#HE'S SO FUCKING GROSS I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF

[klutzypuppy]

yeah so uh i think i'm gonna pretend the flip side doesn't exist.

[euniexenoblade]

I debated if I wanted to mock this post/screenshot for a couple hours and i decided I was just gonna go in line by line and dissect it

"being poly is a choice you make. not an identity you cannot change."

I disagree. I struggled with this through most of my teens and early twenties. The desire to be with multiple people was strong and the concept that I couldn't be with all of them was very confusing and hurtful not just to me, but the people I was with. Had I been taught what polyamory is younger and had known that monogamy is not actually the only way you're allowed to be, i'd have probably been able to stop struggling with this much sooner. Do I think this was as big of a mental struggle as being gay or trans? Nah. But it was certainly an issue that ate away at me.

As much as polyamory was a choice, so was me being trans was a choice. I would say both are inherent to who I am. Just because something isn't inherent to your identity, doesn't mean it isn't inherent to mine.

The second paragraph is a gross misinterpretation of what was said. I said abused poly people in relationships they cannot escape will likely cheat when they do find love. The same is true for monogamous people who cannot escape relationships. This happens all the fucking time. To women. To gay people. To trans people. To poly people. This is so utterly common it's an overused trope in story telling.

"OBVIOUSLY abusive situations aside"

The post was about abusive situations. You're already throwing away the core concept to the post.

"why are you staying with someone you are completely incompatible with"

This shows how this person has no value for relationships. Just because you realize you're poly doesn't mean your feelings for an individual disappears. You want to see if this relationship can still work, whether monogamous or polyamorous. Not to mention so many people would find themselves homeless or penniless by just leaving. There's no actual understanding of love and relationships and the heart here.

"you don't need to pursue any kind of relationship ever"

And gay people don't have to be in gay relationships. Trans people don't have to transition. Doesn't change the longing to experience what you want to experience.

"where exclusivity is agreed upon"

I know poly people who entered relationships under the premise the other person was poly, just for that person to decide "actually I'm monogamous, and I'll kill myself if you leave me." You have no understanding or empathy.

"wanting to be poly does not excuse cheating what is wrong with you people"

Look I agree cheating sucks and violates trust, but acting like it's the worst thing in the history of ever is just childish. I get it hurts but at the end of the day, you do not own another person's body and sometimes shit happens. I just do not care what other people do with their own bodies and you cannot make me believe I'm supposed to care. If my husband goes and fucks someone without my permission (which he commonly does) then that's rad. I hope he has fun. If my wife goes and fucks someone I don't know (which she regularly does) then fuck yeah I hope they both had fun. Y'all are too fucking uptight.

Also the tags

The "monogamous people are losers and shouldn't get a say in anything" was something I said in reply to a heckler on my 'monogamous people often abuse poly partners' post. To take it solely as 100% serious opinion is foolish and childish.

"I cheated cuz waaa"

I've never cheated on any partner. The post isn't even saying it's ok cheat, it's saying that poly people get branded as cheaters whether they do or don't. But I'll say it here just because it's so controversial that it pisses losers off: it's ok for polyamorous people to cheat on monogamous partners. Get out before they abuse you.

[shutit-haha]

"Katsuki," you swayed, "I think I might have been roofied."

"What!?" He gives himself whiplash from how fast he turns, neck cracking and muscles giving a slight pull. The two of you are in some damn frat house because someone invited you and you REALLY wanted to go. Knowing full well that you would stay here for an hour tops, half-hour if everything was already in full swing. This was certainly knew though, I mean 45 minutes in and you've been ROOFIED!

"I said," you leaned against him. Closing your eyes and attempting to take deep breaths even though those very same breaths seemed to make it feel worse. "Sorry Kat," you grabbed at him tightly with your hand. "My stomach's getting all swirly."

He goes into full fucking panic mode. His large hands wraps around your arm a little too tightly dragging you into the crowd with him. He's moving like a fucking linebacker just shoving whoever's in his way. The blonde takes a sharp left turn around a corner yanking you into a hallway with him. The lights here are shut off making it damn near pitch black. His shoulder slams into strangers making out and dry humping and the two of you cringe at the moans that come from the many bedrooms. The floor underneath your feet is sticky, and with the way you feel right now it's a fight just to rip yourself off the wood. Your muscles feel heavy, eyes barely open. The world keeps swirling and spinning, bright colors popping out at you even in the darkness. There's this terrible throbbing between your legs, making your thighs tremble slightly.

"Kat," you whine. He kicks open the bathroom door throwing out the couple currently occupying the space.

"Yea," he gently guides you over to the toilet bowl. "Wait actually don't fucking touch anything in here, it's all disgusting. Bastards don't know how to fuckin act." He's tugging you out into the hallway again, the couple from just a few seconds ago scurrying back in.

"Katsuki," your legs are struggling to keep up. You feel weak in the knees, stumbling over yourself as a result. Your hearing comes and goes, a war between absolute silence and migraine inducing noise. "Bakugo I can't," air escapes you in huffed breaths. "I can't keep up, please," you beg him.

The blonde -still rushing for a reason you don't understand anymore- scoops you up in his arms. "I'm gonna get that shit out of your system, and kill that asshole. Fuckin scum, piece of shit doesn't deserve to walk the earth." He grumbles clutching on to you even tighter. Your brain is so fuzzy you giggle at his silly words. "What," he looks down at you for a quick second.

"Hot, Kat. Tired," you yawn. Moving with large strides Bakugo carries the two of you out of the fraternity. You shiver the moment the cool air hits your sweating skin. "Cold," you whine curling into him and wrapping tightly around his neck. The poor man chokes with the grip you've got him in. How the hell is he expected to breath in a condition like this?! Not only that but you're pressed flush against him with the way you've twisted yourself around.

"HAH, didn't you jus' fuckin say you where hot?!"

"I'm hot on the inside Katsuki," you screech and wail. You say it like it's common knowledge and it kills him a little. "Wait," your hands fly outward. "I got throw up." The man damn near drops you, only half careful of how he's handling you. Your feet hit the ground and you bend at the ankles and then knees. Just as you're situated it all hurls itself back up. It's ok though, because he's here to hold back your hair for you.

"Gotta get your dumbass home," he mumbles under his breath. You whine bringing your hand up to your mouth to wipe away the mess, only for Bakugo to grab at your wrist. "Don't you fuckin' dare, that shit's gross."

"How am I supposed to clean myself," you look up at him with big blown pupils. Your lashes leave long shadows on your face from the streetlight, lips puffy from whatever drug was forced into your system. There's water lining the bottom of your eyes, a result from emptying your guts, and you're still so hot.

"Just hold on a minute, dammit." His head whips around in search of something, though to no one's surprise there's not much to clean with on the front lawn. His eyes fix onto the door, resignation settling in. "Don't you fucking move from here," he points down at you aggressively. "Do you understand?"

You nod absentmindedly, hand coming up to your mouth once again.

"Don't do that shit! Just sit still dammit, I'll be right back." He hates having to run back into that fucking mess of a party. It reeks worse than it did before, the odor much more noticeable after breathing in some fresh fucking air. He fears that if he makes the wrong step he'll roll his ankle from the sticky floor, and then theirs all the bodies. These jiggling, sweaty bodies, in sync and yet still so far off beat. He's quick, bulldozing through all those extras to get to where he's going. You've been fucking drugged by one of these damn creeps and part of Bakugo worries that they'll find you while you're all alone out there.

"Katsuki," big gooey smile, when he emerges back outside. A shiver racks through him, the cold catching him off guard. He immediately steels himself right afterward determined not to let it happen again. "Katsuki," you sing, "kat-suki, suki, kat. kat, suki," you giggle and then smile. You're clearly out of your damn mind, body rocking back and forth while your hands grip onto your ankles tightly. You look like a fucking kindergartener, at the thought of that he snorts.

"Here," he throws the whole paper towel roll at you.

"Thank yoou," more singing, and an even bigger grin.

He only spares you a couple seconds to clean yourself before he's yanking you up onto your feet. The rough skin of his hand wraps around your elbow, and you stumble right into his side. The roll is hugged close to your buddy like some sort of stuffed animal, thighs pressed together tightly. "Can you carry me again?" Your eyes fall shut sleepily, cheek resting against his hard shoulder.

"Hah!?"

"Please," your hip presses against his now. "Please, I'll kiss you if you'll do it for me."

"Don't say that shit," his cheeks dust pink like a school boy.

You giggle, "I'll kiss you even if you don't pick me up." Paper towel roll still pressed against your chest, you lean into him lips grazing under his jaw. "I wanna kiss you," you hum breathing in his scent.

"Don't say that shit!"

"But I wanna kiss someone," you whine.

"Someone?"

"Anyone," you kiss the flesh at his jaw and neck.

"That shit's getting to you."

You nod absentmindedly again, placing another kiss on his warm skin. "Mhm, I think so."

"I'm taking you home," he bends at the knees slightly begrudgingly picking you up.

"Mmmm," you hum, "I like the sound of that."

He squeezes your thighs harshly receiving a slight hiss from you. "Gotta fucking behave if I'm gonna be doing this shit for you. Not gonna fucking baby you for you to be a brat."

Your arms wrap around his neck bringing yourself as close to him as possible. That damn paper towel roll still smooshed between the two of you. "Does that mean you're gonna punish me?" It was said so innocently, still made his cock twitch.

"Don't say that shit," he growls at you, jostling your body as a way of adjusting himself.

"I'm sorry," you kiss his neck, "I'm sorry."

"Don't do that shit either."

"But," you grind against his abs, "I need to feel something."

"Not me! Take care of yourself later," the thought of you touching yourself quickly popped into his head. Once again he was jostling you to adjust his pants.

"You feel so good," another innocent comment as you grind yourself against him.

"What's I say about behaving," he snaps at you.

"But you said to take care of myself."

"Later!"

"Are you gonna punish me now?"

Thank god the car was coming into view. "Oi! I'll fucking drop you!" He hakes his head, "the hells your obsession with that shit."

You shrug, "like how your hands feel on my ass." Another kiss to his neck, and then your hips jolt on their own grinding against his hard abs. This time you just can't stop yourself, the pit of your stomach feels like it's on fire and the way your muscles are contracting- you just have to. You need too.

"Hey," some part of his subconscious had clearly been paying attention to you. The part about his hands, and the punishment, because his hand came up and then down in one sudden slap. You could hear it whoosh in the air, and then that crackle when it met your rear. You stilled, moaning and arching your back. He nearly fucking dropped you, the one hand holding you completely unprepared for that hell of an arch.

"Fuck," you panted. Your lips kissed a trail up his neck and then nipped the skin behind his ear. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry d-" You bit your lip, suppressing what so desperately wanted to be said.

He fucking dropped you.

Your legs where shaky, knees buckling soon as your feet hit the floor. You expected to fall onto your knees just like you did on the lawn, but he slammed you up against the car. Your back roughly hit the metal, one hand keeping your hip trapped against it, the other hand keeping hold of your wrist. "You're driving me fucking crazy you know that," he spat in your face. His breath fanned against your skin, eyes burning. "I have no clue what that fucker gave you but-"

You kissed him, hips wiggly in his hand in search of friction. He bit your bottom lip, teeth sinking into plush, your back arched. "Fuck me, please. Please just fuck me, swear I'll stop after that. It'll make it stop just fuck me please just-"

He leaned back in, mouths smashing together, teeth clinking just before he forces his tongue in catching a taste of your mouth. Aphrodisiac, "bastard gave you a fucking rape drug."

You shake your head, hips wiggling with more vigor. "No want it," you breath heavily, "want it."

He shoves you aside, opening the passenger door for you, "just the drug."

"No," you're crying now. Hand venturing down to your waist band to give yourself some kind of relief. "Want you," you bite your lip when your hand grazes your clit. "I-" pant, "want you." All your weight is held up by the car, eyes shut to better see the fantasies. "Fuck," you groan.

He doesn't know what to do, he's kind of just watching you. It feels gross, feels wrong but, fuck he likes it. Mouth agape while you fuck yourself to him. It's not real. He's gonna wale up. It's just a wet dream, a movie.

"Wanted you since-" gulp, "that compression shirt, at the- at the gym." You whimper at that, "sweat, nipples were hard." Your eyes open all half lidded and hazy, pupils having consumed whatever color was once there. Your sclera isn't even visible anymore. "You're such a whore," as if your fucking pussy wasn't literally squelching right now.

That was it for him, you weren't gonna fucking insult him like that. As if you were some fucking saint. Yeah, right. He slams the passenger door shut, the back door flying open followed by him quickly shoving you into the car. Your back bounces on the leather seats, one hand quickly rushing to yank down your pants and underwear. The burly man climbs in right after you moving with quick hast, he shuts the door behind him with another loud slam.

"Keep that fucking mouth shut," hand squeezing a the sides of your throat. He's fucked once or twice, never like this. In the back of his car, cock aching, in such a hurry. With the way you were acting it seems like it's only take a couple strokes before you tapped out, you had already been edging yourself in a way. (I mean with you grinding and whatever else and him stopping you every other five seconds.)

He unbuttons his jeans, briefly thinking about turning on the air-conditioning only to decide against it. Fuck it, let the windows fog up. (That'd be new too.) Katsuki doesn't even unzip his pants he just tugs at the sides and forces the zipper to go down itself. You brely catch a glimpse of his boxers before those too are tugged down his muscled thighs. Damn gym rat.

He rudely slaps away the hand you have between your legs, only to smack his dick against your clit. "Condom," you mutter.

"Didn't I say to shut up," it's a nasty snarl, yet still you have the balls to smile at him.

"Please," you spread your legs for him.

"Didn't bring one," fuck please don't tell him this is what's gonna cock block him. He'll fucking destroy this car with the amount of anger that wants to blow. Yet you ever so seductively reach into your bra and pull one out.

"Here." You take it between your teeth tearing at the packaging while he pumps himself. You pass it over to him, the wrapper gracefully falling somewhere underneath the seat, condom rolled on in a blink. No prep, just his dick getting shoved into you.

It's a stretch, a painful, hissing stretch. Your tugging at his shirt pulling it off of him while you adjust, his hands sliding up and under to unhook your bra. "Move," it's a command, an order. And despite his big fucking ego, he listens to you. One large hand placed next to your head, the either forcing your shirt up as it ghost over your body. Your scratching at his back, and rubbing his scalp. It's an odd combo of pain and pleasure for the both of you as a result. "More," you're shouting now, "more," you gasp.

"Take your shirt off," his voice is gravelly and out of breath. The hand once fondling with your breast is now gripping under your thigh. It's pushing your legs up and up and up, till they're resting right on top of his strong shoulders. Your pussy clenches around him upon feeling the muscle moving under your legs. His mouth comes down to suck your right nipple, eyes staring dead into yours.

Fuck you're cuming, quick with his name on your tongue. "Not fuckin' done," he groans, grinding into you with another thrust. "Don't even think about movin' didn't-" He hisses, "fuck, didn't get to cum yet." Another grind and then he's bringing a calloused finger to your clit.

"Katsuki..."

"Yeah baby," it's low and husky, drawing more slick from you.

"Was lying about the condom." He gives you a harsh thrust at that, clearly fucking pissed. "Don't give a shit about it," he nearly pulls all the way out to slam back in. "Just wanted to-"

"Get to the fuckin' point," other hand squeezing at your throat.

"Want you to come in me," you're fucking yelling. "Please," begging.

"Fuck baby, that's enough to make me come on the spot."

You whine at that, "no."

"No?"

"No, please. Inside please."

He pulls out, smirking when he sees how your walls clench around the empty space. "Missing me," he teases rolling off the condom carelessly dropping it onto the floor. In a snap he's back in, three strokes and then he's gone.

The liquid is fucking hot, it's scorching. You wanna taste, wish you would have gotten the chance to. The thought of that has your walls fluttering and coming a second time. Your eyes are all dazed and glossy, hair sticking to your neck and forehead. Carefully Katsuki pulls your shaking legs off his shoulders, while your hand reaches up to push his hair out of your face. "Fuck you're a brat," your lip tint smeared all over his lips.

It makes you smile all soft and gooey. "I'm tired now."

He snorts, pulling your underwear back onto you. "'Course you are," he tugs on his boxers and jeans. "Don't let any of that shit spill out you understand me?" He's pointing at you, face back to that scowl. You nod, pulling your pants back on. The both of you tug on your shirts, he moves to the front while you remain laying in the back. You find a sweater of his and tug it on while he starts the car, rolling down the windows to air the thing out.

"We're doing that shit at least one more time," he says pulling the car out of park.

"You're place or mine," you smile at him through the rearview mirror.

[mulletmitsuya]

Toman groupchat

Warnings: swearing, suggestive, mentions of poop, mentions of homophobia (joke), mentions of men getting pregnant

Desc: here the boys discuss whether men can get pregnant or not and other shenanigans. this also very fucking stupid

Mikey: i just took the biggest shit

Mikey: you guys will not believe the sheer size of this thing like it's as big as my forearm

Mikey: makes me wonder how women give birth

Kazutora: ?

Draken: keep this shit to yourself what the hell is wrong with you

Mikey: how can i keep this shit to myself when i've already flushed it down the toilet🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Mitsuya: what does you shitting have to do with women giving birth?

Mitsuya: never mind shouldn't have asked

Mikey: well the poop tore my butt up so imagine what babies do to vaginas

Baji: this is why i'm never giving birth. looks too hard

Draken: ...you're not a candidate to do so? you're male?

Baji: what does my gender have to do with giving birth

Draken: it has everything to do with it??? what are you talking about

Baji: wow didn't know you guys were so sexist

Chifuyu: Baji-san, gender and sex are two different things...

Baji: ?

Chifuyu: sex is your chromosomes and basically what you were born with and gender is what you identify as. so since you're male, you don't have the reproductive organs to get pregnant and have a child. only female bodied people can.

Smiley: bro you're 17 how the fuck do you not know this

Baji: never been good at biology

Smiley: you don't have to be good at it to know you can't get pregnant💀

Baji: so men can't get pregnant?

Chifuyu: well if someone born as a female transitions into a man, then gets pregnant, we can pretty much say that men can get pregnant

Baji: so men can get pregnant but not males?

Chifuyu: yeah i guess

Baji: interesting

Baji: i don't think anyone's tried hard enough

Baji: i'll get a male pregnant one day, watch

Mitsuya: wtf

Draken: is the biology lesson over?

Mikey: my ass still hurts i think i'll need ointment

Kazutora: why r u reporting this to us

Mikey: you guys are my friends

Mitsuya: no ones wants to know about your bowel movements

Baji: why do you always wanna sound smart Mitsuya. just say shit or shitting

Smiley: watch, next time he'll say defecation

Chifuyu: excretion

Mikey: excrement

Kazutora: fecal matter

Draken: guys what the fuck can we not talk about this? it's fucking gross

Baji: oho here comes the fucking poop police

Kazutora: instead of his siren going "wee woo wee woo" it probably goes "pee poo pee poo" lmao

Mikey: LMAO😭

Draken: what are you a bunch of 5 year olds??

Baji: we're 17

Draken: 😐

Mitsuya: can we change the subject? christ

Smiley: i did crack for the first time yesterday. shit was crazy

Mikey: YOU DO DRUGS???? BRO

Baji: yo Nahoya what the fuck

Draken: we're not supposed to do drugs

Smiley: who's we?? i'm doing them not you🤨??

Draken: and what's Angry gonna think?

Smiley: he doesn't need to know. and i did it to impress a girl so chill it's not a regular thing

Mikey: why would you try and impress a girl with doing crack?

Smiley: she's a drug addict

Smiley: but the sex was fire tho even though she tried to kill me halfway through

Mikey: YOU'RE HAVING SEX??

Kazutora: that's not fair☹️

Kazutora: where are you meeting women?

Smiley: outside

Kazutora: oh

Draken: why did she try to kill you?

Smiley: halfway through she started choking the shit outta me while she was on top and i almost died but also it was the best nut i've ever experienced so it's a win win

Mikey: that doesn't sound appealing at all😭

Draken: that sounds like assault actually

Smiley: idgaf a beautiful woman can do whatever she wants with me and if she wants to kill me then so be it (i'm a feminist)

Mitsuya: yeah but like, she should have asked

Smiley: we were both high off our rockers

Draken: yeah i feel like she should have asked you so you could have developed a healthy sex dynamic where you both share each other kinks before hand

Baji: oho here comes the fucking sex police

Kazutora: this time the siren would be men whimpering

Chifuyu: why men?

Kazutora: i don't think Draken would use women moaning cause of how the brothel might have traumatized him i think and he respects women too much

Kazutora: also he's gay

Draken: fuck off i'm not

Draken: and Baji say something else i dare you

Baji: what are you gonna do? have sex with me?

Smiley: you're all taking this way too seriously😁

Baji: with what Kazutora said, i'ma start blasting whimpering audios when i get a car

Mitsuya: i'm pretty sure that's illegal or something

Smiley: dawg no one wants to hear that

Baji: who wouldn't want to hear men whimpering?

Baji: especially the high pitched ones

Baji: cause you can associate them with twinks

Baji: with dual coloured hair, jingly earnings and large unsettling eyes

Baji: and maybe even a blonde with an undercut and big blue cow eyes

Kazutora: Baji what are you on about

Chifuyu: wait are you being serious or is this a joke Baji-san 😂😂😂😂

Draken: uhh

Smiley: i keep hoping you being gay is a joke but then you say shit like this

Baji: why

Smiley: i'm not fond of gay people

Baji: homophobia's got you missing out on some good head

Draken: we support and respect all identies, Smiley. don't make this a problem

Smiley: i'll ask again, WHO'S WE?

[wishful-thinking64]

One Hell of an Unpopular Opinion #03

Characters like Barbie Wire, Chaz, Crimson, Octavia, and Stella only exist as plot devices to garner sympathy for other characters. _______ I knew fully well that Chaz and Crimson were going to merely be plot devices for Moxxie the more I watched Exes & Oohs. And sure enough, Chaz was killed at the end of that very episode and Crimson is yet another wacky cartoon villain that the narrative expects for you to take seriously. Both of these characters existed so that the audience could gain sympathy (or at least pity) for Moxxie being raised in a Mafia family and having been abused as a child along with being betrayed by his ex-boyfriend (who also happened to be Millie's ex-boyfriend for some reason.) Other than Moxxie's Mafia family upbringing making zero sense the more you think about it, Viv has basically done this exact backstory before in the form of Angel Dust (with the whole mobster backstory who was also abused by his father.) However, the Exes & Oohs episode and title actually stems from one of the HH mockup episodes that was originally about Charlie and Vaggie coming across Charlie's ex, Seviathan (yes, that's what Viv named him), and his sister, Helsa, while they were at a dinner party.

Now, do I think Chaz and Crimson could've had the potential to be good characters? In all honesty, no. Especially not Chaz. The guy is a harmful stereotype of pansexual people and how, "They'll sleep with anyone," which no, they won't. I'm not pansexual myself but that thought process is as gross as it is fucking stupid. The only person who I've seen even re-writing Chaz has been Loves Art23 (I mainly know her for YouTube videos being critical on Hazbin Hotel + Helluva Boss along with other shows like the disaster known as High Guardian Spice) and I think she's done a fairly good job so kudos to her for making him work. Personally, though I'm scrapping him as that gives me one less character to worry about when re-writing HB. Crimson would have to be heavily and I mean HEAVILY reworked/re-written in order for him to make any actual sense. That and I'm tired of every character having some variation of the same daddy issues in the Hellaverse. Which means he's also gonna get axed from me. Moving onto the ladies I mentioned, let's start off with Barbie Wire.

Having been foreshadowed since the pilot of I.M.P. (as seen when Tilla was still Barb's and Blitzo's older sister rather than their mother) Barbie Wire was an anticipated character by fans for years! And then her actual appearance finally happened in Unhappy Campers, an episode hated by practically everyone who saw it, and no one really cared about her showing up, other than the fact that the writers thought that having her seduce a BARELY legal adult would make for a good joke, when in reality, it only made everybody uncomfortable and several people dislike Barbie because of it. Sure, near the end of the episode she had that "emotional" scene with Blitzo that wants the viewers to feel bad for him and Barbie before she left but in the long run it didn't matter as fans barely even talk about it because of how uneventful it truly was. So, with that out of the way, would I keep Barbie Wire around for a rewrite of HB? To that I say, yes! There are several paths Barbie Wire's overall character could go in. If you're mainly sticking to canon, then what you have to work with is a former circus performer who lost her mother in a fire caused by her twin brother that left his own best friend to rot and be disabled for the rest of his life. It's very likely that this very fire, caused her to be out of a job and probably even homeless for a bit which could explain why she ended up becoming both a drug attic and a drug dealer. Homelessness is one of the few things that nobody wants to experience. It causes people to be filled with a sense of overwhelming loneliness and desperation as many of them either believe that there's nothing they can do or they do anything and everything that they can to get out of it even if that means resorting to crime. If you wanted to have her be loosely based on canon instead, you could make it to where she never learned about who started the fire and actually stuck with Blitzo well into adulthood. Have her become one of the members of I.M.P. and later down the line have her learn through someone like Fizz or maybe Cash (her and Blitzo's father) what actually went down that day. Have her be rightfully pissed off at Blitzo for screwing over multiple people along with being the one responsible for killing their mom. Anyway, let's proceed onto Stella and her daughter Octavia.

As much as the narrative wants me to hate Stella with a burning passion cause she hurts Stolas, I can't do it for multiple reasons but I'll list my top three. #01.) Stella's just as (if not even more so) stuck in this arranged loveless marriage as Stolas is. #02.) If the man I had no choice in marrying not only cheated on me with a man from one of the lowest classes in all of Hell but IN OUR OWN HOME & SHARED BEDROOM NO LESS? OH, FUCK NO!

#03.) This woman had to spend 9 months having to nourish and care for a baby inside her stomach that she had with a man that didn't even want to sleep with her. On top of that, she had to have become pregnant with Octavia when she was a young adult since current day Stolas and Stella are only in their mid 30s. I need you to let that information sink in.

In short, I can't hate Stella for loathing Viv's pathetic self insert bird twink with every fiber of her being.

Having said that, would I have Stella in my HB rewrite? Well, considering that I plan on keeping the war that happened in the bible that caused Lucifer and several angels to fall from grace, one of which being Stolas. Kind of. Allow me to elaborate, I would keep Stella as Octavia's mother but I wouldn't have her marry Stolas. I'd have her be a surrogate mother that way Stolas still gets an heir and Octavia could still exist. Speaking of Octavia...

We all know that she exists to make Stolas look like a better person as several stans of this show love to say how much of a good dad Stolas is when he isn't. He neglects Octavia frequently in favor of Blitzo and only pays attention to her when she's gone although EVEN THAT doesn't last long as shown in Seeing Stars where HE KNEW Octavia was missing on Earth but rather than ACTIVELY look for his daughter, what does he do? HE SITS THROUGH A STUPID LIVE COMEDY SHOW CAUSE BLITZO IS PERFORMING! HE COMPLETELY SIDELINES HIS OWN DAUGHTER IN FAVOR OF A LIVE COMEDY SHOW!

God, Octavia deserves so much better than to have a dad like him. I'm keeping Octavia for my HB rewrite so that this poor girl not only realizes how much of a bastard her dad is but eventually gets the found family she deserves. I don't plan for it to be through I.M.P. though. In closing, the characters of this show deserve to be better developed but especially the women in them.

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That was a long one to get through cause it's been on my mind for a while. Thank you all for reading through it and bye for now everybody!

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen

warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), swearing, ghostface mask, Mickey has a knife kink, it’s all consensual

Mickey and I walked through the Halloween section, pausing every so often to comment on some piece of decoration or costume.

“stab.” I snickered as Mickey groaned. “God the amount of people who are buying these just to have sex with their partner…”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged. Mickey looked at me in shock. “It could be fun.”

“you’re telling me you want ghostface to come fuck you into oblivion?” Mickey whispered in my ear. “Hold a knife to your throat while you come on his dick?”

“Mickey.” I groaned, pushing him away. “Stop.” Mickey chuckled before kissing me.

“don’t comment on something you know I can make happen.” He teased. “We’re pretty lucky everyone and their mother are doing that so this doesn’t sound too wacky.” I laughed as Mickey and I moved on to the next aisle. We met back up with Derek and Sidney.

“find anything?” Sidney asked me. I shook my head.

“Nah. Same old crap as last year.” Mickey rolled his eyes and Derek held up a bag.

“meanwhile we found a bunch.” He said. Sidney winked at me and I gave her a disgusted look.

“the asshole tried to kill you how many times and you want Derek to wear that mask?” I asked, staring at her in shock. Mickey looked between Sidney and me before shooting Derek a look. “Gross sid. Gross.” Sidney shrugged and I fake gagged. “Nope.” I grabbed Mickey’s hand and turned to walk out of the store.

“hey you were the one that asked me…” Mickey whispered.

“you haven’t tried to kill me.” I shot back. “Meanwhile her last boyfriend and his best friend did. As well as this new copycat.” I gave him a pointed look. Mickey shrugged.

“I could try if I wanted to.” Mickey offered. I smacked his chest. “Alright. Alright. I won’t.”

“shut up you dick.” I said. “Otherwise your dick is staying in your pants.” I headed back to campus while Mickey headed off to meet up with whoever his partner in crime way.

“we’ll see about that.” He murmured as he watched me walk away. Later that night, there was a knock on my window. I looked up but no one was there. Opening it and stepping onto the balcony, I looked around.

“hello?” I called out. I gasped as someone put their hand over my mouth and put a knife to my throat.

“scream and I’ll slit your fucking throat.” The modulated voice said in my ear. I nodded slowly, careful not to cut myself on the knife. I was hoping against hope that it was Mickey in the costume and not his killer partner. "Good. I'm gonna cut these clothes off you and then your gonna take my cock. Understood?"

"Yes." I whispered. Ghostface pulled me back into my room, closing my balcony door and curtains on the way in. He threw me on the bed and started to climb over me.

"Depending on how well you take my cock depends on if I kill you or not." Ghostface tilted his head as he ran the knife down my chest. When he reached the hem of my shirt, he slipped the knife under and stabbed through it. Grabbing the ruined material, he ripped it until it was off my body. “Oh look at that.”

“please.” I whimpered. Ghostface tugged off my pants and underwear in one go. He hummed, the voice modulator making it lower than it normally was.

“all for me?” Ghostface mused. I squirmed under his gaze. “Who knew?”

“please Mr. Ghostface. Please.” The robes were pulled off and I whined as his bare body was revealed.

“such a sweet little thing.” He mused as he jerked his cock a few times before lining up. “Good thing it’s all for me. Gonna make you my cock drunk whore.”

“please.” I whined. Ghostface laughed.

“awe. Already halfway there.” He teased. I cried out as he thrust into me. “Poor baby.” He gripped my jaw and forced my mouth open. With his other hand, he pulled my legs up around him; the cold metal of the knife a harsh contrast to my burning skin. “Taking me so well. Even if it’s for your life.”

“oh fuck.” I moaned as he let go of my jaw to lean over me. I gasped as the knife returned to my neck. “Fuck.”

“careful sweetheart.” Ghostface grunted, mask already starting to slip. “Wouldn’t want you to cut yourself.” I tried to hold still as Mickey reached up to pull the mask off. “See your pretty skin marked by blood and scars.” He tsked before running the knife down my throat.

“Mickey.” I whined as he sped up. I wrapped my arms around his back as he tossed the knife behind him. “You better pay for whatever you just put a hole in.” Mickey chuckled as he dipped down to kiss me.

“couldn’t keep that up much longer.” He breathed out. “Actually got scared I’d cut you. Fuck.” Mickeys face scrunched up. “Come on babe. Take me there.” He ground out.

“Mickey. Please. Mickey!” I keened as I orgasmed. Mickey fell over the edge with me and collapsed on top of me. “Fucking hell Mickey.” I breathed out as we tried to come down from our highs.

“so…” Mickey asked, tilting his head to look at me with a smirk. “Was it all you thought it would be?” I nodded with a small smile. “Good. Good.” He nodded. “Cuz honestly, bustin’ makes me feel good.” Mickey started laughing.

“Mickey!” I groaned, slapping his arm as he rolled us over.

[skelly-words]

more bf!sukuna hcs, but he’s insufferable and stuck in my head. this is part 4…

warning: some NSFW, slight intox, minors DNI

NEVER lets you drive. he’s so misogynistic. “females are bad drivers” ass bitch. "you're gonna wrap us around a tree."

claims to despise when you baby him e.g. forehead kisses, scratching his back to put him to sleep, even fucking cuddling. don’t believe that shit for a second but pretend to and stop until he starts acting grateful.

way too confrontational to be taken out in public. just pretend you don’t know him when he’s pulling a gun on someone who stepped on his shoes.

you’d be broke if you bailed him out of jail every fucking time. at least let him marinate there all night before folding or call his dad to do it instead.

so messy. it's unintentional, but sukuna just leaves a trail of disorder in his wake. throw pillows on the floor, shoes in the walkway, and always leaving the lights on despite complaining about the utility bill.

throw him outside to do yardwork or something. he loves that shit. putting in a couple fruit trees, maybe stepping stones. by the end of the summer you have a tiered garden with slate retaining walls and an automatic irrigation system.

why does he have a green thumb? he's in a secret competition with the neighbors for prettiest lawn. and yet, you manage to kill the little succulent garden he planted for you.

a minimalist (derogatory). sukuna is always trying to throw your trinkets and knickknacks away when you're not paying attention.

he loves getting a little fashion show after you buy new clothes. it's one of the few cute things he'll admit to enjoying. it doesn't matter if the outfit is skimpy or modest, hearts are popping out of his eyes like in a fucking cartoon.

doesn't apologize under any circumstances. the word 'sorry,' isn't in his lexicon. however, he will leave his card on the counter before heading to work and pick up flowers on the way home and make reservations at your favorite restaurant. don't expect to hear a real apology though.

super duper tender-headed. you can't even detangle it without him whining. might cry if you try to do braids, twists, any kinda style. fucking pussy

irritating asf. actually hate him, idk why i’m writing this. i'd probably poison him and collect the life insurance.

UMM nsfw

calling sukuna something corny and dominant in bed (sir/daddy/king/etc.) out of the blue would make him nut. and he isn’t even embarrassed about it at all.

incapable of pulling off a quickie. i think this is more endearing than aggravating. he can't hit it right in just ten minutes. he'll ask for more time. and a little more. then it's been an hour and you're likely running late for something.

thinks you're hottest bent over (i'm not even projecting rn bc my ass is flat). don't worry, he thinks your face is cute, missionary is great too. but if you wore one of those pillow case ass house dresses with no panties he'd go crazy. i hate to air him out like this, but it's true. i gotta link this shit so you know what i'm talking about. makes him feral. maybe i am projecting bc i luv those dresses.

but anyway, he'd fall for the 'bend and snap' so bad (legally blonde reference). these are basically crack, sorry

occasionally forgets that foreplay is a thing and tries to go straight from light frenching to stickin it.

i feel like sukuna’s sunday nights are spent getting really high and kissing on you for hours. he just gets the munchies dude. leaving dewy spots of saliva on all your exposed skin. once he’s tasted that, your clothes is peeled off so he can drool on the rest of you. he doesn’t even realize how much of a tease he is. his mouth suctioned to your inner thigh… maybe i should just write this as its own thingy

p sure i said this already, but he’s a biter. gnaws on you like a mf chew toy. it’s an oral fixation thing, if you don’t like it buy him lots of lollipops and tic tacs.

ok i have to stop before i gross myself out. tyty for reading <3<3<3 have a wonderful day.

masterlist if you wanna read the rest

[inu-jiru]

Jazz's "Apology Tour" ramble

Episode was trash, let's go.

First off, the whole "Fuck Blitzo" party is so stupid to me, like you're telling me this 30-something year old man had intimate relationships with ALL these demons and HE was the sole thing that ruined ALL of them?

And how did Verosika even find out about Stolas? Like I know Ozzie's happened, but how'd she hear about their "breakup" (they weren't together but whatever, show)?

Why the FUCK does Verosika care about Stolas being an uwu sad victim of mean old Blitzo aside from everyone being written to want to huff Stolas' sad boi farts?

Why is no one trying to kill Stolas like in Loo Loo Land, like suddenly we're just cool with the oppressive racist now (who am I kidding, the rank system doesn't exist anymore unless the "meanie supremacist" characters bring it up I guess)?

Don't think I'm trying to be "Blitzo's#1Bitch69" or anything, but Season 2 is just so gross in how they've written him. Either he's the big bully meanie for hating his abuser, or they've had him commit the most out of pocket atrocities (like possibly SAing Stolas since he was technically drunk or the circus incident or the shit he pulled with Verosika because what the fuck kinda trauma makes you steal someone credit card for horse riding lessons???) that they just gloss over because fuck having Blitzo actually progress normally or Stolas taking actual responsibility for his own actions, let's just speed through everything so it's back to Stolitz City, don't think about the implications. I just can't stand itttt, I still like and pity Blitz to an extent but his writing is killing meeee

Stolas, stop whimpering about being wanted YOU HAVE A KID WHO HAS STILL NOT APPEARED SINCE SEEING STARS WHERE IS SHE?

Am I really hearing that people are hating the dude flirting with Stolas like come on yall STOLITZ IS NOT OFFICIAL YET CHILL

I've honestly started skipping through episodes, like I can't fucking listen to "WAHHHHH BLITZO I WANT YOU TO WANT ME" for the millionth time, I wish this episode could've just been Blitzo and Verosika facing their issues or something I just don't wanna see this owl loser act like a victim anymoreeee

Man really said "when have I ever been condescending?" SEASON ONE???? How about every time you grab his face and call him out of his name and watch him be shot at while demanding he come over one a month? Oh, but when Blitz starts doing it back it's "Oh I'm uncomfortable ooOoOoo stop it Blitz hnnghhh I don't like it :C :C :C", like whatever man.

The Striker comment was dumb and wrong but that's because Stolas is dumb and wrong

Honestly I feel like I'm repeating the same points I and others have made in the past so all imma say is, I hope Octavia and Stella are enjoying their off-screen and better written adventures together. I'm gonna draw some AU stuff now to give my eyes something better to look at.

OH I forgot to talk about Verosika, uh, she was there? I honestly think she should just get over herself at this point, idk when she and Blitz broke up but what the fuck is it about this clown that she was so enamored over where she's this hurt? I can get being mad about her credit card and Blitz being a lazy partner but if that's the case, I fail to see how they got to a point where she got his name tatted on her arm. Idk it's weird

The Mayweather shit or whatever her name is was pointless and made no sense, like "I want you to kill this woman who made me attempt to kill her and myself but now we're dating" like? Hey Vivzie if yall can callback to that why can't yall call back to Stolas being a creep huh?

EDIT: They really made that fuckass "it's hell" excuse canon, huh? Like, it doesn't even make sense in the context of Blitz saying that, like people say "it's hell" because Biblically speaking, it's where those who truly oppose God in order to live a life of wickedness go as just punishment. Blitz the equivalent of a regular guy in Hell unlike the Hazbin characters, he shouldn't understand that there's a better alternative to Hell because he's not human and never had any opportunity to learn about Heaven or God (unless it's just in their DNA or something idk who knows with this show)

[pruneunfair]

Ranking all the OI I read. Part 1: the lesser.

It'll be like my tier list except with added stories from the haven't read yet section and of course my opinions.

Since Tumblr only allows 30 images per post and a daily pass based on how many pictures can be posted at all. I'll be posting this list through multiple parts starting with the worst. Get ready because there's gonna be a lot of negativity right now.

Starting with the tier I like to call "Absolute dog shit." Terrible plots, gross content being glamourized and little to no potential at all.

honestly picking the worst of the worst was hard cause there's so many to choose from.. and I think the title of the absolute worst doesn't go to Remarried empress or Today the villainess has fun again..

Its this one: beware of the brothers

I really can't say I was surprised 😭. I mean.. look at the damn title. The FL gets adopted into the family because she looks like the ML's dead sister and it just.. escalates into step-bro love. "But it's not related by blood-" still incest and even if they didn't grow up together, WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO FUCK SOMEONE WHO LOOKS LIKE YOUR DEAD SIBLING!?

The order of slave breeding

Yes this is an actual manhwa.. I genuinely wanna know why the author just looked at themselves in the mirror and said "Yes this is a good idea." As the title suggests.. it's about a slave merchant for a FL and her slaves falling in love with her and as if it couldn't be uncomfortable enough it is one of the few manhwa with a dark skinned ML. I don't care how many times they'll offer excues for the lead I don't fw slavery being used as a romance device in media.

I belong to house Castillo

Technically I didn't read all of it, I just read the spoilers for the rest of the chapters but to be fair, I just got finished cursing myself by reading stepbro fantasies and master/slave ships, I'm not trying to give my FBI agent a reason to search my hard drives. It's a basic and cliché found family where the FL Estelle is sold by her mother to her father and the ML is a 17 year old who basically grooms her..why? Because raising your love interest is the "only" way to make a story stand out amongst the other generic found family tales.

I tamed my ex husband's mad dog.

More cases of grooming except this time it's the FL as the perpetrator. ML looks like he's 8 but he's apparently 16.. so we got a groomer protagonist in the form of Reinhardt who also neglects her first child and favors her second child she had with her victim with the excuse of not wanting to care for her son being that he looks like her toxic ex. Lady what? That boy deserves his own villain arc holy shit.

No more turning a blind eye.

This one really dissapointed me 😔. The cover looked stunning, the artstyle while a little off was still eye catching and the title sounded promising. Nah this is a hunk of junk that had a gentrification plot for some reason.. and you were supposed to sympathize with the guy who wanted to render hundreds of people homeless to make room for art galleries or whatever it was they wanted?

The dragon kings bride

I already knew this one was probably gonna suck judging by the title. First off it treats dark skinned people like barbarians, the ML Hakan meets Lucina when she's a child, Lucina is threatened with death if she doesn't marry him and you can probably guess where it goes. Like I said I don't really have a right to be shocked but it still goes on the list for its weird obsession with Lucina being so tiny that having sex with Hakan could kill her along with a not so hidden pregnancy fetish.

I became the tyrants secretary.

Its just workplace sexual harassment, theres not much to it. Cannot stand the ML who is a basic garbage human and Rosalyn is a block of wood when it comes to personality. She wants to do all these things but she has no spine and no will to actually do them but at the same time shes so good at everything on a whim. I usually don't mind a clueless FL but Jesus christ! She makes Adrien Agreste look smarter!

The villains savior

Gotta say the artstyle is really pretty and the FLs design is so cute. Everything else though is pretty bad. The point is basically the lead Ezlay is trying to essentially "fix" the ML as the title suggest. A lot of people dislike this one because Ezlay is very emotional and cries too much but that's honestly the least of the issues here. Now to be fair, Aseph is a villain so it's expected that he's gonna suck but that doesn't mean Ezlay needs to have the personality of a rock either, it's not that she cries a lot that annoys me, she's literally just a male fantasy personified. All she is absolute patience and acceptance for what Aseph does to point of enabling that toxic behavior.

Now we enter manhwas that are horrificly awful, not much difference except these ones have a bigger grain of potential

Lucia

This one got a lot of hate tiktok so naturally I had to read it and yeah, it was pretty bad. The artstyle though just.. I'm sorry but Lucia's face is literally just 👁 👄 👁 and thats not even mentioning the ML Hugo. It's really crinegy and it tries to fill that void with poorly made smut. The plot is also really and I mean REALLY dead set on 1950s values for women and the relationship between Lucia's and Hugo is downright toxic. In fact I don't even think there's a plot.. it's just porn. The only reason it's not in dogshit tier is that it's so iconic for being awful that it deserves to be higher up.

When the villainess is in love.

Okay all I can give this one is that Libertia has a better character design than Lucia. She's a mary sue but at this point that's a lot of leads nowadays so it's not a total shock but this is definitely a case where the story would be so much better if it was the actual Libertia as the protagonist instead of a carbon copy of the ogfl taking over. The worst part though is the fashion and I normally do not care about how dresses look in OI as long as they at least look good and fit the setting.. and dear God a lot of those dresses are nightmares to look at. Thankfully I had heard the novel was better.

Today the villainess has fun again

not a fan of the protagonist. Reilynn is really insufferable to follow since she's basically just an entitled asshole who thinks that just because she got transmigrated as the wealthiest woman in the land that she must be in the right because she's not like Iris who is a basic pick me girl. Beyond the fact that watching her throw money at people to get past an obstacle without effort she's also heavily written as a pedo because out of her options which had 2 green flags her age, she chooses the slave she bought who acts and looks like a 10 year old boy with attachment issues.

Try begging

what is with Solche and their weird obsession with rapist male leads? It's somehow worse then cry or better yet beg. Basically the FL Sally/Grace is a spy and when the ML Leon finds out.. he basically tortures her and SA's her multiple times and somehow they fall in love. Do with that what you will, the only slack I will kind of give Try begging is that it at least warns you of what your getting into beforehand. I really hate that Solches writing actually has so much potential to be amazing yet they use their talents to make rape fetish content. I want to know why manhwa tiktok likes this so much, they're all about girl code until a rapist looks hot (Leon isn't even hot, hes mad ugly)

Abandoned empress

Ah yes, good ol abandoned empress, the manhwa communities favorite punching bag so it's only right it lands here. For all the writers out there if your making a character you'd want the readers to support as the love interest you typically would give them an interesting personality and to tone down anything you think is too much for a healthy relationship. Abandoned empress decides to do the opposite of that and even after scenes of Ruve abusing his wife Aristia by cheating on her, beating her, SA'ing her, killing her dad, and causing her to miscarry so you would naturally think "okay clearly Ruve is the antagonist." But instead they pulled some bullshit "but he's not doing it anymore because he was poisoned in the last timeline!"... what!? Were there any new writers by any chance because how did we go from a abusive monster to a misunderstood Lil guy? I would say more but I think everyone already agreed a long time ago Abandoned empress is ass.

Revenge on the real one

the protag is essentially those villainesses in regression stories that cause the heroines initial downfall. I was already aware of what would happen before I even read and let me tell you it was accurate. The protagonist Helga is AWFUL. The torture she puts Hillian through is overkill and at this point Hillian deserves her own regression story to stand up to Helga because my girl was not that bad for her sister to ruin her life because of a stupid tragic origin story. The worst part is the Helga fans I see on places like tiktok who just don't want to admit their FL is a bad person. "Oh but Helga past was so sad! It's not her fault she's like this." Don't mean she has to banish her sister from her own nation when Hillian was innocent.

Villain Dukes precious one.

I really dislike the reincarnated as a baby trope and I can only ever tolerate it when it's just for a few little chapters. They always feel like those weird ass Elsagate videos with embarrassing humor to come across as funny and this one is no different. Even after the FL grows up the plot is still bland and cringe inducing. I don't have a lot to say about this one other then it is weird as hell. Apparently it also got a little incest-y so no thanks!

Poisonous Lily

While the characters looked basic in terms of design the title sounded intriguing. Unfortunately the translation is horrible, they can't even get the whole Lily flower theme right on the tapas version by giving her tulips to carry on her wedding. The dialog is..interesting to say the least. I won't lose it too much though on this one though since I'm pretty sure this is a lower level book trying to make it out in a sea of over advertised manhwa

I thought my time was up.

You know those porn/no plot tags on ao3? That's basically ITMTWU in a nutshell. Within only 20 chapters, the male lead Asrahan is already obsessed with Lariette after chapters of her violating his personal space to force a relationship between them. The whole magic plot is pushed to the side, Asrahans curse isn't allowed to be an actual rotting flesh curse like it's described as cause he's still gotta be pretty, and the rest of the plot is basically just soft core porn and fanservice that does little to actually move whatever is left of the plot.

For my derelict favorite.

The. Hypocrisy. How is this book gonna make the entire message about deconstructing main character centered morality and then almost immediately backpeddaling with justifying Hestia for attacking a woman who doesn't know her for rejecting her favorite man and proceeding to just ruin her day whenever she can. Hestia would say "im not like other girls." Hestia would be an avid fan of those trust fund baby GMV. Hestia would put her hair in a messy bun, shit on whatever is popular and act like she's making a statement . Even calling her Hestia feels like straight up disrespectful to the real goddess of the hearth who funnily enough is known as one of the most chill Greek gods.

Marry my husband

now Marry my husband is not insanely problematic wheras it's just cliché, predictable and in general pretty bad. It is a fast food manhwa designed to fulfill the classic top boss takes good care of you fantasy so naturally a lot is put on hold to showcase the sweet relationship between the central characters and almost everyone needs to have a lover. It's so bad it's actually kinda funny because the villains are so cartoonishly evil for office workers. Sumin is out here speaking in 3rd person, dressing in clothes found in the little kid section of Walmart and makes comical comments about her desire to ruin Jiwons life, Minhwan is basically a borderline discord mod who casually killed jiwon in the first timeline and goes "Oh well." and there's this random ugly old man who's name I can't remember who's the only one interested in Sumin till the end because he basically wants em younger without the risk of going to federal prison.

Remarried empress

I don't think i need to explain much at this point, if you know my account then you already know how I feel about remarried empress. Season 1 was pretty good though.

Divorcing my tyrant husband

I think we all know at this point that's whenever a title has the word "divorce" 9/10 of the time there is never going to be divorce and it'll devolve into the FL changing her mind and staying with her trashy ex husband because he now decided that Robelia wasn't like other girls and left his mistress in the dust. The plot kinda started getting out of hand when Robelias love interests expanded to one of her obsessed slaves and a Duke to prove that Alexandros was the better option. The villian Aisha is a joke who gets her ass handed to her over and over because "damsel woman always bad." and the art starts to lose its touch. I usually don't mind when artstyle changes but dear God do some of these characters look a Lil fugly.

Cry or better yet beg.

The final story that is in the awful section, why? Because it has the most lost potential. As terrible as this CoHo equivalent is, it details the very realistic parts of being a mistress to a nobleman. In most other stories, the mistress is an evil wench who could easily back out but in cry or better yet beg, Layla is unable to escape Matthias's abuse because it could risk her uncles job. There's a lot to this manhwa and novel that could've made a tragic story about a girl trapped in an abusive relationship with little help, the art is gorgeous and the characters for the most part were well written. It's a real shame that it turned out to be a rape apologist work instead.

next up are the mediocre manhwas, finally there will a little more positivity.

The villainess is a marionette

its.so.boring! This one was hyped up all over the place on Instagram and tiktok and the art looked stunning so I gave it a shot. This is definitely one of those stories that only got popular because of its art in my opinion because the plot is so confusing. Events are happening left and right, the pacing goes from too fast to too slow, characters personalities and traits keep warping, and while this might just be the result of poor adaptation her brother comes across as incestuous a couple of times. while Cayena isn't the worst FL, she's a mary sue by all definitions. Sorry but it's a bunch of jumbled wires. The reason it earns a spot in "it's okay" is because I heard the novel like usual is better so it might not be the fault of the original author

I was the male leads ex

It wasn't bad just boring but a little less boring then the former I'll give it that. The artstyle looked prettier in the beginning so that was kind of sad to see it change in later chapters. What drew me to keep reading was the chance that the ogfl Julianna may not be evil but even a potential love interest. So I got excited and apparently there's the idea that Julianna is actually her brother in disguise which.. would just ruin it tbh, there goes any chance at a ogfl being a human being and not a plot device. Not a huge fan of Erica or really any of the love interests.

From maid to queen

This is the newest of the lineup I read and it was actually interesting for once to see a new story where the MC was the concubine. First off the maids feel less like women employed to do the chores of the palace and more like the cartel 😭, in early chapters whenever Urania is aiming to be the concubine, being lazy with her job or getting comfortable with a powerful man in general they're already out with sticks ready to ruin her day and they even try to kill her. Lot of people don't like that Urania isn't a girls girl but honestly I can't blame her for wanting more out of life then poverty, where she comes across as stupid is that she's still wanting that role even after it got her killed last time. I think that it could work though since it shows that urania is more human and not a perfect goddess of a woman however that does not make up for the shit world building (like what the hell was that mushroom that could turn into a perfect still corpse of you 💀)

The villainess maker.

Ill admit I'm a little harsh on this one on my tier list. The plot still isn't great but there are so much worse out there so it ended up moving up on the list due to default. The plot is mostly just bland and generic down to all the characters and the tropes. Ayla is a girlboss in the villainesses body, Charlotte is a super "revolutionary" kind girl turned wicked wench and the ML is another "touch her and I'll kill you" type. What i will give the Villainess maker is the distinct artstyle. It's not as stylized and while it does get lazy at the end it still is very recognizable.

Abellas dessert shop.

Its another extremely underrated manhwa that's another isekai about a wronged woman looking to move on from her shitty fiancé and start a dessert shop. Ngl the moments where Abella is forced to put on a kind face despite her cheating fiancé or her ex friend popping in is definitely relatable especially in the workforce. Still a little bland but wholesome.

I didn't mean to seduce the male lead.

Eleanor is the FL hired to convince the ML to accept women into his life with the hopes that he will fall in love with the ogfl Irene. Tbh this one can get very icky with how it tries to force the notion that you must fall in love but the guy just instantly falls in love with Eleanor so.. I guess that's a little better? Regardless though i will not fault this manhwa too much because unfortunately the author died before the story was over so it deserves a little slack since it never got the chance to be more. Rest in peace author.

Who made me a princess.

Ill be straight with this now: it's Mid. Objectively the story isn't too terrible and I do find Athy a good protagonist not to mention my love for Jennete but everything else is pretty "meh." Not a huge fan of Claude from his design to his personality, the ML is another case of a grown as immortal meeting his wife when she's still a child (theres a little credit ill admit for Athy being mentally a grown woman but that doesnt stop me from thinking its uncomfortable to acknowledge) It can be cute sometimes and I'll give it that but I don't think I'll ever reread it, just not for me.

Actually I was the real one

Good god this was such a bastardization of the original novel. With that said I'll admit i was still entertained reading it since you could say that the novel wouldn't be an instant cheat sheet to learn what was gonna happen. Still it could've at least tried to be a loyal adaptation. They give Keira 2 options to choose as a love interest when she had none in the source material, Zeke is pushed to the side and the maids honestly get on my nerves with their one note personalities. They also seem to forget that Cosette is literally being possessed by a demon he'll bent on destroying humanity (which she succeeded in the first time) because what was built up as an amazing antagonist is just a joke now. The only other redeeming factors are that in the Manhwa Cosette is still alive and the whole elemental plot stays constant. Despite my complaints on the adaptation it is still a interesting read but the novel will always beat it no matter what.

I know it sounds like I'm just being a negative Nancy with all of these and I'm sorry for being so negative but the next part will be more positive.

Next time on part 2 will be the decent stories.

[seattlesea]

Lorien Legacies Characters as Things My Family and I Have Said (part five)

Nine: God the smell in here is making me want to die John: Then go outside Five: Then die --- Maggie, writing a book: Can your breathing get cut off if there's a heavy weight on your chest? Adam: Yeah Maggie: Cool Adam: That's how they killed people in the old days, by stacking a bunch of rocks on their chest and suffocating them Maggie: Okay a 'Yes' would've been fine --- John: Finish your food Nine: I'm going to go home and take the fattest shit you've ever seen do not make me eat more --- Eight: I'm psychic, I can see into people's futures. I see in your near future that you're going to get sick Eight: *coughs in Nine's face* --- Adam: Did you eat? Maggie: Yeah. A strawberry Adam: That's it? Maggie: Two strawberries --- Six and John: *talking about spirit animals* Six: You'd be a swan John: Because I'm so graceful? Six: No cause you're white --- Sam: I was actually really good at orchestra in school, I was first chair on the cello Six: *puts her hand to her chest and gasps* Oh my god! Sam: What? Six, sarcastically: What a cool story! --- Six and Marina: *having a normal adult conversation* Eight: My black olive just rolled across my laptop --- Nine: Dirty mother... John: *giving him a dirty look with Ella next to him* Nine:...Of...Jesus --- One: Hey what're you gonna be for Halloween? Adam: I dunno yet what about you? One: I was thinking of being a witch Adam: Oh that's cool One: Yeah maybe you can be my broomstick so I can ride you all night Adam: WHAT- One: What, is that bad? Would you rather I be a pirate and you be a sword so I can stick you in me? Adam: *screaming* --- Ella: *touches a gross blanket* Ew Marina: What? Ella: It's giving me the ick Marina: The what? Ella: I'm acoustic --- Six: Bitch, I do NOT lift to be called a lipstick lesbian --- Five: *staring at a candle* Eight: What are you doing? Five: Trying to light myself on fire with my mind --- Nine, in public loud as hell: Yeah I'd fuck young Elvis Strangers passing by: *giving him grossed-out looks* Nine: What? You would too Nine, muttering: Prudes --- Sam: Look at my skeleton animal collection. I can a bat, I got a rat, and I got a cat Hannu, sadly: But no hats --- John: *celebrating his birthday and opening gifts* Five, silently crying: *places a couple wadded-up singles in front of John* That's all I got --- Six: You know it would've been easier if you just took the highway Marina: But...the trees... --- Adam: I'm gay John after taking Adam to a Fall Out Boy concert and watching him sit on the floor with three empty couches: Cool --- One and Six: *Talking about the ped@ at their job* Six: He's the reason there's an 18+ age limit --- Five: Despite popular belief, I will be going to Heaven because Satan will be jealous someone has a fatter ass than him --- Sam teaching the Lorics to make cereal: Okay first gather your things Lorics: :) Sam: Then, you put in your milk Daniela: Huh? Lorics: :) Sam: Next, you add your cereal Daniela: Hell no Lorics: :) Sam: Then drizzle in your honey Daniela: Bro WHAT Lorics: :) Sam: And finally, put it in the microwave Daniela: WHAT THE FUCK Lorics: :) Sam: And then you have cereal Lorics: Yay Daniela: I'm going to kill you --- Marina: So what is credit score? Sam: *ten minute explanation of credit score, payments, debt, and loans with examples* Marina:... Sarah: The loophole so the bank can't lend poor people money to stop being poor Marina: Ohhhh --- Nine: Damn, dude, I really don't know anything about you. I only know like your favorite color and animal, the music you listen to, your favorite movies, how you dress, your favorite coffee flavor, your personality, your deepest fear, your address, your entire backstory, all the people you like and hate, and your habit of needing to use a straw with every single drink or it doesn't 'taste right' John:... --- Eight: Damn I'm thirsty Adam: Then go drink water Eight: I can't, I'm fasting Adam:...Well I think you're supposed to drink water if you're running around all the time Eight:...

[flowersandskeletons526]

"A Tribute" - Warriors Concept Album Fanfic (Part 2/2)

I'm gonna try to write something fluffy after this because at this point, I'm making myself sad. Enjoy!

TW: mild implied suicidal ideation

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Swan found Rembrandt crying silently in the corner of the roof. She had her knees pulled up to her chest, arms wrapped around her legs and hiding her face. Swan sighed and sat beside her. She didn’t touch her - she knew that would only make her run - just let her cry until she calmed down enough to talk. She waited until Rembrandt sat up, letting go of a long, shaky breath, and lit a cigarette.

She passed one to Swan. “Did Cleon send you up here to cuss me out?” she grumbled.

“Ajax didn’t want you on the roof by yourself,” Swan said quietly.

“For the love of - I wasn’t… I’m not going to do anything like… like that.”

“But you’ve thought about it.”

Rembrandt pursed her lips. “Not enough for you guys to worry,” she whispered. “She’s gonna kill me, isn’t she?”

“Cleon or Ajax?”

“Both.”

Swan shrugged helplessly. “At the risk of sounding like Ajax, what you did was really dumb, Rem. Going out on your own after Cleon told us not to is bad enough, but telling Ajax you were with Cochise and Cowgirl so she wouldn’t go looking for you? If something happened, we would have had no idea. What were you even doing?”

Rembrandt hesitated. She inhaled sharply. “Meet me on the corner tomorrow at midnight. No Cleon, no Mercy, no one else, just you. There’s no way I could get into more trouble than I already am so I’ll walk to you and you can say you were the Rembrandt handler for the night.”

“I don’t want you out by yourself at all.”

“I’ve been fine so far.”

“But Cleon-”

“Look me in the eye and ask me if I give a fuck what Cleon says right now! And don’t give me any of that second-in-command insubordination bullshit.”

Swan bit her tongue. “How are you going to sneak out past Ajax now that she knows?” 

“Ajax has been sleeping on the couch for the past week by her own free will, and after what just happened, she’s staying there. I don’t care if she’s mad at me anymore. Will you come or what?”

“...Okay. I’ll be there.”

“Thanks.” Rembrandt stubbed out her cigarette and immediately lit another one. She leaned back against the ledge, facing the sky, her eyes glinting in the distant glow of the city lights. “Can I have a minute alone? I’m not going to try anything, I just… I need a second before I go back inside.”

“Yeah, sure.” Swan climbed to her feet and headed for the access door to the stairs. 

“Swan,” Rembrandt called. She stopped and looked back at her. She couldn’t see her face, only her outline and the cherry light of her cigarette. “What Ajax said to you was fucked up. I don’t want you to think I’ve forgiven her for it. But if you jump her like that again, Cleon will have to knock me out to get me off you.”

Swan cringed. “I got it.”

“On the corner at midnight. Meet me there.”

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Rembrandt was right where she said she would be the next night. Swan spotted her leaning on a lamppost with her backpack on and her painter’s mask in her hand. Or a mask, anyway, seeing as she tossed it to Swan as she approached.

“Why do I need this?” Swan asked as she followed Rembrandt, weaving through the dark streets.

“One, paint fumes,” said Rembrandt. “Two, you’ll be blowing rainbow snot if you don’t. I learned that the hard way when I started using spray paint.”

“Gross.”

“Yeah.”

“So, you wanted me to come with you to help you with a mural?”

Rembrandt sighed. “Kinda.”

She brought Swan to a block that was in the heart of their territory, right before you crossed the avenue to the beach. There was the shuttered grate of a bodega facing the boardwalk and around the corner, a wide expanse of wall had been covered with a hung tarp. Swan knew the spot; the guy who ran the bodega also owned the building, a nice guy just past middle-aged who had always made his respect for the Warriors known. He let them know if other gangs were in the area running their mouths, and they made sure everyone kept trouble away from his place if they knew what was good for them.

Rembrandt fished a key out of her pocket and unlocked a short, dented ladder that was chained to a lamppost. Climbing to the top, she unhooked one side of the tarp and let it fall to the ground. Swan gasped.

Painted across the side of the building was a giant photo-realistic portrait of Fox, smiling and laughing, her kind eyes shining. Simple flowers grew around her, delicately painted in the same style as her favorite comic books. Swan didn’t know much about painting but she knew there were some parts Rembrandt had to finish, but… it was Fox. Lit up with a golden halo behind her, she was right there, so lovingly drawn that Swan swore she could hear her laughter ringing through the night.

She reached out to touch the portrait. Her heart broke all over again when she only felt cold brick beneath her hand.

Rembrandt got down off the ladder and stood beside her. “She posed for me a lot,” she said quietly. “Said she liked the way I drew her eyes. Always told me it made her feel pretty. I’ve been keeping a polaroid of her in my bag to make sure I get the colors right.”

“This is what you’ve been sneaking out to do?” Swan asked.

“The eulogy I gave at her funeral, it felt too… temporary. The words were out in the world and then they were gone. I won’t remember exactly what I said in twenty years but this will still be here. I got written permission from the owner of the building to put it up and he said since it’s a memorial and not graffiti, it’s not like the city could take it down either.”

“It’s amazing, Rem.”

“It’s not done.”

“Still.”

“Put the mask on. I need you to hand me colors so I don’t have to keep stopping to get off the ladder.”

“Yeah. Yeah, yeah, of course. Which one do you need?”

Rembrandt pulled her mask over her face and got back on the ladder. “Hand me scarlet first,” she said. Swan passed her a can that was immediately handed back. “That’s cherry.”

“Isn’t scarlet red?”

“They’re different shades of red, scarlet has more - Wait a minute, it’s written on the damn can! I know you can read, man.”

“Hey, either of us got past eighth grade. Don’t make fun of my literacy.”

“Swan!”

“Sorry.” She passed her the correct can. 

They fell into a rhythm, Swan passing cans up then dropping them back in the bag as Rembrandt worked. She’d watched Rembrandt tag a thousand times before, but she realized then that she had never seen her paint. She remembered Ajax recounting the first time she ever laid eyes on Rembrandt: how quickly she moved, her grace as she added color after color, the happiness in her eyes, like she had always known she was born to be an artist. 

Swan saw it now, holding the ladder when Rembrandt had to stand on top. Rembrandt was slower now. Still as detailed but twice as cautious, it was like she was learning how to be herself again.

She finally understood exactly how fucking scared she was of Rembrandt not recovering. They had lost Fox completely and she was never coming back. Swan would never hear her laugh again, not for real, would never be wrapped in a quick tight hug, never shown another comic book that she really couldn’t give a shit about but read anyway because Fox wanted someone to talk with about it. None of them would ever be the same after losing her, but they would learn to live with it. 

What Swan couldn’t live with was Rembrandt’s empty shell staring her in the eyes, knowing everything that made her who she is would never come back. 

Rembrandt asked for the can of fire engine red, the same color she chose for their tags. Above the portrait, she wrote Fox’s name in the gorgeous, swirling script that she’d always used as her signature. Below it, she wrote “Our Warrior,” and Fox’s birthday in a tiny line beneath that. 

Swan helped her down from the ladder. They stepped back together, looking at the portrait in silence. Rembrandt rubbed her eyes and shoved the paint can into Swan’s hands. “Don’t put it back,” she said as Swan went to do just that. “Have you ever used spray paint before?”

“Uh, no.”

“Keep it moving when you start and stop spraying. Don’t linger anywhere or it’ll drip.” She pointed to a spot on the wall amidst the flowers. “Draw a heart right here.”

“What?”

“A heart. The shape.”

Swan drew the heart. It was messy and she tried to avoid it but the paint dripped a little anyway. Rembrandt took the can back and drew a tiny heart beside Swan’s. Hers was drawn perfectly with just a quick flick of her wrist. Swan was a little jealous, but Rembrandt assured her that hers was perfect how it was. Rembrandt wanted a piece of her in the mural. That was all.

Rembrandt put her paints away. She buried her hands in her pockets and shuffled closer to Swan, their arms brushing. “I miss her,” she croaked. 

Swan gritted her teeth. “I miss her, too.”

“She was only a kid. She was always so quiet and shy, she was so happy just to be with us, I don’t know why she…” Rembrandt’s breath hitched. “She was my recruit. I brought her in. I was supposed to protect her, I was supposed to keep her safe and I couldn’t. I made her a Warrior and I failed her.”

“You didn’t fail her.” Swan touched her shoulder. “You did everything you could, Rembrandt.”

Rembrandt pulled away and looked her dead in the face. “I know you guys are just trying to protect me but I don’t need you to. Not anymore than you protect anyone else. I know what I’m doing now, okay? Even if Cleon thinks I’m still the fucking baby of the gang, I don’t need a chaperone to go everywhere.”

“Cleon doesn’t think you’re a baby.” Swan chose her words carefully. “We’ve all been really, really worried about you since that night. We didn’t want you to-”

“Didn’t want me to do something stupid?”

“Didn’t want you to feel alone.”

Rembrandt nodded. She tilted her face back to the sky. Her eyes flashed as real emotion flooded back into her, the light in her expression returning, dim and stifled but there as the curse she was under finally broke. 

In that moment, Swan watched Rembrandt come back to life.

The artist sank to her knees. She dropped her head in her hands as she broke down sobbing hysterically. Swan knelt with her and gathered her in her arms, her own burning tears streaming down her face as she tried to choke everything down. Rembrandt hugged her back so hard it hurt and held on for dear life.

“I couldn’t let my last memory of her be that fucking train,” she cried. “I had to do this for her. I’m sorry I lied and snuck out but I didn’t know if you guys would understand and I just needed to do this for her so badly! I don’t want her legacy to stay on that stupid fucking platform!”

“I know, I know,” Swan whispered, rocking Rembrandt gently to soothe her. “You did good, Rem, you did amazing. You did right by her.” 

They cried together. They cried until there was nothing left in them. 

They ended up sitting against the wall beside the painting, arms linked and fingers intertwined as the sun came up over the city. Swan rested her head atop Rembrandt’s where it laid on her shoulder. Rembrandt toyed idly with a string coming undone off her sleeve. Swan realized it was the first time she’d seen Rembrandt fidget since the night from hell. She really was back.

“Swan! Rembrandt! Where are you!”

They heard the call somewhere in the distance and rapidly approaching them. Rembrandt groaned. She untangled her arm from Swan’s and helped her to her feet. “We’re in trouble,” she mumbled as racing footsteps turned the corner. 

“Probably,” Swan agreed. 

Ajax saw them first as she rounded the corner. The other Warriors were quick to follow. Swan locked eyes with Mercy. She could already see the tirade forming on her girlfriend’s lips, ready to rip her to shreds for being so unbelievably stupid, but everyone froze when they saw Rembrandt’s painting. The five other Warriors stared, eyes wide, mouths agape, paying no attention to Swan and Rembrandt as they went to stand with them. 

Rembrandt handed Cleon the spray paint can first. “Draw a heart. Wherever you want.”

Cleon didn’t say anything. She took the paint, looking at it hesitantly, and then drew her heart next to Swan and Rembrandt’s. 

The others followed, each putting a piece of themselves in the mural. The gang stepped back and looked upon the memorial in silence. Mercy put her arms around Swan’s shoulders, and Swan reached up to hold her hand. On the other end of the lineup, Ajax turned to Rembrandt, and Swan held her breath as Ajax touched Rembrandt’s arm. 

Rembrandt reached for her. She pulled Ajax in by the front of her shirt, standing on tiptoes to wrap her arms around her neck. A little shudder raced through her as she relaxed into Ajax’s embrace. Closing her eyes, Ajax cradled Rembrandt’s head against her shoulder, burying her face in her hair as they gently swayed together. Rembrandt pulled back just enough to cup Ajax’s cheek and lead her down into a gentle kiss. They pressed their foreheads together, and Swan could just barely hear what Rembrandt was saying.

“I need you. I need you here.”

“I’m here,” Ajax promised. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Mercy smiled against Swan’s cheek. “They’re gonna be okay.”

“Yeah.” Swan leaned back into her. “I knew they would be.”

[witchinatree]

magnus protocol episode 25 ramble

one week into senior year and i already want to kill myself ??? not looking too good for me

anyway it's my favorite day because it's also the day of the umbrella academy season 4 and i'm gonna miss it so much i might cry

magnus time!!!

why are they making fun of alice for being worried about the deadly things stalking them. i am worried too.

I WILL START HUMPING YOUR LEG LMAO???

i love that things feel back to normal but i also don't because this means horrible things are going to alter them forever

i'm really worried about how gross this statement is going to be i saw things in the vague tag

also i was genuinely going to eat during this episode but i'm just gonna do it after, post school snack can be delayed for the greater good (my stomach)

kieran what happened to you..

there are so many red flags even trying to GET to this place oh my god

maggot mention. this will be horrific.

oh i get it. it's not a grill to feed hungry men. it's grilling hungry men. welcome back cannibalistic themes

the hunger is compelling them :scream emoji:

has anyone seen dead boy detectives?? episode 7 when edwin and charles walk through the gluttony level of hell (briefly) is what this reminds me of. i don't like it. i hated that scene.

wwwwwhat the not-noodles did wwhhhat

THERE'S A BANDAGE ON MY FINGER OH FUCK OFF

this made my day worse this is making my day worse somehow oh my god oh my god i need this to be over. this is my new mag18. i think i have issues with food horror.

POLEASE SKIP THE DETAILS OF DESSERT PLEASE I'M ALLERGIC TO DAIRY I DON'T NEED THIS PLEASE

shoutout kieran they actually seem really strong for this i guess????? go off. i wish you were vaguer with your writing.

oh. oh... ooooh.... cccan you not...

ALICE WTF DO U MEAN BY THAT ????? LMMAOOO?????

COLIN WTF? COLIN HEY? WELCOME BACK COLIN? WWWHAHTHHHHHH WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WAHAT

I KNEW IT? I THINK I CALLED THIS? I THINK I CALLED THIS? COLIN BABE. GO BACK TO YOUR HOUSE I THINK?

HEYYYYY ARE NORRIS AND CHESTER OKAY. ARE THEY OKAY. DO THEY LIVE IN THE SERVERS. COLIN ? COLIN ? I'M SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU COLIN

WHHHAT WHAT HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT HOOLY HSIT WHAT I JUMPED I JUMPED I'M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND

hi lena babygirl. she needs to file so much paperwork i'm sure. oh my god he got arrested :(

sam bodytackled colin for alice? that's kinda cute sam you're back on my good side. polyoiar back on

well the server is fine. OKAY SAM WAIT YOU'RE ONTO SOMETHING BABE GO OFF KING I'M SORRY FOR PUBLICALLY SHITTING ON YOU A LITTLE BIT

i wonder who the minister is? maybe next episode?

poor celia :( and i don't like that they're gonna hire someone new this feels ominous

someone help lena she did not want this

HAHAH I CALLED IT THE PAPERWORK

oh celia honey where did you go?? where did you end up??

poor celia :( also what the fuck guys

i will no longer be eating as it turns out. i did not like that one

[xxzephyrstonexx]

Intro Post time!!~

My name is Zephyr, and I'm an OSDD-1b traumagenic system. The four main fronters spend most of their time merged to create Zephyr, but they occasionally blog and repost their own stuff. Individual intros coming up:

Snail ♡ he/bun/pup ♡ horny jackalope with an appreciation for kawaii fashion and aesthetic

Toby ♢ he/it ♢ the ghost of a 1950s gay boy, BRITISH NUTELLA GHOST /injoke

5W!FF3R ✜ he/it/rot ✜ werewolf boy with very basic cis boy style

Uranium ✖ she/cut ✖ ✨ NEW ✨ sparkledog pain slut permanently stuck in 2007

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DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE

pro-contact, contact-neutral, or 'pro-consent'

an actual abuser

anti-radqueer

anti-ship

anti-endo

just generally if you aren't a bigot and you don't non-consentually hurt people, you're fine with me :D

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THIS BLOG CONTAINS

distasteful artwork (gore, vent art)

horny posts

controversial opinions!! 😱

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I am a doggender gay lesboy. I'm transspecies and identify as a dog hybrid and an AI robot. I'm fictionkin and I kin Raphael(tmnt) Jinx/Powder(Arcane) Gir(Invader Zim) and Venom. I'm a therian and identify as a fox, dog, and harbor seal. I age and pet regress.

I don't personally ship any darkships, but I support those who do. I'm also pro-endo, despite being traumagenic myself. I'm an anti-contact paraphile, being necrophilic autozoophilic and somnophilic.

I have schizoaffective disorder and clinical lycanthropy. I'm very AuDHD. I have chronic pain in my neck and legs and use mobility aids. I have BPD. I have tics but they aren't reliable enough to count as tourettes.

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★ listening to music so I don't kill myself ★

Edit: since I'm seeing a bit of confusion around contact stances, I'm gonna clear up what I meant in my DNI.

When I say pro-contact, I'm referring to people who believe that people should be allowed to have sexual/romantic relationships with children. (Outside of like a 2-3 year age gap because getting mad at an 18yo for having sex with a 17yo is fucking wild lmfao) I'm also talking about people that believe you should be allowed to have sexual/romantic relationships with animals.

EWWWWWWWWW GROOOOSSSS GET OFF MY PAGEE EEEIUUUGHHH

I'm open to more complex contact stances when it comes to necrophilia, but I still find pro-contact necrophiles to give me ✨ the ick ✨

When I say contact-neutral I'm talking about people that don't necessarily think child/animal abuse should be legal, but they're okay with the people that do.

Why. Why are you like this. I don't like you.

*sprays you with the insecticide*

When I talk about pro-consent, I'm talking about the people that think that as long as the child/animal is into it, abusing them is okay. Like what. Kids can't consent, obviously.

*sprays you with insecticide*

That's all, buh bye. Don't be gross.

[tragically-jane-doe]

My final rambling of this god forsaken show

This tusundere lil bastard

WHAT IF THO WHAT IF YOU JUST ADMITTED FROM THE START

They're fucking sadists making me watch hee-joo drive off a cliff again

MY GORL IS PSYCHO AND I LOVE THAT FOR HER

Also how dumb can og sa-eon be to get inside a car with hee-joo AGAIN

God damn sa-eon mama I see where your son gets it from

YES IN-A YES

Yu-ri you didn't get nearly enough screen time I love you

You know what I take back what I said you fucking snitch god damn sang-woo

THATS MS HANS BABY GIRL TYVM

I love our reporter friend

Okay I'm feeling a lil bit for hee-joo mama cause like imagine losing two children to the same fucking person

She meant well but went about it in a terrible way I guess

GIRL STOP GOING NEAR SLIGHTLY HIGH PLACES

OMG GRANDPAPPY GOT AROUND DAMN

UHOHUHOHUHOHUHUHOH

sir you could've just ran him over you wouldn't have gotten into trouble

Like really you could have

WHAT DID HE SAY TO MAKE OUR BOY CRY

Hey guys do you think he's the son of Paik Jang-ho they've only mentioned it like a million times

I'm so glad I waited till Saturday to watch these god damn

WHAT IF THOU

Awwww they match each others freak

I KNOW THIS ISNT REAL STOP STOP GIVING ME FAKE SCENARIOS DAMN IT

Let them be domestic with each other for real please they deserve it

What the hell sa-eon WHERE R U

Get your ass back to your wifey NOW

OKAY THIS EPISODE BETTER FIX EVERYTHING PLEASE I BEG

WHERE IS HE GODDAMN

Is he hanging out with Daddy Juan?

Wait what holy shit

SAEON WHAT FHE HELL DUDE WHERE R U

Where's our girls proposal huh where's her happily ever after

Mr Kang i love you

Her dad is so cute

THIS MOTHER FUCKER TOOK HIM TO GET FOOD WHERE IS HE

Stop this is to cute

HAS IT BEEN 6 MONTHS? OF HIM BEING M.I.A

All of in-a outfits have been killer

THIS MANS BEEN M.I.A FOR SIX FUCKING MONTHS IM GONNA KILL HIM

IN-A I LOVE YOU BUT GIRL STOP IT

This is so fucking sad I want to murder this man

OMG 604

She's the biggest of freaks she's amazing

I love how she ran to a war zone just on CHANCE to see her man SHES INSANE I LOVE HER JESUS FUCK

OF COURSE SHE GETS KIDNAPPED THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A NICE HAPPY TIME DAMNIT BUT INSTEAD WE GET THIS

Sa-eon did you really expect her to sit and twiddle her thumbs

He's dumb asf

SO DUMB

What was the point of all of this sa-eon

SHE ISNT DUMB YOU ARE MOTHERFUCKER

Sa-eon lives to infuriate me

Oooooooh so that's why he went cray cray m.i.a

HEE-JOO ALREADY KNEW THAT THOU

HE STILL LEFT KNOWING SHE KNOWS

I wanna slap him

I WANNA HIT HIM MR I WANNA PUNISH MYSELF

So dumb

So fucking dumb

He doesn't deserve that kiss

I want them to be caught by rebels so bad it would be so funny

THEY FUCKED? the white tanks are actually taking me out

not the feet shot

HOW DUMB IS THIS MAN "I didn't expect you to show up here"

My girl tried to drive off a cliff just so the stalker dude would leave you alone

Girly pretended to be her kidnapper to just divorce you

SHE SPENT 4 DAYS REFUSING TO EAT OR DRINK JUST SO YOUR FAKE MAMA COULDNT USE HER AGAINST YOU MY GIRL WAS READY TO STARVE TO DEATH

She's insane I'm not surprised she went into a war zone to find sa-eon that's actually one of the tamer things shes done

Also like if u didn't want her to find you why did u donate money in her name to a school where u are

I'm gonna murder this man

He needs to be shot again

Not Paik sa-eon is the funniest sub I've ever seen

My boy still has no name of his own

Spent 6 months not finding a name

I ONLY GET 16 MINUTES OF FLUFF?

Their house is so cute

All the besties are hereeeeeee

Oh mr Kang why don't we get to meet your wife

I want to see the woman that wifed you up

I hate this

Yay work mom I love you

Paik yu Yeon your a dumb bitch but at least your pretty

Shut up his name is for her Jesus christ

Mr Kang stop making googoo eyes at him his wife is right next to himmmm

He's so cunty swirling his wine thou

Stop it they're so cute it's gross

Oh my goodness

Oh so fish is just a trauma trigger

Hee-joo getting her closure!!!!!

THIS MOTHERFUCKER

also sick that his contact name is just husband💓

Aw he made up with his bae do-jae

Please god let there be fics of hee-joo domming this man

PLEASE HES PRACTICALLY BEGGING HER

Well fuck me idk what to do now it's over

Was a fun ride

[obsidianstrawberrymilk]

Anyways finished Heartbreak High S1 <3

Malakai is THE babygirl of all time. I want to give him a hug

On that note the police brutality storyline was rough but people's reactions to it were sadly realistic...

Missy's "Sasha trampled my heart so bad and now I think I like white boys" was the funniest line in the show, I hope there's more of her next season.

Also the repetition of "shut the fuck up Spider" <3

Darren is my favorite character I adore them and their conversation with their dad at the end was so... god.

Also Amerie and Darren both being so hardline whenever anyone hurts their friends is so <3

I spent a lot of this season not being super happy with Harper, but the last episode was heartbreaking. She's growing on me; I hope she gets a chance to heal.

Sasha is far from the worst character on this show but I really hope she and Quinni break up because her just being rude and dismissive when Quinni just talks about how happy and excited she is about the Evangeline books made me so fucking pissed. Maybe it's just because I'm neurodivergent but watching Sasha ignore and trample over Quinni's happiness while infantilizing her the whole time was so gross.

On that not I'm so glad Quinni and Darren have each other <3 my favorite relationship (platonic) on the show

Darren and Ca$h <333 Ca$h is suchhh cool ace rep I hope they end up happy together

On that note of Malakai and Amerie don't end up together I'm gonna kill someone

Spider is so full of shit yet is STILL somehow a better person that Dusty because he's an ass but at least he's honest about it. Dusty says all this woke shit and says shit like "I'm sorry Malakai wasn't honest with you about the threesome" and then uses Amerie, lies to both his girlfriends, comes up with the idea to frame Jojo... and also Three Threesome

Spider is still a piece of shit tho Amerie does not owe you SHIT go fuck yourself

Okay but also Darren's view of themselves as a person being so low and sex as more or less a tool to survive is so. And then Ca$h who does not want them for sex ever and just loves them for who they are <3 man.

"You're my too much" what if I killed myself and died have I said yet how much I love Darren and Quinni

One thing I liked ab this show is even if some of the events are unrealistic the characters themselves were pretty realistic! Like these feel like actual teenagers or people who I would go to school with personality wise

Also Amerie they could never make me hate you <3 adore her

I hope Chook fucks himself and dies but what else is new. The fact he's not getting arrested while Ca$h is and Malakai was body slammed for just fucking existing is yeah, that's how the police be

Amerie has a very idealistic and black and white sense of justice and I would like to see that change next season

Also Ant is really fucking funny the "Jesus?" line is hilarious

In summary my favs r Darren, Amerie, Malakai, Quinni, and Ca$h. Missy and Harper will grow on me I hope. Sasha needs... SO much deveopment, Dusty and Spider can go fuck themselves, and Ant remains to be seen, bc we've def seen the least from him this season

[richeeduvie]

Do Roman and Baby enjoy period sex? I feel like Baby would be all for it, but Roman would be sort of yucky about it, at least the first few times they try it???

Roman has his reasons for not liking it.

"I just feel like I'm killing you."

"...What?"

"It's also just gross. Yucky. I don't like when it feels like your pussy is yucky cause it's like...my home. Where I panic and enjoy myself and I don't like when it looks like my cock's impaled you either."

...Baby understands.

"And there's like...squelching noises. I like when you're squishy, but not when it feels like you're dead."

"I can't be dead if you're in the middle of killing me-ow!"

Roman's yanked on her hair before a cheek kiss.

"But you do know what I mean, right? Like you're not crazy for getting me to fuck you bloody."

"Only if you're up to it. It's not like a kink I have."

"...You're not gonna get someone else with a cock to have sex with you while you're bleeding everywhere?"

You smile slightly. How quickly Roman can get so nervous, but he's an expert to put the worry of his question in antsy humor that insults you.

You kiss him, then his nose.

"My whorishness only goes so far. I think you like it that way. Just for you?"

"...Whatever."

You smile against Roman's mouth, pursed and trying so hard to be casual.

"I love you too."