#FUCK him

[ttrtru]

2am crack head not-suggested-to-read-at-work AU idea. Non-con tw I guess?

Mairon hates cumming.

Mairon's first time was with Eonwe, the two playing around with their newly formed fanar. Mairon have experimented with his own fana before but only when Eonwe pushed him to the edge he found out what coming was, and he did not like it. It was as if losing control of both his fana and eala completely and it disturbed him greatly. Eonwe enjoyed the sex with Mairon but was worried at how Mairon was doing afterwards and so it was a one off.

Next time was with Melkor. He didn't like the fact that he wasn't Mairon's first but didn't bother him too much in the end. Mairon this time had the knowledge that he didn't want to come and avoided getting into such situation like the plague but Melkor promptly ignored him. Luckily for Mairon, Melkor wasn't too interested in sex overall. He was an Ainur after all and they didn't need procreation. The interest was from curiosity only.

It became hell to Mairon when Melkor came back paranoid and crazy, in a Morgoth state. To get away from the pain of the jewels Morgoth was much more engaging in carnal pleasure and sadism. Mairon could withstand torture but forced pleasure greatly scarred him.

As the First Age ended, Mairon has become fully traumatised with engaging in sex. He's ok with blowjobs where he himself is clothed and out of reach but he didn't want to be the target.

Second Age arrives and Mairon meets Celebrimbor as Annatar. They get together and the relationship becomes close but Celebrimbor sees that Annatar clearly has problems and doesn't push his boundaries coz he's noice.(although there can be some version where Celebrimbor doesn't give a shit and be an ass hole, fucks Annatar relentlessly, this is crack after all, ooc is the norm)

Now that Celebrimbor is skewered like teriyaki its Pharazon, Mairon is back with a crazy boss. He finds out what Mairon hates the most very quickly and finds the idea of him not liking to come entertaining. When there is a flash of fear in a powerful maia's eyes Pharazon loves it. Mairon was very happy when Numenor sank, even if it meant losing his body once.

By the end of the Second Age Mairon is in a high enough stable position that no one would take advantage of him. Murazor looks like he wants to engage with him in something but Mairon just punches him in the face.

But stability doesn't last long and Mairon loses his body again and also his ring. Third Age starts with his body unstable and is made to retreat in hiding. There's some moment where he feels weaker than Murazor but he puts on enough mask on him to stay strong until recovery.(or Murazor can over power him and do some stuff. He gets sent to Angmar coz he was uncontrollable when too close. )

After recovering for a thousand years he's happy enough that there's no one looming over him to harm him …but oh no the ring melted, he's now the most weakest being in existence.

Eonwe comes over to pick up the mairon-o'-wisp and now he's under the eternal turmoil of Manwe. Manwe's happy to make Mairon come, of course he likes it what are you talking about. The End.

[alerethin]

If it wasn't a Nazi salute, don't you think he'd say something? Like why let half of the country believe you're a Nazi if you're not one? Wouldn't you wanna clear that up? Unless... you're okay with being perceived as a Nazi. And for me, that's enough to make you a Nazi.

[bunnygirllover45]

Johann's very rushed info sheet.

[milevenfcb]

I know I’m late to posting this but hasan piker, the biggest antisemite on twitch, who has, in his own words, said that “America deserved 9/11”, been a 10/7 apologist, publically supported hezbollah and hamas, and described Jews as “inbred” and “pigs” has finally been banned

hahhahahhahahaha

[clannfearrunt]

I fed it to Ivoyya btw he did not like my home cooked ruined meal

Awesome thing for my mii to create right before I’m going to cook dinner irl

[qwellterqustoinmark]

DC X DP

Dead on Main, Mad Scientist Danny Feton, bad reval, poor moewo mewos

Danny would call himself a guy. A dude, very chill if you must, and he was fine in his own little lab. Was it just the cramed basement of some abounded apartment complex that probably had more mold then wall? Yes, that did not matter. What did was the fact he could do everything he wanted! Not legally, but laws where made to be very vaguely followed, as his mother said.

Now, being know was good for business! Being the guy people went too when they wanted some shit was good! Was he happy that all (and by all he ment every single fucking one, even the kid he gave a healing pot too witch what the fuck?) of them where villains? No! He thinks he's aloud to be upset about that.

So Joker dragging in a new lab rat of his was not new. What was, was the fact the idotoc asshole kept comeing back. Kept dragging kids to Danny's feet like Danny was nothing but a senseless dog.

Danny's finger twitched of the gear of burner. The screaming was the worst part, that and the goofs cheery laugh.

"I won't take em asshole." Joker all but croons sadly. Still giggling over himself, "Yes- but this ones a ah! A favorite of you, mh, maddd types!" Danny paused. Shit this wasn't the normal gas test was it. God dammit.

Danny turns to look at the man. Ignoring the small voice in the back of his mind singing of a curuis cruletly. The voice of Phantom, ones hes tried so hard to squish. "Do tell," Danny urges comeing to stand infrot of the wooden box.

Joker smiles impossiblely larger. Hands clasped together as his shoulders shake with mirth. "Well! I know you live under a rock dear Docter, so let me say!" The clown dances around the box. Drumming on it before he leans over it. Hands on his chin, smirk on his face. "It's the dead Robin." Chackles Joker.

It dosnt smell dead. No, not more then anyone else in Gotham for that fact. Still Danny knocks on the box, not hollow though due to its size there lots of empty space. The nails are hammers down sloppily, and the holes are drilled as a after though. Usesly air holes mean their alive, or they want him to think they are.

"I'm no god Joker." Danny scolds. He'll have to decontimate now, witch is awful becuses if death has gotten into test AEA7 it would ruin the-

"Oh no, it came back."

What?

Danny stares at the mad man. The morth still wrote on the man's face and if he focuses he can hear the muted heart beat of something side the creat, drowned by Jokers erratically flailing one.

"What." Joker smiles at him, wiggling his finger at Danny like he had caught him. "I knew you Docters love something new!" Joker claims clapping to himself. "What the fuck do you mean?" Joker frowns at haveing been cut off by Danny but dosnt repermand him.

"It came back! It defined everything we know, and we'll, I ah, I know you Tinkiters love something that stays, well, hm, fixxed." Dear Acienects. Danny stated at that wooden box sering it for what ot was, a cheap cage. Something to keep them down till you found something better, or they gave in.

Something Danny's can imagen himself in. Can imagen Dani in. Fuck even Dan. Something he swore he'd never let in. Something he promised he'd keep others safe from.

He failed. Something he so obviously failed, and all he can feel is the numbness of his fingers as his nails dig into his palm.

"Get out." His voice croaks. That same weak voice he'd cry to be louder, cry to stop everything. The voice he shredded for nothing.

Joker pouts. Twirling a finger in his hair like a school girl. "I'm helping!" He plays. Plays, like a humors fiddle life is. Like it's something one man can mold and shape. Like it's his to control.

He dosnt know how he ends up punching the bastred he jist know he dosnt stop. Claws dig into his face but this is no mortal man. This is a monster, more so then Phantom, more so then Danny.

His father always said monsters got braver the longer you let them linger. Danny knows now that he was right, and dosnt let this one return.

Guns are not typical lab equipment.

Guns dosnt usely have no safety, guns don't usely have a last name stickerd on it. Guns dosnt usely shatter a skull in one shot.

Danny whipes his nose. The body is still warm and Jokers chest rises and falls mindlessly. He's dead. Danny shoots him once more, and the body converses with the motion. Very dead.

The kid. The kid, fuck the kid.

Danny whipes the blood onto his coat, shoveing the gun as far as he can, he can, he jist killed their captor. Okay this could go very bad, or very good.

"Hey kid- your, shit, your okay now-" That is a grown ass man. That is a very awake, very drugged grown man.

Captive looks up twords him, head lulled slightly, and stares at him. Danny stares back. He's tempted to close the lid again, just wait till it's out of him, and he can leave. Yeah that might be the best plan of action.

"Is he gone?" The very adult man says. Voice a horseh whisper. Danny stops shutting the crate. Looking to stre back at the adult man (kid, he's a kid, mabye bot forever but right now he is).

"Uh." Shit what did Jazz said calmed kids? Danny slowly puts his hand in the box, "He is. Big Goof didn't start a chance against good old.. um.." he didn't really have the most hero nickname.

It didn't seem to matter, becuses the red helmeted man grabs Danny's hand. Nearly dragging him into the creat aswell.

"Thank you, thank you- thank you-" Danny just sat still. Red helmet dude clearly needed this.

Manye it could be okay for him too.

"Yeah, it'll be okay.."

[stars-and-asteroids]

Fuck Iskall, Support victims.

Stress, the entire hermitcraft community is disappointed in you.

Reminder to go support your hermits and show them some love <333 Bouta go watch a new hermit because why not, perhaps some welsknight or false

[strawberri-yan]

an alpha whose ready to sink his teeth into you and breed 50k heirs into ur slutty omega body send tweet

[hannigramislife]

You know what's truly devastating?

Jiang Cheng raised Jin Ling. Jiang Cheng doted on him and helped him and punished him and taught him and loved him–

Jiang Cheng loved him. He loved him so much that the boy may as well have been his own son. He loved him with a ferocity that burned brighter than Zidian's spark. He hovered over him constantly, he showed up on the boy's nighthunts.

He knows, now, what a parent's love feels like, because he feels it for Jin Ling with every breath he takes.

Jiang Cheng now also knows, really knows, that his father never loved him at all.

It's a bit of a surprise, even considering everything, but it's the truth. You couldn't be that indifferent to your child if you loved them. Jiang Cheng would never even consider treating Jin Ling the same way.

I wonder when, during the years he spent raising Jin Ling, did Jiang Cheng have that "oh" moment of realization.

[usernamesarehard1]

[haniyngjae]

i wanna suck him so badly 😩😩😩 just look at his size 😭😭 i would seriously swallow all of him ngl. grey sweatpants never disappoints😋

[iam-the-wild]

Thank god we got to see Reghabi again, I fucking love her. I need her and Devon to meet because they would be unstoppable. Also I don't trust Ricken and Natalie and Devon could do better (with Reghabi)

[blankinspace]

It’s Christmas‼️‼️‼️‼️ wOOoOoOo here’s some doodles

[moony-buckets]

fuck eclipse

*dumps my period on him*

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

doin my monthly or so reread n thinkin this time about how when Pony introduces Steve he says he likes him cause he's Soda's best friend. n then. like two pages later. is like ohhh I hate that guy. pony who is so distinctly 14 man I love that kid