERALLY IN THE CHAPTER 2 TRIAL, everyone who saw it should know that Mondo did that

I think people say that Mondo is a transphobe just because they don't like him and want a excuse to shit talk on him and his fans... Because I only get the vibes of "How dare you like this nothing character who killed my precious white girl!! He is such a violent brute how dare you like him!! I don't like him so no one else should!!!" All that while actively describing a man of color who struggles with deep mental health issues. It's always mental health matters until it's Mondo, for some reason, because it's OBVIOUS that Mondo killed Chihiro due to a PTSD episode and NOT because he had an issue with her gender identity. But instead of actually acknowledging that Mondo has a disorder, people find it easier to just pull the transphobe card at him

Sorry for the ramble OBEODJDKJD I just noticed how big this actually got

No worries!!! I love getting gigantic asks like this and oh my god. You cooked king.

My response might end up being even longer lmao so my apollo cheese. But everything you’ve said is incredibly accurate and true, unfortunately. It’s never just “I don’t like Mondo,” it’s always calling him a piece of shit who killed poor innocent baby Chihiro. Danganronpa came out in the year of our lord 2010. Trans people have always been treated like shit, but it’s not Mondo’s fault. It’s not Mondo’s fault, because Mondo isn’t transphobic. It’s the writing and the creators and Danganronpa as a whole who are transphobic. Obviously, yelling at people for what they headcanon Chihiro as is not cool. But Chihiro is written in a very trans-coded way. Whenever I talk with my friends on call, I always come back to this: Chihiro’s story is about strength, not masculinity. But the reason she went to Mondo instead of Sakura is because of the toxic masculinity she’s dealing with: she believes in order to be strong, she needs to be masculine. That’s why she went to Mondo.

But again: Mondo isn’t transphobic. He had no problem with learning about Chihiro’s assigned gender at birth. Like you said, he did everything in his power to make sure he could honour Chihiro. He acknowledged Chihiro trusted him, and therefore, wanted to make sure he “held up his end of the deal” so to speak and make sure her secret wasn’t found out. In no way is Mondo transphobic.

But here’s the thing: do Kyoko and Sakura ever get any flack? Does Byakuya ever get any flack? Do the people in the trial who immediately switch over to calling Chihiro a boy without thinking if that’s what she really wanted get any flack? No they don’t, because they’re everyone’s blorbos and some of the most popular characters and can do no wrong. Kyoko and Sakura quite literally groped a dead body, and everyone was like “yeah that was necessary for the investigation” which you could argue it was, but still, it’s treated so grossly. Like “Waohahh the cute innocent girl is actually a DUDE?!!??!!????” it’s. Gross. As much as I love Sakura, you can’t say she never did anything wrong. And Byakuya is just like. The fact that he literally desecrated a corpse is treated as a joke. “Oh lmao such a silly guy” BYAKUYA IS A PIECE OF SHIT!!!

And that’s the thing about Danganronpa, especially Trigger Happy Havoc: They are high schoolers. They believe they’re like, what, 17? High schoolers are dumb. They’re learning how to be humans, especially how to be an adult. They’re kids. Of course they’re going to be idiotic, they’re going to say dumb shit and not be in the moral and ethical right all the time. They are flawed. But the only person who ever gets flack in trial 2 is Mondo, because he’s the killer. Mondo is a 17 year old boy who is suffering from PTSD. It is quite frankly disgusting to make him the sole villain of chapter 2. Is Mondo a flawed character? Yes, but he’s also suffering from a ton of mental health issues. Like you said, it’s always “mental health matters” until it’s Mondo. Kyoko and Sakura and Byakuya never get any shit for the trial because they’re the popular Characters who everybody loves, and therefore they’re absolved of all their actions. You can like them, don’t get me wrong, but you need to acknowledge that they are flawed. I guess what I’m trying to say here is that portraying the one high schooler who’s suffering with mental health issues as a disgusting irredeemable villain while absolving everyone else of their actions is disgusting.

And one thing that, again, my friends have brought up is that Chihiro isn’t a pure victim either. Listen. I understand that Chihiro probably had the best intentions, and that she wanted to comfort Mondo. But pushing him with saying he’s strong is the last thing she should have done! She saw that Mondo was starting to spiral, and yet she continued to push him. She had good intentions, yeah, but she should have realized she was poking the bear. I know it sounds like I’m victim blaming, but come on. Are we really solely blaming the guy suffering from PTSD? Chihiro, again, is absolved of her actions because she’s a fan favourite.

Going back to your point moot became I got totally sidetracked, Mondo didn’t kill Chihiro because he’s transphobic; he killed Chihiro because he literally had a PTSD episode (please forgive and correct me if that’s the wrong term) Frankly the way Mondo gets treated is disgusting. You don’t have to like him, but saying he’s a horrible Monster who killed poor innocent baby Chihiro in a fit of bling rage is just. Is media literacy dead. Not only is that statement demonizing Mondo, it’s infantilizing Chihiro.

I could talk so much more about some of my other blorbos (Cough Taka and Leon and to an extent Sayaka cough) but this post is so fucking long already so that’ll wait. lol

[writefullyrobin]

3x02 – The American Dream thoughts

I’m in agreement with Fiona that there are some things that couples just don’t need to do in front of each other. Using the toilet is one of them. By all means have a chat with each other while one’s bathing, but otherwise? Nope, use another bathroom!

OMG Sheila nearly trashed Hymie! How sleep deprived is she?!

Mickey’s back! All is right in my world again! And he immediately seeks out Ian and starts beating on Ian’s hook up… OK. Unsurprisingly given his father I am sensing some internalised homophobia here. Putting that aside though, he actually admitted he missed Ian?! A long way from the end of last season when he said Ian wasn’t anything but a warm mouth. Baby steps. Teeny tiny baby steps with this couple.

My other favourite Milkovich seems as gone on Lip as Ian is on Mickey honestly. She recognises Lip’s natural intelligence. I don’t think she’s going to let him ignore it like Karen did so watch out Lip. I can see this girl scheming to push him out of South Side kicking and screaming if she has to.

Fiona goes ahead with her club night. Which was successful but only thanks to Lip’s scheming. I did think it a little naïve of Fiona to just assume she’d be able to turn a quick profit. Lip’s blessing and curse for being so smart is he sees the pitfalls and all the pros/cons and calculations before anyone can even start to consider them. He could’ve maybe been a little more tactful when explaining to Fiona this won’t be a quick get rich scheme therefore she needs to loop the rest of the money earners in so they can account for the funding. At no point did he actually say it was a terrible idea, she just needs some forethought to go into it.

I’m actually looking forward to seeing how Fiona and Lip’s relationship evolves. He doesn’t need her the same way the younger kids do anymore and I think he’s starting to see more of the mistakes she makes. Which she’s allowed to do, no one’s perfect, Fiona’s learning as she goes when it comes to these kids and life in general. Can they go from caretaker and child to simply sister and brother?

Frank succeeded in breaking poor Debbie rose tinted glasses this ep. I feel bad she got her heartbroken, but it’s been coming for a while.

Frank manages to weasel his way back into Sheila’s house by drugging her grandson with Valium? Hymie’s still alive right?! Frank didn’t accidentally kill him or anything?!

Frank’s called CPS on his own kids? What?! New low Frank! Oooh Fiona’s gonna be mad when she finds out…

I genuinely forgot Kev was already married. Why is his wife here now? I sense trouble…

[writteninlunarlight-years]

hi can i get a match up for hazbin hotel and obey me? ^_^ erm i’m a trans guy, my pronouns are he/they. i’m bisexual and i dye my hair but it’s currently blonde (not my natural colour) uh i’m awkward lol,, i like making jokes and being very silly fr.. i like collecting “weird” plushies, freddy and bonnie from fnaf and i also have a billy plush from saw :3

i like going to the mall + movies, coffee and reading.

i dislike spiders, rain and bugs. also i cant tell tone fr 😭

thank u ;3

~~~~~MATCH UP~~~~~

Annon, I present to you your Hazbin Hotel match-----

Cherri Bomb!

Now hear me out on why. She gives me the embodiment of opposites attract. Who better to help pull you out of your shell and kick ass than Cherri Bomb.

~~~~~HEADCANNONS~~~~~

Cherri actually finds your awkwardness cute. She thinks it helps mellow her out, so she better influences Angel Dust.

She will help you dye your hair; however, expect loads of hair dye to end up everywhere but your head.

She will then help you get the stains off your skin and bathroom.

She thinks there's something wholesome about cleaning each other off, but she will never admit it cause ew vulnerability.

If she drags you out to party with her and Angel and notices you grow uncomfortable, she will guard you. If you tell her you must leave, she will whine and be right behind you as you walk out of the building.

If someone says anything derogatory or hateful about you, she will not hesitate to blow them up—no questions asked.

If you don't like violence, don't worry. She will take down places, names, and descriptions so she can sneak out and take care of the problem.

I firmly believe that as hardcore and Girlboss Cherri acts, she is like many of us with a secret squish mellow/plushie collection at her place.

Therefore, she likes to trade plushies with you and buy you new ones.

~~~~~BLURB~~~~~

You sat on the chair in the center of the hotel, a towel thrown around you like a cape. To the far left, where the bar stood, Husk and Angel watched the display as Cherri filled her non-life-threatening bombs with hair dye. Was this a brilliant idea? No, but what would life be with out living on the edge slightly. Cherri finished up her last bomb and then walked around to face you. "Alright tiger you ready for this or what, I can't wait to see what we can make." You nod hesitantly, trusting your partner to not kill you in this process.

"Cherri, he looks like he's about to pass out. Are you sure this is a smart idea," Angel said safely across the room. The woman just turned and looked at her friend, flipping him off before proceeding. The first bomb was thrown, then another and another. Blues, Purples, Greens, and Pinks flooded your vision. Coughing, flailing your arms around the dye'splosion desipated.

"Cherri, that was a lot. How much even got in my hair?" Looking around the room, Angel and Husk were hidden behind a blue and green bar. The couches were now Pink and Purple. Did any of the dye get on your head? Cherri came into your view smiling awkwardly, scratching her head. "So Y/N, what if I told you we are gonna have to do that all over again." You laughed a full belly laugh, standing and walking over to the powder closet by the stairs. Sure enough, your blonde hair was still very, very present. You began to laugh harder as Cherri walked in, completely covered in dye. How she managed to cover your whole body, her whole body, and the entire lobby, but not your head, was impressive. You hugged the girl kissing her check making a pretty color of magenta on the spot your lips landed.

As you pulled away you heard a very devastating screech from you assumed Charlie followed by a loud static sound. Eyes wide you looked at Cherri, "RUN".

~~~~~EXTRA~~~~~

(Walking around the mall with Cherri and Angel shopping for some gifts or yourselves)

Cherri: OOOOH~ Y/N look! It's one you don't have yet. (Points excitedly at a plushie)

Y/N: Oh look Cherri they also have a squish mellow you don't have.

(realizing you just outed her secret to Angel you slapped your mouth shut)

Angel: Naw don't worry I was buying her Squish mellows before they even became a thing.

Cherri: HEY CAN WE NOT BE TALKING ABOUT THIS OUT LOUD!

Alright now I am excited to present your Obey Me! Match-------

Leviathan!

He is the perfect embodiment of Otaku Awkardness. Where Cherri may have been opposites attract vibe with Levi I get the we are one in the same vibe.

~~~~~Headcanons~~~~~

As soon as you two get close, he will be attached. It's not like stalked attached, but it's very much needy.

He wants to share all his prized possessions with you.

Where you collect plushies that may be deemed odd or weird, he is out collecting figurines people categorize as off or strange.

He started taking part in the Mammon repayment fund and using it as a fund to buy you the things you love.

When Lucifer forces you two to go outside, you stick together, huddled over his Game Boy.

One time, Asmodeus convinced you to dye your hair Levi's teal because it would be cute to match. The man was in love, and it made him feel very possessive and proud.

When you guys sleep in his bathtub bed, he always lies on the bottom to support you. He can't risk his favorite person having a bad back the next day. Plus, it's comforting to hold you over his idol pillow to him.

~~~~~BLURB~~~~~

You sat at the kitchen bar playing on your D.D.D., waiting for your instant Ramen to finish. As you played, you heard two of the brothers walk in. "Oh hey, Y/N, what are you doing here so late," Beel said. Beel and Belphie started rummaging through cabinets; Beel looked like he was stalking up for the apocalypse, while Belphie just wanted to sleep. "Beel, he is obviously making something to eat. What else does it look like?" Belphie responded for you.

As you heard the microwave ding, you went to grab your food. "How can you and Levi's stomach eat that stuff so regularly," Belphie questioned. You shrugged, "It's good gamer fule all that salt in it." Beel laughed, stuffing his face with Asmo's chocolates. "Belphie, if you are so tired, why are you helping Beel look for food?" Belphie just shrugged and began to walk out, Beel following close behind. "If you're so eager to game Y/N, why are you dressed in Levi's clothes when 20 minutes ago you were in your own." You hesitated, face glowing red.

As you went to defend yourself, Levi walked in, obviously looking for you. "Hey Beel, Belphie, Y/N, why are you so red? Are you sick? Are you okay?" Levi began to dote on you while Belphie laughed and continued out of the kitchen with Beel. "Leeeeevi why didn't you stop them, Belphie is a perve." Levi laughed before responding. "Is he a perve if he's right?" As Levi smirked at you, you smacked his shoulder and bolted it back to his room.

~~~~~EXTRA~~~~~

(you are in the library with Satan studying for one of your upcoming demonology tests)

Y/N: Hey Satan, is it true that you and your brothers gave humans books to summon you guys with, or is that something Solomon made up to trick me.

Satan: No, it definitely works here one second. (He pulls a book from the shelf and then opens it up. Instead of handing it to you, he writes something down on scratch paper. Once finished, he hands it to you)

Y/N: Uh, what is this? (you look at the neat handwriting, reading it over)

Satan: Just trust me and say what's on it.

Y/N: 'Leviathan, oh Leviathan, where is Leviathan? Not here, not there, not anywhere. Whatever shall I do? If he doesn't show up soon, I will have to ( you paused, looking at the words before Satan encouraged you) Uh, kiss another fool.'

(Levi poofs into the room)

Levi: First and foremost, I am not a fool. Second, you will only kiss me and me alone.