#LIKE HOW THE FUCK DO YOU ACCIDENTALLY MAKE A RELATIONSHIP MORE TOXIC THAN THE THING YOUR TRYING TO MAKE TOXIC???
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bugwolfsstuff · 3 months ago
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thinking about that one Perpollo time travel reading the books fic/s I read that repeatedly bashed Annabeth (and Piper) and called her abusive and Percabeth co-dependent (Both during and post MoA, you know when one of them was missing for some months and after being in TARTARUS TOGETHER)
But then turned around and somehow accidentally made Apollo literally so so fucking groomerish (and not because Percy was 16 in it) and possessive it was almost funny
And how do I know it was an accident? Both the author and several fans of the author came into the comments to defend that it 'wasn't as bad as Percabeth' when people politely pointed out that Apollo was kinda being really possessive
Yeah so basically if anyone asks me this was the exact reason I dont ship Perpollo
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angelsforthenight · 10 months ago
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MRS. AND MRS. SMITH — abby anderson x fem!reader
ways you can help gaza 🇵🇸
do not buy tlou2 remastered!
a/n: this is way more inspired by the mr and mrs smith series (2024) not the 2005 one!!! this explains why they’re wives :3
you’re an assassin along with your assigned partner/wife, abby anderson. fed up with her toxic behaviour, you’re pleased when the mission is centred around you seducing a man for murderous motives. why? well, because you know it’ll get under abby’s skin. little did you know, things would blow over way more than you thought it would.
cw: mdni, owen feature🤮🤮, long fic, kinda slow-burn ig?, femme fatale, arranged marriage couple, kinda toxic relationship, violence, mention of blades, car sex, mean!abby, bratty!reader, dom!abby, degrading, bdsm, ass-smacking, finger-fucking, cursing, jealous!abby, hair pulling, dry-humping, finger-sucking, choking, rough sex, teasing, squirting.
“short brown hair, rugged beard. got that?” abby’s murmuring voice comes in from the earpiece you’ve got attached. you groan and roll your eyes, wishing you could mute the goddamn thing.
see, any other day, you would’ve loved to hear your wife’s pretty little voice guiding you — her praises when you’d do something right or her degrades if you’d do something wrong both sending shivers down your spine, compelling you to do whatever she wanted.
but not today. today you’re over it. so what do you respond with?
“yeah, i know, anderson. we both got the fucking brief.” you hiss. you know how pissed abby gets whenever you curse at her; so that’s exactly what you do. you relish at the thought of her gritting her teeth, not being able to snap at you in front of all of these people.
that’s right, you two are at a charity gala event. it’s fancy. too fancy to the point where it’s intimidating: glistening chandeliers, artistic decorations and bustling people wearing glamorous attire. you and abby needed to blend in with the crowd so not only are you two dressed smartly for the occasion but are also split up. not that you’re complaining. you’re sick of her. sick of her petulance whenever you’d get glorified by the agency instead of her, sick of how sometimes she can be so simple-minded, sick of how, at points, she lacks at making you feel loved.
your job is to take out an owen moore, for unforeseen reasons. you never question what the agency tells you to do, neither does abby.
you’re planning to lure him in an concealed area with your enticing charisma, make him believe you’re going to sleep with him before slicing him dead with your blade. you prowl through the many people, scanning the area with a keen eye to find him. claude debussy plays as background music, taming your harrowing nerves. killing is never easy.
“found him yet?” abby sighs.
“please don’t distract me.” there’s way too many people and it’s beginning to stress you out. what if you never find him? failing the mission is the last thing you wanna do.
“i’m getting bored. plus, small talk with strangers pisses me off.” she complains.
“not my goddamn problem.” you retort, the ends of your tight-fitting dress flailing against your legs as you pick up the pace, worrying if there’s not enough time, worrying if he’s even here in the first place.
“literally what is your problem? acting extra fuckin’ snobby tonight...”
your eyebrows knit together. abby always finds a way to get under your skin.
“let’s not fucking start—“ you’re about to snap and make yourself look like a fool in front of all of these people until somebody accidentally bumps into you: spilling his drink all over your dress. great!
“oh shit. sorry, i didn’t mean that.” you hear a man’s voice as you stare down at your ruined dress in disbelief. you slowly glance up at the culprit; only to find the noted brown hair and rugged beard staring right back at you. owen moore.
despite your worked up embarrassment and your extreme annoyance, you manage to flash a smile.
“it’s okay, but... you do realise you owe me now right?” you bat your eyelashes, hoping you don’t look silly.
“and what’s that?” owen chuckles, rubbing the back of his head and making immense eye contact. he’s already flirting back, you think. this is about to be so fucking easy.
with a few drinks, owen’s already tipsy and you’re leading him to the vast room. you make him believe you’re just as woozy; stumbling and giggling away. you take advantage of his obliviousness: your hand brushing against the slit of your dress, fingers cupping the wooden handle of the blade in the garter wrapped around your thigh. whilst he laughs and babbles nonsense, you carefully trace the edge of the blade — feelings of excitement rushing to the surface. regardless of the fact that killing is never easy, it’s also never not exhilarating.
you’re about to fully whip out the blade until owen decides to be bold: setting his slobbery hands against the small of your back and trying to lean in for a kiss.
“woah.” you feign a grin, pulling his hands away. “we go at my pace.”
“aww… please?” he mumbles, trying to seem like an adorable puppy but instead making it look disgusting. this is sad, you think. you try to grab your knife again but he’s now grabbing your arms; desperate for a fruitless smooch.
“come on… don’t play hard to get.” he growls, his sudden aggression catching you a little off guard. no need for stress, you know what to do. your knee prepares itself to kick hard in between his legs until somebody’s arm suddenly emerges from behind, wrapping around his neck and squeezing hard.
“what—“ you breathe in bewilderment, eyes widening. despite owen choking and uselessly clawing at abby’s arm for escape, her gaze stays intently trained on yours; a death stare. it’s unnerving.
it doesn’t take long for owen to turn cold and slack, eyes rolling to the back of his head. abby lets him go, but not without cracking his neck first, and you watch as he flops onto the floor.
“what the fuck, abby…” you mutter, palming a frustrated hand across your face. “where the hell did you even come from?”
“there’s doors.” she tilts her head towards the backdoor behind her. you hadn’t even noticed it. your eyes travel back to her; irresistibly ogling at the black suit clinging to her body, complimenting her form. you almost forget you’re supposed to be mad at her.
the blonde chuckles wryly, a petty exhale. “you starin’? assumed pussy boys were more your type.”
“real fucking mature.” you snarl. “i had him. i was this close to killing him, abby.”
“you were taking too long.” abby shrugs, condescendingly pouting. you grit your teeth.
“jealousy? really? grow up.”
“at least i watch where i’m going. nice dress, the wet splotch is a nice touch, really.” she slanders, narrowing her eyes. you scoff, trying to pretend as if that dig didn’t offend you.
“you’re a fucking child. help me with the body.”
you two leave the building with ease, pretending as if owen is a friend that’s had too much to drink, wrapping his arms around the both of your shoulders and leading him to your car. abby opens the boot and you two push him inside. you two will decide on how deal with the body later.
for now, you’re sat on the passenger’s seat whilst abby drives, the two of you salty and quiet. abby’s driving way too fast; her hand gripping the steering wheel like her life depends on it. she’s obviously fuming.
“can you slow down?” you glare at her.
“you owe me… i mean, who even says that?” abby grumbles, ignoring your request.
“a lot of people do. now slow down, we don’t wanna attract attention from police knowing there’s a dead body back there.”
“not to mention that you’ve had an attitude since last night! the way you were flirting with that oliver guy? or whatever the fuck his name was, had to be on purpose. to spite me.”
abby starts driving even faster, increasing your stress. “owen.” you correct, “you’re so self absorbed!” you continue to beg for her to slow down.
“he’s, like, the embodiment of revolting too. don’t even get me started at the way he was trying to force himself on you. i should’ve put a bullet in his brain.” abby rattles on, pure jealousy oozing from her tone.
“you were definitely enjoying it too. i know you were.” she turns her head to look at you, not paying attention to the road.
“abby. abby!” you scream as abby almost runs through a poor family trying to cross the road.
“fuck.” abby murmurs as she swerves messily, just in the nick of time, steering into a deserted field. the two of you are out of breath from the fright, hearts racing from the adrenaline. abby rests her head on the wheel, letting out a long sigh.
“just what the hell is the matter with you?” you scold, “all this shit over a mission? are you serious?” abby’s lack of response leads you to continue yelling at her.
“of course we’re going to have to flirt with our targets now and then! the fuck happened to your professionalism? if i had known you’d be acting like this then i would’ve never—“
“why didn’t you kiss him?” abby raises her head to look up at you, her face blank. you blink, a little taken aback by the unexpected question.
“i…” you look away. you’re not exactly up for abby knowing that you couldn’t kiss him because of her. “where even are we anyway?”
“nice try. since you’re so professional, why didn’t you kiss him? he clearly wanted to. you could’ve easily killed him then.” the corner of abby’s lips arch up into a smirk — the familiar smug look of hers that never fails to get you weak.
“for someone who’s had so much to say just a second ago…” she leans in a little, arm resting against your headrest, “…you’re awfully quiet.” her voice is hushed down to a soft whisper, and you swear you’re beginning to feel a little lightheaded.
“look, abby, you’re my wife… so…” you mumble in response to her pressing question, avoiding eye contact. abby chuckles, loosening her tie. here comes the floodgates.
“don’t play dumb and pretend as if the agency didn’t arrange that.” her finger presses against the dome light of the car; illuminating your embarrassed face. just what she wanted to see.
“you’ve been enjoying yourself, seeing me all jealous like this. you liked playing femme fatale, hmm?” her finger slowly twists itself around a strand of your hair, before she yanks a handful, forcing your head closer. you wince, eyes clenched shut. your cunt decides to flex too — reminding you that she’s got a mind of her own, and that she finds being in an empty field like this, in abby’s car, pretty fucking hot.
“let’s face it…” abby whispers, so close that you can feel her breath tickling your ear, shooting heavy tingles down your body.
“you want me so bad it hurts.” her eyes drift down to your thighs that are starting to shift uncomfortably in your seat. it’s beginning to ache down there and it seems like abby’s aware of that. you can’t help it. after all, abby sitting so close: loose strands of hair framing her face, unfastened tie and darkened eyes fixed on you, feels so good that it’s suffocating.
you squirm a little and abby grins, her fingers still laced in your hair. her grip slightly tightens as she licks her lips. she looks hungry.
“maybe what hurts is your fingers in my hair.” you quip, though your voice is a little shaky.
“maybe you need to fix your attitude.” abby retorts, “like, seriously, pipe down… you’re probably soaking down there.” she snickers, right on the money.
“fuck you.” you glare at her, gauging her reaction. you want to believe you’re saying this out of sheer anger for what went down tonight, but deep down, you know that’s not the case. in reality, you just want to get under abby’s skin. it’s what you’ve been craving since the beginning; to get her pissed.
you wipe the pleased look off of abby’s face, which is now replaced with a frown. your heart pounds with anticipation: so much so that your chest faintly heaves, lips parted.
abby’s eyes wander to your lips and in one swift movement, she pulls you in; pressing her lips against yours. you’re quick to kiss her back, the sweetness of her mouth sealing yours. fervent can’t even begin to explain the way you two are kissing. akin to wild animals, small muffled groans escape the both of you.
desperation is thick in the confined air of the car, as abby pulls away and shrugs her blazer off. you stare up at her.
“hurry… with your slow-ass.” you whine.
“watch your fucking mouth. c’mere.” abby commands. you naturally do as she says and she begins to unzip your dress — not without making sure to go deliberately slow.
“why do you have to be so mean?” you sigh, burying your face in the crook of her neck.
“oh, trust me… i’m only gonna be meaner.” she warns whilst planting gentle kisses on your neck. you’ve always admired abby for her ability to vary from being sour to tender in seconds. little did you know, the peppered kisses on your neck served as a prior apology to how cruel she’s going to treat you in a second.
once everything is off, abby marvels at your body. like a painting in an art gallery, she makes sure to pay attention to even the minuscule details of your body. it’s her favourite thing in the entire world.
“turn around.” abby mutters, her eyes hazy; voice bleeding with lust.
“what?”
“just do it.”
you hesitantly do as she says. abby beams: finding your weak resistance amusing yet is also excited to break you.
“now… bend over.” she coos, clearly poking fun.
you shoot her a glare, cheeks flushed. “what am i, your dog?”
“don’t piss me off.”
you glare at her for a few seconds longer before sighing, reluctantly bending over.
“arching that back and everything… wooow.” abby teases, “and to think i haven’t even touched you yet.”
“oh, just fuck off, abby…” you complain, the embarrassment beginning to overwhelm you.
“what was that?”
“i said fuck—“ but you’re cut off by a yelp when abby brings her palm down flat against your ass. you flinch violently; very, very taken off guard.
“mm? didn’t quite hear you. repeat yourself.” abby taunts, smacking you again. you grunt and flinch yet again, feeling the sting of her slap coarse through your body. abby’s humiliating you, milking every last drop of your embarrassment. the worst thing yet? you’re enjoying this way more than you should be.
“i’m not kidding. speak.” abby commands, showing no signs of mercy. your skin is already starting to gleam red, and your pussy? well, it’s a fucking party down there.
“abby…” you cry, completely under her control. the more she smacks, flesh recoiling under her palm, the more your head goes blank.
“go on babe… finish what you were saying before.” abby prods. this time, when she smacks you, her fingers grasp the flesh on your ass tightly; watching in delight as her fingertips leave little red marks. you’re trembling like a leaf, both from the pain and the arousal.
see, the thing with abby is that she never likes to let things go. she adores jabbing at you until she gets what she wants.
another smack, this one so hard that you need to press your palms against the window. abby then grips your waist and pulls you way closer; making your ass press against her hips.
“you wanna get fucked?” abby mutters, teasingly bringing your waist back and forth against her hips: hard, playful thrusts. your bare cunt pressing against her crotch is, without a doubt, driving you insane. you frantically nod in response to her question, in which abby replies with latching her hand around your neck; forcing you upright so that your back is now against her chest.
“use your words.”
“y-yes…” tears begin to stream down your face. you’re desperate, yearning for her touch as if it’s a life or death situation.
“so finish what you were saying.” her fingers slightly squeeze around the sides of your neck.
“i-i told you to f-fuck off but i d-didn’t… haa… mean it.” you splutter. the you a while ago would’ve had her mouth agape in horror at your behaviour right now.
“see? that wasn’t so hard, was it?” abby coos, her fingers tracing down your stomach, in between your thighs. long, drawn-out circles are traced on your swollen clit, her fingers pressing just the right amount of pressure. you groan, and abby taps her chin against your shoulder; smirking at how your legs are writhing, desperate for more.
“where’d all your attitude go?” the blonde ridicules. her other hand moves over to your breast, squeezing it, her thumb caressing your nipple. as to the hand working on you, her middle and ring finger brush against your folds; up and down. she’s touching you but it doesn’t feel like it’s enough: abby knows that.
“don’t do this to me, abby…” you exasperate. she lets out a breathy chuckle before flipping you over and setting you down onto the car seat. she reclines it back, eyes yet again fixed on you. you stare up at her with big glossy eyes, your head blank as if you’ve been dumbed down.
abby gloats at how helpless you look, grabbing your face with one hand and squishing your cheeks. “you look stupid.”
“shut up and fuck me.” you mutter in a muffled tone. abby laughs as if what you’ve said was the funniest joke in the entire world. you wonder if abby can feel your cheeks burning up against her palm.
before you know it, abby plows her thick fingers so far inside your cunt that you’d squeal, if it wasn’t for abby’s hand still clenched on your cheeks.
“this what you wanted?” abby purrs, fingers curling up against your g-spot already. you moan, back arching and squirming.
“oh! riiiiight, you can’t speak.” she gloats, playfully shaking your head with her hand. you whine in embarrassment, yet you secretly enjoy how she’s handling you like a doll.
abby’s finger-fucking you rough, wet squelch noises filling up the car. the sound of it is so erotic that it leaves you dizzy, eyes rolling to the back of your head. the blonde releases her grip on your face but not her thumb, that slips inside of your mouth.
“suck.” you mindlessly do as she says, as if you’re brainwashed. you can see abby’s cheeks tint red when you slowly suck her thumb, making sure to keep eye contact.
abby chuckles, looking away. seems like she didn’t think you’d actually do it.
“you’re shy.” you point out. you triumph over the fact that now it’s her turn to be embarrassed, but not for long.
“shut the fuck up.” abby says brusquely, her fingers operating way harder than before; relentlessly pounding against your g-spot. you cry, feeling overwhelmingly good.
that rigid attitude you had a moment ago? now dead and buried. you feel surreal, a series of mewls and sobs leaving your lips.
“nothing smart to say anymore? you look fucking pathetic.” and she’s right. you look like a hot mess. abby smothers your tears all over your face. you mindlessly move your hips, fucking yourself on her fingers. she smirks, loving what she’s seeing. you feel a knot beginning to untie in your stomach, sublime throbs coursing all over your body.
“i’m cumming…” you manage to choke out.
“i know.” abby buries her face in the crook of your neck, and you shiver at the feel of her breath against your skin.
“i’ll decide to be nice and let you finish.”
and that’s your cue. with an ending moan to seal it off, you feel your body tense up, eyes widening. abby leans in and presses her forehead against yours. you squeeze your eyes shut, before your body relaxes. you’re panting like a dog, staring up at abby with foggy and depleted eyes.
“so cute…” she murmurs before cupping your chin and kissing you — this time, soft and tender as opposed to the way she was kissing you before. you feel warm.
so absorbed in each other, you two forget about how you’re in the middle of nowhere and how the body in the car boot needs to be dealt with. for now, you two have something more important to worry about: how you’re gonna clean up the mess you’ve left all over the chair and dashboard.
a/n: you made it !!! thought it’d be funny if the target was owen😭😭 hope u enjoyed reading <3
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fairlyang · 5 months ago
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Dos Locos 🕷️
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ཐིཋྀ W/C: 1.8K
ཐིཋྀ PAIRING: ex!miguel x latina!reader
ཐིཋྀ TAGS: 18+ smut. toxic af, broken up, pettiness, cheating x2 (never do this), still so toxic, unprotected sex, being insufferable x2, awful humans, creampie
notes: i wrote the beginning on the last day of may i’m so dead😭 kinda back to writing for mig again 😀 july was for qimir oops. also was thinking of insomniac peter not peter b but it doesn’t matter sjsjsjjs
Broken up. Separated. End of. Not together.
You and Miguel both decided to break up because the relationship had gotten so toxic over the past year and you were both growing tired of it. So you ended it mutually but deep down you weren’t over him and he wasn’t over you either. after all it was a three year relationship.
Unfortunately you were both stubborn and were not going to make the first move to get back together or have one final fling. Especially since you found out he was on some petty shit after a month of being broken up and already seeing someone new.
in another world where his brother Gabriel wasn’t taken, he would’ve been the first choice. but you weren’t a homewrecker. famous last words.
So you did the only logical thing you could think of and hit up one of his work friends because you needed to out-petty him.
You ended liking him the tiniest bit and it may not have been so healthy to do it so soon after the breakup but you couldn’t help it.
Peter was just so sweet and funny, and didn’t nag at you over the littlest of things.
It was a surprise when you started officially going out with him two weeks after that. You saw him nearly everyday and he always spoiled you. Maybe a bit of love bombing but it was just so nice. it was a huge difference from the end of your relationship with Miguel.
You didn’t even care when you found out Miguel was also going out with that girl you saw him with two months ago.
After all, you were broken up, right?
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imagine knowing damn well you’re both seeing other people, hell just full on taken but after an accidental sighting of each other at a bar you ended up in a hotel room together.
both of you folding like a book as if you weren’t in supposed happy relationships. neither of you could deny your feelings for each other and the chemistry was still there as if it never left.
so it wasn’t much of a surprise when he was on top of you, pounding into you as if the breakup never happened.
but his dirty words would quickly remind you.
“eres tan terca-“ he groans as you roll your eyes. (you’re so stubborn)
you had been denying that you missed him since you entered the room. he wasn’t wrong but you weren’t going to be the first to openly and verbally admit it.
“lo dices como si tu no eres!” you scoff making him grunt. (you say it as if you aren’t!)
“you’re a pain in my ass.” he mutters making you chuckle.
“yet here you are fucking me.” you spat quickly earning yourself an eye roll.
he was already so tired of your shit. it’s like he’s getting reminded of the reasons you broke up in the first place. it was bad enough you were as or even more stubborn than him but for it to not even stop while he was fucking you?
even after three months had passed?
and the fact that he liked it? he knew there was something wrong with him.
so he did what logically made sense in his head and started giving you deeper thrusts while keeping his same brutally fast pace.
you yelped and squirmed around but he held your legs in place. you bit your lip and gave him a glare.
how was it possible for him to be this annoying and still not put you off?
the grip he still has on you made you sick.
“aw estás enojada?” he teases making you let out a groan. (aww are you mad?)
he was just so aggravating. but lord was the bickering so badly missed.
so you decided to change the topic on the argument. just to have a slight upper hand.
“so are we gonna talk about the elephant in the room?” you say breathlessly.
“what the fact that you practically jumped into my arms first chance you got?” he murmurs with a smirk.
you shake your head and roll your eyes, “that is not what happened-“ you start but cut yourself off, “how about the fact that you moved on after a fucking month?”
“what jealous?” he taunts and you groan again.
“you fucking wish.” you say and give him a grin.
“if anything you wished i was jealous.” he says stifling a laugh back.
“oh please.” you scoff and he shrugs before coming down so his face was closer to yours.
your hands were on his biceps, because if there was one thing you missed was having them to grip on to. Peter was rather… scrawny.
and as if reading your mind, he continued. “did you think you’d really make me jealous with Puny Parker?” he laughs, making you groan.
“i wasn’t trying to make anyone jealous.” you quickly defended yourself but he didn’t believe a word.
“yeah okay.” he mumbles and holds back a smile.
he did miss this, so of fucking course he was jealous. he was so fucking pissed when Peter started talking about chasing after a girl he was crushing on only to find out it was you.
he wanted to kill him.
but then he realized he shouldn’t be jealous. you weren’t his anymore and he had Dana. he should be more than happy and not jealous out of his mind but yet you always haunted his thoughts, dreams, hell he nearly moaned out your name when Dana was sucking him off.
he fucking knew Peter was giving you eyes but you always claimed he was just being nice.
nice would be letting you go without any marks on your body. even that was pushing it.
he quickly decided against it and leaned down, letting go of one of your legs to squeeze your left breast before sucking on your nipple. he moaned and pulled slightly back before he flicked his tongue over it,
he then went higher and kissed the top of your breast, everything happening so fast your mind didn’t even process when he started to suck onto your skin.
you gasped and smacked his arm before trying to push him away but he wasn’t budging. now you were getting worried.
sure you knew you’d have to face the music at some point but now with a fucking bright ass mark on your breast you’d have a harder time dragging it out.
“estás loco!!!” you hissed and he finally pulled away, with the biggest shit-eating grin. (you’re crazy!!!)
he decided to finally fall into being honest.
“por ti lo soy. quisite escuchar eso verdad?” he murmured and you feel your face flush. (for you i am. you wanted to hear that right?)
he moaned as you clenched against him, a big indicator that he was right. your body always gave you away and you wouldn’t even be able to lie about it.
“you’ve been dying to hear me admit how badly i missed you, haven’t you?. how i missed your hugs, missed your cooking, your kisses?” he admits and you bit your lip trying to fight the urge to give in.
his hand went up to your cheek, forcibly making you lock eyes with him. as if things couldn’t get worse he just kept going, “wanted to hear how fucking badly i missed your mouth? how fucking much i’ve been needing your pussy?”
his tone hit you and you couldn’t stop the moan from leaving your lips. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he slowed down, focusing on hitting it deeper inside you.
“ahora dime, soy el único loco?” he asks and you look back at him, beyond happy. (now tell me, am i the only crazy one?)
because you knew it and were glad it was mutual, and because you didn’t give in first.
he looked at you expectantly, he knew the truth the whole time but he knew with his admission that yours would follow.
you quickly wrapped you arms around his neck, bringing him closer before whispering, “somos un par de locos.” (we’re a pair of crazy people)
he leaned in and kissed you. you kissed him back immediately and it instantly turned into a heated kiss with his tongue clashing with yours. his hands were all over you and yours moved to scratch at his back because him fucking you again was what you’ve been craving.
he went back to pounding into you like there was no tomorrow and knew he wasn’t going to stop until he came inside you. he was already feeling so close and with the way you squeezed him to perfection like you always did, it wasn’t the tiniest bit surprising.
he pulled away so you could both catch your breath but mostly because he wanted to see your face. he loved looking at you when you came. even more so when you came at the same time.
he leaned his forehead to yours, his eyes all glossy, and his thrusts becoming slopping. you clenched against him and felt your orgasm build up quickly. “missed you so much baby.” you whimpered and he nodded, pieces of his hair falling down.
“you have no idea how much i missed you mami.” he murmured making you moan and hold onto his face as your legs began shaking.
“moaned your name instead of his.” you admitted making him smile.
“nearly did the same.” he chuckled making you laugh.
you were truly so alike. in more ways than you could ever count.
“you’re gonna call him after this and tell him to fuck off.” he muttered and you could only whimper.
“you’re all fucking mine i don’t care.” he purred and grabbed your hand, intertwining it with his.
“toda mía, verdad hermosa?” he murmured and you quickly moan out a yes which was enough to push you both off the edge. (all mine, right beautiful?)
he groaned as he spilled his load inside you, making sure it was as deep as possible before doing slow thrusts to ride out your highs. your legs shook and your cries only drove him more insane.
he kissed your forehead as you brought your legs down and he slowly started to slip out of you. as much as he wants you to keep all his cum, he knew you were about to knock out.
his dick slipped out with a loud plop and his cum oozed out and dripped down to your asshole. he quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, getting a towel before running back to you to clean you up.
you closed your eyes as he made sure every drop came out and he softly cleaned you up before throwing the towel away and getting back into bed.
you quickly got comfortable on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you and lifting the blanket over your bodies, so happy to have you back.
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myslutwritings · 1 year ago
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Hello could you do uppermoons with a S/O who has anger issues?
ofc! thank you for the requesting:)
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➤ Uppermoons reaction to a S/O who has anger issues
including; Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu & Urogi
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Muzan Kibutsuji
• He believes the way you act is childish whenever you’re angry/upset.
• A little bit hypocritical of him considering he potentially has slight anger issues himself but after all he is a demon so he assumes it’s normal. Doesn’t really think much of it tbh.
• If you’re the type to have frequent outbursts/tantrums when you’re angry i feel like he would just ignore you until you’ve calmed down.
• Not the best at comfort. Affection isn’t his forte.
• Once you’ve calmed down a bit he’d return to comfort you in his own way.
• His way may not be as affectionate but it’s his way of showing you he cares.
• Muzan isn’t a softie (obviously) he’s very intimidating and downright the embodiment of evil so his way of showing affection is not ideal.
• But he cares though (more than you think)
• As your relationship progresses and you open up more about your own mental issues and needs and how you prefer to be cared for whenever you’re having an episode he’ll try to be more understanding!!
• Muzan still isn’t all that used to it but he tries just for you.
• Sometimes finds it amusing when the smallest little things piss you off though..
• He’ll chuckle under his breath at your little childish out bursts which only adds more fuel to the fire.
• Might bring you one of his victims so you can take your anger out on them because he assumes it’ll soothe down your nerves
• He’s never met someone like you and your emotions are pretty powerful. It makes him wonder how powerful you’ll be as a demon if he were to turn you into one. He prefers you as a human though because of the power imbalance.
• Fights may occur frequently between y’all due to you accidentally taking your anger out on him sometimes (god help your poor soul)
• Don’t worry! He won’t kill you.
• Usually he is very calm whenever you’re angry but if you just lash out and take everything out on him he’ll get pissed too.
• Whenever you two are some arguing you guys kind of just forget it ever happened and he just holds you in his arms or makes you sit on his lap to see if that helps you or not.
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Kokushibo
• Kokushibo here sorta gives off this semi-calm vibe in my opinion? However, whenever he is angry it’s fucking terrifying.
• Whenever you’re upset he will sit you down so the two of you can discuss it.
• Like Muzan he will probably chuckle if you’re mad over something so tiny.
• However, unlike Muzan he isn’t toxic about it.
• He’s still a demon though so don’t expect it to be perfect.
• If you tell him what’ll make you feel better then he’ll do it in a heartbeat.
• You need a hug? okay! You don’t want to be touched? that’s fine too! he’ll give you the space you need until you’ve calmed down.
• I feel like he is the type to grab you firmly by the shoulders and tell you to calm the fuck down.
• Or maybe he’ll stare at you menacingly until your anger subsides..
• He’s the voice of reason whenever you’re upset over something ridiculous.
• If you’re mad for an entirely different reason (that’s valid in his eyes) is when he’s more caring and affectionate. (then again, in his own way)
• Kokushibo is quiet. He is not all that vocal unless he’s fighting demon slayers but whenever he isn’t on a mission he gives the “quiet kid” vibe.
• Koku embraces you and strokes your hair if you cry when you’re mad.
• If you’re the type to break things whenever you’re mad Kokushibo dislikes that sort of behavior. Isn’t a fan of extreme loud noises. He will get you to stop by manhandling you. Doesn’t usually raise his voice at his precious s/o no matter how mad they are.
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Douma
• My fucking god.
• This little shit finds it cute
• Will tease you. (finds your anger issues entertaining)
• Human emotion is just so strange!!
• Fun fact: Douma actually feels emotions around you. However, it’s still somewhat foreign to him and he still has major difficulty understanding human emotions. (please be patient with even tho he is a menace)
• If you talk to him about it more he will surprisingly understand you. This surprises you because he doesn’t understand any of his followers half of the time. (You special frfr)
• Don’t expect the teasing to stop entirely though.
• He thinks mortals are so endearing when they spark with such intense emotions over the stupidest of reasons!
• It doesn’t matter how pissed off you are. This mf will only continue to think it’s adorable and tease you relentlessly which boils your blood to the maximum level..
• Blud DEADASS gets confused when you snap at him for it.
• “Ehh?? why are you mad at me?!” (He’ll whine about it)
• Douma is a complete menace. Knows exactly what he’s doing.
• Once he realizes “Maybe they don’t actually like it when i tease them..” he’ll tone it down a notch.
• Still somewhat teases you though. That isn’t going to go away permanently but he will tone it down only for your sake!
• Similar to Muzan, he will laugh at you when you get mad over something little/stupid.
• And like Kokushibo, also the type to manhandle you if you’re out of control. (Smiles the whole time while handling your feisty ass)
• However, he is still sweet so if you sit down and talk to him then he’ll do anything he can to make you feel better! After all, you’ve always been there for him so he must return the favor!
• Whenever you cry when you’re mad Douma forcibly pulls you onto his lap and peppers your face in kisses.
• If you’re going on a rant about something that made you angry he’ll definitely shut you up by kissing you if he grows bored/tired of listening to you.
• He is a slave for you so he’ll let you take your frustrations out on him (New kink unlocked)
• Always finds your emotions very intriguing. How can a human feel so much?
• If there was a certain someone who triggered your anger issues Douma will just eat them! He won’t let anyone hurt you<33
• Or he’ll maybe let you kill them to help you feel better.
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Akaza
• Akaza is beyond caring and understanding of your anger issues!
• Akaza is very worried about you! Will want to communicate with you immediately about this.
• He listens to everything you have to say.
• Does get a little taken aback by your outburst though. you’re like a volcano.
• He’ll politely ask to hug you if you’re the type who wants to be touched when you’re angry to help calm you down!
• Offers to give you a massage as well.
• However, if you want space then he’ll gladly give you that as well!
• Will occasionally check up on you, asking you if you need anything.
• Whispers sweet nothings into your ear.
• If you want to break things when you get angry he will find objects for you to take your anger out on.
• If you’re a demon and you get heated he might find it hot when you’re mad. He’ll watch with pride as you fuck the shit up out of one of the demon slayers!
• I feel great pity if anyone caused you to get angry. This man will ANNIHILATE a village worth of people if they’ve hurt you in any way. (He’s super overprotective)
• Overall 10/10 boyfriend! will always be here for you and help you during your episodes:)
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Sekido
• Oh boy. SAME BOAT, SAME BOAT.
• Like you, he too has a very short temper.
• Okay, i feel like he is definitely the most understanding out of EVERYONE.
• Sekido’s anger issues are SEVERE (just like yours)
• He honestly relates to you.
• Sekido is scary enough but the two of you combined? All hell will break loose.
• The other clones are terrified of you both 😭😭
• And if you’re a demon that’s a whole different story..
• You guys are a power duo and definitely go on killing sprees together whenever y’all’s anger is out of control.
• All though he’s the one who truly understands you he isn’t the type to communicate about it nor provide you with any ideal comfort.
• Sekido’s way of showing affection/comfort is just letting you stay mad until you’ve calmed down or just shit talking with you about whatever made you mad
• He will listen to you and understand. Bro will be mad FOR you in any situation that ticked you off 💀
• It makes HIM even more infuriated whenever someone pissed you off.
• Will kill them INSTANTLY for you and will not give a shit if you protest.
• Y’all scare the shit out of the other clones. (and each other)
• Have i not mentioned the both of you have the strong tendency to take y’all’s anger out on each other?
• It’s crazy.
• The sex is great though so it’s fine! (y’all have hate sex)
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Karaku
• Like Douma, he’ll tease you relentlessly
• This mf prolly gets horny from seeing how ANGRY his s/o gets.
• He’s honestly surprised at first.. he thought you were innocent.
• Karaku has to deal with Sekido all the time so he isn’t scared of you.
• The only difference is that he finds you cute/hot when you’re mad.
• Bro will probably offer you head to make you feel better. He is the pleasure demon after all so he’ll do anything that’ll pleasure your angry little self!
• Steamy make-out sessions 😍‼️
• The type of mf to fuck the anger outta you probably (Or he’ll let you fuck him)
• He will also tease you and laugh at you though (He is a jerk like that)
• He teases you WAYY more than he does sekido
• He will baby you if you start to cry when you’re angry
• Now, do not be mistaken. Karaku DOES care but his way of providing comfort is rigged with his sadistic personality.
• You remind him a lot of Sekido just less intimidating because you’re his partner.
• Will hype you up if you destroy shit when you’re mad. He can just replace them anyway so it doesn’t matter
• “OH YEAH, FUCK THAT SHIT UPPPP!”
• Sometimes doesn’t understand when you only grow more angry with him when he hyped you up or when he teases you. Humans are so funny to him.
• if you were a demon he’d probs get even more turned on if you just slaughtered the hell out of the person who made you angry.
• Karaku will lend you his fan that he uses so you can destroy more things with it while you’re mad!
• Would love, love, LOVE to see you take down anything in existence with his fan.
• He isn’t the best communicator but he’ll hear you out whenever you’re venting.
• He doesn’t have anger issues so he won’t truly understand. But he’ll be there for you so that’s good, right?
• Still capable of sweetly comforting you! He will hug you and pepper your tear-stained face in kisses (Still picks on you though)
• With all that aside, Karaku messes with you still and that’ll never end. Unlike Douma he won’t ever stop teasing you nor level it down a bit despite your protests.
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Aizetsu
• This pussy bitch is scared.
• Bro cries because of you
• He strongly dislikes yelling and overly violent behavior. (Is not too fond of loud noises basically)
• He is scared shitless of sekido. so when he founds out you get as angry, if not more angry than sekido himself Aizetsu is going to be petrified at first.
• Aizetsu may be a demon who devours people but out of all of the other clones he’s the most soft.
• He is usually calm, tends to give silent reactions but whenever you’re angry and yelling his mind is at war. He’s scared but also worried for his s/o at the same time.
• On the verge of a panic attack on the days/nights you’re mad.
• Will be scared if you have dramatic outbursts
• The one to watch you silently, on the verge of an anxiety attack as you flip the fuck out over whatever angered you.
• Aizetsu won’t judge you if you’re mad over something small. However, he will definitely be confused though. (Why are you angered by something so meaningless?)
• BUT!! despite your ballistic behavior and immature tantrums you’re still his beloved s/o! Aizestu will still do his all to ensure you’re protected and safe from harms way at ALL costs!!
• Aizetsu probably trembles whenever you scream a bit too loudly (It always surprises him because he never knows what’s going to set you off)
• When he first found out about your anger issues (Which was completely out of the blue because you’ve never told him before) Aizetsu is a tad bit disappointed you never told him prior.
• Eventually he will get used to it (sorta) and as he does he will feel guilty for not comforting you properly in the past.
• Aizetsu will let you lay your head on his lap as you vent/rant about what pissed you off.
• Aizetsu is still fiercely protective of his beloved s/o. Will unalive whoever upset you.
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Urogi
• You and Urogi are the complete opposite
• He is positive and joyful while you’re negative and cunning.
• Whenever he witnesses you having an episode he will immediately bear hug you.
• Attacks you with kisses and laughs.
• Doesn’t really understand but he will listen to you!
• Like Karaku he will probably tease you only to immediately regret it because you won’t let that slide 💀
• Tries to ask sekido for help or the other clones. (Doesn’t get any)
• He’s not scared of you like Aizetsu because he deals with Sekido’s burning rage on a daily basis
• Urogi tries his hardest to keep his S/O in a positive mindset!
• Not the greatest at advice giving but (kind of) an excellent listener.
• He’s usually very hyperactive and talkative but whenever you need to vent/rant then he’s all ears and won’t interrupt you!
• Will wrap his wings around you in a protective manner if you want to be spooned by him.
• The type of man to take you out whenever you’re upset to get some fresh air.
• Probably will offer you sex to see if that’ll make you feel better 😭
• I feel like Urogi would be clingy so if you ask him for space it’ll be hard for him because he just wants to make sure you’re okay!
• Sometimes he finds it attractive when you’re angry
• a/n: I don’t know what else to put here (LMAO)
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that’s about all! i hope you enjoyed reading<3
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millylotus · 1 year ago
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Secret Son John Constantine
Inspired by @herbatahleb's funny little fanart
As the title says The Everlasting Trio have a child and his name is John “Hellblazer” Constantine
He’s making his parents proud
John was born of a kind of soul blood pact between the three, he got his blonde hair from Sam, his eyes from Tucker, and his overall appearance is a mix of the three of them
John grew up to follow in Tucker & Sam’s footsteps of magic, he’s a born sorcerer unlike them though
His relationship with his parents is generally good, but because of how he treats his soul his relationship with Danny has deteriorated
They argue about this alot, John’s soul is his own and what he does with it really isn’t any of Danny’s business, Danny has the concerned parent vibes of the parent of a sex worker, their fears are founded but they need to trust their kid to know how to take care of themselves
John hates visiting home because of it, Dani will sometimes drag him back home for holidays but he doesn’t stay long
Sam & Tucker try to get them to get along but it isn’t really working
Then one day Danny gets accidentally summoned by the Justice League
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John doesn’t recognize the summoning circle as it buzzes to life, he doesn’t know what type of creature or being will pop out. If they’re good or bad, or even merciful but he knows they’re strong from the intricate design or the circle. So he recklessly jumps forward, pushing Hal out of the binding circle so the Lantern isn’t bound to the summoned being.
John takes the binding with a scream of pain, feeling electricity shoot up his spine.
He can hear the Leaguers shouting his name, he’s vaguely aware of Jordan supporting him. But what he hears clearest was the voice of a man he most despised in the world at the moment.
“Really John? You didn’t have to do that, he would have been fine.”
John closes his eyes tight and breaths deep, he looks up to the voice and looks into the toxic green eyes as they met his own brown ones.
“Good to see you too Father.”
The green eyed being rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, “Yes, hello Son. It’s great to see you again as well.”
The League had only heard a few things about John Constantine’s family. They knew he had three parents who’re polyamouros, that he has an older sister and an aunt. Besides that all they have are silent grumblings about “Father won’t like this” when he does something risky.
But to see a young filipino man probably no older than twenty, floating over John “Hellblazer” Constantine and looking down on him like a disappointed parent. It was jarring.
Wonder Woman was the first to say anything “John, could you perhaps explain what just happened?”
John and his father broke their intense eye contact to look at Diana, who barely flinched at the sudden attention, the others behind her weren’t so fearless.
Constantine sighed carefully stepping away from Hal, “This is my Father.”
Hal snorted, “Yeah we got that man.”
“Yes John, introduce me to your friends here.”
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Danny is generally snarky when meeting the League, he makes some weird comments about John hanging out with superheroes, that could be construed as rude
The others are kinda pestering John about who his dad even is, while John is more focused on getting the fucking bind removed
He eventually has to ask Zatanna for help
Danny for the most part is hanging out with the League while John’s working
Someone calls him Mr.Constantine and Danny quickly corrects them saying that isn’t his last name
Which sparks a whole conversation of John’s last name, which Danny isn’t about to say cause real names have power and such
Danny sees John working closely with Zatanna and asks if he’s with her or not, John is beyond embarrassed and even worse is when Danny brings up King Shark, mentioning that Dani really liked him too
John snarks back that then King Shark should have just gone for her instead of him since Danny was so adamant about King Shark being such a great son-in-law
Things get awkward quick as the two snark back at each other while everyone else realizes where John gets it from
It almost becomes a screaming match before the League has to break it up before they go to far
John ends up just calling Sam & Tucker so they can just break the binding
It’s a tense few minutes before they get there, and the League just kinda has to sit there as father & son fume not looking at each other
When Tucker & Sam get there they see the two not wanting to talk to each other at all
Leaguers are not reeling at seeing John’s other parents who he also vaguely looks like but also not
As the two work on the binding John & Danny are being passive aggressive
The two decide that John & Danny need to spend some time together to get this shit figured out
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Sam : Alright that’s it *Sam & Tucker stop working, Sam has her head in her hands and Tucker is leaning far back* Danny : What? John : I’m sorry? Tucker : You two have been fighting for far to long, you’ve probably forgotten why Danny : I know exactly why, it’s because John doesn’t know how to treat his soul right! John : By The Ancients! You’re still on about that Danny : Of course! Sam : Will you both just SHUT UP! *Silence* Sam : We’re not breaking the binding, you two are going to stay stuck together Danny : Sammy! John : Mama, Papa. Please don’t do this! Tucker : Nuh-uh, this happening, you two are getting a some father-son bonding time for the week! John *distressed*: Why! You can’t just– it’s not fair! *Sam & Tucker loosen up a bit, looking to John softly* Sam : Baby it’s alright, we’re not trying to punish you we just want you & your father to actually talk things through Danny : It feels like your punishing me Tucker : You are his father, you will be the civil one in this so don’t you fucking dare get any lip *Danny goes silent* Sam *sigh* : We’ll be leaving now Tucker : Good look you two The two leave, then silence Danny : Do you still have that demon house of yours? John *sigh* : Yeah I’ll show you a room for your stay
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Most of the story is really just about John & Danny learning to get along again
Danny has to finally trust his kid to know what he’s doing with his own body
And John realising that his dad just wants to keep him safe & stuff
By the end of their basically grounding the two have begun to mend their relationship, Danny promises to come over and visit along with inviting John back home to the zone when he feels like
I've been meaning to post this for awhile now & it's just been sitting in my drafts until I finally remembered it.
Hope you liked is! :]
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ghoulfuckersincorporated · 3 months ago
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(I love your writings, you are an impeccable smut machine)
But I raise you The ghoul being dotted/cared/comforted a bit later in the relationship from a sweet S.O/ partner etc… how would he react??? ( hurt/comfort be making my brain go brrrr)
Have good now❤️
This is the Cooper hurt/comfort request that doesn't have smut in it, and it's the only one of the couple I've been working on that stayed within a reasonable word count. I will let that speak for itself. Thanks for reading, Anon!
One of the funny ("please work with me, here" funny, not "ha-ha" funny) things about Cooper is that he's easy to hurt and difficult to comfort. Particularly so if you two are becoming close, but still feeling growing pains in your personal relationship. His desire for closeness is so overwhelming that it paralyzes him, leaving him afraid to lean on you, lest you flee (or worse, collapse) under the weight of all his issues. For all this time, he's suffered in silence through his worst days, his emotions a tertiary concern at best. Why should now be any different, especially if he wants you to stick around?
When you try to talk to him early on, sensing an emotional "in" as the two of you gravitate towards one another more and more, he likes to deflect with the remark that he didn't bring you into the partnership that led to what you are now to be his therapist. He's developed a hard shell out of necessity over the many decades, but that hard shell protects a still-sensitive core hidden deep inside.
It takes him an almost immeasurable amount of time to reach a decent level of trust with anyone, but once you make it there, the ache in his chest that yearns for understanding and companionship only intensifies. He wants to be known, to be cared about, but to get what he wants, he has to be ready to make himself more vulnerable than he's willingly been in lifetimes. It's difficult and painful and terrifying, and it feels like he fucks it up more often than not. What hurts more is the knowledge that he used to be capable of this, that it came naturally to him at one time.
It's pretty easy to hurt his feelings or put him in a pensive mood, actually. Not that he'd say anything out loud about it. However, there are very clear signs, changes in his behavior that only someone who knew him fairly well would pick up on. He's quieter, less present in the sharpness of his remarks. Meaner.
The fact that you notice these things about him is both flattering and annoying, as you grow bold enough to investigate what's wrong when you do. He's long grown used to the toxic, numbing comfort that simply swallowing down and stewing on his emotions affords him, and you knowing him to this level leaves him feeling rather exposed.
You're quite surprised to find he's actually very sensitive about his looks, what with as prone as he is to using jokes at his own expense as a disarming tool. You're less surprised to find that he's really only sensitive about them when it comes to what you think or say. It's both flattering and almost surreal to wrestle with; typically, you choose your words carefully with Cooper to avoid the cutting sting of his razor-sharp tongue should you say anything stupid. As it turns out, it's a bit of a different art to mind someone's ego, especially while pretending you aren't.
But eventually, with patience and more hard-fought digging into the bedrock of who he is, you find that he's also pleasantly susceptible to apologetic flattery and flirtations, rather easy to draw into a genuine apology with a few complimentary kisses. It's some of the most nakedly human behavior you see from him, this man who leans so hard into othering himself as a defense: failing to resist the charms of a pretty lady one is enamored with, eager for attention, affirmation.
Some hurts are easier to soothe than others, though.
Accidental (or intentional) insensitivities are plentiful in the world you two find yourself in, including your own. After a relatively short amount of time wandering the desert compared to him, even you develop a certain level of thick skin to just how cruel people can sometimes be. But not all wounds come from the outside. There are times where that hard mantle of pure anger fractures just enough to allow the ocean of sadness beneath to be glimpsed for a moment.
When he reveals to you that he's spent all this time looking for his daughter, something really changes between you.
Beginning in that moment, it's in these incredibly vulnerable times that he lets you in the easiest, the torment of what he's missing aching down into his bones and sending him scrambling for whatever he can find to ease the pain. Often it's booze, chems. Harsh, needless violence. More than once you've watched him pick deadly fights like it's compulsory, drowning himself afterwards in whatever he can find that's highest-proof.
You would be lying quite obviously to say that you didn't prefer when he seeks comfort from you, instead. Usually, this consists of him simply using you as a sort of sympathetic ear, a shoulder to cry drunkenly on. You're often silent, not sure anything you might say wouldn't fall entirely flat at best. You know where your family is, know they're probably safe without you, even if your feelings about being separated from them weigh heavily on you sometimes. You made the choice to leave; they weren't taken from you.
It's the not knowing that's the hardest, he tells you in not-so-many words. When he's this raw, the far-away look in his eye unsettles you deeply. It's like you can see the pain of centuries of search and struggle reflected there.
Sometimes that far-away gaze is especially wet-looking, and that's when you tuck your chin on top of his head and allow him to hide his face in your throat. You know he hates to cry, that he hates it more with an audience, so you don't look. When you feel warm trails running down the side of your neck, you don't say anything.
Every once in a rare while, when he begrudgingly accepts that you already know exactly how exposed he is, he softly pins you down and rests his head on your stomach or chest, allowing you to fully hold him as close as you want, cradling the back of his head with your hands. This is a behavior you only see when he knows the two of you are truly alone; who knows what sort of damage could be done to the fearsome reputation of Thee Ghoul if people found out he likes to be held when he's sad?
You swear moments like these are the closest you see him get to real rest, to peace, to sleep. He tells you they're no such thing, but when he's truly beaten down, you find him in your lap more and more. You don't complain.
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br4inr0tx · 24 days ago
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Haven’t done a Yandere matchup in awhile!! I’m excited to whip out the headcanons again. That being said, here’s your match! Since I didn’t get an emoji to assign you, I’ll give you one. You are now 🥀 Anon!
TW - Yandere themes, toxic relationships.
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Your Yandere!Transformers matchup is… STARSCREAM !!
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• After thinking for a while, I think Starscream would be the best for you!
• Knockout is a close second. The reason i didn’t end up choosing him is because he probably wouldn’t indulge in any of your hobbies, and would definitely abuse you more than this guy would. Starscream would hurt you, yes, but compared to the other Decepticons, you’re lucky to get him.
• Honestly having any of the Decepticons is a shitshow, but hey, you asked for it!
• Your aesthetic is really enchanting to him for some reason. Seeing his feminine side and uh.. Starscreamisms… that sort of ethereal look is something interesting to look at. Since you’re so small, you are kind of like a real fairy to him.
• Starscream is a bit feminine as you know,, he’ll have you seen those heels? Who am I kidding all the men in tfp are cunty af except for maybe like.. two? Whatever the case may be, I hope you don’t mind that too much.
• Starscream is an emotional guy, and seeing as you have good control over your emotions you’d be a good free therapist. (And no, you don’t really have a choice. He forces you to listen to him vent.)
• As most of the Decepticon’s are, he’s an asshole. He probably won’t care to ask you if you’re alright back. He might sometimes if he feels like it, but it’s very rare. The times that you can be in your head often are the worst of times.
• It’s a good thing you’re laid back, though often times I think you’d need to chill Starscream the fuck out. He gets rambunctious really easily, and for the other Decepticons and your own sake, please calm him down. You seem to be the only one he can do that anymore.
• In return, he helps you overcome your laziness with non stop chores, activities, and adventures he’d bring you on.
• He can’t really do many of your hobbies since he’s so huge, but he’ll watch you if that’s alright. The most you can probably do is larping, if you’re into that. I think he’d really be into D&D.
• He’s a verified yapper. Even if he can’t do whatever you’re doing, you’ll get an endless string of why questions about whatever it is you do to entertain yourself.
• Secretly, he’s touch starved. He desperately needs a hug. It’s hard to push past that shell though, since he tries so hard to get on everyone’s good side. If you do manage to do that though, you can hear his system noticeably speed up, making him warmer and even more cuddly. He tries to be weary of his sharp points and edges, so be careful when snuggling with him.
• Starscream has a shell around himself, but if you can break that you’ll find an insecure and vulnerable Decepticon, who really just needs a shoulder to lean on.
• Now, for the moment you were probably waiting for, the Yandere parts!
• Using @ddarker-dreams Yandere MBTI, Starscream is a CDMS Yandere type.
• He’s Cruel. He’s not letting you off the hook that easily. Your species is incredibly weak, and he could kill you any time he wants. Not to mention, you’ve become a good resource to let off some steam after getting yelled at by Lord Megatron. I wouldn’t be surprised if you accidentally died while being in his care. As a Yandere, Starscream is a lot more quick tempered and violent. Tread carefully.
• He’s also Delusional, though not in the way you think. I think he’d know you don’t love him back, he’ll he treats you like shit! However, he thinks you both are still destined to be together, like soulmates. It doesn’t matter if he looses his temper, he loves you! That’s all that should matter.
• Starscream is a Manipulative piece of shit. You’d be surprised at how good he is at sweet talking you into things. As I mentioned before he’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you guys end up together in the end. Sure he bullies you for being a weak human, but come on, he’s just teasing! If he wanted you dead he wouldn’t have searched for and feed you human food everyday.
• He’s also Strict. You fuck up? He’s hurting you. You need to learn your lesson and not get too cocky. He might be this way just because he doesn’t want another person besting him again after the shit he goes through with Lord Megatron and the Autobots.
• Starscream tries to keep you away from the Decepticoms as best as he can. He keeps you safely locked away in his quarters where no one really goes. If you do happen to escape, just hope you run into lower ranked Decepticons or no one at all, as the lower ranked Decepticons go by HIS command. If you’re found by Megatron, Knockout, Soundwave, Shockwave, or anyone like that, it’s a death sentence.
• He’s a very clingy Yandere. Just like in the normal match up you’d need to listen to him yap all the time about drama.
• Overall he’s more like a child throwing a tantrum since he can’t get what he wants from you. It’s best to keep him pleased for everyone’s sake, since if you push him to cause such a mess, Megatron will know, and all hell will break loose. Good luck.
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elliespassagerprincess · 1 year ago
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ultraviolence by Lana del Rey with toxic/mean/abusive!ellie who hurts reader x painslut reader who kinda loves it
Ultraviolence - (ellie williams x reader)
hi anon! I'm sorry this took so long, its been a while since I've written something like this, so it took me a while to get into that mindset. I hope you enjoy<3
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This story is based off the song, Ultraviolence by the queen Lana Del Ray, if you can please listen to the song as you're reading:)
Pairing: ellie x fem!reader
requests are always open, feel free to leave one:)
Warnings: toxic relationships, manipulation, cheating, reader is toxic
Summary: In which she became the person, you've always wanted
Authors note: wheeeew its been a while since I've written a fic that wasn't hcs, but I'm glad to be back!
He used to call me DN
That stood for deadly nightshade
'Cause I was filled with poison
But blessed with beauty and rage
Jim told me that
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
Jim brought me back
Reminded me of when we were kids
there was always something about Ellie.
You weren't sure if it was her dorky personality, or how she would apologize to table if she accidentally walked into it.
There was something about this girl.
And ever since you were a little girl, you knew you knw she was special. You felt like she was holding back. There was another side, you wanted to see.
You were both 7. You remembered watching Ellie, better known as four eyes because she wore massive glasses, sit alone once again. You remembered walking up to her, and asking her to play tag with you.
You still remembered the smile that spread across her face, because finally someone wanted to play with her. And since then Ellie has just always been there.
The two of you became friends. You aren't sure how, but she was always there.
You were Ellie's everything, because you were there for her during her loneliest years.
You knew how much you meant to her. You knew how much she loved you, and you took advantage of that.
Ellie's innocence and purity was something that intrigued you. You truly thought she was odd. No matter how old the two of you were, you always saw her as four eyes.
Nothing more than that. There was no romantic feelings from your side.
Ellie was everything you weren't.
She was sweet, kind, loveable.
But you were sick. A sick twisted individual who took advantage, of someone like Ellie.
But who could blame you?
Ellie was attractive, strong, financially stable, and well you were someone who saw the opportunity.
So it was actually Ellies fault.
She should've not trusted you so easily. She should've not let you in. Ellie brought this upon herself.
With his ultraviolence
Ultraviolence
Ultraviolence
Ultraviolence
I can hear sirens, sirens
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
I can hear violins, violins
Give me all of that ultraviolence
you didn't know when it all started.
You weren't sure when you developed this "kink".
Was this a disease? Or were you just fucking weird?
In 11th grade you remember your teaching yelling at you for failing a another test. You were called "pathetic", a "failure".
Most people would cry due to humiliation, but you couldn't help but feel your thighs clench together.
You thought you were weird. This was fucking sick honestly.
You went out of your way to make people mad, so that they would yell at you. To degrade you to an extent.
god you loved it.
Ellie had asked you to be her girlfriend when the two of you were 18. You took pity on her.
She was so soft. So naïve.
Ellie had no place being with someone like you. Someone who craves to be hurt. You were a painslut and Ellie, poor Ellie wasn't. She wouldn't be able to do that to you.
You were trapped in a relationship, where it was healthy. It felt safe. You enjoyed it sometimes, but there was one thing your heart craved. And maybe the thing Ellie was holding back was it.
You wanted to leave Ellie, until that one night.
The two of you were at a party, and Ellie was drunk out of her mind. You don't even know what she saw, or who said what but she was really fucking mad.
"You're fucking cheating on me bitch" Ellie slurred as she pointed her finger at you. You licked your lips at the insult, at the aggression, she spoke.
Focus.
"Ellie you're drunk, i didn't do anything"
"give me your phone"
"Ellie-"
"I'm not asking again" she yelled.
Fuck yes. This is what you want.
You handed her the phone, and you watched as she searched and she found nothing. She threw your phone across the room, you flinched slightly.
god she's so hot.
Ellie got up and grabbed your arm, bringing you close to her face, you smelt the alcohol in her breath.
She looked at you with dark eyes, before uttering "Don't ever think of cheating on me" she let go of your arm.
She grabbed you and it felt like a kiss.
When Ellie woke up the next morning, she couldn't remember a thing.
She was back to being herself. You wanted her back. You needed her again.
You realized, she was drunk. You couldn't keep her under the influence forever, just because you liked that version of her.
After that night you knew she was hiding a part of herself from you.
Drunk words are sober thoughts they say.
So maybe deep down she was actually toxic. Maybe she was the person you craved.
All you had to do was to figure out, how to get through to her.
He used to call me poison
Like I was poison ivy
I could've died right then
'Cause he was right beside me
Jim raised me up
He hurt me but it felt like true love
Jim taught me that
Loving him was never enough
you were like poison.
Destroying anything in your path. Infecting those with your poison.
After that night you realized Ellie's biggest insecurity was that you would leave her. And you used it to your advantage.
Of course you had to, how else would've you got what you wanted?
You would flirt with other people in front of her. You would talk to other girls, send them pictures. You did whatever it took. You were practically cheating on her.
You knew she would never leave you.
And you watched as Ellie slowly disintegrate into madness.
There was no more happy, go lucky Ellie. There was no more smiles. No more care free days.
Ellie lived in fear. You were out of her league. She knew she was going to lose you.
If you were by her side and Ellie could die peacefully. You taught her how to love and how to be a better person.
If you left what would become of her?
Everything went down hill. Ellie started taking your phone. She became more aggressive with her words.
The lovely girl you once knew was gone. You killed the old her. And the person she was becoming was someone you've always dreamed of.
You had a curfew, and when you came home late it would end in her insulting you.
"Who else are you fucking huh? You're practically showing the world your whole body"
you lived a life of fights, make up sex, and jealousy.
You loved every fucking second of it.
She was hurting you and it felt like true love.
I love you the first time
I love you the last time
Yo soy la princesa, comprende mis white lines
'Cause I'm your jazz singer
And you're my cult leader
I love you forever
I love you forever
Ellie loved you, and you loved her.
You love her today, tomorrow and for the rest of your lives.
Ellie became the women you would choose in every lifetime.
Ellie was your leader. The person you would finally follow.
You love Ellie. You'd love her for eternity.
It was truly a sickining thing, you were doing to the poor girl, but God you were selfish. You wanted it all. All the insults, pain, negativity. You craved it.
For the sake of this relationship, you hoped Ellie stayed as toxic as she did.
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minkkumaz · 2 years ago
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FLAWLESS EXECUTION
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you were hurting. as your closest friend, jeongin was always in the aftermath of it, and it made you feel crazy. he was so in love with you, he wanted to help you. maybe he was the crazy one.
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PAIRING yang jeongin x gn!reader WC 1.1k TAGS best friends to lovers trope. angst. toxic relationship with boyfriend. bruised reader. blood mention. denial. toxic image of love. reader accidentally hurts jeongin. OMI NOTE remember you are loved, and deserve to be loved ^_^
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the heavy sounds of your sobbing echoed through the bathroom. it felt as if the world was closing around you, leaving nothing but your still, bruised body, alone on the cold floor. you cried and cried, turning your eyes blurry and red.
you’d been in a toxic relationship with your boyfriend for awhile now. he would ridicule you, cheat on you, hurt you. things have always been verbal up until this point. but the purple marks on your wrists were his display of deadly affection for you.
everything was numb. your brain kept convincing you to keep faith in him, that he was worth it. that he’s the same guy you had a crush on in highschool. that he’ll get better, he just needs time to himself.
jeongin was fucking sick of it. he’d been your best friend since you were little and has never had anything nice to say about him. in fact, he’d go as far to say your boyfriend wasn’t shit at all. you always waved it off until he was holding your crying face into his chest.
moments like these really made him reflect on how he’d do anything for you. he wanted nothing more than to take you away from all these horrible things and protect you.
so when he heard you choking back tears from the phone, claiming that your so - called - boyfriend hurt you, he was pissed. 
you could hear the jingling of his keys on the other line, and a kick to the metal trashcan you remember being close to his front door. jeongin could almost not breath himself as his grip tightened around his phone, telling you that he would be at your house soon.
the car ride was normally ten minutes turned to three and a half. maybe he ran a few lights, but it was late and barely anyone was out. you’ve always told him he sucked at driving anyways.
when he took the spare key from under your mat and came into your house, he heard your cries pause.
“i– innie?” you stifled, peaking your head around the corner.
as soon as he saw you, his gaze softened. your hair was a mess, sticking to your sweaty face. the sweater you were wearing had small rips on the sleeve and covered in your own tears. he rushed towards you to cradle you in his arms, sinking down onto the floor. you let your tears run wild once again, making a dark spot on his shirt.
“y/n.. you need to tell me what he did to you.” jeongin sighed out, moving your head off his shoulder. “my wrists are just bruised a little… he was grabbing me but it was my fault! i was trying to leave him.” you sniffed, “i promised i’d come back i really was going to.”
“fuck, y/n.” he pulled up your sleeve to see littered purple and blue marks on your wrist, “none of this is your fault, i’ve been telling you he’s toxic.”
“he’s not toxic innie!” you started getting defensive, pulling away from his grasp, “he was just scared i was going to be unloyal to him while i was gone. you wouldn’t get it.”
“no, you can’t tell me that i don’t get it. i’m here every single time you and him have problems. he hurt you y/n.” 
“you don’t get it! you don’t fucking know our relationship. it was my fault i made him insecure. it was my fault.” you yell, backing yourself up into the wall.
“love… why can’t you see how bad he is for you?” jeongin scoots on his knees closer to you, trying to reach out.
you forcefully push him away, making him fall backwards a bit, “don’t touch me jeongin…”
seeing you like this makes him want to start crying. his best friends life being fucked over by some douche that can’t even appreciate you. can’t even love you the way he could.
“you’re hurting y/n. please just let me be here for you.” 
“you don’t want to help me, you’re just trying to sabotage my relationship.” you wail, holding tightly onto your own wrists.
“i’m just trying to help you, i would be an idiot to leave you alone like this.” he frowns, “you can scream at me, hit me.. i’ll take it as long as i know you’re okay.”
silence falls over you as you stare intently into your lap, occasionally sniffling your tears back. you don’t even realize when jeongin gets closer to you, wrapping one of his arms around you, and giving you the other to squeeze.
taking his arm into your hand, you squeeze as hard as you can, letting your nails imprint crescent moons into his skin. he winces, but lets you.
“i don’t get it, i thought he loved me.” you whimpered. jeongin felt your tears slide down his arms.
“this isn’t love. y/n.”
“but it’s all i’ve ever known.” you bite the inside of your mouth, tasting the penny flavor in your blood.
“love is when–” jeongin stuttered, “love is when you care so deeply about someone, that you’re willing to make sacrifices so that they’ll be okay. you don’t hurt your significant other. you talk to them and communicate your feelings.”
“have you ever been in love before?” you grip gets looser.
“i still am in love, y/n.” he paused, “in love with you.”
you furrow your eyebrows, turning a quick head to look at him, but he’s already looking at you. he smiles fondly.
“what? w– why have you never told me?” you pout.
“i know i know, i should’ve told you earlier. otherwise you wouldn’t be with your trash boyfriend.”
“innie…” you feel your eyes get wet again as a drop falls down your cheek. he reaches up a hand to wipe it away. “but i hurt you. how can you still love me?” “pain is unavoidable at times, but it gets shit off your mind. that’s why i’m here, right?” “no– no! that’s not the only reason you’re here. i really enjoy being around you and– and i’m so grateful that you help me.” you cry, “you’re right.. he is shit. and i’m sorry i didn’t realize it sooner.
“shh, dont worry pretty.” he holds you close enough that you can hear his heart beat. it’s moving quickly, “i’m proud of you. you have so much healing to do from here on out. that’s the hard part.”
“thank you innie.. i love you too.” you stammer.
he kisses your damp cheek, then your head. “i’ll be here for you. every time.”
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freckledjoes · 1 year ago
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So just watched the last episode of Fargo and I am so sad for gator 😭 and Roy is a piece of shit for leaving him there. God I hate him so much. Also this is the season for women and I am loving it!!
Oh anon I went so off track here but I hadn't put my thoughts down about this all completely just yet so... bear with me? 😭 Just know that I agree with you if it's too long lmao. It was very sad to watch indeed. They set up his character to be one easy to dislike/hate and it's been interesting to watch how the strongest haters went from "How can you like Gator, you can pick any character of his to find hot why do you pick him." to "Fuck Gator but hello to Joe saying daddy." As if that's not the most performative fucking thing I've ever heard. Make up your mind or something. I think Gator has said shit that should make your blood boil, but the charm of characters like these is that they can also show that it's not all there's to them. Does that excuse their actions? No. But are they completely doomed and irredeemable? Also no, if you ask me. I find it kind of off-putting how people are so happy to see him get hurt. Like, if you really dwell on that for a bit. Roy is a scumbag and has done and continues to do terrible things, has some twisted belief that he has the right to do them. Gator grew up watching that man treat the women in his life horribly and has probably received abuse himself as well. Every safe haven he might have had, left him. His mom first, then Dot. The only 'reliable', 'stable' person was his dad. The only ways he got to see were his. He lacked a person in his life who could show him differently. When you look at the show, you wouldn't guess he's 27 due to his behavior. He's stuck at a point where he wants to be seen as worthy by the one person in his life that stuck around, as toxic as their relationship is. Throughout the show we see how he puts up this scumbag persona, but with the conversation between him and Dot you can quickly see how fragile he really is. He went out of his way to prove himself worthy by going after Munch, which, as stupid as it was, made a lot of sense from his perspective. And then, he fails, and he gets punished in a way that he, in my opinion, doesn't deserve. I don't think Munch would have treated him differently if he knew it was an accident either. He was doomed from the start being the son of Roy, who is really the one deserving of every punishment he's got coming to him. The fact that he literally just walked away from his blinded son, who is scared for good reason, who needs support now more than ever, is unsurprising but incredibly cruel. I think he may have a hand in (accidentally) killing Roy. Not by his own hands, but maybe simply by being 'in the way'. So yeah, long story short, I'm sad for him too and I despise Roy :) OFF TO THE POSITIVE: THE WOMEN. Love them all. Dot, Indira, Lorraine. Love them working together, it's about time. It's been so nice to watch them all stand up against men one way or another honestly <3
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princescribbler · 1 year ago
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Some USEFUL REMINDERS for CG/L Dynamics (Especially Online or LD)
Presented in no particular order or significance, a few useful reminders!
Your Caregiver is more than just that... they're a complicated, whole person with interests outside of CG/L, ABDL, and kink.
Nobody, and I mean nobody, likes to be introduced or harassed online with "Hi wanna be my mommy/ daddy/ little" as an opening line. Like... that's a huge amount of effort, time, and responsibility to take on just cuz somebody you don't know asks... it isn't gonna happen.. if you want that, work for it and build a relationship!
Reminders are great! Send them to your partner, yourself, your friends, whether it's for daily tasks like checking in with a CG or boring work stuff... be the person people appreciate because you check in, give reminders, and generally enable everyone to succeed easier.
There will be extremely tough days where you'll feel bad and want to give up your kinks, your fetishes, etc... and that won't fix a single thing. See, whether you're kinky or not; Jobs suck, renting sucks, everything sucks sometimes! Stop blaming your kink for your problems and accept that you might need to find more complicated answers than just hating or blaming kink.
You and only you are responsible for your fetish activities... you choose how you engage in them, even if it's at someone else's supposed "orders." Don't see yourself as somehow not an active participant!
Consent is key, and informed, enthusiastic consent is key. Whether it's hand holding, keyholding, sex, cuddles, or just sexy messages and texts, consent is key. If you don't get it, don't get kinky with them. And major important note: coerced or manipulated consent is NOT consent.
Pixar and Disney remain excellent at any age, and you don't need to be a little to enjoy! Seriously.
Littles can be toxic! Yes, there's tons of fake caregivers, fake switches, fake and manipulative buttfaces out there, absolutely. But littles can be toxic, too, and if you're seeing those toxic behaviors within yourself, you need to change. Now... it isn't acceptable or fair to damage others with your toxicity just because you're afraid to change and grow!
Consent is needed from all involved, including spectators. Don't bring your kinky stuff in public without the consent of ALL impacted parties. Don't make the whole community look bad, either!
Depression, anxiety, and mental health in general can be a risk when adopting a kinky lifestyle. Don't ignore them or just try to work around them... it won't work. You need to deal with them, and social relationships can help but sometimes you need professionals, not just friends.
When in doubt, assume you should be doing the responsible thing..I know, especially for bratty subs, that it is hard to choose to do the responsible thing... but seriously, being a little isn't an excuse to EXCLUSIVELY do irresponsible or naughty things!
Things like diapees, pacifiers, bottles, most little or ABDL or CG/L gear can be passed off by just saying "Oh, it's for a friend" because everyone assumes there's a friend with a kid. When you accidentally feel exposed... just try to remember most people don't care, or notice, and if they do they probably assume it's a misunderstanding. Stop freaking out!
Your caregiver isn't your therapist. They're not here to fix your emotional trauma from childhood.. they might help you, but they're not meant to fix your whole life just because you let someone be in charge of you.
You are still an adult, even in littlespace... so you need to act like it when it comes to serious stuff. Money, sex, responsibilities, these deserve an ADULT view and should involve your ADULT mindset in participating, unless you and your caregiver have a very specific and well negotiated/ understood agreement about power exchange and decision making... and even then, you should still be an active part of the planning.
Everybody fucks up, and it's USUALLY stupid to hold a mistake against someone who means you well. Give your partner the benefit of the doubt, by default... it can be either you alone against your problems, or you WITH a partner...idk, seems like being on a team is just easier and a better way!
Communication isn't everyone's thing. If you're with someone who never learned healthy methods, you can teach and help. You aren't obligated to, I'm not saying you're responsible if your Partner isn't knowledgeable about this stuff... I'm just saying, if you know a healthier and better way, show your partner, don't expect them to just improve because you think you model good behavior.
Diaper and ABDL play isn't ubiquitous... in this community, some people love it (myself included) and others hate it, and that's fine. As long as nobody is shaming or hurting anybody, let them be, whether your kinks match or not.
Very, very few people want unsolicited pics, whether of penises, breasts, butts, chastity, diapers, etc. If you want to send a pic, check that the pic is welcomed.
Just a short, hopefully informative list than jumped into my head today and I figured I'd share!
Sending you all lots of good vibes, good times, and good luck!
As always, stay happy, stay healthy, and stay kinky!
-Scribbler
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flower-boi16 · 1 year ago
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What’s an example of a HB episode you thought was written well, and an episode you thought was written terribly? Can be a fun thought exercise
I think season 1's episodes are decently enjoyable even if the season shows clear signs of the problems that would be made more obvious in season 2. I mainly liked episode 2, I thought it was a heartfelt episode exploring Stolas' relationship with Octavia and the scene where Stolas talks to Octavia is actually pretty sweet.
As for an episode that was written terribly...well, I've said it before that I don't like this episode so I might as well just state my reasoning for this.
I think Oops is the worst episode of the show. Of all the episodes so far, it's the one with the most issues I can name. It's definitely the worst-written episode of the show.
First problem: the pacing. It's waaaay too damn fast. It feels like none of the scenes have a chance to breathe because we need to get to point A to B as fast as possible. And this is a problem that will be made worse once we get to a certain scene.
Then there's the Stolas and Asmodeus subplot...
Why? Why does this subplot exist? What's the point of it if Stolas and Asmodeus weren't even going to do anything throughout the whole episode? This could have literally been something that was happening off-screen, we didn't need to cut back to it throughout the episode.
Then we get the reveal of the incident that broke Blitz and Fizzarolli's friendship, where Blitz accidentally set the whole circus on fire permanently making Fizzoroli lose his limbs...
Here's why this scene doesn't work; it has no impact. The bad pacing combined with the tonal problems make this scene have no impact whatsoever, the show never even builds up to this reveal, it just randomly slaps you in the face with a 10-second flashback and you aren't given much time to process it.
This also leads me to my next problem with this episode; the resolution to Blitz and Fizzarolli's friendship feels insanely rushed, there's a 10-second flashback about what happened and then they just forgive each other like that. Do you see what I mean when I say this episode is badly paced?
Then there is the worst scene in the episode. The one where while Blitz and Fizzarolli are in the cell, Blitz vents about how Stolas pretends to like him despite only wanting to have sex with Blitz and nothing else even though he supposedly does all these nice things to Blitz.
Do you want to know why I don't like this scene? Simple; It's a retcon. The entire point of Blitz and Stolas's relationship in season 1 was that Stolas only wanted to sleep with Blitz and nothing else, to turn around and say "oh look Stolas did all of these nice things for Blitz guys!" feels like an attempt to try and make Stolitz look less toxic than it really is. We are told that Stolas did all of these nice things for Blitz, rather than shown. It's lazy.
Then there's the next problem with this scene; the show treats Blitz as though he is in the wrong for thinking Stols only loves him for his dick and nothing else. The show gaslights Blitz for being upset at this and it's kinda gross? Like the show is getting mad at a victim for getting mad at their abuser for only being interested in them for sex, I don't know if I would say this is victim blaming...but still.
Oh I'm still not done, because then after that scene we get the reveal that Blitz had a knife in his shoe the whole time and-
WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE IF HE HAD THAT THIS WHOLE TIME THEN WHY DIDN'T HE USE IT EARLIER??!?! WHY WASN'T PULLING THIS THING OUT THE FIRST THING HE DID WHEN WE GOT INTO THE CELL??!
Also wow, just how convenient that Blitzo has this in his shoe when we've never seen him use it before so they could escape. Wow, that is totally not contrived and lazy writing at all.
I know this post turned into me ranting about Oops, but I think the episode is an example of how badly written the show is mainly in season 2. There are probably more problems I can name when I rewatch it, and the fact that the fandom hailed this as an amazing episode is just...baffling to me.
Especially when the episode decides to ignore the whole point of Blitz and Stolas' relationship in season 1 and retcons it to make the ship look less toxic than it actually is.
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vegalocity · 2 months ago
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I dunno about mk brainblasting Li Jing into being a mindless “helper.“ yes, Li Jing isnt gikd, but the main reason he did that to the spiders was cuz they fought against him PERSOANLLY. (Also cuz spiders are ick yo him so y’know- bias.)
I feel like he would make Li Jing aware of being the “perfect parent”, and Li Jing seeing just how much… happier Nezha is while under. It could turn into another situation where he may go physically lucid, but ultimately decide to stay for Nezha. This proving that people can be “redeemed” through the oblivion in MK’s mind.
This could even feed into MK’s mindset, assuring him again and again that yes, this is what’s best.
Okay so- here's the thing-
Me and @unseelie-robynx aren't being all that purist on the show's canon, we feel like if the actual myths and stories tell a more interesting narrative we'll go with that
and one of those was the conflict between Li Jing and Nezha- in the actual stories there was a lot more hostility on either end than just 'distant dad and son trying to prove himself' there was mutual murder attempts in the MULTIPLE, you know?
and sometimes we don't agree with a direction the show takes, and find a more interesting story to alter it for us as we see fit, So our idea for how the Li Jing and Nezha situation goes is much more 'guys they literally tried to kill eachother multiple times before nezha was twelve Li Jing becoming the pagoda bearer and Nezha being TOLD to put away his vengance quest isn't gonna make things GOOD between them' (I mean i would absolutely say trying multiple times to kill your infant age child counts as making a toxic environment, right?)
We do that a few times, Tang Sanzang is a separate person entirely from Tang bc we thought that Tang not being a reincarnation and in fact just being Some Dude both made more sense on a worldbuilding level (its practically a joke in the discord server we first cooked this up in that Tang being a reincarnation of someone that shouldn't be reincarnating anymore is mythologically incoherent and it pisses both of us off to think about) and makes Tang's arc stronger anyway.
But for the way we specifically have settled on how we preferred their relationship it would make more sense for Xiaotian to have an axe to grind against His Buddy Nezha's shitty dad
especially since we have it with other characters, such as Shuyin (an oc we accidentally got too attached to and is now Xiaojiao's main love interest) whom he decided 'nah your parents suck we're gonna rehome you and do something humiliating to them so they can 'repent' they'll be happier you'll be happier i promise it'll all be better like this'
And by the time He'd have either Nezha or Li Jing in his claws on a more permanent basis he'd have gone FULL god complex and took on a more Azure-like 'nah the celestial court sucks' view he'd feel a lot more fine with fucking with people's full lives.
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darkartistyt · 4 months ago
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this anon would love to hear ur thoughts on the toxicity and appeal of layherzen
Ok imagine: two extremely touch starved people who both desperately need therapy accidentally make each other's and their own issues worse
Things start out nice, as both of them realise more and more that they have a lot in common and are able to bond over it. They understand each other in a way that they feel very few could. They grow closer out of care for and a desire to help one another. They are able to fill the gaps in each other's lives in a way, hershel being to anton almost like a second sophia and anton to hershel like a second claire
But at the core of that is where the problems lie. Both of them have had a death grip on their pasts for so long, unable to fully move on from those they lost. But neither of them are able to recognise it, both in themselves and in each other. They think they're healing, because now they have each other, but little do either of them understand how wrong they are
With Hershel, it's pretty dependent on how you characterise him, but anton at least has already been shown to be obsessive and even a bit possessive ("Sophia belongs to me! You can't have her!"). Personally I feel like hershel, with everything that he's gone through already, is the type to cling onto his relationships with others out of fear of abandonment or of something tragic happening to them and him being unable to save them. Usually, this manifests in protectiveness, but Anton's not someone who really needs protection. Hershel also adopts the traits of those around him, intentionally or not, and that combination of things I think could provide an opportunity for him to reflect Anton's possessiveness
You have to also think, Anton's been completely alone for decades. He's a recluse in an abandoned town, waiting for the return of someone who he hadn't even realised had died. Sure, perhaps he could heal from it in time, but that's bound to fuck someone up for a while at least. Bringing Hershel into the mix here, while he thinks it could be exactly what he needs, is more likely to hinder any progress he was making than boost it
What appeals to me more is how it's a mutual thing, not just one person being too clingy and hurting the other. I don't usually like that, to be honest. But when it's BOTH? Hoho, now we're talking >:]
Gonna be honest, this is where things get a little off the rails. The specific way i think about this pairing hinges less on interpretation of them as characters and more on me being a fucking weirdo lmao
To me it gets to a point where they cannot and will not let go of each other. Even if one of them eventually figures out that there are some inherent issues with their relationship, they don't want to leave. Not only are they both terrified of losing someone they love yet again, but they both kinda feel like they own each other in a way. They're so tied to each other now that nothing less than death itself can pry them apart, like embers merging and growing into a bigger and bigger flame
Idk. The inherent eroticism of mutual ownership.........
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asexuwales · 2 months ago
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i dont know who i am
what is my identity
i like lots of things
i also dont like alot of things and i know what they all are
i appreciate some things but sometimes they dont really hit the same when i actively think about them
like shadows and such
they seem so pointless out of context
idek who im trying to be
well
im trying to be someone with a sense of self
but as a nihilist it doesnt work out too much
people say im not a nihilist because i have a job i want to do and hobbies
nihilists dont just sit around doing nothing we do get bored
but how we would love to
there isnt a point to anything
maybe were big thinkers who see too much outside of the big picture
whats the point in spending so much time earning money when it was just a system set up because we accidentally discovered fire
if you dont comply to the government in anyway the only way is jail
maybe jail is a nihilists endgame
i wouldnt mind being in jail
but other parts of me are relieved that ive finally found somewhere to belong
my insides clash i guess
growing up without a stable base or stable reliable people in my life leads me to want to find a home
but my personality wants to just give up because life is so fucking boring anyways
so why dont i give up its supposed to be the easy way out
but it really isnt
the paperwork
the possesions
the relationships
having to change my stable base again
japan has become the longest stable place ive ever had
which is crazy to think about
the longest ive ever stayed in one place is like 2 years
the dragon was 5 years but i changed house and people like every 2 years
even before i started boarding we didnt stay in a house longer than 2 years
but why do i desire a stable place to stay
was it really that awful
because i didnt notice it was awful
it was just life
idk how it would have affected me
this stupid sense of self affects every part of my life and my work
the problem i have with literally everything stems back to who am i
i really dont know who i am
its messing me up
i dont know how to find out who i am when i already know what i like and what i dont like
what am i missing
i really feel like im missing something
its not as simple as what i like and what i dont like
theres something else
that everyone else seems to have no trouble understanding
i really need help with that
but i dont know how to work around to that because everyone always stops at what i like and what i dont like
what other parts are there to me as a person
what creates a personality
INTP
im introverted i get my energy from being alone
im intuitive i activley search for new things and enjoying changing my opinion and evolving
im a thinker i make decisions logically and analyse things before i feel them
im a perciever im more random and spontaneous
but that doesnt tell me anything i dont already know
if i enjoy learning things why am i a nihilist
who do i think of myself as a nihilist if i constantly want reasons and answers
WHAT THE FUCK AM I MISSING
when i talk about my likes i dont actually like them
but when i see them i like them but i think about how i dont like them when talking about them
that doesnt include my interests
specifically naruto ive never been bored talking about naruto
what music do i like
all music music is better than no music no matter what it is
what movies do i like
dead poets society
which is crazy but its a movie about optimism
i know i dont like romance
unless i do
then i do like romance
a very specific lack of fluff but not toxic kind of romance
i wear tshirts and baggy trousers
i dont wear skinny trousers because theyre uncomfy to sit in
that's probably because they dont fir properly
but i dont have the money for properly fitting skinny trousers
they gotta have a stretch
i lie about alot of things
i paint myself as not a lier
but i really am a chronic lier
lying gives me a sense of security i think
i can control what others perceive me as
but i dont want others perceiving me
do i want control
i know people find me annoying but thats been so oversaturated in my life that i really dgaf anymore
everyone finds me annoying and theres nothing i can do about that
i like the dark
idk how to talk about things deeply
im so surface level
so why do i do therapy
i feel like i have nothing deep to talk about
because im so surface level
so why am i like this
i wish other poeple would try to understand me as much as i understand them
if im surface level why do people not understand me
maybe my worst fear is that im making all this shit to be way bigger than it actually is and that im just a normal person with some sort of victim complex
just sick and tired of life i just wanna lay down and never wake up again
i wont be losing anything when i die
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wannab-urs · 1 year ago
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The Spreadsheet Digest - Vol. 15
Hi friends!!
Welcome to week 15 of The Spreadsheet Digest! I read a lot of angst this week.... but there's plenty of really good smut and fluff to balance it out, I promise! Also 3/10 fics are from one author, but I promise their stuff is to die for.
You can find the Spreadsheet here and all of my previous rec lists here.
Recs under the funny BTS pic from Triple Frontier
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Birds of Prey - a Tommy one shot by @toxicanonymity
I normally wouldn't rec a tommy fic, but!! First of all Toxic wrote it so like... duh. Second of all it's kind of a sidebar to her Raider!Joel series and I'm assuming it kind of comes into play later in that series so like you should read it. Also it's fucking delicious. Raider!Tommy is sooooo fucking hot.
Fall Apart, Again - a Joel series by @wildemaven
AHHHHH THE TWIST!!! Healthy dose of angst right up front in the first chapter with these lovely hints of more to come AND THEN!!! there's a twist. I can't tell you about the twist because that would ruin it, but like I thought I knew what it was, right? And the thing I thought was gonna happen did and I was like oh! I called it. But that was a fakeout. There's a bigger twist. Fucking.... wild man. You gotta read it. (Oh and wildemaven writes so beautifully. The descriptive language is to die for). Get it while it's hot kids.
Breakout - a Joel series by @the-ginger-hedge-witch
Boxer (now trainer) Joel!! Reader has an asshole boxer bf! I hope Joel gets to beat the shit out of Tyler tbh. I really fucking love Ren's writing style and the way she builds up the characterization. Like we learn so much about Joel's life and personality, Tyler and Reader's relationship dynamic, Reader's sort of (as yet unknown to them) kinship with Joel, Sarah and Joel's relationship, and more all in 7K words. This fic is going to be so fucking lovely. I think it's one of those "Oh my god that poor man deserves to be happy for once in his miserable little life" fics and I LOVE those.
This is the Way - a Din one shot by @psychedelic-ink
I thought this fic was gonna be silly! And I mean I guess it was. Certainly no angst. But if you think accidentally moaning This is the Way would be silly.... you think wrong. The way Mando responded??? Good god this fic is hot, y'all. I just like... does Din have a breeding kink? Is it the fact that she said it when he creampied her and like... the marriage vow thing is "we will raise warriors" ??? Sorry I'm speculating a lot here. I just... anyway yeah feral din. very hot.
The Art of Healing - a Marcus Pike series by @northernbluess
This is such a gorgeous fic. It has a lot of discussion of ED recovery, so please read warnings and take care of yourself and don't read if it will hurt you BUT!!! The way the topic is handled in the fic is so fucking beautiful. Marcus is a precious angel baby and Jo is so so so strong and wonderful. It's really lovely to follow along with her therapy and see what she paints. It's also incredible watching her bond with Marcus grow. It's a slow burn, therapist x OFC, with lots of angst but also so many of these like... really tender and sweet moments. It's so clearly a story that is coming from the heart and I adore it and can't wait to read more.
Exile - a Javi P series by @jksprincess10
Ok big warning up front -- she killed steve lmao. That's how reader ends up being Javi's partner. I really love how Javi's dickish demeanor from early season one is being played up here. Big fuckin fan. I just know this is gonna be a beautiful smutty enemies to lovers extravaganza.
Only Angel - a Javi P series by @tieronecrush
I really like professor peña. Like it makes a lot of sense that he'd do that after retiring. I love the concept of this fic so much. And the tension is being built up so fucking well. Javi pining and chastising himself. The subtle mention of reader doing something to support herself that is definitely not TAing. I would be more than happy to be Javi's extraneous circumstance. Anywayyyy I fucking love this and I'm so excited for the next chapter ahhhh.
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I grabbed a giant chunk off the older half of the sheet so there's a pretty good section where it's just one author lol. Oh and a lot of these are on AO3 but several of the stories were also posted on tumblr, I just read them on AO3 for whatever reason.
One Thing I'm Missing - a Joel series by @joelscruff
Sex, Drugs, and... Tacos - a Dieter one shot by @absurdthirst
Deseos Profundos - Javi P one shot by @absurdthirst
Le Trio De Fleur - a Din one shot by @absurdthirst
Chemical Feelings - a Din one shot by @absurdthirst
Menace - a Joel one shot by @atinylittlepain
I'll Never Fall in Love Again - a Dieter series by OonaJaeAdira (on AO3)
Stress Relief - a Javi P one shot by ezrasbirdie (on AO3)
Waterproof - a Dieter one shot by LeslieLyman (on AO3)
Starlight - a Din Series by LovelessDagger (on AO3)
Let the right one in - a Joel Series by LaMorenadelAtl (on AO3)
Dark but just a game - a Joel One shot by devilmademewriteit (on AO3)
Celestial Navigation - Dieter Series by @write-and-buried
Extra Whipped Cream - a Dieter Series by @pettyprocrastination
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Happy Reading!
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