#and i figure fuck it im going to ignore him. and he keeps screaming but goes quiet after i havent moved in a while

[waywardsalt]

one of these days ill probably write some little fic thing abt some scene from linebecks childhood esp since ive been thinking abt it and havent really touched up my ideas for it in a while, but besides one about linebeck and damien initially meeting and bonding over linebeck cutting damien’s hair short for him, i think i want to do one more abt linebeck first meeting the two pirates that teach him about sailing and halfway raise him, though it’s less a formal meeting and more linebeck just wandering onto their ship as a kid and dodging the attempts of the crew to catch him while he pokes around

[chiistarri]

imsoo normal about guys byw

[oldmenthusiast]

mdni 18+ content

old!logan howlett x fem younger reader

warnings ★ large age gap — reader is 20+ — fingering — use of ‘kid’ from logan — smut — he likes being called mister howlett yes he does

note ★ it's 3am and I'm ovulating, im sorry 4 mistakes I wrote this in a rush weewoo. this is low-key short so just enjoy

no sounds occupied the barn except your soft panting and the wet squelching that emitted from between your legs. logan held you closely as you sat on his lap, your back facing his chest. one of his hands was gripping your wrists together while his other hand disappeared beneath your white nightdress. “this is the last time. you can't come back after today.” you were familiar with that line of his. he had spoken it too many times and each time you'd ignore it as you appeared in his doorstep, asking for something. sugar, honey, salt. anything. logan had figured you out like an open book but he still opened that damn door to you, he still invited you in and he still guided you in his barn where he supposedly had more supplies. in reality he didn't even remember what you'd asked of him in the first place. your curious fingers lifted your dress up just to expose your bareness below the waist. you observed with needy eyes as logan’s three digits disappeared into your soppy cunt, coming out wetter than ever each time. you shifted a little in his lap when he picked up the pace and you threw your head back, your shaky fingers reaching to grip anything; but specifically his thighs. “please don't stop.” you pleaded out loud when he curled those fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot. logan resumed fucking you with his fingers fast and deep, the tips of them slightly curled to assault that sensitive bulge of nerves within you. “mister howlett.” you panted softly and the formality scratched his brain in a damn good way. having you speak to him as if he wasn't making you a mess with his own fingers was the highlight of this. “let go. it's okay, sweetheart. I got you.” he whispered as his lips brushed against your ear. you purposely twisted your head to look at him and logan couldn't resist how close your lips were. you whined against his mouth as those fingers moved within you, twisting and thrusting, until your thighs were a trembling mess. a final brush of his calloused palm against your clit set everything off and your eyes rolled back. “that’s it.” he murmured through gritted teeth as you came hard, your entire body shaking on top of his own as your fingers clutched at his thighs with desperation. logan silenced your scream with a deep kiss which you happily returned despite the exhaustion settling in your bones. he released your wrists and stared at the space between your legs knowingly as you moved your free hands to logan’s wrist. he shuddered when you used your hands to shove his fingers deeper within you, as if they weren't already buried to the hilt. “a little more.” you pleaded against his lips and logan felt his heart beating in a certain way he wished to ignore. he remained like that, his bulge nestled against your bare ass beneath that dress, and his fingers unmoving inside you but keeping you full. you stayed like that until logan was regretfully helping you up and urging you away. it wouldn't be right for you to be seen with him, he'd remind you. “goodbye, mister howlett.” you so sweetly wished with that pretty smile and all logan could do was watch with strained trousers as you did your best to keep your dress modest.

he was the worst man. logan was certain of it as you appeared in his door step the next day and repeated another rehearsed sentence. “good morning, mister howlett. do you happen to have any honey left?” your eyes sparkled as they looked at him and logan weighed out his options of telling you to disappear or at least pushing you away nicely. “‘m sure I got more honey in the barn, kid.” i’m a weak man, logan thought as he ignored his mind again and entered the barn with you. when those large doors closed, he wondered if it'll ever stop.

[jkholmes]

And then there were.... ! Part 1

These last 3 months of your pregnancy were difficult your bump was large, too large for 8 months pregnant, you looked like you were closer to ten. You had heard the speculation around the court the sly whispers that you were probably pregnant before your wedding to Prince Aemond 8 months ago. You were trying to cuckold him with a bastard. Though Aemond paid no heed to these taunts. He knew you were a maiden on your wedding night his cock had borne the evidence. There was no way the child was not his own. He figured you were probably carrying twins as they ran in the family and the Maesters said it was most likely.

You sat in your apartments resting for the afternoon as you had taken to do lately. You held your large stomach and softly spoke to the love within "im sure they must be at least 2 of you in there".

Suddenly you felt a rush of liquid pool in your skirts your water had broken and Aemond was away.

"Help" you screamed when the chambermaid came in to see you and immediately rushed out to fetch the queen and the midwives.

Elsewhere flying high across Westeros atop Vhagar, Aemond headed north when the dragon made a sharp turn backwards. No matter how much he demanded and veered for recourse she headed straight back in the direction of kings landing. She had never disobeyed before, something must be wrong. Upon their landing above the Red Keep Aemond heard the piercing noise of his beloved screaming. Vhagar was right, you were in labour.

Your bedroom door burst open and your husband rushed to your side his handsome face contorted in worry. "My beloved I am here"

"Push princess, push" chanted Alicent.

"I am fucking pushing" you sneered and through gritted teeth you pushed out a head from your body. Aemond watched you in awe and anticipation as you pushed the rest of the little one from yourself to a mewling cry fom the babe.

"A Prince my love" uttered Aemond as he held the bundle who already sported a tuft of white hair, close to his chest and your saw a tear fall from his eye. As you ascended euphoria and reached out for your son a sharp pain hit you just like before and your screamed, "Aemond another is coming"

Passing his son to his mother and thinking how the rumour spreaders could go fuck themselves he came to your side, again holding your hand.

"You can do this my beloved once more"

"Fuck you Aemond!

"You did my love, thats why we are here" he commented.

"Aemond" hissed alicent.

You pushed again and out came a head followed by a body and a little cry filled the room once more.

"Another Prince! my darling, my love" said Aemond.

As your body fell back to the pillows you demanded to hold your little princes. They were placed into your arms and you wondered at them. Aemond at your side he could not decide who to stare at more you or his sons.

As you placed your sons against your breast and offered yourself to them they latched onto you and began to feed.

Pain, another pain you hissed "no it can't be!...... Aemond take them" he quickly took the boys from your arms as they wailed from their disturbed feed.

"What is it my love?"

"Again! again! there's another!!!"

"Are you sure my beloved??" Questioned Aemond.

"Yes I'm fucking sure!! its my vagina!!!" You snapped.

You writhed and screamed during what was hopefully, the last labour and ignoring your fatigue, at long last you birthed the child. The head followed by the body as Aemond locked eyes with you and fell to his knees.

"What is it? what's wrong?" You pleaded. Then you heard the cry and finally released the breath you had not known you'd been holding.

"Another Prince my dear" called Alicent

And from the floor still on his knees in worship of you and pure disbelief "the three headed dragon" whispered Aemond.

His sons, his dragons! Just like the targaryen sigil.

[cottoncandyswisherz]

the sidequest

nick x male!reader (obviously)

warnings: nothing

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it was graduation night. THANK GOD. nick was in the backyard of someone he did not know with his friends, taking in the feeling of finally being free from the chains of high school when he felt a tap on his shoulder. immediately frightened, he let out a shriek and turned around swiftly.

"holy shit! why are you screaming?!" you asked, having been shocked by him yourself.

"why the fuck would you creep up behind me like a fucking psychopath?!" nick asked his own question in his defense.

"i don't know but why are we yelling?"

this made nick come to his senses and he began taking you in bit by bit, examining every feature he had access to.

tall. black hair. brown eyes. pretty teeth. slight stubble.

he was snapped out of his thoughts by his friends laughing and telling him they'd find him later.

no crushes on the most obvious straight guy, nick. NONE!

you decided to go back to your original approach, trying to be suave and cool. "look, im sorry for scaring you." you flashed a smile and stuck your hand out as an olive branch. "i'm y/n."

nick hid his attraction to your smile by looking at you quizzically and accepting your handshake. "nick."

"i know who you are." you laughed. "you were in my english class first semester."

nick arched an eyebrow and "so why are you just now speaking to me?"

"because when alahna was telling you about how cameron brinks ghosted her, you said, and i quote "i'd never talk to the bums at this school." so i figured, since i don't go to this school anymore, i can get to know you." you flashed yet another smile.

"so.... youre.... a homosexual?" nick was in shock. this couldn't be happening. this HAD to be satire.

"i believe they call it 'gay' these days." you laughed at his wording. "but if that how you wanna put it, then yes, nick. im a homosexual."

fuck. the way you said his fucking name....

nick was ripped out of his thoughts.

"so... would you wanna make a side quest with me? i gotta go to 7/11 for cups because i'm the only sober one and the dummies wanna play beer pong."

"uh..." nick turned to look at his brothers and friends who were all in their own conversation without him. fuck it we ball. "sure but you hav to drive because i don't have a license."

"youre 18 with no license?"

nick rolled his eyes. "don't piss me off, you were doing great."

"oh i was?" you smirked and lifted an eyebrow, stepping closer to him.

nick felt an assault on his senses and he inhaled in shock at your close proximity. but he only made matters worse when he smelled your cologne.

subtle. woodsy.

he had to get the fuck away from you.

"okay just let me go tell them i'm leaving for a second." he said quickly, then walked away promptly.

he walked up to his group, who were laughing about something that was probably so idiotic. when he approached them, they immediately stopped what they were doing and waited for nick to go on a tangent about the attractive guy he was just getting friendly with.

but he didn't. he simply said, "we're going to 7/11. what do you want?" and of course he was met with an array of requests that he couldn't keep up with so he groaned and said "just text the groupchat."

five minutes later and nicks in the passenger seat of a vehicle with someone he'd just met, and he couldn't even bring himself to care.

y/n connected the bluetooth and hit shuffle on his playlist but turned the volume to barely audible.

so he wants to talk....

"so rate your personal 'just graduated high school' experience."

"definately a 10/10. me and my brothers have a youtube channel so now that we're done with school we can fully focus on that."

"yeah, i heard about that. you guys are pretty big right?"

"i mean we have a plaque so..."

y/n laughed at the confirmation.

they rode in blissful ignorance of the rest of the world. talking about everything and nothing at all at the same time.

"no, planet her is superior to scarlet in everyway" y/n argued.

"you have to be joking. scarlet was her comeback. it was proof that she still has it and doesnt give a fuck about the haters who claim to be supporters."

"true. i guess it all depends on how you view music." y/n spoke. "when i'm listening to music i'm looking for relatability. i think i just relate to planet her more right now because it has everything, turn up music, sad music, and that's where i'm at right now... all over the place."

"you can fucking say that again." nick agreed. "i have no idea what the fuck is going on most of the time."

time went on and it seemed like 7/11 was a forgotten dream between the two.

"i'm a d1 ranch hater..." nick admitted after they'd stopped for nuggets and y/n asked for ranch as his dipping sauce.

"fucking psycho"

and that was the end of that debate.

"where do you think you'll be in 10 years?" y/n asked.

"um.. hopefully alive, yknow? that would be ideal."

"right."

"i hope i'm more independent. i wanna have more personal experiences that don't have anything to do with matt or chris." y/n just nodded because his sister was four years younger than him so he couldn't relate, but he wanted nick to know that he understood. "and i pray i'll have gotten my license. um.... i want a house, just by myself. i want to just have my own space. maybe a dog... i don't really know."

"what kind of dog?"

"something small. i have one now, his names trevor."

"i have a pit. her names roxie and she's the laziest creature known to man."

nick laughed at that. "no trevor's lazy too. but he's older now so i guess he's earned the lazy bum title."

"true that."

finally they reached 7/11.

it wasn't that cold outside because it was the end of may but it was a bit windy, which nick vocalized, resulting in y/n taking off his hoodie and handing it to him.

i know you think this was a cute gesture but you're wrong. it was a sexy gesture.

when y/n raised his arms, his shirt rode up a bit, so nick could see the bottom of his stomach and the small tuft of hair leading to the waistband of his sweats damn near had nick foaming at the mouth.

"here." y/n handed nick the hoodie, snapping him out of his vulgar thoughts.

entering the store nick and y/n went their separate ways, y/n getting the cups and nick getting the snacks for his friends. when they got to counter nick waited for y/n to pay for the cups only to be told, "put your stuff on the counter."

and that was that.

back in the car, they didn't really talk. just listened to music and sat in a comfortable silence. 

when nick and y/n got back to the party, nicks group was curious to know what the fuck went on in the hour they were gone and y/ns friends wanted to know why he took an hour to get solo cups. so they went their separate ways and continued having fun with their friends. 

but the rest of the night, nick couldn't forget the fact that y/n never asked for his number or anything so how the fuck were they ever gonna talk again. 

and they had to talk again.

but y/n never came up to him. never even looked in his direction.

and my the time nick sent the "my crew let's go!" text to the groupchat, he'd convinced himself that this awesome guy he'd just went on an adventure with was a one time experience. 

until... 

niyah speaks sum slight finally did my taglist guys yaya

taglist: @mattslolita @muwapsturniolo @jnkvivi @sturnsslut @zniyadgaf @koilaniazul @thisisntmattsturniolo @nyktoxs-lover @l0akkzz

[iamalily]

"Im a demon"

WARNING ⚠ (MINORS DNI)

devilxhumam | spanking | choking

Size kink | petnames | softdomsoob

Slight bdsm |???

(Let me know if i missed something)

This is my first smut fic, so hopefully you enjoy it!! 🍓

You were laying in bed, it was past 2am and you couldn't sleep, thinking back about what your friends said about how you were really supposed to get your back blown before you leave college

"Man fuck this" you exclaim sick of it, you go to your app store and download tinder, making a profile for yourself, not even a 30 minutes in, you start getting matches

Your bio was quite interesting actually...really catching the attention of lots of people that come across your page

"Just need a good fuck, don't care who, jeez i don't even care if its the devil himself"

And so you fall asleep, not expecting to wake up so soon since you were really tired

Hearing weird noises your eyes slowly start to flutter open, you swear you heard someone just talk to you, whisper your name...you swear you felt someone's breath on your neck

"Hey little one"

You scream out in fear, quickly getting a hand over your mouth that wasn't really yours, you thought you might get kidnapped or killed, maybe it was robbers, or maybe it wasn't such a good idea to also put your location in your bio in tinder, maybe the devil himself might show up..

And so he did.

"Keep quiet for me hm? Wouldn't want to alarm your roommates, now im going to take my hand off your mouth and you'll do me a favor and keep quiet okay baby?" You agreed quickly nodding your head, as he takes his hand off your mouth,the first thing you feel is something soft touching your lips

You push him away with all your might,Seriously who does this guy think he is, before you could even start lashing out at him

"Im soobin, a demon...of many things in fact but tonight I'll be the demon of lust" he exclaims proud with a sly grin on his face

"A... A demon? You won't kill me? Or..eat me? Are you here to take me to hell?" You flood him with all sorts of questions, scared of what will happen next, you move backwards, curling under your blanket which was thrown to the side not so long ago

Soobin chuckles, smirking as he looks at your tiny figure scrambling away from him

"I won't hurt you...unless you like that..and im not going to eat you, only your pussy of course-"

Y/N cuts him off with a sound that sounded quite like a hiccup, blushing from his words, you move forward again, sitting on the near edge of your bed now, looking up to him..'.he's..really handsome..and tall...' You think to yourself

"I am indeed handsome and tall"

You hear from what seems like the guy standing in front of you that you were just thinking about...

"Can...you read my mind or something...that's so weird..what if i thought something dirty, that would traumatize you sir"

he leans into you, his face inches from yours

"do me a favor hm? I promise ill let you go once we are done" he completely ignores your words, you nod your head, scared to death but you're dumb enough to listen, and besides, if you were gonna die then it would have already happened, so you gotta try this one in a lifetime situation that you're in

He smiles at you, moving in closer

"Open your mouth wide and close your eyes." You obey immediately, afraid of what he might be planning on doing,his tongue brushes against yours, your breathing slightly getting heavier by his sudden actions, you begin kissing back against him,as he pushes you more into the mattress with all his weight, pulling you towards him as you continue kissing him, his hands move down your body slowly, his fingers begin tracing their way around your lower torso, down to your thighs...

his hands start to move down, you can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter by the thought of getting caught..of what he might do to you, every touch, every finger caress making you want more

His lips trail down your neck, letting his hot breath hit your skin

"Soobin" He whispers softly

Huh...

"My name is soobin, remember it"

He moves his hand down, placing it on your thigh, rubbing your leg slowly

"well hey now, dont worry, no harm will come to you, this is gonna be fun, we're gonna get each other nice and hot.." you could tell he was just teasing you, it took everything in your power to not run screaming for the hills, yet here you were, completely aroused by the guy

"Thats if you dont scare me away..." you chuckle nervously

"Shit baby" he chuckles again

he brings his hands back up, slowly slipping them inside your pajama bottoms, brushing against your bare skin

You bite your lip, sighing softly, your heart racing at his touch, his fingers trailing along your slit gently, causing you to moan loudly, squirming under his touch

"So sensitive, princess,you gotta be quiet" he laughs

you roll your eyes at his comment, shutting your eyes tight as he slides a finger into your tight pussy

you could hear him groan out, unable to help yourself ,you grind down on his palm softly

Smirking,he moves down,his tongue suddenly runs over your clit, causing you to moan out loudly, not knowing what's gotten into you,you were never this sensitive or needy before,pulling up your shirt exposing your small tits to him with a slight embarrassed look on your face

He smirks, reaching up grabbing a handful of your breasts roughly making you squirm

His tongue swirling around your clit, you let out another loud moan, digging your nails into his back as he pushes two fingers inside you

"Shh baby" He chuckles before leaning in, holding your hips down as he devours your pussy, wet sloppy sounds are heard and loud moans coming from your side, soobin moves his hand upwards putting it over your mouth to muffle your sounds which only made you louder

"Stop soobin" You start whining, it being intense since it's been a while

"what baby? Can't handle it? "

"Lets try something new shall we?" you ask him breathlessly, pushing him onto his back, straddling him as you reach up running your hands through his hair

"Let me ride you.." you beg him "please soobin" he looks confused for a second "why? What are you talking about? This is supposed to be me pleasing you" you shake your head at him trying to get him to comply

"Ohhh honey....fine, but I'm still in charge"

"We'll see about that pretty boy" you grin, looking deep into his eyes "you're a very confusing human being, i like it" he answers, somehow intrigued by your actions and words..

You start grinding on his dick softly, slowly speeding up by the second, his cock getting hard as he tries to muffle his moans, pretending as if he doesn't want this too

With a snap of his fingers, he is fully undressed and so are you, sitting on his lap just like before just nothing covering you guys now, you feel his tip slightly touch your thigh and your eyes widen by its size, hands slightly trembling as you never really dealt with someone as big as him

"Soobin..." - "don't worry, I'll be gentle"

You contemplate for a while before taking him in your hands, jerking him off for a while before trying to put him inside you, you feel his tip prodding at your hole, shutting your eyes closed as you let out high pitched whimpers, trying to take more than you actually could

"Come on, I'm sure you could do better, take some more not just the tip" he grabs onto your waist pushing you down on his cock further, his cock now almost fully buried inside your warm folds, tears brimming at your eyes as you try to pull yourself together, slowly moving up and down on him, your hands flat on his chest, as you can't help but start crying from the mix of pain and pleasure coursing through your body

"Soobin~ it's too big" you mumbled out, embarrassed

"Shh it's okay, let me help a bit" he slightly lifts his legs and suddenly starts thrusting upwards into your core, falling forward as you lay on his chest, your moans get louder as you try to squirm away from him but he holds you tightly against him, snapping his fingers once again, there's suddenly rope around your hands, keeping them together behind your back so you won't push him away, his thrusts speeding up as your moans get louder, small groans from him

"Fuck...you're sound so pretty for me, do you wanna cum?"

You nod like the pathetic slut you are,he moves his hand down to your ass, giving it a hard smack before continuing to abuse your tiny cunt

"Fuck.. Soobin..gonna cum" you squeak out, your voice starting to slightly go away when his hand trails up to wrap around your throat, thrusting up into you and hitting your g-spot, it was too much for you, you couldn't control yourself as your body starts shaking softly and your pussy clenches, you came, moaning loudly and not caring who heard you, it's been way to long to keep quiet

Soobins thrusts slowing down as cum leaks out of your whole, took quite a moment for you to process what just happened

"Wait...you didn't cum-"

"I did...inside of you doll"

You blush at the thought of having babies with this random stranger you just fucked with, not understanding why you asked the following question but you did anyways

"Will you come back soobin?"

"I'll see you tomorrow again, maybe this time we should get to actually know each other,and do delete your tinder profile"

You smile, somehow relieved you got to meet him...and you're wondering what this will lead to..

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AAAAA hopefully it was okay, anyways THANK YOU FOR READING!! what should i do next? 👀 idk...but we'll see~

- Lily

[captainsarahscratches]

Thin Walls

Reader and Kenny Omega are staying the night at a friend house unexpectedly. Ruining their plans for the evening.However, Kenny disagrees and convinces Reader that they can still have some fun.

....................

Kenny Omega x Fem Reader

SMUT, Muffling, Light Choking, Taboo Sex, Quasi-Public Sex, Anal Play, Degradation : Slut, Whore, Cunt, Potential Caught in the Act Scenarios

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"damnit, I knew I should have taken the car in yesterday." You said as your engine failed to turn over yet again. "I told you, you can't ignore a check engine light y/n." Rolling your eyes and mimicking his voice "YoU cAnT IgnOrE the LigHt, Im Kenny And I know things blah blah blah"

Chuckling, "Come on baby, let's get inside. It's starting to rain. Let's see if Matt is okay with us staying a bit longer until we can figure something out." Wrapping his arm around you, you lock your car. He looks down at you, "What? Worried someone is gonna steal it? It can't even move." You laughed, cheerishing the fact he can still make you laugh in a shitty situation.

You go to knock at the door but the door swung open and Matt said to get inside quickly as the rain was getting worse very fast. "Get inside, car won't start?"

"Someone ignored her engine light for too long." As he gently nudged you with his arm, "Can we stay a little longer until we can get someone out here?"

"Dude, just stay the night. Its pouring outside and it's almost midnight anyway. No one is coming out in this shit. We have an extra room." As he was explaining himself Matt's wife Dana handed you a stack of towels, "You're staying. I'm not letting you two drive in this."

You just smiled and said thank you. You continued on to settle in. After saying goodnight to Dana and Matt you laid in bed beside Kenny.

"Well, I know this isn't what we had planned for tonight but I'm glad we didn't have to drive in this." he said as he flipped through channels stopping on the weather channel showing the severity of the storm.

Sighing you replied, "I know, but I was looking forward to tonight. I love when you play with my ass" He cocked an eyebrow in your direction. "And what makes you think that isn't happening?'' He turned over to hover over your body, his hand tracing the skin of your thigh. You were shocked, did he actually just suggest what you think he did? "Ken, we can't do that here."

"And why not? We have this nice big bed to ourselves and a storm outside always gets you in the mood. What was it you said? Drowns out your moans for the neighbors?" He started to lay kisses on the nape of your neck.

You moaned softly at his touch but caught yourself. "Exactly why we can't do that here. You know how loud I am, and especially when you train my ass. I dont want then to hear."

Sucking harder on your neck whispering gruffly in your ear, "What dont want Matt to hear how good I fuck you? How I make you scream for more. Listen to the absolutely filthy fucking moans you let out when I fuck you senseless as I thumb your little virgin ass." He smacks your ass hsrd making you yelp and roll towards him trying to stifle your moans. "That's exactly what I dont want." You lay on top of him staring into his eyes, his arms wrapped around holding you tight, his cock hard and against your core. You can't help but to bite your lip looking at your man kike this.

"See there it is..."

"What?"

His hand gently cups your neck, "See you love the idea of being caught. I can see it in your eyes. But you're right, you're too loud. But I can fix that." His grip becomes tighter. "See we'll make it a game. Lets see how long you can keep yourself quiet. If you're quiet, I fuck you until we cum and kiss you good night like my sweet little girl filled with daddy's cum.... But if you start to make a scene and scream as I fuck you, well.... I won't be as sweet. Because baby, if you let them hear you, you're going to let them know exactly how good I fuck you."

Befor you could even respond you felt his length thrust into you, causing you to moan and bite your lip harshly. Kenny's hand cupped your cheek.

"Oh this will be fun. Won't it Sweetheart?"

you could only desperately nod, not daring to open your mouth.

"Mmm good girl"

His already darken eyes look up at you as he starts to suck hard on your breast, turning into little bites, making sure to mark you. You can see a smirk on his face, as his hand reaches back to your throat, gently bringing you face to face with him. "Now see, why am I not surprised that you cant keep quiet darling? Huh? One little bite and you're already moaning. What are we going to do about that?" His lips millimeters from your ear, his breath on your neck, you pussy clenching around his cock with every word. "Aww I can feel how bad you need me baby. Your little cunt is begging for me." He starts to flex his cock inside of you, causing you to bury your face in his shoulder. Grabing your hair he bring your head up again, "Do I need to find a way to shut your mouth for you?" You look at him with needy eyes. "Yes, Sir" you whisper quietly.

Bouncing on his cock, biting your lip so hard you think might bleed. "Lets get rid of this though, let me see my beautiful girl" He strips you of the shirt Dana loaned you, instantly encapsulating your nipple in his mouth... Causing you to break your silence. "Oh fuck yes..."

"On your knees."

You looked up at him with excitement, slowly stroking his cock in your hand. Taking time before placing a soft kiss on the tip of his cock, swiping your tongue slowly up his length. "That's a good girl, show me how much you can take down that pretty little mouth of yours" You smiled as you took him inrto your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and running your tongue on the shaft of his dick.

He dropped his head backwards, growling at the feeling. "Fuck Y/N... Such a good fucking Slut for me" It was then, when it clicked in your mind.

This wasn't about you not being loud, this was a contest to see who made who break first. You hummed around his cock with an mischievous look in your eyes. Kenny inhaled deeply laughing quietly to himself as he realized what you were thinking. "No, now this is about you. Be a good girl, and. Fuckkk" You starting to bob your head up and down vigorously, stroking his length as you came up, taking his length to the back of your throat, softly gagging around him. But it didn't stop you. You wanted to be the reason he came undone.

He pulled you to your feet flipped you around and bent you over the bed, hand on you shoulders to keep you down. "Yeah, baby? You want to suck me like a little whore? You're going to get fucked like a little whore." He spread ypur ass apart, smacking it hard and without any build up slammed into yoh. Gucking you harder with every thrust. You bit onto the pillow, but Kenny ripped it away, throwing it on the floor. Leaving you on an empty bed with nothing to muffle you.

"God damnit y/n, fuck... Suck that fucking cock." He inhaled quickly, taking your hair in his hand thrusting into your mouth. "Yeah, you want to suck my cock like a little whore? huh? Being such a sneaky little slut for me. Thinking that your going to make me wake up the house?? Not tonight darling. Come here"

"Let me hear you. Tell me who's my little slut?"

"I am"

He smacks your ass again.

"Who??"

"I am your little slut, daddy"

He leans over you, whispering in your ear.

"That's right baby, I love when you act like a little slut for me. Taking Daddy's cock so well in your little cunt. Letting me use you no matter where we are. You dont even care that Matt can hear right now do you?" He felt your walls clench around his cock again "Oh so you like that he can dont you? Well if thats the case, let's let him hear what we've been training for. Oh and don't hold back. I want them to hear how my sweet little y/n is a dirty fucking whore for me, and only me. I want you to make them so horny with your moans that we hear them fucking too. Yeah, you want everyone to know how much you live my cock don't you baby?"

With that, you felt his thumb press into your asshole and that was it. Loudly you moaned out "FUCK DADDY, YES" You couldn't hold it any longer you were moaning into the matress to no avail of covering your moans. Kenny loved it and you could feel it. He started to finger your ass faster and deeper and thrusting himself ruthlessly deep into you. Your orgasm was uncontrollable and with little warning. You came around his cock, making a mess of the two of you and the sheets of the bed.

Kenny couldn't hold back much longer. He removed his hand your ass and gripped both sides of you hips so hard, you started to bruise. Throught gritted teeth, eyes shut, head falling into your back "Fuck y/n, God you're so fucking tight."

Smacking your ass over abd over again, leaving your ass red and wanting more.

"Fuckk baby you're going to make me cum."

You looked over your shoulder getting the best look you could of him.

"Do it, Cum for me Kenny. Cum inside me, Breed me Daddy. I need it, Let me be a good little slut for you."

Kenny yelled out in euphoria. Grunting loudly as he fought to keep fucking you through his orgasm. His cum flood and overflowing your cunt. He was sweating and breathing hard, after a moment he pulled out of you. Hands on your ass and bent dow you clean up the mess he made. Something he had never done befoe, making you gasp and like second nature grind your ass against him. He started to take the mess and spread it over you fingered asshole, sliding his middle finger inside one more time. "Yeah, Im going to make this ass mine tomorrow. At home, so I can hear you properly moan out."

Moments passed and he helped clean you both up and settle into bed properly. Snuggling up againdt him, the two of you still coming down from your high. You said "I'm honestly surprised we didn't wake them after that." Before Kenny could even respond, you both heard a distant moan from the other room accompanied by a rhythmic thumping against the wall.

Kenny looked so surprised and giddy as he said

"See, I told you. Your moans are so fucking hot thwy get everyone horny. 😃" You laughed softlt slapped his chest. "Shut up, you dont know that's what happened."

"Matt you're not putting anything in my ass!" "Fine, I'm sorry"

You look at each other and smile but then it hits you both how thin the walls actually are....

Breakfast will be very interesting tomorrow.

[starryredpandawrites]

Im craving angst…

What would happen if gent found Bendy and Audrey exists? (In the real world)

Ask and you shall receive. You and @gothic-mothic-topic would get along, lol

It would be real bad. Tempted to leave it at that as a joke but I'm not mean 😉

Let's say Gent goes after them while Audrey is at work. They would probably go after Audrey first with the hope they could use her to get the Ink Demon to behave.

However, I think Audrey would be prepared for this. She’s been paranoid about Gent finding out about them ever since she had her little crisis in the Gent building about whether she’s their property or not. So somehow she would finagle her way out of Gent’s clutches with use of her ink powers (I headcanon she keeps her ink powers when she leaves the ink world. Don’t ask me how banishing fits into things, I haven’t figured that out yet. Either it does nothing or melts real people, idk) and possibly the powers of violence. If she had to get violent cue mental crisis of hurting real people. It's a lot easier to beat someone to death if they look like goopy ink people.

Anyway, she would call home with a code to give Bendy a sign that they gotta dip or she’d have something similar set up to signal to him that something is wrong.

They would meet up and bail. Cue possibility of crazy car chase with the Ink Demon jumping out of the car to go flip their pursuers cars then running back to Audrey’s car while Audrey’s screaming bloody murder the whole time.

Since I just wrote a Bendy Bites about Bendy hunting in the wilderness, i'm gonna say that once they get outside the city they ditch the car and just start living off the land. Luckily for them, they don't really need to eat/sleep. It's good for their mental health but not an absolute necessity.

Bendy is fine with this. Audrey is not.

Audrey would be devastated. She just lost her dream job and her entire life. At least when she was stuck in the machine, there was hope she would go home and everything would go back to normal. That's impossible now. She's really gonna miss interacting with people, her job, and worst of all she's gonna get hit with a lot of guilt for abandoning everyone in the cycle. If Gent found the two of them, there's no way they haven't found the Ink Machine yet either. If she managed to bring the Illusion of Living with her, that would alleviate some of the guilt but if she didn’t she would feel real, real bad about leaving everyone behind.

Bendy sees this and hates that there's nothing he can do to help Audrey. The harsh reality is that if it wasn't for him, Audrey very likely could have kept living her life in blissful ignorance. But no, she chose to house him and now they both have to face the consequences.

So, now they have a choice. Go back and see if they can steal the machine or stay in hiding and pray that Gent doesn't fuck with them too much.

I think they would go back for them. :)

[chapel-of-rizztual]

16 with aurora/swiss? 🤔

“What do you like?” Swiss had asked her, and, at the time, it seemed like an innocent question.

“I don’t know…” Was her answer, because, well, she didn’t. She hasn’t been summoned long enough to figure it out yet.

“Then how about we find out together?” And the sinister smirk on his face should have been an indicator to her how this was going to go.

That was how she ended up in Swiss’ bed, arms bound to the headboard and silk blindfold over her eyes, with his head buried between her thighs.

He’s pulled two orgasms from her already and showed no sighs of slowing, lapping at her cunt with a vigour she’d never experienced before.

He added two fingers without warning, pulling his head away to look at her.

“I’m not stopping until that blindfold is wet with your tears.” He pumps his finger in and of her at a speed that fills the room with a lewd slick sound. “I want it to be as wet at you are.” She throws her head back with a moan, spreading her legs wider for him.

“That’s it, good girl.” He growls into her pussy before wrapping his lips around her clit and sucks hard. Aurora keens, her hips bucking into his face. He pins her hips down with his other hand and growls, low and feral. She pulls her legs over his shoulders and he gives a him of approval, sending vibrations through her clit. Aurora moans again, hips rolling into Swiss’ face.

Aurora can feel the build of another orgasm burning in her gut, rolling around desperate for release. She tugs at the restraints, desperate to bury her hands on Swiss’ hair. Swiss scrapes his teeth along her clit and she all bit screams, clenching around Swiss’ fingers. Swiss pulls his mouth away and she whines, desperate bucking her hips to chase his mouth.“You close, baby?” He whispers to her. “I don’t need to ask, I can feel you clench down on my finger, Satan you’re so tight.”

“I-Swiss. Im so close.” She pants out, arms tugging at the restraints once again. “You know what I wanna see?” Swiss ignores her pleas. “I wanna watch Mountain fuck you. You’re so small, fuck he’d absolutely destroy you.” Swiss cuts off a moan by biting at her thigh. “Maybe later, once I’ve had my fun with you, I’ll invite him in here and watch him absolutely wreck you.” Aurora moans, loudly, her eyes squeezing closed behind the blindfold. She clenches down even harder on his fingers making him

He laugh at her.

“You like that idea, baby? You like the idea of me watching Mountain wreck you?”

She nods best she can, another moan bubbling out of her, one leg drawing up in an attempt to get Swiss’ fingers deeper into her, her orgasm right on the edge. Swiss thumbs at her clit, rubbing in harsh circles. “Common baby, can feel your so close for me. Be a good girl and cum for me.” He bits down on her thigh and that’s it for her. She cums, hard, feeling it ripping though her entire body, gushing around Swiss’ fingers.

“Fuck that’s it baby, such a good girl for me, so hot.” Swiss thumbs her clit harder, pushing his fingers in deeper to draw out her orgasm as long as possible, her release going all over his hand and arm. She slowly comes down from her high, feeling Swiss rub at her thigh.

“You did so good for me, so so good for me.” He fingers are still moving slowly inside her, petting at her. “But, that blindfold is still dry. So, we keep going until your eyes are crying just as much as your pussy is.” Aurora can’t help the moan that’s pushed out of at the feeling of Swiss’ fingers picking up speed again and his lips wrapping around her clit once again. It was going to be a long night.

[tshifty]

hmm a thought im still trying to figure out how to put into words. but I really see so many people not understanding that there is a difference in saying you believe voting is vital to democracy, and saying that you believe for instance that joe biden will save our democracy.

because I keep seeing so many fucking people trying to scream how biden is good for our country and will push us to progress and just fully ignoring or lying about all the harm he has caused. bc you have turned politics into your own personal stan war.

versus understanding and really reckoning with how far our democracy has fallen. how shitty it has been in many ways for its entire existence as an institution also. understanding that voting is a tool not falling in love. understanding that for the love of god you have to, you MUST reckon with how evil they all are, if you are to have absolutely any hope in actually coming together in community to create real systemic change.

because when all you're doing is screaming at people to vote or else they're stupid, ignorant, uninformed, selfish, lazy.. my god do you hear yourself?? who the fuck do you think you're reaching??? people don't want to vote because our politicians are monsters and our country is collapsing. because our president is committing genocide and we're all watching it happen live on fucking instagram every single day.

you don't even care about reaching people. not even a little bit. because you damn well know you're only saying that in a vacuum. yelling at people that they're stupid because you don't understand the government is killing them is fucking cruel. telling people they're stupid because the even more evil option will hurt more people... babe people are aware of that.

there will always be a worse option. and voting is a tool that can be used to hold off that worse option. but at what point are we actually going to do something about just how bad things have become?

so I swear to god the next fucking post I see about someone saying "people don't want to vote for biden bc he's committing genocide which clearly shows their lack of understanding complex issues bc trump would kill More people and for Other Reasons Too" im gonna fucking lose it. shut your goddamn mouth you are doing no good to anyone. you're not reaching anybody with that shit. shut the fuck up and sit with your thoughts. you and your moral fucking high-ground you sound so ignorant.

fuck joe biden. fuck that man. drag him to the Hague. and if. IF!!!! if he gets my vote in november it won't be because he's good, it will be because we cannot afford to fall into fascism more rapidly than we already fucking are. people are so deeply well aware of what is at stake. a lot of yall doing this shit though, yall seem like you're the ones who don't see what's really been at stake for a while now. if yall think the only method we will need to fix this is electoral, then you really haven't been paying attention.

[defectivevillain]

struck by your lightning, chii

reader’s pronouns: he/him

here’s chapter one [you’ll want to read this first, otherwise this part won’t make much sense]

as i mentioned in part one, this is a chat fic and the formatting was mostly made for ao3. it’s a lil wonky here, so here’s the ao3 version if you’d prefer to read that :)

a lil recap of last chapter: you're assigned to work the red carpet at a national awards gala. there, you interview tons of celebrities, including kaminari! kaminari is super nice & you leave the event feeling exhausted, relieved, and satisfied all at once. you return home to take a light nap, only to wake up to a notification from your phone. it seems kaminari is texting you...? that's weird.

Direct Message

You: SKJNFIOE LK>BFGJSL B>GEJRHKR BLWUIFKGJ ER

Kaminari Denki: u good?

You: TOTALLY COMPLETELY FINE

Kaminari Denki: OKAY, GOOD ?

You: YEP…

You: 😶

Kaminari Denki: 😶 😶

You: sorry i didn’t believe you

You: i have to be careful with messages from unknown numbers…

You: well, you get it, i’m sure.

Kaminari Denki: ya i get it

You: also, i have something to say to you

Kaminari Denki: wassup

You: waffles are better fck u

Kaminari Denki: ur so wrong.

You: I AM ABSOTLEUYL NOT

Kaminari Denki: LMFAO YOU ABSOTLEUYL ARE

You: FUCK U

Kaminari Denki: 😘

You: hold on. hold onnnnnn.

You: how’d u get this number ??

You: pls don’t tell me my number is leaked

Kaminari Denki: nahhh it’s not leaked

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You have to breathe a sigh of relief at that. It’s not like you’re an important public figure or anything, but the thought of anyone having access to your phone number sends shivers down your spine. You already get enough spam calls.

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Kaminari Denki: i got ur number cuz…

Kaminari Denki: idol perks

You: you just asked my coworker, didn’t you

Kaminari Denki: yup

You: sigh…

Kaminari Denki: they told me that if i hurt you

Kaminari Denki: they’d murder me

You: gsjfdkheng3oaejk….

You: just give me a moment to scream

Kaminari Denki: …

You: ok im bck

Kaminari Denki: LOL dude ur good dw abt it 😭

Kaminari Denki: i thought it was kinda cute actually

You: unfortunately, they were dead fucking serious… they could kill a bitch

You: i wouldn’t be surprised if they’ve already killed someone, actually…

Kaminari Denki: well that’s comforting

You: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

You: also, congrats on the award !

Kaminari Denki: thx

Kaminari Denki: does this mean you’ll listen to my music now?

You: maybe

Kaminari Denki: hmph :/

You: why?

Kaminari Denki: why what?

You: idk. why do you care? it’s not like my listening will give you any money

Kaminari Denki: …

Kaminari Denki: cause ur cute and i like you?

You: what

Kaminari Denki: wha

You: what

Kaminari Denki: wha

You:

Kaminari Denki: welp i’m just gonna go then 🏃🏃🏃

You: no waittt

You: sorry, you just surprised me

Kaminari Denki: no one’s ever said that to you before?

You: well, i mean, yeah, but…

Kaminari Denki: who. when. where. why.

You: plssss

You: what album should i start on then

Kaminari Denki: lightning

You: oki

Kaminari Denki: tell me how u like it after ;0

You: okiii

You: alr i’m gonna go to bed

Kaminari Denki: gn (´｡• ω •｡`)

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Kaminari: it’s been a week are you alive

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You grimace at the notification displayed on your lock screen. Admittedly, you hadn’t meant to ignore him- time just slipped away from you. Guilt stews in your chest all the same.

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You: no i’m definitely not

Kaminari: sooo what’d ya think

You: oh SHIT that’s what i forgot to do

You: im so sorryyyyy the agency has been running me ragged 🙏

Kaminari: don’t apologize for doing ur job,, lol

Kaminari: what are they having you do?

You: whaleeee

You: before, i was more of a local reporter

You: but since the awards, i’ve actually been interviewing other celebrities and stuff

Kaminari: oh

You: it’s weird, tbh

Kaminari: ya a lot of music folks are pretty weird

You: says you

Kaminari: oi! i’m not weird 😡

You: im jk lolll

Kaminari: you know for a reporter you have awful grammar

You: well fck u2 then

Kaminari: :P

You: people keep recognizing me now,,, it’s weird

You: like literally a girl came up to me yesterday and was like “you interviewed kaminari!!”

Kaminari: oh shit lol

You: right?

You: other than that, i’ve been good

You: hbu? you’ve probably been busy

Kaminari: nah, not that much. just writing new music.

You: oh cool

You: speaking of music

You: i really liked your album

Kaminari: rly? u listened to it?

You: ofc i did!!!! it was cool

Kaminari Denki: what was ur fave song :P

You: probably shockwave!

You: it was very heartfelt

Kaminari: yeah… i wrote that one in the midst of a breakup

You: awe :(

You: at least it made a great song, haha

Kaminari Denki: yeah, that’s a good way to think about it actually

You: 😌

Kaminari Denki: so what other music do you listen to, then?

Kaminari Denki: besides mine, obviously

You: i listen to sero’s music sometimes

Kaminari Denki: skljehgeiroljhngejlrkshg

You: have you heard of him?

Kaminari Denki: …

Kaminari Denki: yes

You:

Kaminari Denki:

You:

You: r u good?

You: u got rly weird all of a sudden

Kaminari Denki: one sec, i need to kill a bitch

You: wut

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Direct Message

Kaminari: SERO I AM GOING TO MURDER YOU

Sero Brain Cells: I’M SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN TO RIP YOUR POSTER

Sero Brain Cells: IT WAS AN ACCIDENTTTTTT

Kaminari: what

Sero Brain Cells: what

Kaminari: what poster.

Sero Brain Cells: ohshit💀

Kaminari: sero. what poster.

Sero Brain Cells: ur limited edition one….? ha…… ha……

Kaminari: wow i am literally going to kill you twice

Sero Brain Cells: NO PLS SPARE ME

Kaminari: and to think that wasn’t even what i was going to talk to you about

Kaminari: damn

Kaminari: ok. focus, kaminari.

Sero Brain Cells: i swear i’ll make it up to you bro

Kaminari: you will?

Sero Brain Cells: yes just ask for a favor. any favor and i’ll do it

Kaminari: perfect. stop making music forever.

Sero Brain Cells: okay

Kaminari: nice

Sero Brain Cells: great

Kaminari: perfect

Sero Brain Cells: wait WHAT THE FUCK

Kaminari: u heard me hoe

Sero Brain Cells: wtf crawled up ur ass dude

Kaminari: i asked my friend what kind of music he listens to and he said yours

Sero Brain Cells: holy shit ur talking to that reporter?

Kaminari: HOW IN THE HELL

Kaminari: LITERALLY HOW DID YOU KNOW

Sero Brain Cells: lmfaooo

Sero Brain Cells: kami, i know all of ur other friends. bc they’re also my friends.

Kaminari: sighhhhh

Sero Brain Cells: anyway. he listens to my music?

Kaminari: -_-

Sero Brain Cells: that’s cool tbh

Kaminari: -_-

Sero Brain Cells: give him my number, will u?

Kaminari: i despise you

Kaminari: why are we friends

Sero Brain Cells: because i’m sexy and hot and funny?

Kaminari:

Sero: <3 ?

Kaminari: … <3

Sero Brain Cells: and bc i make good music? ;)

Kaminari is offline.

Sero Brain Cells: damn 💀

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Direct Message

You: u good, dude…? it's been a few days…

Kaminari Denki: definitely… dude.

You: don’t kill sero, pls? I like his music :$

Kaminari Denki: oof

You: i’m messing with you

You: although i do actually like his music a lot

Kaminari Denki: staHp

You: but i like ur music more ;)

Kaminari Denki: DSNJKGLJSNJGFKSGJLS

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Direct Message

Kaminari Denki: oh!! also!!! i completely forgot- u left ur placard on the red carpet the other day

You: oh FUCKKKKKK MEEEEE

Kaminari Denki: i mean if you insist

You:

Kaminari Denki:

You:

Kaminari Denki: [placard.jpg]

[placard.jpg]: A picture of the ever-familiar placard that you had at the red carpet. The back is filled with your rampant scribblings and notes. It’s hardly legible once you really look at it. Upon closer investigation, there’s a note in glittery gold ink at the bottom with a cute doodle of a Pikachu. Evidently, that was Kaminari’s doing.  

You: AKSJHGSDJSHJKHJS THANK YOU FOR SAVING IT

You: omfg that would’ve been so bad if someone else had gotten ahold of it…

Kaminari Denki: yeah some of these notes are hilarious, dude

Kaminari Denki: “Don’t ask Ground Zero anything. Ever.”

You: NOOOOOO you weren’t supposed to see that

Kaminari Denki: “Don’t ask Shoto about his father,” is a rly good one actually

You: oh goddddd pls spare me

Kaminari Denki: dude it’s okay calm down

Kaminari Denki: do u want it back

You: yeah ig

You: wouldn’t want to leak industry secrets 🙄

You: since u have it… can u just mail it to me

Kaminari Denki: don’t have ur address

You: well i’ll just give it to you then, dude

Kaminari Denki: i don’t have postal

You: wut 😶

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Direct Message

Kaminari: DUDE HELP MEEEEE

Kaminari: SOS SOS SO FUCKING S

Sero Brain Cells: what’d u do this time

Kaminari: so yk how the cuteass reporter dropped his placard and i picked it up

Sero Brain Cells: u did??? dawg ur whipped 💀

Kaminari: THAT’S NOT IMPORTANT

Kaminari: but anyway i texted him abt it today and he said i could just mail it to him

Kaminari: but!! i was hoping to see him again and obv i didn’t want that to happen

Sero Brain Cells: and????

Kaminari: and… [textconvo.screenshot]

Sero Brain Cells: oh i know you did nottttt

Kaminari: I PANICKED AND SAID I DIDN’T HAVE POSTAL

Sero Brain Cells: yeah,,,, i can see that…..

Kaminari: I'M SO DONE

Sero Brain Cells: dude no ur not

Kaminari: wut

Sero Brain Cells: this is ur chance!!!!!! u can get him to hang out w u by offering to give him the placard thingy

Kaminari: have i ever told u that ur a genius

Sero Brain Cells: not enough, evidently

Kaminari: WELL UR A GENIUS

Kaminari is offline.

Sero Brain Cells: well, ty

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Direct Message

Kaminari Denki: oi i have an idea

You: what’s up

Kaminari Denki: abt the placard

You: yes?

Kaminari Denki: ur agency’s near that one cafe right

You: espressobeanz? yes

Kaminari Denki: i can meet u there tmrw

You: um what

Kaminari Denki: ?

You:

Kaminari Denki:

You: wait what

Kaminari Denki: what?

You: idk, just… don’t you have more important things to do

Kaminari Denki: not rly

You: ok…

Kaminari Denki: plus i wanna hang out :(

You: ohhhh oki

You: wait holup holdup

You: the cafe is kinda public… r u gonna be ok

Kaminari Denki: why wouldn’t i be

You: idk don’t you get mobbed in public whenever people recognize you

Kaminari Denki: i mean yeah but it’s fine

You: u sure?

Kaminari Denki: yep!

You: okiii sounds like a plan then

Kaminari Denki: cool

You: i get off work at 3pm so let’s just meet then?

Kaminari Denki: 👍

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Direct Message

Kaminari: omfg sero ur forgiven for ripping my poster

Sero Brain Cells: HOORAY

Kaminari: im meeting w him tomorrow Ψ(`_´ # )↝

Sero Brain Cells: niiiiice!!

Kaminari: i'm so scared

Sero Brain Cells: what why

Kaminari: i'm scaredddd

Sero Brain Cells: okay okay don’t freak out

Sero Brain Cells: have you picked out an outfit?

Kaminari: nope

Sero Brain Cells: okay so here’s what we’ll do. I’ll meet u at ur place tn and i’ll help u pick out something to wear

Kaminari: and i’ll order food

Sero Brain Cells: YES NOW U GET IT

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You throw your phone on the couch and bury your head in your hands. Your heart is racing at the thought of seeing Kaminari again. You have to pause and take a deep breath to calm yourself down. Thankfully, you have the rest of today to spend freaking about and picking out ten different outfits that you’ll never wear.

As for right now, though… It’s time to distract yourself. You pull up a Youtube video and resolutely pretend not to think about your date tomorrow.  

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chapter 3

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thx for reading <33333

tagging: @tejas-kris​ and @felmierr​ :0 

[typingatlightspeed]

TF2 Fanfic - Concentration Chapter 5 - Medic: Playing Doctor

Scout's next assignment is Medic, to be a guinea pig for the doctor's latest arcane experiement. Unfortunately, it's also a medical experiment, which means Scout has to suffer through the ordeal of surgery with the painkilling properties of the medigun turned down and the excited infodumping levels of the Teutonic garuda turned up to 11.

Part of Monstrous Intent!

Warnings: Surgery! Not super graphic with descriptions, but Medic spends some time up in Scout's guts in a not-sexy way for once. Shocking for me to write, I know. So yeah, if you're squeamish, be warned.

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"So I said to 'im, you're just mad 'cause you ain't got five boyfriends," Scout snorted, pulling a can of Bonk! out of the fridge. "You shoulda seen the look on 'is face when before I blasted it off 'is head!" He cracked the can and took a swig. "Classic."

Sniper's easy chuckle was interrupted as he squinted for a long moment and began counting on his fingers. "Wait, five? Since when? You got Doc, Heavy, Soldier—"

"Demo an' you, yeah," Scout interrupted, talking against the lip of the can and punctuating the statement with another noisy slurp.

Sniper's eyes snapped to Scout, wide. Oh, he was not prepared for this conversation. He'd just been proposed to a few days ago and now his best friend thought they were an item? He loved Scout, but he wasn't ready for that kind of relationship with him! "Er, I—look, you know you're me best mate, but—"

"Come on, Snipes, I know I'm hot shit but let's be real with ourselves, you an' Demo are way better at matin' than you are with me. Not to say you're a slouch or nothin'." Scout barely hid his grin around the can, drinking half to keep himself from bubbling over with laughter as his friend turned red and began to panic, stumbling over his words.

"N—not what I mean, I—we're not—it's not—look, I know we get sort of...more touchy-feely than you'd expect for friends with benefits, but—but I—we—"

"Ah, there ye are, ye wee minx!" Demoman called, entering the kitchen and making a beeline for Scout. He wrapped his arms around the smaller man and dipped him, planting a slow, searching kiss on him that drew moans from the faun, before righting him and letting him go with a swat on the ass. "Oi, Mickey, ye alright? Ye look like ye're goin' tae be sick."

Sniper goggled at his lover, his secret fiance. "Tav, Scout thinks—"

"That we're boyfriends?" Demoman chuckled, ignoring the slight pout from Scout as he set about disarming the prank when it was just getting good. "Sorry, love, I couldnae resist lettin' him wind ye up."

"Look, you can call it what you want. We ain't like, datin', but I'm gonna call it boyfriends, even if it's just romantic fuckbuddies or whatever noncommittal bullshit you wanna try to pass it off as. We kiss, we cuddle, we fuck, we have fun. Close enough, right?" Scout explained with a dismissive shrug. He mumbled against the can before taking another slurp, "Makes it easier to count."

"You coulda maybe cleared that by me first," Sniper growled, slugging Scout in the arm and tossing a cross glare to Demoman. "Bloody terrifyin' me makin' me think I 'ad to suddenly figure out 'ow to let me best mate down easy."

Demoman swooped over to Sniper and wrapped him in a tight hug, peppering his cheek with kisses. "Ah, I'm sorry, Dee. Ye shoulda seen the look on yer face, though!"

Sniper scowled, but the anger melted away quickly. It was infuriatingly hard to stay mad at Demoman, especially wrapped in his warm, strong arms. "I'm absolutely getting you back for that. Both you cunts."

*

Scout cried out, bucking against the straps of the operating table as the scalpel cut through his flesh, digging a line down his abdomen and slicing through the muscle of his belly. He hissed breaths, alternating between clenched teeth and open-mouthed yells, inching upward into screams the deeper the blade went, until at last his abdominal wall was fully breached, and the scalpel left him. He tried to catch his breath but found it difficult, what with the whole abdominal wall breach making it hard to get his diaphragm to want to work amid all of the pain.

"Do not worry, Spatz," Medic said, setting the scalpel down. "This isn't even what it would really feel like without the medigun. It would be blindingly excrutiating!" He pet at Scout's hair, scratching at his scalp, getting the gentle touches out of the way before that hand would be covered in the younger man's blood. "This may hurt, but it is far from anything that could send you into shock."

"Lucky me," Scout croaked, squeezing his eyes shut and trying desperately not to cry. He was already failing. Holy shit it hurt, burning searing sharp electric pain lighting up his whole torso and making his arms and legs twitch with the animal urge to run, to get away from the source of his agony: Medic, his boyfriend.

Spy had said that today's training would ramp up the intensity further, particularly pertaining to sustained pain, but Scout hadn't been prepared for surgery. Normally that would be more emotionally than physically daunting, thanks to the medigun mounted to the ceiling in Medic's office. But Scout had been very dismayed to learn that the gun had a dial to control its strength, and it could be turned down to allow for feeling pain while keeping the patient alive, which the doctor had gleefully explained to him mere moments before turning it to that setting and slicing into him like a Smissmas ham.

"I know it's painful, but Spy was very insistent that the test here is for you to maintain your spell while in extreme pain. It gives me no pleasure to hurt you like this." Medic frowned. It was true, in a sense. He did like hurting people, but not his lover, on his operating table. Here was a place for experimentation and discovery, research and investigation, and maybe just a bit of fun playing with blood and guts. But bringing his little sparrow such agony did nothing to excite the doctor's lust for knowledge and progress. His preferred method of strapping Scout to a table and making him scream tended far more toward the pleasurable, after all.

"Then why you gotta do it? We can just turn that gun up an' Spy wouldn't know a thing, right? It ain't like 'e stayed to watch this time."

Medic shook his head. "That we know of," he reminded him. "But, fine. This is too intense, and I hate having a living patient I can't even hold proper a conversation with." He reached up to the medigun rig and messed with some of the controls. "If Spy has complaints, he can recruit someone who isn't romantically involved with you." He chuckled. "As vanishingly small as that number seems to be."

The healing beam of the medigun seemed to glow a little brighter, and the hum of the machine itself changed its sound. The pain in Scout's abdomen seemed to ease just a bit, less the mind-rending searing agony of having his body cavity opened, and more akin to the heavy, awful throb of a freshly sewn-up body cavity, instead. It still hurt desperately, but Scout could at least get his eyes to focus and distract himself a little. After all, he spent his job getting shot on the daily. His pain tolerance was high, just not superhuman.

"Thanks, babe," Scout grunted with a wince. "I can at least think straight now."

"There is not much else that you do straight," Medic hummed, turning back to his tray of tools and fiddling around.

"Oh ha ha very funny. You're one to talk you big ol' fruit loop," Scout teased, trying not to laugh lest it aggravate his pain. He pointedly looked away as Medic fixed his retractors to hold open the incision, baring Scout's intestines to the room. The sight always made him sick, and more than once in the past he'd needed to quickly snag an emesis basin upon walking in on Medic working on Heavy. He never understood how the giant could be so casual and cavalier about letting the doctor perform exploratory surgery on him. "So, uh, what're you workin' on in me, anyway?" He winced at the sound of vague squelching, and a heavy throb of pain that rippled up through him.

Once the retractors were in place, Medic turned back to his tray. "I have a new implant I'm looking to test out."

"You're awful low for a new uberheart."

"Nein, this one will be placed lower in the abdominal cavity. I want to avoid feedback with the überheart implant, actually. You see, I have been doing research into necromancy."

"Oh no."

"Specifically," Medic continued, ignoring Scout's worry, "healing magic."

"That counts as necromancy?"

"Indeed! It deals with energies releating to life and death, hence it falls under the purview of that school. I was rather surprised, meinself, but it does make sense, once you realize how the mechanics of the spells actually function."

"So you're learnin' healin' spells?"

"Precisely! At least, I have begun mein studies. It is fascinating, really, but something struck me as I practiced with Heavy the other day. Namely, that the energies I was working with seemed almost suspiciously similar to the functionality of the medigun! They do say sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic, but I have a suspicion that in this case, when I created the medigun, I may have unintentionally bridged the gap between them!"

"...so the medigun's magic?"

"Entirely possibly!" Medic grinned wide, that smug, evil grin that lit up whenever the doctor was truly in deep on some new breakthrough. "With my newfound knowledge, I've realized that the mix of materials through which I ran an electrical current when I first developed the medigun—and later, the healing functionality for Engie's dispensers— seems to act in a similar fashion to spell components, the circuit itself almost a magic circle. So my current hypothesis is that I unintentionally constructed a complete spell, with the addition of electricity acting as the trigger rather than myself supplying the energy, in effect crafting a magic item that can be used by the layman! The beginnings of the idea came to me as I was learning about enchanting items, but this most recent spellwork has only helped to solidify what had merely been an inkling."

"And the thing you're puttin' in me?"

Medic held up a round stone, about the size of a quarter, polished to perfect smoothness. It was a dark pink in colour, and it glowed softly with a white light. "This!"

"...what is it?"

"A beryl! It is a stone that can be very useful as a component for healing and energy amplification, which is perfect as a focus for my experiment. You see, if the medigun is truly performing magic, the way the beam persists, continually healing, and tracks and locks onto subjects is still anomalous, as far as the spells I have found are concerned. But, if I can replicate the effects using a target that amplifies energy, something for the spell to...stick to, as it were, then perhaps I can more accurately analyze the results and reverse engineer exactly what it is that I even did in the first place!" Medic tittered, his excitement a bit overwhelming to the pain-addled faun.

"So," Scout began, his voice pinched with pain. He really wished Medic would just get on with it as he talked. "You don't even know how the medigun works?"

"Practically? Absolutely. It is very straightforward. Theoretically? Not even slightly," Medic chuckled, reaching up a hand and gently patting the mounted medigun. "I have been able to replicate the effect and even expand on it when constructing other mediguns, like the Kritzkrieg. The how is rather clear, but the why? An absolute mystery! Ha ha!"

Scout suddenly felt very nervous.

"So I will implant this beryl beacon that I have enchanted so that I may further study my own work and possibly reverse engineer greater technologies. Possibly even greater spells! And a magic item that casts a spell without knowledge of magic to use? Think of the possibilities!"

"I'm thinkin," Scout mumbled, already exhausted from pain.

"Forgive me, Spatz. I really should get to the procedure. After all, there will be plenty of time to theorize and self-aggrandize once you're back in one piece."

"Yeah, thanks, Doc," Scout barely ground out as Medic's hands entered his body cavity, wedging in at either side of his intestines and making him feel sick in ways he couldn't articulate, all the while the burning agony of having his insides manipulated eventually forced a whine out of him.

"Bitte, can you do me a favour and hold this for a moment? I need to get this low in your abdomen enough to not worry about the überheart implant interfering with it." Medic waited for Scout to hold out his hands, and lifted a few coiling feet of intestines and plopped them into said hands.

Scout could feel blackness closing in at the edges of his vision. Somewhere, idly in the back of his mind, he wondered if passing out and losing his spell would count as a failure to Spy.

"There!" Medic chirped, withdrawing his hand from Scout's abdomen, looking down at his work. "Nestled gently amid your small intestine, not too far from the bladder. I will still have to monitor for interference, at which point I will likely have to place it lower, though I am unsure where. It would make a rather poor third testicle!" Medic tittered at his awful joke, and lifted the intestines from Scout's hands, ignoring the addled faun's silence as he fought for consciousness. "Though resting it near your prostate could provide for...interesting interactions," he teased, waggling his pointed eyebrows. Once he had arranged Scout's innards back into place, he looked the faun over, eyes widening as he saw how wan and out of it Scout had become.

"Eheh, perhaps that was a bit much for you. I forget that not everyone has the constitution for such things that Heavy does. You've done well, Spatz. Let's get you closed up."

Scout mumbled something that might have been grateful, though Medic couldn't be sure it was even actually a response.

Medic removed his retractors and set them on his tray, then brought the mounted medigun to bear, turning up its painkilling setting to maximum and watching the colour return to Scout's cheeks as his eyes grew clearer and more alert. With a satisfied nod, he flipped the switch on the gun's power setting, kicking it into overcharge, a bright blue light suffusing Scout as his abdominal wall and skin knit closed, sealing his body back together without a mark to be found.

Scout took a deep breath on reflex, and laid a hand on his bare, intact belly with a sigh of relief. Blood from his hand smeared on his skin. He always hated being operated on, and Medic wasn't exactly known for his bedside manner. Having a strong stomach was almost required, and Scout had never been particularly suited for that. "We done?" he asked, his voice weaker than he'd like, all of the chemicals flooding his brain with big warning messages of BAD and DYING starting to leak away slowly.

"Indeed, and you were an excellent patient, Spatz." Medic pulled a lollipop from his breast pocket and handed it to Scout, the stick bloody from the doctor's unwashed hand. "Here is a treat for you."

Scout stared at it with amusement, then looked back up to Medic with a smirk.

"Unless," Medic began, lifting an eyebrow and utterly failing to look innocent, "you would prefer something else to suck on for your treat." He nearly banged his head against the medigun when Scout tugged him down to the table by his tie.

[matthewmoorwood]

On the last hundred pages of Ship Of Destiny FUCKING FUCK

I'm going so insane over how Kennit ALMOST became an average citizen and then he went fucking full nutter butters and now no one believes Althea was raped. FREE ME FROM THIS TORMENT RAAAAH

Same with Wintrow like I FUCKING THOUGHT for a moment that these male characters might not be utter shitheads but noooooooooo RAAAAH. Despising everything about Wintrow wanting to suck on his faux step mums tits and be an alpha male cause of his horrific inability to have an identity outside of parental figures. DAYUM.

I don't think I'll ever really get over Paragon either. the Paragon & Amber dynamic is something very precious to me.

Not a single of of Robin Hobbs characters are ever what I think they are, or even who they think they are. Yet they all act perfectly in line with their characters and what we know of them. Freaking out.

If I'm reading a Robin Hobb book and a male pov doesn't make me physically nauseous, am I even reading a Robin Hobb book? No.

Thinking about Malta, thinking about the Malta and Vivacia/Bolt parallels, thinking about how both of them are forced to give up their souls for men so that they might have a chance at freedom because the alternative is to die by those same men's brutality. Oh I am ILL

"There were, she suddenly saw, many ways to be raped." Oh I am ILL

The way Wintrow only sees Malta as her place as a Bingtown Trader and as a woman as a 'good negotiator' and sees nothing of the fucking eons of abuse she's endured. FOUL.

They're all trauma dumping to each other in the hold as Jamilla ships fuck around these guys.

I hate everyone who sees that they have power and wrangles it just for pleasure of causing harm and gaining a scrap more control at the cost of someone else's existence.

Plz i'm going to shit out my lungs. Malta who has endured so fucking much, is so terrified of having Reyn see her because he is her last hope to be loved by someone outside of the vesrit family. She's already been hurt so badly by men and had for years valued herself entirely on her usefulness as a 'pretty woman' and now here she is. Her very survival has devalued her own perception of herself to the one person she thinks can truly understand her.

Begging on hands and knees that Kennit doesn't keep the cycle of abuse going. PLEASE allow someone some peace from him.

Both Reyn and Malta have put so much weight on how they look. And both are terrified that the other will put even a quarter of that same weight on them. I'm not okaaaay about this. plz.

Alrighty I just want a dragon to come and fuck shit up. Serpent, liveship, whatever form just need some unbridled rage bc I am FEELING shrimp emotions.

Hmmm... The ghosts of Kennits past coming to kill him... Hmmm... The fact that trying to repress those memories is what caused all of this... hmm... All the people he tried to bury in order to allow his own ignorance coming together to exist in their own narrative... I am thinking.....

Hold on im losing it. Hold on im going insane. Malta kissing Reyn properly and he wakes up?? true loves kiss type shit because in the end Malta and Reyn are still a fairytale despite the shit they've been through.

"If you'll have me as I am." SHUT UP RIGHT NOW

Fucking fuck. Althea being scared to talk to Brashen about her rape because in the end he is still a man and Althea knows that on some level Brashen will always view her as a possession.

Y'know what. Kennit being killed (hopefully permanently) by someone who does not give a single Fuck about him is so good. His whole life he wanted to be something other than what he was, be respected and recognized and yet he dies at the hand of someone who thinks of him as nothing other than a shitty pirate.

Ugh. He's not dead.

Oh man. Oh dude. Paragon. Fucking fuck. ing fuck. ouch.

I am hurtinedg :C

Robin Hobb why

I actually swear to God if Kennit is still able to torment Paragon via the memories thing I'm gonna scream.

OH IM SICK.

Vivacia who is not vivacia letting go of Althea despite everything. Aughr fuck. How this means that both of them are going to begin to have their own sense of self outside of their co-dependence. awrg,

Oh for fucks sake. If Kennit in Paragon is still trying to touch Althea I'm going to bite through my desk.

Althea oh my darling. She doesn't want to hurt Kennits mum over her own anger at how Kennit abused her. I am ill.

"Neither woman could escape what he had done to them" Oh I am sick.

"We've got to survive this, I've a life to live." SOBBING

Oh thank god Kyle is dead now too. YIPPEE

I have too many feelings I fear I must throw up to process them properly.

Either that or have some cheese.

My brain is too mushy for these negotiations I'm just gonna trust that things work out (they won't)

JEK queen go get laid I respect it.

Amber, my sweet Lady Amber :C

Raise your hand if you too are tired of the Althea/Brashen miscommunication GUYS I KNOW YOU'RE STRAIGHT BUT PLEASE JUST FUCKING TALK TO EACH OTHER

Awug Serilla.

I am feeling things.

Amber plz. my soul cannot take you refrencing fitz any longer

Oh lol Paragon showing them where evil mc fuckface left all his sick pirate loot.

Oh my fucking god I hate this got dam book fucking fuck,

:C

Amber I really hope you get your happy ending. Or a least a happy moment before the ending.

OH MY FUCKING GOD

Paragon.

Althea.

I am a broken husk of a person.

No one speak to me until I have drunk this hot choccy.

[forlorn-crows]

omg thank you for those people crow i’ll check all that out. also been meaning to watch good omens for a minute BUT, i’ve also been considering the ghouls origins. primarily their past lives (prior to death, haven’t gotten to pit life yet) and i had a cool idea for mount i’ll tell you about cause... you’re you

everyone agrees he was/is a forest cryptid right? well my little storyline for him is he was summoned somewhere in europe through urban legend/myth that got widespread through parents to keep their children from wandering. this urban legend stayed for centuries and became folklore and something older siblings would tell their younger siblings to scare them. mountain stayed in his forest, made friends with random wandering children every couple centuries, and just... did his gentle giant thing. until one day a church heard this urban legend, investigated it, and caught a glimpse of mountain.

this sent the church, and the whole (mostly christian) town into a outrage, and, believing he was a demon, they hunted him for sport. mountain however, lived in blissful ignorance and minded his own damn business. until he got captured. the church somehow sent him to hell (he still hasn’t figured that one out, seeing he isn’t even FROM hell). satan obviously was like “wtf that’s not mine” and as soon as an earth ghoul was called for, mountain appeared in the place of one.

the rest of the ghouls immediately knew something was up, because while he could pass for a ghoul in his secondary form, you could tell he wasn’t one. no one really cared though.

sorry it’s so long i promise my other ones aren’t as long lmao.

also i imagine cryptid/primary form mountain as some type of sleep token, take me back to eden-esc creature.

thanks for letting me scream at you

- cuck mountain anon

oh god he's bigfoot fr

HA i love that. lucifer just like 'bruh who the fuck . . . hi welcome, but i don't believe we've met before so uh . . . we're gonna have to send ya back'

he's earth aligned, that should count for something! just dont look at him too close or he'll go all . . . blurry around the edges probably.

also, YES pls watch good omens. i dont think you'll regret it. im almost done with the second season!!

[ssreeder]

ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod it’s HAPPENING this is NOT a DRILL

anyways I’m in bed hacking up a lung and delirious on cough medicine, so this leekie reaction episode is brought to you by Rikodien, our sponser for this evening :D

saw the chapter title and instantly began mentally rubbing my hands together like a greedy little gremlin I’m so EXCITED

oh shit not the suicidal sokka era… man pls just *kachow* back together like an overstretched elastic band bc codependency is wayyyy better than this shit come on dude

okay but like… sokka taking on zuko characteristics due to zuko being out of commission was Not what I expected, and yet I cannot say it’s entirely surprising

“I’m fine” GIRL YOU ARE LITERALLY IN THE MIDST OF A MENTAL BREAKDOWN

“Sokka wouldn’t do anything to hurt anyone” AANG. AANG. PLS I KNOW YOU WANT TO SEE THE GOOD IN OTHERS AND THAT YOURE A PACIFIST BUT. A A N G.

toph my bestie, the loml, an actual angel, yes INDEED why DOES sokka want to murder quon surely there’s a REASON

uh-oh.

not the zuko situation… rasu baby pls hold strong I Cannot have you being captured

aang. it’s times like these where I have to take deep breaths and remember you are 12 years old bc otherwise I will SCREAM

actually side note, but I would be really interested to hear 1. your feelings on iroh 2. your feelings on iroh IN THIS FIC, bc I personally am not a huge iroh fan for a multitude of reasons (sorry not sorry) so I wanna know how I’m supposed to read him in this universe (also just love hearing your thoughts and opinions but also no I don’t we’re divorced shut up)

thank GOD general how has some brain cells fr

suki is the real mvp of this chapter, she has the patience of the saint I honestly could never. FINALLY THE TRUTH YAYYYYY IM OH SO HAPPY TO HEAR SOKKA FINALLY TELL THE TRUTH

goddammit. why are they teenagers the emotions are just always so HIGH ugh I hate hormones. suki was doing so well ;-; (I don’t blame her or anything but DUDE COME ON)

aang and sokka friendship >>>>>

FUCKINF FINALY SOLKA IS GOONG TO ZUKEO OMGBG

ykw I’m just gonna leave those typos. I think they accurately convey my excitement.

sreedie. istg if pt 1 of the zukka reunion is sokka just WATCHING THROUGH A WINDOW IM GOING TO MURDER YOU

oh thank fuck he’s through the window. love you sreedie <3

not iroh just observing sokka go feral as a picture of absolute passivity lmao

okay I know this is a serious moment but I’m really enjoying the liab trivia night that sokka is hosting rn

I am actually,, extraordinarily pleased with how this chapter went. so uh.. no notes (ignore the several hundred words of notes above)

my heart was POUNDING and now I need to rest and recover. love ya sreeds <3

LEEKIE YOURE SICK?!?! (It’s been like almost two weeks so I hope you’re better) the audacity.

I think it’s hilarious how much of a reaction that title got heheeeee I’m funny.

Sokka spent 90% of RIA trying to get Zuko to stop doing what Sokka is spending 100% of ITF doing lol. It’s called progression damn it

Oh gosh my thoughts on Iroh? I don’t know where to start. I kind of want you to read Iroh how you want in this fic & see if you can figure out my feelings about the man from that? Hmmm? Call it… playing hard to get ;) ((just because we’re divorced doesn’t mean we can’t still play games))

Some people were mad at Suki for leaving after Sokka told her everything but seriously she is like what? 16??? Lied to & manipulated by someone she cared about & then told pfft there’s someone else. Nahhh girls allowed to have hurt feelings & she is allowed to want to bitch slap Sokka for that. (Just because Sokka is hurting doesn’t mean he gets to hurt others sorry buddddddyyy)

Hahaha Sokka did a really good job being there for Zuko but a terrible job keeping their closeness a secret haha: <3

LEEEEEKKKKKIIIEEEEE ok I don’t love you because you’re a lightbulb smashing ex wife but I do hope you’re feeling better & if now I’ll toss some soup through your window <3 (ok I still love you byyeeee)

[muu-kun]

@falseamore

im more worried ten is just going to purposefully attack muus mental illnesses and such as a way to dodge how muu is trying to treat him

He's been loved enough to grow into a man with a good head on his shoulders, but he's also really damn dense in regards to people aiming his trauma at him like that. Inspiration was also most definitely pulled from experiences he witnessed in the film 8-Mile, which pushed him to publish his entire log of experiences and impacts of such to significantly null the power someone else could manufacture by targeting him with his own personal information. Ten might be a menace but he doesn't rank him as high of a threat. But I also reiterate with that how really fucking stupid Muu is in that aspect, because he also doesn't hold any fear towards this muse named Sergio who tried a similar tactic with him, yet he ignored it completely in favor of just wanting to beat his ass for being mean to his darling Pchan.

There are definitely things though that any manipulative bastard would figure out to do that would get under his skin, but Muu has all the hopes and dreams in the world he can prevent on his own.

I think even hitting him would be sufficient. Considering the fact that he hasn't been struck since he came back after the covid pandemic, he would have such hard feelings over it that he'd probably tell Ten to swallow rocks. Or hit back like the Ice Age baby.

Persistent sexual advances that go beyond just verbal flirtation. Muu can ignore words like nothing, but any hands try going under his layers and the man will pee. Though he's pretty set in his defenses as he got too many clothes on and he has a shrill voice by nature. Not really what anyone would consider a worthwhile opportunity.

Harming the wubby. He'd absolutely lose his shit, because that was given to him by Sully. Any harm to it and he SCREAMING due to the fact he's sworn to take very good care of it besides the fact that he knew if it got taken from him, he'd never get another one to make up for it. Which is why he has thought ahead to give Ten his own knitted blanket, so that he leaves his alone. If not, he's headbutting them and keeping whatever teeth he knocks out in the process.