#IM LOOKING AT ALL YALL FUCKING FANFIC AUTHORS

[sing-me-under]

*stands at the top of a stage with a megaphone *

LET BATMAN HAVE FRIENDS.

[bitchlessdino]

scream your heart out (m)

🔪pairing: fem!reader x seventeen (???) 🔪genre: horror, slasher, smut 🔪tags: DISCLAIMIER!!! MAY NOT SUIT MOST AUDIENCES, Graphic sexual and violent imagery color coded in pink, abrupt changes in text color, features/mentions members (Chan, Seungkwan, Wonwoo, Minghao, Seungcheol, Seokmin, Junhui, Soonyoung, Joshua), established relationships, scream au!seventeen, Hybristophilia, erotophonophilia, homicidophilia, graphic images, mention panic attacks, smoking, mentions disfigurement of faces, severed body parts, knives, guns, threatening phone calls, face masks (horror), knife wielding, blood, gore, death/murder, knife play, bloody handjobs, cum mixing with blood, consensual sex but nonconsensual murder, HONESTLY SOME REALLY FUCKED UP SHIT AND IM SORRY BUT YALL SHOULD BE READING THE WARNINGS, sexual innuendos, kitchen sex, daddy kink, unprotected sex, cream pies, cuck! (??) member, voyeurism, exhibitionism, breeding kink, PLS LET ME KNOW IF IM MISSING ANYTHING PLS 🔪word count: 6.8k 🔪summary: you and your friends get caught up in a classic horror slasher movie, only it's in real life. Now you're off to fend for yourselves in Seungcheol's million dollar home. The question is, did you keep them out, or did you just lock them in? 🔪author note: thank you @multi-kpop-fanfics and @wonwussy for beta reading for me <3. here's some of their notes “I’m scratching my face to not fucking scream” “WELL SHIT BRO WHAT THE FUCK” -Zeta “It definitely does capture that slasher essence” -SJ this was so fun yet mind numbing to write but this is way more extreme than anything I’ve ever written like I lost a lot of sanity writing this. FR one of the most fucked up things I’ve ever written. I hope it was worth it. ENJOY EVERYONE and even tho it came out late HAPPY HALLOWEEN

Ever since the murders over a week ago, everyone in town has been on edge. All including the individuals most closely involved.

You had lost three core members of your eight. 

Joshua, someone you’ve known since grade school who was sliced open from the back before being stabbed 8 times to the point of excessive bleeding. He had just gone out to walk his dog, the poor creature being the only reason they found his body at all. If not for the dog’s bloody paws, and the trail of blood they left behind finding help, Joshua’s cadaver would’ve lost deep in the woods.

And then Chan, your long-time boyfriend, was stabbed fifteen times in the chest. His face was so disfigured from obvious violence and what looked to be burn scars, that he was practically unrecognizable if not for the fact he died in his own home. Police are still looking for his severed arms and legs to this day with no luck.

And finally, Seungkwan, who hadn’t died but lost to the paranoia festering in his blood like a disease. That caused him to take the train to the furthest destination possible to attempt to escape death if at all possible, leaving the rest of you with only the reassuring texts he left in his wake.

All that was left was you, Seokmin, Seungcheol, Minghao, and Wonwoo; the core five.

“Okay, absolutely no one is leaving this house for the time being. Until the psycho is caught behind bars, dead, or whatever the fuck! We’re safe here.”

Seungcheol, the eldest, did just as expected: contacted the rest of you into a personal prison. Luckily, he was loaded. The prison happened to be six thousand square feet of space with countless rooms, amenities, and a housekeeper to boot. From the looks of it, it’s paradise, but it’s definitely a prison.

“Holy shit, you have an indoor basketball court?”

A prison with an indoor basketball court. And a pool apparently.

Seokmin wasted no time to enjoy these features, breaking out of his clothes and cannonballing in his underwear. If you knew any better, Seokmin didn’t even look like he went through any trauma at all. It looked like every other day for him.

“There's a murderer and you’re doing butterfly strokes?” You asked, baffled.

The golden man scoffed, reaching the edge of the pool and resting against it with his forearms. “What am I gonna do? Wallow, crying to my mom, worrying about dying, and not taking advantage of this gorgeous mansion we’re staying in?”

“Thank you, Seokmin,” Seungcheol grinned.

Seokmin winked back at him, “Of course, daddy.”

“How are you both so unserious about all this?”

Wonwoo left a kind hand against your shoulder, looking back at you with warm eyes and a small smile. “They’re grieving. Just in their own way.”

You sighed, crossing your arms. “They’re being ridiculous. We shouldn’t be here. We need to be at the police station or something.”

“You were there when I got the call. The creepy voice said no police or you all die. Remember?”

You shuddered, hands over your sides to relieve your chilled skin. “Of course I do, but we’re sitting ducks here. This isn’t any better. We need protection.”

It was Seungcheol’s turn to scoff then. He strutted in front of you, flaunting his wing span before flexing his arms and then crossing them over his chest. “Well, you have me.”

“And me,” Seokmin joined. “Pure muscle right here.”

“Maybe pure laughing gas, not sure about muscle. We’re actually living in a horror movie right now and you’re all making jokes.”

“Hey,” Wonwoo stroked your head as his soothingly deep voice serenaded you, “Don’t say that. We’ll make it out of here.”

His arms come around you, forearms pressed against your collarbones, and his chin crooked over your shoulder. “You have me too. I would run through that knife before it could get to you.”

You genuinely smile for the first time being there, your hand stroking over his embrace. Wonwoo delicately kissed the temple of your forehead, reminding you what it was like to be constantly adored.

You were grateful for what he had become in your life. Wonwoo had kept you company in your time of need. In the absence of Chan. He had come to your house with whatever he thought you might need, lent you his shoulder that you could cry on, lent his ears so that he could listen, lent his body that you could heal. In more ways than one.

“You’re right. You are.” You turned to face him, wrapping your arms around his body and meeting his eyes framed in specs of hard plastic. “You’re the first person I can sacrifice if we face them head to head.”

He mused at you. “Ooh, now look who’s pulling jokes.”

“Who said I was joking?”

“You two are disgustingly cute,” Minghao commented coming through the back door. “Horror movie rules: they get killed while having sex.”

You punched the new face right in the arm, watching him scurry away to your other friends laughing.

“Not funny, Hao.”

Minghao sneers at you, a jester smile still on his face. “Ease up, princess. Wonwoo, watch your girl.”

“Only because she’s so pretty to look at,” he briefly grinned down at you before directing his attention to Minghao sternly, “but come on. We’re all a little psyched right now. Cool it with the murder talk. Alright?”

Wonwoo pulled you aside into the dining area, ignoring the careless laughter outside. His thumb stroked against your knuckles, lips pressing sweetly against your cheeks. His grin sunk deeper in his cheeks the further he made it past your jaw and then down your neck. He felt your throat vibrate against his lips. “Wonwoo…”

“I can’t have all these guys get you heated like this. That’s my job,” he teased with a rasp.

You slightly pushed him off, your arms swung over his shoulders. “You’re so ridiculous right now.”

“Anything to put that smile on your face.”

His lips reconnected with your neck, nipping at your skin. His humming sent tingles down your spine, and he took your body to press you against the side of the counter. Your hands grasped his baggy shirt, lip close to his ear, fanning your breath against his face. You smiled like a girl in love. Obsessed.  “Daddy…”

“I love it when you call me that,” he mumbled, just as love-struck, if not more. Your giggles brought out the pink on Wonwoo’s ears and cheeks while tightening the groin of his pants. You noticed immediately, cupping it in your palm, and running your finger along the seam. Your eyes skimmed over his taken expression, leaning your full weight into him. “I know there’s something else you really love.”

“Do you now?”

You nodded, your bottom lip caught between your teeth. “But do you really want to do it here? Risk getting caught?”

He leaned into your touch, allowing your fingers to take apart his pants. “Try new things right? Like you always say. Plus you’re scared. Gonna turn that fear into pleasure. Make you feel good, just what my baby deserves.”

“You're so good to me, Daddy,” you moaned.

His hand finds the hem of your shorts, pulling them down to expose yourself to the cold air. He fingered through your panties and slid two digits through your folds. He felt your breath hitch as he squeezed your clit, eliciting your soft whines. “You’re so wet down there, baby.”

“Just waiting for daddy to fuck me where anyone can find us and watch.”

Wonwoo eagerly pulled down his pants, kicking them and yours aside, but not without pocketing your underwear. He lifted you up slightly from the ground, his exposed cock hitting at your hip. “Look what you do to me.”

Your throat went dry at the sight of him, hand aching to wrap your hand around his girth and have him shoved inside you.

He didn’t let you wait a second long, and pushed in slowly inch by inch, burying himself in your pussy until he was nearly balls deep. You grasped his shoulder in a gasp, savoring the fire burning in your stomach. The girth of his cock stretched your molten walls, allowing them to melt all around his cock as he spread your legs. You writhe in his embrace, your limbs closing around his lean and toned build, already blissful from the few seconds of him being inside you.

Wonwoo’s words kissed your lips, flushed your skin, and left a permanent smile on your face. It swelled pride in his chest, better than any physical trophy would have. His hips slowly rolled against yours, letting you adjust to his size. He massaged the flesh of your side through his fingers, mentally reassuring himself you were his and his alone, but his names on your lips became more than proof.

Your hips buckled towards him in heat, matching his pace before the carnal side of him decided to fuck you like an animal. His cock then plunged sharply inside you, and then again, a whimper coming out of your lips. Your hips stuttered the harder he pounded, arching your back, you felt his hand above your ass, pushing you against him.

“Daddy…”

He lost control when it came to you, addicted—religious—the second your body came in contact with his. He loved how your fingers ran through his hair, not caring how his glasses fell off his face in the process. With drool out of the corner of his lips, he could feel the blood rush up to the surface of your skin, making him feel warm at home inside you. Throbbing, he only got harder feeling how perfectly snug you were, pricking his clammy skin with goosebumps as he bottomed out.

“You’re sopping, precious,” he murmured with a sly grin.

He had you begging, flustered, and beautiful. Your hand clasped his face as your other arm looped around his neck, swallowing his lips, anxious and thirsty for his breath. You craved every part of him viscerally. “Cum in me, daddy. Please…”

He scoffed, lips ghosting over yours. “Will you take every bit of daddy’s cum, hmm? Hold my cum inside you.”

You nodded gingerly. “Yes, yes. I promise, daddy. Give it to me please, I want you to spill your cum inside me and make me yours…”

“Hold on to me.”

You obliged, met with the hot stream of his climax, yours quick to follow. He embraced your sides, devouring your lips and muffling your whines. His loads pumped into you in erratic thrusts, fucking his cum back into you and making sure you drained him of every ounce. His fingers dug into your flesh, feeling you just come apart for him, undoing the tension that festered earlier.

But that tension was needed. It was necessary to survive. Everyone let themselves forget the current predicament, basking in the glow of the sunset until dinner time arrived. Despite the housekeeper that supposedly exists, she hadn’t been around since all of you stepped foot in the house, like a ghost presence. Seungcheol scrambled to find her—reminding you of his peculiar obsession with the woman—as he wondered when dinner would be ready since a rise in temperature or a savory scent couldn’t be found in the kitchen.

“That’s strange. She’d be finished with a whole chicken by now,” the homeowner commented, noticeably picking his nails.

“Aww,” Seokmin groaned, “Well, is there anything else to eat?”

“I mean…you can look around.”

You narrowed your eyes at him in disbelief. “This is your house. You don’t know what you have in your own house?”

“You try navigating a five-story home with countless cabinets!”

“Buy a smaller house, you prick!”

“Guys!” Minghao chimed in. “Breathe in…and out. We’ll just find food. Seungcheol, your maid, your house, your search. She’s probably fine.”

Your hands slammed against those pristine marble counters. “We are NOT splitting up right now. This is what the killer wants. She’s probably already dead and we’re fucked.”

Wonwoo came to your side, laying a cool calm over your shoulder, and rubbed your sides. You let yourself melt in his touch, his sweet voice soothing you effectively. 

Seokmin sat up from his stool, “Okay, okay. I will help Seungcheol and you guys stick together.”

“That’s still splitting up!”

“Better than alone.” Seungcheol rebutted. “You guys stay.”

Despite your protests, they went on their search. Your head banged against Wonwoo’s chest, muttering in anguish about how everything was going wrong and that it’d only get worse. Meanwhile, Minghao seemed to regain some of that tension but masked the fear with the bright light of his phone, scrolling through TikTok. You didn’t know what was more annoying, sensation of imminent death possibly behind any door, or the same five songs replaying on Minghao’s feed.

After 15 minutes when they were nowhere to be seen, your patience had run thin. You picked yourself up from Wonwoo’s lap and dusted yourself off. “Fuck this. We’re finding them.”

You felt his hand on your shoulder, a concerned glow in his gaze. “Babe, hey. They’ve got it. Trust them.”

“Wonwoo, you know I can’t do that. Let’s just find them, hmm? Together?”

“Not a bad idea,” Minghao agreed. “Better in groups right? We go together, eliminate us as any potential suspects.”

Your boyfriend sighed, collected your hand, and laced his fingers through yours. “Fine.”

You were all joined together by the hip, making sure you were each other's sights. Through the wider than wingspan hallways, past the ridiculously expensive sculptures, you kept your eyes out for your estranged friends. Silence couldn’t have been more loud in these cavernous spaces, only hearing the gut feelings in your stomachs that’s churned in trepidation. Every step taken was the group closing in on the killer. 

Fortitude meant nothing if the danger was already inside.

Before turning around the corner, Minghao—reluctant to lead the group—crashed into a human-sized obstacle, causing the stumble of your entire party. You all faced a wide-eyed Seungcheol with the missing young housekeeper walking hand in hand with him. Suspicious, but besides the point.

“Holy shit, we said we’d come back!”

“It’s been 20 minutes, Cheol! You guys could’ve been dead for all we know.” You retorted.

“Wait, where’s Seokmin?” Wonwoo asked, noticing he didn’t see him nearby.

“He went ahead. He needed to piss or something and meet up later.”

“You idiot.” Your eyes burned a frustrated rage. “I said don't split up. DON’T SPLIT UP! That’s the number one rule of horror movies. You’re going get us fucking killed. He could be the murderer for all we know.”

Seungcheol scoffed, shaking his head. “Seokmin? No way. He’s the last person to even think to do that.”

“Well, do you see him? No! Probably he’s off someone being Ghostface reject with his stupid little voice modulator and cheap party city costume.”

“I told you—“ Before he could finish, his phone went off in the nick of time. When he pulled it out to saw Seokmin’s caller ID on display and the owner of the device wouldn’t help but smile. “See the bastard is even calling.”

He picked up and put him on speaker, eyeing you cheekily, amped to prove you wrong. “Seok, you little shit. How long does it take to piss, huh? Just say you wanted to take a dump.”

“Oh yeah, I took the shittiest, stinkiest, fattest dump. You could probably smell all the way from the other end of the hall.”

Instead of Seokmin on the other line, all of you were met with the eerie voice that had called you multiple times before. The voice that felt like spiders crawling up your legs. The voice that had you second guess whether you locked the front and the back door. The voice whose owner had killed countless people already. 

Seungcheol held the phone in a vice grip swallowing, fear stilling in his unsteady eyes. “You—Where the fuck is Seokmin, you son of a bitch?”

The morphed voice on the other end laughed, sounding bone chilling as nails against a blackboard. “What’s to say? Why don’t we play a little game to find out?”

“Mother fu—“You grabbed the phone from Seungcheol to answer in his place, cutting the older man off. “Why go through with this?”

“Why, I just want to help you find your beloved friend. All out of the kindness of my heart.”

“If it was all kindness, you could tell us where he is.”

“Where’s the fun in that?”

“Psycho,” Minghao muttered under his breath, eyes wide in shock and fear, as if registering the idea of death for the first time.

“And if we refuse?” Wonwoo interjected.

“Seokmin dies, rock for brains,” Seungcheol gritted.

“Ding, ding, ding. Or should I say, chop, chop, chop, since that’s what'll happen if you get any of my questions wrong.”

You scoffed, coming down the stairs with your friends to follow. “Have at it then, you freak.”

“Hey, hey, play nice. Maybe I’ll get too excited and decide to cut him up early.”

Seungcheol glared at you briefly before taking back the phone, storming down the stairs, and reaching the ground floor. “Ask away, as long as Seokmin is safe.”

“First an easy one. What’s your favorite scary movie, Seungcheol?”

His feet stopped at the end of the couch in his living room, stammering to answer. “What kind of fucking question—uh, The Ring?”

“Don’t lie to your friends, Seungcheol. You know that’s not the answer, that’s just what you say to anyone that asks. Say the real answer.”

“That’s the movie though!” he started to shout, visibly shaking.

“Just say it, Cheol!” Minghao pushed.

“Stop playing around Choi Seungcheol! Just say it,” You joined.

“Fine!” He faced the friends, evidently swallowing his pride as he choked up on his answer. “I never watched a goddamn scary movie! Is that what you want to hear? I get panic attacks every time I hear one in the background, why do you I’m always going off smoking when you guys put one on,” he confessed through his tears.

“Congratulations. Your first right answer. Now was that so hard? Pussy boy?”

“Fuck you,” Seungcheol sputtered, tossing the phone back to you.

“Next question. ‘The Texas Chainsaw Massacre,’ Leatherface is known for wearing a mask when it was in fact several. How many and what were they in the original movie?”

“Who the fuck would know an answer like that?” Minghao croaked in disbelief.

“Three. A ‘Killing Mask’, an ‘Old Lady Mask’ and a ‘Pretty Woman Mask.’” Wonwoo calmly answers, garnering horrified looks all around. “I wanted to be a filmmaker, remember?”

“Correct. Next question. What Was Freddy Krueger's serial killer nickname before he died?”

“It’s on the tip of my tongue,” you said slightly panicked, “Wonwoo?”

“The Springwood slasher.”

“Wow, Another amazingly correct answer. Hold on to that one, Y/n. He’s a keeper. He’s smart and fucks your brains out to the point of you screaming bloody murder? What a catch.”

You didn’t respond, impatience seething on the tip of your tongue, “Just tell us where this is all going.”

“Patience, sweetheart. Last question. What exact kind of knife does Ghostface use in the Stab movies? Here’s a hint: it’s the same one I’m holding in my hand against Seokmin’s throat. (Help me please...)”

“S-Seok.” Seungcheol gasped.

Seokmin’s voice could barely be heard on the other end, weak and afraid, only staggering breaths audible.

“Wonwoo, please,” Seungcheol begged, tears falling past his neck. “He’s our best friend.”

Wonwoo swallowed, gears visibly creaking in his head, “I know he uses a hunting knife, b-but—“

“Oh…” the voice cooed, “Well, that’s just not enough, is it? Seokminnie, say goodbye to your friends (Please, no…).”

“Seokmin!”

“Wait!” You barged, clutching the phone to the point of it almost bending. “A modified Buck 120. I remember now. It’s coming back to me. Now, let Seokmin go!”

The line went dead and in turn, light cast in the evening darkness of the poolside. All your eyes shot back at the change of light, startled at the sight in front of them. Seokmin was seated in a chair, bruises against his sides, bleeding from the splices on his forearms, and duct tape over his mouth. Yet the most frightening part was his closed eyes.

“Seokmin!”

You all rushed towards him, swinging the porch door in a panic. Seungcheol tried slapping him awake, pleading he’d be alive. “Seokmin please, please, wake up…

The poor victim's eyes start to flicker open, mumbling through the adhesive over his lips.

“Buddy,” Seungcheol ripped the duct tape clean off him, his ear coming up to his friend’s lips. “Speak to me…”

Seokmin’s voice came out in croaks, hardly incoherently, all except, “Be…hind…”

Minghao spat up blood, doubled over as Ghostface was revealed right behind him, and fell right into the pool. You and the housekeeper both let out a blood-curdling scream. The masked intruder wiped off the blood using his black rope, anticipating a lunge towards their next victim. 

“Run,” Wonwoo breathed out. 

He took your hand and ran with it. Taking a second to look back, you see Seungcheol and the housekeeper try to escape similarly before she was tugged right back towards the killer and she was stabbed right in front of him five times, each one faster than the last, having the poor Seungcheol paralyzed and fallen on his knees. The sounds of suffering were loud enough to hear throughout the neighborhood.

Wonwoo dragged you back upstairs, his survival instinct telling him to seek haven high and far up the house. 

“You left them there to die,” You proclaimed.

“He said he could manage it. You’re more important.”

“You actually believe that? Ghostface snuck up on Minghao with neither of us looking!”

“We’re going to have to. Secungcheol can handle himself.”

Finally, he finds the room, closing the door behind him and pushing heavy furniture in front of it for more time to stall. “We’ll be ok for a little bit here. Let’s look for weapons.”

He started rummaging through drawers, looking for anything strap, blunt, heavy, anything worth using. He was red in the face, sweat drenching his entire body. The only thing running through his mind was keeping you, the most important person in his life, safe. 

“Wonwoo, I don’t know if we’re going to find anything. Fuck. I’m so scared right now.”

He recognized the panic in your eyes, the bounce in your step, and the quiver in your voice. “Hey, hey, baby. Look at me.” He grasped your face in his hands, wiping your tears away with his thumb. 

“I’m here, hmm.” He kissed your closed eyes. “You’re alright.”

Then your tempered cheeks. “We’ll get through this.”

The tip of your nose. “I love you like hell.” 

Finally your trembling lips. “I’ll keep you alive.”

“Promise?” You managed to breathe out.

“Scouts honor.”

The banging resonated from outside the locked door, only getting louder and closer every passing second as if teasing you to death. You shook in Wonwoo’s embrace, burying your face in his chest. “I don’t want to die here, baby.”

“You won’t. Not with me.” One arm wrapped around your body, and another had his fingers locked around the base of a lamp, tugging it from the outlet. Pitch darkness joined you, only having to rely on the dim-lit sky through the peek of the windows.

Whomever on the other side cracked through the wood of the door, breaking it piece by piece as it fell to the ground, knocking over the dresser that blocked 

“Shit, shit, shit.” Wonwoo pushed you behind him.

Finally, your barrier came down with a final kick, rendering it useless. Wonwoo let out a battle cry, charging at them with the lamp above his head. He swung his weapon while Ghostface swung theirs, both missing simultaneously. Gritting his teeth, Wonwoo pulled forward, aiming for the head.

They crash against the wall in the process, but not without mutilating the midsection of Wonwoo’s stomach. The visually impaired man fell back to the ground, groaning in agony as he clutched his stomach, while blood trickled through his fingers. “Mother fucker...”

Wonwoo’s vision started to fight against him with the loss of his glasses, dimming images before him, and slowly processing the murderous figure trodding before him. Wonwoo’s determination picked him right back up slowly, picking up his lamp once again, trying to take another move toward the perpetrator. And by pure luck, the lamp crashed against the crown of their head.

Ghostface stumbled back, quick to recover but visibly agitated.  Soon enough, they plunged the full length of the knife right into Wonwoo’s gut, sticking it deep and long before kicking him off of it. Wonwoo lands on the hardwood, blood gushing out of him like a public water fountain. “Fuck, fuck!”

“Wonwoo!” You come by his side, clutching at his wound desperately. “No, no, no.”

The sinister figure approached once more, hand creeping against the edge before he pulled it over and off his head. His eyes stared back at you both maniacally. His grin stretched from both ends freakishly before overtaking in deep chuckles. “Happy to see me?”

“…C-Chan?” Wonwoo managed to gasp.

“Hi, bestie.” His signature smile, once warm and inviting, reflected horrifyingly as if out of a film, one with too much bloodshed and betrayal to imagine. “Well, didn’t think you’d see me again, huh?”

“Chan, what the fuck?” You screeched. 

“You’re supposed to be dead.” Wonwoo voiced panic-stricken. “What, how?”

One foot over the other, Chan carried himself with conviction, ease, and the confidence of a man who slaughtered countless amounts of people. 

“You guys don't know how easy it is to fake my death. I was surprised by how incredibly stupid police officers are. Find a body that’s my height, my build, cut off their hands and arms to not get their fingerprints, singe their skin and face to the point of unrecognition, and plant them in your own home. I’m a fucking genius.”

“S-Seungkwan,” Wonwoo wept, his adam’s apple, “You actually—”

“It was beautiful. Masterful.”

“Why?” Wonwoo stammered. “Your best friend—“

“He was an imbecile. Weak. All bark and no bite. You will never understand how good it felt to stick the knife inside him and watch the blood burst off of him like a sprinkler. Like the knife going in and out of him surged power throughout my entire body. So, I kept doing it. And doing it. And doing it. And doing it. And doing it. And doing it. And doing it. AND DOING IT.”

His smile. That violating smile.

You sobbed, covering Wonwoo’s wound with your hands. “Y-you monster.”

“This was all just fun for you?” Wonwoo bared his teeth. “You get your kicks from lying, deceiving, stabbing your friends? You think you’re some Billy Loomis?”

“Of course I have fun. I had lots of fun. We had so much fucking fun.”

“We?” Wonwoo repeated.

“What the fuck do you mean we?” You asked horrified.

Chan started to chuckle to himself, chest heaving exuberantly before he stood completely still. Dreadfully still. 

“Well, I'm not the one that killed Joshua, am I?”

A million guesses ran through Wonwoo’s brain. None made sense the more he thought about it. “Your Stu Macher? Seokmin…Seungcheol…?”

Your eyes turned to him fearful, before it melted into something else, something familiar. Something terrifying. “No…” your lips drew close to his ear. “Me…” 

Your hands squeezed around his wound, gripping, earning his moans of anguish, screaming at you to stop, before you retrieved the knife hidden behind your boot and drove it into his shoulder. Wonwoo let out the loudest scream he could ever muster, feeling the blade sharply cut his nerve whilst pain shot into his chest. He tapped his heel incessantly on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes, looking at you in disbelief, overcome with hurt.

“And he was a good fuck too until the knife I put through his back made him scream like a little bitch.”

You pulled out the knife from him, seeing how the pain he felt in his body only complimented the suffering pooling in his heart, his mind, his soul. His lips quivered in your direction, sucking in his breath. “Y/n…Why?”

You simply shrugged. “Why does anyone kill these days? They’re bored, daddy. Same reason why things can change in the bedroom, to spice things up. The flavor of life is murder now, darling.”

“You’re killing people.”

You drove the knife one more time into his thigh, savoring his scream of agony. “And we’re more alive than we ever have been,” you said, twisting the knife before pulling it out.

You walked toward Chan, helping him pull off his robe. “And so is our sex life.”

“So, Junhui, Soonyoung…Joshua, and even Seungkwan.” Wonwoo asked, catching his breath.

“Every. single. one,” You chuckled. “Draining their cum out of like having a second puberty until life is literally drained out of their bodies. What a bunch of pussy boys. So obsessed with sex, they didn’t see the knife coming their way.”

Your hand reached for the ottoman and pushed Chan there to be seated, underdressed in the black tank top and black jeans he hid underneath with his momentarily abandoned bloody knife at his side. You unbuckled his pants single-handedly, your knife still in your other hand. “And Chan just gets so fucking hard with all the bloodshed. Like a bloodthirsty animal.”

“You just look so fucking sexy with blood on your hands,” Chan moaned, “Touch me how I like it, baby.”

“Mmh, my pleasure.” Your hand used the blood covering it as a morbid form of lube, closing around the girth of his cock to squeeze and lightly stroking it from base to tip, softly thumbing over the small slit on top. 

His stomach flexed, bucking his hips in your direction as he bit down on his bottom lip, beaming like a child on Christmas. Horny for your touch, Chan couldn’t help but squirm in his seat, warning up to your touch. He was absolutely growing at a rapid pace. “Like that baby, like that.”

“That feel good, daddy? You like how the blood is covering your entire cock? Seokmin’s blood, Minghao’s blood, Seungcheol’s blood? Wonwoo’s blood?”

“Fuck. Yes.”

“You two,” Wonwoo’s shock couldn’t stagger from the scene in front of him, unable to process all this information at once.

“You’re massaging our friends into my cock so good, baby.”

“Yeah?” You traced your fingers over the details of his shaft, your nails prodding at the veins as your hand slowly picked up pace. You rolled him in your fist, letting him rut in your defiled hand as he moaned your name like an animal in heat. “I’m getting so wet watching fuck in my hand covered in blood. You’re just a sick lunatic obsessed with killing your friends and fucking my sweet pussy. I love that about you, Daddy.”

“Fuck,” he screamed, hands gripping the ottoman in restraint, brimming with passion, “Wanna mix Wonwoo’s cum you kept inside you with the blood. Sit that sweet pussy on my cock for me, lover.”

You nodded invitingly, not missing a beat. You never did replace the underwear from before, making it easy to remove your shorts and sliding him inside your warm walls, massaging his length as you rolled your hips against his. You held the knife you still had in a death grip, stabling against the reliability of Chan’s shoulders. You mumble his name pleased, arching your back as you grinded down on his lap. “Your cock feels so good covered in blood, daddy.” 

“Your pussy feels even better knowing how much fun you had stabbing Wonwoo for me.”

“Of course, daddy.” You turned to the body mutilated and defenseless on the ground, grinning as Wonwoo was forced to watch. “That look good, Daddy Wonwoo?” Your ass bounced purposely in Chan’s lap, the jiggle showing off the splatter of blood left from the handjob.

Everything in Wonwoo told him to look away but he couldn’t, like a train wreck or a car crash, he couldn’t part with the mess of a situation he was witnessing. He wasn't sure what this meant for him, mentally nor physically.

“You like watching Chan fuck me, Daddy? His bloody dirty cock fucking me like you did a hour ago, fucking me like a nasty little whore.”

He hissed through his teeth, right the strange feeling surging in his pain-stricken body, “Shut…the fuck up.”

You laughed obnoxiously. “You love it. You love being a little cuck, watching other guys fuck my pussy. As if you hadn’t peeped on me and Chan fucking when he wasn’t ‘dead’.”

“It’s not true, you bitch.” The twitch in his trousers told him otherwise.

“You’re such a liar a dirty, dirty liar like I’m a dirty, dirty fucking whore.” You groaned loudly taking Chan’s cock, bouncing against his lap as you felt him pulse around your walls.

“That’s right baby take my cock.” Chan’s hand came over your bare cheeks, striking them with his full palms while his hips jerked up your body. “Taking the murder fueled, hard fucking cock.”

“Daddy, your cock is making me so fucking wet, stretching my pussy the way you sliced open our friends,” You growled.

“Fuck you’re such a little succubus, baby. Bouncing on my cock, coating yourself in blood. And I’ll kill more and more for you. I’ll do anything for you.”

“Yeah,” You began slowing your pace, drinking in his every word. “You’d do anything for me?”

“I’d kill the entire human population for you.”

That left you smiling from ear to ear, the tension coiling in your stomach. Your chest pressed against his, pushing against his thrusts. “Yeah? Would you cum in me, Daddy? Mix our dirty mess inside me. Let me take your cum, daddy.”

“I’ll let you drain me of every drop, my little psychopath.”

“Cum daddy cum, make me full and breed me with our homicidal baby daddy. Make you a real daddy.”

Chan shuddered, overwhelmed with immense arousal. His hips found life of their own, hammering into you at top speed, and watching the pleasure morph on your face and the staccato rhythm of your breath leave your lips, all while the load threatened to burst out of his sack. “I’m cumming, baby, all for you, ah—“ then it exploded inside you. His cum launched out of his cock like a hose, he painted your wall in milky white, turning pink as it seeped out of you.

“I’m so close, daddy…”

Chan threw his head back to catch his breath, hands possessively finding purchases on your hips. “That’s it, baby. cum for daddy.”

“I’m cuming daddy, I’m—“ You gripped your knife, taking Chan’s abandoned one before plunging both in his head. His smile dropped, a small and weak, “baby” leaving his sweet lips before spitting up blood on your chest and he fell limp. 

You didn’t stop, however, given the fact that your orgasm had just arrived the mere second Chan tasted metal in his mouth. Your moans could’ve been mistaken for anguish if not for the smile on your savage face. “I’m cumming all over your cock, Daddy, fuck! You’re so good to me, you do so much for me. I love you so much. Hitting my spot even in death.”

The wave of climax finally started to fade, unlike your smile, wretched and demonic. “Thank you for your sacrifice, Daddy. I’ll miss you so much.” You kissed deceased Chan’s lips, coming down from him, and fixing his pants before fixing his pants before pulling your shorts back on your body.

“Y/n…what the fuck?”

Watching you pull the knives out of Chan’s head, Wonwoo's expression was a mix of confusion and horror, struggling to back away as you approached him calmly, almost serenely.

“Chan has served his purpose,” You answered plainly as if obvious. “It was his time.”

“You did that, all that, with him, and you MURDER HIM? Your partner in sick, sick psychotic crime?”

“I told you spice was necessary, plus I’ve grown rather fond of you.” You bent down to his level, eyes noticeably just a deep pit of disparity. “I couldn’t let him kill you, so I beat him to it. Good thing too, because that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

Wonwoo whimpered under your touch—well, the knife’s touch—as the tip of it dragged over his jaw, drawing out a shudder. “Y-you’re letting me live?”

Your smile. That damned smile. You and Chan were mere reflections of each other. How had he not seen this sick image sooner?

“As long as it's with me, because you love me right? That’s what you said. You’ll always love me and keep me alive. You promised.”

You pressed the blade against his neck, “You’re cold-blooded. Fucking your dead friend’s girlfriend, leaving your other friends to die to save me, and taking on a mass murderer just for me.” Your other hand caressed over his face. “That’s hard fucking core, baby. I love that so much. You really love and want me. Well, I want you just as bad.”

“Like you wanted Chan?”

You scoffed, using the knife to point at the abandoned soulless body on the ground. “Chan was disposable. He was already fucked up in the brain. I can nurture you, let you prove you’re that you’re mine and only mine. Then I’d have no reason to kill you. Not at all…say you’ll be with me forever.”

“…yes, sweetie. O-of course I will.”

You sighed a breath of relief, your harmless hand coming over to stroke over the stray hairs on his head. “That’s my daddy. My one and only. We can be the finals. Together. Only us—”

“Hello! Wonwoo! Y/n!��� Miraculously, Seungcheol found their way to you, barely alive it sounds like.

Rage filled your eyes. “Holy fuck how is he still alive,” you mumbled under your breath. “I’ll take care of him.”

You held the knife to your side, standing by the door and away from its open view. “Cheol! In here! We caught the killer!”

Seungcheol managed to find the defaced door, peeking through the rubble to see a disheveled Wonwoo, panting and close to death. “Wonwoo!”

“Cheol…” Wonwoo grunted. 

“Hang in there, buddy. I’ve got you.”

“To…your…right.”

You glared at Wonwoo, betrayal in your eyes before launching yourself at the hero, who hardly had a scratch on their body. Seungcheol, taking his friend's warning in consideration, built up a wall of defense. His eyes caught you just in time and held up your arms, pinning you against a wall. His eyes finally registered on your face, and his grip on you only tightened. “Y/n, you evil little bitch.”

You chuckled tauntingly, struggling against his weight and strength. “Hi, Cheol. I know you always wanted to stick something in me, mind letting me do it first?”

“You—wow, you’re actually mentally deranged.”

“You don’t like that? Maybe my knife through your skull can change your mind.”

He kicked you in the groin, having you plummet to your knees, cusses streaming out of you like a river. “You pussy. Ass. Bitch.”

“Seungcheol,” Wonwoo groaned, painfully cheering him on.

You managed to kick Seungcheol down in your distress, crawling on top of him to gain leverage. “I know you liked to be topped.”

You held the knife, hands wrapped tightly around the handle before striking. Meanwhile, Seungcheol’s hands were wrapped around your wrists, the tip of the knife tickling his nose. Sweat beaded against his forehead, struggling harder than he thought he would as you smiled still.

“This would be a lot sexier if you let me run my knife inside you, baby.”

“Fuck you and your demented punk ass,” he grunted.

“I would if you’d just FUCKING DIE!”

A gunshot follows soon after and the blood gushed from your neck, pouring from both ends and falling lifelessly against Seungcheol, who let out a shrill scream.

“I found a gun,” Seokmin proclaimed weakly from the door before fainting to the ground.

Seungcheol rolled your body off of him, sick to his stomach. “Sick crazy bitch.”

He looked towards his friend who remained helpless his entire journey before his eyes got caught on the dead body he only realized now. “Is that…”

“Yeah,” Wonwoo whispered.

“And they…”

“Yeah.”

“Fuck, dude.”

Seungcheol went around to pick up Seokmin from the ground, grabbing the gun. Meanwhile, Wonwoo’s eyes lingered over your body, in disbelief it was alive a mere second ago, then he saw something strange, causing his eyes to fly open. “Cheol behind you!”

Another gunshot. Right between your eyes and your body that stood for hardly a second longer than it should’ve—of course with the knife still in your hand—fell right back on the ground.

“They always come back,” Wonwoo quoted.

Seungcheol let out a deep exhale, loosening his grip around the gun. “And aim for the head.”

“Sorry about your house.”

“…sorry about your girlfriend.”

“Me too.”

post reading a/n: always like me to insert chan into anything fr. i have no excuses

Tag: @shiningstar-byulxx @misssugarlips @tommolex @hoeforhao @homerunhansol @goblinvern @dkakapizzaboy @junhui-recs @svtup @buffhoshi @meowmeowminnie @caratochan @lovebot4han @6969lilithcat @camisun93 @emmmui @toruro @jeonride @novalpha @nvmrljk @feat-sun @tinkerbell460 @aaniag @tacosandbitch @smileysuh (felt fucked up not to tag you bc you’re fucked it just like me 💕)

[your-writer-beta-side-piece]

Looks like it’s time for me to pop back up again begging for fics about my new hyper fixation!

What’s in store for you in this post:

*An impassioned plea throughout the whole post to all of you amazing writers

*Gifs that will keep you up at night too

🎅 *My Gator Tillman fic Christmas wishlist 🎅

🏆*A (Smutty) Rec at the bottom for the best Gator x OC I’ve found so far🏆

*More gifs because goddamn I’m in a chokehold 

It is seriously criminal how there’s like, two Gator x OC’s (that I can find, if you have any don’t hold out on me please!! I feel like I’m going through withdrawals having to wait a week for another episode as it is) on here and AO3. 

I mean come on we all love ourselves a slutty, dominate, broken character that we all fantasize about fixing. 

Not a single thought I’ve had about this man has of the Christ like variety, and I don’t think I really need to explain why just look at these gifs/photos:

HE HAS HANDCUFFS ON THE BED THE FICS ARE WRITING THEMSELVES 

🎅My Gator Tillman Fanfic Christmas wishlist🎅:

I want a full story fleshing out our new favorite loser, but still somehow so damn attractive, Gator

I want an ofc that is too good for him but we all know we’d sink that low too girl

I’d LOVE it if it followed canon. Like how in the show he’s trying to get her/he's going after her like he is trying to get Dot 

(come on if he was stalking you and called out to you and said “mama it’s time to come home” YOU TOO WOULD FOLD)

I want him to use those handcuffs on our girl once he finally gets her

I want smut 

Y’all on AO3 come up with the best damn oc’s there’s a reason they’re binding yalls books and talking about them all over booktok like you guys are published authors 

(Im not saying it’s right/that I participate or that it is even legal, I’m saying Ive seen it and I know you guys have the caliber of writing to make some people not give a fuck and try the law for some of you guy's stories)

I want him to call her mama

I want the dominance, the stalking, the cat and mouse chase

I want a plot as wild as this season and those families are

I know some people hate fics that follow plots of books or shows but this season is AMAZING and so fucking wild. I love it and I’d love to read about it and be immersed further into Fargo. I don’t want to leave the season 5 Fargo world I want to stay longer... with Gator

I want more smut 

A plot that can only be contrived by fanfic authors who have been reading and writing since they were 15 or even younger

I want even more smut 

I want all of the angst, good writing, and humor you can think of

I have a feeling we’ll need some of you fic doctors to write us a fix it fic of some sort 

But I especially want smut. I want to drown in smut. 

I want it all and you guys have served it all before so I know it's possible

If I could outline a whole plot, along with side plots, new characters and character arcs, write, and edit as fast as some of you guys can I would do it myself. I would do it for us. I’ve considered it. I mean I’ve been really considering it these past few days since it’s dryer out here than the Lyon’s bed. I’ve got an idea, lust, Christmas candy, and the hyper-focus to keep me interested for at least three to four weeks!! (I might have started if it wasn't the week before finals for me right now)

But some of you guys who’ve written for Steve Harrington (let alone other fandoms) have the ability to be best selling authors, so I know these communities have both the talent, ability, and the horniness to do this. 

I believe in you guys, I believe in us. Let's do it for Christmas 🎄

REC I PROMISED:

Since it is the season of giving, I’m going to share my favorite fic so far. Let me know if there’s any fics we need to add, OR if there’s any books with love interests like Gator, for science 👀 

Again the general criteria I’m using is along the lines of:

Is there an actual story going on?

Is there an oc who has a purpose, goals, wants, needs, an actual arc of some sort?

Is Gator Tillman still sexy af?

Is it following canon or is it original?

Is the plot and characterization good?

Does Gator call her mama or is it at least probable that he will 👀 ?

Is the grammar/writing good?

Basically the same stuff we all want to check off 

MY FAVORITE FIC SO FAR REC: 

The best I’ve found so far has been: 

Every Little Thing

By BuckysGrace

Link:

Why I like love it:

1.) The writing is pretty damn good

Normally we have to wait a few weeks or months with new movies/shows/books for people to have time to write and publish their well written and plotted fics but we have been blessed early!!

I really like the sprinkle of tid bits to come here and there. The authors really laying the foundation down for this story leaving little comments and hints here and there in their writing and characters conversations. 

I can tell that the author is really working hard to create believable oc's and a world that could actually be a part of the Fargo TV show universe.

2.) Damn the little taste of smut we got just flamed the fire!

Tell me why I could actually visualize Gator during that scene?!?! It really felt like his characterization was perfect here! And damn I love me some dominant, possessive, jealous himbos who would kill for me or worse.

I PROMISE I'M TRYING SO HARD NOT TO SPOIL ANYTHING FOR YOU GUYS!!!

3.) I really like our girl Daphne (OC)

I feel like I can actually see her. Like I can hear her when she speaks. I can feel the awkwardness of her situation and her uncomfortableness radiating through me. 

I like that she's shaping up to be a character with wants and goals and not just a 2-d romantic partner

4.) GODDAMN THAT DINNER WAS AWKWARD AND SEXY 

I CANNOT WAIT FOR THE AFTERMATH ooooooo boy.  I’m not spoiling anything. You can suffer (and enjoy 😏) that part all for yourselves

5.) We have confirmation from the author that there is a whole ass plot and story in the works

I love to hear it almost as much as I love to read it! But I could tell that they had some stuff in mind from the way they were writing alone before the confirmation. 

6.) AND ITS GOING TO FOLLOW CANON EVENTUALLY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ME US! 

I might just get to hear Gator call our girl mama before I die from fic starvation. Plus we just might get the stalker Gator on page like we have on screen!

7.) I like the dual time line

It’s done a good job of getting me hooked. I’m really interested in learning more about Daphne’s past and her relationship with Gator. I think as time goes on as we learn more about their relationship and her relationship with both her family and his things are really gonna kick off.

4.) Gators characterization seems to be pretty accurate 

He's selfish, possessive, dominante, kind of a jackass, but he is also sweet to those he cares about. Which, is something I've noticed when watching the show, and I've seen some posts talking along similar lines. I don't think he's mean deep down, I don't think he has it in him. I think the facade he puts on is the product of his father.

BUT I'm not excusing anything he's done of course

6.) The grammar is pretty good 

Good writing like punctuation and sentence structure along with good story telling is just so important to me. I'm one of those people who can't get into a story if it's not written well.

7.) GUYS IM SMELLING THE ANGST COMING

Some of us are like blood hounds for this stuff, you read hundreds or even thousands of fics and books and you can start to know what goodies are coming your way. And I can feel the pain train a comin down the tracks! 

8.) The smut is promising to be real real good 

I just want to circle back to this for a moment because I am so excited to read more

What I don’t like about it:

It’s not longer/finished already so I can't devour it in one sitting 😭

You might not have read it yet 

@buckysgrace

I think the only way through this is to fill our thirst for this man and if here and TikTok have shown me anything it’s that we’re DAMN thirsty! 

WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE!? GO WRITE MORE GATOR X OC SO WE CAN ALL DEVOUR IT ON A03 OR READ BUCKYSGRACE’S FIC AND CRY WITH ME THAT THERES NOT MORE OF IT OR MORE OF ANY OTHER GATOR X OFC FICS 😭😭😭

*Did I write all of this instead of doing homework and studying for next weeks finals? Yes. Am I eventually going to devolve into a fic rec/review only blog? Maybe maybe not.

More gifs/photos for research purposes

[jovenshires]

i genuinely hope someone vetted the fics and like didnt choose any well written, earnest ones 😭😭😭 fanfic readings are only enjoyable when the fic is so silly that it surpasses the awkwardness

i like.... look we all know i hate smosh pit theater. but dear god i really hate smosh pit fanfic theater. bc no matter what the fic is, to me, there is someone out there who wrote that as a labor of love. they did it with genuine joy in their heart as a dedication to some people they really admire and look up to. no matter what they do chances are somebody's gonna get hurt. it's happened before and it WILL happen again. (does anybody remember when the ko/ah author deleted their whole ao3 account. or when the 'tis i the lesbian at the table' author came out and had to apologize for some godforsaken reason. or am i just a veteran atp.)

the way i write my fics, they would be horrendous to make into scripts (there is so much internal dialogue stored in those bad boys). but if for some insane reason one of my fics was read, i would be absolutely fucking devastated. could you imagine having domo read on screen? i'd simply pack it all up. go home. that's enough internet forever and ever. i literally can't imagine. if i put six months of my life into that fic only for it to be.... mocked and ridiculed? im feeling ill just thinking about it.

i digress. im a hater, i will live and die a hater. idk if yall can Pay me to watch the next spt.

[notravensblog]

FRIENDS

Sneak peek of my new Armin x Female Reader Fanfic. Letting yall know now.. the guy in this snippet isn’t armin. IT WILL MAKE SENSE LATER TRUST ME.

LINK

DISCLAIMER: Car sex, Profanity, Oral, praising, and i guess that’s all you need. Read the rest on my WATTPAD. THANK YOU- raven

START: remember it’s A SNIPPET.

———

He wanted you too, and he knew exactly what you needed because he also needed to release some stress.

"I want you too baby, so be a good girl for me. Let me do my work, hmm?" he hummed while his fingers slid up your back unclipping your bra.

You felt yourself shiver letting the cold air inside his car make contact with your nipples. He pulled the bra completely off while looking down your chest licking his lips and pushed your body towards the steering wheel lightly bringing you up more to get a better view of you.

The music was still playing and then The Weeknd came on, Ironically the song 'What you need' came up. You giggled underneath your breath and he also did while turning it up just a tiny bit more.

Harry then unzipped his pants and you could see the bulge more visibly through his boxers. He pulled your back towards his face while licking your abdomen up to your breast.

You felt his tongue piercing, the metal piece reaching your nipple making you jolt up. You breast were sensitive and it made you wet.

He chuckled while kissing it and playing with your ass with both of his hands. You moaned while pulling yourself closer to him playing with his jet black hair.

Your head slightly being thrown back feeling his tongue swirl around your nipple making you more horny. Feeling how your pussy started to pulsate more intensely that it started to hurt.

He could feel you pulsating against his dick, they felt like heartbeats to him and he knew that you wanted it, he pulled back from your nipple with a string of saliva being sorta visible.

You looked down to him while reaching down to his bulge slightly massaging it making him go red and close his eyes.

His mind was going blank feeling your hand touch him, you then reached hand further down and opened the little pocket it had and pulled out his dick.

You heard him let out a small groan, "ah fuck... it's so cold in here" he whispered.

You giggled, "it won't be soon"

His hands were now around your waist and he stared down his lap seeing how your played with his tip with your thumb.

"You're so pretty Harry" you lightly said making him look at you shocked, his face being all flustered.

You grinned looking up from his dick to his face, you looked intensely in his eyes and started to move your hand up and down watching how his expression changed into pleasure.

You smiled knowing that you had him right where you wanted, you were the one in control and you loved it, "you like that baby?" you said while holding a bit more tighter seeing him squirm.

"y-yes" he stuttered out while digging his nails around your waist and throwing his head back.

You kept moving your hand up and down and grabbed his hair with your other slightly pushing it to the side so you could kiss neck to leave your marks on him.

He moaned out feeling you suck on his neck down to his collar bone, "baby.. fuck im so close" he whined out and you smiled hearing his whiny voice.

You stopped moving your hand and you could feel him grow disappointed, "sorry hun" you laughed while reaching down to his seat pulling up the little lever to push the seat more further back.

He rolled his eyes and grabbed your waist tighter lifting you up making you gasp and fall closer to him, you face inches away from his, both of you breathing heavily.

"You don't even know what you got yourself into, Doll" He whispered while pulling one hand away from your waist to hold his dick, "I'm about to make you ride me until I'm fully satisfied"

———-

Author's Note aka Raven

ദ്ദി ≽^⎚˕⎚^≼ .ᐟ

SO DO YOU LIKE IT SO FAR OR NAH!! First chapter is out and I will upload tomorrow too, I will probably update everyday if not then every sunday. Don’t be mad. THANKS AGAIN. Second time WRITING smut so I really don’t know how to feel because I wrote it. I’m lowkey better at angst.

[bleue-flora]

Me and my fellow fanfic author @error-dream-was-found yesterday were a bit unhinged on discord and I thought ya'll might enjoy it... so umm please enjoy this discord chat fic I guess. :) (mostly left the way it is btw)

Oh guess I should do warnings huh…TRIGGER WARNINGS: Quackity (… lol oh for real though) Descriptions/Mentions of Torture, Blood, Death, Injuries, Forced drug usage and Cussing… you know the standard prison arc stuff… ;)

If It Pleases The Court

{Prelude}

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:52 PM

Ah yes… getting arrested with all those dsmp laws… mmmm yes those………

Wait what laws?

“QUACKITY What Laws?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:53 PM

True

We don't do laws on Smp

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:54 PM

exactly

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:54 PM

Unless you're Dream in that case we have many laws you have conveniently broken

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:55 PM

Sam and Q check book - “Yes that is correct!”

Good glad we cleared that up……

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:55 PM

I know the laws of Smp so well ... damn I could be lawyer!

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:56 PM

Thought that was my job🙃🤣

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:56 PM

Damn

Gotta look for a different career then ....

Maybe Q could use some help with ideas 🤔

You know ... to help enforce the law

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 3:57 PM

Torturing blob does not count

Oh wait no Q talked about his “commute” so nvm perfectly good job

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 3:58 PM

Yay!

I could also be a judge 🤔 I know the Smp law well and I'd have an easy job

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:02 PM

“Dream, GUILTY. Everyone else, INNOCENT!”…. Easy

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:02 PM

I know ... we´d both have easy jobs 🤣

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:02 PM

Lol

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:04 PM

although things would get complicated if someone, god forbid, sympathized with Dream ... although who would ever commit such a crime? Punz, laughs nervously.

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:06 PM

If Punz spoke up on behalf of Dream, Dream would kill him because that defeats the whole point…

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:07 PM

oh! So easy again! Plus we have another point against Dream

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:07 PM

Exactly

He’d be so mad… imagine getting torture for a guy in prison for that guy to just ruin everything in court…

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:07 PM

Yeah, valid reason for murder

{DSMP Court in Session with Error-DreamWasFound as presiding judge}

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:08 PM

Now death penalty…. Or…forever in a torture box with a highly corrupt warden?

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:08 PM

brings down the hammer "Torture box!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:09 PM

Tommy: “BOTH!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:09 PM

points at the kid "that! That´s the spirit! I approve!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:10 PM

Everyone cheers

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:10 PM

"The case is closed!"

"what a productive day it has been"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:11 PM

True

pulls out next case - Pandora’s Box Vs Dream

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:13 PM

"Pandora wins. Next!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:13 PM

(Before it gets nuked that is🤣)

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:14 PM

"wait, wait, wait who approved the nukes! That wasn´t me!

It´s probably Dream´s fault ... time to add to his sentence!

I'm officialy making it 2 forevers in a torture box!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:15 PM

Tubbo walks in “I approved them because I'm big Law!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:15 PM

yells I´M THE LAW!

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:16 PM

"you´re lucky you´re not Dream ...."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:17 PM

Dream screams “ACTUALLY THIS IS MY FUCKING SERVER SO IM THE LAW AND YALL ARE ALL TRESPASSING!!!!!!….. except Punz he’s nice he can stay… and Techno… BUT EVERYONE ELSE GET OFF MY DAMN PROPERTY!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:18 PM

"Shut up accused!

Why is he still here?! Sam!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:19 PM

Bad stands up “Actually I pay for it, so technically it’s my property… and language!… but yea no y’all leave because you don’t have souls and the egg is better than yall anyways.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:20 PM

"Who let the lunatic in 🤦‍♀️ I thought I said it clearly, no cultists in my court hall!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:20 PM

Sam too busy cutting off Ponks arm for frowning at Dream’s sentence

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:21 PM

"Awesam! Leave the guy's arm be and come get your prisoner!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:22 PM

Sam walks over awkwardly, before pulling Dream out with a wide smirk

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:22 PM

"Thank you ... finally

so what is on the schedule next?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:22 PM

Quackity sneaks out the back door after them

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:22 PM

looks away so I can´t be hold accusable later

"And someone already see the Egg fanatic out, please, he´s disturbing the process"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:24 PM

Skeppy grabs Bad and takes him out passing Ponk who’s bleeding out on the floor

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:24 PM

"Thank you

so is that all for today? Or does anyone has any other case? No Ponk you can´t sue Sam"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:25 PM

Ponk looks up “What?!?… why?”

“That’s not fair, can I at least sue Dream?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:25 PM

"Yes!

congratulations, you won

no need to trouble Sam and have him drag the prisoner back

Anyone else wants to sue Dream?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:27 PM

everyone raises their hand

Minus Punz who left

(Techno does it with smirk)

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:27 PM

sus .... gotta ask Sam to check it later

"Okay everyone, quiet down ... do you want this the fast way or short way?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:27 PM

Tommy stands up “I vote the Quackity Way!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:28 PM

"That´s my boy! Everyone, stand in line and pick a weapon of choice"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:29 PM

(Sam does not check later, too busy forcing potatoes down Dream’s throat to keep him alive…)

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:29 PM

mumbles to myself "why are we employing that idiot? ... Q do you have a minute?"

"No, don´t worry about Dream, others will keep him entertained"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:31 PM

Q looks very displeased, blood dripping down his shirt “Yea? What’s up?… I’m kinda in the fucking middle of something…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:31 PM

"Punz is acting sus and Sam´s ... ehm ... busy so I need someone to check"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:32 PM

Ponk struggles to carry an axe with his one arm

Q pouts “Can’t this wait until later….”

“These noobs are gonna have all the fun without me…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:33 PM

mumbles again "another idiot ...." out loud "You can have fun later, go check now"

"or get someone else to do it I'm not paid enough to deal with this"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:33 PM

Ponk struggles to carry an axe with his one arm

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:33 PM

"Remember, it´s all Dream´s fault. If it weren´t for him you´d have your arm, I know it´s hard but this is to make him pay! You can do it! Chop off his arm!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:34 PM

Ponk and Foolish look at you disturbed, then Ponk whispers to Dream “I’m sorry” before doing just that

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:34 PM

"and by that I conclude the case Ponk vs Dream closed! Justice has been served!"

"Damn I´m really good at this job

now someone please reattach the arm so another person can have a go"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:35 PM

Q looks over at you “yea no kidding, you’re fucking nailing it!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:35 PM

"Aw thanks"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:36 PM

Sam sighs waking over “this is gonna be a long day…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:36 PM

"yeah, better get the healing pots in advance. And stop whining! You're getting paid for this"

"Just play some relaxing music and ignore the screams for a few hours 🤷‍♀️"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:36 PM

Ponk stares at him with a look that could kill

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:37 PM

"you want another go?

I´m sure it could be arranged 🤔"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:37 PM

Ponk looks back to you mumbling “No I want my arm back…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:38 PM

".... you can have Dream´s arm?

Everyone! Will any of you miss Dream´s arm?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:39 PM

they all pause in a longer then should be contemplation… “nah it’s fine.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:39 PM

"Lovely, Ponk, you can have the arm 🙂"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:40 PM

Tommy stutters “wait why does that bitch get an arm?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:40 PM

"Cuz he lost one because of Dream, duh" rolls eyes

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:40 PM

Ponk looks at said mutilated arm “….thanks?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:41 PM

"you´re welcome"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:41 PM

Sam attaching Ponk’s new arm “at least this one has all the fingers still”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:41 PM

nods "Okay so who wants to go next?"

"And where the heck is Q? What is taking him so long ....?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:42 PM

Tommy clearly outraged “ Yea but like that’s not fucking fair!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:42 PM

sighs "Why not Tommy?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:42 PM

“Because Dream didn’t even touch Ponk, why does he deserve the arm?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:43 PM

"So do you want to sue Dream?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:43 PM

Tommy grins “Yes!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:43 PM

"Should´ve started with that! Okay, what do you want to sue him for?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:44 PM

Quackity wandering all over the smp muttering profanity, looking for Punz who’s sneakily disappeared

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:45 PM

reads the report on my comm, mutters another idiot ... I'm surrounded by idiots ... "Sam! Go help Q"

"He´s lost or something ...."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:45 PM

Tommy looks like he’s solving world hunger in such deep thought “Everything?… ruining my life?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:45 PM

checks some papers "yeah seems valid"

"Dream? Do you have anything to say in your defense?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:46 PM

Sam in the middle of stitching up a long gash in Dream’s chest “Aw what now? I’m kinda busy here!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:47 PM

"Damn it ... turns to the rest can some of you please go look for Q?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:49 PM

Dream on back trying not to choke on his own blood “Oh come on, FUCK YOU TOMMY! You ruined my life by being a little annoying bitch.” coughs “…If anyone’s guilty it’s fucking you.”

Techno and Foolish make their way out rather fast, looking relieved

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:50 PM

notes down - the accused is not cooperating and is verbally attacking the plaintiff

"Since the accused decided to not make use of his chance to defend himself I declare him guilty!"

"Tommy, you won, congrats"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:51 PM

everyone claps, Niki and Jack making eye contact

Jack buts in “You’re honor, if I may, he was just pleading his case as your requested”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:52 PM

"Ehm, I didn´t say you may so the argument is invalid

Anyone else has some objection?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:53 PM

Ranboo recording the notes “just so I’m clear we would like to strike Dream’s testimony from the record as Here Say?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:55 PM

"Yes, please"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:55 PM

Ranboo brushing his hand to remove the blood that landed on his paper- it just smears in one red line over the word Dream “Ok.”

George raises hand like he’s in class, half awake ��To be fair, Tommy burned my house, So he ruined my life!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:55 PM

"Thank you Boo ... finally someone competent"

thinks it through ... "would you like to sue Dream for it?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:56 PM

George looks at Dream bleeding out on the floor as Sam frantically tries to stop the bleeding “Nope. I wanna sue Tommy!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 4:56 PM

"Alright, let's hear it. What are your accusations?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 4:58 PM

George clears throat “Tommy has stolen and burned my house, but also griefed and robbed countless other properties. He is also a whiny childish bitch.”

Niki and Jack step up “We agree, he always starts conflicts that results with our homes being destroyed.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:00 PM

"I see, and are you 100% sure that this was by no means Dream's fault?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:00 PM

George looks from side to side sheepishly “I mean…”

Dream stares at George looking half hurt and half wanting to kill the man who’s so easily turned

Niki and Jack sigh “yea… I mean… you do have a point but…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:04 PM

glares at Dream to make sure he doesn't say a word, then looks at George encouragingly "you're safe here George, feel free to continue. And you" looks at Nikki and Jack "please leave your opinion for when it's asked for"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:06 PM

George looks like he just want to crawl back to bed and give up because it’s too much work to continue “Well I mean… Tommy burning my house wasn’t related to Dream. Was it? Dream hates me…”

Dream looks at George, rolling his eyes then looks at Sapnap, who looks on the brink of tears, and he just snorts bitterly amused

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:08 PM

"Oh, so he may hate you? Does that mean that he could, theoretically, be responsible for the destruction of your house?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:08 PM

Tommy raises the axe about to take Dream’s other arm, while Sam tries to move out of the way in time

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:08 PM

"Sam! Get out of the way! We don´t have enough doctors to stitch you back together 🤦‍♀️"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:09 PM

George getting exasperated like a child refusing to go to bed “BUT HE DIDNT BURN MY HOUSE! Tommy did, Dream helped fix it!…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:10 PM

"And are you certain that this wasn´t just one of Dream´s manipulation tactics to mess with your mind?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:10 PM

Philza buts in confused “He helped fix your house? I thought you said he hated you?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:11 PM

"Phil, please ... you know what, since it´s a very good question I´ll let it pass."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:12 PM

George bites his lip watching Tommy and Sam struggle with the axe over Dream’s body

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:13 PM

follows his gaze, mumbles to myself "what are those idiots doing?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:15 PM

George still staring blankly “I don’t know… he did he… said so.. or maybe he didn’t doesn't matter.. he hates us” George decides on before clenching his fist and turning to Sapnap “He hates us!… doesn’t he?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:16 PM

turns to Sap "Sapnap, can you confirm this statement?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:17 PM

Axe held between them Tommy holding the handle Sam holding the blunt end, they turn to look at George as everyone goes quiet

Tears weigh in Sapnap’s eyes as he stares at Dream who’s looking hurt and hopeful and pleading “He does. Tom—Quackity said he doesn’t care about anything!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:20 PM

nods "are there any other witnesses to confirm this statement?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:21 PM

Dream laughs something broken and bitter and hysterical  pulling Sam's and Tommy's attention back to him

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:21 PM

pinches the bridge of my nose "Sam, keep your prisoner in check please, we´re in a middle of something here"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:23 PM

Tubbo looks at the scene conflicted and thinking “He did… but… he didn’t say Sapnap and George so… and he was… Tommy was…. He was…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:24 PM

"Is that a confirmation to Sapnap´s statement Tubbo? I'm afraid I need to you to express yourself more clearly"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:24 PM

Sam slaps Dream in the face making Dream choke in amusement

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:24 PM

"Thank you Sam"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:28 PM

“Tommy he—he was using Spirit’s remains to… black mail him and….” Tommy takes his venomous eyes off Dream and stares at Tubbo dumbfounded “What?”  Tubbo ignores him “He was… Tommy he burned George’s house because he knew it’d piss off Dream… and … Dream was upset he was…. Well he never said he didn’t care about George he only said that he cares about the discs…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:29 PM

"Tommy, what is your version of the story?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:31 PM

Dream looks up at Tubbo absolutely dumbfounded like Tubbo has walked on water

Tommy steps on Dream’s hand yelling “WHAT NO! Tubbo, what the hell man?… look me and Ranboo” Ranboo looks up freaked out “we were just having some fun…and Dream he was being a bitch and he put walls around L'Manberg and he-he said he didn’t care about anything except my discs!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:34 PM

look at others "is that so?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:36 PM

everyone looks at Tommy then Tubbo then Tommy again “Tommy never lies, he’s always right!… but Tommy did just kinda confess to burning George’s house so…..”

Puffy frowning “But he’s a child!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:38 PM

"this is indeed a very difficult situation" thinks "however taking Tommy´s age and Dream´s well known negative influence into consideration, I came to the conclusion that Tommy is innocent and all the blame should be rightfully blamed at Dream as the SMP´s law says!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:38 PM

Ranboo looks like he’s going to throw up and in Tommy’s distraction Sam manages to get the ax

everyone kinda pauses… “No yea fair enough, seems about right”

Dream smiles sadly like he expected nothing less and yet finds it mildly entertaining….. until Tommy wrangles the axe and tries to cut off his arm-it doesn’t work but gets about half way

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:43 PM

"Tommy! Stop with the murder! It´s George´s time now!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:43 PM

George and Sapnap stare at each other in conflicted confused gazes before Dream screams and they turn to him again… everyone does… Sam cuts in “Shut up Dream! You’re fine.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:44 PM

"Thank you Sam turns to Dream Dream, please, don´t disturb. We´re discussing something important here"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:44 PM

Tommy halfway through another swing stops “Awww but I want an arm….” he pouts “this green bitch just tried to turn everyone against me!…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:45 PM

thinks it through "does anyone here object against Tommy getting the arm?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:45 PM

Dream just stares at his mutilated shoulder involuntarily tears streaming down his face

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:45 PM

"Dream, please, stop making a scene

Sam, stitch him up, I don´t want him to bleed out ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:46 PM

Everyone just stares at the gory scene quietly

Sam exasperated “That’s what I’m trying to do!… “

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:47 PM

"Try harder!"

"Okay everyone, unless you have another thing you want to sue Dream for I suggest we call it a day"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:47 PM

“I’m out of potions! Q used too many before they got here!”

Eryn wordlessly holds out a potion to Sam

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:49 PM

"Thank you Eryn"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:49 PM

Tommy takes the open opportunity to finish the job as Sam grabs the potion

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:49 PM

"Everyone, please go home. We can continue tomorrow when the guitly is in better condition"

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:49 PM

"Tommy!"

makes attempt to stop him

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:50 PM

-were too late- Dream screams, Sam drops the potion and everyone else just looks grossed out

Tommy picks up the severed arm and slings it over his shoulder, blood dripping over the sides “Ok I’m ready to go now”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:51 PM

is mildly disturbed by the scene

"O-okay ... everyone please go now. The process is over"

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:52 PM

takes deep breath trying to process the scene

searching my stuff for a potion, just short of frantic while Dream´s bleeding out a few steps away

"Does anyone have a potion?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:53 PM

Eryn gives a whole hand full of potions to Sam not taking his eyes off Dream as he leaves

Sam rushes to Dream and tries to pour a potion down his throat but Dream just continues to cough it up with blood

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:55 PM

"Shit" seriously worried now, tries to help Sam "come on Dream don´t do this"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:55 PM

Sam getting frantic “Damnit Tommy! does someone have a splash potion?!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:56 PM

searches my stuff again hoping that I just missed it the first time

"damn don´t stand there like idiots!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:56 PM

Dream just smiles widely up at you and Sam as he chokes

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:56 PM

finds the potions "Not, yet Dream"

"No way you´re fucking dying this soon"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:58 PM

Hannah pulls out a potion hesitantly “Wouldn’t it… maybe we should just… let him die… I think he’s paid enough hasn’t he?… what happened to the death penalty?"

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 5:59 PM

stops in my attempts to save Dream and bits my lips hesitantly

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 5:59 PM

Dream’s wounds try to stitch back together as he looks at Hannah surprised and conflicted

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:00 PM

looks at Dream trying to decide. It was law ... it was my job and I liked it but ... for the first time I wondered ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:00 PM

Dream looks around at everyone for an answer… something… anything as he continues to bleed out

Dream’s pulse in your hand grows fainter as his skin gets cold

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:02 PM

"Fuck"

"Hannah! Give me the potion!"

I reach towards her urging to her to give me the glowing pink vial

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:03 PM

Hannah looks at you at everyone looking for something.. an answer? Humanity? Empathy? Murder?… getting nothing she turns to Dream who looks at her with tear filled pleading eyes

she hands you the potion

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:04 PM

I breathe out a sigh of relief, the yell for her to hurry dying on my tongue

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:04 PM

Hannah mouths an apology only Dream notices

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:04 PM

"Thanks"

pours the potion on Dream´s wound and watches it close

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:05 PM

Dream closes his eyes as it seals the wound on his shoulder-did he really want to live?

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:06 PM

"Dream ... I- ..." I hold down whatever I wanted to say, I saw that haunted look in his eyes, the resignation in them and my chest tightened with an unfamiliar feeling

"This is enough for today, everyone, leave. You too Sam

And tell Quackity to not come back either"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:07 PM

Sam opens his mouth to argue but closes it

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:07 PM

glares at him, challenging him to protest

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:08 PM

Sam sighs leaving, leading the others to follow the blood trail Tommy’s arm left behind

Puffy is the last one to leave her eyes lingering on her duckling an ‘almost’ conflicted look in her eyes

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:10 PM

I breathe a sigh of relief now that they´re gone, some of the tension I didn´t even realize was there, leaves my shoulders and I turn to Dream again

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:10 PM

Dream stares up at you face scrunched in pain and confusion

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:10 PM

I don´t notice Puffy´s look as I already reach for another potion, pressing it up to Dream´s lips, with a simple order "Drink it"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:11 PM

Dream obeys best he can as he watches behind you Puffy leaving

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:12 PM

observes the wounds all over his body close, my eyes lingers on his missing arms ... "I didn´t expect Tommy to ..."

"damn! I didn´t even really expect Ponk to ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:13 PM

Dream laughs, it sounds terrible “You didn’t?”

“Really!?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:13 PM

"I shouldn´t be surprised right?" shrugs

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:14 PM

“I mean I thought you were one of the non idiots”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:14 PM

laughs sadly

"Yeah ... sometimes I forget how messed up this place is ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:15 PM

“I think…. I think we all do…”

“It’s easy to be fucking reminded it isn’t it?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:15 PM

"Yeah ... yeah it is"

laughs again, edging on hysterical fuck, "this was- the job was supposed to be easy not- not this!" gestures around

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:16 PM

“Ah… I mean to be fair nothings ever fucking easy.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:16 PM

"Are you .... are you okay?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:17 PM

Dream stars at you “that’s a joke right? Tell me that’s a joke.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:18 PM

"Right ... dumb question" looks around trying to distract myself from looking at him

feeling awkward and wishing to leave but at the same time finding myself unable to do so

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:19 PM

Dream snorts at your clear guilt

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:19 PM

jumps at the sound and my eyes snap back to him

I open my mouth to say something, then close it again

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:20 PM

He stares up at you quietly asking “Why?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:20 PM

"What?"

I blink in surprise, trying to process what he´s asking me

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:22 PM

Dream coughs clearing his throat before going on raspily “You know why not let me die? Why send them away when I didn’t?…. I mean were there—were there not more cases you wanted to pin on me?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:24 PM

"I ... "I trial off unsure what to say. Because he was right no? Why? Why did I do it? There was no reason to, leaving him to die or letting them continue after he didn´t would be better, it´d be justice. Or ... would it? "I don´t know" I admitted weakly

"It wasn´t ... it wasn´t right ..." then why did it feel right at the start?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:25 PM

“Wasn’t it? Wasn’t it justice?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:26 PM

wasn´t it? It should be ... but looking at the blood around it didn´t feel like it

"I don´t know" the tears pushing into my eyes blurred my vision, it was a mercy, I didn´t see the fresh wounds all over Dream´s body so clearly now

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:28 PM

“Hmm… you don’t know….” he trails off watching you, trying to read you

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:28 PM

"No ... not anymore"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:28 PM

“Aren’t you the judge?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:29 PM

"I ... I am. But I don´t make the rules ... there are laws ... I need to respect them" it sounded weak even to my own ears

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:29 PM

“Laws… right those” he says sarcastically

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:30 PM

"Dream ..." I try weakly, desperate to change the topic

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:31 PM

“You know… I get Tommy… I get all of them, but you? I mean you—I just thought maybe you’d see….”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:31 PM

"I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry Dream-"

I felt terrible, how could I be so stupid, how could I let the server corrupt me like this?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:33 PM

Dream laughs he knows it isn’t funny but lying there aching with missing arms and a hole in his heart drilled by their lingering words and looks, he can’t help but find it funny

“That’s a first…”

“I don’t… I don’t blame you you know… they just—Tommy just… the rules I think are different here aren’t they?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:35 PM

my heart breaks a little at his words ... he doesn´t blame me? How? ... unable to bear it any longer I get up and start collecting the potions scattered all around

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:36 PM

“You just followed everyone else… ‘Dream is the problem’… you’re right, its the law right?…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:37 PM

I stop, clenching the glowing vial with enough force to make my knuckles go white before I force myself to relax my hold. I avoid looking at him when I answer "Don´t say that ... it´s not right"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:39 PM

Dream wants to ask ‘why?’ He wants to scream it, he want to know why the rules are different for him, why are his words always unheard… why does it hurt so much….

but he doesn’t

he knows the answer…

~meanwhile~ Techno and Foolish catch up to Q and Techno promptly punches him in the face

Punz watches from behind a building and laughs… Foolish notices

Punz knows he screwed up… but he’s also not sure why they are out here….

Techno, with his back turned, addresses Punz while pulling up Q from the ground where his punch put him “Hey Punz, wanna turn? He’s very punchable I assure you.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:46 PM

Quackity curses them all out while Punz considers the offer

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:47 PM

Punz moves out of the corner causally cool “You don’t say?”

Techno handles Q to be stand and brushes the dust off him before shoving him towards Punz “I swear but ya know don’t just take my word for it.”

“If you insist” Punz smirks

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:49 PM

Quackity stumbles and panic overtakes his features "Wait what-?!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:51 PM

Punz punches him and he lands in the dirt again this time his nose is bleeding… not that anyone can really tell considering all of Dream's blood

“Sure enough… You’re Right Techno, that was fun.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:51 PM

Q stares up at Punz in shock, then anger "You fucking-!"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:52 PM

Foolish looks on from the side surveying stoically

Techno steps on Quackity’s hand as he tries to get up “My monetization!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:55 PM

Quackity yelps in pain and looks at Techno with a look that could kill, an insult already sitting at the top of his tongue

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:55 PM

Techno stares back amused

after a moment to make sure his point got across Techno removes his foot

Punz just glares as Q gets up holding his bruised hand

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 6:57 PM

Q glares at the other 3 wanting to curse, fight, curse some more- but the memory of his last encounter with Technoblade is still fresh in his mind

he thinks better of it

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 6:58 PM

still watching Q, Punz ask coolly “So… What are y’all doing it out here? Thought everyone was still at the trial…”

Foolish respond crossing his arms suspiciously “Everyone was… “

Techno cuts Foolish off “We left… it was getting…. Not family friendly so me and chat had to go… What about you? Thought you’d for sure have some cases to file with Dream, didn’t you like work with him or something?…”

Punz looks at Q at Foolish then at Techno…

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:02 PM

Quacktity eyes the piglin warily, trying to plan his escape

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:03 PM

Techno pretends not to notice… eyeing Punz like he's the only one there

Punz responds analyzing Techno’s expression… which is per usual rather unexpressive “I mean I worked for him sure, but it was about the money really and if he's being sued by everyone I hardly think I’ll get any money out of it. So I figured it was a waste of time…”

Foolish eyes him wearily still on guard but mostly accepts the answer

Techno smiles back friendly “Right right yea I had been wondering why you’d work for and then betray the Teletubby, but then again I guess everyone betrays him eventually….’

“I’ll keep a mental note to always have cash around to pay you huh.. don’t want to get betrayed and all… speaking of betrayed!” Techno lightens turning back to Q

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:09 PM

Q shies back involuntary, realizing that fuck this is bad

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:11 PM

Foolish shifts uneasily

“Quackity, what cha doing out here? See anything?…” Techno leads fishing for intel

Punz grips his sword staring at Q

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:15 PM

Quackity takes a step back putting his hands up

"Hey no need to get violent-"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:16 PM

Foolish steps behind him blocking his exit

Techno chuckles “No one's gettin violent Quackity, we’ll just chillin here, just me and my enemy and some dudes.”

Punz staring down Q “… Yea but like things could get violent… that’s a lot of blood on you Quackity… should I add some?”

Techno buts in to Punz approaching Q “Hey Hey there. we’re all friends here no need to get nasty… no need to cut off anyone’s arm here or nothin..”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:21 PM

Q forgets about Foolish and tries to step back

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:22 PM

They bump and Foolish contemplates his move, looking from Punz to Techno to Q waging their threat levels

“Then again I was thinking about opening another dentist practice… what cha think Punz, could be profitable? I was gonna open it with Dream but ya know you could be a good assistant too..”

Quackity flinches after bumping into Foolish “Hey look Punz if its money your after, I run a very profitable country”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:24 PM

Quackity is visibly scared now

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:25 PM

“You know we’ve got casinos and restaurants and all kinds of money… You could join and make a ton like you know…Foolish you want to back me up here?”

Foolish eyes Q contemplating, noticing all the blood… “I don’t know Quackity maybe the dentist would be more beneficial…”

Techno smiles “Yooo pog lets go, we’re gonna be dentists chat.”

Techno pulls out his pickaxe

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:29 PM

Quackity begins to shake, trying desperately to find a way to get out of it

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:32 PM

Tommy shows up covered in blood carrying an arm over his shoulder “Hey big Q, bitch you missed all the fun… Tubbo he well fuck him” Techno sighs “My monetization Tommy!” Tommy carries on unbothered “He he defended the green bitch can you believe that?...But hey it doesn't matter I still won!”

He starts skipping along the prime path leaving a trial of its builder’s blood behind

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:32 PM

everyone stares at him in utter shock

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:33 PM

“What the fuck!” Punz lets out

Techno almost shames Punz for his cuss but stops just staring at the hand that’s bouncing back and forth behind Tommy as he skips… Foolish just stares

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:35 PM

Even Quackity is at loss of words because what the hell just happened?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:37 PM

Punz pulls out his sword looking at Q then Tommy then the blood line leading to where Tommy just came from… presumably the owner… trying to decides who to kill

He wants to kill everyone but the more his eyes follow the path back where Tommy came he grows concerned

Punz and Techno make eye contact before both of them sprint down where Tommy just came leaving Foolish and Q stunned

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:40 PM

Q immediately tries to take his chance and get as far away as possible

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:40 PM

But Foolish is bigger and stronger and tackles Q to the ground

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:41 PM

Quackity tries to wiggle out from under him

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:42 PM

The blood makes him slippery and he manages to get free from Foolish sprinting away as fast as he can

Foolish stands there now also disgusting “Shit…”

He contemplates going after Q but he doesn’t feel like running, its not his fight anyways

He thinks about going towards where everyone else is but he almost doesn’t want to know what happened… He think’s he prefers a million of Bad’s pranks over whatever the hell this is…

So he heads home for a shower… not sure what else to do…

by the time Punz and Techno arrive they are pushing and shoving through everyone who’s leaving, noticing the shock on their faces… including a very disturbed Phil which is a rare find

Puffy bumps into Techno falling and stumbling, Techno helps her get back up he doesn’t miss the tears in her eyes… but he can’t place the emotion

Before you know it, Punz is standing with a sword pointed at your throat

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:49 PM

I raise my hands in surrender, one if the healing potions still held in them

"Hey, hey no need for that"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:50 PM

Techno walks in to the scene taking it in “Woah there Punz… I think she was helping him”

Punz just now takes the moment to looks down at the armless man below him… his hands are shaking as he holds to sword but he doesn’t put it down “Dream?…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:51 PM

I look at him thankful, nodding to the best of my abilities with the sword at my throat

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:52 PM

before getting a response he turns back to you forcing the sword closer to your neck to which you back up until you hit the wall

“You!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:53 PM

I want to say something but the sword under my chin makes me think twice. I look at Techno begging him for help with just my eyes

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:53 PM

Techno slowly walks in and Punz looks back at him. Techno raises his hands

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:54 PM

A single drop of blood drips down my neck where Punz´s sword digs lightly into the sensitive skin. I barely dare to breathe

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:54 PM

Techno steps closer, slowly with his hands raised “Hey man calm down… no need for that. I think there has been enough violence. Lets.. lets hear the woman out we don't know what happened here.”

Punz wavers his whole body shaking with anger or something else its hard to say

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:56 PM

I press myself more firmly against the wall, trying to lighten the pressure of the blade on my neck

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:56 PM

Techno glances at you worried “Chat this isn’t workin help me out here…”

Dream coughs “Punz put down the sword… there’s no need for that.”

Punz hesitates before dropping his sword

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 7:59 PM

I take a deep breath, massaging my throat where the blade cut it

"Thank you"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 7:59 PM

Punz turns to you and glares, but doesn’t say anything

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:00 PM

I bit my lip, feeling terribly small and unsure under his gaze. A part of me wants to return to tending to Dream's unhealed wounds but I feel like that´s not the best idea in the current situation

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:00 PM

Techno walks further in and crouches down next to Dream “Bruhhh you don’t look to good…”

Dream breathes back sarcastically “Really? I didn’t notice…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:02 PM

I feel terrible listening to them, this is my fault ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:03 PM

Punz finally turns away from you “I swear Dream if you’re about to utter the words in any form that you’re fine…”

Dream chuckles “I’m clearly not fine Punz they cut off by freaking arms!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:04 PM

I watch their exchange feeling out of place. I had no right to be here. I should leave but I wasn´t sure if I´ll be allowed to. Besides I wanted to make sure that Dream´s fine ...

Or well ... as fine as he can get

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:06 PM

Punz turns to you coldly “What the fuck happened here!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:07 PM

"I- I messed up" I said with tears in my eyes as the reality of what I let happened- what I caused came crashing down on me

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:08 PM

Punz grips his sword tighter “So it was you!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:08 PM

I felt like I couldn´t breathe as I slid down the wall not even noticing Punz´s reaction. I caused it. It was my fault- I felt nauseous

I began to tremble and press my palm against my mouth for the first time really realizing what I had done

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:10 PM

Dream spits up blood and responds “Technically it was Q-Quackity’s fault or was it Tommy’s and.. I don’t know I lost track… there were a lot of sharp objects to be fair…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:11 PM

I don´t even hear him as I keep spiraling deeper. I caused it, I caused it, I-

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:12 PM

Techno watches you but turns back to Dream as blood pools from his mouth… Techno hovers his hands over Dream wanting to help but not even sure where to start… Punz comes up beside him a potion in hand

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:12 PM

I hug my knees to my chest tightly, wishing it´d all just go away

A silent voice in my head berates me for the scene I'm making, I should be helping Dream not having a breakdown, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid attention whore. I´m not the victim here so why am I crying?

I should do something - help, let Punz kill me, do it myself- anything would be fine but instead I just sat there unable to move, feeling helpless and exposed, wishing for a smaller cramped space to curl in and pretend that it´s not happening

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:15 PM

Dream starts coughing again, wheezing, sounding like his lungs are filling and Techno gets frantic “Your Honor, we need your help here! Teletubby is dying you can have your angsty panic attack later!”

Dream just watches Punz his eyes stone

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:16 PM

my head snaps up, I feel dizzy but I do my best to crawl over to them and offer the potion I still had

I try to form a coherent sentence but the words get caught up in my throat

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:18 PM

Techno pours the potion on his chest hoping it’ll fix it… but Dream still continues on struggling for air “It’s not working!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:18 PM

I end up only passing the potion before returning to my little ball again, hating myself for being such a wreck

My heart skips a beat in fear upon hearing him No, no, no, no, no I mumble not even realizing that I´m speaking out loud

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:19 PM

“Don’t die on me Teletubby! Not today… Chat will be very upset and I’ll lose so much money… please Dream...”

With you and Techno caught in frantic hysteria yall don't even notice the look Punz and Dream are sharing as if they are in their own little world

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:22 PM

I try to get my body to work again, I can´t be this selfish right? I can´t have a breakdown while someone is dying right next to me. I should have more potions right?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:23 PM

“Punz, please tell me you have more potions man…” Techno pleads

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:24 PM

I dig around my pockets, certain that there were more potions somewhere, the cloud of panic and emotions I couldn´t be bothered to name at the moment clouding my mind

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:25 PM

Punz pulls one out slowly beside him, Techno doesn’t see it yet as Dream shakes his head looking into Punz begging with his eyes… “p—please Punz…” Dream pleads between gasps quieter than a whisper

Punz’s hand shakes holding the potion as he watches Dream suffocation on his own blood… wanting to step in but the sound of Dream’s words linger in his ears…

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:27 PM

I finally snap out of it at least enough to see Punz hesitating "Punz!"

He can´t, he can´t, he can´t-

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:28 PM

Techno turns to Punz and Punz turns to you… Punz just frowns not saying anything… Techno does though “What? Punz do you have a potion or not, man? He’s dying on us…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:29 PM

"Punz you- you can´t- you need to- he´s gonna die"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:31 PM

Punz with glossy eyes looks away from you back at Dream who’s closed his eyes scrunched up in pain “I know…”

Techno feels for a pulse panicking as Dream’s uneven breathing stops

Techno looks up at you and Punz “Guys I think… he’s”

“Dead…” Punz finishes darkly

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:33 PM

I stop breathing for a moment, simply forgetting how

the world narrows down on the single thought, playing on loop in my head: I killed him

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:34 PM

you all stare at his destroyed body as he slowly dissolves

only the blood remains like a snow angel where his body was

bitterness coating his tongue Punz reasons “It’s what you wanted right?… the death penalty remember?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:37 PM

I don´t hear him, I'm too lost in my head, drowning in the feeling of guilt

other thoughts raise to surface as I eye the shattered remains of a potion bottle, close to where Dream´s body used to lay

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:38 PM

Techno’s hands begin to shake as Chat calls in his head for blood

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:38 PM

It´d be fair if I just-

I reached for one of the larger shards

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:40 PM

Techno grips your hand before you get one “Bruhhh… that’s not what he would want”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:41 PM

I blink blankly at him. Why not? It´d be fair

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:42 PM

Techno stares back tightening his hold on your arm to the point of near bruising as he watches you

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:43 PM

I don´t mind the pain, it merely suits as the substitute to the pain I wanted to inflict on myself

I turn my head a little, looking at him through teary eyes, trying to understand why he won´t just let me do it "Why?" I manage to whisper

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:45 PM

Techno looks at you with what must be maybe pity maybe something else “That’s not justice ya know…”

“The Dream I know wouldn’t want that.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:46 PM

"But ..." I don´t understand it "I killed him ..."

the tears are now streaming down my face freely

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:47 PM

“Maybe… but its not up to you to decide.”

“You tried to help him… that has to stand for something...”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:47 PM

I just shake my head, my eyes already trailed on the glass again

I tried to help ... but he died anyway. I killed him. It doesn´t matter what I did, I still killed him

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:49 PM

Techno whispers to Chat “a little help here… I don’t know what to do guys…. I’m not good at this ‘people’ stuff…” he turns to Punz in desperation but Punz isn't looking just pacing back and forth stuck in his head

“Dream… He stopped Punz from killin ya, remember? He wouldn't do that if he wanted you harmed or dead…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:50 PM

"... he should´ve let me die"

"I deserve it, I killed him"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:53 PM

Techno shrugs “deserve is a strong word… and trust me I’ve done vengeance… but it—it never solves anything…”

“Dream’d say that’s unproductive and pointless…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:54 PM

I consider his words for a moment, still feeling detached from myself "What if I want to die?" I ask numbly

Finally, I managed to tear my eyes from the glass. Instead my gaze slids to Techno´s hand grabbing my wrist. I didn´t understand it: why try to stop me?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:56 PM

“I mean…. I wouldn’t recommend that… but like I can't really stop you in the long run… but like can ya at least wait till tomorrow so I can spread out the deaths for Chat… they get very upset”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:57 PM

A little hysterical laugh escaped me "Yeah ... we wouldn´t want that." I replied, my voice edging on bitter

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 8:57 PM

Punz snorts

Techno watches you before slowly releasing your wrist making sure you don’t try anything

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 8:59 PM

I consider reaching for the glass anyway. Imagine dragging it across my forearm leaving angry red lines in it´s wake. I imagine bringing it to my veins, would it hurt more if I cut those?

Eventually I decide against it, letting my hands drop into my lap as I just blankly stare ahead, getting lost in my head again. It was the only other thing I could think of

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:01 PM

Punz finally stops pacing “Does anyone have a flint and steel or some form of fire?”

Techno looks up at him “why planning on blowing some shit up because I’m down?”

“There’s a country just screaming to be blown to bits…” he smirks turning to you “what cha think, sounds fun right?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:03 PM

I don´t hear him, staring ahead blankly, basically dissociating at this point

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:04 PM

“No no no… god, not that… I mean yea it does but… anyways that's not the point. Do you have a fire source or not?” Punz replies exasperated

Techno searchers his inventory “oh yea sure thing dude, I got a… oh wait did you say fire?”

“Well dang all I got are buttons to light TNT but I don’t suppose that works for ya huh…”

Punz turns to you desperately “please tell be you have some burning something…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:08 PM

Blinks slowly trying to process what he wants from me "I ... m-maybe?"

However I make no move to look for a flint or steel, not really realizing that I should

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:10 PM

Punz moves over to you and shakes your shoulders frantically not meaning to be rough but it is a little jostling

Techno speaks up trying to calm Punz “Punz calm down you’re scaring her. Chill out dude.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:12 PM

my eyes snap to Techno trying to piece together the situation. It shouldn´t be as hard as it was

but I was still feeling floaty and lightheaded, vaguely I realized they wanted something from me but I struggled to remember what.

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:15 PM

“I can’t chill out, Techno!… Dream is… He’s dead! … and I need…. Something to burn with….please”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:16 PM

Burn? ... I could burn myself ... maybe Techno wouldn´t mind that like the glass ... the thought was unexpected but not really unwelcome, I dig through my pockets for a flint and steel.

I find it in a matter of seconds

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:21 PM

Punz looks like he’s going to explode “Well? Did you fucking find anything?”

Techno-“Come on man… Chats innocent ears…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:24 PM

I hold up the flint and steal, crooking my head a little, is that what they want?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:25 PM

Punz practically rips it out of your hands “Yes! Yes thank you”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:25 PM

I jerk a little at how rough he is, I didn´t expect it and I feel confused. Why did he take it?

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:28 PM

Punz pulls out a book, scribbles on it, dips his fingers into Dream’s blood on the floor and wipes it on the page. He uses the flint and steel to start a fire and drops the book in… it’s dust within seconds and the fire turns green before going out…

Techno doesn’t even process what happened before Dream’s laying on the ground under him again

Dream turns to Punz smiling “Long time no see buddy!”

Punz slides to the ground and wraps Dream in an awkward hug… Dream hugs back (with his newly back arms) “It worked. It worked. Oh god I was worried”

Techno stares shocked “Bruhhhhh… you’re a necromancer too?”

Dream takes a moment to take in his surroundings, Punz still clinging to him… His eyes narrow at you and Techno “Punz…… what the hell did you do?… come one, you were supposed to wait till they left.”

Punz finally lets go with glossy eyes meets Dream’s green ones “I know I just.. I didn’t want you to have to wait long and… I…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:35 PM

I stare at them not able to really process what I'm seeing (also kinda wanting my flint and steel back)

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:35 PM

Punz sniffs hugging Dream again.. Dream just huffs “idiot.”

“Sorry dude..” Punz finally settles on actually pulling away from the hug this time

Techno turns to you “Did you know he had the revive book? Like bruhhh I want one.”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:38 PM

I shake my head slowly, not even sure if I'm answering correctly. I'm not in the mental state to process this right now

A part of me wonders if I lost it completely and am just hallucinating at this point

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:40 PM

Dream moves trying to stand, swaying a bit before steadying himself… Punz just watches not getting involved even though he really wants to….Techno just sits there and tries to process

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:40 PM

I sit next to Tech trying to process as well

it´s not everyday I see someone raise from the dead

"D-Dream?" I breathe out eventually

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:43 PM

“Yes Si——…. Oh you’re still here…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:44 PM

the most intelligible answer I managed was a single nod. I was, indeed, still here

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:45 PM

Dream clears his throat “If it pleases the court, Your Honor, may I…. leave?…. You aren’t going to like call Sam in here…. Right?”

Punz growls going for his sword “She better not”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:46 PM

I finally snap out of my shock a little "N-No! I- I won´t ..."

I didn´t even think about it. I would never ...

Not after ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:47 PM

Dream eyes you looking for lies but finds none… he’d be lying if he didn't say he was surprised…. But you tended to surprise him so it made sense

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:50 PM

I stand up, swaying on my feet and almost falling immediately. However I manage to support myself against a wall. It takes a moment for my head to stop spinning but eventually I look at the 3 of them with an unsure look. "I-" I have to clear my throat before continuing "I think you should go, before someone shows up ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:51 PM

Techno looks concerned and ready to catch “and you?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:51 PM

"I-" I looked around the cell, unsure "I think I´ll stay here for a bit longer ..."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:52 PM

“I mean no offense but we can handle ourselves… well besides Teletubby who looks like a walking corpse. Well I guess he is a walking corpse huh…”

Techno looks at the glass and Dream follows his look frowning….

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:53 PM

I nod, looking at Dream with concern "You should get him out of here"

I don´t notice where the two of them are looking, or at least I pretend not to

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 9:55 PM

Punz looks at the two of them oblivious “Guys lets go!…”

Techno and Dream stay staring at you with concern “Your honor, I believe I would like to sue Tommy over the property of my arm… so ya know I need a judge” Dream smirks pleading with his look

“You have your arm! Dude you can’t sue for that you already got one!…” Techno laughs

Dream snorts under his breath “idiot” then rebuttals “Fine fine how bout for emotional damage… or assault?...you know because he did kinda kill me to be fair…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 9:59 PM

"I ... I'm sorry, the proceedings are over today" I chew on my lip not liking the fact that they´re staying. Why weren´t they going already? "You ... you can- your request can be processed tomorrow?"

I tried not to think about that last part. It wasn´t Tommy who killed him, it was me

he was here now, breathing and alive ... still I couldn´t forgive myself. The glass looked even more welcoming than before and it was scary in a way. I was no longer being hysteric, I shouldn´t have those thoughts anymore

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:01 PM

Punz joins in “Your honor, who do I have to sue to burn Las Nevadas to the ground?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:01 PM

"... try Quackity?"

I offered weakly not really sure at the moment

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:02 PM

Techno and Dream join in at the same time “so to court?”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:02 PM

the law would pretty much blame it all on Dream, I wasn´t even sure if any of these cases would be possible to push through

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:02 PM

Dream offered his hand… Techno pushes him aside and offers his

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:03 PM

"I-I already said ... you need to come tomorrow ..."

I shied away from their hands, why were they doing this? They should just leave me here and go ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:04 PM

“Tomorrow… I have to let them live till tomorrow?…” Techno asks outraged

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:05 PM

"I mean ... you can do it without the court?" I offered. It was how most of the things on the server were dealt with anyway ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:05 PM

Dream snorts “but what about the laws…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:06 PM

"... you know how they work ... you wouldn´t win at court anyway ..." tears sprinted to my eyes again

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:06 PM

“Eghhh maybe….” Dream responds a calculating look in his eyes

“Bruuhhhh…”

“Chat… really wants someone dead now… and Teletubby would be the easiest but he also just came back so like… Tommy sounds good…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:06 PM

I laughed a little but it wasn´t happy laugh "So suddenly they want more death huh?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:07 PM

“Always.”

Techno sighs… “Chat always wants blood… “ he gestures to the floor “you’d think this would be enough…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:08 PM

Despite knowing better, I couldn´t help snapping back at him "That´s not what you said 10 minutes ago."

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:08 PM

Techno looks at you “Look they didn’t want your blood ok?… they were all crying for Dream  and calling me TechnoSoft but I couldn’t deal with them crying for you too….”

Dream turns to you “Wait what?!”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:10 PM

"Why would they cry for me?"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:11 PM

Techno sighs his headache getting worse “They like you…”

Punz off in the corner wonders -Do they like me?

Dream laughs “Well that’s unfortunate if Chat likes you it usually means you’ll be a wanted criminal… that's ironic…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:13 PM

"What?! Why?!" I didn´t understand what I could possibly do to make them like me

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:14 PM

"Well ... I'm letting you go ... that will probably mark me a criminal in many people´s book"

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:14 PM

Techno shrugs “How should I know?… The shits liked Tommy too at one point so ya know their judge of character is questionable…”

Dream-“true”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:16 PM

I nodded. That seemed about right. It was probably just a phase and Chat will grow out of it soon. Hopefully ... I really wasn´t someone they should like

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:16 PM

“Guess that means you gotta come with us for like protection…” Techno adds

Dream finally processing Techno’s words “Hey what the hell is wrong with you?!… Chat likes me too you idiot.”

Punz snorts, Dream glares at him and Techno chuckles

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:18 PM

I snicker at that but I´m still a little hesitant to go with them ... Punz would probably stab me if I went anyway ... which actually might not be the worst outcome ... I probably shouldn´t think like that

still I couldn't imagine why they´d want me to come with them. Surely not to protect me ... but maybe I should go ... I owed it to them no? If they wanted to execute me ... well ...

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:20 PM

“Ya know you do have a point though, Dream… considerin you were like tortured to death a minute ago… whoever Chat likes doesn’t have a good time…”

“See exactly why you have to come with us.” Dream adds

he stares at the remains of the pool of blood on the floor

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:21 PM

I follow his gaze, feeling the shame nag at me again, it never went away to begin with

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:22 PM

“Wait… are you saying this is Chat's fault?” Punz poses curiously Dream glares at him unamused

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:22 PM

I chuckle a little

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:22 PM

Techno shrugs “How should I know?”

“Look Dream is the one who looks like a god, ask him about the millions of children in my head…”

Error-DreamWasFound — Yesterday at 10:24 PM

"Millions of what? ... and they demand blood on a daily basis?" I´m slightly concerned about Chat's mental state now

Bleue_Flora — Yesterday at 10:26 PM

“Well they aren’t all children… even if they act as mature as them… but yea…”

“Also chat would like to say umm ‘F you they are perfectly sane thank you very much’… I wouldn’t believe them”

{The end... aka I fell asleep}

[the-arkaives]

WELCOME TO THE ARKAIVES!

NOW PLAYING: curses - the crane wives “OOH, LAY MY CURSES OUT TO REST! MAKE A MERCY OUT OF…”

WHAT ARE THE ARKAIVES?: so, I realized that suddenly, i was no longer the only person who had Miss Kai Drew rotating in my brain. now, I may be the only one with her doing so 24/7, BUT THERES OTHER PEOPLE NOW-

The Arkaives are your one stop shop for the small little Kai Drewniverse Fandom! you’ll get cannon posts from me, and then the other arckaivist’s fucking BANGER ass “fannon” posts (GUYS I AM EATING THAT SHIT UP KEEP IT COMING)! it’s just a way for this tiny ass community to thrive :]

HOW DO I BECOME AN ARKAIVIST?: simple! reach out to me, say you wanna become an arkaivist, and then BOOM! you’re in! but if you’re a fucking douchebag/asshole i am NOT afraid to kick you out. this is a silly funtime blog, and if you bring bad vibes i am kicking you out. also don’t argue with me about cannon. I’m the author i know what I’m talking about 🤨‼️

WHAT CAN I POST AS AN ARKAIVIST?: you’re allow to post anything as long as it is vaguely Kai related! like, saw something pink and yellow? KAI DREW REFERENCE POST IT‼️‼️‼️ (<- fun fact: actual way i make going out in public fun instead of nerve wracking) it doesn’t even have to be just Kai! got ideas about relationships between Kai and ‘x’ character? POST IT! that’d probably be helpful for me writing nmk/kai in hf stuff, as I’m always a biiiit afraid of mischaracterizing the people of Hatchetfield in the fanfics. But, like, Kai lore isn’t just Hatchetfield! believe me, i forget too, but she’s in a shit ton of fandoms! so, if you’re into one of the other fandoms she’s in? join! fair warning, though: the Kai in HF lore is ROTTING my brain, so there’s gonna be a lot of that shit-

ARKAIVIST ONE - @pastriibunz

NAME: Pastrii!! :D

PRONOUNS: she/her :]

the kai drew fan. literally. i made her!!! i made that guy!!!! the creator of miss drew, the writer of the fics, the artist of the cannon art, the admin of @shxwstxpper (and this blog too), and professional pokotho prophet (/j)! ive definetly got a better intro on my main, (and it does list what fandoms kai's in so do take a look!), but this is my little bio sooo yeah!!! :D

ARKAIVIST TWO - @skylines-turnstiles13

NAME: Max!! :]

PRONOUNS: he/him :D

MY SON!!!!! the admin of @laika-at-hatchetfield and the reason this blog exists! legit my brother in christ told me to do it and my ass was like "yes sir 🫡‼️" and now we're here! he makes some DELICIOUS ass art (seriously man eating that shit UP) and made it so our first posts were angst (all hail the boy!!!! doing what i couldnt <- was going to wait a bit for soul crushing angst- let yall get comfy b4 i fuck yall up). GO FOLLOW THEM THEY'RE COOL AF 🫵😡‼️

ARKAIVIST THREE - @chillibeanos

NAME: Chilli/Max :3

PRONOUNS: Any :D

MY (other) SON!!!! I lob them sm GAHEGEGEGVR THE SILLY!!! they also have a neato lil guy named Bean Sprout so GO CHECK THEM OUT 🫵😡‼️‼️‼️ GO FOLLOW MY BOY 🫵😡‼️‼️‼️‼️

ARKAIVIST FOUR - @raspberrysmoon

NAME: elliot/alice/(rasp)berry/ella/julian

PRONOUNS: he/him + she/her + fawn/fawns + star/stars + they/them + it/its

YET ANOTHER ONE OF MY SONS!!!! I feel like getting added to this account just means you become one of my sons- silly little guy!!! they’ve got a more in depth intro too- FOLLOW THEM RIGHT NEOW 🫵😡‼️

ARKAIVIST FIVE - @christianchasity

NAME: Kacie!! :>

PRONOUNS: she/they

im literally neuerodivergent and a minor? but ayways im the rp expert because i ave 12 different accounts and i have 3 years of expeirence.... but i also have the tism and adhd and i am the grace chasity fan okay tats it love you consually an platonically!!!!

[prentissluvr]

https://www.tumblr.com/prentissluvr/752757433804505088/ml-do-u-have-any-sam-fic-recs-in-desperate?source=share

yes im the same anon hahaha how did u know!! (it's not creepy chill hehe) and yes im 18+ ,, i turn 19 this july :)

i don't mind either (nsfw/sfw fics) and im so glad that u have high standards for fics because i do too ! lol

okay yay perfect!! you use the small text and spell the kissy sound like "mwauh"! the way you use punctuation is also pretty distinct heh. so yeah that's how i knew! lol i might not know just from the small text, but the mwuah is distinct and cute to me! i usually see it like muah or mwah, but you mix the two and i noticed that right away lolol

so tbh i don't have much because i haven't done a huge dive into spn fics on here! i kinda just jumped the gun and began writing for it first and have spent most of my time doing that rather than reading! but i have one author with several works that are all incredibly phenomenal and a few more fics!

i highly recommend anything that @uncouth-the-fifth has written for sammy !!! i've had reblogs of several of her fics sitting in my drafts so i can write a raging review under them LOL haven't gotten to it yet because of how much i've been writing but you guys can look forward to me going absolutely fucking insane in the tags fr lmao. i'm also working on reading playing house right now! i'm not even halfway through the first part and i'm already feeling soso insane about it !!!! her writing is genuinely beyond amazing, it's crazy crazy crazy yall will be hearing all about how obsessed i am in my reblogs. the first one i read was click and uhhhh i could go on and on and once again i'll save it the for the rb. short version, it's one of the best fics i've ever read in my entire life!!! in terms of writing, fluffy parts, and the smut. mindblowing guys. absolutely mindblowing, like i said, i could go on!!! anyways anything she writes is bound to be absolutely incredible.

under the hood by @deandose is short but sweet!! super super cute <33

hold your breath by @deanswhiskey is great, it looks like she's got a few other sam works, too!! i have don't let me go in an open tag actually, i'm excited to read it!!

research by @bunnysbrainrot (nsfw) has me going feral, i have a thing for thigh-riding and this one is INSANE KSHDFUD, they have some more smut fics as well that i haven't read yet!

i hope you folks don't mind the tag!! just want you to know your fics are loved!! i promise you've all got reblogs on the way from me, just haven't gotten around to it yet <33

so yeah, ik that's not much and there's a chance you've read these before, but i just haven't gone too too deep in reading a lot of spn fanfic on here. i'm sure there's more on ao3 as well, i just haven't done much reading on there either. but! i do hope there's at least one or two here you haven't read yet that you can enjoy!!

[krewekreep]

Im so sorry I can’t actually cause people are taking this advice 😭 im just gonna have to be an « asshole »

Let’s go in reverse: I agree the trend of mature, 18+, gritty/graphic, ROUGH, « dark » fanfics are a problem! But why? It’s an opportunity for larger conversation about the fact TOO historically « women’s literature » (don’t get annoying about semantics this is how historically women dominated genres are referred as… cause yall sensitive and don’t know shit to actually disagree💕) . HISTORICALLY!!! WOMEN’s LITERATURE IS RAUNCHY, NAUGHTY, HORNY, etc.

If you don’t know, now you do…hey! Women don’t get to enjoy ANYTHING in a public facing forum…so those dark horny thoughts gotta go somewhere…and that’s quite literally aspects of the origins of the « romance » genre in general…

Now back to BLACK PEOPLE. Again, old tumblr hoe—celebrated ten years of my OG blog 2023…I’m 25…I went to an arts school and am published in a Harvard Journal (Transition Magazine #121 & among other things had FICTION published and acknowledged by scholastic in high school…my story is included in the purchasable edition of Best Teen Writing of 2017 Scholastic…)

Im only giving SOME of the resume cause people LOVE to debate and in this instance this is just someone with more awareness and actual training clarifying some inadvertently HARMFUL advice…

BLACK PEOPLE BLUSH! IM A DARKER MEDIUM TONED BLACK WOMAN WITH RED UNDERTONES AND I HAVE BEEN EMBARRASSED IN MY LIFE (like the white girls) and had my blush VISIBLE AND POINTED OUT! That was just a weird and annoying thing to see someone STAND ON? You saying someone lightskin…WHO IS BLACK…can’t blush? Like I know I’m being nitpicking but you can’t give advice if you can’t also take someone pointing out it’s weaknesses…😩🫤 that makes zero sense right?

*The Youthforia foundation example is the ELITE example now to scientifically prove and disagree with folks who say black people don’t have undertones…yes we can blush

Nooooooo nice intentioned people in the replies « flushed » « blushed » « mewled » whatever the fuck like just use the damn word 😭 someone is gonna suddenly STOP and close your fanfic cause damn…the black girl blushed? UNREALISTIC! Like im sorry yall take the internet too serious onfg 😭😭

Respectfully…the portion about hair…is to each they own cause everyone gonna call texturism or some weird shit when no! A lot of black women across the hair curl spectrum can…maneuver their hair however…if you are black and not…projecting your experience onto everyone else…like I went to a black school in a black community…in New Orleans…I’ve seen all kinds of hair and the things you can do…this is with the UTMOST respect to my sisters but like your hair issues are not universal and I can’t wait for black women to stop doing that about our looks, bodies, hair, etc…

FOR NON BLACK WRITERS: Baby if it’s too out of bounds how about you just don’t write black characters? From the girl who has sat in front of white published authors who visited my arts high school with terrible narrative attempts at USURPING black narratives for their own….i know how to challenge actual bad faith writing. Look my loves…if you know someone black ask them to read it—if you don’t know anybody black respectfully besides diversity points and seeming to woke id challenge you to give me a reason you need a black character…heart of hearts it’s gonna be just because…so let’s also too check our need to be « inclusive » just coming off as hand fisted diversity…ANYWAY!!! LMAOOO

For my black writers: When did we all become the same? I’m so confused? Maybe cause I’m very GROWN and act like it I don’t get and am growing tired of the necessity for their to almost be prescriptive RULES on how to BE black and engage with blackness…write my loves. That’s why so many people end up like SpongeBob with a fantastically designed « THE » and nothing the fuck else…you gotta fall to figure out riding a bike right? Just WRITE AND SHARE IT! discord, Twitter but find spaces just for that! Waiting on acknowledgement from tumblr, Twitter, wattpad (I don’t know wtf yall are on now fr anyway) is why yall stay in a insecure headspace too…too hungry for the likes and love but can yall admit that??? just fucking write bro 😭 before you literally continue your unchecked compulsive nature to not be disruptive or a problem…(cause yall tryna make the internet a safe space and it’s the internet like stop and go find community in real life no tea no shade I swear) just write…it’s inconsequential TUMBLR SMUT LIKE STOP THIS ISNT SIGNING THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE WE ARE ALL COLLECTIVELY HORNY, CURIOUS PEOPLE IN LOVE WITH REAL LIFE AND FICTIONAL PEOPLE WE WILL NEVER BE WITH!

IF JUNGKOOK MAKES THE BLACK GIRL FUCKING BLUSH SHE FUCKING BLUSHED! IF NANAMI RUNS HIS FINGERS THROUGH HER HAIR EASILY DAMN MAYBE HER LEAVE IN JUST THAT GOOD!!! IF SHE WANTS TO BE HELD DOWN IN THE DARKNESS UNTIL SHE CANT BREATHE AND BROUGHT BACK TO THE LIGHT BY THE SAME *INSERT* LET HER!! ITS FAN FIC YALL 😭🫡

for fanfic writers and readers

as a black girl who loves a lot of different movies and shows, fanfic allows me to read stories that put me in the middle of my favorite things. however, fanfic often (unintentionally) excludes girls who look like me.

i am so sick and tired of reading a fanfiction and having to rewrite it in my brain because a character description immediately implies that the reader is white. if you don't know what i mean, here are some examples.

"your skin turned pink" or "you blushed": black girls and women with darker skin tones CANNOT blush. our skin does not just turn pink

"pulled your hair into a messy bun": my 4a hair cannot be pulled into a messy bun at random. i may be able to do a ponytail if i have braids in, and i might be able to tie it up if I have an old twist-out, but a "messy bun" is often not possible.

"he ran his hands through your hair": yeah...unless my hair is in a silk press (and an OLD silk press), that's not happening

there are a plethora of other examples that would make this post insanely long, so let me get to the point. there are very easy ways to make fanfic a bit more inclusive; all you have to do is tweak a few character descriptions. OR, put in your pairing or warnings that the reader is implied to be white.

and finally: please, please stop tagging your DARK fanfictions "xblack!reader." i am tired of searching for fluff under the black reader tag and finding non-con, dark themes, etc., ESPECIALLY when the fic ends up being for a white reader💀.

the goal of my page is to create a safe space for black girls who love reading fanfiction. i am only one person, so if you'd like to help, here are some ways to do that!

send me fics (preferably marvel and stranger things to start) that are with a black reader

comment some other things in fanfics that imply that the reader is white or that make the fic a little less accessible

REBLOG FICS BY BLACK WRITERS

[lady-ragnvindr]

So yeah anyways, I read the fanfic that people were talking about

(The Childe x Reader 🧊🥢thing ya know)

And uh... I kinda have mixed feelings about it?

⚠️: mentions of manipulation, literally something got ya know.. on (y/n)'s ahem.

(TUMBLR ATLEAST MAKE ME DO UTCS UGH)

I am aware that the series has like chapters on it and pretty much I don't know what majority of the context is on the fic but lemme tell you that

I stopped halfway through, the part where childe was denying to the reader that they love it because their body says yes but their mind says no otherwise while her ass got shoved by ice cubes and chopsticks (the ones zhongli bought for Childe 😭😭)

Ngl, kudos to the author for adding that detail holy shit

Look, I've had my fair share of reading dark shit.

(I mean, 117013 already took my soul 😬)

But this hits different like--- Jesus Christ I'm having war flashbacks about being emotionally manipulated.

But then again, curiosity got the better off me and well here I am somewhat fine and not???

So clearly there's no one to blame but myself

FJSKRKTKG

But going back, it's kinda scary that there are similar fanfics such as this one out there (like a cross many fandoms)

Not the NSFW stuff, more like the Stockholm syndrome and emotional manipulation type of shit and probably a small percent of the fandom is into that shit and kinda romanticize it???

Idk man, internet is wild sometimes.

But moving on, Can the people not mention this fanfic to The English VA of Childe Griffin Burns???

Like, that's not needed??? Why are you doing that are you OK??? Like, Griffin and Childe aren't the same person. He's just the voice of childe. Don't link him into these types of shit.

Smh, y'all be thinking it's cute to send hint this on his tiktok live, mans already been bashed by fans after promoting vday cards (one of them containing chilumi: Aka childe x lumine) give that man a break---

Just... In summary, Eh.

I genuinely don't know what to say other than, yeah these types of fanfics exist and for fucks sake don't include Childes VA in this.

To those who spammed 🧊🥢 on his live, fuck you.

To those who also blamed the reader when it's obvious that they are the victim, fuck you.

To the minors who make other minors read it,

Fuck you

-🍷

Ok usually im not a big fan of fics like that-- personally I hate fics like that bcz one, i hate how a lot of movies and fics do romanticize shit like that and yes sometimes, say the one that kidnapped you turns all good and cutsey with you and only for you, and this goes with my affection with some villains-- is adorable. BUT when its too toxic or when its just too far I just leave the fic or stop the movie and im out.

If ppl-- minors cant handle shit like that then fucking LEAVE THE FIC AND AUTHOR ALONE.

Its your fault for wven interacting the fic knowing the warnings of the fic itself and if you had curiosity then thats completely understandable but then you go and talk shit about it--BIG BRUH FUCKING MOMENT.

As for those who spammed the emojis ln Griffin- wtf were yall thinking about??!?! LEAVE THAT MAN ALONE.

[imaginethathaikyuu]

How did I find your blog? I was looking for soft Kuroo content on google. And your soft birthday hc’s for him came up. And that’s also how I found tumblr

What was the first story of yours that I read? That Kuroo piece ^

Roughly, how long have I been following this blog? Well I found that piece shortly after it was posted so…. Around the beginning of December 2019 I think. Got a tumblr a few months later and you were the first person I followed (had you in my bookmarks bar before that! (still have you in my bookmarks bar and when I share my screen in classes there are occasionally questions. I ignore them))

What’s something I’ve noticed about you personality wise? You’re really clever and funny. But you’re also sweet. But because you’re clever you have no hesitation in setting up and enforcing your boundaries, and I really admire that strength and confidence.

Have we ever interacted, either by PM, ask, or in the comments? What was my perception of you? YES!!! PM, SOOOOO many asks, comments, and you sent me an ask. And reblogged it. And I cried. A lot. My perception: you’re lovely and I want to h*ld your h*nd ….please.

What’s my favorite story of yours? Oh how to choose. Firstly, I’m a nb, biracial, bisexual. Honey, I’ve never made a choice in my life. But let’s try here. Anything you’ve written for Tsukki. Literally all of it is gold. Fight me. I was going to write “especially [piece title]” but I LITERALLY CANNOT CHOOSE ONE. Your Bokuto nightmare piece. Your Kuroo angsty fight. Your Tendou dealing with S/O with parents who yell piece. Your Kinktobers. Your Futakuchi and Mattsun pieces. And your Terushima pieces. Ugh. I CANNOT CHOOSE. OH AND YOUR STREAMER KENMA!!!!!! OKay just… all of it. I can’t choose. I tried, and I failed, and I’m willing to admit failure.

What’s a story I’d love to see you write? I don’t want to say this… because it hurts me… but I just KNOW you’d write brilliant angst. Some of my fav pieces of yours are pained beginnings with happy endings. That fight with Tsukki after a bad day at work. The pieces I mentioned above (nightmare pieces and fighting pieces and angsty home life ha.. ha.ha.ha.). That Oikawa one where the reader wakes up in bed without him and thinks he left. You write these gorgeous atmospheres and descriptive, visceral feelings, and if you chose to use it for evil…. You could get evil shit done. You’re SO powerful. So I want to read it… but also…. I don’t. I’d love to see you write ABO like you mentioned a while back or just see you explore a cutesy soulmate AU or something. I think you’d be really good at writing an AU where you hear what the other person’s listening too. I feel like you’d be so good at making me feel something for someone who was in another city. (think this would be cute with Tsukki cos he’s headphones boy, OR terushima because I like the dynamic of someone flirty, who clearly cares about looks, falling for someone he can’t see) ANYWAY….

Favorite pairing you write for?/fav reader insert? Tsukishima x reader. It’s my fav self-ship. (but also Mattsun, Bokuto, Oikawa, Tanaka, and Akaashi because you write them SO WELL!!!!)

Have any of your stories helped me through a hard time? Of course. Your self-harm piece came at a time I needed it. Iwaizumi’s in particular saved my life. But also your Tendou dealing with S/O parents who fight… came right when I needed it. Also starting college… was hard.. And reading and rereading your fluff really pulled me through it.

Have any of your stories hit closer to home? YES (see above).

Do I genuinely like your blog, it’s aesthetic or posts? It’s overall feel? It’s content? Yes. The aesthetic is, ngl, a wee bit basic. But I kinda love that. And the feel? It feels like home. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Your blog is my safe space. So, yes, I love. It’s content? YES. OF COURSE. Your personality probably could have kept me here even if your content was kinda shit, but I follow you RELIGIOUSLY because of your content. So yes. I adore.

Is English my first language? Kinda??? I grew up in a trilingual household so I kinda learned three languages at the same time while growing up. But no, I don’t need to translate it in my head. Because English was one of the three.

Anything I want to share? Yes. Please keep being kind to yourself, caring for your mental health, enforcing your boundaries, loving Akaashi, and just generally being you. You’re so lovely as you are, and I hope you continue grow, but never change. Also I’m sorry about all your work stuff…. It literally makes me feel sick. And I hope you find a job where that’s not tolerated, or that your work finds a better way of protecting it’s employees. I know you know this, but none of it is your fault. I just hope things improve. AND I love you… a lot. And I’m so proud of you hitting 9K and you deserve so many more followers because your pieces are just... GORGEOUS. I can’t wait until I’m at Barnes and Noble in a few years and I can pick up a hardback copy of your debut novel. I’m so excited to say “I knew Em Akaashi (which is your legal name as far as I’m concerned) before she was so popular among the masses.”

so ive been trying to figure out the correct and worthy way to reply to this ask since the moment i got it......because its so fucking sweet and kind and amazing and pure and perfect and i just dont know how to use WORDS to explain the way it makes me feel so.......i will just reply in bullet points in regards to every question u answered to make it a lil easier :D

- the fact that u found my blog on google ....... like this may be odd and a very specific thing but before i made this blog i always hoped that 1 day my fanfic would pop up in google searches bc thats ALWAYS how i found fics when i was reading them religiously and i felt so much ENVY!!!!! LIKE I WANTED TO BE THERE I WANTED MY FICS TO B POPULAR ENOUGH TO POP UP ON GOOGLE.....that may sound very selfish but its true......so thats just very cool to me... :]

- u’ve been here for so long omg 🥺🥺🥺🥺 if anyone in ur classes ever asks jus promo my blog like its nbd 

- thats so sweet what 🥺🥺🥺 i try my best to advocate for myself and be confident for myself.....ive spent far too much of my time being silently uncomfortable because i was afraid of pushing someone’s buttons seeming rude.....but NO MORE!!!! i know what upsets me, i know my triggers, i know what i dislike experiencing, and im never gonna let myself be anxious or uncomfortable for someone else’s sake, esp if theyre being rude 2 me. i would say its less strength and confidence and moreso me attempting to take control of my anxiety in the places i can (aka on the Internet) bc i am SICK OF ANXIETY ATTACKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

- BBY no dont CRY!!!! im racking my brain trying to think of who u are i wanna know so bad so i can thank u personally for being the kindest person in the world n so i can send u more asks >:(........MY HAND IS URS TO HOLD!!!!! dont tell akaashi tho 

- OMG my TSUKKI pieces.....hes so hard to write why ;-; thank u so much im so glad u enjoy my works<3333

- NOT ANGST NOT LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!! pained beginnings to happy endings are my specialty.....IMAGINE me writing a sad ending like i CANT!!!!!!!!! ive only done it a few times and it is so Difficult.....YALL ARE SO LUCKY IM NOT EVIL!!!!!! ive had this idea for an angsty akaashi fic that i think about and write in my head every night before falling asleep and it Hurts and i wanna write it but i also can’t make myself :D ABO would be very fun but i genuinely do not know how to explore the concept while making it feel like it’s Written By Me.....u know what i mean? same with soulmate aus, i really dislike writing them because theyre just boring to me like they all feel the same everything’s been done for them.....which is FINE!!! but i write enough cliche stuff as it is HAHA, a long distance type soulmate au could be fun and interesting but ldr’s trigger me bc of a past relationship so </3 but hey maybe someone else could use the idea!!!!!

- gotta love tsukishima <3

- im rlly glad my writing could be there for you friend, one of the biggest reasons i write fanfic (and write the kind of fics i write) is bc i know firsthand how much reading sweet stories abt ur comfort characters can help u through the shittiest times - i just wanna offer ppl some support and happy feelings and love cuz sometimes fanfic is the only time we can find those things (and theres nothing shameful abt that either if anyone bullies u for reading fanfic i will fight them)

- I KNOW MY LAYOUT IS LAZY AND BASIC AS FUCK AND THAT IS BECAUSE I DO NOT GIVE A SHIT LMAOOOO so im glad u think its ok...... like i dont have the patience to create a fancy ass layout that actually works are u KIDDING ME??????? I COULD LITERALLY NEVER plus i kinda like that its just the basic kinda ugly boring default layout like it makes it simple and easy and i feel like it brings focus to the only thing on this blog that i care about which is my writing, i rlly only care about the content here and not aesthetics jdbljdabsdk that blue background will be there til i Die......i adore u more btw 

- WHOA trilingual what the hell ur so cool tell me more 

- you have my word, friend, that i will continue to do all of that so long as you do the same. take care of yourself, be kind to yourself - i know u can do it, ur so kind to others and u deserve to be kind to urself, too so this is the part that genuinely brought me to tears because *sappy dumb shit ahead* ok look ever since i can remember the one and only thing ive wanted to do with my life is become an author ...... dreams of book covers with my name written on them and words in pages written by me and fanart of my characters and going into my local bookstore n seeing my book there....these thoughts all haunt my fucking brain because i want it SO BAD!!!!!!!! so bad that it makes me CRY!!!!!!!! ive never wanted something more and just!!!!!!!!!!!! idk how much u meant that part but holy fuck!!!!!! i hope so bad that one day i can send u a free copy of my book as a thank u for being the person u are. u have all my love friend, every last bit of it <333333333

[gracereadstoomanybooks]

answering questions I’ve been asked on TikTok✨

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QUESTION: how did you get into reading?

So, when I was in middle school (many moons ago) we had this thing called AR Testing. Basically, you read a book and take a test on it—the questions were things that happened in the book, it was really simple. If you got a good grade, you got points. The more points you earned, the more eligible you were for the reading party at the end of each semester. Me, being the nerd I am, got top of my class because I went through 8th grade level books like it was nothing. The librarian at my school brought me books from the high school to read since everything was easy for me, and alas, my addiction began. And now that I have adult money, it’s a true addiction. Also, telling my father “I’m bored” and his response being, “go read a book or something” so thanks dad.

QUESTION: what’s one book you ALWAYS recommend to people?

This one is tough because I’ve read THOUSANDS of books, but if I had to choose one, it would probably be Confess by Colleen Hoover. I fell in love with her work in high school when I first read Ugly Love, but Confess is the type of book that pulls at your heart strings, y’all. It has everything people love: humor, sexual tension, drama, love. GO BUY THE DAMN BOOK. Or honestly any book by Colleen Hoover—she’s a fucking amazing author.

QUESTION: outside of making TikToks, what do you do for a living?

I currently work at a restaurant and hate every second of it. If anyone tells you to become a server, DONT. It’s not worth the hassle, I promise you. Sure, you can make decent money but the amount of rude customers and shitty tips you receive each shift is very disheartening. If you really need a job, do anything BUT work in the food industry.

QUESTION: what’s your wattpad story about?

First question: which one? I have about 30 drafts sitting there waiting to be posted. But, I’m going to assume you’re talking about the Harry Styles fan fiction I’ve been working on for the past 4 years and haven’t had the courage to post. I’ll tell you a little about it: Elaine Aldridge is forced into a betrothal to a man she’s never met & loathes. She goes to his court and realizes things aren’t what they truly seem. And the guard her future husband sticks on her??? None other than Mr. Harry Styles. Add in some magic & deaths and you’ve got my story— The First Prince. (Honestly, that’s an extremely shitty description so if you wanna check it out go to my wattpad account)

QUESTION: how old are you?

Ahem. . . twenty-one.

QUESTION: what is your dream career?

Being a published author and having people rave about my books. That’s all. Or, an editor for a publishing company. Imagine reading all day and being paid for it🤩

QUESTION: what was your least favorite read of 2020?

I already KNOW I’m gonna get shit for this but....... the wicked king. YALL I LITERALLY COULDNT GET THROUGH IT IM SO SORRY, I STILL HAVENT FINISHED IT

QUESTION: current favorite author?

Sarah. J. Maas. I don’t know what it is about her writing style, but it’s addicting. Throne of Glass is hands down the best series I’ve ever read. A Court of Thorns and Roses is the first book I’ve EVER reread. Her stories truly suck you in and hold onto you—you get lost so easily in her writing and it’s like once you’re done with a series, nothing will compare. Or, at least that’s how I felt after finishing Kingdom of Ash. Honorable mentions: Jennifer L. Armentrout, Penelope Douglas, L.J Shen, Elle Kennedy and Kennedy Fox.

QUESTION: any recommendations/tips to give to a new reader?

I’ve always given this advice to people who want to get into reading: find what you like and start with that. If you like romance, I’ve got a list for you to choose from. Mystery? Another list. Sci-fi? I GOT YOU. Fantasy? Yes! Sports fiction? It might take me a second but I’ll find you a book. Nonfiction? I’m zero help in that category, honestly. The point of the matter is that you’re never going to enjoy a book if you aren’t interested in the underlying topics.

QUESTION: do you ever find yourself comparing your life to fictional life?

Yes. All the time. I daydream about being apart of the Inner Circle and living in Terrasen with Aelin and Rowan. I think about what it would be like to have real powers and a mate. It drives my boyfriend crazy—but he loves me anyway.

QUESTION: what are your most anticipated books of 2021?

Here’s a list:

A Court of Silver Flames by Sarah J. Maas

The Crown of Gilded Bones by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Gods and Monsters by Shelby Mahurin

Crescent City 2 (Untitled) by Sarah J. Maas

A Vow So Bold and Deadly by Brigid Kemmerer (I just ordered this one & it arrives tomorrow)

Blessed Monsters by Emily A. Duncan

QUESTION: why did you start a Tumblr?

Honestly, I used to love tumblr when I was in grade school (way too young to be on here then but what else is new). I like having an extra space to get my questions and comments out without having to compress it into a 60 second video for TikTok to see. Tumblr is a good place to blog & post things like this.

QUESTION: what’s your favorite song right now?

I’ve listened to Carry You by Novo Amor every day for the past two months and I cry each time.

QUESTION: why write Harry Styles fan fiction?

Simple: I love Harry Styles. I’ve been a fan of him and One Direction since they were on X FACTOR. Read that again. X. Factor. I used to watch their performances on YouTube before WMYB even came out. Of course, I love all of the 1D boys but I was always a Harry gal. And I look up to him in a way—I’ve read things about people wishing they knew him personally and honestly? I would never want to meet him. I like the version of him I’ve cooked up in my brain over the past 10 years. I like the symbiotic relationship I have with his music. Fine Line is a ✨masterpiece✨. HS1 is a ✨work of art✨.

now, some topics I’ve been asked way too many times and want to finally get to:

QUESTION: political views?

the saying “anyone but trump” has been in my brain for the past four years. No, I’m not a republican. No, I’m not a democrat. I like to think of myself as a progressive (ahem, liberal) Did I vote for a democratic candidate? Yes, and I’d do it again and again until the US isn’t one of the worst countries—I’m sorry, businesses— to be apart of. I wanted Bernie but got Biden, and I’m alright with that. And my girl Kamala🥳

QUESTION: how did you feel about the BLM protests?

I went to multiple BLM protests and donated a lot of funds to BLM & other organizations. It’s 2021, people... stop being fucking RACIST. And don’t be afraid to call racist people out! Black Lives Matter, even if no one is posting about it anymore.

QUESTION: thoughts on abortion?

your body your choice, queen! not my uterus, not my problem.

QUESTION: there was a comment on an old video of yours talking about r*pe, why did you delete the comment?

I made a video when I first started my account on TikTok about reading in public and feeling “turned on” by it. Go watch it if you don’t know what I’m talking about. BUT, some ignorant male decided to comment and say “this is how girls get r*ped”. Whew. So. I deleted the comment because ....

I am a victim of sexual assault. Along with a lot of other women. 1 in 5 women have been victims of sexual assault. Talking about being r*ped isn’t funny.

No one else needed to see his comment. I reported it immediately and his account was shut down.

I never got justice for what happened to me, and the fact that some random male—who had never even met me or seen me before my video showed up on his FYP—had the nerve to comment that? Unacceptable.

this question isn’t as controversial but

QUESTION: what’s the best way to get out of a toxic relationship?

okay, let me just start off by saying that the people around you who love and support you are going to be your backbone. Leaving a toxic situation is hard, and every situation is different, but my best piece of advice to offer you is don’t be afraid to ask for help. Your loved ones are going to be there for you when you need them, even if you don’t believe they will. If you explain what’s happening, someone you know and love will drop whatever it is their doing to make sure you get out safely. good luck my babes.

now, back to our regularly scheduled program:

QUESTION: any tips on making tiktoks?

Literally none. I post what I think is funny and relatable and if anyone agrees, I’m satisfied. Even if it’s one view, it’s good enough for me. So I guess my one tip is to not base your life off of an app and followers.

QUESTION: favorite Harry Styles fanfic?

DONT MAKE ME CHOOSE. Duplicity is up there, along with Stall 1&2, and Kiwi. After? Absolutely not.

QUESTION: favorite WEBTOON?

y’all already KNOW. LORE OLYMPUS BY USEDBANDAID. Rachel is a genius and I have reread the series a million times. Hades is my soulmate and Apollo can rot in the fiery pits of the Underworld. also, if we’re talking about other webcomics, reading Walk on Water on mangadex...🤫

QUESTION: favorite movie?

Howls Moving Castle. I will be getting my “a heart is a heavy burden” tattoo very very soon.

QUESTION: I read your Elain theory on tumblr, can you explain a little more?

I thought I was pretty straightforward but I’ll say it again: she is always the “good” one and it’s too suspicious. SJM has already given one Archeron sister a happy ending, Nesta’s is obviously inevitable, but Elain? She has too many options for a happy ending. Lucien, who is her “mate”. Azriel, who is intrigued by her slightly. Her human guy—I don’t remember his name—who is disgusted that she’s not human anymore. Or, alone, planting flowers all day. BUT! My point is that she’s not truly happy. She was forced into the Cauldron just like Nesta. She was ripped away from the life she loved so dearly and didn’t want to give up. The man she was going to marry now hates her guts because she’s a High Fae. She has the perfect set up for a villain plot line and I’m all here for it.

well, that’s all I feel like doing tonight. hope you enjoyed my little q&a! be kind, and talk to you later! byeeee!

[tahthetrickster]

author ask game

tagged by: @luthorao3​ [slav squats]

author name: its. im just tah. tah the trickster. tahthetrickster

fandoms you write for: literally whatever my current hyperfixation is (rn its league) but has in the past included rwby, overwatch, and skyrim

where you post: on ao3 mostly but i sometimes crosspost them here, or at least link to them here

most popular one-shot: god it really still is heat.............. thats literally what i get for writing the literal first two bmbleby smutfics in the fndm huh

most popular multi-chapter story: oh wild its bounty! a fic from my extremely self-indulgent series of my idiot dovahkiin dar’zahyla with her eternally devoted and exasperated housecarl lydia

favorite story you wrote: hh for sake of keeping things tidy ill keep it to fanfic only and say that its call log aka the experimental epistolary mercymaker story that decimated every reader it every had. that said,,,,,,,, moonstruck is my fav in-progress story :V

story you were nervous to post: god. either vermillion (mercymaker, extremely nsfw) or lay your head down (miss fortune/katarina, also extremely nsfw) tbh. one’s a lengthy self-indulgent bdsm fic and the other is... also that but Now With Knives. its always a toss-up abt reactions to that kinda foolishness LMAO

how do you pick your titles: shit dude i literally just stare at the blank title input field on ao3 till i think of a word or phrase or lyric or song title that seems tangentially related and i slap it on there

do you outline: what the FUCK is an outline (which is to say no except on moonstruck and only because moonstruck is an enormous undertaking and @xhuuya​ and i have terrible, terrible memory problems)

how many of your stories are complete: 57 according to ao3! the trick to completing things is to deal exclusively in one-shots

in progress: ao3 says 19 and i am EXTRAORDINARILY unwilling to tally up all the clips and bits and pieces i have lying around because its just not worth the effort to even begin scrounging them all up let alone taking count 

coming soon: with enormous air quotes around the phrase heres the current shit im like,,., actively working on

more of moonstruck with my favorite partner @xhuuya​ because who DOESN’T want an action/adventure/romance story featuring heavy celestial symbolism, puppet-mastering, pining, polyamory, and pirates??

a v nsfw 3-part mf-centered story ft mf/janna, mf/diana, and mf/illaoi stop looking at me like that just trust me ok

a goofy one-shot wherein a young mf accidentally adopts the world’s ugliest street cat, who later gets promoted to first mate (and by first mate she means ship mouser)

a series of just.............. the softest diana/leona content youve ever seen. so soft. theyre babies at the solari temple and theyre shy and gay and in love. its so soft. itll be real good just trust me.

gun goddess miss fortune/PROJECT:leona au fic wherein ashe needs the very specific skillset of one sarah fortune to help further the gnetic rebellion’s cause, and also leona has been tasked as fortune’s escort. features fake dating and also a very, very flustered cyborg (it’s leona)

Local Friends With Benefits Sarah Fortune And Katarina Du Couteau Terrorize The Absolute Hell And Shit Out Of Every Tavern In Bilgewater (And Then Make Out And/Or Fuck, Probably)

do you accept prompts: i mean yall can send me league thoughts/prompts all you want and if theyre funny and/or catch my intrigue enough ill prob do at least a snippet or smthg lmfao

upcoming story you’re the most excited for: MOONSTRUCK!!!!!!!

tag five fanfic authors to answer these questions: fuck uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh @xhuuya​ @proudlyunicorn​ uhhhhhhhhhhhh shit fuck who else writes fanfic these days

[miraculous-writings]

IMPORTANT FOR FANFIC READERS!!!

ive gotten a few messages on ao3 lately, about that one AOB fic I wrote, and I would like to say something really quick to the fandom’s readers.   I really do love and appreciate everyone’s support and comments, but.. the ones which tend do go like “I like this because it makes it so hajime pays as much attention to haru as he does shun” and things like that-- I’d like to kinda gently touch upon that as a fanfic author so hopefully the readers can see it a little more from our point of view as well.  I dont believe it is that any of us who write Hajishun are in any way trying to lessen Hajime and Haru’s relationship in our fics. It is just, when we  are writing about a certain ship, our main focus tends to be on those two characters specifically, and not alot of others.  I’ll be honest, I was thinking my fic was including Haru too much. Why? Because at first my fic was just coming to me at random and I hadn’t known if it was going to be a HajiHaru or a HajiShun. That’s the only reason Haru was in it to the strong extent that he was. Further chapters likely wont have him in it as much. Why? Because, in my fanfic, he is not a main character, and as such wont be treated as one. The only ones that will get more screentime than the rest of the side characters are going to be him and kai due to their closeness to hajime and shun of course... but that doesn’t mean they are main characters or will get as much screentime.  It’s hard enough as it is to try and create and push out content, especially extremely long streams of seemingly endless words that flow together nicely enough to create a story and with enough difficult / unusual language for it to be considered an even half decent story and not just me rambling. (on average my typing is actually EXTREMELY simple, tons of typos, tons of shortened words, not alot of punctuation, and i tend to sound like an idiot because i cant actually talk / get my words across well in any way that doesn’t end up being in a story format.)  but, to add tons of extra characters and try to make them relevant to the story-- it gets alot harder. takes alot more energy,  But the big one for me? Is the fact that I frankly don’t know Haru’s character well. I don’t get his personality too much (Despite the fact that a group of friends say they think out of all the boys I am the most, and apparently a lot like Haru.) and as such, I have no fucking clue how to write him. It’s even worse for kai-- personally he is so,,, bland and personality-less outside of his interactions with a select few other people that I have no idea what to do with him. And i could certainly never even attempt to write him if he wasn’t interacting with them specifically because I dont see him having much personality outside of his interactions with others.  (I AM NOT SAYING HE DOESN’T HAVE ONE!!! I AM SAYING THAT I, PERSONALLY, DO NOT SEE IT / NOR DO I UNDERSTAND IT ENOUGH TO COMPREHEND HIS CHARACTER / PERSONALITY PROPERLY, AND AS SUCH I DO NOT BELIEVE I CAN WRITE HIM. This is a fault of my own and not any type of fact-- just how my brain is failing me.)  So here are some reasons people may not be writing Haru and/or Kai in your HajiShun stories as much-- or ANY of these boys best friends/other partners into your ship stories ;  -Your author may not feel comfortable writing that character / his personality for any number of reasons  - That character is not meant to be a main character, or even a side character within this storyline, and as such attempting to write interactions can be considered a waste of time and energy the author could be putting towards the actual main characters as well as their interactions, and bettering those as a whole.  - Writing is hard man its hard to try and write alot for a ton of different individuals  - It’s extremely difficult to dissect a character’s personality enough that you can feel confident trying to write them accurately into a story. It takes hours of reearch and time, rereading drama cds, the wiki, rewatching the anime, looking at the tsukiuta twitter SS, the mangas, canon comics, stages, etc. Looking over all those things and trying to absorb as much information, even the tiniest details, and force them into your memory or rewrite them into a notepad somewhere, trying to find spots in your fic to include this information... its all an exhausting process to have to go through-- for someone your fanfiction isnt even about.  - For some of us, we just dont care about them. Personally I dont really care about Kai at all. And only within the past year have I begun giving a shit about Haru, and that is only due to my friends influences. I actually used to reeeeally not care about him-- bordering on dislike due to other fans.  - We are not obliged to write about characters our fanfic doesnt focus on and its kinda weird that yall,,, seem to expect us to put this level of attention and energy into the ones we arent focusing on? for us its just kinda strange and not something wed thing to do or think is all too necessary, since we dont think you clicked on a hajishun fic to read hajiharu or kaishun interactions;;; And things like that. So do keep that in mind! I don’t mind comments like these and im not angry, just a little... confused by them? And worried that other authors might find them to be bordering on slightly disrespectful of us and our writings / the efforts we put into these fics. it kinda feels like being told we arent doing enough, even though we never advertised that we were doing anything for the subject youre talking about, yknow?  But yeah, thank you for reading! I promise ill,,, uh,,, eventually,,, force myself to continue my fics,,, probably. lol. 

[bangtanficrecs]

Lost & Found Batch #18

The newest batch was long overdue ^^;; As always, if you happen to know the fic the ask is looking for, reply to this post or send us an ask with the request number and title/author. If you happen to know any fics from Past Batches, those are more than welcome as well. Thank you!! ~ Admin P

1) Hi! I think my ask got lost TT I was wondering if you guys know of a vmin fic on ao3 where they’re roommates and jimin likes tae and decided to seduce him by asking him to take nude pics of him, and tae ended up not reacting and then they admitted that they both liked each other? Or something along those lines. PLEASE HELP IT WAS SO AWESOME AND I LOVED IT :( thank you!!!

you're only brave in the moonlight by ameliabedelias

2) Hi!! so a while back i was reading a yoonseok fic on ao3, it was smut, and i wanted to read it again but i cant find it, i was wondering if you could help??? it was yoonseok and yoongi was a "beta" but soon found out he was an omega he called himself a "late bloomer"?? and hoseok walks in, they have sex, and i specifically remember yoongi feeling hoseoks dick in his stomach and "rubbing" it. i know its wierd but can you please help me find it???

A Test in What, Exactly, Is "Too Much" by Yooniefucks

3) Hello, I'm trying to find a fic that has taekook in it. I don't actually remember what the fic is about, but I remember that jungkook is a guard/knight and somewhere along the story, the Prince (?) finds out that jungkook is a werewolf since he was bitten as a child and he imprinted on taehyung, who's human if I'm not mistaken. The king took him in, and he used to be chained to a cage/cave (?) during full moon. It will be great if you can help me :) thank you! 💜

4) Hi, I'm trying to find this yoonjin fic were yoongi is walking home from an underground gig and it's late at night. He smells fresh baked goods and it leads him to a building he passes by all the time but never noticed before. He goes inside and jin fixes him a drink and gives him a muffin/cupcake. At the end jin reveals that he's magic and he cast a spell to find love. Thank you for your help!!

5) I'm looking for a yoongi/jimin fic where jimin is abused by his boyfriend (I think the author used a random idol) and yoongi catches on and tries to help but jimin is really damaged. The rest of the group lowkey knows jimin abused but don't know how to help. Sorry I can't remember lots of details but it was really angsty and good

6) hello, im looking for some kind of royalty fan fic where jimin was visiting yoongi’s palace/home? I can’t remember why but they weren’t close in the beginning. All I can remember was a scene where a bunch of boys were in a room smoking and playing poker (half naked?) and a young servant/slave who was able to play any piano piece after just listening to it once and in the end he left with a Russian man who made music.... thank youu

7) Ugh I seriously need help! I’ve been looking for this fic I lost for 3 days now, I really want to read it again! I’m going to be upset if it was deleted :( anyway, it was a fic where the boys were on their way to something and they got in a car crash but it was only Jin, Hoseok, Yoongi, Tae and Kook. Then Jin and Hoseok were kidnapped by a guy named Sung I think, and the fic focused on Yoongi and Tae and Kook traveling through the woods they crashed in looking for Jin and Hobi and then (pt.1) Jimin and Joon were at a hotel with their manager and they were convinced something was wrong and they wanted to go look for them. In the end they got rescued and they killed the Sung guy and Yoongi was shot and I just really want to find it again cause there was an unfinished sequel. I’m so upset. I hope this was enough to help you help me lookfor it!

8) YOOO what's poppin sis'. Can yall help me. I've been looking for this fic where the rap line is an underground rap line and like they perform cypher pt 3? Idfr the name but the main pairings were namjin and yoonmin. Thanks 🤪🤪🧡

9) Hi there! I was hoping you guys could help me find this fic - it's on AO3. It was multi-chaptered, completed, and was a collection of namjoon centric oneshots/drabbles. one of the chapters was inspired by the "princess princess" anime and featured joon wearing panties, bent over jin's lap, before yoongi came to rescue him from a bunch of onlookers. please help!!

10) Hi! I’m looking for a Yoongi/Jungkook fic. I’ve been searching nonstop for a few weeks and I think the author may have deleted it. The plot line is basically this: Jungkook is a medical student who falls in love with Yoongi and eventually loses his drive in the field. I know it has sexual content so it’s either M rated or E. One of the tags was ‘slow burn’ and ‘Jungkook cries a lot’. Thanks in advance!

11) Hello! In the lost chuchu batch 16, #13 is "I Can't Even" by handintheshot in Ao3. But I can't find a link of it. Also, I'd like to ask whether you know about the fic where jimin suddenly has a vagenay and then proceeds to have a hot threesome with jk and tae? If possible, can you please recommend me more like those? Thank you so much 💜

12) Hello! Do u guys know of a vmin pwp oneshot where taehyung has ADHD? They sit in a chair for most of it, and the premise has a slight focus on how Jimin makes it easier for Tae to sit still. It was really sweet, and I can't find it :c

13) I am looking for a 6+1 fic where Namjoon is homeless and in each iteration a different member takes him into their home and life. A recurring element is a cake decorating book that Namjoon borrows from the library - a page falls out detailing how to make a flower with icing, and he keeps it in his pocket. I have used my search-fu but I cannot find it. It was on AO3. I hope you can help, even if it's just with a possible name I can run via the Wayback machine! Thanks!

14) Hello! I would like to ask your help into searching for a story that I can't, for the life of me, find. It's a Yoonmin story but what I remember the most is that Jungkook works as a janitor in an office and he quits because his boss is horrible. However, Taehyung, whom his boss is interested in working with, will only sign the proposal if they rehire Jungkook, so the boss sends Jimin to do it, since Jimin is friends with the both of them. In the end, they all end up working at the same place. TY

15) Hello. I'm looking for a fic where the group had six members but Suga time travels/dimension travels and becomes part of the group as a secret member. I remember that Jin is doing a vlive and is squirted with a water gun but everyone thinks it's Jimin. And when it's reveled to be Suga he's in his dorm room and pulls a big super soaker from under his blankets. I hope that's enough. It's super specific but I can't seem to find it. I hope you can help me :)

16) hey i was looking for this soul reaper or angel?? au where jungkook dies and is taken to the shinigami/reaper realm by the reaper (i think it was yoongi) and i cant find it anywhere :(( i think he dies bc of his new friends and the fic opens with a scene where the reaper sends one of his murderers souls to hell? The reader finds out later i guess. Id really appreciate it if u could find that :(( thank you!

An anon believes it’s Naught Readings For Naughty Readers by supermans_crib, however that has been on AO3

17) Hi! I had recently lost one of the greatest ffs ever, it was a jikook au where they were in the military (?) and jimin had went into a stage sort of like heat and jungkook had to fuck him, he got hekka scared afterwords but they ended up liking eachother

as if it's your last by fatal (cumrich)

18) Hi! I'm trying to find a NamJin fic. I searched the fics here and my bookmarks on AO3 (since I swear I bookmarked it) but I can't seem to find it. It starts out where Yoongi is accusing Namjoon of not moving on. We find out that Namjoon and Seokjin are friends and Namjoon confessed to Seokjin and was rejected. Things get complicated when Seokjin keeps coming around and even interfering with someone Namjoon starts dating. Memorable scene, Seokjin chasing Namjoon in the dark screeching his name.

everything moves on by fruitily

19) Hello. I am looking for a namgi fic where yoongi works in an old bookshop and likes wearing feminine clothing , and namjoon works at a cafe but visits the bookshop often. Namjoon likes art and philosophy but is scared of his parent's reactions so yoongi tells him to fuck society and to "wake up from your sad life and figure out who you are", they eventually kiss as well. I read it on AO3. Your help would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.

20) Hi! I was wondering if y’all could help out with a fic I remember reading? jimin pining for yoongi and for some weird reason I remember a specific scene where jimin (whose brought food for yoongi) waits for yoongi outside of (a studio?) falls asleep waiting and wakes up when yoongi and someone else walk out. Jimin had wanted to eat with him I think but yoongi either says that he’s already ate or is headed to eat with the person. It’s unrequited feelings for a bit of the story.

21) There was a fix where yoongi was a prince and he went out and on the way met all the members who were disney princesses, it was a parody kind of, min yoonji was sleeping beauty and she went back to sleep again and from her castle members got a cat and kittens, can you please find it

22) Hello! I read this fiction a loonnggggg time ago where vminkook were in high school detention I think and kook could read minds and read tae's mind once and hes thinking about potatoes so he calls him potato boy but then the next time tae's thinking about fucking jimin and like yeah LOL I think they all end up in a threesome at the end but yeah I dont remember the title or author ))):

23) what’s that fanfic when it’s an au one of them is overweight and they join their school gym or something? and fall in love with the person who trains them. and there’s this beach scene and a car wash scene near the end. been looking for it for a while, hope you can help!

24) hi! i’m looking for a fic i read a while back, i think it was vmin and one of them had been hurt so the other got them off and they ended up in a relationship i think? pretty sure it was cannon compliant too! thanks!

25) so tae is a student and jk is a professor. jk is engaged to this woman (mina?). basically they are both straight but end up falling for each other so before jk gets married he plans to break up with the girl but she blackmails him with pics of him and his student and turns crazy. i don’t rlly remember what happens after that but later they eventually end up together. i think it’s ab 10 chapters. i’m pretty sure i read it on ao3!

26) Hello! I was reading this taekook fic on ao3 but I forgot what it was called ☹️ basically jungkook travels back in time and kidnaps his last self to tell him how in the future Tae kills himself, so jungkook tries to get his past self to be nicer to Tae and stop him. Past jungkook thinks that Tae cheated on him but he was actually forced to have sex with his “boss” but jungkook doesn’t give him a chance to explain and starts cheating on Tae and is being really nasty to him. Ah help plz if you can

27) I’m searching for a fic and i really can’t find it ... i remember it’s jikook (but not really) and it’s about jungkook (who thinks he’s straight) who downloads a porn (by mistake i think) of minjoon and like he ends up liking it, it’s so vague i’m sorry kfhskcj

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NARUTO A-Z. THERE!!!

A - Your current OTPships come and go but sasusaku is forever

B - A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mindmaybe kakasaku???

C - A pairing you have never liked and probably never willsasunaru

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’tthere’s no pairing that I wish to like if I don’t like it

E - Have you added anything stupid/cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, whati once wrote a fanfic about team 7 getting high

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandomam i still “in” the naruto fandom?? idk but like a good 10 years with nardo

G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in itit was robstar :’)

H - Do you prefer characters from real action series or anime serieswhat kind of question is this what

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and whythere are.... so many i hate....

J - Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblrtumblr did get me into sense8! and critical role

K - How do you feel about the other people in your current fandommy “current” fandom would be star wars i guess and it’s terrible even as a r*ylo shipper most other r*ylo shippers annoy the shit out of me

L - Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask fori ask @baasama to draw all her ss feels and to grace me with some of it too

M - Your favorite fanart or fanartist@baasama

N - Your favorite fanfiction or fanauthor@pastelnoctis

O - Choose a song at random, which OTP does it remind you offor whatever reason Drake’s In My Feels is stuck in my head at this moment and that reminds me of..... idk kiba or smth being a fuccboi somewhere

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)naruto!DnD idk they play dnd or smth idk im not creative

Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and whyi used to like shikaino but that was before i realized shikamaru is a dick

R - A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else shipsso i know people “””ship””” team 7 ot3 but i literally don’t trust/believe anyone else when they say that bc usually it’s just sasunaru shippers who want to pretend they don’t hate sakura OR it’s sakura stans who want her to beat up on/have all the attention from naruto and sasuke (aka if the dicks don’t touch it’s not gay bro)

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanonsasuke keeps a picture of sakura and sarada in his coat pocket that he looks at every night while he out traveling/on missions 

T - If you mostly have homoships, do you have any heteroshipswhat the fuck is a “homoship”

U - If you mostly have heteroships, do you have any homoshipswhat the fuck is a heteroship what are yall 12

V - Are you one of those fans who can’t watch anything without shipping....... perhaps

W - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandomssakura, rey, beauregard, 

X - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandomsTHE OTPs AREsasusakuzutarareylo

Y - A fandom you’re in but have no ships fromhmmMMMmmm idontthinkihaveone

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go gookay listen the RIGHT way to ship team 7 ot3 is for it to Actually BE POLYAMORY okay it’s a THREESOME so that means THREE PEOPLE are all in a relationship with EACH OTHER and love each other EQUALLY. and since sarada is team 7 baby lets say naruto does marry henrieta but it goes south fast and he’s always over at ss house helping take care of sarada and then eventually sasusaku convince him to leave his wife/seduce him and he goes to live with them okay wait some pls i need this -