#and also maybe theres a sadistic part of me

[kandayuu]

To everyone who keeps saying jax digital circus as ur "hear me out", i want u to know that he's gay, emotionally repressed, has no game, and does not deserve ur strap

[fruitsofhell]

Is it hyperbolic to say that FF7R is made of the same brain slush that Disney Live Action remakes are? I know FF7R is technically still animated, but I mean, so was The Lion King 2019.

[magnoliamyrrh]

You don’t have to answer if too invasive but how did you find out your father did what he did? I’d think a toddler would be too young to remember

naw its ok. maybe itll be of some use to someone lol. so uh. yea. rly wasnt easy to figure this shit out or to accept it + going through all that weird normalized balkan shit rly made it a lot harder to figure out what the hell was what. as i said in that other post a whole bunch of symptoms made me v unsettled and suspicious of things since i was idk in my early teens, like, ive had utis and bad vaginal and anal pain since forever/ive been hypersexual to the point of feeling like a crazed bitch in heat. since forever. or very sex repulsed/sadomasochism otherwise v fucked up trauma kinks/nightmares/ general anxiety around physical and sexual intimacy/actually mortifying fear of the dark when i was younger, like, abnormal level/weird fucking triggers - like im still freaked out by cameras to this day, i always feel like im being watched especially when theres a camera somewhere, and i used to have v nasty reactions to ppl wanting to take photos of me when i was younger/weird feeling that all i was good for was to b little more than a sex slave for men - despite being a lesbian and having no interest in males/weird relationship w money/intense dissociation/utter disgust and fear around men etc etc etc technically. most of these could just b the result of the other stuff. technically kinda. except in my case it was to such an extent that tbh it uh wouldnt fully explain it frankly, not from what i remember which is most of it

on one hand yes most ppl tend to not remember their early childhoods much.but ehhhhh. many nontraumatized ppl do actually remember a lot. and some of us who are traumatized do. predators often target rly young kids bc they think they wont remember but its not rly a guarantee. i. have cptsd. and osdd/did lol so, uh, brain and grasp on memory and time rly isnt normal. before i feel down a trauma spiral and my psyche cracked once and for all, there were whole chunks of my childhood i couldnt rly remember. i still have a lot of gaps. a lot of it is still blurry and a lot of it i still dont remember... hell, shit feels blurry plenty of times in day to day life.. having a fractured psyche comes w sometimes not remembering much of anything and feeling rly detached from the trauma (and.. reality), and other times feeling like youre drowning in it

uhm, when i first started getting more memories back or flashbacks or my dissociating got worse at around 17/18 it was rly scary and confusing....i was back in romania and something must have triggered me bad idk. and i tried to just go back to repressing all of it but it didnt rly work, not that time. it was such a sickening and deeply unsettling feeling, i felt as if some dam in my mind had finally cracked and i was drowning in insanity. as time went by more of them came and some stuff was harder to deny. i also.. idk. a sick curiosity got the better of me and i went poking around in my brain in the places i perhaps shouldn't have - a bit later on at 18-19 when i started doing psychedelics, and that also rly just.. opened up my brain more idk and connected parts of it which werent connected before. which was partially horrifying and partially, im very thankful for

but uhm. it was many things that i started to put together little by little. the whole thing ended up coinciding w having to admit that i do actually have osdd/did which was.. hard. you dont end up with that severe sort of dissociative disorder and mental fragmentation without a.. certain level of repeated early childhood trauma. and despite all the plenty of other shit i went through, the stuff i knew of didnt ... fully explain it.. uhm. theres a part of me, alter, who vhemently hates my father. like a rabid dog, worse actually bc she leans into just sadistic want to see and feel him suffer actually. dont blame her. and just... at best severly distrust and dislikes men, in general. i think that was one hint lmao and uh.. she remembers more than i tend to about things anyway. others trauma holders and a persecutor alter remember more than i do too, and i dont envy them. some of them have always had a particular fixation on the being prostituted thing which i never rly understood or could put together from just the "regular" family stuff before.. getting to have more of a relationship and communication and understanding w them and breaking down some of the mental barriers and dissociating between us helped... v much still an ongoing process

and uh, i age regress pretty hard, or i have alters younger than this body is, or both frankly. generally agreed upon that the age(s) of said alters is the age(s) at which some trauma happened.. uhm, its actually kind of a whole other fucking nightmare to deal with but i guess u learn to live w it over time and try to make the best of it... uhm. so. because of that theres actually parts of my childhood which id say i remember better than most ppl, bc its like theres an open wound in my psyche back to those times.... sometimes i feel a lot more connected to that time frankly than the current time here. the earliest my memory stretches back is around 2 yrs old, and i remember plenty of scattered things from later on. some of it is trauma stuff, some of it is not..... i try to make the best out of the stuff which isnt. though it does actually rly fucking suck and make you feel insane to have some of ur earliest memories be. sexual stuff... and to know that shit was happening before you could ever remember.... uhm. a lot of the more severe sexual trauma kinda is like this other trauma during that time. when i was 2 i was bitten by a dog and had my hand ripped open - it rly was my fault, i was bothering the stray... i dont remember being bitten, nor the stitching up and rabies shots. but i have the scar on my hand to prove it, and i remember the moments before i was bitten, i remember the dog...... hm. i remember when i was two, i had spend some weeks or so down south with my father and his family. i have my suspicions of what happened but when i got back from them, i had such a mortifying fear of.... something. the dark. being alone. males. something, idk, something, all of it, that id get so scared and so freaked out that id just lose it, feeling such a severe level of terror that id just vomit bc i dont think my body could handle any of it. that i do remember, not pleasant nor particularly normal... for the most part the first memories and sensations and flashes i started getting back werent of the worst or most violent shit... uhm and those already made me suspicious even when they were more blurry and i couldnt remember much, and over time i just started putting two and two together and getting more of a sense of why i have/had certain triggers and nightmares and reactions and such..... a lot of times it feels like having to play detective for your own damn life. i still dont remember a lot of the worst shit. but by now i remember... enough. i remember enough, as hazy and fragmented as it may be at times, i remember much more than i ever fucking wanted to, enough that its undeniable... uhm. and also. that shit didnt end when i was a toddler, rather started then or.. god knows when it fucking started... but i dont really know how old i was when it ended. i left the country when i was 10, that i do know. its all still too fragmented for me to have any sense of, but, i do know it went on till i was older too, bc i remember some of that stuff as well

[ayyezhongli]

dom student council pres zhongli x troublemaker childe

Guess who’s back :D Back with some zhonchi smut for all u sinners. Note: Theres a lot of spelling errors bc when i wrote this i was telling it to a friend n they said i should post this n i’m too lazy to edit it so yeah! enjoy <3

summary kinda: child did something n is now stuck in detention with zhongli being a kinky president of the student council watching him.

so childe is bored asf n tries seducing zhongli. but childe has always had a crush on zhongli. thats why he misbehaves to get his attention.

so zhongli says “ur here again” n sighs

“yup did you miss me?! dont answer that bc ik you did”

n zhongli sighs again all annoyed n shit

“seems you never learn”

“maybe i’m jus here bc i love n want to see you everyday”

n zhongli taking that as sarcasm rolls his eyes

“i doubt that.”

and so for like 30mins childe is making all these noises to get zhongli’s attention and annoy him which it works. and zhongli having enough of it already decides that he needs to be punished. so he gets up n walks over to the desk childe is sitting at cups his face with his hand grinning

“u rly like to get on my nerves dont you~…..” and childe’s tryna contain himself

“is it working~?”

“idk pretty boy….wanna find out for urself~…..”

n zhongli is like inches away from childe’s face. n childe still keeping his composure decides to tease back hoping to get what he’s longed for for so long.

“idk do i~?….”

and zhongli leans in n jus as hes abt to kiss childe he pulls away and walks back over to the teachers desk and childe is really disappointed bc he thought he finally had it but jus lost it. so zhongli goes back to working on his paperwork while childe is just furious.

”Is this how u treat everyone?! tease them and leave them with nothing. take advantage of us!!”

n zhongli bursts out laughing putting his papers in a neat stack

”ur quite interesting childe, if i said it was jus u would that make u feel better??”

and childe huffs rolling his eyes still rly pissed off.

“did u want more? were you expecting something more from me? something else?”

n childe blushing looks away

“fuck off”

n zhongli gets mad at the response and pulls out one of those long ass rulers n gets up n starts walking to childe.

“thats no way to speak to the student council president. you need to be punished”

so zhongli sets the ruler aside still pissed asf

“get up.” childe ignores.

”get up right now.” childe still ignores.

so zhongli grabs the ruler smacking it against the desk childe is at.

“GET UP RIGHT NOW!”

n childe jumps a little and gets up

“ok ok chill”

so childe walks over to zhongli n stands in front of him.

“im gonna punish n force you into submission until u completely submit to me”

childe laughs

“no way. you really think u can do that? just try”

“oh i will. just watch me”

(a/n: in this fic childe has bright pink sensitive nipples bc ughh 😩🤌🏾 well both of them have bright pink nipples but zhonglis r rly sensitive.)

so zhongli turns childe around n starts grinding against him causing childe to moan ever so slightly.

“do u like that~?”

n childe tryna keep his composure laughs to cover up a moan. n zhongli looks down and grins seeing childe’s hard erection through his clothes.

so zhongli reaches down n starts palming childe causing slightly louder moans to come out of his mouth.

“your so hard for me childe….what a naughty slutty little boy~“

childe loses it bc zhongli is finally saying the things he’s been dreaming of him saying. so zhongli amused starts licking the shell of his ear biting and nibbling it which makes childe blush harder. so zhongli reaches his hand down into childe’s pants and boxers and wraps his hand around childe’s dick which he almost cums. so zhongli starts pumping him n not even 30s he throws his head back on zhonglis shoulder n cums letting out a loud moan

“fuck zhongli~…..”

zhongli smirks very amused

“so quick to cum~ do i rly turn u on that much~?”

n childe fights the urge to nod his head and submit. he’s not going down without a fight.

“no i was just pent up. why would i be for someone like you!!”

zhongli snickers and slides his hands up childes shirt n starts taking it off.

“not submitting yet i see~….”

“did u think it would be that easy asshole? ha!”

so zhongli turns childe around.

“you should just give up now! your not go-“

n zhongli interrupts him with a passionate kiss. a long deep one filled with sexual tension n desire. he leaves childe blushing like crazy and gasping for air.

“what was that? i didnt catch the last part, say that again.”

“i said that i’m never gonna sub-“

n zhongli interrupts him again. same thing happens like 2 more times until childe gives up.

“can u repeat that one more time?”

and childe looks away with a annoyed expression on his face

“glad that shut u up~”

so then zhongli looks childe up and down bites his lip causing childe to blush.

“you’re kinda cute…i think i can use u….”

n childe blushes more

“and these nipples….”

zhongli says while pinching them making childe arch his back and moan loudly.

“they look pink and innocent…but when i pinch n twist them like this…”

childe lets out n even louder moan with a face flushed even more n drool running down the side of his mouth

“….you make such naughty noises and that really turns me on.”

and so zhongli continues pinch n play with them and then starts marking his neck.

“what if i made u mine hmm? my little fuck toy? or how abt pet?? you could be of some use to me….”

and all childe can do is whimper. so zhongli has him bend over on the teachers desk and pulls down childe’s pants. and he like squeezes childes plump round ass and caresses it before grabbing the ruler and spanking him with it which causes childe to moan n cum immediately.

“ur such a slutty masochist”

n childe groans n is like stuttering his words

“w-w-well ur so fucking sadis-“

n zhongli spanks him not with the ruler this time but his hand n childe jus looses it.

“ready to submit….?”

n childe tryna keep the ounce of pride he has left shakes his head.

“no!”

zhongli spanks him again.

“how abt now?”

“No!”

n so zhongli gets an idea n sticks his fingers inside childe’s mouth.

“suck”

childe does so n a minute later zhongli pulls them out.

“what are you gonna d- ahh!”

and zhongli’s fingers are wiggling around inside childe tryna get him prepared. childe has just completely lost it. he’s drooling all over the desk, moaning so loudly that if there was people here they would be able to hear, clinging onto the edge of the desk like his life is on the line.

“f-fuck zhongli…ahhh”

he’s a panting slutty mess. a fee mins later zhongli pulls his fingers out n takes off his own pants and boxers lining himself up to childes entrance. he inserts only the tip of his dick causing childe to go even more crazy if thats even possible n moan so fucking loud. but its been long enough. he wants more. more of zhongli inside him. he wants all. all of zhongli inside him. so he whimpers n cries out zhongli’s name.

“whats the problem sweetheart?”

zhongli says grinning from ear to ear.

“pls..”

childe says desperately

“pls what?”

”pls zhongli i-….”

“you…? gotta tell me what u want otherwise i wont know.”

“pls i want more of u….!!”

“beg for more than.”

“Zhongli pls i want ur cock inside me so bad. pls i’ll do anything!! just fuck me already!!”

“anything…?”

zhongli says slipping half way inside him.

“y-y-yes just pls fuck me!!”

n zhongli, a very satisfied man jus starts pounding into him hitting his g spot every time.

“Fuck! fuck! fuck! FUCK! ZHONGLI PLS SLOW DOWN AHH~!!”

n that only makes zhongli speed up and childe cums like multiple times. after a while, giving a few last thrusts zhongli comes for the second time inside childe. and pulls out while childe just drops to the floor completely unable to move or anything. jus a panting blushing hot slutty mess with zhongli’s cum dripping out of him. all pride lost. pulling his pants and boxers back on zhongli lifts him up to his feet and bc childe has no strength he just falls onto zhongli resting his head on his shoulder.

“now that you’ve completely submit to me, ur all mine~….mine to do whatever i pls with. mine and only mine. No one else….”

and childe jus nods groaning bc of the pain.

”i hope u learned ur lesson now. unless…. you wanna comeback again for another visit…”

n childe jus groans again.

“i see the way you look at me childe….a look filled with lust and desire…its really quite a turn on~….. you look so desperately….so needy….so vulnerable…the amount of times i wanted to bend you over and fuck u so hard until you cant walk is too much to count. i wanted to make you mine so no one else could have that innocent slutty little boy who’s just oozing with sexual desire. any man or woman would get turned on n wanna have there way with you. u needed to be protected and only by me.”

so zhongli grinds his teeth bc of how possessive he is.

“so no one but me can fuck u stupid. and now that ur finally mine…i dont have to worry abt it so much as before”

n so zhongli strokes childe’s hair n plants a kiss on his head.

“you’re my precious little play thing.”

and childe, burying his face into zhongli’s chest smiles bc thats all he ever wanted. and then he looks up at zhongli as zhongli looks down at him smiling.

“zhongli…?”

”yes?”

“if all u said was true….why were u such an asshole to me. you were stricter on me than others, ruder to me than others, tougher on me then others….so why?”

“why?”

zhongli chuckles n childe nods

“to keep a good reputation, but i also wanted to push you, everytime u got angry and gave me attitude it only turned me on. which is why i kept going….does that answer ur question?”

n childe grunts

“u sadistic fuck!”

n zhongli laughs

“says the one who got turned on every time i public humiliated or yelled at you….”

“thats not true!!”

“uh-huh…the sexual energy u admit would become stronger and i could hear your breathing getting heavier with breathy tiny moans and u would always part ur lips slightly and rub ur thighs together and on top of that, ur eyes squint ever so slightly.”

childe was speechless bc this whole time he thought he was being slick.

“w-w-well that doesnt matter!”

childe said huffing and zhongli only chuckled and kissed his head.

“hey childe…”

“what!”

“i love you….”

childe was blushing like crazy. never in a million years did he think zhongli would say that.

“you can’t just go randomly saying those things?!!”

childe said burying his face deeper into zhonglis chest.

“b-but i love you too i guess…”

he mumbled and zhongli smirked.

“look at me.”

childe looked up into zhonglis ambers eyes embarrassed asf.

“wh-wh-what is it?”

“you’re really cute yk.”

n zhongli leaned down slightly and kissed him before he could say anything else. the end :)

thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed even though its formatted weird and kinda sorta a story. 🥰

[maxcomplainsaboutthings]

rewatching Hxh is such an experience. when i first started i remember just consuming it like i would any other media (i dont remember how old i was then, but i know it was pretty young). now that im such a different person vs who i was then its so weird rewatching it and looking back at things i thought were funny, attractive, or normal in the show is so... eugh. 

i havent seen anyone talk about this so im sorry if im just repeating old information. 

what is up with Gon??

i know, i know, probably the last person you thought i could have a problem with. and i dont! not really, at least. what im wanting to talk about is all the jokes surrounding him.

okay, so, were all aware of Hisoka. the creepy sadistic clown who has a thing for little kids. im not entirely sure how i should be phrasing this so im just gonna try and get everything out of my brain. sorry if it feels like im repeating myself, im trying not to. 

(disclaimer!! im not trying to cancel hxh or anything i just never see anything relating to gons experiences when it comes to this)

so while rewatching i kept on noticing just how many jokes there are about Gon being a victim of child abuse/groominig (maybe not the best word for it, but i hope what im trying to say is clear). 

just a few off the top of my head:

jokes with hisoka. the amount of jokes around him having some weird perverted  thing for gon (a twelve yo) is astonoshing. I alwasy thought it was weird that characters wont even comment about it (at least not a real comment, more like one making a joke about what a perv he is)

and i could maybe excuse it as it being ‘hes a pretty important character’, but idk. still grosses me out and the fact nobody says anything. especially when that one scene when (in greed island) when hisoka is looking at G+K’s butts and they make him walk in front. I dont remember who it was but one of the adults (i dont think it was bisky but it could have been) just thought ‘oo hes so scary and powerful and a perv’ and nothiing about him literally looking at little kids butts...

palm. oh my god. i thought it was bad with hisoka but for another adult to ‘like’ gon?? i could have excused it as like- ‘oh you know, it just is part of his character, hes not meant to be likeable!’ BUT NO!!!!! because theres ANOTHER ONE!!!  they could have so tottally written around it too. (just throwing out random ideas here) could have made it that she an older sister and gon reminded her of her deceased brother? or it could have that she wanted him to jsut hang out iwth her becaue she has no other freinds (and that she just disliked killua, thats why she didnt ask him). 

but a date????? and then what also made me annoyed was that nobody had a problem with it?? i know i know, killua, right? but his annoyance wasnt that she was an ADULT, it was that she would hurt gon because shes creepy. 

cougars. i dont even know if anyone remembers this scene, its around the same time theyre living with palm. G+K are working out i think and K asks if hes ever been on a date before. 

(not totally accurate quotes, jsut what im trying to remember)

‘sure i am! with aunt mito’ K is suprised at first, but then hes like ahh of course. then G starts talking about his other ‘dates’, all female boats would show up at whale island and, some of the older women (with a type for ‘younger men’ as he put it) would teach G (again, his words) ‘teach him all sorts of things’ in exchange for a tour from Gon.

AND LIKE?! HUH?!?!?! ADULTS??? WITH A KID? NOT ONLY THAT BUT GON IS TWELVE THEN SO HOW OLD WAS HE WHEN THAT HAPPENED???? killua is shocked and goes ‘just how expeirenced is this guy??’ again, nothing being like ‘huh. thats weird and not healthy’. i can brush this off as killua being a kid, though. 

there really isnt a point of this i just kind of needed a place to say this publicly because i literally havent seen anybody talking about this (but could be wrong)z

[thedistortedfroggit]

Local Creatives Dumps Cringe Ideas Cuz He Got Inspo From Maru Togami

you've read that title right folks!

Tonight is no night for a crisis of- Well, technically tonight is a night of 'what if's considering this is a thing im going to do

But it isn't just about just ideas off somethin- well technically it is, considering I got this idea while watching an 'If I met MHA' gacha video by Maru Togami (I love their work go check em out)

BUT ANYWAY-

oh s- I just said the topic of this without the dramatics. Oh well.

Indeed! I am a gacha fan-ish, since I kinda fell out but came back just not as obsessed ig. though thats probably not a surprise if you've read any of my previous rants

'If I met MHA' by Maru Togami revolves around the gacha trend of MHA characters teleporting to the creator's house and staying for an unspecified amount of time while dealing with the crisis of not being real. and I personally LOVE that idea.

maybe I'll edit this and add onto it if I ever get more ideas for this kind of stuff. Maybe if I get enough ideas I'll actually get around to making one.

anyway— Lets start with what I like to call 'changing what makes things easy to be creative'

for this particular one, I'm going to focus on the 'house empty, all free time' aspect most of the videos on this trend have

-- ON ANOTHER NOTE; since im currently writing this while watching the 2nd part of their series

can I just say, I LOVE what they did with Shigiraki's lil existential crisis? just the weight of realizing that everything you've done was all just following a script and you have no actual control. also fallen down? mm, amazing song choice for that moment--and I swear I got whiplash from how the mood did a whole 180 after it was over

another another note; UGHFJCDJ maybe its just cuz manipulative protags are smth I just adore cuz it brings so much potential to the table-- but I love how shigiraki is basically just reduced to a moody dog on a leash after it (also love how deku is just crying in the bg and nobody comments on it xD)

can you tell im a sadist?

ooHHH--I actually like that its totally in Midoriya's character to not become like shigiraki cuz of his drive. I kinda like that since deku being kinda lifeless dog on leash is kinda common

Not to say I wouldn't squeal in joy the moment if it happens, again, sadist.

...oof wait- Is it bad that I actually forgot about Eri?

uHHH- Lets just say that im a chaos gremlin and I don't want to tamper with the child sooooo...child child be safe but I need sustenance <3

--

Back on topic! 'house empty, all free time' Wouldn't it be interesting to have this rule completely thrown out the window?

Like, the creator lives with their family that is almost always at home and school is still a thing. Ofc you'd actually need times where the house is empty so the MHA characters actually get spotlight. Maybe when the family is off on a mall trip? Maybe visiting other family for a few hours?

Its kinda funny to imagine a small group of MHA characters scrambling to hide while the family is around.

What else? What else?

'segregation/immediate trust' This goes for both the creator and between the characters themselves

Theres some of the trend where the MHA crew is chosen out of favorite characters by the creator (I'll be honest, if I were ever to make one of these, I'd use characters that would stir up the most drama--like kurogiri and aizawa for example)

Although probably annoying since If I ever saw it done incorrectly. it'd probably just make me go "get on with it you bafoon, hurry up"

But I'd still like to see what would happen if the MHA crew were a bit sceptical of each other and this random quirkless kid who appearently owns this house they're in and wont let them go outside

Speaking of going outside! 'most, if not all action, stays inside the house'

I vote on letting the MHA crew out the house! Do I know its a bad idea, since weebs were everywhere? Yes. Do I care? No. Because drama and trauma (ooh that rhymed) is my bread and butter

(for the record, I know there are some series of this trend actually has the MHA crew going out the house--but I'll still talk about this)

Since pretty much all MHA characters except Aizawa and Izuku would be ok with basically quirklessness (assuming that their quirks arent working in whatever pseudo-world the Creator decided to plop the real world in)

Actually! Forget the parentisisisisisis (im giving up on spelling) I got the idea of real-but-not-actually-real world from a line in Maru Togami's video that I.....

....tttttotally forgot what it was exactly, but what I remember was that it mentioned the creator's teleporting powers and something about this..uh- reality? series? idk something along that line

It just the idea of it really interests me What if the creator knew about the pseudo-world they're in? What if they didn't? Could the creator also be given an existential crisis with the MHA crew? Who would even present that idea to the creator? The editor?

ok following that line of thought, I had a lil vision where the creator talks to the editor, again, inspired by the little scene at the end of part 1 where the creator just stresses out over things and talked about having to edit the video

So, back to the vision: In it, the creator 'talked' with the editor. But they weren't really talking?

Think of the 4th wall as one sided glass, and the creator KNOWS it's one-sided glass..but they can't really do anything about it other than acknowledge it exists since they can't see behind it. But the editor is on the OTHER SIDE of the glass, so the editor could see everything and do what they want.

With that 'imagine this' outta the way, lets continue! The creator 'talks' and 'replies' but its more like how someone would reply to a conversation they're not really listening to yk, with 'yeah..' and 'totally' and 'I agree' and 'mmm.'

Well, thats basically what the creator is saying While the editor is just getting fed up with the Creator responding wrong--like, 'so who are you planning to traumatize today?' 'I agree'

mmrh, don't look at me- I said I had a vision, didn't say it was a good one.

anyway, where was I going with this? UhHHh. I think I already made my point...probably? I dont wanna go back and reread..so, MOVING ON!

Lets move onto another point well..

I'll be honest, its not really a point More a question, since im getting tired and its been like..idk a night or two?

Would the MHA crew be allowed to use their phones? I've seen alot(not really, but lets ignore that) of the trend make the catalyst of not causing havoc the idea of being able to gain insight about the future since its an anime and manga after all..

But, if ever they still had access to their phones and were told the name of their anime—actually no, even just the knowledge they're an anime

Once they get over the fact they aren't real over here, and a simple search of their name with a few clicked BOOM! there's their future and everything else they could find on a simple google page.

...

eeeeehh Im tired. Maybe I'll update this when I actually get more points Maybe I'll actually be serious about the tags

Maybe I'll get over the fact I put a time limit on my head since I asked the person-creator who gave me alot of inspo on this whole thing cuz guilt without reason is a hobby

who knows? all I know is that im going back to reading immortal no filter izuku crack fics sleeping. Going back to sleeping. yep.

:DD take a coffee if you're actually still here☕ Have fun on this night. or day. or morning. or--

yk what, have a good mutually-neutral-time-in-your-region!

[mrsmaybank]

My Little Sun - Reid x Reader

“Ridiculously perfect.” I held her tighter as she looked up at me and our eyes locked, “I’ve fallen ridiculously in love with you.” “So my evil plan worked then?” She chirped.

CONTENT WARNINGS: AGE GAP, VIOLENCE, KIDNAPPING, PREGNANCY, STALKING, LANGUAGE probably the misuse of a Russian word  IF THERES MORE LMK 

A/N: Okay, let me be honest rq this idea lowk scared me but the words really just fell out of my brain really easily so, yk fuck it whatever.  ANYWAY, if you like, please let me know! 

pt 2, pt 3 “I love you Spencer.” The words immediately melted me. 

“I know so many things.” She gave me an unapproving look. 

“I don’t mean to sound cocky, but I do! Now for once in your life, listen to me.” She nodded her head in concession.

“I’ve just read more, I’ve written more, I’ve discovered and studied more than the average person. I could tell you a little bit about anything with one hundred percent certainty. I could--and want--to tell you the names of all the stars, I could recite verbatim the entirety of Prometheus Bound by Aeschylus or Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov, which you know, speaking of I will ‘cause I still can’t believe you haven’t read it,” Her smile flattened into a straight line, and I laughed. “Orrr, I could also tell you something simple, like why we get the hiccups.” I shook my head. 

“Regardless, I know so many things and I’m rarely taken by surprise because of it. Everything in life is a pattern of change, and as a human, we will always adjust and adapt to whatever situation we are in. For better or worse, we don’t feel the same thing for very long. This is why an addict takes a couple more every time, a sadist hits his second victim harder than the first, they’re searching for the high of the first time, and it will never come.”

She nodded in understanding, 

 “I know this is true, it’s factual, and yet every time I look at you it feels like the first. You’ve broken the laws of human psychology.” 

“First time you saw me was at a gas station Spencer.” 

“No. The first time I looked at you after I knew I loved you.” 

“Where were we?” 

“My car. You were dancing. You looked ridiculous.” 

“Ridiculously sexy? You mean?” She smiled. 

“Ridiculously perfect.” I held her tighter as she looked up at me and our eyes locked, “I’ve fallen ridiculously in love with you.” 

“So my evil plan worked then?” She chirped.

“It did indeed. You’ve become my solnyshko moyo.”

“Tell me that’s Russian dirty talk.” She said with a grin. 

“It’s better. It’s a term of endearment you’ve become the epitome of.” 

“And what’s that Dr. Reid?” she giggled. 

“My little sun. You’ve become my little sun. Following me around and bringing light and warmth.” She snuggled herself impossibly closer into my chest, wrapping one of her legs over mine. 

“Except for your feet!” I shrieked at her freezing toes meeting mine. 

“They’re not that cold you big baby!” she shouted. 

I laughed and kissed her sweetly, “I am not the baby here.” I said.  

“Please,” she started until I interrupted her with a kiss, “If you’re not the baby,” I kissed her again, “That implies I’M the baby,” Kiss, “And I’m not a” Kiss. 

“Shush baby.” I told her, but like always, she didn’t listen, instead sitting up to straddle me. My appreciation for her beauty was like how a prisoner appreciates freedom, and yet it was miniscule into what I found in her character. It blew my mind that a girl so perfect existed. 

“Rarely do great virtue and beauty dwell together. Francesco Petrarch.” I started, my hands making their way onto her hips, “That makes you a rarity.” 

“You’re spoiling me with nice words today Spencer.” “You’ve spoiled me. My frontal lobe is spoiled milk.” She laughed, wondering how I was going to manage to make this one romantic. 

“That’s the part of the brain responsible for sensibility and logical thinking, and you, little girl, have positively ruined it. You make me stupid.”

“I ruined the genius Dr. Reid with the 187 IQ? Makes sense. I’m like, way smarter.” 

“You are. So, so much smarter.” 

“I want that in writing.” she poked my chest. 

I pulled her down and kissed her forehead to whisper in her ear. “Not a chance.”

She pushed herself away and rolled her eyes at me like a bratty child does her nanny, and I continued, “ You’re smarter, but I’m more educated. I have more doctorates than you have years in university.” 

“Whatever…”

I brushed the hair away from her perfect face, “You tired baby?” 

She sighed and laid down, splaying herself on my chest, laying on me like I was the duvet. “Very.” 

I held her impossibly close, breathing in her scent and counting every time her heart thumped, her bpm said she was relaxed. Oh god, I wanted her like this forever. Relaxed in my arms, where nothing could touch us but each other. 

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“Must you work?” I sent the message to Spencer as I rolled over to his side of the bed in anticipation. I breathed in heavy, liking the way the pillow smelled like his laundry.

“Unfortunately.”  he responded. “Think you’ll be home this weekend?” 

“It’s not looking like it, little one. I’m sorry.” 

I didn’t reply. I was too sad to reply. I knew it’d make him feel guilty, which I didn’t want to do, cause like, his job and saving people and shit is important. But, it still wasn’t fair! At all. There was something very important I had to tell him. 

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Total darkness, and then way too much light. My head hurt and I couldn’t move. I was handcuffed to a wooden chair. There were chains around my torso and ankles. The room was a medical sort of bright. It smelled like bleach and rotting fruit. The walls were dilapidated, seeming to be made of tiles that were once white, but have turned yellow. 

What the FUCK? 

“Hello!” I shouted. My voice was so coarse it hurt. Shit. My head pulsed so badly it practically hurt to think, but I still racked my brain. 

Where am I? 

How’d I get here? 

Why am I here? 

I woke up again. Fuck, why can’t I think? Why can’t I do anything? 

“Hey, y/n.” A woman’s voice. A very stoic, cold, sounding female voice.

I’m not alone. Thank god, oh my god, I’m not alone. 

With the little strength I had, I lifted my head to see her. She wasn’t what I thought. She was alright, she wasn’t tied. She did this to me? 

She took a sip from her silver flask, “Do you know who I am?” 

I shook my head. “No.” 

“Typical.” She stood up and grabbed me by the hair, “You fucking disgust me.” Like, she said, she threw my hair away like it disgusted her. 

She sat back down on the bench in front of the chair I was chained to, “My name is Brook Austen. I was a professor at Georgetown last year. Taught a couple seminars at your school, that little university you go to, the students there were nothing like mine. Not nearly as intelligent, but as expected, Georgetown is much more prestigious, obviously.”

I was confused, and she knew, but did not care. 

“You’re not the brightest, y/n. Only slightly above average high school grades, strikingly mediocre academic performance now.”

Where the hell is she going with this? 

“And you know it doesn’t surprise me, per say, because every man on this goddamn planet is a piece of fucking shit! But I thought that, maybe, just maybe, Spencer was different.” 

She grimaced, “I thought he’d want more than just a pretty face! ‘Cause you might be prettier y/n, but I’m smarter.” Her words were laced with utter hatred. 

Her demeanor changed, and it almost started to seem like she was talking to herself. “I'm older. I’m more successful. I’m fucking better.” 

She approached me again, grabbing my face so I was looking her in those scarily light green eyes, and she wrapped her hands around my throat.  “I’m fucking better then you! Better, better, better!” Every time she said better she shook my neck and gripped tighter so I couldn’t breathe. 

“Stop! Please! Please stop!” I shouted, “I’m-I’m pregnant!” 

She began to break down, “You’re pregnant?” A maniacal chuckle left her throat, “You’re pregnant?”  

“Is it Spencer’s?” she asked. 

I nodded. 

“Wow.” She laughed once more, “Fucking wow.” 

“How could Spencer choose this!? You’re nothing like him. You are a pathetic fucking college student. A fucking daddy issue ridden slut! I’m a celebrated academic, just like him!” Tears began to slip from her eyes, “How could he not choose me?”

This woman is NOT well in the head. 

“You--you like Spencer?” I asked. 

“You don’t get to ask the fuckin’ questions here.” She pulled a knife out of her pocket and held it to the tip of my chin, “I do. So you’re gonna answer them.” Or, she started manically laughing, “I’ll kill you.” She swallowed, “And your baby.” 

I screamed at those words, “No,” I sobbed, “NO!” 

I turned my head away so I didn’t have to look at the woman in front of me, there was a timed red dot blinking. A camera. 

“Is that-- is that a camera?” 

She nodded, “I want Spencer to see you and his child die.” 

“He….No! No, please, No!” I choked on a sob and she smiled. 

“He doesn’t know.” She paced, “He doesn’t even fucking know!” 

She waltzed over to the camera and brought it closer to us, “Hey Spencer.” She began waving, “Hey Penelope. Aaron. Derek. Jennifer. Emily.” 

Her demeanor changed once more, into that of a cheerleader of all things, “So, quick recap.” Brook pursed her lips, “Spencer your twenty three year old fucktoy is pregnant. Congrats!” 

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Y/N was two things I didn’t know she was this morning: In serious danger, and the mother of my expected child. I felt frozen in trepidation. 

We all watched in horror as Brook greeted us. All by first name. She knew exactly what she was doing and it freaked me out even more. 

“Reid, you need to step out.” Hotch grabbed my shoulder, “Now.” 

I was sick with fear and ill with rage. I sat down because I could feel my knees go weak. Hotch started again, “We know who she is. We will find her. Y/N will be alright.” He paused, “So will the baby.” 

I replayed the events of the live footage in my head, her screams of pain and terror, her trembles and confusion. I’d failed her. I’d failed her and now I knew I’d also failed our child. 

JJ sat down next to me, “Spencer, when did you meet Brook?” 

“I uh,” I wiped my face, “A year and four months ago. I did uh, I taught uh, I taught a string of seminars at Georgetown. It was biweekly. Her office was next to mine. We spoke for the first time when she offered me a coffee.” 

“What did you say?” 

“What do you think I said?” 

“Yes.” 

“Yeah, I said yeah, I fucking like coffee.” I felt instantaneously guilty for cursing, and especially at JJ but I was too frazzled for it to last long enough to apologize. 

“I know Spence, I’m sorry. Just keep going.” 

“Then, the next week, we got lunch together.” 

“Was it, you know, friendly?” 

“What are you implying Jennifer?” I snapped. 

“No Spence, we just need to know. You know that.” 

“It was-- it was just lunch. A very normal colleague to colleague lunch. We talked about the school’s history. And uh, where we grew up. It was small talk.” 

“Ok, was this the last time you spoke to her?” 

“No. There was one more time. Y/N was there.” 

“Tell me about it Spence.” She grabbed my hand, 

I breathed out, “It was the next week I taught after lunch. About two hours before my class. I was lesson planning, and Y/N was doing homework on my desk. She came in. She asked if I wanted to go get lunch. She saw y/n and--Fuck.” 

“What Spence? What?” 

“She asked me who she was, but it was like, she didn’t want y/n to know she was asking. She thought she was…”

“She thought she was what?” 

“A student.” 

“And what did you tell her?”  

“The truth. That she was my girlfriend.” 

“Did you see her anywhere else after that?”

“No. She never came by my office again. When I would see her by chance, she would scurry away. It was strange.” 

“Think really hard Spence. Did you ever see her again after you stopped teaching at Georgetown.”

I racked my brain, “Yeah. I did. It was two months ago. Three days after I proposed to y/n. She was getting a coffee at this coffee shop by y/n’s school.. I was bringing her some lunch” 

“Spencer she's been stalking you. Your proposal was the stressor.” 

“But--I’m a profiler. I would’ve noticed.” I stood up with a realization.            “What Spence?” JJ asked, standing up as well to look at me. 

“She’s been stalking her, not me. She knew I was a part of the BAU, she knew I would’ve noticed.” 

“I’ll tell the team.” 

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A/N2:  If this doesn’t totally flop, I’ll write PT 2, that elaborates on the reader’s and Spencer’s relationship. I think through flashbacks from both Y/N and Spencer would be a cool way to explore their relationship and of course the whole reader being kidnapped thing plot could develop. Again, if you enjoyed this pls let me know!!

[fireandspiceland]

Dumping prukden thoughts because them.

Gilbert is by far the most inexperienced, by a very very large margin, England's a fucking slut, we know this, and Denmark does questionable things sometimes.

So there's either a slow introduction, or the bastards feel sadistic and go ham on the first try, though I highly doubt that.

I cannot stress how much I like pudgy Denmark, and I can imagine him getting snuggled from both sides by two scrawny lil mfs, hes still muscular, but a bit soft and his tits and ass are to die for in all forms.

Sex wise they've done some stupid shit, like really stupid shit like concerning roleplay and way too much degradation, but look at these 3 and tell me they dont have a degredation/praise kink, just look at them

Yeah I think I’ve said this before I love it when Prussia is still inexperienced and England and Denmark slowly introduce him to the wonders of having sex with your homies 😩✨

Talking about stupid shit dhsjdbjs theres apps that work like those sexy dice where you get a body part and what to do (except the apps are worse don’t ask just trust me on that one 🙏🏻) so here’s a new headcanon that they played around with one of those at least once. Maybe they also made a drinking game out of it to get a little more relaxed. There’s so many ways this could end lmao but either way it’s fun to think about.

[sharkface-daydreams]

well, sharkface. if someone has suggested before then maine (or bonus meta)

you are actually the first to ask about sharkface :) <3 ilu

oddly enough no bingo BUT shrakface <3 :) he is everything to me

and honestly on second though maybe he does work better as part of a dynamic bc on his own, hes very cool and scary and the ridiculousness of his dramatics works great against the reds and blues very “wait what? the fuck is that why are you so cringe” reactions to things. but characterly speaking like. this is a guy unhinged by grief. the loss of people that were close. he is unhinged BC he has no people anymore. if he had people i think that would be so good for him 🥺 kimball and wash hold fire and red team adopt sharkface challenge pls

also carolina learn what an apology is challenge jfc

i will not get into the wasted potential thing because i feel like i have screamed about that so much and i dont have the energy rn lol

BUT. thank u for ask me about shark man <3333 makes my weird little heart all glowy inside

maine gets double bingo bc hes special to me. <33333 big guy. likes to fight,  doesnt like heights, doesn’t talk much, likes big weird weapons. a man after my own heart. needed more screen time imo

like he’s not a saint but people characterizing him as some. idk. sadist evil motherfucker always rubs me the wrong way. also maine =/= meta. but maine is part of the meta. u understand.

meta also gets double bingo bc im lov them <3333333333

i want to recoup some energy so i can talk more about meta bc he is my special little guy they are my big silly blorbo blob so this is going in drafts a minute

edit: did i never fucking post this?! i thought i had..... anyway. ill post this and then go look for it bc ill forget it in the drafts again

OK IM BACK

meta!!!!! honestly. to me. meta is a journey. a transformation. never fully solidified, always in flux. by the time they are actually the meta it is no longer sigma here and maine there in the same helmet. putting more and more fragments in the same organic mind must have been mental hell in a few ways for someone unused to this. the chaos. the fragments were from the same ai but they were still their own selves. u get it.

theres no way to know what went on in there the whole time and i dont trust rt to write that but he’s still. very special to me. especially post-emp. they are gone. his(their) head is empty again. quiet. 

personal headspace stuff warning for those who’d rather scroll by:

especially early on in 2020+. i got locked in my head a lot. my little subsection of our headspace is an oubliette/panic room bunker cylinder. i’ve since been able to add windows and i know i CAN technically get out now. but for a long time it was just me, and an impenetrable wall of fog with no way out, and only a window way up in the ceiling i couldn’t reach. no one could reach me, i couldn’t reach out either. it was extremely lonely, very grey, and it just made me miss everyone i was able to talk to before. this is probably why i feel so attached to him, because i know what suddenly being shut off from all your system members feels like (idc that it was artificial bc the fragments were intentionally inserted, they were a system.)

feels like someone stripped you down to your OS when that happens honestly and you have to keep moving in a world that expects something of you yet. what do you do when you are back to being just one person alone in your head? how do you figure yourself out? other characters have said the meta was seeking more power... but that’s not right, i don’t think. when sigma& were in there, in the meta soup crockpot. they wanted to be human. be whole. reaching that metastability. and after they were gone. do u really think he would not have jumped at any chance to get one of them back? yeah AI are powerful. but so is loneliness. 

i think maybe. if he would have lived. he would have had little introjects like epsilon made. maybe a neosigma. maybe there was a partition he started putting up when everyone else got too loud and split off a separate maine that was buried when things kicked into high gear. i dont know. there’ll never be any of this in canon so it’s only my speculation but. i like them, i like to think about them.

there show distinctly separates this transformation into several parts but only because that’s all they show us. they show us pfl maine with no ai. they show us pfl maine + sigma. they show us the boogeyman the meta is made into through the lens of hte other characters. they show us a meta a bit more clear-headed but still in possession of personality, sapient thought. but my brain wants to know (always) what happens in between. because it was never a light switch moment that caused these things, it was things stacking up over time, like anything else. i want to know how wanting to help sigma achieve metastability turned into acquiring the other fragments at almost any cost. it’s canon that the freelancers’ and ais’ personalities started to bleed into each other. how much of that happened more and more with each fragment they added?

hm. much 2 think about. i do have a meta lives au which addresses some of this. but i think i have spilled all my brainbeans and now i am tired again lol <3 but. ty for asking and sorry this sat in my drafts for months x.x ilu

[nadanimatical]

HELLO BITCHES I AM HERE AND AM HERE TO TALK ABOUT THIS FANASTIC MOD CALLED THE THE BLUEBALLS INCIDENT/TROLLGE FILES

this is basically a little bit of an analysis post about the mod, look at me go.

There is a mention of s/h at one point of this post, so warning for that. Theres also mentions of stalking, impiled murder and whole sorts of things.

this, this isn't smiler, it has hair and its definitely not his body type. This is a clear sign its a delusion smiler had made for himself. The thing is, what does he think of derpina? Princess is a pet name, so it could either be a lover, family member, etc. Who is the person she's holding hands with? Is it a love interest maybe?

I think the person with the eye is a silhouette, the eye is smiler’s. Smiler hated the person derpina is with in that, and so, imagined himself to be with her instead. This could be implying that smiler sees derpina as a love interest. I’ve also seen theories derpina is his daughter, in which I don’t know how to think of it. Smiler also has pictures of derpina, so he could definitely be stalking her. Smiler also has a picture of someone that looks like him, but in the next scene it says it’s not him, and he’s sorry. It’s clearly another delusion. Smiler has this fake life he’s been living for who knows how long, and he’s not stable mentally, once he actually saw derp, he went fucking bonkers. After he regrets all he has done.

And with this picture:

This is a wholeee other story.

The bloody bat implied that he’s been or has done this to another. This could implied he got derpina, but that’s not the case, he says she’s next. He’s done this to other people, possibly those who look similar to derp. The thing is, what got him to snap out of it and realize he’s insane? That’s a question I don’t have an answer too. I think it’s because he was going to get derpina, but looking at derp, he didn’t want derpina to become what he did to derp and others.

Either that or smiler's been doing something harmful to himself, in which i don't like the thought, but it is definitely a possibility.

Second theory:

In the stairway video at the part we see the destruction he caused we can hear laughing in the background we can make the assumption it is stairway's laugher. This implied he was sadist even before killing 'derp'

The thing is, when we see him and the 'derp' meet, he has fear, and a sign of minor empathy.

This is when 'derp' approaches and stairway kills him, and then him excusing his actions as just trolling. I have something we can make out of this. Once he said that his low empathy was completely overhauled, it was overridden by, probably, a lust for blood. We can also make the assumption that if stairway did, ANY, bad action, he would simply accuse it of him just trolling. This can cause him to think that he could do anything, and not feel anything for it.

Theres so much more, but i would rather give it its own post, this'll be a part one of some sorts, thank you for listening.

[lindemannsmilk]

Part 2ish of the parallels between ich hasse kinder and the Chikatilo and Slivko cases.

First a little analysis of the overall video and lyrics.

Till in this video is a man fueled by rage caused by the trauma inflicted on him by childhood bullies. He seeks to murder those who hurt him since he needs closure and he thinks that closure is inflicting worse pain that was ever inflicted on him as a child. Children can obviously be just as evil as adults they are not always innocent naive cherubs and can be full of hatred. That hatred can be passed down to their peers and turn them into unimaginable monsters.

The dilemma here is children are a product of their environment. Till's character is so blinded by revenge he ignores the other factor that plays into kids acting like little demons which is their upbringing. The adults who allow these children act in vile ways or cause them to be by exposing them to unhealthy environments.

Are we justified in hating children as adults? Especially when we're passing that hatred down onto them? Are we justified in still hating bullies who abused and scarred us as children despite them also just being kids? After all most of our bullies grow to realize their actions were wrong or sometimes think abuse is ok because they are also abused.

Should we hate the screaming child on the plane or it's mother for her poor parenting?

Maybe Till draws inspiration from his rough childhood. He's never disclosed what being in the swinming school and what his childhood outside of his home was like in the GDR.

About how theres clear references to Chikatilo and Slivko

Now that the video is out in full length theres very clear inspiration/references to these cases even if the storyline this video goes in isn't directly about either. Again, Till decided to go for a revenge story. He is not a child killer but there can still be obvious nods to these cases seen through the video.

Many fictional stories about killers draw inspiration from real life cases. This is no different.

The obvious part being the Young Pioneers uniform. Anatoly Slivko witnessed the death of a boy in one of these uniforms which he explain awakened his desires. He later went on to target children under his care who were in the Young Pioneers.

The only aspect of this case thats vidually referenced is the obvious one which is the uniforms and Slivko's desires originating from seeing a Young Pioneer die.

Now the Chikatilo references are the most in your face especially when comparing scenes from the movie Citizen X which is a movie about his murders.

Recap on Chikatilo again.

Chikatilo a Soviet serial killer, nicknamed the Butcher of Rostov, the Red Ripper, and the Rostov Ripper, who sexually assaulted, murdered, and mutilated at least fifty-two women and children between 1978 and 1990 in the Russian SFSR, the Ukrainian SSR, and the Uzbek SSR. Chikatilo confessed to fifty-six murders, fifty-three for which he was tried in April 1992. He was convicted and sentenced to death

We have the video opening with Till sitting next to a boy as he waits for the train. In Citizen X Chikatilo finds most of his victims at the station.

Again, Till doesn't target kids in this video but these are big visual nods.

A more obvious nod is the scenes in the music video where Till shown to have a family.

The interrogation scenes are also very similar in setting.

And again we have the court room similarities

What's the point in having references to these crimes?

It's pretty obvious to me this explores another gritty aspect about hating kids. These men had families yet committed the most heinous crimes against children that were the same age as their own to satisfy their selfish sadistic needs. It makes you ask where these criminals stand. Do they hate or love children? Does a man who prey on children love them because they satisfy his needs or does he hate them enough to put them through torture?

[themultifandomgal]

Temptation Pt11

Temptation Masterlist

Emmett and Alice both went to keep an eye out while Edward drives Bella to our home. I hear Bella's truck pull up and I run down the stairs Carlisle walking with Laurent. When Edward sees him he snarls

"Wait, he came to warn us about James" I say

"This isn't my fight, and I've grown tired of his games, but he has got unparalleled senses absolutely lethal. I've never seen anything like him in my 300 years. And the woman, Victoria, don't underestimate her" Laurent swiftly leaves.

I take Bella by the hand and pull her into the garage where all our cars are kept

"I've had to fight our kind before, they're not easy to kill"

"But not impossible" Emmett replies to Jasper "we'll tear them apart and burn the pieces"

"I don't relish the thought of killing another creature, even a sadistic one like James" Rosalie sits on top of one of the counters

"What if he kills one of us first?" she asks Carlisle

"I'm going to run Bella down south"

"No he'll be expecting you to be together" I shake my head, Carlisle nods his head in agreement

"He'll follow you"

"I'll go with Bella" Alice pops up "Jasper and I will drive her South. I'll keep her safe Edward"

"Can you keep your thoughts to yourself?"  Edward asks

"Yes" Alice takes Bella's hand

"Kat, Esme, Rosalie, could you put these on so the tracker will pick up Bella's sent?" Edward throws a jacket at me, a sweater at Esme and a coat towards Rose

"Why? what is she to me?"

"Rosalie Bella is with Edward, she's part of this family now. We protect our family" reluctantly Rose puts on Bella's coat after a little pause

"If anything happens, I swear to god" I hear Bella stutter. I look at Emmett with a sad smile

"She'll be ok" he smiles down to me, I just hum in response

"Nothings going to happen, theres 9 of us and only 2 of them and when everythings done I'm going to come back and get you. Bella you are my life now" I walk over to Alice's car

"Edward, we have to go" I place my hand on his back "we'll see you soon Bella" I smile as the garage door opens

"Kat, lets go" I get into the car with Emmett, Edward soon following after"

Emmett, Edward and I are running through a forest, North

"Kat mark the tree" Emmett say so I rub Bella's coat on the tree as if I had brushed passed it "thats good" we keep running, I can smell James's sent from behind us, but soon his sent fades

"He's not following us anymore" I say stopping

"How do you know?"

"His sent has faded as we have been running"

"Damn it. He's figured it out" Edward his a tree knocking it down

"Shes safe, Alice and Jasper are with her" Emmett puts his hand on Edwards shoulder. I get out my phone and ring Jasper, knowing that Alice is probably in the middle of a vision, or has just had one. It doesn't take long for Jasper to answer

"James has figured it out" I breathe into the phone

"We know" Edward gets out his phone, probably to ring Bella "he's changed course, to a ballet studio. Bella said she took lessons there as a kid"

"Don't let her go. He will be waiting there for her. Rose and Esme are going back to Forks. The rest of us are on our way to you guys"

"See you soon" I put the phone down and we head back to our car, meeting Carlisle there. The drive there Emmett and I sit in the back of the jeep. I lean on Emmett's shoulder

"Sleep. I'll wake you up when we have arrived" Emmett places a kiss on my head as I close my eyes

"I also bought you a snack" I open my eyes to see Carlisle passing Emmett a packet of uncooked beef. I'm not overly keen on it, but it will have to do. I open the packet up and everyone tenses up at the smell of the blood in the packet

"Mine" I say taking a bite and hugging the packet to my chest. Emmett chuckles at me shaking his head.

The drive to Bella isn't long, but just as we're about to arrive in Arizona Edward gets a call from a frantic Alice

"Bella's gone to the ballet studio. Carlisle, it will be quicker if we run"

"For you guys maybe, not for me" I shake my head

"Ok we will run, you drive" I nod my head as we pull into the hotel they were staying at. Alice and Jasper walk out as we all get out of the car

"Edward, I'm sorry. She said she was just going to the toilet" if Alice could cry she would be right now

"Let's just go" Edward runs off with the others following after him and I get into the drivers seat. I put my foot down and race down the streets as quick as I could.

When I arrive Emmett and Jasper are holding James while Alice is knelt down

"Carlisle, her blood" I hear Alice say. I run over to where she is

"Alice go, it's ok" I put pressure on the wound on Bella's leg

"Your brothers will take care of him" Carlisle says joins me 

"I got him" Emmett grunts

"I'll start the fire" 

"Get the floor boards" Emmet tells Jasper

"Alice!" Emmett shouts

"Alice go" I say to her again. Edward walks over to us

"Babe!" Emmett yells. I look over and notice the others are struggling with the smell

"I'll take them outside" I say to Carlisle who nods his head at me.

[strawberryspeachy]

S4e10 is the first time i want to actually rewatch an entire episode of handmaids tale.... ok wait second time - was it the new “ofglen” who blew up that important building with all the commanders inside and the handmaids outside - that ending was great

But omg

First off elizabeths moss’s acting!!! Ive gotten too used to that same dreadful look shes been making for the past couple seasons that... the wide range of facial expressions really surprised me and it just!! Wow

the suspence the whole episode. Nothing EVER goes right in this show. I knew what i wanted to see but i fully expected fred and serena to go free and happy. That back and forth feeling was super engaging

I loved that even though there was that tension between june and moira before, moira jumped right back to trying to fight and doing all the screaming and ranting for june - someones gotta do it and june was too mentally exausted

K like im still confused why everyone can go in and out of the waterford prison so easily and was like.... dooooo they want june to kill him?!?!? Why are you leaving her alone???

And i was so excited like yesssss shes gonna kill himmm - well first i thought she was gonna go to serena and kill her baby

But when she was walking around that room... like a cat pretending not to notice the mouse in the room - we just know june too well to think she wasnt at least planningggg something

Also fred is fucking DISGUSTINGGGGG as usual. Lying during his ... conference like WHY are you just gonna beleive this psycho at face value?!

Oh and serena thinking shes got all the power back.

Omg the two of them. I cant

And fred really being such a fucking disgusting person to think ANY part of june enjoyed his torture. She is so strong dude - i could never sit there not knowing if my plan will work and playing nice. I thought she was gonna break that glass and stab him

And like. Ok. Lukes not the worst but also - his whole - just get over it!!! Attitude.... even if she cant get him on the wall why are you reprimanding her and trying to pretend she can just get over that trauma with some food. Absolutr lack of empathy.

But june saying hes gonna be on the wall... i was so giddy!!

And i rewatched that smile she made when larence told her she hanst lost her touch- well she could barely contain her smile throughout that entire negotiation. And i loved watching larence put on a show like ‘ah we rlly miss waterford! My brother!!’

Gah and just. Also... i kinda thought june was gonna kill mark when she was outside his building. Men in this show. She went through 7 years of hell and you told her youd help and fucked her over and then throw an entire dramatic tempertantrum when she calmly sits on a bench near your house.... lol wow..i mean uncomfortable but have some prespective

And i wanna say the like demand straight to - oh im sorry. Didnt mean to he a cunt - i meant please? Act june did, its not overacting but knowing june it is so it was funny af

The suspence watching fred get ready to go.., i was literally chanting for the plane to be to gilead but it was so much better! Watchint him get arrested all shocked. “Im a man! I have rights” all the fucking ew... open the door back up and slap him

I just thought he was gonna get sent back and wed watch the commanders all hang him. But it to be lawrence - again with his ‘oh? Is there anything i can do to stop this? No? Ok bye fred!’

And i mean i knew we were in for a treat with nick taking him but i was NOT EXPECTING JUNE to just POP OUT of the trees!!! Fucking perfect. A literal horror movie just for fred

Also why did he keep calling nick son.... like... no one likes you???? Do you really think you can regain power just saying words like this???

And this is e first time i fucking LOVED seeing june in a red coattt and her faceeee like last episode when she turned from calm to screaming - it wad so good and so intense and such good acting and that heartbeat music got me

But hereeeee i cant even desribe the combination or rage and calmness pouring out. Not to be a weeb but thats the first time i think ive ever seen a live action representation of how i imagine anime cool characters to act

That power play of nick and june making out in front of fred loool - i dont care about the ships but that was perfect

“This is sick” - whats sick is how you never run out of things to do and say that make me feel sick...

I loved how june told him to choose - i feel like jt was a call back to his lawyer saying that she CHOSE to be a handmaid. Like theres not good option here

Does anyone think she actually would have shot him dead IF he did choose the gun - part of me wants an alterantive ending where he chose that just so i could watch june either tell him ‘no thats too easy’ or like shoot him in the foot so he cant even run right before being like

Oops i missed and chasing him down anyway

I hate horror movies but watching them all chase him down UGHHH IVE NEVER FELT SO MUCH GLEEE - k not never but ya know

OMG ALMOST FORGOT that sceneee with june and emily talking at the table about how june wants him to be scared to death. And fucking luke - with his judgements turning and looking. I feelll like.... emily helped june decide to do this. Because after getting to the end of the episode it seemed more like they were planning in plain sight in thay scene

I havent rewarched the show. So maybe im remembering incorrectly but it does feel like this fits because - wasnt emily kind of what inspired june to actively start rebelling when she drove the car around and ran one of the guards over

Anddddd the songggg from the 1st? Or 2nd??? Season. The ending right? I just remember that the last time we heard that song was when june first started a quiet resistance against gilead and all the handmaids were together in it. So it brought back those feelings of like ‘FINALLY its happening!!’ And it fit soooo perfectlyyy

When the girls first ran up to fred i thought they were gonna surround him and reinact that “shame” thing they used to be forced to do. I mean i guess they did without actually saying it cause they definitely killed him the way gilead forced the handmaids to kill people in the first season

And it was wonderful to watch! Thank you handmaids tale for making me feel like a psychotic sadist for enjoying that ENTIRE scene. I was giggling like i was watching a disney movie

Gonna ignore that part where june picks up the baby covered in blood - ew

I wanted to seeeeee serena get the finger - more so - i wanted to watch tha family come in and get her and be like - hey guess what your coming back to gilead!!! And see it end with serena as a fucking handmaid - GIVING BIRTH TO THE BABY BETWEEN (i forget the one who visited hers name) LEGS!

But fuck seeing fred on a wall with the “dont let the bastards grind you down” from the the very beginningggg - it felt sooo goodddd

And i just needed to squeal over this episode some more! I watched it hours ago. But i kinda wanna rewatch it rnn

[corruptedconfessions]

Have to say scrolled through your entire blog and loved every piece of writing! Especially the Bakugou dragon and Kirishima ones. You definitely have a gift! ❤️ If possible I say original Yugioh is something you cover. Would it be possible to get head cannons of Yami Bakura with his darling? What kind of yandere would he be? If not still going to keep up on your writing regularly ☺️

Hnnn I had the biggest crush on all forms of Bakura as a kid. I’m 99% sure Bakura was the first character I read/wrote poly for since I couldn’t pick between them whoops

Also thank you so much for the kind words! <3 I appreciate your support!

This came out a little scatterbrained and all over the place rather than following a main thought, im sorry about that!

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-Yami Bakura would be an...interesting yandere for sure

-Sadistic to the max, very possessive. Honestly he’ll see his darling as more of a game, a treasure to be stolen and won than a partner or significant other. Though, with enough work you can worm your way into his heart and he’ll be softer (as soft as a being of darkness can be anyway, he probably thinks a human heart in a box is a romantic gift)

-His vessel Ryou would be a soft, sweet yandere, something that disgusts him. His past self a possessive protective yandere, something that still irritates him but less so. He can appreciate how his love for hording and hiding away his treasure didn’t leave him

-Yami Bakura is a mix of the dark sadistic tendencies of Zorc, and the possessive protective tendencies of his past life. Part of him doesn’t give a shit about you, sees you as a toy, something for his entertainment and nothing more, theres no attachment there. The other part of him is a little too attached to you. He sees you as his treasure to steal and hide away, he wont share it with anyone! He wont even let them see it. 

-I honestly see him probably falling for/getting attached to one of his hosts friends. You’d have to be a frequent in Ryou’s life to even get even a slightest hint of his attention, it’s ridiculously hard to pull his attention from his plot to kill the pharaoh and obtain the millennium items.

-But once you catch his interest there is no escape 

-Unlike Ryou who likes to hide in the ring, avoiding seeing what his spirit does, he is always watching everything around his little host, even if he doesn’t know it. He’ll study you, enraptured. His calculating personality mixed with that spiral of obsession will be a dangerous cocktail for you, one that you won’t be able to escape. Not that you’ll even know you have something you need to escape from, no, he moves too fast. 

-You’ll be kidnapped nearly immediately regardless of which side of him feels stronger towards you. He isn’t someone who likes to share, and he can’t have anyone catching on to his...interest in you and getting in the way. 

-He’ll lock you up probably in a cold dark warehouse somewhere, hidden away where no one else could ever hope to find you. Even Ryou won’t know how to get there. He’ll make sure that his host never even knows about him kidnapping you, or if he does find out it’s beaten into him what will happen if he ever speaks a word of you to someone else, or if he tries to help you. 

-Let’s get this straight, even though he may have a soft spot for you, he won’t be making things easy for you. The warehouse is, cold, wet, dark. He won’t make any attempts to make you more comfortable, you’ll probably be left shivering in whatever he kidnapped you in (Probably your pjs, he’d sneak in in the dead of night and snatch you up)

-He can never hold himself back from visiting you no matter how much he insists he’ll just forget about you there and leave you to rot. He’ll see you nearly everyday, bringing you food and games 

-He’ll force you to play game after game with him, tricking you over and over again. You’ll never win. He makes sure of it.

-You can’t say no to playing, he’ll hold necessities over you like rewards. Oh? You want to eat? Better play a round of duel monsters with him~ Though you’ll probably lose more than you’ve gained in the end...hope that food was worth it.

-Honestly how he responds to you will heavily rely on how you respond to him. He’s unpredictable, his mood towards you changing so rapidly that it’ll be impossible to learn how to use it to your advantage. 

-If you are louder, aggressive and violent with him he’ll respond in kind. His punishments, his ‘rewards’ for winning games will be more cruel and sadistic, he’ll get some kind of twisted glee from breaking you down, making you cry, watching as you lose hope. He’ll never fully break you, of course. At least not yet~

-A softer, more level headed darling will earn more favor from him as long as you keep him entertained. His punishments are more likely to be teasing, cruel taunts rather than ruthless torments. He’ll probably bring you nicer things, play with you a little more. Hell, he might even be nice/soft towards you every once and awhile.

-”Come now, darling~ Don’t tell me you’ve given up already? The game hasn’t even truly started yet!”

-It’s a strange thing, you find yourself getting attached to him, warmth spreading in your chest when his lips quirk up into a smirk when you start doing better at his little games, making him actually try instead of dragging you around the game, a pawn in his little game

-You’ll never win, but sometimes you get close, and you can’t help but feed off the thrill he feels when the game gets risky, both of your heartrates going up as you dance around the board. Both your strategies have adapted to know each other well, it’s almost always left to who can get the higher ground faster. You always find yourself just a turn or two too late. 

-The more you interest him, the nicer he’ll be. Suddenly the gruel that he use to drop to the floor infront of you, or make you earn by losing a game to him becomes treats. Tasty meals that were your favorites, or pastries and desserts that he shoves into your lap before stomping off. You’ll have to take this in stride, simply smiling and thanking him. If you question or poke at him about it he’s sure to snap and you’ll go back to the tasteless gruel

-Still, he’ll start showing up more often and just...hovering around. Sorting through his deck, carving his little figures...just existing in your space. If you watch closely you’ll see his gaze dragging over to you frequently, immediately looking away if he realizes you’ve noticed the starting. Strange...being so timid was out of character for him

-It will be a gradual thing, so slow you don’t even realize things have changed until you find yourself settled across his lap, playing with your hair as he stares down at your face with an unreadable expression. This...tenderness, quiet should unnerve you, it wasn’t like him. He was aggressive, loud, brash...violent. You shouldn’t be trusting him like this. Yet you still found yourself melting into his touch. Somehow, you knew he wouldn’t hurt you. 

-That moment changes everything, as long as you play your cards right, behave and don’t set him off he’ll start bringing you things. You don’t ask where they come from, you ignore the bloodstains that sometimes comes on any furniture he brings you. You kiss his cheek and thank him. He smirks at you, grabbing your waist and tells you he thinks he deserves more than that after dragging that shit all the way out here.

-Any thoughts of using this new found power over him are gone, along with thoughts of asking him to let you go, or even trying to escape during the brief times where he leaves you alone for longer than a few hours. You are...content. As you can be. Maybe its Stockholm syndrome sinking in, the pure terror of seeing what he did to others that betrayed him, or the punishments that were beaten into your very core. It didn’t matter anyways, you were never going to escape

-When did this become your new normal?

[tohokuu]

PLEASE— UHHH THE WHOLE ATEEZ GROUP AKFKWK ALSO, M SO DYSLEXIC I MEANT 26 AND 9 SKDMSM (you don't need to answer since you already answered one from me smdnsn only if you want to lolskdk)

i'll answer it regardless and YEAH YOU'RE RIGHT LMAOAOA

i don't think i can choose who i'd fuck from that group, so ot8 it is

and 26 and 9 uhhh

26. What are your favourite parts/features on each gender you’re attracted to?

okay so for guys, hands, shoulders, neck, collarbone and biceps... IDK I CAN’T PICK-

theres always the muscular thigh dudes, bicep dudes, IDEK but anyone that resembles wonho, i’ll take LOL 

i’ll go with muscular thighs 

9. What’s your darkest fantasy?

are we talking like stuff thats immoral or heavy bdsm ?? idek but i’ll go with what i’m assuming

i think i wanna try out fire during sex, i’m a heavy sadist so maybe holding it up to his skin just so he can feel the heat really closely. definitely not touch him tho, i’m not THAT mean nor would i wanna scar his pretty skin so. wax play too, i wanna pour it on his chest while he’s restrained and watch him whine lol <3 

nsfw ask game 

[amoosewritesfanfic]

21: knife play

[+18]

[Tomura Shigaraki x Pro Hero female reader]

[PLEASE READ THE WARNING VERY IMPORTANT STUFF THATS WHY IT'S SO FREAKEN BIG AND RED]

[Warning: some rough sex, knife play that results in lots of blood, shiggys a big ass sadist in this. So just be warned this is probably gonna be gorey so just like be super warned, but keep in mind the quirk and all that jazz that's been mentioned. If you don't like blood, don't read it! I'm warning you if you get triggered by blood and knife play!! Also death so... yeah

So skip it if you don't like it please. 🌺]

[Y'all know I don't own any characters or art and as always all credit goes to original creators]

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You were bound, your arms were behind your back and your legs were being held apart by a chain.

You didn't make a witty remark as you usually would, something about this situation was... dangerous, Shigaraki was at times unpredictable and you definitely didn't want to risk anything to piss him off.

"Ya' know Y/N, I didn't think you were so easy to capture, what being one of the best heroes and all..." Shigaraki trailed off as he eyed you in your casual clothes which consisted of a black skirt, thigh high stockings and a red shirt.

Your hair left loose and a beautiful red lipstick covering your lips.

"What do you want with me...?" You dared to question.

Your wrists were in pain from trying to pull out of the ropes holding you down.

"Hmm~ that is the question now isn't it? I admire you honestly. You're one of the most honest heroes, kinda like All Might, but better. You don't take any of the money given to you for your own selfish desires and you work behind the scenes, but your presence is so well known as a hero no villain has dared to come against you~" he cooed, digging into his coat pocket, pulling out a pocket knife.

Your body tensed slightly as you narrowed your eyes at the villain.

The blade lifting your chin so he could get you to look up into his crimson hues or as means to threaten you into not trying anything.

"And I want to use you, gods I want to use this pretty little face of yours to scare the other heroes and scum into accepting their new fate!" As he spoke he brought the knife down, cutting open the shirt to expose your breasts being held up by a simple black laced bralette.

"And what fate might that be Shigaraki...? You don't think that I would actually comply with such a request." As you spoke Shigaraki grinned, running his free hand through his hair, being sure to keep his hair out of his face so you could get a good look at his face as he knelt down.

"You'll comply Y/N, because if you don't a lot of unnecessary innocents will die and as a hero isn't it your duty to protect them?" He asked, you growled quietly and he grinned.

"The fate that they will be facing is none other than serving under me, see that bastard overhaul had the idea right, but he couldn't pull it off. He couldn't see the bigger picture." The blue haired male paused, this time cutting off the skirt you wore, exposing a simple black laced panties to match your bralette.

"Turn that little concoction into a gas, spread it out far and wide. It'll cause riots and they'll all come crawling out of the woodworks... all those fake shitty heroes. Their excuses would be that they don't have quirks so they can't do their duty... but someone like you. You'd be fine after all you don't have a quirk do you?" Your eyes widened.

You did have a quirk, but your quirk was useless unless you died.

Your quirk was reincarnation.

"No no... wait you do have a quirk don't you?" He asked, the blade dragging along your stomach gently but he pulled it back dragging the blade down your wrists drawing blood, making you clench your jaw.

You didn't answer him.

"Your quirk, I started noticing a pattern while looking through your files, you were always on the brink of death or announced dead but a few days later you were alive by some miracle. Your quirk is reincarnation."

'Fuck' was the only thought running through your mind.

"It's useful... see we're gonna use it... we're gonna fake your death and then kill you again... and again and again until you give up~ until you become my mindless servant~ well you'll still have your brains and whatnot but you won't have a free will." He brought the blade down cutting off the bralette now, the blade leaving a trail of red between your breasts.

"And... oh wow I'm gonna mark every inch of this body..." he mumbled as he shifted you slightly back, exposing your stomach.

The blade dragging along your skin, it was going deep and you were doing your best to bite back any noises that threatened to escape but you couldn't.

You cried out in pain as he carved his name into your stomach.

Crimson liquid dripping from the wound and pooling beneath you.

"See I'm not gonna kill you, not yet... I wanna toy with you..." he said.

Standing up slowly.

Watching you pant as crimson stained your panties, stockings and skin.

"I wanna see how far I can push you until you beg for death or maybe you're a masochist." He trailed off for a moment as he dragged the blade along your chest, drawing blood making you wince slightly.

His fingers, except one, pushed your hair out of your face before he cupped your cheek looking down at you, keeping his pinky lifted.

"What a pathetic hero... crying from a few minor wounds..." he mumbled trailing his thumb over your pouting lip.

"This could change into pleasure if you just agree..." he mumbled, that was a lie.

You knew it, he was gonna kill you.

But you nodded. You dont know what you agreed too, your brain was becoming muffled, any words he spoke you could barely make out in that second.

His hand reached down and decayed the chains holding you down.

You were too shaky to move as he helped you up, you couldn't concentrate, the pain was too much, blood and sweat mixing together burnt so fucking badly.

He had removed his jacket now, he had on a white shirt, but in your pained haze you didn't notice he was hard until you felt it pressing against your blood covered panties, his white shirt staining red with your blood.

You were sitting on a bed an old bed by the looks of it, one that had barely been used but you knew it was old because they hadn't made a mattress like this in some time.

"Hmm...~" he hummed as he ripped off the panties and pulled out his cock, his tip brushing against your pussy folds making you whimper.

You didn't understand what was going on with your body, you thought you'd be feeling pain especially a stinging sensation from your wounds but... no, instead you felt nothing but pleasure, especially since Shigaraki had buried himself deep inside you.

Placing kisses along your throat as he started bouncing up up and down on his cock, your hands tugging a little at his hair as he had you bounce.

Watching your perky breasts bounce along with you.

"Hmm~ theres a good girl just like that~" he cooed as he bounced you faster in his lap, his free hand had a grip on the pocket knife, but you were to wrapped up in your own pleasure to realise or even feel the cold, bloodied blade pressing against your throat.

The moment you two had gotten close to your orgasms was the moment he dragged the blade across your throat, slitting it, bloody instantly gushing out.

This sensation... gods you couldn't describe it.

It was a new level of ecstasy, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you were basically gargling your blood which spilt from your throat your hands trying to stop the bleeding but you couldn't you couldn't focus your orgasm mixed with death felt way too good, your entire body gave a few more jolts and twitches before you actually blacked out.

Going into that void between life and death as if your soul was resting for a brief moment.

...

When you had woken up, or rather shot up gasping for air, your hands moving for your throat as you tried to feel if the wound was still there...

You were in a different room from the one where you were killed, Shigaraki no where to be seen but you were naked. Some dried blood still staining your fingers and some parts of your body.

"You're awake, that's just wonderful~" he hummed.

"Two days and you're all healed up." He hummed.

"How was dying and cumming?" he asked as he brought a glass of water over to you which you accepted happily chugging it down instantly.

"Good..." you answered trailing off.

Good?

That was your answer?

You should have been trying to escape to get away from him... why were you sitting here acting like he hadn't just killed you.

"I heard that's the best form of ecstasy, a shame I can't try it~" he said with a chuckle.

"Relax Y/N, theres no reason for you to leave yet right?"

"I... no. I don't." You answered truthfully.

You didn't need to leave.

"Good girl~ I'll take good care of you~" he hummed.

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[Also I'm basing this off of that really messed up hentai Euphoria 👀 if you know... you know mate, also please don't kill your s/o while you fucking lmao it's not very plus ultra. Also this is fictional. So... JUST FICTIONAL MATE, also if you read the entire thing well done.]