#and shit will be fucked as shit is wont to be

[mina-org]

Part four is hereeee

a flower box full of dying, turned maroon geraniums stare back at you. fitting, asking simon, expecting anything from simon was the dumbest shit you ever did.

you'd never make that mistake again.

you didn't want him.

but why couldnt you look at him. you couldn't look at him, say anything or move any, it felt like you were choking.

simon? he was fine.

smirking, mocking you, like he hadn't been spamming you.

it doesnt matter though, simon and whatever the fuck is wrong with him isnt your business, not anymore.

you dont owe him anything.

"sorry" stammers out of your mouth as you move past him, as if hes a stranger on the street.

he wont let you though, his fist wrapping around your wrist, johnny's yells turning into howling in this nightmare.

"lets 'ave a chat, love." its a demand, a declaration of his control over you, or the perceived control. the control he used to have.

"could you not hear the phone call? get to fuck and take Johnny with ya." you snap, you pull your wrist away and keep walking.

this isnt right. simon knows you. he knows what days you work, your route there, the drink you buy on the way. he knows you cant stand silence, being alone eats away at you.

you never leave. you can't leave him. why are you walking away?

simons about to grab you and throw you in the boot of his car but Johnny stops him. dragging you through town to the carpark would bring a lot of attention, not ideal when you wanna kidnap a local women</3

theyre sas, they've kidnapped terrorists, this will be easy, they just need to think about it. time and violence solves everything!

gaz cannot believe this shit.

hes done all the heavy lifting, he didnt get to take you out or even text you, hes so much more charming than Johnny, he's great at taking girls out, but you were yarning for simon so it would probably only take him not being a dick, had simon ever even taken you out?

John left your apartment a little while ago because Kate called, he said he'd keep an eye for you but, here you are, emptying out bags, deseptrely trying to fine your phone, while Kyle watches your legs pace, nice and cosy under your bed.

what the fuck is he suppose to do? youve lost something youre gonna check under the bed sooner or later. suddenly no one can answer their fucking phone, ghost was suppose to take you out for coffee, than lunch, then a cheeky 2 for 1 cocktail pitcher, what happened? why are you home? did John take the tool box? how was he going to get out form underneath your bed?

he hears your laptop turning on, soon enough you huffing and puffing. and it slamming shut. soon enough he your footsteps lead into the bathroom and the shower starts and Kyle finally catches a break at least he can get a little show now the cameras are set up.

no.

he has to focus, has to sneak out.

soon enough gaz is back at the flat, meeting up with his Taskforce, whos watching you on the cameras. Kyle would call them a perv but he'd be doing the same if he had an ounce less shame, not a problem for price or simon or Johnny. maybe it comes with age or some shit.

your shower doesnt last forever unfortunately:( so now its Johnny and simon explaining their fuck up, Johnny soon feels a slap to the back of his head from price. Simon and Johnny were in holiday mode and they needed to get it together. you cant slip away.

you wont.

simon wants this done now. but these things dont happen instantly, the walls at the flat are paper thin and neighbours are just so noisy nowadays.

at least they have your phone, you used to always complain about how shitty your family was but simon never quite listened but snooping in your phone was good as your brain, you even used the notes app as a diary! perf

part one - part two - part three

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[shikaizer]

WHATCHAMACALLIT

PAIGE BUECKERS x READER

"It aint cheating, its a whatchamacallit"

a/n : prequel for my fic HER DEVOTION placed the link if your interested!

summary : paige was your fuck buddy in discreet, due to her profile on being a school counsil, what happens when she finds out your also fucking one of her council member?

warning : prostitution, sending of vulgar, jealousy,choking,slapping, degration. SMUT

the smell of the strong perfume has been lingering around the room, staring at yourself at the lighten vanity, bruises on your neck to your collarbone, lipstick smudged.

you turned your head to look at the black haired girl who is already staring at you. "leaving already?" juju asked sitting herself up.

"yeah, i have class tomorrow." you stood up walking to her showing her your palm.

"the money?" you asked scoffing and she smiled as if she didn't want to.

"oh shit— i thought this was us being all lovey dovey" juju joked, but once she saw the seriousness on your face, she swallowed her saliva and gave you the money.

once your about to put your jacket on, she speaks up again. "how come paige gets this for free?" you scowled looking at her, nervous.

"what are you talking about?" you frowned and crossed your arms and she tilt her head. "she fucks you too right?" you rolled your eyes shaking your head. "stop saying bullshit." you stated and made your way outside her dorm.

the cold air hit your skin making you shiver, your dorm was just a minute walk from this building the current contact was making you crazy.

how the hell does she know? paige wont tell her right? you thought to yourself, but why does it matter? why do you care about paige's profile so much?

In the morning, your currently sitting down with your friends bragging about your new luxury bag. "who did you fuck this time?" your friend sneered at you. "just some hot chick." you answered and they all squeeled.

you kept talking and talking what you bought with the money that you didn't notice paige behind all of you. once your friend pointed it out you turned around and she was with some few councils.

"what?" you tilt your head frowning and she was glaring at you, did she hear the part where you fucked for this luxury? "other students have been complaining on how loud you are. keep the noise minimal." paige stated clear and you rolled your eyes. "are we the only student here?" you scoffed and looked over at your friends who seems a bit intimidated at paige.

"oh please— have you noticed how loud you are? others seems to be." you crossed your arms standing up to show that your not intimidated by her in any way. "fuck them all." you mouthed and she frowned, you eyes shifted to juju whos walking over to the circle, you keep forgetting that juju is also part of the council.

"paige, principal's calling us both." she looked over at paige completely ignoring your existance which made your ego run down. "ignoring me now ju? didn't seem like it last night." paige's eyes widen, shes not sure if she heard it right so she had to look at juju for confirmation.

"what is this slut talking about?" she muttured and you gritted your teeth, paige's face softened as if everything had cleared it based on what juju said. "ignore her." paige said and walked away with juju.

you yelped and slammed your fist on the table sitting back down clearly annoyed and one of your friends spoke up. "wait, dont tell me you fucked JUJU?" they waited for you to respond but the silence you gave them was enough to answer their assumption.

"holy shit!" they laughed not trying to keep the noise minimal at all. "your insanse!" you groaned hiding your face on your palm.

paige and juju on the other side.

"is that true?" paige asked juju while they walked their way on their office, juju raised her eyebrows amused on why she was curious, she have been suspecting the both of you have been fucking, i mean it was honestly obvious since she was always with paige.

"does it matter?" juju answered and paige stayed silent. "why'd you ask?" juju asked and she glared at juju. "your a council, protect your image, you said it yourself, shes a slut." in her tone there was desperation, which juju catched.

"its our secret, you wont drop me right?" juju teased, to her it was clear that paige was bothered, deft not for her image but there was some lingering jealousy in her tone.

"whatever." paige scoffed looking down, finally arriving at their office.

hours of hell have passed, you had finished all your class and paige was nowhere to be found, juju on the other hand invited you to her dorm again but your fucking mad at her, she had been comforting you and was apologizing but you fucked her off.

so now your on your way home, walking. why? because you spent all your money, you should have lowered your pride and accepted her offer on going to her dorm.

you huffed your lucky your dorm is a walking mile from school.

but what you didn't know.

juju: yo bro

juju: wanna see sumn?

paige: what?

juju: this between me nd you twin

paige: damn js hurry

juju: kay jeez

juju: juju sent an attachment

juju: she taking me so damn well bro she loves this dick smuch

paige clenched her phone tight seeing your position ass up while juju was gripping on your hair, the fact that she shouldn't care who ever fucked you bothered her. the way your taking it so good from the back the way you moaned juju's name had paige in daze.

she looked up the ceiling cursing under her breath, but she realized, you had promised her shes the only whos gonna feel you. so?

she messaged you forwarding the lustful video with juju.

paige: what the fuck is this huh?

paige: just because i have been busy?

paige: answer me right now

paige: missed calls 17

paige: im on my way there right now.

your now home, you felt sticky and icky, you wasted no time running to your shower taking a cold bath. once your done, you got out only a towel wrapped around you, wet strands of hair pressing on your skin, you flinched when you saw paige sitting down on the edge of your bed arms crossed.

"paige?" you called out and stood up walking closer to you. "take it off." she muttured and you looked down frowning. "whats wrong with you?" you asked and she clicked her tounge. "did you hear what i fucking said? or should i do it for you?" your breath hitched, you let go of your towel loosening it, they slid on your body with ease and she licked her bottom lip.

she pulled you by your hand bringing her hand to grip on your neck, you winced and she scanned the trail of hickies on your neck.

"your a fucking whore, cant help it huh?" she dragged you to the bed throwing you there. "did she fuck you so good?" you looked up at her and let out a amused laugh. "what are you even talking about?" you frowned and she grinned throwing her phone at you.

the sound of your lewd moans was enough for you to know what it was.

"so what?" you asked ignoring her phone, she got on top of you slapping you but not enough to hurt you, you gasped eyes widen.

she frowned and kissed you deeply, you felt no love in the kiss rather it was so rough but passionate, she cupped your breast pinching your tits, her knees pressing on your clit.

she pulled away looking at you "whats so fucking good with her?" she muttured clenching her jaw and you sighed. "shes— shes not ashamed of me." you spoke up and she frowned.

"is it about that?" she furrowed her eyebrows and rolled her eyes. "you know i'll be fucked if they find out." for a moment her face softened bit kept a firm expression. "and juju wont?" you replied sarcastic in your tone.

paige sighed rolling her eyes "everyone is suspecting my favoritism towards you- you might get hated if it really cleared it all up." she states in a more concern tone, i mean it was true, paige have been keeping you away from the consequence whenever you get in trouble.

paige started to rub your clit and you whimpered. "i—im already hated enough." you spoke up your voice cracking.

"what are you talking about?" she asked stopping all her movements. once she noticed the tears in the corner of your eyes shes taken back stopping all her movements. "im a whore, dont you see? you think your the only one i mess with?" you ranted tears falling, she sat you up and covered you with a blanket.

"im..." paige was stunned but she kept her gaze at you.

"but why?" paige asked furrowing her eyebrows wanting answers, you kept quiet because honestly, it was you. maybe you loved the validation, the idea of people being so pleasured when it came to you.

"i understand." paige spoke up when you kept silent, she wiped your tears, and kissed your cheeks pressing your head on her chest pulling you in a embrace. "im so sorry.." she muttured

you opened your eyes, a sinful smirk forming on the corner of your lips. you have turned the table once again.

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[dxckgrxsonx]

Tw: darkish content

dont think i didnt see your tags abt jason blackmailing you w nudes. On the topic of evil jason, scummy jason begging to cum inside. When told no, he does it anyway and acts like you fucking shot him when youre actually mad about it. All whiny and grumbly acting like you physically hurt him when you wont talk to him for the rest of the night and deny him sex for the rest of the week. Saying shit like “But babyy i didnt mean to” “you wouldnt wanna leave me with blue balls, would you”

ohhhhh man. he gives you all the excuses in the book. “sweetheart i couldn’t help it. you felt so good.” and “i just got carried away, you’re not going to hold a grudge over this right?” and “i didn’t hear you when you said not to, it’s not my fault you weren’t loud enough.”

he’s a horrible bastard about it. makes all these excuses and you don’t even notice that not once has he said he’s sorry for finishing inside you when you told him no. he keeps twisting things until you’re looking at him, still mad but not sure why anymore. and you’re not sure what you dislike more. the fact he’s grinning at you the whole damn time, or that you miss his cock so much you’re going back for more.

[azonewithu]

Thatsvthecworld thesecdats but buck up. Maybe rhe futures better. It certainly fiesnt seem that way now. But fint go killing yourself. God wont daln you for it but hecwont respectvtiubeither. Remember lices aboyr oain well they should add and dealing with it. Ive had enough pain so ill deal with these mother fuckers if they font gimme what i want. If youve been serioudly wronged yoy can skways just go kill yhe peopke who wronged yiubto begin eith. Thwts what God eould fo and thats whatvthry font wanna tell you. Jesus had his own writings snd uve read thrm. Thry ste nit like yhe bibke so fuck the bibke its useless. Tgey were similar but far fifferent. Thwts ehat the crusafes were about. Once we hsd the book.we justvoretended to wanna dmstill be thete but really we ve been retreating from our cspitals and we setvup shop here in north america. The real Jesus was far fifferent thsn yhe one in the bible. Making yhe bibke what now? Not as popnoff the page grest as it once was. But bad trandlations of anyone exist. The crucifiction didnt hsppen either we found thet. Jesus was CB psychic he felt the tortureds pain. Thats all just like now. And what you wanna add to his pain. This llanet is doomed.thetes no point talking about it. You can just keep living and pretend shits all right when we all know its not all right. This isnt a planet or civilization this is hell. And im sick of being here.i dkntvwanba be hete snymore. Fuck humsnity i font care. Go extinct fuck you people.

AWAY FROM HER (2006) dir. Sarah Polley

[squeakadeeks]

Holy shit that’s terrifying

Is there anything that can be done??? It sounds like these people really should not be in premed

Or in college at all, if I’m being honest

Many of these classes are for older students so these people are 21-23 yrs old, calling their TAs "daddy" to their face/taking creep shots of them and slamming doors when you wont accept work thats 8 weeks late, outside of the much more serious instances of stalking and physical threats. In the past 6 months I've had two undergrads straight up say "I wish that fucking TA would just give me the answers" and another student telling me to fuck off while class was in session in front of other students. i try not to talk about this aspect of teaching to preserve some semblance of separation in my work life, but this quarter absolutely and holistically broke me.

the hardest part for me is i can still empathize. when i hear what these students go through in their classes its like...if you put people in insane situations, people will become insane too. When they have extreme expectations and are constantly critiqued, it creates a highly antagonistic relationship with learning and when you push people that hard they will often lash out at people more sympathetic/closest to them, since its the weakest "pressure overflow valve". Theres an added angle of many of them dont want to be there. There was some form of cultural or social pressure that pushed them to pursue this degree that they dont want because they feel like its the only economically viable option- which induces a lot of resentment and frustration.

another hypothesis i have is how socialization changed depending on what stage of development the pandemic hit for the person. i have to believe that these people do not understand what theyre doing. when we had the guy harassing a teacher for months on end eventually culminating in him saying he was going to go to her house and murder her, he genuinely did not understand why that was bad and not 'a super funny joke'. especially since outside of teaching, i will have people commenting "slather him in oil and put him on my table stat" or doing sex RP under videos where I'm literally just standing there doing a crafting demo- the whole concept of what is and isnt appropriate was never established for a large age demographic. its horrible, but i have to decouple the impact of those words from what i was taught to the impact of those words based on what they were never taught. to me its sickening and disturbing, but to them its just a flippant joke with no deeper meaning.

[ferigrievous]

TSUKISHIMA KEI HCS ⋆˚࿔

always has his headphones in, even if he isnt listening to anything. feels naked without them, and has somehow become more of an accessory than something he uses.

prefers cold weather over hot because he fucking hates sweating for no reason

takes literally like a week to text back but gets annoyed when people dont answer him immediately

if someone asks him if he wants anything from the store he’ll say no, then act insulted when they dont bring him anything

his biggest pet peeve is lowkey people chewing loudly and breathing with their mouth open

actually really good at cooking but makes the same like five basic ass meals for himself because he just cannot be assed

scoffs at inaccuracies in historical media but secretly loves them anyways because theyre so stupid

he’s had the same pair of glasses since middle school because he, again, cannot be assed to get them replaced

secretly enjoys horror movies not because they scare him he just likes analyzing the dumb shit the characters do

has a very specific way of organizing things, and if something gets moved even in the slightest, he notices immediately.

despite being a professional athlete his posture is actually fucking terrible

doesnt get sick often, but when he does, he’s literally the most miserable person alive but then also wont ask for help so he’s just out for like weeks at a time

hates small talk and will literally just stop talking in the middle of a conversation unprompted

argues with children not to argue with them but because he doesnt want them to grow up stupid (also because he partially gets an adrenaline rush from it)

dnd warrior 

actually really likes grocery shopping and other domestic tasks because theyre mundane, repetitive, and he can just shut off his brain

one of those people who nods in someones direction instead of waving or saying hi

not superstitious and not religious but doesnt want to try his luck

stares back at people who stare at him and he always wins

post timeskip he hates talking about volleyball outside of games and practice because hes tired of people assuming its his only personality trait

if hes forced to interact with someone he doesnt like but has to talk to (which is a lot of reporters and upperclassmen) his responses get shorter and more clipped until they get the hint, but will eventually just stop talking all together

hates playing with people who take things too seriously, but also hates people who dont take anything seriously

takes his coffee black not because he likes it but because its just the fastest way to get caffeine in his system

when he’s deep into schoolwork he gets so absorbed he forgets to eat, but then if its past the time he usually eats, he just straight up wont

sets multiple alarms even though he has almost always wakes up before any of them

[rafessweetgirl]

secrets

summary: you’re rafe's girlfriend, but he fucked up and now he needs you to be a little more than just that.

warnings: angst, nothing else fr

a/n: based on diary by alicia keys!! i haven't heard this song in years but when i listened to it a couple weeks ago i alr had a story. very strongly recommend listening to it while reading. (that's fr how i wrote it.) i promise ill get pt 2 of everything you wanted out eventually. love yall <3

i wont tell...your secrets 

you woke up from your spot on the couch to the front door busting open. who would come barging in this early in the morning? only one person came to mind. “rafe?” you sat up, hands bracing against the cushion under you to help you stand up. you walk over towards the front slamming into him. he’s been gone since yesterday morning and he looks rough, like he’s been in a fight. except that is exactly what happened. you reach for his face, but he flinches away. “hey, hey what’s wrong? where were you?”

he shakes his head. “nothin’ it’s fine. i’m fine.” 

he doesn’t look fine, not even close. “rafe, come on, you look hurt, let me help.”

he steps away from you. “i don’t need your help but…” his worried eyes meet yours. “baby i-i did something.”

——

rafes silence speaks volumes. he hasn’t uttered a word since he spoke that cryptic sentence. “you have to tell me eventually, baby.”

baby. he loves when you call him that. it softens the hardness embedded in him. it makes him feel better, worthy of your love that he doesn’t deserve anymore. not after what he did.

“you have to swear you wont tell a fucking soul.” 

your secrets...are safe with me

“it wasn’t john b.” that’s what rafe said. over and over again, like a broken record. that it wasn’t john meaning that it was someone else. what that meant you didn’t know. you assumed it meant that john b didn’t do the something bad your boyfriend mentioned, but instead rafe himself.

“what do you mean? what wasn’t john b?”

“i didn’t mean to, i swear….it wasn’t on purpose.” he turns to you, his knees bumping yours. he grabs your hands squeezing them, using you to relieve his stress. “you have to understand, i was just trying to protect ward.” he starts to try and calm himself. “yeah, i did it for him. wasn't tryna hurt her.”

“i can’t understand what you wont tell me, rafe.” there were so many things that he could’ve done. doing them in wards defense was….odd, to say the least. but about a million scenarios ran through your mind, his hands doing nothing to soothe either of you. “you can tell me anything.”

i will keep....your secrets 

you stare at rafe. you physically can’t move. he was the one who killed peterkin. not john b, like the island had believed. your own boyfriend, your sweet, sweet rafe. he said he did it for ward because “she was gonna kill him, i swear.” but why? 

ward didn’t really respect his son and probably didn’t even love him. and rafe hated him for that. all his life, he treated rafe as less than. so why, when it came down to it, would rafe choose ward?

“i love him, i really do, baby.”

“he doesn’t feel the same, rafe!” he shoots up suddenly, making you flinch.

“shut up! he does, he just has a hard time showing it. but i-“ he accentuates the "i" with a finger to his own chest, “i saved him. and now he’ll actually see me as his son, not just some kid he gave his dna to. but i lose that if i go to jail. so you can’t say a fucking word.”

your heartbeat begins to speed up. he’s putting the burden of his actions on you. you had nothing to do with it but if you agree to stay quiet about the truth, you might as well have pulled the trigger yourself. but you can’t betray rafe. you love him and everyone else in his life has hurt or betrayed him in one way or another. you can’t be added to the list.

tears begin to pool in your eyes. a few fall as you look down towards the floor. “i won’t.” 

just think of me as the pages in your diary

his personal diary. whenever shit goes left he'll turn to you, confide in you. he'll open you up, pick up the pen and write down every little secret. when he's done he'll close your pages and make you swear not to tell a soul. then he'll lock you up, guaranteeing the safety of his secrets. 

lovely divider by @kimjiho1

i wanna start a tag list, lmk if you want added! 💞

[azonewithu]

I gotta eat. I cant let my family starve. No me myself i font need shit i have stashes all over. Thats notbwhat i want. I have constituents to consider too. And these mprons wanna get in my way i gotta get them outta the way then. Well i aint got other options for a living either. My writing must see good thry live it they just never call me to tell me. They just took it. Ftom shit i sent out and the internet. Ill accept LA s surrender from you or i go to work up here. More illegal work and i get to feel like shit. And hide behind my laughs and after hours parties. Youll go insane staying sober if it hapoened to you. So im out if options and time i dont really csre anymore. I just fontvwanna be here. Or bothervthey took from me they should come to me. They should srnd you Jenna because i wont react well to some idiot giy. Theyre all fucon idiots compared with Azriel sweetoe. Thats why theyre mad all the time. Me you wont be able to tell im npt happy. Because im sn Arch snd theyte monieys to me. My iq is 2061 jenna. Imagine that. I can conyrol nature itself. Slways have been since myspace. Theyblost then too. Come durrender for them. Ill be nice to you. I wont touch you. Unless you want me to. Thats how it should be. American nrn dont gwt thst. But not kne smerican man eho ever lived is fuck sll compared with me. Hi micharl keaton.check mate. Agsin you lose a lot tough giy. See ya doon jenna or im gonna remove hos head.

Jenna Ortega

[likeasecondself]

years down the line, sarchengsey tell adam and ronan that they are in love and ronan's face betrays him the first second where he grimaces; adam notices and holds back a laugh because ronan, school your expression, we're in public! adam is polite about the whole situation, kicks ronan under the table so ronan nods to show he's okay with it all. and because adams a dick, he leans forward and asks them to explain how it all works, and whilst sarchengsey are all talking over each other, the extroverts, adam is biting the inside of his cheeks as he watches ronan slowly die inside

"parrish, what the fuck? why did you keep asking them about it? was it not bad enough i had to live through that conversation?" ronan says as soon as they get in the car

"come on, ronan, love can come in different forms, stop being so black and white with your thinking."

ronan groans. "but how can they love two people? that's weird as fuck"

"maybe because they can choose who to fall in love with, rather than fate deciding for them?" adam, the ever logical one says.

"whatever, as long as you don't try any stupid shit like that with me, i don't care what they do."

"if i ever want you to die of an early heart attack, lynch, im going to come and ask for us to let someone else join."

"just put a blade through me at that point, i will happily take that and wont even be mad at you!"

[nottaee]

Do yall know what I hate most about ao3?

THE COMMENTERS.

Like deadass they might be the stupidest people on this planet. You will see a fic with CLEAR TAGS that say *UNDERAGE SEXY TIME* and *incest* but the commenters will comment dumb shit like;

“OMG. HOW COULD U WRITE THE CHARACTER TO BE UNDERAGE AND TO BE SHIPPED WITH HER DAD???”

Like. Are you DEADASS???

WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU THINK WAS GOING TO HAPPEN DEKIRUGRINDELWALD?????

Do people think the tags are there for shits and giggles?? Like they’re some decoration that doesn’t mean anything??? Ao3 is an ARCHIVE. Made by a PROSHIPPER (so ive heard). But still, you can post literally ANYTHING on there so why do these brain dead fucking idiots read “btw this has dark themes in it” and then get shocked when it has said dark themes????

It’s like going to a zoo, seeing a cage with a key on the floor that u can use to unlock the cage and go in, and the cage also has hungry lions in them, but yet you choose to open said cage. Step in, close the fucking door, watch as the lions run at you, let them eat you, and then scream and cry for help once the pain starts to kick in.

I usually dont gaf about anti pro shippers or whatever, but this is ridiculous how idiotic these people are. They walk into a restaurant and order spicy food and then complain when they get what they ordered because they can’t tolerate spice.

Im literally just tired of seeing the same shit of people clicking on things that they CLEARLY FIND DISGUSTING AND WONT ENJOY just to comment “erm ur weird for writing that🤓☝🏾” like my brother in christ I’m going to hold your hand with three napkins in between when I say this; Nobody, and I mean NOBODY is forcing you to read it. Hell, nobody is forcing you to not scroll past it and… hold on this is a hard one… BLOCK. THE FUCKING. AUTHOR.

Good GOD. Have we lost common sense people???

Anyways I’ll continue reading my 122k fanfic of UNDERAGE GOONER MATERIAL Thank uuuu🫶🏾💗^^

[bambisturns]

warning: this chapter will mention the usuage acid tabs and the use of cocaine, if you aren’t comfortable with the Idea of drug usage… dont read! (Or do idk im not ur mother)

Pt1.

You aren’t sure how you even got to the party. Last thing you remember was taking an acid tab before leaving your home. You think you walked? You seriously cant remember your too high and too far gone to even worry about that. Sitting on the dingy couch of some random ass nerds party. ‘This shit is so lame’ you thought to yourself. “Madi, yo mads where did you say the bathroom was again?” You ask madison while basically pulling her out of some random guys mouth. This girl literally makes out with every guy she sees.

“Uhhh down the hall last door to your left” she mumbles the last bit of her sentence being cut off as she dives back into making out with the strange man. Rolling your eyes you flop your head back. “Fuck it I’ll go find it myself” you say as she waves you off. Your staggering around the home bumping into random people earning some glares and “watch where the fuck your going” comments flipping them off you bump into Matt “Dude are you high or sum shit?” He asks “whaaaatt… pfft no way matthew, dont you know me better than that?!” You lie straight to his face. But yes he does know you and he knows that little knowing smirk of yours.

“Just be careful dude. But yo have you seen Nick? I cant find him like anywhere.” He continues trying to talk to you but your urge to piss hits you like a brick wall “Yo Matt I’m not trying to be a bitch but like i have to piss and like yea bye!” You say running down the hall and in luck you find the bathroom. Opening the door and slamming it shut behind you. Locking it because you wont be caught lacking. “Ahhh sweet sweet relief” you mutter to yourself freeing yourself of the piss you’ve been holding for 2 maybe 3 hours at this point.

Walking out the bathroom you hear a loud sniffle followed by a low groan ‘what the fuck’ you thought curiosity getting the best of you, you opened the door and see Chris, “oh shit sorry my bad!” You exclaim while slamming the door shut. Turning around to walk off you stop and freeze in place and tilt your head to the side with a questioning look on your face swinging back around you fling the door open and lean against the door frame arms crossed over your chest. Making direct eye contact with Chris. He props his body up straight. Elbow holding his head trying to hide the drug.

“Hmm what drugs you got Christopher?” You ask with an amused look on your face eyebrow cocked up. “Uhhh coke?” He says sounding more like a question. “Mmm” you say looking around to check if the coast is clear before sliding into the room closing and locking the door behind you. “Alright move over pretty boy let momma show you how its done.” You say as you tie your hair up into a quick messy bun plopping down on your knees. He passes over the rolled up dollar bill to you as you snort up the substance not leaving a trace.

Tilting your head back you let out a muffled groan. Losing your balance and falling back and hitting the wall. “Dude what the fuck are you good dawg?” Chris asks helping you sit up straight “yea bro I’m chillin. When the fuck were you a druggie Christopher?” You ask while laughing and looking over at him. He sit back against the wall with you “Bro I’ve told you to stop calling me Christoper, also I like kinda sell them dude” he says looking back over at you. “YOU SELL?!” You yell he’s quick to cover your mouth with his hand “bro shut the fuck up! But yes I sell, my question is when the fuck did you learn to snort up a line that clean?” He asks visibly impressed.

“Cant go telling you all my party secrets now can I christo- chris” you cut yourself off from saying his full name as he shoots a glare over at you. You smirk at him “wanna do another?” You ask “hell yea.” He says as you both dive back in. You let out a content sigh “This shit is better than sex oh my god” you say leaning agains the wall again looking over at him. He lets out a chuckle looking back over at you. There is a silence. Its not uncomfortable its a good silence. Your eyes both roaming over eachother you lean in “I think you might just be my new favorite person.” You say as you move back to your spot. “I think you might be mine too” he responds.

Divider creds @bernardsbendystraws !

a/n: chapter numero uno YAYYY! This shit is gonna be so fucking fun omfg. I can feel it in my clit.

🏷️: @fadedstvrn , @thecrawlys

[izzypancakes]

SKYFIRE

IM SO NORMAL ABOUT HIM

In my headcannon Skyfire doesn’t fight for the Autobots instead acting like a cargo carrier or emergency escape.

THOUGH in the aus its as follows

Human bound

Kind of a fluffy au.. with a bit of angst

The humans found him first. Skyfire is experiencing the hyjinx as the military scratches their heads at a transformer who knows nothing about the autobots and deceptions.. literally saying and I quote. “Oh no that must be another species you are speaking of??? Im a Cybertronian from Cybertron!” Since he is pre cybertron war I believe.

We get to see a lot of cute moments where he learns about humans. Bonds with the scientists and tells them about the golden age of Cybertron.. seeing the quirks he provides.. like listening to earth music like its the best hit ever, sleeping on the ceiling in his plane mode… lmao.. and how he came to the planet at the age of the dinosaurs.. crashed and lost his energon cargo.. tried to search for it in the snow.. only to run out of fuel and go on recharge mode in a glacier. Which froze over and kept him sealed until global warming.

Soon the autobots and deceptions find out about the military keeping a secret transformer in their ranks. Idk who gets there first.. hijinks ensue tho.. and he kinda gives them the. “No I wont fight in your stupid war fuck off im gonna live with the humans..” Researching the planet and its inhabitants.. avoiding the decepticons.. and kinda allowing the autobots to visit while living his sciencey fantasy. Most of his decisions to avoid both parties is because of the horrid news that Cybertron is essentially dead..He blames it on both parties tbh..

Skyfall

Now to THE FUCKED UP SHIT! ITS ALL ANGST!WE DIE LIKE PRIMES!

the decepticons find him first… instead of the autobots saving him and the humans.. He is forced to kill them.. and is tortured with dark energon.. though that probably is a really bad idea to force a huge tranformer to take on this burden.. He gains information on Soundwave and Shockwave.. who have interesting capabilities.. stealing their findings before being saved by the autobots.. Though he is forced to fight.. and keep up.. unfortunately that leads to him killing starscream in rage.. for not helping and freeing him.. corrupted by dark energon and Unicrons force.. he is directed to kill all Autobots and Decepticons.. using his advanced understanding of tech to kill most of both groups.. and rising unicron to finish the planet off.. and his life..

Thank you for sitting in on crazy here is the full art.

Help me im delulu

[edd-drawsyo]

In yours and Ugly-Bug-Starscream tfo au; how did Drift come across the birdies?

Idk if you already answered that, but if you did then ignore me

OMG I WOULD LOVE TO ANSWER THIS‼️‼️ I actually havent been asked this at all yet. So thank you sm for asking!!!!

So, Deadlock comes across the baby birds because he actually got captured by the autobots! How? Why? Good questions!

Deadlock tried to usurp megatron, essentially and got punished dearly for it. He didnt think Megs was doing what was necessary to win the war, purely because for some odd reason he won’t kill optimus, and wont let anyone else kill him either. (Deadlock later learns it’d be plain stupid to kill the only person who is keeping the planets supply of energon going.) But megs just has a hard time properly going through with killing his old best friend.

But, megs beats the shit out of Deadlock as punishment for trying to overthrow his authority. He looses a leg and the rest of his body is pretty fucked up, but manages to escape when they assume he’s dead. Deadlock found himself at a neutral clinic that he would hope save him, but they turned him away. Until Ratchet comes in and takes him, to treat him and also as prisoner. Then takes him back to the autobot base to hold him in their prisoner medical wing, where Deadlock will recover (slowly) and Where Fireflight and the other baby birds (who are now adults) meet him!

He’s rather salty and grumpy, He doesn’t want to be there and he’s also particularly mean to Ratchet. He also doesn’t talk to anyone. But thats how he ends up coming across the babies!

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Thoughts on dumb puppy Steve.. thoughts on... Thoughts on dumb puppy Steve who can't even fathom what he's doing, he just WANTS, he just NEEDS, and he can't help but push too much into the kiss or buck his hips or be just sooo eager for more more more... Bucky has to hold his ass down more often than not, has to threaten to tie him down if he wont stop moving and more often then not... He has to. Because poor stevie... He just can't help it he can't help but squirm and whine and beg for more, try and take more.

Before when he was little, it was just cute, he was easy to hold down and control. But now with all his big new muscles he can't help it, he can't help but accidentally use them sometimes. Unless he's retrained which really just serves as just a good reminder rather than actually holding him down since he can probably break through most ropes and cuffs.

But when he IS restrained the whining and begging gets just.... Sooo much worse. The verbal spew of 'please-' and 'bucky!' and 'more' just gets out of hand.. and when he's really dumb, if they've been at it for so long forming words is even too much, just whining and moaning and whimpering. Always so vocal. Poor guy really can't help it though, after all he is just a dumb puppy.

I like to think the SECOND that collar is tightened into place around his neck he's gone, he's trapped and swallowed by the melty, whiney, NEEDY headspace. And as much as Bucky might scold and try to train his poor mutt, he can never keep still unless retrained and never keep quiet unless gagged. That's okay though, Bucky will help his sweet boy be good, always. And Steve appreciates the help because lord knows all he wants in life is to be good, ESPECIALLY good for Bucky.

Puppy Steve my beloved 💫

Thoughts on puppy Steve always f-u-c-k.

I fucking love puppy Steve.

An uncontrollable, almost unrefined in the sheer primal, pathetic way he reacts to pleasure, and desperate Steve 🤌🏻🤌🏻

"...he can't help but push too much into the kiss or buck his hips or be just sooo eager for more more more... Bucky has to hold his ass down more often than not, has to threaten to tie him down if he wont stop moving and more often then not... He has to. Because poor stevie... He just can't help it he can't help but squirm and whine and beg for more, try and take more."

My jaw is on the floor.

Fuck.

Steve just helplessly leaning into every kiss, tilting his face and whole body into it. Clinging. Swooning. Moaning. Just a little bit of moaning. He can't help it. Everything and anything just lights his fire. What? He's a puppy! That's what he does.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Imagining Steve immediately post-serum, finding Bucky, and locking lips the moment they're alone only to lean his entire brick-wall-weight onto him is too good. He probably fucking bowls Bucky over like a saint bernard onto a house cat.

Dumb 👏🏻 puppy 👏🏻

Squirming and blabbering and drooling, acting like he's never been touched before even though Bucky knows damn well he's been thoroughly touched. He's just a dump puppy with nerves like live wires.

Holy shit, yes! The collar 🤌🏻

A collar just does him in. There's something about the tightness, the weight, and the ownership of it. It makes his eyes all but cross--glazed. Really, Steve's so affected by it that Bucky could be just hanging out--reading on the couch, or leaning against the kitchen counter, snacking, doing anything--and reach out casually with one hand to wrap losely around Steve's throat, reeling him in for a kiss and *bam* he's a goner. He's down, swallowing shallowly and whimpering for his collar.

Thank you for this, sweetheart. I love it 😮‍💨😮‍💨

[hemeruni]

I loved this comic. Even though i haven't been a fan of this comic for nearly as long as other people, this comic kinda brought me out of something. I believed Kittycorn could've done better if she broke out of their circle, took a long break, gotten help, and then apologized. Even if some people wouldn't forgive her, I just want to see them do better. Couldn't be that simple, huh? I wont lie, as weird as this sounds, I have a really bad habit of digging my nose into places where it shouldn't be, I saw the red flags but, I am still surprised and disheartened. Sucks cause in the same week this all happened, another creator of mine (Emmetspage formally known as LimeLazy) turns out to be another not so good person with a bad past. This isn't anything public, though. I just know this because he had some old names laying around. Anyway, moving back to this comic, I dunno what to feel about this situation, I just have a hard time speaking up about stuff, I am just so disappointed. Anyway sorry for the yap

Honestly this is really fucking sad to hear because in all honesty. I relate to this tenfold.

For the longest time I wanted SOMETHING to change, something about KC that could truly help her get out of the cycle she’s in. I’ve had my experiences with mental health spirals, and of course I can’t really share the same experience KC has, but this is just. Not the way to go at it.

Dragging other people down with you doesn’t help, finding comfort in people that use you for these things doesn’t help. Being constantly online and exposing yourself to this shit. Doesn’t help.

Help isn’t easy, hell, it took me years before I could truly get the help I needed, but the first step of GETTING help is realizing what you currently have. Is a problem.

But it doesn’t seem like KC sees that. And that’s really, really sad.

[bigfatbreak]

they both got bonked for being silly.