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mehbzz · 3 years ago

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Fantasy

poly!ghostface x F!reader

Set sometime after this one. credit goes to @polyghostfacehours for being that stranger on the internet who coerces me into writing bad things.

uh, pretty sure there is no plot, but we got arguments and Stu getting pegged.

18+ dubcon, abusive relationships, manipulative/possessive behaviour, misogyny, squirting, cunnilingus, blowjob, pegging

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“Are you fucking kidding?” Billy’s sudden arrival in his kitchen takes Stu by surprise, and the anger as he practically spits the question at him surprises him even more, eyeing Billy warily as he tries to think about what he could have done.

“What?”

“Tatum.”

“Uh, she's hot?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Billy glares at him, muttering your name between gritted teeth. “Tell me why I’ve just had to spend the past few hours with her crying in my lap? You’re a fucking-, why are you so hell bent on hurting her?”

“I’m-,” Stu looks guilty, cracking his knuckles as he watches Billy pace. “I don't want to hurt her.”

“So making out with Tatum in front of her is going to make her happy? You could have at least told me!” He slams his palm on the counter top as he walks by, aware he’s losing his cool but feeling unable to rein himself in. “You really think after this she'll want to be with you? With us? You told her you love her!” Billy kicks the trashcan hard at Stu’s silence, its contents scattering noisily over the kitchen floor, one hand running messily through his hair.

“I do! I do, just-,” Stu reaches out for him but thinks better of it, lifting his hands in gesture of surrender. “Easy man, ok?”

“What the fuck are you doing with Tatum?”

“I- she came on to me, and you said-,”

“What? What did I say? Because I definitely didn't say jump into bed with Tatum.”

“You know, like keeping our distance from our girl would make her survival less suspicious.”

“4 months. 4 months was all you had to wait you fuckrag.” Billy’s shoulders sag as he slumps back against the refrigerator. “You’re fucking everything up.”

Stu stands still, watching Billy as he slides down to sit on the floor, exhaustion written clear across every part of him as he hides his face in his hands.

“Fuck,” Billy lets his head hit back against the refrigerator door, loud enough for Stu to wince and pushes him into crouching down in front of him. Billy devolving into a self-harming spiral is the last thing he wants. Billy and emotions could be a volatile mix. “Fuck sake Stu.”

He doesn’t move away as Stu hesitantly reaches out for his hand, he doesn’t reciprocate but he doesn’t pull away as Stu intertwines their fingers so he takes that as a win.

“It’ll be ok. Trust me.”

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He doesn't want to be with you. Why would he? You eye your reflection critically, turning to the side as you run your hands down your stomach. You can't compare to Tatum. She's stunning. And you're… you.

Tears fill your eyes and over flow in hot rush. Stupid. Stupid. You don’t know why you’re so surprised. Billy was a flirt, a prolific one, you often wondered how Sid never noticed his behaviour, but he wasn’t sleeping around on you, you were sure. But Stu? He was the epitome of horny, led by his dick not his brain. You shouldn’t be surprised, you shouldn’t but you are. You thought for one foolish second after he and Casey broke up that he might- the knock on your front door makes you jump and startles you out of your self-loathing.

“Hey.” Stu’s voice is soft, quiet uncharacteristically so and it's that tone that stops you from just slamming the door in his face.

“What do you want?”

“I'm sorry.”

Tears prick your eyes again and you blink furiously in an effort to get them to go away. You will not cry in front of him. “Right,” You feel at a loss for words, and unable to hold his gaze for more than a second, both of you standing there in awkward silence. “Well, thanks for letting me know.”

You go to shut the door but he grabs it before you can.

“Really. I am. Can we talk?”

“Stu-,” Say no, say no and shut the door. You can’t. Instead you let your arm drop and step back from the door, letting him into your hallway.

“I didn't mean-,” you raise your eyebrow and he cuts off. “I made a mistake.”

“It's fine. I get it. I'd probably choose Tatum over me too.” You shrug, giving a small chuckle that threatens to turn into a sob.

“Hey. Hey.” He reaches for you but you step back out of his reach. You still can’t meet his eye but everything about you was screaming hurt, it makes him feel a mix between guilty and turned on.

“Why are you here Stu?”

“To apologize.”

You scoff, arms tightening around your waist. The urge to reach out for him is strong despite your pain. He’s one out of the only two that provide you with comfort and safety when you’re upset and hurt but now he’s a major cause of it your body is a little confused at how to react.

“What do you want me to say?” you snapped, voice rising slightly as you glared at him. “You chose someone else.”

“I didn’t choose someone else, it just… escalated. It felt unfair to Billy. To be able to be with you when he can't? Felt wrong.”

That sounds like bullshit. “I get it. It's fine. I'm last choice.”

“That's not true, bunny.”

“So what? You're stringing Tatum along?”

“What can I do? Sorry for busting your cherry, see ya?” He shrugs. “I was drunk.”

Tatum was a virgin? You feel a little bit of an asshole by how surprised you are by that information, and you’re not sure if you believe him. Stu recognises the surprise on your face and latches on to it immediately. “I know I'm a jerk but I'm not completely heartless. You don’t want me to hurt her do you? Gimme a few months and I'll end it.”

You’re silent. You’re angry at him but there’s a little self loathing in there too and you can feel your resolve slipping. You don’twant him to hurt Tatum, she didn’t deserve that.

“Do you want me to leave? Want to break up with me?”

Your eyes went wide with shock, your mouth agape as you stared at him. The slither of panic at the thought of him leaving shakes you so much you don’t know how to react.

“I am sorry.”

“You’ve said that a lot,” You cross your arms, taking a step back away from him. “I don’t think it’s fixing anything.”

“Come on, don’t push me away,” he begged. “Billy’ll be distraught if we don’t make up.”

“I don’t-,” That added another layer of guilt to your already confused mess of emotions. He was right; Billy was probably very upset right now. Your resolve wavers a little more as you watched Stu’s face, he was frowning, obviously getting a little more frustrated with your continued reluctance to talk to him.

“Do you love me?”

“Of course, I do,” You answered automatically, the question taking you by surprise. You said that too quickly, and he noticeably relaxes at your words.

“I don’t want to lose you,” He almost smiles. “I think I’d die without you, you know? I’m addicted to you. I know you rely on us and I don’t want you to be alone when you’re so upset, especially with your dad away, but I’ll go if that’s what you want.” He tilts his head slightly when you don’t reply. “I should probably go check on Billy anyway.”

The sudden tension in the air was thick as blood rushed to your head and white noise filled your ears. Is that what you want? To break up with him? He wasn’t wrong. You did rely on them. He and Billy were all you had. Your dad was hardly ever at home and you don’t recall the last time you hung out with the others without Billy or Stu present. They were your everything. They knew everything about you, and you them.

“I understand how you feel but how do you think I feel? I hate seeing Billy with Sid too,” He takes a step closer, and when you don’t move away he takes another. “You just deal with it better than I do.”

“No I don’t,” Your heart throbbed, “You-, you’re both dicks. And I’m going to forgive you because I’m an idiot, apparently a glutton for pain.” tears blurred your vision and he tugs you forward into a rough hug.

“Don’t leave,” you hiccuped, your hands clawing at his shirt. “I just I don't understand why I'm not good enough for you.”

“You are,” He pulls back slightly, cupping your face in his hands. “I'm so so sorry.”

“Yeah. But you're not going to break up with her are you?”

“Not yet. Soon. We'll be able to be together.”

“I hate you.”

“Love you too.”

“You’re insufferable. And spoiled. Arrogant. Stubborn. Obnoxious. Selfish.”

“Ouch. Well you're my endgame, my final girl, my happily ever after.”

“Yeah? And it's not just cause Tatum refuses to call you daddy?” It was supposed to be teasing, light-hearted but Stu’s immediate switch into horny mode makes you regret it, one hand reaching down to squeeze your ass hard. You curled your fingers into his shirt, had a momentary thought of fuck it and then kissed him.

He was still for a moment, like you surprised him, then he deepened the kiss, kissed you like he wanted to devour you, body pressing flush against you as he cupped your face in his hands before he broke the kiss with a low moan. The little voice in your head yelling at you that you were an idiot gets quieter and quieter as his teeth scraped gently scrapping over the soft skin of your throat, drawing a high pitched whimper from you before you could stop it. Stu broke the kiss with a grin, his expression as smug as you’d ever seen it.

“Don’t get cocky,” you sighed, embarrassed at how quickly you had caved. “Asshole.”

“I didn’t say anything, bunny.”

You glared at him and he grinned.

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Billy seems content to let you snuggle into Stu’s side but you still stretch out, letting one leg rest over Billy's lap, your half finished beer hanging loose in your grip. He gives you a small smile as he curls one hand around your calf, his thumb gently stroking over your ankle. Stu had been all over you since you arrived and Billy had been tense, not keeping his distance exactly but he was definitely letting Stu hog your attention.

“Your turn. Sole survivor, who’s it going to be?” It had been almost silent all night as the three of you lounged on the sofa re-watching Halloween; the quiet only broken when the two of them started arguing over how important is was to have a survivor in these movies. Stu passionately insisting that you couldn’t have a sequel without a survivor.

“I’d spare you,” He glances at Stu before looking back at you. “Him, maybe. You get to decide his fate.”

“I’m hurt dude,” Stu nuzzles into your side, his teeth digging into your shoulder in a gentle bite. “I’m too pretty to die.”

“You’d spare me? Over everyone else?”

“Yes.” It’s a short blunt answer, accompanied with his fingers flexing into your ankle, overly serious for the teasing conservation you’d been having.

“Wow, little old me? Over that hot mom at the comic store you’re always staring at?” You’re trying to lighten the mood, surprised at how sullen Billy had gone. “Why am I so special?”

He's silent for long enough that you force your gaze away from the TV to look back at him. He's watching you, his face eerily blank as he examines you.

“I don't know. You just are.”

“Well good to know you won't be killing me when you go all Michael Myers,” You try to laugh but the way he's still staring at you is making you uncomfortable. “Billy?”

“Never. I’ll always pick you. The others are,” he frowns and his look of genuine confusion has you worry he’s taking this just a little too seriously. “They're there. And you're you,” He shrugs. “You're special.”

“I'm special.” Stu seems to have picked up on the odd mood, his attention flicking between you and Billy.

“Yeah buddy you too.” It sounds sarcastic but there's a definite fondness in Billy's eyes.

“Ok, Ok, nepotism aside,” Billy rolls his eyes at your comment and you grin. You want to turn this back around to the light hearted conversation it was. “I’m with Stu, I want a sequel so my sole survivor has to be someone who could come back for revenge right, someone li-,”

“Your sole survivor?” Stu scoffs. “You’re a girl, bunny, too weak. You’re not killing anyone.”

You twist out of Stu’s hold enough so that you can glare at him. “First of all, fuck you. Second, are you seriously saying girls can’t be killers?”

“Name one.”

“Carrie?”

“Traumatised kid with powers, doesn’t count.”

“Annie Wilkes?”

“Hmmmm, high body count but you don’t see any awesome kills so… no.”

You roll your eyes. “That’s a dumb reason but fine. Pamela Voorhees then.”

Stu is silent, fingers tapping along your thigh before he sighs. “Yeah ok, you got me there.”

“Ha. See? I could totally channel my inner Pamela.”

Billy snorts, but tries to smother his smile as you turn to glare at him. You feel oddly offended that they don’t think you could be a movie killer. He’s out of reach for any real retribution so you take it out on Stu, giving him a hard pinch to his thigh that makes him jolt.

“Violent,” he whines, rubbing his leg. “Alright, alright, just so you don’t murder me in my sleep I’ll admit maybe you could. But you want a good gory throat to sternum gutting? Only a man can do that baby.”

“Yeah sure whatever, just go pick another movie dumbass.” You admit defeat reluctantly. You don’t know enough horror movie villains to win this argument, but you will, making a mental note to pick Randy’s brain the next time you see him.

“He’s not choosing,” The suggestion of another movie seems to shake Billy out of his quiet mood, sitting upright and reaching for the VCR remote before Stu can grab it. “We are not watching interview with the vampire again.”

“Aw c’mon, she’s not seen it.”

“No. I'm not sitting through that film again just so you can ogle Brad Pitt.”

“Listen you try watching Brad Pitt in that and not feel just a little conflicted, the man is-,”

“You're crushing on Brad Pitt?” You interrupt him, amusement rising fast as you watch Stu’s cheeks start to heat. “How many times have you watched it?”

“Not important. And he’s a good looking guy ok? He could tota-,”

“Gay.” Billy coughs into the back of his hand and you can’t help but giggle despite Stu’s half hearted glare at you for siding with Billy.

“I’m not gay,” Stu gasps, mock offended. “I’m bisexual,” he digs his fingers into your ribs, his grin widening at your yelp as you try to wriggle away from him. Billy’s grasp around your wrist is the only thing that stops you from flinging your beer all over all three of you.

“Finish your beer.” Billy tilts your bottle up to your mouth and you take one mouthful before grimacing.

“Warm.”

“Yeah? Finish it and I'll get you a fresh one.”

“You don't have to get me drunk to take advantage of me you know.” You wiggle your toes into his thigh and he jumps slightly before giving you a grin. He knows he doesn’t, but he does like it when you’re drunk. You end up so much more willing, a lot easier to persuade into things.

“I’ll get them, you can choose the movie,” Stu slides out from under you, stretching his arms up high above his head as he yawns. “Highly recommend Interview.”

Your laugh drowns out Billy’s torrent of swears, your heart swelling with sudden affection as you watch him half drag half shove Stu out of the room. His wail of protest turning into a muffled moan that makes a small pulse of arousal shiver down your spine.

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“You thinking about?” Billy is plastered against his back as he tries to take the beers out of the fridge, his hands dipping just under the hem of his jeans. “You thinking about our girl?”

Billy’s nails scratch along his hip bone and he jerks into the touch. “You look so cute cuddling together. I keep thinking about how cute you’d look bent over for her.”

“You still thinking about that?” Stu twists in his grip, leaving the beers and focusing his attention on the way Billy’s hands are slowly stroking down his abdomen. Billy lets him turn but refuses to step back, crowding him backwards against the kitchen counter.

“I want to watch,” He tugs at Stu’s zipper, enjoying the way Stu arches into the touch. “Let her fuck you up for a change. She'd let you do something to her in return. You know how soft she is.”

“Shit Billy, what brought this on?”

“What would you like to do? Knife to her throat? Or down those beautiful tits? She’d probably cry, but she'd like it,” Billy grunts, his hips rocking against Stu’s thigh. “Imagine it, covered in blood, begging for more as you fuck her.”

“Fuck Bill,” Stu’s panting hard, cock straining painfully at the front of his jeans, he feels a little blindsided by Billy’s obvious arousal, the evening had felt pretty tame to him. “What the hell?”

“Let her fuck you. For me.” Billy pulls his fingers up to his mouth, sucking them into his mouth with a wicked grin before he yanks Stu’s zipper down and curls them around his cock.

“Christ F-Fine. For you.”

Billy kneels, savouring the way Stu’s breath hitches. His mouth waters slightly as he pulls Stu’s cock free, he’d never admit it out loud but he definitely has the prettiest cock he’s ever seen. Already hard and leaking, he resists the temptation to tease Stu about how eager he is. The thought of you naked and covered in blood has him just as hard as Stu is.

He leans forward to give the head of Stu’s cock a slow lick; he’s rewarded with a low groan and a sharp tug to his hair. Taking the hint he licks a long, broad stripe from base to tip before he sucks the entire head of Stu’s cock into his mouth, the satisfied grunt from above making his own cock twitch painfully in his jeans. He swirls his tongue a couple of times before pushing down as far as he can. Ignoring the tears that start to prick at his eyes, he sucks Stu carefully down his throat, retreating and going down again, not stopping until his nose is buried in the wiry blonde hairs at the base.

He purposefully chokes, knows how much he likes it and Stu swears. “Gonna cum man, shit,” his voice is strained. “Don’t f-fuck don’t swallow, want you to hold it,” He moans loudly and Billy finally hears you approaching. He’s kind of impressed you stayed back as long as you did. “Want you to kiss her, make her swallow, shit shit-” Stu’s words devolve into a slew of jumbled filth and moans and he takes that as his cue to pull back.

“I’d love to make you cum right now,” He swirls his tongue around Stu’s cock once more, gripping the base of his cock tightly. “But you promised me a show.”

He pulls away completely and stands up, ignoring Stu’s desperate whine and smacking his hands out the way when he tries to finish himself off. Billy looks towards you and you swallow hard, moving closer when he beckons you over. “Got a present for you bunny.”

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“You look good like this,” Billy muttered. Your eyes flicked up briefly to watch him wander around the kitchen counter until he stood in front of Stu. "Look at him bunny, so eager to get fucked."

Your eyes were quick to dart back down to look at Stu obediently. You were naked apart from your panties, and the strap-on Billy had encouraged you into rested against Stu’s ass, it was pink, garishly so, and you had a sneaking suspicion that was exactly why Billy chose it.

"Can we just move to the part where you fuck me?" Stu grunted, his nails scratching into the counter top as he tries to keep still. “At least let me turn around, let me enjoy the show.”

"No. It’s her fantasy, let her enjoy it the way she imagined it.”

You don’t quite agree with that. You’d mentioned it once, in a frustrated rant about Stu’s behaviour and Billy had latched on to it. From how hard he’d been as he’d helped you into the harness, you think this is more his fantasy at this point.

"Billy, babe, dude, come on," Stu was practically vibrating with his pent up frustration, letting his forehead thunk on to the counter as he tried to relax.

"Good boy," Billy praised condescendingly, petting his hair. "You learn your place quick."

“Fuck you dude. Let’s swap places, see how you like it.”

You know Stu won’t last long; he’d been on the brink of orgasm when you had interrupted them in the kitchen. Stu’s moans and groans far too loud for you not to pretend you couldn’t hear them. You’d been content to watch, Stu was a joy to watch when he got his cock sucked, always devolving into a loud needy mess, but Billy had other ideas once he noticed your presence, and he seemed to want to make Stu work for it now as much as he could.

“Sorry sorry dude come on, please. I need you to fuck me.”

“Of course you do,” Billy lent back against the sink, arms crossed as he watched Stu. “But I’m not fucking you am I? Your girlfriend is.”

Your heart fluttered in a mix of excitement and hurt, the girlfriend feeling very much like the pointed jab Billy seems to be trying to make it. You trailed your hand down Stu’s spine, enjoying his needy moan and the way he jumped a little every time your nails scratched into his skin.

“Shouldn’t I, you know, prep him?” You’re embarrassed, the words falling haltering from your mouth. You feel totally out of your depth.

“That’s what the lube is for. Besides,” Billy moved, disappearing out of your line of sight until you feel his heat along your bare back, his hands on your hips as he pushes you gently forward. “He likes it to hurt a little.”

"Will one of you just fuck me already??"

Billy chuckles low in your ear and his grip tightens on your hips, stopping your movement, letting his hands trail up over your ribs to cup your breasts. “Don't let him rush you bunny, make him beg for it.”

“Dude. Fuck you.”

“You want her to fuck you? A big strong man like you begging to get fucked by his girlfriend?”

Stu’s growl sends shivers down your spine. He's tense, and you can tell he’s on the line between enjoying it and not. “Fuck fuck wait-,”

You hesitate. He wouldn't stop for you, you know that with a hundred percent certainty, you don't think you share the same sadistic streak but Billy decides for you. Pushing your hips forward and Stu moans as he feels the tip of your cock stretch open his asshole, slipping into a whine that makes Billy chuckle.

Despite your awkwardness you know how this works, gripping Stu’s hips you tugged him deeper onto your cock, Billy pushing your own further and further forward until you were flush against Stu’s ass and you felt him shudder in pleasure. You didn’t feel interested in drawing out this teasing any longer, you felt a little guilty, and Billy’s degrading words, even though Stu obviously enjoyed them, made you uncomfortable.

“Now move, slowly.” You let Billy guide your movements, his little whispered good girl making your cunt clench and flutter. “Rock them, like you do when you ride my cock.”

You began to roll your hips at a slow pace, Stu rocking back into you with a jumbled mix of more and harder making Billy laugh.

“Sounding a little pathetic there babe.”

“I know! I don’t care, just don’t stop,” Stu begged, and you obliged, Billy letting you grind your hips a little faster. Stu sounded angry almost under his desperateness and you knew you were going to on the receiving end of some rough love at some point tonight.

Billy was rocking against you, grinding against your ass in time with your thrusts. “Want to fuck you right now bunny, would you let me? Want to fuck that sweet little ass while you ruin his,” He suckles on the side of your neck, teeth nipping hard against your skin. “You look so fucking sexy.”

Stu grunts, one hand leaving the counter to shove between his legs. The hissed whine leaves you in no doubt that he’s stroking himself in time with your thrusts. “Keep going, bunny, m’sclose.”

“Slow down,” Billy’s fingers dig into your hips, forcing you to slow your pace, ignoring Stu’s pleas. This was a punishment, or another one of their games that they didn’t let you in on. Using you as a tool rather than a partner to enact whatever punishment or game this was. Although you couldn’t find it in yourself to be genuinely mad about it. It was hot, the way Stu shivered and moaned beneath you, and you were wet. Soaked even, the slow roll of your hips felt good even if you weren’t receiving any direct stimulation.

“Please, wanna cum, been so good for you,” Stu lamented; the little whimpers between his words letting you know how close he genuinely was. “Billy stop teasing.”

“Not me you gotta beg.” Billy finally lets you go, giving you a kiss to the cheek as stands back to watch. “Do what you want.”

“I'll return the favour bunny, I’ll spoil you,” Stu groans weakly, “ruin you, fuck you so hard.”

“Yeah?” Your cunt flutters hard around nothing, you’re so wet and desperate relieve the ache that you feel on the edge of begging yourself. "How would you do that?"

"You know how I would," he breathes, “I would fuck you, eat you out for days, make you cum however you wanted.”

“How ever I want?” You’re well aware this is the probably the only time he'll let you do this, that the payback for his submission will probably be rough. You’re going to savour it. “Want to know what I want?”

You lean forward over him as far as you can. “I want you to cum for me daddy.”

Billy laughs, and Stu swears loudly, his hips jerking forward into the edge of the counter so hard it must hurt him as you bury your cock as deep inside of him as you can, surprised and incredibly turned on by how hard he seems to cum at that one word.

“Holy shit. Holy shit balls.” He’s shaking, still stroking himself slowly as he tries to come down from his high. His cum is dripping down the side of the counter and pooling on the floor.

Your legs feel shaky and wobbly as you move back from him, enjoying his little hissed intake of breath as you pull the silicone cock out of him slowly.

Billy moves back behind you, pulling you back into him, letting you rest against him as his hands move to squeeze your breasts again and you both watch Stu. He looks completely fucked out as he stands naked in front of you, his face flushed, breathing hard and his cock half hard between his thighs.

“You enjoy that?” You smirk, feeling a little too proud of yourself in that moment to stop yourself from the sarcastic comment. “You beg so prettily.”

Stu glares, something dark flickers across his face and you even feel Billy tense slightly. You've pushed too far.

“Getting sassy huh? Just because I let you fuck me,” He steps into your space, pushing you back against Billy’s chest. “Our girl is getting an ego Billy boy.”

You were right about the retribution, arousal pooling heavy in your gut as he grips your hip with one hand, pulling at the buckles of the harness with the other until he can tug it away from you to let it fall heavily to the floor.

“You… you’re a tease,” Even Billy is silent and still as Stu talks. “Don't know what to do with myself sometimes. Do you know how hard it is to control myself around you?”

“Stu-,” It’s a breathless plea, although you’re not entirely sure what for. His intensity is scaring you but you feel so turned on you can't think straight, his fingers digging into your skin so hard you’re sure you can feel the bruises already forming. “You're hurting me.”

“I'd kill for you princess,” He ignores you, nails scratching at your hip. “Anyone for any reason.”

“Stu.” It’s a warning, for what you’re not sure, Billy’s voice low over your shoulder.

This side of Stu you've not seen for a while, when that hyperactive persona kind of morphs into an almost violent mania. The intense look on his face as he stares at you reminds you of the time his pet guinea pig died. Like he wants to cut you open and examine you from the inside out.

You had nightmares for weeks when you'd found him performing an autopsy on the poor thing. How he'd tried to drag you over to have a look, the absolute excited fascination on his face as he poked at the furry thing. He’d been so mad at you when you had gone crying to his parents, it had taken you over a week’s worth of pocket money and candy to get back into his good graces. He’d never told you what happened to it and he’d never had a pet since.

“Anyone.” He repeats.

You shiver and Billy presses a flurry of kisses over your bare shoulder, although you're not sure if he is worried you're uncomfortable or realises you like it.

“I didn’t want to hurt you like that; Tatum was a mistake, promise. Just want you. Want me to make love to you, bunny? Sweet and slow, make you cum again and again until you can’t think straight?” He kisses you gently, a chaste little peck to your lips that has you straining for more. “I can do that, I can.”

He doesn’t sound convinced. And you don’t want that. At least not right now. You want Stu. You want him to fuck you, to mark you, for him to prove it’s you he wants not Tatum. The sudden desire to have him almost scares you.

“No I-I, I want it- I want you.” That’s not quite what you wanted to say. Doesn’t explain the nuance of what you’re feeling but their reaction is immediate.

It's the tensing of Billy behind you that unnerves you more than Stu's darkening gaze. You're not sure why but you feel like you've bitten off more than you can chew.

You swallow hard and Stu zeroes in on the gesture, sharp eyes narrowing as he watches your throat bob.

“Yeah? You want me to hurt you?”

“Stu.” Billy’s voice is a sharp loud snap this time. He can see the way Stu is only just hanging back from doing or saying something stupid. It's obvious you're not thinking along the same lines as them, that your cute sweet innocent little mind is probably thinking that they're into bondage or some shit, not that he desperately wants to take a knife to your skin or how Stu desperately wants to fuck you next to Casey’s bloody corpse. That when Stu says he wants to hurt you, he means it. He feels just a tinge of genuine worry at the glassy look in Stu’s eyes. The last thing he needs is Stu slipping into some kind of full blown mania here. Keeping control of him could be frustrating sometimes.

“Yeah yeah, I'm good.” Stu barely gives him a glance, to focused on you and the way your breasts move as you pant. “You scared?”

Yes. “No.”

“Liar. But that's OK. I'll make sure you enjoy it.” He would and he could. You knew it. The two of them always managing to talk, push, you into whatever they wanted.

Billy's grip tightens on your wrists as you tense. Like he’s worried you’re going to try and run. You don't want to, not really but the feeling of suddenly being prey is making you nervous, despite the undercurrent of excited arousal.

Stu is spacing out again, hands slipping up your rib cage to cup your breasts. You arch your back into his touch, gasping suddenly when he lowers his head to swirl his tongue over your nipple. Your thighs clench at the sensation, and he nips sharply at you before he pulls away. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you.”

“You have us, always.”

Stu dropped to his knees, pulling your underwear down with him, pushing your legs wide and buried his face between them, dragging his tongue up the line of your cunt. Your hips stuttering against his face as your hands grip into his hair, trying to ground yourself against the sudden rush of pleasure. The thump as you threw your head back against Billy’s shoulder was a distant, drowned out by the loud moans you couldn’t seem to stop making. Stu was unfairly good with that tongue.

“So wet, you enjoy fucking me that much?” Stu groaned, the wet sound of his tongue almost obscene as he lapped at you. He let go of your calf to squeeze his cock, he was achingly hard again already, but he wanted to make you cum before he fucked you, wanted the taste and smell of you so deep into his skin and stomach that you would be a part of him for days.

“So sweet, fuck Billy,” He growled and lapped roughly at your clit, quick, curling drags of his tongue. “Love this fucking pussy.” You tried to roll up against his mouth, the movements of your body uncontrolled and uncoordinated but Billy held you firm, his hands on your hips keeping you frustratingly still.

“Could spend hours eating you out princess, could do this for days, weeks.” Stu dragged the flat of his tongue more slowly along your clit, your back arching away from Billy until he let go of your hips to wrap around your waist, holding you firmly flush against him

Whatever Billy was whispering in your ear was lost to you as Stu stroked his fingers along your folds, holding you open before he drove his tongue up inside your cunt, grunting and moaning he fucked you with his tongue.

“Oh god,” you breathed, your nails scraping across his scalp. “God, Stu, fuck.”

He worked his tongue as deep as he could, and one of your hands left his hair to claw blindly back at Billy’s thigh, you felt completely un-tethered as you bucked against Stu’s face, your moans turning into an almost wail when he curled his tongue, his nose grinding against your clit until your whole body shook.

“Fuck-,” a broken gasp of your name from Billy behind you. He could feel how close you were, the tremble in your limbs as you fought to rock against his hold. You were close, so close and he was flooded with the sadistic desire to deny you.

“Stop.”

Stu obeyed him instantly, pulling away just before you found release, smacking his lips as you jerked, trying to chase his mouth but it was no use, Billy’s arms tight around you stopping you from moving at all. You yanked on his hair, but he didn’t budge. “Stu, please!”

“Billy said stop,” He turned to bite against the skin inside your thigh as you begged. This. He loved this. He could probably cum from this alone, your body aching and needy, dripping and so very desperate for him. “Ask him for it.”

“Billy.” It’s a high pitched whine, a sound you’d be mortified of making if you weren’t so close to tears.

“Shhh,” Billy drew in a shaky breath, sounding just as wrecked as you. “I’ve got you. Tell me you want me baby, tell me and I’ll let you cum.”

“I want you, I want you, please!”

Billy shudders and Stu takes that as he cue to start moving again, sliding his fingers up and down your wet folds, before pressing one single digit inside you slowly.

“Stu,” you moan, and he buries his face into your stomach, tongue dipping into your belly button and you hiss as a second finger slips inside, thrusting and curling against your walls.

Your hands scrabble to grip at his hair again as your hips rock into his hand, desperate to chase the quickly approaching orgasm. He’s being rough, almost too rough, the frantic twist and scissoring of his fingers almost too much, the calloused pad of his thumb rough against your clit as he rubs in small hard little circles. You roll your hips, grinding harder against his palm and moaning loudly at the pleasure he’s forcing you to take.

“You gonna cum for me?” he asks, pulling back to watch your face, a groan escaping him when he feels you begin to flutter around his fingers. “Come on bunny, cum for me.” You whine, but he doesn’t slow down, doesn’t give you any reprieve as he shoves his fingers harder inside your slick cunt, making you sob and forces you up on to your toes in an effort to pull away.

“Too much, too much Stu,”

“Shhh, you’re ok, it’s ok, just take it.” Billy’s gentle kisses over your neck turn into harsh nipping bites as Stu’s fingers thrust and curl harder, hitting a spot inside you that has you seeing stars. The pain in your neck coupled with the frantic thrusting of Stu’s fingers has a new intense warmth growing low in your gut that has warning bells ringing distantly in your head. You scramble desperately at Stu’s hair, trying to push him back or pull him closer you’re not sure as the intense sensation spreads through you, shooting down your spine and making your cunt clench tight around his fingers. It’s too much, you’re half screaming and half choking as your orgasm hits you, the pressure explodes and you’re cumming with a strangled cry, the unexpected sensation of fluids gushing down your inner thighs and hitting your calves making tears of humiliation flood down your cheeks.

“Good girl, good fucking girl.” Billy’s hand curls around your throat, it’s making little tiny stars dance at the edge of your vision and you try to choke out some kind of plea for mercy. The wet sound between your legs is too loud; Stu’s eager moans as he laps and sucks at you fuel your embarrassment. Everything feels raw, over used, over sensitive, you can’t tell if it feels amazing or horrible.

“Please.” It’s a broken hitching sob but it’s not until Billy murmurs a soft stop that makes Stu finally pull back, your legs and thighs trembling violently. If it wasn’t for the two of them holding you up you’d be a collapsed puddle of jello on the floor.

You came down slowly, your body feeling faint and far away. You desperately wanted to sit down.

“Never made a girl squirt before. That was hot as fuck,” Stu said quietly, nuzzling at the mark he'd left on your thigh, seemingly unbothered by the mess he was definitely kneeling in. “You’re perfect, perfect.”

He continued to mumble against your stomach as Billy pulled on your hair, tilting your head back until your neck was fully exposed, making you moan pitifully. You really really wanted to sit down. He shivered at the noise. “You still with me?”

“She’s gone man, fucked out completely,” Stu’s proud, your exhausted state giving him a very much not needed ego boost. Billy groaned, grinding against you, despite how obviously spent you were it was like he couldn’t control himself, like he couldn’t stop himself from trying to fuck you. His arms wrap around your waist and he’s kissing your neck, as He stumbles forward, pushing you until he bends you over the edge of the counter and you can feel him hot and hard against your ass.

“Tired,” You whisper, one sluggish arm reaching back to try and push against his thigh, surprising yourself when tears start to prick at your eyes. “I can’t, need a break Bill.”

“I know, I know,” he whispers in your ear. He curves a hand around your hip to press against your stomach, the other disappearing behind you and you hear the sound of his belt clinking not long after. “But I gotta fill you up, need to,” he breathes. His fingers stroke across your belly, dipping between your thighs and you whimper softly at the touch. “Just once, just once baby, ok?”

You’re not sure what Stu is doing, still on the floor at your feet, you can feel his hands on your calf, soft fluttering touches but you can’t decide if he’s trying to soothe you or is raring up to go again. Billy hunches over you a little more, mouth hot and hungry as he kisses up your spine. You squirm against his hold, it’s too much, too much sensation and you really want to stop. He shushes you softly; the press of his cock against your entrance making you suck in a harsh breath, arching into the contact despite yourself. “Just a little longer bunny. Don’t you want me to feel good too?”

#scream 1996 #poly!ghostface #billy loomis #stu macher

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randomkposts · 2 years ago

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Your answer was soo very sad 😭😭, I feel like I could cry by just reared going it, yet accurate, I had a hard time recovering from it, but it was still good thorough and on point, along with the female near persona! You really, really did a great job! Can you expand on a male takada, misa, sayu, and their dynamic, along with how they interact with fem light and L, and fem matsuda, you can take your time.

K:-I'm really happy you enjoyed it! It's great to hear you reread it, and checked out the post about Personas in Death note, and Female Near specifically! Glad you told us too, It's nice to hear that it had such an Impact. Hope the wait didn't feel too long for this one.

E:-Male Takeda sounds hot. But ughhhhhhBut the insecurities reek though through the cracks.

K:-Soo Male Takada goes back to rivalry with Misa.

E:-Oh yeah totally no doubt about that. Just dirty looks the whole time. Jabs at eachother.

Male Takada hmmm so he' s more giving me the vibe of a bit lax. JK. No I feel like Takeda is pretty damn stressed. The expectations of him landing everything perfectly.

K:-A part of me wants to keep the rivalry with Light, as the one-sided rivalry is far more interesting then her interactions with OG Light. It also has potential to bring misogyny into the rivalry, as losing to male Light is one thing, but as mentioned in the first Fem L post, female geniuses are not given the leeway males are. So like flip cannon a little except Takada also has some simmering resentment of Light being so smart and how that hurt his rep. E:-Yesss! The resentment can be more towards a fem Light too. It's pretty scary how some guys can take losing to another person. But while Takeda is not a confrontational person per se, there is that air of tension when him and Light scores are up.

K:-With all that, Light probably knows Takada is resentful and is reluctant to involve him in the Death Note plans, unless she snaps and decides to get rid of her "rival" by making him the planned fall guy.

E:-Emotions are a juggling motion for a male Takeda. The resentment of losing to Light who doesn't take him seriously and the admiration they have for Light.

K:-Takada isn't sure if they have UST or just UT, jk.

E:-Lol. I like seeing that route of offing male Takeda vs having OG Takeda as a spokesperson.

K:- Takada would still probably be a mouthpiece. Light is good at planting things.

This could totally be a different endgame! Near and Mello have to first prove Takada is not the only Kira to a world that wants the case wrapped up.

E:-Yesss! Takeda wasn't even a Kira simply a figurehead for the cult to listen to. Or a corrupted Pope if you want to go the religious way so to speak.

K:-Hmm, I would like to say Takada has killed as Kira, but is more of a figurehead. And that allows Light to pull another memory gambit potentially.

E:-Now that I think about it, has og Takeda killed anyone beside Mello?

K:- I presumed. As they were covering.

E:- I think Light has a gamblimg problem. Seeing all these high stakes they keep pulling.

K:-"Takada. I need you to keep the true Kira a secret. Do this, and we can achieve victory. Even if you have to give up ownership for awhile." Light kneels and looks up at Takada, unbuttoning layers. "I trust you"

I don't think Takada met most of the others, sooo

L is dismissive of Takada in Their one interaction. Takada is dismissive of female Matsuda in turn. Syau calls him a bully. Syau looks at the two guys, fighting for her brothers attention and things "being popular sure must be stressful for Light." Syau will take the idol who worships Light, over the one who has mixed feelings on her. Syau was just pretty Glad L was Lights intellectual equal. She asks weird questions to Syau, so overall Syau finds reasons to be busy when she visits. I do think Syau and Female Matsuda would make good friends. Sort of mentorish maybe. It could be pretty cute.

E:-I like to think L takes Sayu more seriously than other people. Sayu isn't just Light yagami's younger sibling.Sayu not liking Male Takeda is a yes. I wouldn't like him either as a pretty boy or not. Okay but like I can totally see Male Misa choosing outfits for Light. Things that will suite her so nicely, chic clothes, nice bags he got as favors. Matching clothes. Things to rub in male Takeda's face when Light visits him.

K:-Light already has good taste, but this kicks it up several notches. Yah, Syau is cautious around L. But she likes her. Wait? Is L using a female celebrities name this time? As hilarious as it would be to steal Misas name for this, the gender swap makes it unlikely.

E:-Misa Misa really glamming it up for her. Hell he makes sure it stays in what would be her taste but has a bit more flair!

WHO SAYS WE CAN'T DO THAT LMAO!

Never stopped L before. We never gave Misa a male name so L can still totally take it as a gender neutral name lol!

K:-"So mother. Syau. This is Misa Amane my boyfriend, and Misa Amane my new bestie"

E:- "...twins?"

K:- "Nope"

E:-L sends Misa a group chat called "Twinsies"

Misa totally blocks her jk jk

K:- I mean, I could go and have fun with names, but gender is irrelevant for a lot of the names as they are fake, last names, or neutral enough to work for either. Misa probably should be an exception actually, but its working well enough, and just as importantly amusing.

E:-True true. L being a menace to Misa is a universal experiences regardless of gender.

K:- Also Misa could block it, or engage in a petty war of attempting one upmanship.

"So you want to play fake with me, girl? I've been acting while you hid behind a laptop. Game on"

And so they go to the festival together. Passive aggressively friendly.

E:-Its that painful fake smiles

"Best friends!"

Aggressive arm holding

K:-There is a scrapbook. Light shows up in some of the pictures looking resigned. Matsuda Is the photographer.

E:- Sayu looks like she is having a fun time. Scrapbooking is a very normal bestie thing to do. L going to Misa photoshoots as support. "Whooooo go Misa Misa! Pouty eye looks!"

K:-Misa dragging L onto the stage with her at the photoshoot.

*him* Although fake besties OG Misa and Female L would be art

Light is Soo jelly. And won't admit it. Her rival is spending more time with her "boyfriend" then her.

E:-Bahahahah! Light being jealous is just iceing to this multi layer cake K!

Matsuda is being so unhelpful right now lmao "its so great to see you best friend and bf get along!"

Light crushing her yogurt cup: "fantastic"

Yes it is art and we are keeping this K!

The Misa Misa photoshoot lmao!

K:-Is that how Takada gets back in the picture. Lights like "maybe I can get my actual rival to pay attention to me if I pay attention to my fail rival"

I mean, she is probably taking full advantage of L being distracted by Misa, just angrily writing down criminal names. She's broken a few pens.

E:-Omgggf. How did we turn it into those highschool drama 🤣🤣🤣

Imagine Light telling Misa he doesn't have to fake besties with L!

K:-Misa (I can't lose this far in. I have to Deny it)

"Light -Chan. L and I have truly become besties"

E:- Only for Misa to turn around slowly with shopping bags he got from an unexpected shopping trip with his now actual bestie L

"Uhhh, I dunno Light, we have a special bond only Misa's can understand."

K:- Death note was written as a tradagy and we are just going for comedy. And it would be a Uni drama AU, Lol.

Oh shit, that has huge tragedy written on it Later, if post Yotsuba gambit both of them are reluctant to kill L because she's a genuine friend.

E:-Lmaooo! Murder is just a side plot lets be real!That is a tragedy. Misa doesn't talk to Light for weeks after. He's still right by her, but he hasn't said a word at all. He has this empty look in his eyes.

"....I should talk to my brother."

"You have a brother?"

You know?

K:- I know. Light is taking it badly too.

Yes there's murder and gambits, but also this is more personal and interpersonal, as a lot of the asks for this AU are about character dynamics and interactions. And I'd never expected of all the the ideas I've put onto the internet, that this one would be so asked about, but it has had a lot of fun concepting.

E:-In a plot twist L slowly convincing Misa to unhinge on Light.

K:-Alternatively , L doesn't let them get a chance to get their memories back.

E:-Yessss

K:- and so defeats Kiras with the power of friendship.

E:-Friendship really does save the day.

I like how we took all the tragedy of Death Note and turned it into a romance comedy with a dash of murder and supernatural

K:- me too.

Light Yagami had a choice between an intellectual equal, and his view of justice. L had a choice between an intellectual equal and the highest stakes case ever. And in the end neither of them chose eachother. The show became a tragedy the moment L picked Kira over Light. I don't know if I would call it a romance, but trust could have saved them if they let it.

and in canon they didn't trust. But here, there is a maybe chance.

Just so many maybe divergent points in the story

E:-You are absolutely right about the choices they made in the end. True true.

K:- Male Syau? Thats likely to be a tenser relationship between them then any setup so far. Kind of makes me sad. Because Light and Syau as brother and sister has all the expectations on Light, and Syau free to do her own thing more or less, Light and Syau Sisters probably closer, but older sis light and little bro Syau. That's going to have tension and gender expectations playing into it.

A Light who wants to go into Justice (and is discouraged) will have resentment towards Syau who is expected to follow his father into justice and doesn't care. And Syau would be in the shadow of her older sister who she can't live up to, and probably looked down on for not being able to. Because gender means he should be smarter then his sister, even if he knows he can't match Lights intensity.

I think I would prefere to keep Syau female, and focus on a sister relationship thats strengthened. Having her a guy would feel like I'm recycling beats from Takada, and watering them down without the rivarly.

#always a diffrent gender #female light #female l #a conversation with my friend #random k #male takada #male misa misa #l death note #death note #plot bunnies #male syau #light yamagi #sayu yagami

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dalasteller · 4 years ago

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shadow and bone spoilers! malina/mal fans this is not for you but it’s not pro-darklina either. i’m an alina x alina supremacist

so, somehow, the show made me like book!malina more than show!malina after weeks of thinking the opposite would be true. i don’t even like book!mal/malina, but my neutrality towards them is nothing compared to how much i detested show!malina.

I WANTED THE TV SHOW TO MAKE ME LOVE THEM. the trailers made me think i would!!! i'd heard screeners and reviewers talk about this epic love story that transcends everything—these two people who would do anything for each other—and i don't disagree, they definitely would. i just wish they would shut the fuck up about it.

sorry.

looking back, i'd rather the show gave us mal with flaws, who wasn't perfect to alina, who would die for her, but still said the wrong thing and flirted with other girls and was afraid of her power at first. archie did a great job. he just couldn't make me love mal, and neither could the writers opting to make him main character no. 2 and alina’s prince in shining armour who supports her endlessly and has never done anything wrong in his life ever. writers, please, why did you think that was a good idea? when i said i wanted a more likeable mal, i meant i wanted his flaws accompanied by positive traits, by compelling backstory, by personality outside of being alina's hot best friend who never noticed her. i didn't mean i wanted a guy who could be wrapped in a gift box and sold as a robo-boyfriend designed for romance.

no, i mean, they really did write him that way.

what i definitely didn't mean i wanted was over an hour of the show dedicated to watching mal’s perspective of hunting the stag and making besties with his military bros and writing letters to alina and getting shot at a bunch of times instead of letting the book characters who were already beloved by fans get the screentime they deserved. what i wouldn't do to have gotten more genyalina and well-written zoya instead of mal dissecting deer shit...

you would think with how much talk about malina basically being soulmates, childhood flashbacks, fighting and nearly dying for each other at least four times (and did i mention more narration about being soulmates?) that i would take the bait and just let malina set sail. but this show held me at gunpoint for eight hours straight and told me that these two are going to have the same cultural influence as new romeo and juliet and that if i disagree i am going to be killed on the spot. because of this, i have now died.

don't tell me what to do, narrative, because i'm not going to do it!

i am also annoyed that they took the time to redesign mal in perfect childhood-friends-to-lovers dreamboat fashion but refused to retcon zoya's stupid misogyny-fueled bitchy YA girl arc and instead made it even worse by having her be racist to alina? what was the thought process there? they seriously fucked her over. i tried to pretend it didn't happen moving forward but why do they want to use racism as a tool for developing a "bully" character anyway, especially a woc? am i meant to forget about it? they lost me there. i feel like the female characters, with the exception of inej, generally weren't given the same care the male characters were. there was a lot of sidelining in favour of mal's redemptive rewrite and the darkling's 15 minutes of half-assed backstory and crying in every scene for some reason. “make me your villain” .... okay, simpboy, i’ll try my best.

i've already talked about why i hated mal's role (i clarify his role, not his character, because there was literally nothing wrong with him and that’s why i hated him so much) but i'm going to address it from the perspective of my love for alina and why i think this decision was so disrespectful to her. alina in the books was already in need of more characterization, time for herself and her internal development as opposed to her relationship with the three male love interests she acquires through the series. somehow this show took a main character already underused in her own story (though at least the books are told from her pov) and neglected her even further. alina is tied almost entirely to her male counterparts, mal especially, but i'd say the darkling is used as a narrative rebound. i think they both have chemistry and can serve a purpose in the story but the emphasis on codependency is impossible to ignore.

in the first four episodes, every scene that could have been alina struggling to settle into a new life and dealing with the emotional weight of her pressure as a saint was instead about mal. she writes him letters, and cries over him, and slips him into conversations that have nothing to do with him, and gets sad after slipping him into conversations that have nothing to do with him, and can't use her power because she's thinking of him, and then only decides to fully accept her power because of his absence.

alina's feelings are lended to nothing but her missing mal. he isn't just her best friend and love, he's this colossal piece of her identity that she doesn't get to exist without, even when he's gone. the show's exhaustive attempt to make mal loveable and make malina an epic love story turns our female protagonist into a sulking, miserable shell of a character everytime he's mentioned, which, by the way, is like, every two minutes. and apparently it's necessary to draw parallels to the same three flashbacks in all of them. i knoowwwwwwww, they held hands and now they can't anymore, i knowwww. they ran through a meadow, i knowwwwwwwwwwwwww.

watching her scenes almost drove me to printing out a bechdel test and ticking off as many boxes as possible.

i hated it. it made me sad.

i wanted more alina. i want her power to be her own. i wanted that tension between her and mal in the books because his flaws gave her a chance to stand up for herself and say that she liked being powerful. that summoning is a part of her and she would never give it up. that there was a tinge of corruption, of greed, of wanting to be the sun summoner, and it was intriguing! mal's issue of not accepting alina's power allowed her to express how much it meant to her. i wanted the alina who said "the night was velvety black and strewn with jewels. the hunger struck me suddenly. i want them, i thought." i wanted a hint of the sun summoner who decided when it got dark and relished in it (yes i know this can be expanded upon in s2). alina has a cocky side, her insecurities are explored and she finds strength in her new gift and eventually has to find strength outside of it, but in the show the catalyst to her powers is mal. always. is it romantic? sure. but it's hard to enjoy the romance when all we see of alina is her romantic connection to mal. can't she be more than that?

#anti malina #i dont use tumblr and i hate discourse so just block if this take bothers you because i can’t be asked to engage in an argument on here #sab spoilers #shadow and bone #shadow and bone spoilers #tgt #alina starkov #anti malyen oretsev

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I Did It. I... I Killed Him. Mr. Stinky. I Tore Apart His Flesh Bit By Bit With The Use of Father's Beam Of Misogyny. Have I Learned Nothing? Only Yesterday, I Killed Father And Found Myself Feeling Empty. Today, I Do The Same Thing Again. My Arch-Nemisis, The Canon Bill Hawks. The One That Father Only Blew Up A Little. The One... Father Gave Actual Meaning To. This Bill, The Correct Bill, Was I Jealous Of The Story Father Wrote For Him? Was My Hatred Of Him Really Just A Reflection Of My Own Self Loathing? Now That He's Gone... Do I Even Have A Purpose? Sure, I Can Make Nyah Jokes And Pretend Like The Year 2012 Is A Personality Trait All I Want, But Will It Be A Life Worth Living? This Life Without My Other Half?

My Breathing... It's Becoming Uneven... And My Eyes Feel Hot And Wet... Is This Panic? Is This What It's Like To Reflect On Your Choices And Realise You Made The Incorrect Ones?

I-I Don't Think He Deserved It, Really. In All Honesty, He And I Were Cut From The Same Cloth, But Our Lives Molded Us To Be The Ones We Became. I Can't Blame Him For Being The One Father Chose. After All, I Was-No-Am A Failure. A Failure To My Father, A Failure To Those I Was Meant To Protect, A Failure To Myself.

I Sob. I Wail. I Regret Everything. I Never Should Have Come Here. I Never Should Have Used My Powers. I Never Should Have Killed My Brother. I Never Should Have Existed. I Drop To My Knees On The Pebbles Below My Feet, As If Becoming One With Them. Fat, Hot Tears Fall Out Of My Eyes And Into My Hands As My Body Trembles With Each Wail And Groan That Escapes My Mouth. I Cry For God Knows How Long Until My Body Eventually Gives Out And I Collapse.

When I Come Back To My Senses, I Look Into The Sky. Oh. It's Night. Where was I-? My Body Freezes As I Recount The Actions That Had Happened Before I Blacked Out. Oh. Right. The Other Bill. I Put A Hand To My Forehead, Realizing That I Had A Migraine. Oh. That's Right. I Haven't Had Anything To Eat Or Drink All Day. No Wonder My Panic Attack Caused Me To Collapse. My Mind Rushes Through Questions. Should I Eat? Do I Deserve It? Do I... Deserve To Live In This World?

My Breathing Starts To Pick Up Again. Shit. Another Panic Attack. I Don't Think I Can Handle Another One. I Don't Think I Can Handle Anything Anymore, Really. Pull Out My Glock That I've Always Had On Me And Everyone Knew I Always Did Because It's Very Easy To See And Also A Huge Part Of My Lore Because It Can Kill Gods For Realsies. I Hold It In My Hands, Studying The Sheen, The Form, The Weight. After Contemplating The Existence Of The Weapon, I Place The Barrel To My Temple As I Close My Eyes.

A Shiver Racks My Body As The Cold Metal Touches Flesh. My Hands Are Shaking. Of Course They Are. Why Wouldn't They Be? I Will Cease To Exist. It's A Scary Thought, Death. On Paper It Sounds So Simple And So Painless, But The Truth Is This Is The Most Complex, Agonizing Moment Of My Entire Life.

Behind My Closed Eyes Are Galaxies, And God Are They Gorgeous. Their Presence Comforts Me In Ways Most People Would Never Imagine. Maybe In My Next Life My Soul WIll Be Able To Find Its Way To One Of Them. I Begin To Wonder About What Comes After. Will I Have Another Chance Of A Normal Life? Is There Anything For Gods Once They Die? Is There A Heaven? A Hell?

No, I Know There's A Hell And I Know It's The One I've Created With My Own Two Hands. This Hell I've Created Has Only One Escape And I'm About Cause It. I Feel My Shoulders Relax As My Finger Tenses On The Trigger Of The God Glock 3000⟨™⟩. I May Not Feel Like I Deserve Anything, But Dammit, I'll Let Myself Have A Few Last Words If It'll Be The End Of Me. I Chuckle Grimly At The Joke I Made To No One But Myself In My Own Mind Palace.

My Eyes Move Behind My Eyelids As I Of ARush Through My Memories For Any Material To Use For My Last Words. Despite All The Talking I Did In This Lifetime, Nothing Comes To Mind. Instead Of Words To Tell Myself, I Think Of Words To Tell Others. Maybe I can Get Some Closure In One Way Or Another. I Might As Well Say Something I've Wanted To Tell Someone Now While They're Never Going To Hear It To Get Some Weight Of My Chest And Not Have TO Face The Repercussions. Maybe Being Able To Have That Opportunity Is A Blessing. Maybe This Whole Situation Is A Blessing In Disguise. I Ponder The Statement For A Moment. No, It's Not A Blessing. Not At All.

My Mind Soon Races Through My Friend's Faces. Claire Senpai and Her Divorce, Dimitri Senpai And His Lesbian Powers, Yaoi Chan With His Bulbasaur From Build A Bear, Emmy San And Her McNuggets, Nyarton And His Seemingly Endless Pool Of Optimism, Randall And His Walmart Trip, Don Paolo Sensei And His Conniving Tricks To Win The Sexyman Tournament, The 50 Des's (Des-i?) That I Can Never Recall What Each Individual One Has Done, Henry And His Robot That He Apparently Humps As A Coping Mechanism, Charity And Her Americanness, Alfendi Chan And His.... Honestly I Never Really Talked To The Guy Before Today, and Definitely-Future-Luke Chan. I Have So Many Wonderful Memories With Him. Like The Time He Got Greggs, The Time We Ate At Greggs, and The Time We Pointed Guns At The Other Bill Who Was Hiding In Greggs. My Friends, No, My Family, I'm So Sorry To Have Let You Down.

My Breathing Slows As My Mind Begins To Think About My Father. Akihiro Hino, CEO Of Level 5, I'm So Sorry To Have Let You Down Most Of All. You Created Me To Do Good, But All It Seems That I Can Do Is Harm Others. I Recount Our Fight As I Watched Your Body Dissipate Into Nothingness. A Nothingness I Created. My Breath Stills As My Last Thought Before Death Comes To Mind. Just As I'm About To Pull The Trigger, I Stop Dead In My Tracks.

My Breath Hitches And My Eyes Flash Open. This Whole Time I Thought I Could Only Destroy, But I Disproved That Theory Yesterday! My Brain Excitedly Works On Overtime As I Make My Realization. A Wave Of Calm Rushes Over Me In Gleeful Delight. The Thought Ignites In My Temple And A Tingly Sensations Rushes From My Brain and Swells Up In My Throat, Ready To Come Out And Greet The World Outside. I Part My Cracked Lips And The Words Tumble Out Into The Silence Surrounding Me.

"Oh fuck I forgot I have resurrection powers. Whoopsies!"

NEKO RESURRECTION POWERS. ACTIVATE.

@definitely-future-luke I apologize. I shouldn’t pry into situations that have nothing to do with me.

As an apology, would you please come to my tea party? It’s by the Thames, and there’s a nice view.

#evil bill hawks #charity #def future luke #alfendi #led0re #layton yaoi #bill hawks #suicide mention

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aethxr-ash · 2 years ago

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Hi I saw your other matchups and I also wanted to submit a personality matchup for genshin and ouran? Thanks so much! 🖤

Name: Nish

She/her

Male preference

Gemini Sun, scorpio moon, Virgo rising

INTJ 3w4 (however I looked at my functions and my 2 dominant functions match the order for INTJ but my other 2 match ENTP. So really I’m INTJ/ENTP 3w4.)

Personality: I tend to act very arrogant and cocky as a defense mechanism. I don't like being vulnerable with people because it's not their job to worry about my problems. I come across very calm and collected and people rely on me for advice but can't let myself depend on anyone. I'm really analytical and am good at finding loopholes and working around problems under pressure. I'm not good with emotional support and can come across a little cold because of that. Under everything I think I'm very kind but feel like I burden people with my presence a lot of times. I'm a very eye for an eye person and the way I treat people entirely depends on how they treat me. I can either be really sweet or do horrible things if they deserve it. I'm not that expressive (outwardly at least because I'm actually really emotional I just hide it well) and have a hard time relaxing or enjoying things because I've been conditioned to always consider how it will look on mine and my family's reputation. I'm a perfectionist and hold myself to very high standards. I look intimidating but I'm actually just socially awkward and suck at small talk (because it seems kind of pointless to me). I also have a short temper but there's only certain specific people that can get me to actually lose my patience and explode. I don't cry or break down in front of people and people usually think I'm perfectly fine. I constantly chase perfection for myself and try to be the most idealized version of myself. I tend to act completely different in different situations because I know what personality is going to get me the best results and praise. It’s exhausting but I’d be worse off if I didn’t hold myself to these standards. In order for me to like or fall in love someone I first have to actually have a certain level of respect for them which must be earned. In the “for to know” stage I subtly test the person a lot to see how they react or respond to certain things. It’s like a test they don’t know his happening but that will determine if our relationship is gonna go further. My love language is giving gifts but I’m not sure what my love language to receive is.

Hobbies/Likes: I love fashion and I've been a model since I was 14, I used to do pageants as a kid, I make my own music and music is probably the thing I love the most. It's really what I use to process the world so music is definitely the way to my heart. I can't play any instruments but I can sing and do digital music production (Self promo but I actually just released my first song yay link.) I'm a good artist but I don't like doing it on a deadline (I took an AP art class back in high school and didn't draw for 2 years after it cuz I hated being forced to draw. It's like when something you like becomes a chore) I've gotten back into drawing recently tho. I've also been doing martial arts since I was 7 + fencing. I'm good at chess and poker and made money from playing/betting on games when I was younger. I also love reading. The personality types I tend to be attracted to are other INTJS, ESTPS, ISTPS, ENTPS, ENTJS, ENFJS, ESTJS but if I didn’t explicitly say I hate a certain personality type (ESFPS) it’s fair game.

Dislikes: Misogyny (when people especially men undermine my intelligence and experience and end up making a mistake I warned them about only to listen when another man repeats the same thing I’ve been saying since the beginning) , big egos with nothing to back it up, people who can’t keep up with me (I wouldn’t want to be in a relationship with someone whose hand I have to hold all the time. They need to be on the same level/wavelength as me and not drag me down), being a coward and not standing up for your own beliefs/motives, people that are way too nice (whoever I end up with has to have a mean streak because it shows they are able to take action when needed), being self absorbed and not considering the consequences of your actions. People who have a moral superiority complex that think they're better than me for not wanting to break rules to get what they want. People who can't take responsibility for what they do (Everything I do is on purpose so even if it's a bad thing I'll admit to it because whatever happens as a result is no one's problem but my own). Although I will say there's sometimes an exception to these things depending on the person and situation. Personality wise I do not get along with ESFPS and INTPS. In my experience I find ESFPS too self absorbed and frankly just loud and annoying and INTPS seem so fearful no matter how much adobe I try to give they never take action. It’s disappointing. A lot of INTPS I know also have that moral superiority complex that I mentioned.

I don’t want to be paired with Honey but other then that I can’t think of anyone else.

⊱┊personality matchup for @leonardhoee !

hi !! i'm sorry this took so long. you seem like such a cool person ^^ i hope you enjoy this !

⊱┊ genshin impact

yelan !

✧ she'll deal with all the social aspects, don't worry

✧ entp !

✧ she admires all your skills - modeling, fashion, music, martial arts, you name it

✧ including gambling, loves to have you by her side for that

✧ she also hates misogyny, getting a fair share of it in her job when people don't expect her to be as skilled as she is

✧ she loves sticking it to the man though lmao

✧ she knows how to be on her own quite well

✧ knows how to stand up for herself

✧ she'll take you out to bars and casinos for dates if you're into that !

⊱┊ ouran highschool host club

ritsu kasanoda !

✧ he's a bit brash and hotheaded but he's also sweet

✧ you just have to unlock that side of him in time

✧ isfp !

✧ he thinks you're amazing

✧ will fight anyone for you

✧ he loves to watch you sing / play instruments, he thinks you look adorable and confident when you do so

✧ he'll run his fingers through your hair (if you like that) <3

#aethxr's matchups #anons welcome #requests open #matchups #matchups open #genshin impact #ouran high school host club #ouran matchups #ouran highschool host club matchups #ouran koukou hosuto kurabu #genshin matchups #genshin impact matchups #yelen genshin impact #yelen #ritsu kasanoda

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Continuation of this ask

Bedivere x Arturia - Ship it

What made you ship it?

TBH I was one of those few people who shipped it based on that like 2 second scene at the end of FSN. The Camelot Singularity just reinforced it. A lot came from the original Arthurian legend as well. Bedivere is similarly insanely loyal as he is in the game, and like in Fate lore, he’s been with Arthur longer than most.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

He journeyed so far for so long just to see her smile OH MY GOD BRB IM SOBBING HOLY CRAP CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE—

I’m a sucker for intensely loyal knights and I will always be. ALWAYS.

THE ANGST POTENTIALLLLLL but also THE FLUFF POTENTIALLLL

This man loved his king so bloody intensely. So strongly that his desire to see her survived the test of time. To be loved so much, so unconditionally for a thousand and a half years? Gods, that’s just too much, man. ;-;

And I absolutely adore how much it means to him to remain her knight, even if he tends to be insecure about the limb that he lacks, and how he believes he is nothing special in comparison with everyone else. I love that Arturia recognizes his strength and his worth, even if he himself can’t see it.

THE ENTIRE CONFRONTATION IN THE THRONE ROOM LET ME TELL YOU I WAS CRYING SOOOOO HARD THROUGHOUT THAT IK NIT EVEN KIDDING

THIS, the MINDBREAK Arturia goes through when she tries to remember

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I think that THIS SHIP NEEDS MORE LOVE AND I REALLY OUGHT TO CONTRIBUTE

All the other answers below cut!

Irisviel x Arturia - Ship It

What made you ship it?

I think I was bound to the moment I watched Fate Zero. When I was younger it was overshadowed by the feels Diarturia brought and not to mention Kiritsugu and Iri but this ship is damn good on its own.

What sold it though, is the argument she and Kiritsugu have in Episode 16, right after the last Saber and Lancer fight. Irisviel, who we all know loves her husband so much, forced Kiritsugu to answer Saber. That’s just how important Arturia was to her.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

I think they both found in each other something they themselves lack. It’s actually kind of funny. Arturia is human, and yet she’s so heavily consumed by her ideals that she doesn’t act like one. Irisviel, on the other hand, is not human, and yet everything that she does and wants to do is exactly that.

Throughout the anime, Being with Iri puts Saber into such mundane, ordinary situations that it teaches her to live. The suits, the escorting, being a passenger instead of a driver, appreciating the water by the seashore, etc. It's like the woman wants to leave her with some appreciation for the world, especially when she herself doesn’t have all that much time left.

On Irisviel’s part, I think she found in Saber the companionship she would have wanted from Kiritsugu during the last few days she remained on the Earth. Arturia had been the perfect knight in shining armor, taking Irisviel around to see the world as much as they could amidst a war. If they’d just had more time, I have no doubt Arturia would have taken Irisviel even more places, you know?

It makes me sad :( but in a good way.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I’m pretty sure Irisviel would wear the pants in this relationship ya know what I mean? Hahaha

Much as I love this ship, I think that it becomes all the more valuable because of how it ended. To each other, they were this brief, fleeting feeling of happiness. A love that was so short and yet so strong.

Shirou x Arturia - Don't Ship it

Hooooooo boi. Hear me out, mkay ? But this is just my personal opinion so pls no hate

Why don't you ship it?

I’m gonna start out by saying I don’t think I need to, tbh. Hahaha there’s enough content for this ship being fed to us, so my liking it or not is immaterial. But the reason is well...I watched FSN and Shirou x Saber was...not the best thing about it (the best thing about it was the soundtrack omg iconic) Shirou comes off as a bit of a misogynist, and kind of immature, and the whole time it’s like he doesn’t really listen to Arturia at all. Plus, it’s kind of like he just likes her looks at times. The final deciding factor was the date scene. That was just unbearable.

But then I go online and I see all this good stuff about them. And my friend ships them cause they’re canon, right? So, I’m like okay, what if I judged too quickly, let’s play the VN...and I did. And I still didn’t like him with Saber at all. So, I played the next route, watched the next anime, trying to redeem 1st route Shirou as much as I could but it just....didn’t happen. I think I can safely say I tried to like them. I really did. But no.

What would have made you like it?

Removing the misogyny and the immaturity and letting him listen to her. Like he should have.

At no point in their interactions did it feel like they were standing on equal ground, ever. Either he was speaking over her or the opposite. So less of that and a lot more respect.

And when you compare this relationship to what he has with like with his other two love interests, it makes this ship fall completely flat. It’s pretty...bland and honestly kind of shallow. It’s like the story just tells you they’re in love but there’s no answer to why they’re in love. Make him fall in love with her for her without necessarily forcing his need to save everyone on her.

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

I may not like how they got there, but in the end Arturia was able to pass peacefully.

I acknowledge that Shirou was important and made a change in her life.

That ending scene where they meet after so long, NGL is pretty sweet.

A lot of my headcanons happen post-Shirou, so there’s also that.

Archer x Rin -Ship it

What made you ship it?

Tsundere x Cynic has gotta be one of the best dynamics out there.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

His true identity. The fact that she dragged him all the way across space and time to return as her Servant, that’s just bloody fate at work.

The fact that he keeps acknowledging she’s a strong Master despite his later conduct in UBW.

Archer is ridiculously crass and Rin is easily riled up. In the Fifth Holy Grail War, they had the best Master-Servant relationship period. They have this explosive chemistry that just works so well.

When he smiles at her at the end of the route, and you just know that Tohsaka’s gonna be stubborn enough to make sure Shirou doesn’t end up going down the exact same path.

I think it’s sweet that he ends up going along with her whims because he secretly likes housework.

THE PRINCESS CARRY/ CATCH. MAN OH MAN.

Unlike the previous ship mentioned here, these two actually stand on equal ground with each other.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I don't think it's exactly an unpopular opinion, but I think they really ought to have more official content y'know? Rin is important in every route, and Archer's the actual climax of UBW and also entirely significant across three routes.

Medusa x Sakura - Don't ship it

Why don't you ship it?

Because while journeying through the routes, I always saw Rider as more of a best friend/sort of motherly figure to Sakura.

Or that Rider fulfilled the kind of relationship that she wanted to have with Rin, while Sakura unknowingly filled the void Medusa's sisters left in her life. I thought she was more of a guardian angel really, not a romantic interest. Kind of like how Heracles was to Illya.

What would have made you like it?

If I could maybe forget about the threesome with Shirou and the implied romantic feelings Rider has for him in Ataraxia that would be great.

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

Sakura deserves all the happiness in the world and I really do believe that Rider could fulfill that.

This ship DEFINITELY DEFINITELYYYYYY NEEDS MORE CONTENT

Diarmuid x Cú - Ship it

What made you ship it?

oooh this probably sounds surprising since based on my content you'd think, no i dont ship this BUT I DOOOOOOO (i just happen to hc them as bros more often)

Honestly what did make me ship it is the parallels.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

IMO They have the biggest potential for hurt/comfort amongst all the ships mentioned here.

They can help each other get through their trauma. Their whole relationship would be extremely healing and supportive.

I love that Diarmuid seems to have idolized Cú Chulainn at some point and honestly who wouldn't be honored to stand beside him, no?

They could be up to the funniest shenanigans because Cú is chaos and Diarmuid would absolutely be an enabler because when he isn't angst-ing he's super damn chill.

Bros being bros hahahah...unless?

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Not really. Maybe that I think Lancer Diar and Cascu would get along better and Saber Diar and Lancer Cu would also get along better but honestly any form is good this ship is good

#akampana asks #bedivere #arturia pendragon #artoria pendragon #irisviel von einzbern #emiya Shirou #archer #rin #tohsaka rin #Medusa #sakura #sakura matou #diarmuid ua duibhne #cu chulainn #long post

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existingispetty · 2 years ago

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Hi! I was wondering if I could get a Tokyo revengers and haikyuu matchup? Thank you🖤🖤

She/her

Male preference

Gemini Sun scorpio moon Virgo rising

Personality: INTJ 3w4. I tend to act very arrogant and cocky as a defense mechanism. I don't like being vulnerable with people because it's not their job to worry about my problems. I come across very calm and collected and people rely on me for advice but can't let myself depend on anyone. I'm really analytical and am good at finding loopholes and working around problems under pressure. I'm not good with emotional support and can come across a little cold because of that. Under everything I think I'm very kind but feel like I burden people with my presence a lot of times. I'm a very eye for an eye perso and the way I treat people entirely depends on how they treat me. I'm not that expressive (outwardly at least because I'm actually really emotional I just hide it well) and have a hard time relaxing or enjoying things because I've been conditioned to always consider how it will look on mine and my family's reputation. I'm a perfectionist and hold myself to very high standards. I look intimidating but I'm actually just socially awkward and suck at small talk (because it seems kind of pointless to me). I also have a short temper but there's only certain specific people that can get me to actually lose my patience and explode. I don't cry or break down in front of people and people usually think I'm perfectly fine. I constantly chase perfection for myself and try to be the most idealized version of myself. I tend to act completely different in different situations because I know what personality is going to get me the best results and praise. It's exhausting but I'd be worse off if I didn't hold myself to these standards. In order for me to like or fall in love with someone I first have to actually have a certain level of respect for them which must be earned. In the “get to know" stage I subtly test the person a lot to see how they react or respond to certain things. It's like a test they don't know is happening but that will determine if our relationship is gonna go further. My love language is giving gifts but I'm not sure what my love language to receive is.

Hobbies/Likes: I love fashion and I've been a model since I was 14, I used to do pageants as a kid. I’ve also designed some of my own stuff and had a fashion show but I realized I was more into music than being a designer. I make my own music and music is probably the thing I love the most. It's really what I use to process the world so music is definitely the way to my heart. I can't play any instruments but I can sing and do digital music production. (I've always wanted to be in a rock band). I'm a good artist but I don't like doing it on a deadline (I took an AP art class back in high school and didn't draw for 2 years after it cuz I hated being forced to draw. It's like when something you like becomes a chore). I've gotten back into drawing recently tho. I've also been doing martial arts since I was 7 + fencing. I'm good at chess and poker and made money from playing/betting on games when I was younger. I also love reading and I’m a good writer.

Dislikes: Misogyny (when people especially men undermine my intelligence and experience and end up making a mistake I warned them about only to listen when another man repeats the same thing l've been saying since the beginning), big egos with nothing to back it up, people who can't keep up with me (I wouldn't want to be in a relationship with someone whose hand I have to hold all the time. They need to be on the same level/wavelength as me and not drag me down), being a coward and not standing up for your own beliefs/motives, people that are way too nice (whoever I end up with has to have a mean streak because it shows they are able to take action when needed), being self absorbed and not considering the consequences of your actions. People who have a moral superiority complex that think they're better than me for not wanting to break rules to get what they want. People who can't take responsibility for what they do (Everything I do is on purpose so even if it's a bad thing I'll admit to it because whatever happens as a result is no one's problem but my own). Although I will say there's sometimes an exception to these things depending on the person and situation. Personality wise I do not get along with ESFPS and INTPS. In my experience I find ESFPS too self absorbed and frankly just loud and annoying and INTPS seem so fearful no matter how much adobe I try to give they never take action. It's disappointing. A lot of INTPS I know also have that moral superiority complex that I mentioned.

Hello! Thank you very much for the ask but, I would like to mention that you already requested for a Tokyo Revengers matchup! Therefore I did haikyuu and not Tokyo Revengers. I do hope you enjoy it and have a good day/night!

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Your matchup is…(insert anti-climactic drum roll*)

Toru Oikawa

Both you and him have quite the similar morals and reasoning. Oikawa is very insecure about all his faults yet, he hides it underneath this confident mask. Oikawa isn’t big on people seeing the true him so he hates spilling emotions to others. Oikawa would be shock and very unhelpful if you were to spill out your troubles to him. I wouldn’t expect Oikawa to ask you for advice much to the the podium he has placed himself on. Oikawa may not praise rivals much but, those that are close to him get praised quite well actually.Oikawa is almost too expensive at times but he is constantly around those that don’t express emotions in the most normal of ways. Oikawa does constantly charm people around him both through smarts and looks. High standards? Oikawa can most definitely relate. Oikawa is especially good at interacting with those that struggle to make conversation since he talk so much. Oikawa would defiantly notice you have a short temper therefore he would definitely be more well behaved around you. Oikawa is always worried for your well being but he always disregards his own when worrying over you. Oikawa is very patient when he actually finds someone that catches his eye. Oikawa may receive plenty of gifts from Fangirl but your gifts mean so much more to him.

Oikawa models from time to time due to his volleyball steer. Oikawa may be a little critical but he still loves to listen and give some of his opinion of his music. Oikawa can play many instruments found in an orchestra but he can also play a bit of drums and guitar. Oikawa loves to make very petty bets with any person that will agree. Oikawa has learned through experience that woman are just as capable as men. Oikawas ego is very limited to people that doubt him and his abilities. Oikawa does sound like a pretty terrible guy on paper but once you get closer to him the ego talk and bragging goes down by a whole 99%.

#matchup #haikyuu!!#haikyuu matchups

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years ago

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Janis & Grace

Janis: What's this I hear about a bitch fight, like? Grace: ugh can you NOT please Janis: Is it true though Grace: it wasn't a fight okay I just lost my chill like Grace: moving on Janis: 💔 Janis: shame Janis: what happened then Grace: I don't wanna talk about it Janis: I mean I'd ask her but she ain't responding either Janis: very unlike Mia Grace: I didn't hit her that hard but sure Grace: she'll be watching a tutorial for like fake bruises or whatever obvs Grace: make me look worse Janis: again, gutted Janis: but seriously Janis: why'd you finally lose it with the bitch Grace: ask Pablo Janis: ? Janis: what's he got to do with it Grace: while you were getting with barista boy on the school trip they were also hooking up at some party Janis: no way Janis: what the fuck Grace: he didn't even try & deny it Grace: I literally can't with either of them Janis: Jesus Janis: kinda wish I didn't know now Janis: 🤢 Grace: UM yeah same Grace: but she just had to tell me cos I was dealing with a lot that wasn't about her Janis: well yeah Janis: sitting on that one 'til the best time Janis: cow Janis: should've hit her hard, I'd have shown you Grace: I'm not trying to get sued babes Grace: & it wasn't like I decided to hit her or anything Janis: wouldn't waste a court's time with that shite Janis: daddy not trying to get done for wasting resources really Janis: did think Pablo had better taste, tbh Janis: well, not really but you know Grace: Ew don't call him daddy Grace: I can't even be angry right Grace: I should've just kept crying like I always do Janis: Come on Janis: smacking her ones the best thing you ever did Janis: felt good, yeah? Grace: you'd have done it better Janis: still can, like Janis: have to be a decent apology for that Janis: 💰💰💰 at least Grace: if you do, vlog it & send me the footage Grace: I can't be here Grace: I literally have to leave Janis: where are you gonna go? Grace: idk Grace: I can't think rn Janis: You at home? Grace: obvs not they all think I'm mental there Grace: this isn't gonna help Janis: Hardly Janis: she deserved it Janis: how long do you need Janis: away, like Grace: if I'm freaking out now it'll be worse when she retaliates so ????? Grace: & when school starts Grace: OMG LITERALLY WHAT AM I GONNA DO? Janis: Calm down Janis: okay, you'll be fine Janis: contrary to her word being law in your circle, no one actually gives a fuck what she says Janis: anyway Janis: you said you have loads of shit on her, right? Grace: everyone needs to stop telling me to calm down Grace: you don't even understand Grace: she knows as much about me Grace: this is so bad Janis: exactly Janis: so if she's got any brains, she won't be spreading it Janis: if you don't move, she can't, yeah Grace: but I did Grace: I literally hit her Janis: you don't do things like that, you lot Janis: you didn't post anything about her or her and Pablo, did you Grace: I don't want anyone knowing that ever happened, why would I? Janis: see, wouldn't that be much worse Janis: to her Janis: how you lot operate Janis: she'll make up some story about why you hit her, if she chooses to go for that angle Janis: but she knows you've got all the real shit if she's gonna try anything else Janis: stalemate Grace: Yeah, I guess Janis: I'm sure Janis: school'll be fine Grace: UM how?? it's already rubbish & now I've got no one Janis: join the club Janis: just show up, do your lessons Janis: go town on your lunch break Janis: easy Grace: You've got your bf Grace: don't do him like that Janis: I didn't before, did I Janis: never mind just last term Grace: you didn't want one before Janis: no lad at that school, maybe Grace: I'm gonna have to get one now Grace: ugh Grace: 🙏🙏 there's some party tonight or something Janis: how's that the solution Grace: to not being alone? well duh Grace: who's single rn? 🤔🤔🤔 Janis: 🙄 honestly Grace Grace: excuse you Grace: I'm trying to be pro-active here Janis: you've lost your friend not girlfriend Janis: that's what you should be aiming for Grace: she was my friend for like 10 years, most of my relationships don't last 10 days Grace: I obvs can't just find a new bestie Janis: you can try Janis: that's what you want Janis: what boyfriend has ever been good company Grace: yeah cos she was so good for me Grace: 🙄🙄🙄 Janis: not the kind of good I meant Janis: a lad ain't gonna chat about reality telly with you and reapply lippy in the loos Grace: a gay one maybe Janis: if you want a gay bff you go for it Janis: bit problematic but sure we can let it slide Grace: all I actually need is someone whose arm I can be on in the halls & whatever Grace: boys are easy to get Grace: easier than friends anyway Janis: alright Janis: if you say so Grace: duh then I can say I dumped my friends for my man Janis: well they are your friends Janis: so they'll know you haven't Grace: no-one else will tho Janis: I'm not sure anyone else will be too concerned Grace: rude Janis: why? Janis: it's the truth Janis: not like the entire school is on the edge of their seat every time you two fall out Grace: obvs they are too busy watching you & your boy Grace: that doesn't make me utterly irrelevant thank you Janis: why are you getting offended Janis: it's not a performance Janis: just do what you want Grace: Oh sure Grace: I told you idk how to be different Janis: it's a good chance Janis: you've got a couple of days Janis: don't be rash, like Grace: I'm so not ready to just like overhaul my life excuse me Janis: it's shit, right Janis: what do you actually have to lose Grace: I told you on that school trip, if I try & I'm still the worst, what then? Janis: go back to faking it with vigor Janis: no one will know, like Grace: I will Grace: & you since it's your suggestion Janis: who am I telling Janis: not even a good secret Grace: ugh Grace: I'm freaking out, I can't commit to anything if it's not a detox, babes Grace: & even then Janis: boyfriend probably ain't the one then Janis: it's what Janis: 7 weeks if you wanna survive the first term Janis: maybe more? Grace: OMG don't Janis: Hell that's only half term, even Janis: then that'll end and it's more drama Janis: don't need that Grace: that's like 7 boys I need to find Janis: you can't just line 'em all up Grace: tragically Janis: could always transfer Grace: do you think mum and dad will let me? Janis: I wasn't being serious but they probably would Janis: just say Mias shoved your head down the bog Grace: EW Grace: did work for Nancy though so Grace: devastated I can't go to Chelsea Janis: mm did it Janis: she did try to fuck her special ed teacher Grace: Oh yeah Grace: & she wasn't even cute Grace: awks Janis: 🙄 Janis: and her twin has ended up inbreeding so don't reckon much to his fine education tbh Grace: Maybe I should hook up with Mia's dad Janis: don't be grim Grace: He's not hot but he is rich Janis: only relevant if you marry him Janis: and her mum is still very much alive and you'd have to last a while to be written in Janis: if ever Grace: I probably look too young for him to be 😍😍😍 anyway Grace: I'll hit him up post surgery if I'm still bitter Janis: you know people have surgery to look younger Janis: what kind of surgeon you found that's gonna make you a grandma Grace: 😂😂 Janis: I mean you will anyway Janis: your desired aesthetic ends up looking Donatella Versace when the filler starts to drop out Grace: gross Janis: He'll defs have a secretary he's banging, they always do Janis: just send a confession to her house and watch the fireworks, like Grace: that's a secret I already know, babes Grace: Mia caught him forever ago Janis: awh Janis: she does have a 💘 Grace: she has an even bigger allowance cos of too Janis: 'course Janis: got that to look forward to, Venus Janis: pretend to be her and tell then, even more trouble Grace: Do you want me to change or not? Janis: no one said you need to be a nun about it Janis: and if you ain't up for round 2 Grace: Yeah okay Janis: Seriously Janis: you don't need to worry Grace: it's fine for you, you don't care what anyone says or thinks or does Janis: yeah Janis: well she's a cunt Janis: why let her get to you Grace: it's not like I want her to Grace: she just does Janis: had 10 years to perfect it, I guess Grace: mhmmm Janis: don't mean you need another 10 Janis: fake that it doesn't get to you, like you said Grace: idk if I even can but sure Janis: why not Janis: you fake everything else, right Grace: & everyone's seeing through it rn Janis: doesn't have to be a bad thing Grace: Pablo called me mental & he got with Mia Janis: Pablo calls everyone and everything mental Janis: his vocab is lacking along with his brain, like Grace: 😂 Janis: doubt he was aiming for a soul-reaching read Janis: just a moody twat, yeah Grace: it's so okay for boys to have moods like it just makes them look hotter if anything but if a girl our age does anything she's mental Grace: is anyone in this fam calling him out for sleeping with girls at parties he says he doesn't know, no just me getting slutshamed Janis: that's misogyny, kid Janis: and I'm sure we're all very disappointed with him for it, like Janis: but as you said, everyone's seeing through you rn so Grace: my feet hurt I can't even run away Grace: I'm putting my coffee cup on the ground & giving up Grace: throw some euros in it if you come this way Janis: if you come here you can earn 'em and think about something else for a bit Grace: ?? Janis: we wanna go out Janis: the kid already knows you so come watch him for a few hours, yeah Janis: better hiding place than wherever you've got to Grace: before I say yeah, is his sister there too? Janis: I can assure you she'll be out as soon as she gets the chance Grace: Okay Janis: she's like Gus' age Janis: she can take care of herself Grace: as long as that's the only way she's like Gus Janis: 😏 Janis: bit rude but yeah Grace: oh come on, he's a lot Janis: 😂 and you're not Grace: that's why I can say it duh Janis: so is that a yeah or what Grace: I'm omw Janis: good stuff Grace: I need to fix my makeup first so Janis: so you'll be five hours Janis: come on Grace: Shut up Grace: I can't do it in a moving car, I'll look worse than I do now Janis: as long as you aren't rocking a 🤡 look I don't think the kid will mind Grace: you and the love of your life will still have to let me in Grace: what are you wearing? am I gonna have to be fake nice about it Janis: it's cool, he doesn't think you're nice, like Janis: told him what a bitch you are, obvs Grace: thanks babes Janis: any time 🖤 Grace: 💜 Janis: anyway, you'd be here for it Grace: Yeah? Janis: it's stupid Janis: had to dress up 'cos not fully sure where we're going so Grace: that's soooo cute Janis: alright Janis: that's enough Grace: I didn't even start Grace: so mean Janis: I know Grace: Do you want me to do your makeup? Janis: I don't think we'll have time Janis: takes an age don't it Grace: for me cos I have problem areas Grace: it wouldn't take like any time to do yours Janis: okay go on Janis: but we can't make him wait forever so it really does have to be speedy Grace: OMG really?? Grace: I promise, like 10 mins Janis: 👌 Janis: why not Grace: yay Janis: love the enthusiasm, babe Grace: Babes, if you could see me rn Grace: 🙌💜🙌 Grace: but if I get too excited I'll never get there Janis: I know it's shit Janis: but she's been shit for a long time Grace: & I know that Janis: yeah Janis: well Bobby will be happy to see you Grace: duh it's totally mutual Grace: he's a babe Janis: shame you can't take him to school 💕 Grace: he isn't a 🐶 I can't just put him in my 👜 hun Janis: think this one is too big for that and all Janis: 'less you're going really hard Grace: OMG has he got a big scary dog! 😱😱 Grace: one of my exes had one that was like Grace: so evil Janis: no Janis: it's just not a rat dog Janis: and it's nice just a bit excitable, only a puppy, like Grace: 🙏🙏 Grace: thank god Janis: just walked it so it should be chill-ish Janis: [sends pic 'cos god knows I have enough] Grace: ask him if I can steal it for school 😍 Janis: 😏 probably say yes Grace: that's so happening then Janis: you so don't need these bad influences in your life Janis: do you reckon mum used to put Ri in her school bag Grace: obvs have her strapped to the front & all her books in a backpack Grace: if I had a baby I could get away with leaving school though, I'll think about it Janis: behave Grace: I need to find the hottest boy ever first Grace: so it'd be cute Janis: shut up Janis: anyway Janis: don't always work Janis: look at Drew and Ro's kid Janis: weird looking thing, they're both attractive enough Grace: is she though? Janis: thought you'd tell me off for being mean Janis: she could be, if she wasn't dying, like Grace: never seen her when she wasn't so it's too hard to tell Janis: 💔 Janis: must be Mia's GP Janis: doling out the advice Grace: I'll book myself in ASAP Janis: like you said Janis: not a look, is it Grace: neither's this Grace: whatever I don't have the commitment Grace: stopped making myself throw up forever ago Janis: did you? Grace: it's like really hard to do Grace: someone should PSA that Janis: along with all the reasons not to, yeah Janis: reckon there's been a couple of films and docs on it Grace: it has its upsides too obvs, how I get any lads to date me Janis: you can shut up now Janis: didn't need to hear about Pablo jumping Mia's bones Janis: don't need to hear about you Grace: you just wanna hear about my bulimic past instead Grace: 🙄🙄 Janis: um I didn't ask you about that either Grace: you literally just did Grace: but fine Janis: what did you want me to say Grace: whatever I don't need an intervention for that so Janis: alright Grace: where's his dad? He's not gonna like come back & freak out that I'm watching his kid, like who am I, is he? Janis: nah he's on a date of his own Janis: if he came back early, just give me a call, like Grace: Gross Grace: 👌👌 Janis: he is Grace: I bet he's hot though, son like that Janis: old men are so not your thing Janis: don't need to go down that route, tah Janis: and he's not Janis: like he could've been but he's well past it Grace: tragic Grace: I wonder if his mum is pretty Grace: they could've been like couple goals forever ago Janis: long as you keep your speculating to yourself Grace: obvs I'm not that stupid Grace: or mean Janis: just saying Janis: it is really messed up Janis: wonder where she is Grace: did he tell you anything? Janis: they don't know anything Grace: Oh Grace: poor Bobby Janis: I know Janis: still Janis: Jim looks after him really well Grace: yeah he talked about him like non-stop at the fair Grace: it's nice that they have each other Janis: it is Janis: hard for him sometimes though Grace: obvs he can't just do whatever he wants Grace: unless I'm babysitting Janis: and with his job Janis: we're spoilt brats, like Grace: maybe I'll get one Grace: keep me busy Janis: I'd like one Janis: but I'd definitely throw coffee over people like you so Janis: gotta think Grace: rude but v true Grace: there's like lots of stuff at the sports centre you could do Janis: 😏 Janis: yeah maybe Janis: not the worst idea Grace: I'm mostly fake stupid Janis: leave that off the job applications Grace: idk what I'd even apply for anyway so Janis: you could do anything retail Grace: they want girls who look good in the clothes Janis: you do, you daft cow Grace: on like 1 day out of 7 Grace: I can't maintain that much gym time Janis: 🙄 Janis: alright, you could be a teasgirl in a salon or something Grace: maybe but lots of girls wanna do that Janis: yeah but every job gets more applicants than it needs Janis: worth a shot, if you wanna Grace: sure Janis: work on your resume later though, yeah Janis: on the clock here Grace: I'll make dad do it Janis: hasn't he got catering to be planning Grace: okay fine mum then Janis: surely she has a lovely big 👒 to buy Grace: yeah but we'll fit it around the shopping trips duh Janis: 🙄 Janis: gross Grace: you don't have to come, babes Janis: made it pretty clear I won't be Grace: yeah Janis: you know anyone who'd want some meth, like Grace: that's not funny thank you Janis: it ain't Janis: made a right dent in my back pocket, like Grace: so you better start job hunting Janis: I'll find a buyer Grace: Janis Janis: what Grace: you can't sell drugs Janis: not gonna make it my career Grace: just throw it away Grace: it's freaking me out that you even still have it Janis: not gonna waste it Janis: it's fine Grace: OMG how is it fine??! Grace: you could get murdered Janis: not for this much Janis: didn't go that crazy Grace: people get killed for their phones Janis: alright after school special Janis: worry 'bout yourself then, never off yours, you'd be fucked Grace: excuse me for not wanting you dead Grace: & I dropped mine so it is Janis: unlucky Janis: excuse to say you've lost all their numbers though Grace: that was obvs my plan not just a clumsy bitch 🙄🙄 Janis: 👌 Janis: less believeable than you getting a boy to stick for 7 weeks but we'll roll with it Grace: UM rude Grace: it's 7 boys, lasting a week Janis: 😏 7 dickheads for the price of 1, whatever Grace: even I can keep a boy for a week Janis: the real questions Grace: it's not a q, I can Janis: LOL Grace: stop being a bitch & let me in Janis: finally Grace: ILY too babes Janis: yeah yeah Grace: & you're so welcome 💜 Janis: shut up I'm coming as fast as I can alright Grace: it's literally raining btw Janis: let's hope dickhead ain't planned a picnic Grace: 😂😂 Grace: 💔

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Hi I wanted to send in my info for a romantic matchup for Tokyo revengers and moriarty the patriot. I have a male preference.

Personality: I tend to act very arrogant and cocky as a defense mechanism. I don't like being vulnerable with people because it's not their job to worry about my problems. I come across very calm and collected and people rely on me for advice but can't let myself depend on anyone. I'm really analytical and am good at finding loopholes and working around problems under pressure. I'm not good with emotional support and can come across a little cold because of that. Under everything I think I'm very kind but feel like I burden people with my presence a lot of times. I'm a very eye for an eye perso and the way I treat people entirely depends on how they treat me. I'm not that expressive (outwardly at least because I'm actually really emotional I just hide it well) and have a hard time relaxing or enjoying things because I've been conditioned to always consider how it will look on mine and my family's reputation. I'm a perfectionist and hold myself to very high standards. I look intimidating but I'm actually just socially awkward and suck at small talk (because it seems kind of pointless to me). I also have a short temper but there's only certain specific people that can get me to actually lose my patience and explode. I don't cry or break down in front of people and people usually think I'm perfectly fine. I constantly chase perfection for myself and try to be the most idealized version of myself. I tend to act completely different in different situations because I know what personality is going to get me the best results and praise. It's exhausting but I'd be worse off if I didn't hold myself to these standards. In order for me to like or fall in love with someone I first have to actually have a certain level of respect for them which must be earned. In the “get to know" stage I subtly test the person a lot to see how they react or respond to certain things. It's like a test they don't know his happening but that will determine if our relationship is gonna go further. My love language is giving gifts but I'm not sure what my love language to receive is. Some negative traits are I try to handle everything alone, I have a big ego, and and I can be kind of mean. If I’m really invested in a competition all bets are off and I will literally do whatever I have to do to win because I believe things don’t just happen within the bounds of the rules. If I’m smart enough to bend the situation in my favor it’s fair game. Whoever I’m with is just gonna have to be able to handle that tho because even though they’re objectively negative traits, the only thing I see as negative is things that make me feel weak. I know my limits but under no circumstances can I appear weak. That feels like the worst possible thing that can happen to me. I’d rather be hated than be weak.

Hobbies/Likes: I love fashion and I've been a model since I was 14, I used to do pageants as a kid, I make my own music and music is probably the thing I love the most. It's really what I use to process the world so music is definitely the way to my heart. I can't play any instruments but I can sing and do digital music production. (I've always wanted to be in a rock band) I'm a good artist but I don't like doing it on a deadline (I took an AP art class back in high school and didn't draw for 2 years after it cuz I hated being forced to draw. It's like when something you like becomes a chore) I've gotten back into drawing recently tho. I've also been doing martial arts since I was 7 + fencing. I'm good at chess and poker and made money from playing/betting on games when I was younger. I also love reading.

Dislikes: Misogyny (when people especially men undermine my intelligence and experience and end up making a mistake I warned them about only to listen when another man repeats the same thing l've been saying since the beginning), big egos with nothing to back it up, people who can't keep up with me (I wouldn't want to be in a relationship with someone whose hand I have to hold all the time. They need to be on the same level/wavelength as me and not drag me down), being a coward and not standing up for your own beliefs/motives, people that are way too nice (whoever I end up with has to have a mean streak because it shows they are able to take action when needed), being self absorbed and not considering the consequences of your actions. People who have a moral superiority complex that think they're better than me for not wanting to break rules to get what they want. People who can't take responsibility for what they do (Everything I do is on purpose so even if it's a bad thing I'll admit to it because whatever happens as a result is no one's problem but my own). Although I will say there's sometimes an exception to these things depending on the person and situation.

Hello lovely! I hope you like your matchups!

Tokyo Revengers Matchup: I pair you with… Ryuguji Ken!

So Draken can also be kind of arrogant and cocky, but it’s more of a front because he doesn’t want to be hurt, and also, he has a gang to help run. You can’t show weakness in a gang, or else you’ll be absolutely destroyed. But slowly, as the two of you get to know each other, the walls come down, and Draken exposes his vulnerabilities to you. Not like in an “I need emotional support” kind of way but in an “I trust you a lot” kind of way.

Draken helps you loosen up! He grew up looking after himself and the women in the brothel he was raised in, so he doesn’t really care about a reputation. Only that his gang is number one and that you are safe and happy. That’s all he really cares about.

He earns your respect by actually saving you from a rival gang when you accidentally wandered in on things you weren’t supposed to see. You were holding your own just fine until it got to be too much, and Draken stepped in when he saw what was happening. You two were just friends at that point, but it wasn’t long after that you started dating.

Draken thinks it’s so freaking cool that you’re a model! He likes to surprise you with some clothes he thinks you’ll enjoy when he has the money to do so. His favorite, though, is when you wear his black and white jacket. It absolutely drowns you (or it doesn’t, idk how tall you are), and he thinks you look absolutely adorable in it.

Moriarty the Patriot Matchup: I pair you with… William James Moriarty!

William sees through your defense mechanisms immediately (like the arrogant, bombastic person he is) but doesn’t do much with the information unless he really needs to. So while he met you at the school he teaches at (you are a teacher’s assistant), he doesn’t actually get to know you until you accidentally foil one of his plans to kill a corrupt noble.

He greatly admires your ability to work under pressure and your ability to find loopholes! This makes you one of William’s closest confidants, and he comes to you for help at times when he just can’t seem to figure out a way to do this or that. He also doesn’t need a whole lot of emotional support help, so you’re good in that department, lol. Your eye-for-an-eye type of personality fits right in with the Moriarty and Co. group!

A fellow perfectionist, the two of you produce astounding results in anything you do, and you are greatly admired for that. But that can get tiring after a while, so the two of you learn very quickly how to help each other relax and know that it is indeed okay to make mistakes. The two of you are also alike in that when it comes to competition or something you want, all restraints are gone, and all bets are off. Both of you listen to a lot of music in your free time and could be considered dates. I’m also pretty sure William can play the piano, so he plays for you a LOT if you’d like him too! It’s a way for him to relax and unwind, and he’s partial to Chopin or Beethoven! He admires your love of fashion, and you two are literally the best-dressed couple I have ever seen. You also both spar with martial arts together and fence (you’re teaching him since he’s never learned how, but he picks things up quickly), so that could also be considered dates! ALSO! Chess dates! Poker dates! The two of you absolutely wipe the ground with anyone you play against (Moran cries, lmao) and have the potential to win a boatload of money if you so wished.

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