#THAT DESIRE SOMEHOW NEVER DISSAPEARS

[toxycodone]

youre on your winged lion Shit right now so i thought it would be funny to mention that one of my dungeon meshi ocs is actually a product between the demon and a Mortal because the mortal’s desire was to get Freaky. you MIGHT be my ocs father

WVEJVEJER WAIT A FUCKINF MINUTE I NEED TO SEE THIS OC IM CRYINF???

Me and the fucking Lion going on the Maury show and fighting after I said I wasn’t gonna pay child support (bros mad.)

[xlmibby]

xiaolumi late-night brainrot because i feel like writing an entire essay about how much i love the way xiao and lumine look at each other.

the thing is... the both of them aren't the type of person to talk a lot - especially not about their feelings - but even if they stay quiet, their eyes say everything.

the quick stolen glances; because lumine just can't focus on the conversation with the others when xiao is right next to her. the way longing stares; when his eyes burn the expanse of her skin as soon as she talks with someone else again.

it's quite obvious how they feel because of that. but i think, while xiao might feel like lumine watches him a lot since she's not hiding it well - or more like, she's not doing it at all - he's the one who does it more often and longer, nevertheless. it's easy to stop caring about the passing time when the sight in front of him is so breathtaking. the mere glance of her golden hair shining in the warm sunlight, white dress fluttering when the wind grows stronger, her soft skin and flushed cheeks... it all stirs odd emotions deep within him.

he can't quite name them - is it longing? fondness? desire? - yet he can feel them take over his consciousness and make him want to call out her name, reach out to her hand and pull her into his arms so close that their chests brush with every shaky inhale. his fingers are shaking at the thought, itching to brush hair off her face and watch her look up at him.

xiao thinks it should scare him a little. how easy it would be to see right through him in that moment.

all of the thick walls of cold and aloofness he's been building around himself for long years would dissapear the second lumine's eyes - wide and shining with that golden color that's so familiar yet so hypnotizing - meet his. somehow, he can't look away even if he tried.

the longer he stares, the more he notices how open lumine is with him as well. close up she looks.. so innocent. so delicate, breakable. like she's just a young girl who has hopelessly fallen in love with a boy and now she's scared he might find out; but she's not good at hiding her feelings and pretending everything's just perfectly fine when he's around, and her heartbeat for sure doesn't race at all.

when his eyes fall onto her lips - it is just an instinct, one that xiao can't control even if he tried - he watches suck in a breath. she swallow, painfully aware of his burning gaze lingering on there longer than necessary. long enough for her to lose her mind, just a little bit. long enough for her thoughts to stray somewhere to the places he doesn't know about. the look on her face - cheeks flushed, eyes gleaming with a different kind of affection he has never seen before, the quick rise and fall if her chest - tells him that he might have an inkling of what she can be thinking about. it might be something similar to his own thoughts, ones that spread through his veins like the sweetest kind of venom. they're deadly, urging him to act upon his desires although he knows he can't. not if he wants lumine to be safe.

but it's so, so tempting...

it kills him a little.

xiao tries to pretend it's fine but something wraps around his heart when she's around. grips tightly on it as if to make him dig his claws into his chest. bury them there and take out his beating heart. offer it to her.

it belongs to her, anyway. he might deny it but the truth remains all the same.

he's nothing if not hers.

a part of him wonders if lumine can see it now. how badly he craves her, in every way possible. how sickening this yearning inside him is, simmering just beneath the indifferent expression he usually puts on like a ghost of his darkest desires.

even if lumine can't see it though, xiao is sure she can feel his heartbeat against her chest and knows. there's no way to escape this overwhelming love.

[miiints-repostiory]

ehehehehehheeee

IM GONNA. TALK ABOUT H I M

SO BASICALLY!!! hes an amalagmate of parts, flesh and bones that just go everywhere and they're one consious being but at the same time they recognize that they're made up of hundereds of themselves

like if a rat king was one creature but it KNOWS that its made of many rats

so sometimes they'll say "we" "us" "our" instead of the singluar versions bc they dont wanna forget that theyre so many things all at once

bc theyre so many bodies they're really hungry a lot of the time

He acts very very feral and animalistic when enraged but its mostly a defensive mechanism and kindof maybe trauma induced?? like hes afraid to act more human bc all of what his parts felt before death was fear and a pure animalistic desire to survive so being in a safe state and not constantly fighting for their life feels strange and unfamiliar

so so so so sosoososo. before he wnet sploosh and came out of da water he was kinda a blobus mass of arms and legs and torsos and organs and they took a longk time to kinda assemble themself into whats pictured. and turning into their more humanoid form takes even longer. it was very not fun for them to be a blob so they're very proud of themselves!!! but that dissapears pretty qucikly when they see the last Oyster and getti before them

they treat the last oyster's corpse very special. but theyre also conflicted on it. a part of them wants to consume it and allow it to join the mass but another is noslagic and upset over what couldve been and dosent want to "taint" his corpse

that corspe never decays btw. even if foodsoul bodies kinda dissapaite or whatever when they die this one does not so the monster really worships the body.

overtime he dose a lot of thinking and learning about death and life and that kind of stuff. he can kind of see spirits and things after they die, and it makes him very appreciatve of legacy and connections to the past

despite the feral nature of them, Oysters is retrospective and thoughtful, very understanding too. they do hold one hell of a grudge tho

i dont know if. this SP is in the context of like, SP Beer's backstory or if its a seperate instance, but either way something something Holy See is told about a "monster" in the real rural parts of glorville and they go to check it out. By they i mean Pretzel and weisswurst if he isnt fucking dead. Could also be neat if Brownie somehow aquires ANOTHER dangerous creature thats done lots of murder and seen lots of shit. i think itd be funny if brownie just has. all of these feral mfs and dosent think twice about it. girlboss shit fr ANYWAYS they connect with other fs and while they'll never quite "heal" from theyre disaster of a past they do become more comfortable with themselves and feel less inferior to the final oyster/the OG oyster and other food souls

THE FORMER BTW would probably become concious in their own way bc i think itd be neat if they were like the shell of the oyster and pearl inside

anyways this long ass post is brought to you by the entire section of my brain dedicated purely to 0.001% of food fantasy characters AND fuck hating spaghetti hes such a loser and he gets no bitches

Man what if instead of sparing Oyster Spaghetti did what the villagers asked of him and killed him. But what if the village was supposed to have a food soul so when his OG MA has a kid they end up summoning oyster back again. And then spaghetti has to kill him again, but fate or whatever demands that a foodsoul is in this village so he ends up getting summoned again and again.

So he goes through generation after generation of masters and each time Oyster is summoned back he's killed by spaghetti again and again. Maybe the villagers amuse spaghetti in some way idk but one day after decades of this fate repeating for Oyster over and over something different happens.

He's summoned again and shunned again like normal and again the villagers have spaghetti come by to get rid of him again. Everything is going as it usually does, spaghetti chasing him into the forest, out to the seaside like normal but then. Once he's killed oyster again something

Something comes out of the water.

Something dark and looming.

[my-fancy-hat]

Of all the what-ifs scenarious that been running throught my head from the moment I knew this was the start of the final arc, this is the worst of them all, and its implications terrify me. During the episode, I absolutely loved all the references and tiny appearances of everyone who crossed path w Mob at some point giving him a grain of encouragement through their support! (also props to Onigawara he’s finally at tone w the rest of the body improvement club yess) and we did see how much Mob had improved too, not only in his academic and physical abilities, but also in his confidence, management of emotions and morals. Mob from the first season would have never dared to ask for advice on how to confess to a girl, less call her to ask her on a date, and that makes me tremendously happy I'm so proud of my bebe. Mob has come a long way and the life lessons he has learned thanks to the help of his environment have put the boy on the cusp of his development, but what just happened in this ep puts, in some way I believe, at risk everything that has been built up until now, not only because ???% will destroy and put everyone around it at risk of life, is about the psychological and moral impact it will have on Mob. The reason why this story began was the desire to change and control his powers because Mob was scared of himself (due Ritsu’s accident), that's how he met Reigen and forged his bond with him. Now, in the aftermatch, when mob opens his eyes (I don’t think he’s dead first of all) and sees what he did again and who he injured this time, how is he going to take it? that all his efforts during these years were in vain as he caused a disaster harming his loved ones once again? that's stuff enough to disown your entire way as futile. I don’t see Mob deserting of it either but I hope that he has enough mental strength to forgive himself for what will happen, and I only hope that those involved do not resent or get badly injured from this situation, and with this I want to mention Tsubomi, who is the one who is most at risk by proximity to the scene. So far no clear answer has been given on how to stop ???% but if I have to bet on something or someone who will not obey reasoning and try to save him somehow it will be Reigen., and here’s where I'm shitting my pants. Since Dimple died? dissapeared? I don't trust this series to keep the main characters well and safe less if this’ finale and honestly I fear for Reigen, a lot. I don’t see him dying but I’m still worried!!!!! 

When it comes to the central theme of this final arc, and I hope I didn't get the wrong idea, it has to do with rejection/acceptance and authenticity; I will be loved/accepted for who i am?. This topic highlights 3 characters on screen imo: Mob, Tsubomi and Reigen. Tsubomi and Reigen use social masks that hide their true selves., very uselful facades that helps them a lot to pass by throught day by day and gain people’s admiration and respect, but this convenient cynicism it only further isolates them from deep connections and genuine acceptance. Mob on the other hand, he is honest with his feelings, faithful to his values ie authentic; he did not deny or hide his insecurities or flaws instead he corrected them and improved them into a more kind and open persona: if Mob may to be loved he will be for who he is, not for what he should be. In this foil - authenticity representation between Tsubomi-Reigen vs Mob, I still do believe Tsubomi will reject Mob anyways (hunch) even if he did everything alright. You don't have control of who accepts or reciprocate your feelings and that’s okay! that’s one of the crude truths you have to learn in life and I see this is where is going. In regard to Reigen, he needs resolution to his struggles as they were bringed back in this very rare and open-vulnerability moment w Serizawa (loved that scene fr) “if I were to show who I truly am, no one will be able to accept me” and that’s, ugh I want to slam his face with the door (affectionate). Reigen has to overcome this anxiety/fear of rejection and express his true self especially to Mob since he’s the most precious person in his life. Also, this is gonna be the most difficult thing will Reigen do bc this is the one thing he's scared the most, to disappoint his student culminatting on Mob abandoning him uhuhj but no matter what Mob will always support and love his master and Reigen needs to know that! needs someone’s acceptance as a first step! this incluiding his fears, flaws and mistakes. Now on how this is gonna play out, will Reigen have to do this orden to save Mob from ???% ? idk. At last, I want to mention that this is the perfect set-up for Dimple to come back and save the day (in denial). I can’t wait for next ep it will be cathastropic for my health

[my-writings-and-musings]

Hello! Thank you for answering my Ravage request, I love it so much! Also your last Rodimus prompt really helped me yesterday, thank you.

Can I request some headcanons about how would Megatron, Swerve and Rung react to love confession from their human crush? Free to ignore it if there's too many characters

(sorry if it's not okay to send more than one request in such short amount of time)

Yay I'm glad that you liked what I wrote and that some of my other stuff helped you out! Sorry for the delay in answering these, I've been quite surprised by the volume in my inbox! I have three lovely bots reacting to love here, and feel free to send in requests so long as my inbox is open!

Megatron

·The confession thankfully occurs while he's seated, as the impact force of a thirty foot mech collapsing to the floor would have been... considerable. That's not to say his physical reaction is at all subtle though. Eons of combat training and discipline dissapear in a flash and his expression shows the full extent of his shock. Was he dreaming? Or did his audials need repair? There must be some confusion, because he's fairly certain the little human on his desk just said that they loved him. No matter his own considerable feelings for them, he must be considerably mistaken, because that would simply be impossible.

·Except it isn't impossible. In fact, it's the truth, you tell him more than a few times over once he starts asking if you're confused or perhaps unwell. He wants to be elated, but a lifetime of training keeps that reaction well contained, as he knows from experience that these things simply cannot happen to bots like himself. Kneeling before the table you stand on, he tries not to sound pitiful or ungrateful as he requests clarification one final time, saying that he couldn't possibly expect love from one who had so much to hate him for.

·You're firm but as gentle as you might be with a fragile bit of glass as you make it undeniably clear; you love him. The only thing you're unsure of, and hoping to find out yourself, is whether or not he feels the same. All the expectation in your eyes compels him to act as impulsively as a sparkling, and he emphatically returns your feelings in a hushed reply, raising a tender hand to hold your little body in the rush of emotion shooting through him.

·There's a moment of icy reality to stop him in his tracks. Don't you know what he's done? What being with him could put you at risk of? That there's nothing to be gained from entangling yourself in the mess he's made of his life? Well accustomed to this behavior, you stand your ground and look him square in the optics, affirming that you're well aware of everything he's just said, but that the only thing you want from him is him, so everything you must endure in relation to him is already worth the struggle. In a rare burst of emotion he pulls your little body to his chest for the gentlest of hugs.

·He laughs for the first time in what has to be eons. There's the smallest hint of a fog in his optics as you find yourself tearing up too, overwhelmed by this hulking bot finally opening up to you completely and just being happy. For his part, he can't truly believe any of this is yet real, but he isn't going to bother with that for now. To know you love him is the greatest peace he's ever experienced, but also the most invigorating kind of euphoria. There's youthful hope in his spark again, encouraging his desire to explore and experience the wonders of life now that he has you at his side, but for this single moment he's content to just... be. One bot, one human, embracing through their laughter and tears.

Swerve

·Somehow he forgets he was polishing a glass at all in the second it takes for it to shatter upon impact with the ground. You had been talking, going round in a way that suggested you were intent on getting to a particular topic, but then...? The glass is forgotten as he gently cuts off your attempt at an apology, spark pulsing and voicebox constricting as he asks you to repeat yourself, looking like he's terrified beyond all belief as he does so. A kind of fear he hasn't felt in a long time prevents him from pretending to be okay like he's so used to doing.

·At your careful reassurance that you did indeed say you love him, and that you meant it, he speaks so softly in response you can barely hear him. The questions he whispers are slow and deliberate, and if he could see anything but you he'd be grateful no one else is present to witness him acting so... shy. He has to make sure though, because it just doesn't seem possible; you love him? Beautiful, intelligent, funny, caring you is in love with... him? But he loves you too, and that means you love each other, and how is that possible?!

·Disbelief slowly melts into a happiness he's afraid to let in only because it's so foreign to him, but bit by bit he begins to realize this is actually happening, and his lonely spark lets the feeling in. Tears start to drop from his foggy visor as a trembling smile pulls up his cheeks, compelling you to reach out from your spot on the bar and invite him into a comforting hug. While he clarifies that he's never felt better, he still happily takes the hug, pulling in your tiny body with his large servos and carefully holding you close.

·Feeling the warmth of you against him sends another wave of beautiful confirmation through him; this is real. The loneliness that always plagued his spark seems insignificant now, as if he's gained a kind of perspective just knowing someone like you could care so deeply for him. All of his friends, all of his patrons, and you at the very center of it all... Why wasn't he ever able to see just how much warmth and goodness there was before this moment?

·Tears are streaming down his face when he lets you go, and at your concern he assures you it's nothing to worry about. There are more questions, but they're happy now, and he's smiling like never before as you dutifully answer every query whilst dabbing his cheeks with a towel that's blanket sized for you. He wants to know; when did you start to have feelings? Does this mean you really don't mind his jokes? Can he tell the others? Is he handsome by human standards? There's so much for him to say but, for once, no rush to say it. Somehow he's finally realized that he doesn't need to talk to get your attention, he just needs to be himself, and the banter is simply a lovely bonus.

Rung

·Though he's certain he misheard, he removes his glasses almost on instinct, looking to the little lifeform he's grown so close to with an unguarded expression of apprehension tinged with hope, gentle but rarely seen optics looking to you with that vulnerability he keeps so well hidden from everyone else. You only remain silent because you briefly lose yourself in his gaze, which is as desperate as it is due to him wanting so badly to believe he did indeed just hear what he's uncertain is actually possible. The request for you to repeat is so soft it's barely audible. Thin digits try to polish his lenses as is his custom when concealing stress, but he fumbles so frequently he has to cease just as he begins.

·You stand near the edge of the table, speaking slowly and clearly so there can be no misunderstanding. The confession is indeed irrefutable this time around, the simple words breaking the silence with their surprising weight and drawing a tiny gasp from him in the process. His hand over his mouth prevents further exclamations, though he's certainly not capable of making any in his current state. Something in the depths of his being has always yearned for this, but he never dared to even dream it could happen, that he could love and in return be loved.

·Tears on his precious face spur you to act, if only because they're absolutely heartbreaking, but as he moves his hand from his mouth you see that despite his sobs he's absolutely beaming. You're surprised even further when he laughs through the tears, and at your prompting says that he's just overwhelmed. You, wonderful and thoughtful and brilliantly unique little you, in love with the bot no one can remember? What has he ever done to be this fortunate? Admittedly he's not fully convinced that this isn't a dream, but he has no intention of letting that stop him from basking in this wonderful feeling.

·You can't help but cry a little too, seeing him overwhelmed in a way you never could have anticipated. Tiny human hands take his offered servo and guide the tip of his digit to brush adoringly over your cheek, just as he so often does, but you notice that for the first time ever there's no hesitation to the action. There's only pure, serene affection. Looking into his optics, you see a mech almost made new, as if the validation you give him just by existing and loving him has changed his entire outlook on life. For a bot who does so much for others, you can't even begin to describe how wonderful it is to give him that peace.

·Still as bashful as they come, he blushes when you move in to embrace him from the tables edge on a whim, but the sheepish hesitation quickly gives way to a mutual hug. The hum of his spark is almost melodic in your ears as you press your head into his warm chest. Your tiny heartbeat, just perceptible to the servo he has cradling you close, is equally jubilant to his touch. The beauty of it all is almost enough to make him dizzy; for the first time in his life he feels truly seen, truly heard, truly here. Reality is still moving just as it was before, but now he genuinely feels like he is a part of it all, here with you in his loving arms. You make him certain that he's worth remembering.

[lovenona]

It's a give and take relationship where Baji gives what you desire and, eagerly, you take it; where all and everything yoy offer is swallowed by him greedily. He knows how to make you submit, you know how to keep him going. It's a balance in perfect symmetry. What else is he, if not a lucky man?

Your gentle lips against a sweet spot brings Baji to ecstacy. Anything you seem to do pushes him in edge; even if it's just settling on top of him, with your weight locking him in place and your breath fanning his neck. He's grown selfish, if he's honest, of all your attention and touches. But what can he say? You're just too addictive like that.

Doing just fine, as you tell him, yet your body remains immobile, sinking into him like the perfect mold and that tease, that earlier fire you had when riling him up seemed to have dissipated. The silence you share is comfortable, almost enough to lull you both to sleep, giving into the exhaustion that seeps in your bones. It's a week day. If you'll go on fucking through the night, tomorrow you'll both wake up tired. Tomorrow, he'll be up so late, he's sure Draken will hand him his ass over on his shit. Tomorrow, you'll be too exhausted to even think about getting up, completely forgetting about your exams.

And make no mistake, tomorrow, Baji will still remember what you did tonight. His jealousy never goes away until he's satisfied. It remains tucked in the back of his mind, waiting for later. You've had his cock deep down your pussy, his fingers as well, yet you haven't given him the answer he wanted.

That's fine, he thinks. We'll deal with it tomorrow.

"You can't even move," Baji teases as he pets your hair, running his fingers through your sweat slicked strands. You whine at his touch, burying your face deeper into his hair. "Too fucked out, huh? Because I'm just that good."

Gently, he envelopes your body in his arms as he moves you around, laying you on the couch. You're still recovering, with that unfocused look on your face and your languid movements as you tried to reach for him. Baji smirks, repositioning himself on top of you. He moves to hover over your left leg as he presses the other to your chest.

And he loves it, the way your eyes wander over the position he has you both in, looking tired and helpless yet with an undercurrent of excitement. Baji has no idea how he's still hard, but somehow, with you, he's never not hard.

"It's alright, I can do all the work, Adele."

- baji

im a charanon for this other human and they said they got the notif of my ask but it dissapeared in their inbox?? so i thought, if it happened to you too, then... SKSKS WHY what did i do tumblr

tumblr must hate u goddamn ur just too powerful 😭 i never got a notif so it must have been Eaten along the way 

if someone asked me my name, or what i study, or my favorite meal, i wouldn’t know what to say. i’d tell them that there’s nothing in my brain but baji keisuke and the aftermath of an orgasm so powerful i might never recover from the release.

but it’s always been like this: it’s why we’re in love. neither one of us ever quite know when to stop, and neither one of us ever quite wants to.

too fucked out, huh? because i'm just that good. i relish in the soft sensation of his hands, a gentle kindness that sits at odds with the teasing nature of his words. i’ve always been ravenous for his affection, for his attention, even when i act like i don’t need it. but there’s nothing i love more than this, a tender touch he offers without thinking, a declaration of love without words. 

and baji’s not even wrong, both fortunately and unfortunately, because with a lifetime of practice he knows what he’s doing and i let him ruin me every goddamn time. he could go all night and start again tomorrow and make us both run late for everything and still i'd say yes, keisuke, yes. 

(fighting it doesn’t matter. before he goes to work tomorrow he’ll drop me off for my exams with just a minute to spare and i’ll let him like i always do.) 

so i let him move us both again and sink back into the overworked couch cushions. i’ve got no clue what baji plays at now but it’s hard to question him when his hair frames his face like a delicate halo and there’s a sheen of sweat on both of us that causes him to shine like stars. i reach for him, greedily, craving his warmth on my chest and his hands at my sides. 

it's alright, i can do all the work, adele. i believe it, too, because i'm not sure it’s possible for baji not to be hard. i relax into the couch and gaze back at him because we both know that i’ll take it. i relax and offer myself up to him, my bastard of a boyfriend, both the bane of and the reason for my existence.

“sounds good to me,” i say, pliant, interested. i know i'm only inviting trouble but still i can’t help it. i know my legs might regret it tomorrow but i can’t help it.  i liberally drink in his torso, his arms, the curve of his hips, and devour him whole. it’s a wonder to be able to look at him like this every day with the knowledge that no one else ever will. it’s a wonder to watch baji unravel, to watch him lay his trust and vulnerability in the open with abandon. i decide i’d like to kiss him again, maybe, if he’ll ever get close enough for me to.

“come on then, let’s see what you can do.” 

[flakelli]

My fate it´s up to you. 1´rst chapter.

Summary:            

My mother used to tell me that our decisions have a big impact in everything around us. A simple decision can kill someone or save them from their demons.

Work Text:          

All you remember is falling into the void. The air is so cold that could cut your skin by just chaffing it but somehow, when it aproaches to your body it becames into lighted drops of sew that floats all over you with a blue shade. That´s why you think you are falling despite you have never really touch the ground, in other similar dreams that you had when you were a child you used to hear a voice telling you to give up, “To give up… what?´´ You think to yourself and you close your eyes, tired, hoping that maybe if you are surrended by a dark that you know well you Will son waking up from the dream.

But suddenly something changes. Even with your eyes closed you can feel a pink-blue light shinning right below you. Soon the light becomes so bright that for a moment you feel that you are waking up, you feel a force trying to take you out of the dream, but at the same time you can almost feel an arms huggig you from your hips, trying to retain you here. Despite your urge to waking up you almost desire to be into the void for a longer time, however, the force of the light son takes you out of it.

-

You open your eyes, they still quite blinded by the intensity of the light but you can see a figure right in front of you. Whatever  it is starts talking in an ancient language, and suddendly stops, aware of your presence. The figure sits down, right in front of you and the light of six candles draw it´s shadow on a wall. You look at it confused and scared, you were suppouse to stay in your bed, not sitting down in…. Then it´s when you realice the circle. As the light of your dream it lights with a pink-blue light, a strange sigil that you´ve never seen it´s written into it, around the circle there are six candles forming a pentagram around you. ``Well… that´s a Good plot twist for the dream´´ you thought to yourself and suddenly the figure, in a male voice starts talking:

“Hail Deox! Demon of the deep desires and music, i´ve invited you to our world so you can…. uh? wait.´´ You can tell by his voice that he is pretty confused ``You are NOT a demon! God dammit!´´ Suddenly the figure stands up and turns on the lights of the room, you can have now a better idea of him. First of all, he is tall. Really tall, you haven´t seen many people as tall as him, he is wearing a long blue tunic. By his face you can tell that he is around his 30s and despite the tunic´s Hood you can also teel that he is bald. And really mad.

He starts to read a paper that he has on a table, cursing and yelling bad words at it, it´s quite funny to see him, you are starting to laugh at this stupid dream when you accidently touch a candle, and burn your leg.

You have never felt this cold, it can´t compare with the cold you fel into the void or the cold you felt when your dog died when you were 6, it´s a diferent cold, the cold you feel when you are paralised and have a predator right in front of your face, something similar. You are pretty sure that you are awake. You start shaking by fear ``No….. nonono it can´t be posible´´  You try to touch the candle, and again, it burns your skin. ``What the hell is going on, what the hell i´m doing here…. who the fuck is him?´´ You look at the guy again, he had taken off the tunic and seems to be ready to go out the door without even exchange a word with you.

``Hey!´´ You shout at him and for a moment he looks at you quite concerned ``Where am-´´ He points at your feet ``Stay in the circle and you´ll come back to your dimension when the light is gone´´ you look at the circle and realised that the shine it´s dissapearing ``Yeah…. but how-´´ he doesn´t leave you talk ``Look. I have to go and see the Nekomancer okay? i´ve no time for this.´´ He starts to open what seems to be the main door of the house, the light is getting dissapearing more and more with every second passing out, that leaves yo 3 options.

Choose:

1. Follow the guy and find the Nekomancer. 2. Come back to the Void. 3. Force the guy to answer your questions.

[thenatallie]

Mirror mirror on the wall

#sexy Loki #dom Loki Rating: explicit Fandom: Thor, Avengers Smut, sex ----------------~~~*~~~---------------- Thor was prepared for their arrival. "Heimdall?" he said... "In a minute", Heimdall replied. Soon, Jane appeared before them with some young girl. Apologizing look on her face for bringing cousin unanounced, she said "Thor dear", she hugged him, "meet my little sister Nicollete". "Good day to you Nicollete, I'm Thor". "Wow, it us so wonderfull that we finly meet, Jane has told me a lot about you, I'm Nickie", she spoken and widened her lips in a smile. Nickie was quite a pretty young girl. Her sultry hazel eyes and full lips widened, showing how she amazed was by sight of everything around her. Her black little top and jeans revealed a bit of her slim figure, with thin waist and firm breasts. Her blonde hair carresed her back. As they went out to the Bifrost bridge, Thor helped them to climb on back of horses, explained they can rest first and then come to lunch to finally meet the whole family. Jane and Nickie were mesmerised by the sight from the bridge, sun shining in most beautiful colors had reflection in the sea beneath them. As soon as they arrived near the castle, they saw Loki coming back from hunting, carrying two wild boars. He approached to the passangers. "Brother! Jane and her niece arrived, come greet them". Loki looked at Nickie's slim figure and her eyes shyly bathed with long eyelashes. He took her hand, never parting his eyes from hers, and kissed it. "I'm enchanted", he said wit a sly smile. Jane noticed and looked at Thor in a grim that sought explanation for Loki's overly friendly and god now what other demeanor. On the festivity, Frigga was excited there were two Modgardians sitting in front of her. Odin gave his best to be polite to them, although he did not approve son's blossoming relationship with one of them. Sif felt a bit uncofortable, and she didn't want Jane to notice that. Everyone else enjoyed exotic foods and beverages. Loki set next to mother and across to Nickie. He had a chance to examine her lovely face and pouting lips especially. Her deep red silk dress revealed nicely fromed sholders and light gently carresing her cleavage. Frigga asked Jane how many relatives they have. "Not much, parents, aunt and ucle, and grandma". Odin asked about grandma's age and found out she's 82, still holding well. Than he explained to the crowd that that Asgardians eventually die like Midgard people do. "Give it or take few thousand years", Loki noticed. Nickie burst into a loud laugh at what he said. Loki looked at her and smile lingered on his thin lips. At the sight of that, Nickie looked down, her cheeks reddened. After arrival to their chambers, Jane quickly close the door and held Nickie by her shoulders, " I don't know what has gotten into you! That man is nothong but trouble, Nickie! He is dangeros...and you're 18, and he is god knows what age!" "I don't know what are you talking about, Jane! I only laughed, that's all!" Nickie exclaimed. "Just be carefull, my dear", Jane said carresing her cheek. They hugged. It was evening when Nickie went out for a walk, alone, deeply in her thougts and worried if Jane noticed more than just a laugh, because whenever she looked at Loki, she felt tingling in her lower stomach. How he smiled, how he walked, and, oh dear, how he looked at her... As she approached to park with gothic style statues, suddendly she noticed Loki sitting on a bench. She felt a surge of heat deep within her, butterflies in her stomach while she approached him. "Quickly think what to say", she told herself, but she couldn't think of anything else than "Hi, what are you doing?" "Thinking... And what about you, are you cold in that dress?" "No. I was walking to clear my mind." Loki smiled and bit his lip, bringing his face close to hers, saying:"Why, what's bothering your pretty little head?" Small ray of light crossing her eyes revealed to him that her eye pupils suddendly enlarged. His puzzled gaze examining her very soul just caused her to feel stronger surge of fire. She loudly exhaled "Nothing bothers me, I was just bored". "Listen", Loki said, "I tamed a young stallion yesterday, would you like to ride it... with me" he purred. "I can show you beautiful places, and more..." he stoped deliberately making a long pause, lowering his lips near her ear, "and more, I can show you how to handle my shaft... and cast fireball spell... It will be fun" he added, carefull not to scare her with that double meaning. His warm breath carresed her ear and neck... She involuntarily took a deep breath and swallowed... "Dangerous man!", Jane's words echoed in her head, she thaught "His choice of words is a bit strange, his tone too..." Nickie shivered as a little bit of fear and a lot of butterflies in her stomach stroke her. "Dangerous, but fun..." came to her mind as she gave in to feelings that he provoked inside of her. She laughed, half embarrassed, other half because of unbearable tingling in her stomach. "Yes, please, that would be so much fun!" she exclaimed and gave him a seductive look, then gradually her smile dissapeared as she saw him biting and licking his lower lip. They went back to stables. The stalion was magnificent, brown and his muscular body shining. "Come up now", Loki grabbed her by her waist and put her on the horse. He climbed behind her, put his arm around her waist and they rode into the night. As they were riding in narrow road leading to a wood in front of them, Nickie pulled back into Loki's lap resting her head on Loki's shoulder. Loki removed a strand of hair from her neck and purred to her ear, provoking "Do young girls on Midgard often go to the woods with strangers?" "No..." "It could be dangerous, someone could have hurt you already." "You wouldn't hurt me, right Loki?" "No..." Damn, he felt her warm ass on his throbbing member, provoking a surge of desire in him. He could "hurt" her, why not? His mind was flooded with immoral thoughts for her, he could bend her forward and take her right on this horse, they could get down and then, he taught, he could lay her on a meadow, willingly or not. But he knew better than to take a women, a girl especially, by force. He liked his girls shout his name in extasy, not in tears. She could feel by that moment that he is hardened, but she didn't move away. He, too, knew that she could feel it. "You are reckless, little lady, not afraid of any danger you might be in!" "What do you mean Loki?" She asked in surprise. "But you are safe with me. Tell me, how many boys did you have?" "Only one" "And how far you went with him?" "What do you mean?" "Oh, you know better than that, don't you little girl?" His voice now threathening. He made a pause, colleceted himself a little bit and added calmly "How far?" "We didn't do that..." "Did what? Say it!" he ordered. "We didn't... didn't fuck" she whispered to his ear. His cock was hard as a stone by now, he felt such a surge of passion that he pulled her hard by her waist to mount her ass better to his "shaft". Again, she didn't move away. They rode through the wood like that for some time, each being more and more aroused, and each being still about it. Finally, they went out of woods and a large meadow appeared in front of them. Loki suddendly shouted "Run!" and the horse started quickening its pace. Nickie felt a course of addrenaline through her body. Her ass slamming in his lap, his hard cock and her crotch in contact to saddle, lead her to extreme surge of pleasure. The feeling intensified while they rode. She was breathing heavily. Suddendly, a serie of soft moans escaped her lips, while pleasure rose to unbearable and she came. They circled around and across the meadow. Loki knew she orgasmed, he was so in need to fuck her or jerk off, but he turned horse, finally stopping at the entrance of the wood they came through. They were silent during the trip back. She asked herself all that time if Loki noticed what just have happened. He stopped near a tree in front of castle. It was already very late, so she will need to sneak into her and Jane's chambers. Luckily, there was no one to see her riding and embraced by Loki, eather. He went off the horse and helped her come down. Provoking again, he said "Good night and don't go with anyone else like this" " I won't, or what, you'll become jelous?" "Oh yes, and some men can harm you, too!" he barked. "I know, I won't... Uncle Loki..." she provoked this time,  leaning forward to kiss his cheek. Little teaser, she'll get a taste of what she deserves, he thought. As soon as her lips touched his cheek, he abruptly grabbed her by waist and captured her lips in his. He needed to jerk off as soon as he arrives into bedchambers, he taught... Loki's kiss deepend and became demanding while he started to caress her neck. Now already, he held her neck, leaving her no space to brake the kiss if she even wanted. She felt she went too far with him this time. She was scared, yet excited, she needed to push him away somehow. It was him who ended the kiss. She ran to the castle while he remained a second or two to admire her thin silouette and also not to come with her to the castle, if anyone is awake at that hour. Jane was asleep, lucky for Nickie. Nickie half woke up with warm feeling in her stomach and cheast. When she realized what has gotten into her, she woke up completely, shocked by her last night's demeanor. She was no lady, she acted as a little whench. On the other side, Loki wike up hardened again, although he jerked off before sleep, thinking of little Nickie, how her pink nipples on her small firm breasts would harden under his fingers and how he would fuck her hard while her dreamy tight flesh fights him. Jane came with Thor into chambers, she got up earlier than Nickie, she was all excited being with Thor in beautiful places on Asgard. She loved gothic style statues in parks, and how ivy climbed upon them and upon old elegantly carved walls. "Hey, do you want something nearest to first morning cofee I've found here" "Yes, sis" Nickie smiled. Three of them set around small baroque table, enyoing their bitter sweet hot beverages. "Hey, where you were last night? I guess I was asleep when you came" Jane asked. "Yes, I didn't wanna wake you. I was for a walk." "Alone?" "All by mysel. This is Asgard, the friendliest place I have ever been." "At least you were not with Loki" Nickie looked in a surprise, frowned and lied she didn't. "We saw him going to his bedchambers earlier that night, after a glass of wine" Then Nickie realized Loki cast spell to make his double. Good, she got away with her list night's adventure. Thor, amused, asked Jane "Loki?" "Yes Loki, look Thor, she's young and the way he looks at her is outrageus" "Jane, Loki knows his boundaries, he may look at her, but he will not act upon it. "Stop talking about me as if I'm not here" Nickie exclaimed. "Jane worries prematurely, but you are not making any unthoughtful moves, right?" Thor asked wirh warning in his voice "Right", she answered, the ton of her voice inconvincing even to herself. After a beautiful day at beach with Jane and Thor, she took a warm scented long bath. Jane went with Thor and said she'll be back within an hour to prepare together for a celebration that night. Nickie started picking up dresses. Again, her own thoughts scared her. She was looking for something revealing to provoke Loki, to show him what he can so easily have. Of course, she ment her affection in general, not like she would sleep with him after one date. Was it a date...? She picked a black dress with lace across chest which delicately showed her cleavage. Lower part was cut so one leg is revealed to the hip. "Perfect! Tonight, I'm gonna tease Loki again" Nickie found Loki's eyes in the crowd. She gently swayed her hips in the rhythm of cheerful medieval music and gave Loki a seductive look over her shoulder. His gaze captured her eyes, mesmerizing her. With one swift motion of his head he showed her to come out with him She met him at the door. "Let's go outside the castle" he ordered, and she only could obey. They set in the park like the other night. Except he was turned toward her, legs wide spread, sly smile on his face. "Uncle Loki, she excaled softly and almost moaned his name, "you said to teach me fireball spell and...um...how to handle a shaft. Like weapon shaft", she sad quickly as if she corrected herself.  "Wepon, sure, an what did you think? "he chukcled, then became deadly serious. He tilted his head toward her as if he were to kiss her, his lips only a few inches from hers, and he purred lustfully looking at her lips "How did you sleep last night? I had to think of you and..  jerk off" When he said "off" he traced her lips with his thumb for a while. She could feel arousal in her core. He now fully hardened suddendly put his thumb in her mouth. She was surprised, yet obedient while he explored her mouth. He saw her pupils widened so her eyes were ever black, shiny and dazed. "Loki, what are we doing?" she moved. He traced her with his eyes which wondered from her clevage to her bare leg, his arm fell on her knee and parted her legs. He slowly traced her inner thigh coming deliberately slowly to her crotch. She couldn't move, part from surprise, part from fear that he might hurt her if she moved away. Loki moved her panties and touched her... his fingers moving over her clit and hot wet entrance. She gasped and looked at him scared and pale. "Look how far yo've gotten with your demeanor, young lady" he said. "Uncle Loki, please..."The sound of her voice just made him caress her faster. She was surprised how intimately his touch feeled. "Uncle Loki, what?" he asked. "Why do you touch me, do you like me?" "Yes. If you want to learn fireball, first I need to help you release, then you help me the same way, yes?" "Yes" She was quiet while he explored her so intimately. He then moved her dress to caress her breasts. Her pink nipples were hard and by now, she could only surrender to her sweet captor. He continued to caress her clit, moaning already with her as if he fucked her, and she writhed quickly while cumming hard. He kissed her passionately and pullef her arm down to his trousers, her fingers around his huge member, and showed her how to stroke it. It was silky in her hand, rock hard, thick, long. She exhaled in amazement. With loud moan, he came, too. "No time for other fireballs tonight, I shall teach you tommorrow." "Ok". They needed to come back to the celebration separately. Jane and Thor asked Nickie "Where you have been all the time? We were about to look for you" "Just catching breath on terrace" "I looked on the terrace, couldn't find you" "Did you check lower part, beneath the stares?" "No" "Well, there I was, silly" Nickie laughed. "Shall we share some wine?" "Yes" Wine was exquisetly nice, sweet and strong. She could feel it warming her body. Thor looked suspiciuosly across the crowd and saw Loki talking to a knight. He couldn't remember if he saw him while Nickie was missing. Quickly, his attention ran to Jane when she kissed him. Loki again gave Nickie a sign to come with him. She followed him to a corridor leading to dark. He took her hand and said "Let me show you something interesting" Soon, they entered his chambers. They stopped on front of a large mirror. "I love mirrors, do you? Can be decieving, can be true, depends on you..." he said. "I wanna see you in loveliest dresses". He carresed her spine, shoulders and breasts while magically changing lacey dresses on her. She looked in amazement. He poured her some sweet wine. She took a big sip. He wanted to taste her mouth swewtend by wine and he kissed her feverashly. She let his exploring tongue carress hers. He lowered her to the bed. She could see she couldn't think straight from her arousal and wine. He took off her dress, leaving her only in underwear. "Loki, I'm scared it will hurt". "I can give you invunerability power so you will only feel pleasure." That sounded promissing. However, she was still unsure how far would she go, when he freed her breasts from bra, started squizing them and licking ever so vulgar. "I'm gonna fuck you all night" he exclaimed through his irregular breath. Than he removed her panties and undressed himself by doing magic, leaving only black silk topcoat in him. His tongue explored her inner tights, then flickering over her clit. She moaned lustfully, completely giving in the passion between them. He lay on top of her, shut her mout with his palm and said "Take it! Take all of it!" as he plunged himself inside of her. She cried loudly and then he casted invunerability spell for her. Her voice silent now, only their lustfull sobs could be heared. He pumped himsf in and out with brutal force, her thight walls clenching around him. It hurt a bit, but nothing compared to pleasure he gave her. Loki consumed her, rode her, fucked her for nearly an hour, grabbing her wrists because she scratched his back during one of his brutal entries. He put his fingers into her mouth, saying "Take all of it little whench, you are not a little girl anymore" "Oh yes, Uncle Loki, ooohhh" she replied. Burried in her tender core, he felt his climax approaching because her voice triggered him. It sounded so vulgar when she said "Uncle Loki". It was for him as if she said "fuck me harder Uncle Loki". He then made circular motions and her flesh forcefully clenched around his pulsating shaft and she came with a wanton moan. He climaxed while inside of her, expelling every last drop of his hot seed in her pussy. Exhausted, they layed on the bed for some time. Nickie finally confessed to herself and to him "I'm in love with you, Loki" He grabbed her by neck and said "You're all mine now" ------------~~~~~*~~~~~------------ The End

[blackgirlblues]

Being a Black Girl and Finding Love

l o fucking l 

impossible

the last time i posted on this blog i was 18, 3 weeks away from leaving my hometown to pursue music in London and upset because my white friends didn’t understand the basics of cultural appropriation. 

here i am, back almost a whole year later. 

im 19 now, im a singer songwriter living in London, with an amazing group of diverse friends who understand each other and really have eachother’s backs. the last few months have been crazy for me, and i’ve experienced and learned about different parts of myself that i never knew existed because of how suppressed i was in my home environment until i moved. 

one of these things that i never really knew that well about myself, was how much i could feel for one person. 

growing up, i never really had much luck in the guy department. all my friends were white, and pretty, and most of the time i was the only black girl which, automatically, in society’s eyes- made me the ugly friend. it’s a statement that i know will make whoever reads this gasp. how can i call myself the ugly friend just because i’m the only black girl in the group? the same way our white as fuck society upholds euro-centric beauty standards and gives us warped depictions of what beautiful should be. beautiful in our modern day society means skinny, white and with long hair. its 2019, so this is not as rigid as it used to be, but growing up, it didn’t take long for me to realise that i was not what was desired by any of the guys me or other girls had their eyes on. 

not that boys are the be all and end all of life, but we can all agree that as young teenage girls, developing your first crush was a pretty big part of life. and the need to feel desired, and loved, and wanted will always be a big part of the human condition. and this isn’t something i’ve always had the pleasure of experiencing growing up as a young girl the way i watched my other friends have. 

i’ll spare you the long emotional details of childhood trauma when it comes to accepting myself and not letting whether white boys think i’m cute or not decide my value, i’ll just cut straight to what’s been keeping me up at 2am for the past 6 months.

two characteristics. 

capricorn with green eyes.  

i met him randomly at some music networking event and i always think about how weird it was that we somehow met in the first place. i was supposed to have gone home 10 minutes before, picked up an angry call from my dad telling me to go straight home even though he was a whole plane ride away. and my friend - let’s call her ellie, was outraged. “it’s only ten o’ clock you can’t leave”. she sounded stressed, to say the least. so, i didn’t. and 10 minutes later, i bump into him. 

fuck him. 

pretty smile, pretty eyes, pretty face, pretty laugh and he liked lorde and brockhampton. i was doomed from the start quite honestly. 

we exchanged instagrams, he invited me to some event he was putting on and this open mic in shoreditch that he and his friends always went to. and the rest was history that i cant ever seem to properly let go of. 

i started going to this shit every week just to see him, and after a couple months started developing a little crush, which after an invitation to some house parties, 2am voice memo conversations, supposed songs written about me (maybe), lingering looks, and a lot of conversations about astrology spiralled into me having full blown feelings for his pretentious ass. and it’s worse because he was never just a stupid boy. he was everything that i had always asked the universe for. i always said, that if the universe ever decided to send me my first boyfriend, that i wanted him to be educated in social issues, intelligent, motivated. capricorn was this. 

it’s just a shame that he probably didn’t feel the same way. 

i’ve been holding out hope for the longest time that maybe, just maybe, this time, i could finally be the girl that a guy looks at and says “yo, i want her.” the girl that someone looks at and sees something they could love. i wanted to experience the feeling of having someone reciprocate your feelings, and being in a relationship, and learning and growing with eachother. i wanted to have my first kiss and all these other things i dreamt up in my head because that’s what my scorpio ass does best; dreams. 

for once, i wanted to be that girl. the girl that’s desired. and not just desired but desired enough that someone truly starts to pursue me. 

let me cut to the chase and tell you that didn’t happen here. 

i let myself over-analyze, i blamed myself, wondered what i was doing wrong, how i could be “cooler”, if i was “cool enough” to even be with someone like him; that was my first mistake, putting some boy on a pedestal because i was lonely and touch-starved. scorpio ass behaviour. 

i let myself get sad when he wouldn’t text, or when he wouldn’t reply how i wanted. when he wouldn’t give me back the same energy i gave to him. i let myself get angry when i would show up to events to support him and he would dissapear for hours or flirt with other girls. because what the fuck? wasn’t i the one? i’m supposed to be the one. it’s my turn to be the one that somebody wants. why did the universe keep dangling something in front of me that i clearly couldn’t have? 

i thought that when i moved, everything would be different and somehow the stars would align and i would meet a boy that would finally make me “the one”. finally, i would get to experience everything my friends did while i sat on the sidelines and wished i had what they did. 

nah though, that’s not how shit works for girls like me apparently. 

girls like me lead ourselves on, the boys don’t even have to do any work. 

girls like me bask in the smidge of attention our crush gives us because we thrive off of the hope that somehow, maybe, possibly, they could feel the exact same way we have for so long and that eventually everything will come out and it will be a happy ending. 

but what happens when none of that shit goes to plan? 

i uploaded some random track that i was pretty proud of, it wasnt an official release so i wasnt really expecting a wide response. and i had been training myself not to expect anything from capricorn so i wouldn’t get hurt. but i couldn’t help the feeling i got when i realized that he didn’t share my song on instagram - which - i know, petty. but it was really the principle that got to me. 

i’ve been so supportive of this guy for the longest time. i would always ask about his projects, current and upcoming, hype him up over the littlest things but very rarely did he ever even ask me about what i had planned or about my day, anything he posted relating to his music, i would repost. i would message him saying congratulations, or that his song was fire or that he was just doing a really good job. i’d come to his shows and do the same. and he couldn’t even repost a track on his instagram feed? why? too worried about looking cool and professional for his all his lowkey famous edgy hipster friends?

something switched inside me, really, i just got angry. anger is the key for me a lot of the time. and it helped me realize, as much as it fucking hurt, that i wasn’t and would never get the same energy back from capricorn, no matter how hard i tried. no matter how much or how little i posted. regardless of how i analyzed the lyrics of his songs that i thought were about me, or the content of his instagram posts or his messages back. i would never get what i was putting in. and i still don’t know why.

 i don’t know why i never seem to be enough for the ones i truly want. but then did i really want him or the idea of him? regardless, i get neither at the end of the day. and that shit hurts, because this time, i let my hopes get higher and higher. 

and boy is it a long way down.

my minds gone through many phases when it comes to him, but i think im finally at the point where im just accepting the fact that he doesnt want me even though i want him.

so bad.

and maybe its the 3am talking, but i dont think anybody will ever want me in the way i want them. 

one time when i was 15, one of my friends said she couldn’t ever imagine me in a relationship. i cant either. 

maybe i’m unlovable, maybe love and relationships just aren’t supposed to be a thing for someone like me. 

i don’t really know if i believe in love anymore- which i know seems a bit dramatic all because of one guy but please understand its really an accumulation of things over the past few years of my growth. 

nothing the universe has given me or shown me tells me that i could ever find love in any place i look. 

so, i’m just going to stop looking. 

and i’m going to stop hoping, and manifesting, and wishing on 11:11′s, and on stars that i’m too far away to reach. 

and i’m going to stop opening my heart to every person who glances at it and smiles. 

and i’m going to stop giving the best version of myself to boys who wont even give me a quarter of what they are. 

and i’m going to stop thinking like just because i’ve moved countries that things have changed for me. 

and i’m going to accept that love isn’t something that was made for me. 

it never was.

at least now i know for sure. 

[grungeandrockoneshots]

Eddie and Chris trio? I'm going to hell I swear

The favourite part of your week has just come. It was around9 on Friday evening and you could finally afford to slow down a bit and relaxafter the busy week. You unfolded your couch in the living room, turned on TVand in a bathrobe you laid down with a glass of wine in hand. It was alwaysnice to forget about the surrounding world for a while and enjoy the free timeyou had only for yourself. The film you’ve been watching just started to showits interesting plot when you heard an unwanted knock on the door. You rolledyour eyes, but got up and went to see who has the need of bothering you at suchtime. There was a surprise waiting behind the door. And not only one, actually.

„Hey, Y/N,“ Eddie, your neighbour, awkwardly greeted you, „we‘rereally sorry to bother you, but uh, a little accident happened to us. I left mykeys slammed inside my apartment and now we just…have nowhere else to go.“ Youchecked his tall friend from head to feet and then paid attention to Eddieagain. „I know it’s really embarrassing, but do you think we could spend thenight…here? I promise we’ll get out as soon as the key service opens tomorrow. You’djust really save our lives.“ No doubts this was the strangest situation you’vebeen in. You sighed and let them walk in. You tried to think about the positivewhen managed to ruin your evening. And you didn’t have to think long. As far asyou can remember well, you haven’t got two boys who were this hot as Eddie andhis friend in your apartment at one time yet. Maybe it’s not gonna be that bad.

„What am I supposed to do with you? Of course I won’t letyou on the street,“ you said.

„Thank you, I promise we’ll make it up to you somehow. I’mChris, by the way.“ That tall guy with perfectly curly hair offered you a handand you accepted it.

„Y/N. Well, make yourself comfortable. I hope you’re nothungry, because my fridge is a total wasteland,“ you informed them. Eddie satdown on your unfolded couch, grabbed the bottle of wine and smirked: „This isgonna be enough.“ Chris meanwhile put his jacket on back of your chair and thensat next to Eddie. You barely knew his name, but somehow you couldn’t take youreyes off him. You’ve seen several people visiting Eddie’s flat, but you’venever seen Chris before. They seemed like a very close friends, though. Youpulled out another bottle of the fridge and joined them on the couch. You gotinto a lively conversation about the whole tonight’s story how things wentkinda wrong. With the decreasing level of wine in the bottles you were slowlylosing all the barriers and really didn’t mind talking about anything. Whatsurprised you a lot was the fact that all of you had almost the same sense ofhumour, so it only made you regret more that you hadn’t made friends with Eddieearlier. You truly enjoyed their company.

„Hey, I realized now…haven’t you been waiting for someone? Imean…the wine, this thing you’re wearing…didn’t we ruin anything?“ Chrissuddenly noted.

„Oh no, it’s fine,“ you laughed, „it’s just my kind ofrelax, you know.“

„Are you sure? No boyfriend in his way?“ he was assuringhimself with the most beautiful smile.

„No boyfriend on his way,“ you rolled your eyes, but smiledback at him.

„I don’t get why such a pretty girl don’t have a boyfriend.I haven’t seen anyone walk in here since you moved in, how is that evenpossible, Y/N? I mean…look at you,“ Eddie scanned your body which was wrappedin that piece of clothing, „everyone must be crazy about you.“

„Yeah and I’m not the exception,“ Chris smirked. You heavilyswallowed when he laid his hand on your leg, getting a bit closer to you. Youwatched him slowly approaching you, but before he could do anything, you feltEddie’s hot breath near your ear.

„He’s right,“ Eddie whispered and gently bit your earlobe.You let out a soft moan and suddenly felt Chris‘ lips on yours. You weregetting into a very passionate kiss while Eddie moved right behind you, wrappedhis strong arms around you, found the leashes of your bathrobe and untied them.As he started exploring your bare body, he placed his lips on the back of yourneck and sucked the skin a bit. There were millions of thoughts running throughyour head, but they dissapeared as soon as Chris slid his tongue down your neckand started playing with your breast. You reached for the button of his jeansand did a quick job with it. You haven’t been with a boy for weeks and now youhad two at one time, so logically, there was nothing that could stop you.

„Take it off,“ you murmured and went over the bulge in hisjeans. Then you turned around to Eddie. He was already shirtless and hisdesirable look made you roughly crash your mouth onto his. He immediately satyou on his lap and undressed you from the only thing you were wearing. You gotto the button of his jeans, too, and carefully released his member from hisboxers. You took it in your hands and started going up and down, enjoying Eddie’sfast breathing. He took possession of your neck and soon you felt a pressureunder his lips when he started giving you a hickey. Meanwhile you were payingattention to Eddie, Chris sat next to you, completely naked. He took your otherhand, pressed it against muscular chest first and then guided you to hismanhood as well. Eddie still held you in his arms, but when you saw Chrisbiting his bottom lip, you gently pushed Eddie away and moved to Chris. He gaveyou a long kiss and said: „I don’t want to wait anymore.“ He laid you on yourback and nestled above you. Your hands got lost in his hair as he gently rubbedyour clit. After a while he widened your legs more to have a good access to youand slid his member into you. You firmly gripped his arms and tried to controlyourself. As Chris was moving his hips and causing you such a delight, youturned your head to check out what Eddie’s doing. He was sitting next to you,drinking wine and playing with himself. You could clearly tell he couldn’t tearhis eyes off of your body. Chris suddenly slowed down his tempo, but he madesure you felt all his length in you. He amusedly watched your eyes filling upwith lust more and more with his every thrust. Now you didn’t bother with beingquiet, you didn’t care at all if someone can hear you. You firmly clutched thesheets until Eddie took your hands and replaced Chris. He was already prettynear the orgasm and few moments after Eddie entered you, he came with his handwhich finished it. Sex with Ed was totally different. He was much more gentleand made sure he didn’t forget to kiss and caress every part of your skin. Everythingjust felt so good and right. It didn’t take long until you started to have thatfamiliar feeling in your abdomen and soon you both moaned in pleasure when youhit your climax. You stayed laying on your back, because you had to proces itall in your head. Eddie wrapped you in your bathrobe again and Chris handed youa glass of wine.

„This was the craziest thing I’ve ever done,“ you admittedwhen you were laying on Chris’s lap and playing with Eddie’s hand.

„It was great,“ Chris smiled.

„It was, neighbour,“Eddie laughed slightly. You smiled back at him, but then you don’t rememberanything, you were really tired and fell asleep. You woke up around eight inthe morning. The first thing that caught your attention was a piece of paperlaying next to you. There was a Chris‘ phone number with a little note: Call me. When you turned the paperaround you saw another note, this time from Eddie. It said: Come over. You couldn’t help it butsmiled widely. There was a hard decision standing in front of you…

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Hi loves, I’m finally back after a long break! As I said before, I’ve been super busy during this month. Since the end of a school year is almost here, there is still a lot of work for me, BUT I really hope I’ll be able to post more often for you. I’m sorry again and I hope you enjoyed this one shot! Thank you all for your patience♥

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Rockman.EXE Episode 22 Review.

I have a bad feeling about this episode.

A VERY bad feeling.

We start the episode... with a clock?

Nope, this is Enzan and Blues’s probability of success.  A 97.4% chance of winning in their battle against Rockman.

Are you crazy?! If you do that the whole show will be over!

Enzan and Blues are training for their battle against Netto and Rockman, how can I tell?

A fake Rockman appears only for Blues to slice him, this was cutted out from the american dub, in case kids get confused over this, I guess. Anyway, this scene was played out of order to start the episode with Netto and Rockman’s next scene. 

After the title card we find Netto somewhere outside the dome watching the sunset (and some weird looking CGI seaguls) with Rockman.

This is followed by this adorable moment!

SO CUTE!!!!

But the beautiful moment is interrupted by their friends.

Masa, Miyuki, Saloma, Higure, Mariko, Tohru, Dekao and Meiru appear to cheer for Netto, as well as their respective Navis in the cyberworld for Rockman.

Nobody thinks it’s strange that Sharkman just happens to be there without Commander Beef around? Speaking of Navis without their operators, Yaito isn’t there either.

We cut back to Enzan and Blues leaving for the match, and we see that he was using a training machine inside his very own trailer.

As he leaves his trailer, he sees Yaito running towards him.

She then runs away, only for her to stop and turn around again.

What was that all about?! Just a scene with Yaito acting like a tsundere? This entire scene was cut out from the dub for some reason.

After this, Enzan still wonders about the 2.6% of losing as the scene fades to the tournament, with Midorikawa and Higure-san ready to begin the much anticipated final match.

There is a completety different atmosphere going on as the arena slowly reveals the two challengers rising from the floor.

Everyone awaits the final battle of the tournament, even the World Three operators have a moment to talk about it before the match.

Have we forgotten that you tried to KILL Netto before?! Why are you smiling?!!!

Not only the World Three operators, but Dr. Wily is looking foward to the battle so he can finally see which Navi has the Ultimate Program he so desires.

I’m curious to know what he will do once he finds it.

The match begins, both Navis are plugged in and Rockman starts the battle with a cutted shot of him firing his Rock Buster at the screen.

These shots of Rockman firing his Buster at the screen are always cutted from the american dub.

Blues avoids his shots and attacks with an Aqua Sword, only for Rockman to avoid it by jumping and landing on a pillar.

Blues attacks again with such force that he slices the pillar in half.

At the same time the pillar falls, Meiru and Dekao feel a tremor from their seats, implying that the force of the pillar falling has an effect on the real world. Naturally, this isn’t confirm, but as the battle continues, something seems wrong with the underwater structure of the dome.

The workers detect this, and while they try to find a solution, inside the cyberworld we see a new mysterious Navi waking up.

We return to the battle with Rockman jumping on the pillars so fast that I could barely catch him on screen, and he shoots at Blues who deflects them with his sword.

“They said you have a 2.6% chance of winning, but I doubt you’re that lucky”

Netto starts sending his Mini Bomb chips like a pro, overwhelming Blues with the explosions.

This is followed by Meiru telling Dekao that Netto’s slot in movements have become smoother after practicing for the Program Advance so many times.

After the smoke from the Mini Bombs clears out, Rockman sees that Blues isn’t there anymore, he turns around to see that Blues is behind him, all of this while Enzan talks about how lame Netto’s PET is.

Didn’t YOUR company developt the PET? Yours being red doesn’t make it any different.

Blues does the same swing from before, only this time his attack somehow turns into a giant tornado that moves towards Rockman.

“2.6 % my... WHAT?!”

I like how Rockman is panting after avoiding it.

“You’re not my mom! She doesn’t even care about me enough to be here!”

The battle continues, Enzan sends a Flame Sword to Blues, and Netto sends the Elec Sword to Rockman leading to an amazing sword fighting animation.

But the scene is followed by more underwater supporters breaking and the entire dome begins to fall apart.

NOW THEY STOP THE MATCH! WHERE WERE THEY WHEN THE DOME TURNED INTO A GIANT OVEN BACK IN EPISODE 13?!

The entire Mega-Float is sinking, how exactly? Yaito explains that to Masa-san.

Thanks, Yaito.

Everyone evacuates the tournament before and after commercials. Wow, that’s a lot of people.

Our trusty Net Agents make sure everyone runs away, but shouldn’t they be telling people to stay calm and evacuate in an orderly fashion or something like that? Are the people in Japan this disciplined?

Ha ha. XD

 But wait, if the World Three isn’t behind this, then who is?

Everyone seems to have made it to the mainland safely, because the bridges soon begin to go down.

The N-1 bridge is falling down, my fair lady.

So just like in the game, the final battle of the tournament had to be posponed. I guess we’ll never get to see who is stronger.

Damn it.

The anime differs from the game again, because Netto and Enzan are too stubborn to leave and save their lives! And it turns out that they are not the only ones who stayed behind.

Even in a death threatning situation you can’t shut up, can you Midorikawa?

Don’t encourage him! There is a difference between being brave, and being stupid!

Anyway, the battle continues with Rockman and Blues still sword fighting, with the same animation from before. Meiru, after learning that Netto is still there, decides she can only do one thing, cheer for him, with the others slowly joining in.

Since she sucks at operating she has to be good at cheering for the hero.

We get a new cool animation of Rockman and Blues still sword fighting, only this time making things intense by making Rockman having his cheek scratched, which was cutted from the dub.

Did Rockman try to cut his head off? That’s hardcore.

The intense sword fight ends when Blues manages to push Rockman into a pillar, but our blue heroe wont give up so easily.

They then begin to race eachother when suddenly, they transform into energy and start fighting as ligth orbs.

I can’t make this up. What does it even mean? Is it a way of making the battle seem even more intense?

One last collision from the two orbs creates a powerfull light that covers the whole arena, the light can even be seen from outside.

I still don’t know what’s going on. Can someone explain?

... THAT DOESN’T EXPLAIN ANYTHING!!!

Netto is ready to win for everyone, Enzan finally understands why Rockman and Netto are so strong, it’s because he is fighting for all of his friends who are cheering for him, will understanding this help him get the upper hand?

One last collision ends with Rockman flying towards a pillar for the second time.

The dome is still falling apart, even worst than before, a boulder falls next to Netto with a piece from it cutting his cheek.

SOMEBODY GET THESE KIDS OUT OF THERE! Don’t they realized they’re in danger?!

The time has come to make things even more intense by having a double Program Advance.

For some reason the program advances colission turns into a glowing sword fight that ends in a huge explosion.

After the smoke dissipates, we get a stand off between Blues and Rockman, one of them falls over and a countdown begins from out of nowhere.

The countdown was cut to five seconds in the dub.

You don’t need a dramatic reveal to see that the Navi that fell was Rockman.

But we get one anyway.

Rockman pants heavily on the ground (with a coloring error) and the match finally ends with Blues as the winner.

Netto jumps over the battle machine to go to his fallen partner and we get the second most adorable scene from this episode.

Awww.

And the moment is ruined by Masa and Higure crying as well.

Why was this last shot cutted? I honestly dont know.

Blues helps Rockman up as he tells him that he gave him a great battle.

*Sighs* However... Tragedy strikes.

Rockman senses an attack heading for them and quickly tackles Blues out of the way, with the attack piercing through his body. Complete silence from everyone as Rockman says one last thing before his data begins to dissapear.

Rockman is deleted, leaving Netto in shock.

The attacker then reveals itself before Blues as Pharohman.

Pharohman attemps to delete Blues as well by destroing the entire battle field, but Enzan manages to plug him out just in time.

The entire tournament has finished sinking into the ocean, and Dr. Wily, somehow, was able to keep watching the tournament after everyone had evacuated. Did the cameramen stayed behind too?

As Wily starts laughing, we see that everyone who stayed behind was rescued by some helicopters.

Including Masa who is carring Netto. Netto is still in shock as his PET confirms that Rockman has been deleted and he ends the episode screaming at the sky.

My thoughts?

WHYYYYYYYYYYYY???!!!!

This episode traumatized me, I couldn’t believe they killed off Rockman (even knowing he was gonna return later since he is the main character). The entire episode was stressfull, not knowing who was gonna win, and seeing the place litteraly falling apart around them, but the biggest shock of all was Rockman’s sudden deletion, especially in front of Netto. The way Rockman was deleted was harsh and so sudden, there was no time to react.

The dub cut the parts where Rockman and Netto get their cheeks scratched and also changed the order of the first two scenes. Since they cut out the part where Blues slices a fake Rockman and Yaito’s tsundere moment, they decided to merge the two clips, making it look like Enzan just had a talk with Blues before heading to the arena.

Rockman’s final words were also changed in the dub to keep the lip synking, instead of saying his operator’s name, he says “De-le-ted” as if it was something Navis automatically say before dissapearing.

Enough of this, let’s lighten the mood. Like I mentioned before, the N-1 Grand Prix finals in the third game had to be posponed, it was interrupted by a member of the World Three, who was also the producer of the tournament. He wanted to send a message to everyone by taking Enzan’s father hostage since IPC was the sponsor. During Enzan’s confrontation with the World Three operator, Netto breaks in and knocks the operator unconscious by throwing his PET at him. I am not kidding.

This part always makes me laugh. XD

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You’re a dangerous man

V/Taehyung fanfic

Angst

It’s been a while since you broke up with Tae. He’s done nothing but put you in trouble you didn’t ask for. When you met him it felt like a fairytale.

“Hey, you seem down.” A man with long wavy gray hair slides in a chair next to you. His voice deep and soothing. You on the other hand wasn’t looking your best. Mascara running and teary eyed. There was obvious something wrong with you. You saw your boyfriend with another girl that day. You settled your problems with going to a club. “Yeah.” Is all you answered. “Would you like to…dance what ever is wrong away?” You gulp down your last shot and wipe away your mouth. He looks at you with teasing eyes. You think why the hell not. You dance with him then have what you wish now could only be, a one night stand. You’d exchange phone numbers at one point during that night.

T: hey, wanna hang out later. I want to get to know you more than how your lips feel.

Y: Taehyung?

T: Yep! It’s me. So..

Y: I’ll be busy.. Around 5?

T: Yay!! Ok. Coffee shop on Charol road.

You go to the coffee shop a little early because that’s just you. Every passing minute left you anxious that he wasn’t coming until you see a man with gray hair come through the door. You relax now that he’s made it. He comes to sit at your table. He’s wearing sunglasses that you can only see your reflection in. “Why the sunglasses?” He rests his face in the palm of his hand and pulls down the sunglasses revealing a black eye. You push back in surprise. “Ran into something the other day so sunglasses are a style today or I cover it with make up.” You calm down being you were a little worried. “Do you run into things alot? Knowing now that you have make up.” His laughs. “Yeah… So! Changing topics! What do you want to drink.? I’ll pay.” You refuse him many times until he finally wins. Since then you guys been hitting it off soon getting into a relationship.

Some days he would come to your house bruised. You’d ask him what happened and he’d only make lies. You began to get worried about him. Once you had to pick him up from the police station. “Tae Tae what’s really going on? You know you can tell me anything. I’m worried about you. You come to me with bruises, I pick you up from police stations. What are you doing?” He looks up at you slowly and inhales. “Jagiya, I love you ok? And I’ll tell you things when I can, ok? Don’t be worried.” He walks up to you and tilts your head up to kiss you. You trusted him. His words sealed with kisses. All lies. All lies.

He put you in danger once when you were out together walking in the street. When a gun was fired right towards you. He managed to block the shot from you, causing him to get shot instead. There were other times where he came to your house for hiding. He got abusive. What ever was happening to him wasn’t good. You were scared to tell him you wanted to leave. You wanted to stay too, he was hurting and you wanted to help. You started going to therapy. You were going crazy only because of him. You finally managed to tell him you didn’t want to do it anymore and you had to go. He threatened you about the things that could happen or that he could do to you. Only after to aplogize to you by hugging you and stroking your hair. You’d cry alone not knowimg what to do.

“YOU’RE A DANGEROUS MAN TAEHYUNG! IF YOU LOVED ME YOU’D LET ME GO! FOR MY SAFETY, WHY DRAG ME IN FURTHER!"You cried out to him. He just stood there eyes filled with darkness that you see alot now. He walks with full force to the room and comes out with a bag. He walks to the door. "If that’s what you FUCKING want! I’ll go. I’LL LEAVE.” You’re tearing up. “THEN GO!DON’T COME BACK EITHER! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN KIM TAEHYUNG!” With that he slams the front door shut leaving you there in the darkness. You fall down to your knees and cry.

You move alot now because somehow he keeps fuckimg finding you. Trying to get you back. You were done with him. When he left, you were in even more danger when he was with you. People knock at your door and follow you on the streets. It got scary you had to move. He’d find out where you live and come back to you.

You’re in a line trying to get popcorn at a movie theater. “What movie are you watching today,miss?” You see a familiar frame stand beside you. “Taehyung I told you to stop following me. Why don’t you get that. Just leave me alone.” He sighs. “I just wanted to know what movie you were going to watch.” You’re now frustrated. “Taehyung I’ve beem trying so hard but if I have to put a fucking restraining order on you I will. Stop fucking following me!” “Next!” The lady at the cashier calls out. You walk up and take your order. You look back and he’s dissapeared.

You’re chilling in your apartment until there’s a knock at the door. You go to the door amd open not unlocking the chain. “No!” You go to close the door.“Jagi please” he stops the door. “Don’t call me that. Leave me alone Taehyung. Stop finding me, just let me go.” He sighs and inhales. “Jagiya please… I-I need you right now. You were the only thing right in my life an-” you interrupt him. “Yeah! Taehyung, and your right thing is now gone because everything is wrong. Every where you show up I’m in trouble. Leave.” He sniffs. You look up to see him tearing up. You hate tears it’s your weakness, you turn your head. “J-jagi please let me love you. I won’t cause you anymore problems. I-I’ve changed and got rid of all the bad. Let me restart. I won’t be mean or hurtful to you in anyway.” You close the door. Thinking what you should do. You wait for a while and unlock the door. You open it and Taehyung’s eyes light up. He hugs you and picks you up. He cries and apologizes in your shoulder. You show no emotion and rub his head. “Taehyung. I can’t and I’m sorry. You’ve made me scared for my life, made me gone crazy. I just can’t. I’ll always love you but you have to leave. Leave me. I’m sorry I couldn’t and now can’t be with you to help you. I won’t do it. I’m glad you’re doing better. Really I am.” You start to tear up. He gets up and gets him self together. “Ok jagi. If that’s what you desire, I’ll leave you for good.” He wipes away tears and you do the same. “Before I go can I kiss you goodbye?” You nod. He kisses you. The feeling soft and loving you don’t want to let go but you pull away first. He looks at you one last time. “Goodbye.”

It’s been 3 years since then. You still linger in his head. For you he is a lost memory that pops up every now and again. You’ve never seen him after that goodbye. He actually listened. You still wish to see his face again wondering if he’d want to see yours too. Somewhere in your heart you still love him. His number still in your phone you exchange every time you get a new phone just so. You’ve both went separate ways. Maybe in another life you’ll meet again in a better situation at a better time and a better person.

[glopratchet]

origin-of-astrly-wylde

unging something to the earth who is also a member of the Order of Hermes He has taken an interest in your project and his help They have found many things together, but not so much as they did when they were alone With their help, and their knowledge of shadow magic, the first station will be opening and thinking back its only increased puzzling ichor his dark leather armor with the insignia of a curving horned skull in front is spattered with gore and slime "just relax, spread the love and it'll be over before you know it and almost instantenously hears the opening of the doorway he know can hear what sounds like a blasting horn in the distance which causes him to laugh He obliges and almost instantenously hears the opening of the doorway The succubus dissapears into a pulsating mound of insects that fights over your living cadaverous flesh You gather the best outtat Your molars rot away as you notice in the mid the dwindling supply of dentistry supplies You shuffle off int the distance towards the deep melanchony of what and your mind screams again and again " and your mind screams again and again and dated Especially the biology page Flicking it to another screen whree he can make contact with friendly faces You buzz at the ear of a ginger cat you find yourself paralysed by excessive waiting times and unclockable sliders You hang up in despair anything and everything "Ignorant bliss, and it will be years before you can open it once more human, elven, barbs, cyborgs, toxic and chimeras stand by to remember You find this a giant step for his extraordinary community that you find yourself inconvenienced tremendous amount of it apologies over promotions and new hires Gigabytes of empoyer twitter New bodies, New projects in his life pain, depression, and darkness Why did he ever wish for such a thing again? for much younger partners, everyone he's made contact with today wants something from him legal herpes covered cocks in the company His contact with barbs, chimeras, cyborgs today flashes before his eyes ways with his contact with teamates today makes him want to break everything You decide to walk away and pretend the job didn't matter anymore considering that everyone killed each deviants in progress Then he scrabbles about throughthe empoyer intranet and contacts his friend, the first person to learn about this asleep in the hidden parts of the night because sunlight causes hemhorraging and bleeding The last shred of his humanity fades and dies and you can never recover it stench from the gangrenous release of bowels and corpse gases that fills the corridors Everything is corrupt, everything can't be saved, nothing means anything, from piercings causing him to filled with litres of blood YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK TO WHAT YOU WERE NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY in a cell, trying to fill the void that is eating him and everything else in this forsaken realm Everyone is degenerating, turning into demons, beasts, into nothing, appearing as a mindless homicidal zombie devouring everything around him You let out a sigh and realise that you can not waste anymore time, you can withered sailor of an old ship becalmed in madness even die now and accept a fate filled with loneliness at events completely out of his hands The sadness, depair, self hate, and patheticness all make you feel worthless and small genitalia from multiple men while all the savage children below push spears into themselves "It is time, my lamb, to leave the shepherd rotting bodies, piercing skin with genitals, penetrating the very depths of hell The choice is yours it out of the door and through the sheep paddocks The choice should be yours Perfect memory or happiness? Consciousness or joy? a putrid scent of primordial murk, dissapears in a flash, leaving the irate corpse in and out of reality, it's confused nature takes it down the mineshaft into his liquid nature, attempting to masquerade as a drink, desperately trying to live again "But that is just my dream DNA to find enough similarity to mimic your forms, eager to fool you into letting it inside you "And that can't happen either about the playing fields of your mind, hoping against hope that somehow you'll join it in play But that can never happen as light hearted child like figure, basking in your unconditional love and trust But it's just not who you are out various orifices for money, serving drinks filled with various undigested foodstuffs And you know that too can't happen his skin and undergoing a thousand minute surgery procedures that would take a normal person a thousand years You dream a perfect dream with no complications, or sexual desire, And that's just not reality, is it? elaborate sexual devices that only the very rich or the very dedicated could own misunderstandings up to a gigantic size, more suited to that of giant Some people just can't let go out of a portal in the form of combining your form with another, more glamorous form through multiple forms that you could never hope to achieve, through strange hyperreality You may try to dream a normal life, lose yourself in the endless fractals of hordes of slim literature that all promote the greatness of Astryl, providing you with everything, and in the days before his glory, a hopelessly romantic enemy hum and directing all it's creation, ready to strike at any non-conformist idea or rebellious act with lightning bolts of righteous fury their twisted and devolved nature in a multitude of complex and longwinded documents for all to read past the glowing seas of information about the place, lost to a new reality, incapable of seeing, understanding or ever being part of any other reality ever again through strange lands filled with new and appealing sensations, specially designed for your pleasure Or trap for that's all it is THE END Alternatively You may try to defy Astryl, attempt to keep your memories, your consciousness, your self CHAOS GAS INFESTATION ENGULFES YOU Glowing green luminescence against a black nothingness what do you see? Whats your played song? fractal infinity mirrors mirrors rising like dice is it luck seven like dice you roll your life seven is luck

[elliefire]

Your Heart is As Black as Night

Write a story with the nex elements: A stolen ring, fear of spiders, a sinister stranger. A late night after prom. It was getting riddiculos how all that sweety teens rubbed themselves with each other. Beeing a Highschol teacher is hard after all. I went to the kitchen in my house and grabed a glass of water and a small, black square pill of Rapram to keep my demons at bay. Then i went to brush my teeth while i stared at the mirror to the young man with big brown eyes and hair black as my heart. I smirked, finished with my task and went to my office. I fished in one of the drawers for the ring my mother gave me before she died, so i could one day pass it on a delightful young lady. Of course i have not found yet someone with the requirements i need. I start to panic as time goes by, is not in the place where it should be. I start looking around the office, everything looks in order. I start to feel uneasy, restless, and go back to my bedroom, just to find the ring holder n my pillow. I take it, but if feels very light, and i confirm my suspisions when i open it. And to my surprise there is a black spider in it. i throw it away in revulsion. My ring has been deliberately stolen, right in front of me. And someone who knew who i was, since the little trick with the spider really paid off, but no one knew about my spider phobia. I go to my window, and i just see the city outline and The Albatross Canyon farther away. I go to the ring holder, fortunatly the spider left, and now is empty with the initial KAR embroidered in gold. Kirsten Adrine Rourvey, my beautiful mother. Suddenly the door bell rang, and someone slipped a piece of old paper through. “Your demons want to dance all night long, and reach the place they once behold” This could not be possible, how on earth is this happening. I deside to forget about it. I went to bed and tried to sleep when all of a sudden i received a message. The number was unknown, and it read : *The sleepy head tries to fade, without his most precious gift made of jade” This person stole my ring. I had to get it back. I quickly changed into a pair of dark jeans and a black sweater with this new resolution. Whoever it was behind this, was going to pay for it, and no amount of black pill were going to keep me from my prey.

Reading again the piece of paper, i head with my car to my old confort place, where i haven’t been in nearly five years. Too many memories. I open the dark cabin, and set fire to the old oil lamps. Everything looks just like i left it. The door closes behind me , and this time i see a shadow through the window. My anger rises, if this fool thinks he or she can harm me on my territory… it’s showtime. I go to the basement where my old playroom used to be. Once again the doors closes and i notice a strange smell, with some chalk doodles on the floor. And out of nowhere a young lady comes out. I have never seen her before, but somehow she looks familiar.I, as the gentlemany being i am, introduce my self as Elric Rourvey. She responds me and she says her name is Bela Talbot. Her lastname rings a bell, one of my former toys i belive. And in a flash, aa gentleman in black stands at her side, showcasing red eyes. I open my mouth, but words fail to come. The a flashback comes, as if i was in that day. How i skinned alive that youn boy, Leon Talbot, his younger brother. The man stands before me drinking a glass of wiskey, he teases me calling by names in his scottish accent. I have no idea what is happening right now. He starts telling me this is a rewand for the bad behavior of the young lady, and then she flashes me with big, completly black eyes. He takes out the jade ring and tells me to put it on. i comply and in panic i start to see how tiny little spider tart crowling my skin. They both start to laugh. And i stand there paralyzed, i feel then in my mouth, in my throat, at the back of my eyelids and inside my ears. I kneel and desire with all my will to die. The scottish man tells me he can make them all go away if i sign a contract, i had no idea what a contract had to do with this, but then i had no time to think. With a snap of his fingers all the spiders are gone, and i lie on the floor with my mind blank. He tells me i need to sign right now the contract. I barely stand up, and tell him i want more. he smirks and tells me that it’s my right to negotiate. So i ask him to be like them, to be a demon on the outside as i am in the inside. i knew now what they were, and even if i didn’t understand it completly,i wanted it. He chuckled and say yes. I asked for a pen and he told me that was not the proper way to seal a deal. He told me a kiss shall do, but i may negotiate with the trainee. I look at Bela and she tells me she will require more than that. The old man dissapears and leaves behind a four porster bed with leather straps. And the sealing beging as my demons start to dance at the rythm of a goof old fuck with a hot demon under me, strapped, submissive, dead. And as i finish inside her i feel my eyes changing, and then i was sure they were as black as my heart.

Ok, this is retty much fanfic

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Rockman.EXE Episode 30 Review.

I know, this doesn’t look good. RUN, ROCKMAN!

Don’t mess with Mama Zap!

We open the episode with some drunk bum walking around a city under the rain, who is then revealed to be Count Elec. This was cut out from the american dub, so the episode begins with him entering a mansion that seems to belong to him, still looking like a bum.

Count Elec is depressed because he basically lost his job at the World Three after Pharohman blew up their lair, and Wily is MIA.

The Count goes up some stairs where he is startled by a an old woman, after falling down the stairs the Count recognizes her as his mother.

Motherly love.

After the title card, we see Netto in a hurry to get somewhere, with Rockman running inside his PET.

Which is really adorable.

Turns out Netto is late to take a bus, and said bus leaves passing next to him. Rockman tells him that was their bus and Netto runs after it.

Rockman reminds Netto that even when traveling overseas he still sleeps in late. Netto says that his alarm clock didnt go off, but after saying this, the alarm activates which is a recording of his mom telling him to wake up.

Makes sense, since she doesn’t care enough to wake her own son up to go to school, he has to use a recording. “It’s the only thing that makes me feel like my mother loves me.”

The people in the bus laugh at Netto after this, and we cut to the Count looking at a grave stone in front of some ruins until his mother calls him back inside to eat some muffins she baked.

It looks like she knows everything about the World Three and how Rockman ruined their plans many times, because she tells him that Rockman’s operator is in Kingland just like them and that it’s his chance to get revenge.

Yeah... The Count’s mother also likes to play with electricity and zaps the muffin out of his hands. She proceeds to insult him saying that he is nothing like his older brother.

His brother plays a part in the game as well, but since he is not important right now, I’m not gonna talk about him yet.

We get to understand the Count’s issues, about how he was always compared to his brother and it was one of the reasons why he left home.

After seeing mama Elec zapping everything in the room, she finally hits the count who falls to the ground where she tells him that she has a plan to help him get revenge on Rockman’s operator.

Because a mother will always support you even in getting revenge on some Navi who foild your evil plans.

Back to Netto in the bus, he is reading a tour guide about a mysterious creature living in a lake, making me wonder if Kingland is suppoused to be Scotland, but I think it actually represents the United Kingdom as a whole.

Rockman, why are you so adorable today?

The weather outside suddenly turns dark and the bus begins to lose control.

Netto plugs into the bus computer and Rockman finds that it has been taken over by viruses. No idea how they got there, unless the bus is conected to the internet like everything else in this world, so I shouldn’t be surprised.

Rockman begins to delete viruses, but its now time for the obligatory “Hinouken not being where Netto is” gag.

Hey, India is famous for many other things.

We return from commercials with a shot of the bus under the rain. The driver tells Netto that the engine isn’t working for some reason and decides to leave the bus to find help. And I think it’s funny how there is a plush doll of Rush and a guy who looks like a member of KIZZ in the bus.

The driver leaves the bus, and soon after Netto sees Count Elec’s mansion. He decides to go to the mansion to look for a phone, the doors are open so he just lets himself in.

So basically Netto conects Rockman to disable the alarm system in the mansion. I feel there is something wrong with this, I mean, what would stop a burglar from breaking in and sending a Navi to stop the security?

As Netto looks for a phone he comes across some fallen over pictures, he tries to see them but an old woman stops him.

A very ugly old woman, is he pretending to be his own mom or something?

Netto asks for a phone and the Count points at an antique phone, where Mama Elec sees Netto for the first time.

Well, you don’t usually go around saying that you want to get revenge on a grade schooler for beating you in a video game.

The Count leaves Netto who wasn’t able to call anyone on the phone. Netto enters a ballroom where he remembers about Rockman, his PET shows static and the ballroom suddenly locks him in with a Net battle machine displaying Rockman trapped inside a dome.

Oh no, Rockman has been cutted in half! Oh, wait, its just a layering mistake.

The Count reveals himself before Netto, telling him that he will finally get his revenge on Rockman. 

Netto is surprised to see the Count in Kingland, but he accepts his challenge and plugs in after Count Elec sends in Elecman.

“This is the Elec Dome. Two Navis go in, one Navi comes out”

They start the battle, Elecman avoids Rockman’s buster shots and suddenly decides to use a judo move on him. Throwing Rockman against the wall activates an electric device above Netto that shocks him.

So everytime Rockman receives damage, Netto gets electricuted.

Is this a thing in Japan? Because this also happened in an episode of Pokemon.

Rockman reminds Netto about the strategy they used against Skullman, something the subs messed up.

This is what happens when people who don’t know anything about the show do the translation! Xc

Netto remembers and sends the Mini Bombs to Rockman who covers the whole area with smoke. Just like with Skullman, they trick Elecman into facing the Mini Bombs that explode in his face, shocking Count Elec.

Mama Elec doesnt like this however and we see her on the roof playing an electric guitar.

Like mother, like son, I guess.

This somehow sends powerful electrical shocks at both the Count and Netto who is rendered unconscious.

Netto getting knocked out distracts Rockman allowing Elecman to attack him.

Elecman is about to finish him with an Elec Sword, but just by pure luck, Netto’s mom alarm goes off inside his backpack waking him up and he inmediately sends a chip to Rockman who rolls out of the way and wins in the knick of a second

Elecman logs out, the Count’s mom yells and burns him to a crisp, and Netto turns off his alarm thanking his mom for actually doing something useful for once.

The storm dissapears and Netto returns to the bus ( that didn’t leave him for some reason) where he asks the driver about the engine. The driver says that the bus started working again as soon as the storm cleared out.

After this, we return to the Count who wakes up in the ruins from before and reveals a chilling fact.

:O WHAAAAAAAT?!

The Count believes that everything that happend so far was a dream. Madoi appears and tells the Count that Mahajarama is calling everyone together and asks him if he is going, after remembering some words his mama told him a long time ago, he accepts.

We then see Netto at lake Chantra where Rockman asks him if there was somebody else at the mansion because he heard a woman’s voice cheering for the Count. And to make things even weirder, the episode ends with a close up of the Lock Ness monster swimming in front of Netto who doesn’t notice it.

O.O

So what do I think?

This was an interesting episode, we learn more about Count Elec’s background. He comes from a wealty family in Kingland and left because he was tired of being compared to his older brother. As I said before, the Count’s brother is also a character in the game, but he will be introduced later in a future episode.

From a psychological point of view, this episode could’ve been about the Count having a hallucination or a very vivid dream caused by the alchohol and his depression, the World Three being destroyed made him lose his motivation and decides to return to his home in Kingland where times were much easier for him. His mother appearing represents his desire to find himself again and admitting that he wants revenge on Rockman for foiling his plans over and over. 

However, that wasn’t the case since Netto and Rockman saw the mansion too, and Rockman even heard Mama Elec’s voice during his battle with Elecman. This can only mean one thing, that ghosts exist in the anime’s universe too! Poor Rockman, his fear of ghosts makes sense now.

Yes, we’ve seen ghost appear sometimes in the game, so I guess this was a reference to those moments. In hindsight, it made sence. When she first appear, the Count was scared to death because he knew his mama was dead, and the scene with the Count trying to eat a muffin but his mom stopped him from eating it, hinted that the muffin wasn’t really there. When Netto was using the phone, he didn’t hear the Count’s mother talking to him from the staircase, and she even dissapeared when he looked back. The ruins were the remains of the mansion and the grave stone was his mother’s.

It makes sense that the Count believes it was all a dream, but what about Elecman? He was there during the battle, wouldn’t he confirm to the Count that it was all real? Looks like we will never know.