#anyway. ugh. I know it's not going to happen but I'll never stop wishing for a spin-off/prequel with these two

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The Chavs and the Chav-Nots

"Look, Heidi, I know this sounds crazy, but trust me, it's going to work. The plan is solid. I take the Chav juice I invented, and bam I'm a chav for 24 hours. A full day to go undercover as the ultimate chav bitch. I'll be just like them, blending right in with those girls who make our lives hell. I know you're worried, but it's our only shot. We’ll get the dirt we need to stop them.

Here’s the thing, though, once I drink it, I won’t remember being me. I’ll be all in, completely believing I’ve always been a chav. I might not even go by the name of Jess anymore. And that means… I might come after you too. I might bully you just like they do. But you have to remember, it’s not really me.

When the 24 hours are up, I’ll be back to normal, and we’ll have everything we need. It'll be tough, but it’s worth it. We’re so close to turning the tables on them, Heidi. This is our chance. Just hold on for one day, okay? Ok here goes nothing."

"What the hell am I wearing? I must have blacked out from all the partying and stole your loser clothes. Thankfully even in these fucking shit outfit and virgin glasses I’m still a fuckin’ knockout.

I need to get out of here before someone actually sees me with you. Do you know what that would do to my rep? Being seen with someone like you? Ugh, it's disgusting just thinking about it.

Honestly, I don't even know why you even go to school. It's not like anyone actually likes you. You're just this sad, clingy little parasite, always hanging on, hoping someone will notice you. Spoiler alert, they don’t. You're invisible. You’re fuckin’ nothing, not like me.

Ugh I feel like your ugliness will rub off on me if I stick around any longer. I need some new sexier clothes. Out of the way fugly and if I see you again you’ll wish you were never born.”

"Heidi… oh my God, I’m so sorry. I remember everything. All the horrible things I said to you as Jessi… that’s what I… I mean she, calls herself. It’s like I was trapped inside my own head, watching it all happen. I felt every nasty mean thing she did. I didn’t mean any of it, I swear.

Thankfully I got a lot of juicy dirt on those evil bitches but you’re not going to like this…. I need to become Jessi again. They opened up a lot to her but I could tell they were still wary of her. I just need to spend more time with them and do what they do and gain their trust.

Thankfully Jessi bought some new clothes while she was in control. I know they are slutty and revealing but they are they perfect to fit in with them. Jessi is a perfect chav.

Of course it helped that the juice transformed my body too. I didn’t expect the big tits, the fake tan, the blonde ponytail, or the press on nails but it certainly helps sell the look. I even think some of the chavs are jealous of Jessi.

And, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but it was kind of… nice? I mean, not the whole ‘being a complete bitch’ part, but having them be jealous you know? Anyway I better go get changed into my ‘Jessi’ clothes. Sorry in advance.”

“I thought I told you I’d beat the shit out of you if I saw you again loser. What are you even doing at this party, it’s only for hot studs and bad bitches like us, isn’t that right girls?

This is the fuckin’ train wreck I was telling you about girls. Oh you know her? Yeah I guess she is hard to miss, like a wart on a diseased foot. God, just look at her. Honestly, Heidi, you’re a joke. I mean, who even lets you out of the house looking like that? Where’d you get those clothes? A charity shop? They’re so tragic. And that hair… yikes. Ever heard of shampoo?

She’s starting to make me gag girls. Kayla, kick this bitch out will you, I don’t want her putting me off fuckin’ Derek later. So long dork.”

"Heidi, I’m sorry… again. I know I was awful, but you have to understand, I got even more dirt on those girls. We’re so close to taking them down for good!

Did I have sex with Derek? As in Delinquent Derek the hardest guy on the estates? No… I don’t so? I mean it’s all a little blurry, Jessi was drinking a lot. I only have patches of the night but I’m sure she didn’t. He was texting my phone this morning calling me a bad bitch so I’m sure she told him off.

Oh these hoop earrings? Yeah they’re Jessi’s but I find it’s an easier transition to being her if I’m already wearing some of her stuff. Sure her body fits everything so much better but she’s likely to question everything less if she’s ready to go. Plus I kind of like the way the look on me, they’re sort of sexy don’t you think? Do you think should wear more makeup? Then again what would you know? Anyway I better go get ready for Jessi.”

"Aww, look at you, Heidi, crying like a little baby. What, did I hurt your feelings? Pathetic. You should be used to it by now. You’re so weak it makes my stomach turn.

I’ll let you in on little secret though. I know all about Jess, my loser alter ego. The more she’s transformed into me the more of her memories have slipped into my mind. The more control I’ve taken. Her smarts have let me take over the gang. They are all dumb sluts so it was easy to manipulate them into making me their leader.

But it’s a two way street. I’m sure you’ve noticed Jess has become a little bit meaner, a little bit hotter, and a little bit vainer. All thanks to yours truly. Poor little Jess thought she could control me, use me like some tool to get her way. But she didn’t realize how strong I am.

Just a few more times, and Jess won’t exist anymore. She’ll be gone, and it’ll be just me, Jessi. Forever. And you? You’ll be stuck dealing with the real me, the one who doesn’t give a fuck about you or your pathetic tears. I love being an evil chav bitch and soon Jess will too.

But don’t you go getting any ideas about telling her what I’m up to. I’ve got her dosing on juice everyday but she could still reject me and try and go cold turkey if she’s convinced, so this will be our little secret.”

"Heidi, what are you talking about? Jessi’s plan? Jessi doesn’t have a plan, she doesn’t even know about me. You’re just overreacting. I’m in control here, not Jessi. I know what I’m doing.

You’re just jealous because the juice has had some delicious side effects, like making me fuckin’ tasty. I’ve had to wear all the clothes Jessi bought because they’re the only things that now fit me. The fake tan, nails and makeup is just to compliment it all.

Or maybe you’re just jealous because the Chavs have stopped bullying me entirely. In fact they kind of fear me. Maybe that’s what’s really bothering you. You liked it better when I was just plain old Jess, right? Anything to draw attention away from you.

And come on, Jessi taking over? That’s absurd. I know who I am. I’m still me. Kind. Smart. Caring. And sexy as fuck. Maybe I’m just... improving a little, that’s all. What’s wrong with that? You can’t handle the fact that I’m finally stepping out of my shell.

Honestly, Heidi, you’re starting to sound like a paranoid freak. You’re just trying to hold me back because you’re afraid of being left behind. Maybe you’re the one who needs to change, to toughen up a bit. Ever think about that? Anyway I have better places to be now.”

“Well, well, Heidi. Look at you. I didn’t think you had it in you to try and tell Jess about my plan. Gotta say, I’m impressed. Didn’t think you had a backbone. But that’s why I had the girls tie you up and bring you to me.

See, I’m so close to making sure Jess is gone for good, and I can’t let you derail my plans. You’ve always been such a little thorn in my side, but something Jess said to you made me think that maybe I could get your pushiness to work in my favour. Maybe it’s time YOU changed.

Open up, Heidi. You’re about to get a taste of what real power feels like. Just a little modified Chav juice, enough to see things my way. Thanks to Jess’ brilliant mind I’ve adapted it to make you into everything I need you to be. Come on, don’t make this harder than it has to be. It’s time for you to join the winning side.”

"You know I wasn’t sure at first that your idea of you imbedding yourself in with Jessi was such a good idea, especially because she really seemed to hate your guts but these past few days I’ve seen flashes of you and her hanging out and you’re as thick as thieves. You’re very convincing. It helps you’re started dressing like all the other Chavs too. Don’t get me wrong, you look proper fit now babes. I mean… you fit in so well with Jessi and her crew!

Speaking of which I’m so glad you’ve changed your mind about me taking the juice, you get that it’s only going to be a few times more and then it’ll be over. I wasn’t sure you’d see things my way, but now you’re being so supportive, so encouraging. It makes this whole thing feel so much easier.

And I have to admit… I do enjoy being Jessi sometimes. She’s so fuckin’ hawt and nasty. A proper slag. Oh sorry about that, she slips out out from time to time. A lot more recently. It just feels so freeing to not have to worry about anything. She’s a real bitch and gets what she wants. As she should!

Shit I was going to wait a few hours but what harm could it be to take some juice now? Thanks Heidi you’re so supportive. But you know what first? Let’s you and I get dolled up so when Jessi takes over she’s ready to go with her ‘bestie’.”

“Mmmm yesss that did it. I can feel the last of that loser is out of my system. I have to hand it to you babes, this would have taken weeks to do if I didn’t have you by my side. I always knew you had potential, but damn, you’ve become the loyal bitch I needed. Together, we’re going to run the school, no doubt about it.

Funny how Jess tried to go undercover with the chavs and what brought her down was me her better half infiltrating her world with you as my perfect hawt weapon.

And as for me… just look at me. I’m the perfect chav now. In fact I’m the fuckin’ chav Queen! Shedding that weakling Jess was the best thing I could have done. I’m everything she could never be.

But you, you’re my best creation. A slutty bestie who is unwavering loyal and a fuckin’ stunner to boot. Mmmm the trouble we are going to get up to is making me so wet.

After I dosed all the other girls with anti-chav I needed to start building a better gang anyway. They were just posers compared to us. It’s going to be so much fun converting the other nerds into chav babes and bullying our old enemies.

We’re the Chavs now and their just the chav-nots.”

[coldbronzemoon]

Danny Fenton, Totally Mortal Hero Consultant (DPxDC)

Snippet for an AU I'll probably never fully write where Danny takes a job as a consultant for the Justice League to help with ghost and demon bullshit. It's a pretty good cash flow to help him with college, after all, and very flexible hours.

He just claims all his knowledge comes from his parents. Unfortunately, the JL has caught word of the elusive yet active hero Phantom, and want Danny to help them meet and assess him. Whoops.

Over the phone, Tucker sighed. “Good Christ, Danny, why do you keep doing this?”

“I’m not doing anything,” Danny said immediately. He winced at the vague sound of screaming below. Demons sucked. “I didn’t know the JL thing was gonna have me finding Phantom. How would I? They were talking about tracking down powerful ghosts, I was assuming Ancients!”

Tucker sighed again, which was really quite unfair of him. “Mhm. Well, Fenton Catcher?”

“Probably not. They know me pretty well at this point, and unlike what Sam says I can be professional. I’d confuse them with the… uh…”

“Stoner shtick?”

There was more screaming happening, but judging from the pitch it was a demon screaming this time. Danny checked the situation. Yep, demon getting their ass kicked. He didn’t need to get involved with a blaster. Yet.

Instead, he scowled at his phone. “Stop calling it that.”

“You’re gonna tell me flanny Danny wasn’t a pitch-perfect stoner, huh? With the chill vibing and the dopey look?”

“I hate you.”

“Love you too, bud.” 

The sound of a clacking keyboard that had underlined their conversation stopped. “But seriously, Danny, what the hell are you gonna do with this?”

“Uh, lie, probably,” Danny said, because it was very likely.

“Alright, smartass, what are you going to do when that lie backfires on you like literally every other one does?”

“That’s when I start gaslighting, gatekeeping, and girlbossing, babe.”

He had a hard time hearing Tucker’s distant groan of “Why am I still your friend?” on account of the sudden explosion. Danny checked again. Hm. Demon dude had a nasty fire thing going on.

Danny switched on his Fenton water gun—holy water included!-- and shot the demon in the face. They let out a cracking hiss of rage, but dropped the fire spell thing. He waited for them to stop looking around wildly for the culprit for a moment. 

He went back to the call. “‘Cause you loooove me, Tuck. From the bottom of your twice-dead heart.”

“Unfortunately,” Tucker deadpanned.

Danny just cackled. It was lost amongst the sound of supernatural bullshit below.

“Anyway, I’m still figuring out my plan A, honestly. Might bring in gray-man?”

“Amorpho’s an asshole, though. He’ll ruin the whole thing by taking the opportunity to shift into a JL member for a bit.”

Hm. True.

“Yeah, but he’s the main guy I know with that power set.”

“Ask after Desiree?” He could hear the immediate distaste in Tucker’s voice. “Ugh, pretend I didn’t say that. That’s worse than Amorpho.”

“It’s awful,” Danny agreed easily. 

Desiree was actually pretty alright nowadays, mostly on account of Danny remembering the last couple minutes of Aladdin and wishing she could refuse wishes she didn’t want to grant. That had made her happy enough to stop actively picking fights. 

Unfortunately, spending the entirety of one’s afterlife twisting the wording of wishes to their worst form made it hard to stop being an asshole. Who knew! So getting Desiree to split him in two for like a week had a 50/50 chance of fucking up his work relationship with the literal league of superheroes irrevocably. And this was his main cash flow right now.

So, no Desiree, no siree.

“Come up with something better then, asshole.”

Danny hummed and, since the heroes below were focused on the demon, lifted up a little and did a thoughtful back flip. What to do, what to do…?

Oh!

“My cousin!” he exclaimed.

“What cous—? Oh, Ellie.”

“Yeah, Ellie, Tuck. Which other cousins do I have?”

Tucker scoffed. “You literally have that whole Nightingale thing going on through your dad?”

Danny couldn’t help the face he made. The remaining Nightingales were worse than his parents somehow. “The Nightingales don’t count.”

“You can’t just say they don’t count.”

“I can say that, actually, and I will. They’re, like, cousins through my great-great-great-grandpa anyway.”

“Isn’t there a fight going on over there? Should you be shooting someone?”

 “Yeah, probably.”

He peaked down through the window once more. The heroes must have gotten the first demon to leave while he was talking, because the horned demon fighting them now was a truly unfortunate shade of yellow-green instead of purple. Or maybe it had transformed for some reason? They had it about as in-hand as the other one, though, so Danny definitely didn’t need to go down there. He shot the maybe-new demon in the face real quick.

“Anyway, Ellie can totally help out, she’s been practicing with changing up her looks. She’s also more, uh, malleable than me, what with her situation and all. Looking fully like Phantom shouldn’t be hard.”

Tucker hummed. “She’d try to embarrass you though.”

“Yeah, that’s a problem.” Danny spun in place. “I could bribe her?”

“With what? Her life doesn’t involve needing much cash.”

“She doesn’t get out to the Zone very much. Not many of the inhabited places, anyway. I can promise her the weird apple things Dora’s been growing with Sam’s help, she loved those.”

“If you think that’ll work…” Tucker trailed off dubiously.

Danny laughed. “She’s annoying sometimes, but she’s not gonna fuck over my job if I ask her not to. I’ll just bribe her extra hard for resisting the temptation to mock me.”

“Fair enough.” The clacking of keys resumed. “I’ve really gotta pay attention now, someone’s trying to stop me from getting into this database. Someone half-decent, actually, did they upgrade? Hm. Make sure no one died, yeah?”

“They’re alive. Bye, Tuck,” Danny said, and ended the call.

He shoved his phone back into his jacket pocket and made his way down the stairs. The fight outside he had been stationed for was basically over—Captain Marvel and Green Lantern (Danny was pretty sure he had accidentally learned the dude’s actual name at some point, but hell if he could remember)—had pulled out the magic restraints one of the other consultants had handed out.

That had probably been Constantine. Ugh. Constantine. Dude could stand to lighten up a little; skulking and smoking all the time wasn’t the base state of someone enjoyable to be around. Then again, Danny knew he annoyed the shit out of some of the league with his own attitude, so he maybe shouldn’t talk. But at least he was annoying with a smile!

Case in point: Danny grinned at the heroes. “Got it handled?”

“Suppose so,” said the Green Lantern, “though a little more help would have been nice.”

Captain Marvel was too busy getting in a minor tussle with the demon to say anything either way.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m like, pretty mortal,” Danny said. “I’m not fucking with demons right where they can hit me. And I did shoot him!”

Green Lantern rolled his eyes, but admitted the point. Danny cheerfully flipped him off anyway.

“I’ll be heading out, then, the hellmouth this guy crawled out of is like three miles away.” Captain Marvel said, hauling the handcuffed demon over his shoulders like a very angry backpack.

“Oh, one more for the road!” 

Danny hit the demon with a final water gun shot. Hissing and scrunching their face like a cat, the demon tried to lunge at him. It wasn’t very successful. Weirdly non-verbal for a demon, who usually had to talk to make deals and steal mortal souls, but Danny wouldn’t judge. Might be a minor demon. A really basic imp? Who knew.

“Stop being a little bitch and you won’t get spray-bottled, asshole,” Danny chided.

With a loud laugh, Captain Marvel sped away.

[stayarmytinyzenmoa-l]

Hey, Mickey! [Pt. 2]

University AU TW: Language, Alcohol Consumption, P w/out P, Hook-Up Culture, Y/N's a bit promiscuous but so are her friends lmfao Smut Warnings: Semi-Public Sex, Car Sex, Sloppy Make Outs, Penetrative Sex, Degradation, Name Calling, Fingering, Handjob, Oral (F!Giving - Blowjob), Lowkey face-fucking, Overstimulation, San's a meanie (translated: soft dom ish), Unprotected Sex (contraceptives are sexy guys), Double Penetration, Anal, Creampie, Manhandling, Multiple Orgasms, Genre: Romance, Smut, Exes-to-FWB-to-Lovers, Minors DNI Pairing: Choi San x Reader ft. Yeosang YN Pronouns: Female (She/Her) Word Count: 3.8K

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Notes: I didn't mean to write a sequel to this but... here we are ig lmaooooooo BUT THIS IS IT I PROMISE! Also rq you do not need to read part 1, this can be a stand alone, but if you want to read that filth go ahead. Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in these actions. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.

Feedback is greatly appreciated!! Thank you for reading!

"I hate you, (Y/N)!" Your friend cried. "You said he's free!"

"Okay, and? He's not free anymore," you sipped on your iced tea while your friend lamented on the table in front of you.

"Was he... was he at least a good fuck?"

"I guess you'll never know."

"No!" Your friend cries into her arms. She looks at you with sad eyes. "You're lucky I love you."

"Yup," you finished your tea and placed it aside while you continued your paper. "Plus, you don't want to date that asshole," you rolled your eyes and groaned.

"Why not?"

"His idea of a date is a movie and a fuck, he's so unromantic," you complained.

"Why are you dating him then?" She asks, regaining her composure and touching up her eyeliner now.

"I guess I'm just used to it," you eyed her weirdly but continued your own business. "Maybe I kinda missed it."

"Wow, your friends were right, your standards are really on the floor, huh?" She huffs. Apparently so.

"I know," you couldn't stop the grin from rising on your face. "Anyway, we have a date later, so we'll see what happens," you rest your chin against your palm.

"Aw, what's the plan?" She pushes.

"Let's see," San chimes behind you while placing a hand on your shoulder, "dinner at 6, movie at 8, and sex in my car at 10," San lists off on his fingers behind you.

"You're stupid," you rolled your eyes again and looked at your friend, "what did I tell you. Unromantic, right?" You sighed.

"Just the way you like it," he shoots you a wink and steals your coffee.

"What else did I tell you? Absolute asshole," you deadpanned toward your friend. San, making no comment, walked off. "Look, he just came here to fucking embarrass me and take my shit, ugh, why am I talking to him again?" You shook your head and went back to work. "Consider yourself lucky, friend." You stole a glance at her, catching her watching San walk off.

"I wish I had a guy who treated me like shit."

"You're even stupider than he is."

"Let me live my whore era in peace," her head slips down her hand and she giggles. "You have two other friends, right?"

"Why are you so attracted to my friends?!"

"Why are your friends so attractive?!" She fires back.

~

"Really, San? I thought you'd at least be a little more classy than this," you crawled over to the backseat and straddled his lap. The earlier date was a bit of a blur, to be honest, the movie was boring and dinner was okay, but part of you felt that weird semblance of him trying to be more romantic. It didn't work though. In the end, you were still about to fuck in his car, one of the most unromantic of places.

"I mean, yeah, but you're here anyway, aren't you?" His hands rest on either side of your hip. "If you want me to take you home to my place right now then I'll do it," he shrugs. "But can you wait that long?" He teases you.

"Shut up," you leaned down and kissed him. Your lips moved together slowly while San's thumbs started to trace circles around your hips. His hands slipped into your shirt and sent a cold shock up your spine, something that elicited a small groan from you and allowed San to push forward while deepening the kiss. You felt your hips relax against his lap and you could feel his boner against his jeans. You separated for a moment, leaving San to chase after you.

"What?" His voice sounded more disinterested than annoyed.

"Your windows are tinted, right?" You looked out into the nighttime.

"Nope," he pulls you down to his lips once again.

"San," his name was muffled between your lips. "Mm mmm," you shook your head. He pulled away.

"Come on, no one's here, you can see the lot better than I can," he starts to kiss your neck instead. He wasn't really wrong per se, you really should've suspected something when he parked back here, but here you were being surprised again, huh? "What are you so worried about? It's not like anyone we know would be here at this time," he continues. Again, he wasn't wrong.

Plus, part of you thought that car sex was hot.

"Fine, but I do expect you to bring me home still," you said.

"Yeah, yeah, of course," he pulled your shirt off and kissed you again, something you welcomed and reciprocated. He reached behind you and unclasped your bra before tossing it to some unknown part of the car, and your hips bucked against his, something that made him smirk against you. "Needy much?" He teased you too often, in your opinion.

"Shut up and just fuck me already, okay?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," San separated from you and you groaned. "Hold on there, baby, we're not just fucking around anymore," he lowers you against the seat and your breath catches in your throat. "Nah, we're "talking," right? I'm fucking to keep you now," he presses small kisses against your chest. "Then again, my competition is Mark, so I'm not too concerned," he grabs the waistbands of your skirt and your panties and pulls them off slowly.

"Don't be mean!" You tug at his hair and he groans around your nipple.

Mark, San's polar opposite. He was sweet, romantic, and just so caring, kinda bad at sex but you would never tell him. You didn't deserve him, now that you thought of it, especially since you're about to be willingly dicked down by your ex, but what's new?

"And? Since when were you into the nice guys? I know you, you like us mean," San's fingers ghost over your clit and your back arches. He pushes himself up and presses wet kisses along your jaw just as he traces his fingers around your folds and, fucking finally, he presses two fingers inside of you.

"Haa..." you let out a shaky moan and felt yourself sinking into the leather seats. You pulled his face to yours and kissed him hard. He let out a low groan as you started to palm at his crotch.

"You like us stupid too," he mutters against you. "You like it when we can't think of anything other than you, you thrive on that shit, it gets you off every time," his voice was a low rumble on your lips.

"No," your response came out as a low moan, "that's not..." you couldn't finish your sentence, not with how he was moving inside of you.

"You're all I ever think about," he presses up against your g-spot and your legs nearly clamped together as you started to grind on his fingers. "I could be doing whatever and all I can think about is how much of a cock-hungry whore you can be, all I think about is how you can barely even talk after I'm done with you. You should see yourself right now, where'd all that pride from earlier go?" He pulled his hand away in a swift movement, licking them clean before pulling his jeans off. The opportunity presented itself and you weren't one to back down, besides, you couldn't let him have all the glory. You were quick to push him back now, taking more of a front and wrapping your hand around his dick. "Oh?" He asks with a confident grin. You dragged your hand up and started to slowly jerk him, taking your time to listen to his own pretty moans.

"I usually prefer to be the one dumb fucked stupid but... you said it yourself, I'm fucking to keep you," you crawled into the space between his legs and wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, your tongue drawing languid circles around it while San's head hit the back of the seat.

"Fuck..." he drew the curse out and his hand rested on the top of your head as you took more and more of his cock into your mouth. He wasn't pushing down on you, thankfully, but the force was there, and god did it turn you on. You pulled your head up along his dick now, jerking him all along the way while he started to pull at your hair. The bitter taste of precum dragged along your tongue each time you tried to take more of him. "You can take more of it, I know you can," he starts to push your head down further and you gagged around him. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes and San cursed again. "Fuck, you look so hot like this," he brushes your hair out of your face right as you take the last of him in. Deep breaths, just relax. Not the first time you blew him, just the first time in such a restricted space. You try to pull off of him again, but his hips move up and he holds you in place.

"Mmph," you moaned around him while he thrust into you. Your legs started to give way under you, sliding further apart while you sank to the bottom of the car and your wetness dripped out of you. One of your hands moved to your pussy and you slipped your index and middle fingers inside to scissor yourself while you gagged on his cock. San moaned on top of you just as he pulled you off of him to give you a chance to climb back on top of him, your pussy hovering above his cock for just a moment before you spread your lips and sank down on him. He pulled you down into an open kiss, with wet moans being stolen with his tongue. His hands settled on your hips, squeezing them gently to urge you to move at your own pace, and a small shift from him was enough for you to start riding him. Your hips rocked back and forth, the car shifting under you with every movement but your wary glances around confirmed that you and he were still alone. Finally, you felt your abdomen tighten and you tugged him away from you. "I'm... haa... I'm almost there," you told him.

"Are you?" His words had a heavy sultry tone to them and you felt his lips trail up your jawline. "Hold it in," he bites down on your neck and you whimpered.

"I don't think... mmph... I don't think I can," your voice mixed with your moans now and his hands tightened on your waist to hold you still.

"You know, I just cleaned this car too," he spoke against your neck. This asshole. "Would be a shame if I had to clean it again," he sighs and lowers you down again, taking full control of you.

"San, please," your hands squeezed his hips and he thrusts into you. "Please, please, please," you begged him. You couldn't hold your orgasm in any longer than you already have.

"Go then," he releases your hips and you grasp onto his shoulders and lean forward, moving up and down his length to reach your orgasm all the while he whispers dirty things. Your pussy slid against his cock, feeling the way he stretched you open with each glide up and down, it was almost too good. The things you would do just to get him to let you sit on his cock forever. "Damn, only I can make you like this, huh?" He grins just as you stilled over him, your orgasm wracking through your body, and him moaning on top of you, staying in place while your pussy tried to pull him in further.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," you cursed repeatedly and San flipped you so that your stomach was against the seats and he pistoned into you. "Fuck, oh god, I can't," you shook your head against them now while San thrust into you with enough force that your wetness gushed around his cock. And when you felt his thumb press against your pucker you grabbed onto the seats with a vice grip, then right as you reached your second orgasm he stilled for a moment, letting you ride it out, until he spoke again.

"You ready?"

"Mmhmm," you moaned and he pushed into you.

"Shit..." he let out a breathy moan, while you moaned loudly, not caring if anyone was around to hear you. Your hand moved to your clit, trying to speed up to your next orgasm.

"Ugh, oh god," your hands moved faster and soon, somehow, you were on his lap again, your arms wrapped around his neck and his hands on your waist while he fucked you and you bit down on his shoulder to keep from screaming while the car rocked back and forth and, then, you made a mistake. You opened your eyes.

And Yeosang's jaw dropped.

Immediately, you zipped your mouth shut and San, sensing the sudden unease, stopped all his movements. You and Yeosang were stuck staring at each other for a bit, and carefully, awkwardly, he held up a bag and pointed at it.

"Haa, fuck," you cursed, rolled your eyes, and pointed at San's head. San turned his head just enough to see him, before he looked at you.

"Down?" He asks. He didn't specify what in particular, but with enough context, you were able to piece it together.

"In here?"

"Sure."

"Ugh," you groaned again. "If he is," you finally conceded. You looked out the back window again and, for whatever reason, Yeosang was still standing there. Of all the times to run into him it happened to be when your ex was balls deep into your pussy, of course. Wordlessly, San turned just enough to see him again and raised his hand up, motioning for Yeosang to come in. Yeosang, seemingly, took a deep breath and sighed. He looked at you, showing you a thumbs up and a look as if to ask if it was really okay, and with another roll of your eyes you nodded, and he shrugged, and he walked over. "God, it's about to get so cramped." You grumbled.

"Whatever, not the first time we fucked in this car," San groaned. You made a move to pull off of him, but he held you still while he leaned over and unlocked the car.

"I have, uh, waba grill," Yeosang slides in. "You look hungry, (Y/N)."

"A little, yeah," you nodded.

"Yo, you gonna join us or are you just here to fap?" San leans over to ask him. "Lock the car for me too."

"Yeah, yeah," Yeosang locks the car. "You cool if I join for sure, right?" He asks you.

"Woo might be mad that he's not here," you looked away for a moment.

"Aw, man, Woo doesn't have to know," San reasons.

"Well, whatever," Yeosang tosses his food onto the driver's seat and climbs in the back. "How far are we?"

"Three orgasms... was about to be four until you decided to look in here," you muttered.

"Whoops," Yeo pulls his shirt off and you look away.

"Yo," San whistles lowly.

"You guys suck," you mumbled and San pulled you off of him.

"I'll take a breather, you two have fun," San says. That's... different.

"Huh? You sure?" Yeosang asks and even you were surprised.

"Sure, last time you two get to fuck at least."

"Last?!" You both exclaimed.

"Yup, next time (Y/N) and I'll be official."

"In your dreams, Choi San," you rolled your eyes and turned Yeosang's face toward yours, capturing his lips with yours in an instant. Yeosang matched your rhythm quickly, holding onto your hips with a gentle grip while you moved on top of him.

"Oh," he mumbles. Yup, you both knew it, he was planning something. "Whatever, (Y/N), come here," he pulls you close to him and you press your lips to his.

Okay, you had to admit it, this wasn't the first time you and Yeosang fucked. The first time was because you both got drunk at a party. The second was because he picked you up from a failed date. And the third was now. And yet every time and with every partner, of course, you ended up comparing them to the jackass sitting behind you. Yeosang was gentler in his movements, he had control, easily, but he let you go through the motions. Even now, while you sank your hips onto his, you could feel the motions of him pushing you down too. You held onto both headrests on either side of you when he started to thrust into you, and you fought the urge to clamp your legs whenever he pushed into you just right. Your hands traced up his abdomen, wrapping around either side of his chest while you rode him, in some ways Yeosang was just perfect and if it hadn't been for San then maybe, maybe, this would've felt a little less cruel. Then, you felt San press his hand onto your back and he pushed you down onto Yeosang, close enough that you two nearly fell into a kiss.

"You know, (Y/N)," San whispers in your ear, pressing a small kiss to the shell of it too. "Yeo's had the biggest crush on you since we were kids."

"Come on, man, don't tell her about that," Yeosang's face twists in pleasure. He holds onto you tighter, thrusts becoming more pointed.

"The dude used to cum in socks thinking of you," San laughs. "What do you think? Pussy better than fabric?" San chides.

"San!" You tried to turn to glare at him, but his hand kept your head in place.

"And look at you two now, fucking in the backseat of my car," he continues to taunt. "How's it feel, Yeo?"

"Fuck you, San," Yeosang holds onto your hips tighter and you let out a breathy moan.

"Don't even listen to him," you pressed your lips against Yeosang's, and he kissed back, with both of your hips rolling against each other. Then you felt San's cock rub against you. And when you felt it push against your asshole, you broke off of Yeosang and buried your head in his neck, muffling your moan against his skin. "Fuck," you gripped onto Yeosang's arms and he groaned with every movement. Every time San pushed further into you, you ground down on Yeosang, and with every thrust you moved forward and back between them until he had finally settled in. You lightly chewed on Yeosang's skin, trying to get used to the feeling. Yeosang moaned under you, feeling the difference almost instantly.

"Shit," he clenches his jaw, holding back as much as he could.

"Don't be a little bitch," San growls, wrapping one arm around your torso and pulling you up against his chest, he thrusts into you and you grab onto his arm, your nails digging into his skin with every movement and Yeosang biting down on his hand to stop himself from cumming inside of you. "You cum in her and I'll make sure you regret it, Yeo," San says.

"I'm fucking trying, asshole," Yeosang makes a move to pull out of you but San pushes you down on his cock further.

"Oh god," your hands were on either side of Yeosang now, mind going blank from both cocks moving inside of you. Yeosang pressed open-mouth kisses against your skin, leaving it burning in its path. You turned your head so that you could whisper to him, being sure that only he could hear you.

"Fuck me like you got to me first," you said beneath a moan. Yeosang turns his head to look at you.

"Fuck it," Yeosang shakes his head and grips your thighs, pushing into you at a new pace to match San's, and you fell limp against him, fighting against his own strength to close your legs.

"Attaboy!" San was almost having too much fun with this. "Savor it, lover boy, this is the last time you get to try it." He could be so mean sometimes.

"Fuck! Oh, god, don't stop!" You felt your orgasm building up inside you again, your pussy clenched around Yeosang's cock and your hands dug into his hair while San constantly reminded you that he was there.

"Haa, shit," Yeosang cursed under you. From the way he was moving you could tell he was close and, fuck how amazing it would be to feel him. "Where?" Was all he could get out and, before you could even answer, San pulled you off of him and wrapped his arms under your legs to keep them open.

"Not inside, that's for sure," San said between grunts, he thrust into you at a faster pace now, not being held back by the previous resistance, and your head fell against his neck, just barely able to see through bleary eyes the way Yeosang jerked his cock. You felt your pussy clench around nothing, trying to get some kind of pleasure, any, and luckily Yeosang knew you better than you thought. His mouth wrapped over your clit, tongue circling around the sensitive nub while San continued to fuck into you, and when Yeosang pushed his tongue inside of you you knew you were done for. Your next orgasm hit you hard, so hard that you swear you blacked out for a second before getting pulled back to the reality that was San cumming in your ass. Your legs shook under his hold, and your breaths were heavy and hot. Yeosang sat up, wiping the cum from his chin as he did so.

"No more... I can't..." you shook your head and San pulled out of you slowly, watching the trail of cum follow his dick.

"Yeah, yeah," San was quiet, finally. Yeosang, meanwhile, reached over and grabbed his clothes.

"Well, I'm out," he pulls his shirt on.

"You're leaving already?" You asked with your eyes screwed shut.

"Yeah, exam," Yeosang rolls his eyes, wiping his dick off before shoving it back into his boxers. "Later," he steps into the passenger seat before unlocking the door, he looks back at San. "Also, you're an asshole."

"I know," San holds his hand up until Yeosang leaves. "You staying back here or moving up?"

"Ugh..." you turned so that your head laid on his chest, "can we just stay like this for a bit?"

"Sure," San's hand rests on your back now. "Too hard?"

"Like you care."

"Hey! I'm trying here," his hands rose up momentarily before settling on you again. You pressed a small kiss to his chest.

"Were you telling the truth about Yeo?"

"Oh yeah, big time," he nods.

"That's mean."

"Just how you like it."

"Fuck you."

"So soon?"

"I... ugh..." you closed your eyes again.

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The trades right now showing what utter bootlickers they can be, and I want to call it out.

Taking Bob Iger’s whole “less messaging, more entertainment” nonsense that he emphasized last year when evaluating the box office losses of WISH and THE MARVELS and other assorted Disney films, the writer of this trash is basically saying “Yeah, he’s right! Appease the angry people who call everything ‘woke’ and you’ll see great box office! Fuck marginalized groups!”

Yeah, never mind that INSIDE OUT 2, DEADPOOL & WOLVERINE, and MOANA 2 are all sequels to big hit movies. Never mind that last year, “woke” movies like BARBIE and OPPENHEIMER made shit-tons of coin. Yeah, never mind all of that!

It was erasing “woke” from the movies that saved Disney’s collective rears this year, didn’t it?

It’s no surprise that Variety, one of the trades, would publish such a dunderheaded article like this. And one that seems to hand it to Ben Shapiro of all people… That whiny asshole… It only gets worse from there… No link, I'll save you the brain damage for the most part.

And then they center the seemingly-disastrous budget-ballooning SNOW WHITE - due out in three months - as the film that could stop this hit streak, mostly because star Rachel Zegler (already getting needless flack from hobby-less losers because she’s not a white woman portraying Snow White) said some mildly political things online in light of recent world happenings. Disney once again not having their stars’ backs, much like how they didn’t when most of the sequel trilogy actors - namely Daisy Ridley, John Boyega, and Kelly Marie Tran - all got harassed online…

If SNOW WHITE flops, it’s because it cost $240m (due to all the reshoots and mishaps, and all that CG all for a problem that could’ve been averted in many ways but Disney chose not to) and that audiences just weren’t down for a movie that just looks like hokey slop. Sorry if anyone here wants to see it, but to me it looks like the nadir of these live-action/CGI remakes that have long outstayed their welcome. A ghastly companion to the 1937 animated feature that is monumental for several reasons and is so much more than just some “outdated” “85-year-old cartoon��� that this movie is apparently surpassing, I just- Ugh-

Anyways, yeah. I get it. Disney’s a big-ass corporation. Expecting them to tell the far right to fuck off and just go see another movie (like, say, a waste of time like AM I RACIST?) will likely never be in their agenda. They want to get those near-billion grosses for their movies, which is unsustainable to begin with. And that means they need everyone to go see their movies, even bigots from all around the world.

Ya know, Disney used to let the Bible Belt dictate what they could and couldn’t do in the 1970s, and yeah… How’d that work out for them? Eventually, it’ll catch up with them when they run out of films to sequelize. They’re not gonna launch franchises out of new originals if they keep pumping $150-200m into them and expecting them to be these gargantuan behemoths in a post-outbreak era. But no, if those movies (like ELIO, HOPPERS, and Untitled WDAS 2026 Original) bomb, they’ll just blame groups who could use more representation.

And the thing about appeasing that whole beast is, they’re gonna find new things to call “woke”. Soon, movies about merely being good to others or fighting evil will become “woke”. I’m surprised they didn’t attack INSIDE OUT 2 because it has a central female character and a lot of prominent female characters, I’m surprised they didn’t attack MOANA 2 because it’s about an adventurous girl who also isn't white. They will get mad about those kinds of aspects, eventually… They did back in the '90s, for sure. POCAHONTAS and MULAN and such were often called "politically correct". You know that dumb meme that goes around on twitter, saying "Disney was better at doing diversity when they didn't try"? Yeah, those movies were attacked back then, too. The language was different, that was all. Politically correct, woke, now it's "DEI" or some such shit. We all know what the words reeeeally mean...

Which is why Disney should spend less on their movies and stop letting these miserable people who hate art unless it caters to their limited worldview... tell them what to do. That all seems to be Bob Iger’s goal, having each and every movie go BIG or go home. As such, Disney experiences such high highs and really low lows…

After he departs, I can only hope the next CEO embraces something a lot more balanced in both the big budget films and smaller movies that aren’t 20th Century/Searchlight endeavors.

How come little ol’ me can figure this out and not- Ya know what, never mind.

Last decade, the STAR WARS sequel trilogy, several Marvel movies (such as BLACK PANTHER and CAPTAIN MARVEL), and stuff like ZOOTOPIA and COCO came out… Most of those films hit during the Trump era, or at least when he was running for President… They had “messaging”, they fit the right-wingers’ definition of “woke”, they lean lefter than righter… They came out before a pandemic hit and when most audiences could afford a family night out to the cinemas… They were ripped to shreds online by pathetic man babies, but they made beaucoup bucks at the box office. People wanted to see those movies, they liked them, and continued to see them. Most audiences just like something that’s well-made, and they see said things because of that AND in many cases when it’s sold properly to them.

Now, we have losers like Nelson Peltz and Ben Shapiro being heeded by these studio heads and the trades… In this day and age, the first ZOOTOPIA, the first MOANA, they probably would’ve never been made. Or if they were, they would’ve flopped. And Disney and right-wing bastards would’ve blamed it on them being “woke”.

A sorry state of affairs.

That’s why independent is sometimes better. Stories made by people, for the love of doing it, and because they can, no dictators in corporate or whiners outside influencing corporate telling them what to do… One of my recent favorites is a movie like HUNDREDS OF BEAVERS. FURIOSA might be my favorite movie of this calendar year. The movies I gravitate towards year after year don’t do this “please everybody” bullshit.

Disney got to where they got doing the same… Hell, even Jiminy Cricket said it…

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Egotober2024- PUPPET 1

…ody…Mr.brody can you hear me, chase woke with a start and an immediate headache W-what where am i? Who are you?” My name is not important mr.brody” How do you know my name?” that is also not important mr.brody all you need to know is that you’re at an IRIS containment facility because eyewitnesses saw you appear out of thin air on a parking garage roof and you showed sign of high level anomaly aggression when said eyewitnesses tried to stop you from jumping’. What? No, I was in the middle of the woods in the mountains to be honest, I was just going for a walk to clear my head”. 

And does going for a walk to clear my head involve a BAC of 0.15% mr.brody”? Uh well n-no i suppose it doesn't i gu-” No mr.brody it does not in the slightest what you did was ideotic and reckless what were you thinking, you have a family to take care of a son that is waiting for you and what about your wife sta”- *slam*DON'T BRING UP THAT WOMAN’S NAME IN FRONT OF ME AGAIN AND KEEP MY FAMILIAL ISSUES OUT OF YOUR GOD DAME MOUTH…c̶a̸u̵s̶e̶ ̴t̶h̸e̵ ̴n̴e̶x̵t̷ ̷t̶i̵m̵e̴ ̸t̷h̸a̷t̷ ̸y̷o̵u̷ ̸d̴o̷ ̵I̸'̸l̶l̷ ̷r̶i̶p̸e̸ ̶y̴o̶u̴r̵ ̸f̵u̵c̶k̵i̶n̶g̴ ̵t̵h̵r̸o̶a̴t̵ ̶o̵u̶t̴ ̶a̸n̴d̷ ̵f̶e̴a̷s̵t̸ ̷o̵n̸ ̷i̶t̶ ̴w̵h̴i̴l̸e̵ ̴y̵o̸u̵ ̸s̵l̷o̶w̷l̴y̸ ̷b̸l̶e̵e̵d̶ ̵o̴u̵t̸ ̴w̶i̴s̴h̵ing ̶f̸o̸r̸ ̶a̷ ̴m̸o̶r̸e̴ ̶m̷e̵r̸c̸i̵f̵u̵l̴ ̶d̴e̶a̸t̸h̷=[̵cause the next time that you do I'll ripe your fucking throat out and feast on it while you slowly bleed out wishing for a more merciful death].

Robotic voice:anomaly detached initiating level 2 threat neutralizer. Da hell that mean shit for brains”. It means you're gonna be in dreamland soon”.what’? In a flash chase felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck Ow what the hell? Chase removed the tiny needle from his neck inspecting it and the tiny droplets of blood that came with it “heh  what was this little pinwheel needle supposed to do i dont feel a da-chase vision blackened before he could even finish his sentence processing with 2000ma’s for level 2 threat has been neutralized “fuck this i cant handle ALTR-114209-C on my own im gonna need reinforcement *sighs* hey camera page dr.hansen tell him i have a new case for him to deal with and also page him about everything that has happened in this room and ALTR-114209-C case file. Am I understood!? Yes dr. Jackson. Good and also one more thing have subject under 24/7 hour surveillance and put in one of those retro mood analyzing cameras. Yes Dr.Jackson will That be all. Yes that will all..now if you excuse me I have to report THIS THING to the higher ups. 

*sometime later* Listen hansen i don't care how many patients you have already this certain case is out of my league of expertise plus you owe me favor. Ugh fine I’ll take your case if you just stop pestering me about it and leave my office”. THANK you hansen you're a lifesaver. Yea yea just get of here before i change my mind. Also one more thing Dr. hansen. Hm? Be careful with him I don't know if the cams caught it but…when I was talking to him when he started getting agitated hes eyes changed I dont how but they did, i-it was like he was a completely different person, like he was being possessed or even controlled like a puppet on strings it was down right disturbing..well whatever that was i hope to never experience that again anyways ill leave you too it hansen I’ll see you around maybe get a coffee and some of that continental IRIS lemon surprise cake ive been hearing about heh-heh'.

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Bkdk short fic!

Summary?

They're both idiots in love who are both lost siblings and an old marriage. And class A loves to tease them (also, sassy deku)

This happens after the war, in the second-third year (does it matter lol) and yeah Katsuki and Izuku get, along?? (They really do seriously it's just teasing each other) and Katsuki calls him Izuku already. Anyways!

—Kacchan come on! You can watch it on your TV!! —Yelled an angry Izuku.

—I don't fucking care! I want a bigger screen!

—You literally have one TV stop being a jerk!

—Hah?! And so do you!

—I don't have that channel in my TV!

—Not my fucking problem!

—You're!…ugh! —He yelled in exasperation.

Surrounding them class A didn't really know if they should run away from those two or to laugh about the situation.

Of course they chose the second one.

—Yo bro why are these two fighting again? —Asked Kaminari to Kirishima while laughing.

—I don't know man, I think they both wanna see something on the TV.

—They literally are like siblings. —Said Sero.

—Me being siblings with this stupid idiot! He wish! —Shouted Katsuki.

—I would throw a microwave at you! —Answered Midoriya.

—Fucking try, you bitch!

—Are you sure you're not secret brothers or something? —Said Sero again.

—Shut up! —Both yelled in response.

—I would die before being brothers with this asshole! —Said Katsuki.

—And to think they were making progress… —Was what the class president could say about the situation.

—At least I don't prefer to watch a cooking show before an exclusive interview of the best heroes of the USA!

—Don't act like you don't like that fucking show! You All Might wannabe!

—...Still!

Class couldn't help to break a laugh. They really couldn't help it when it came to that duo, who were a perfect mix between siblings that argue for literally nothing and besties that finish each other's sentences.

—Kacchan, could you just be NICE for once and watch it in your room?

—Why do I have to be the one that goes to his room!

—Because I don't have that channel on my TV!

—Watch it on the phone then!

—It's not the same Kacchan and you know it!

—Hah?! That's why I'm gonna watch it on this gigantic TV!

—No you're not going to!

—Hell I am!

—Not if I catch the controller first!

As soon as Izuku finished saying that they both runned for their lives to the desk where it was supposed to be the controller.

But soon they realized that it wasn't there but on Jirou's hand, who was watching a random concert.

—Jirou-san!

—Ears!

—Gimme the controller! —Both yelled at the same time.

—Uh…no? —Said Jirou totally unbothered by the situation.

—Please! I'll let you finish whatever that is!

—Fucking no! Give it to me!

—Uh… First, I'm not ears. Second, this is actually boring me so here you go Midoriya. —She said while throwing the controller to him.

—What! Why him?!

—Because he doesn't call me ears and I wanna see you mad. Besides, Midoriya would kill you if you don't let him see his hero stuff, so you're welcome.— Said while walking away.

—You're a fucking asshole!

—Cry about it! —She said while hiding a little laugh.

—Jirou is a queen... —Said Kaminari.

—Shut up, you simp! And give me that, fucking Izuku!

—No! —Midoriya said while holding it close to his chest.

—Gimme that!! —Yelled Katsuki while grabbing his face as Midoriya tried his best to pull him away.

Then he had an idea and not much later than that, the blackwhip was tying Katsuki.

—Don't you mghf!!! —Bakugou lost the ability to talk when the blackwhip tied his mouth and both his legs and hands, and all he could do was squirm like a worm.

—You could've watched your programme! But now you're not going to for being a jerk! —Said Midoriya. He was not going to untie him fearing that he would take away the remote from him.

—Rule number 1, never interpose between Midobro and Hero stuff. —Said Kirishima while laughing.

—What Kacchan? You're not saying anything? —Kaminari teased him.

The truth was that yeah Bakugou was tied, but he could still make explosions. And no matter how much Aizawa prohibited him from doing that after he 'accidentally' burned one chair, he would do it if Kaminari didn't shut up.

Fortunately for both Kirishima and Kaminari, both knew that if they didn't stop, they would probably be killed, so they left the common room while inevitably laughing.

Midoriya on the other hand, calmy switched the channel to the one with the USA hero programme, while Bakugou didn't stop squirming and casually ...yelling? If it can be considered that.

It was basically their dynamic. Getting mad for the stupidest reasons, fighting a bit and then making up like the lost siblings they were.

They both liked that to be honest. They were kind of opposites, but at the same time they were so similar, reason why they got along so well (and sometimes so not). But they both liked it and felt incredibly comfortable with each other.

Izuku wasn't afraid of interacting with Katsuki like he had been in the past, Katsuki wasn't afraid of showing a little bit of his emotions to Izuku. They were improving, time to time. But at the end of the day, both cared a lot for each other and loved spending time together.

The class also knew that they were really transparent with their actions but not that much with words. They were like brothers, yeah, but some of them also realized that Bakugou and Midoriya were more like an old marriage, which was kind of cute.

Eventually, Bakugou became calmer (he would never recognize it, but he also liked the programme). And because of that Midoriya untied him.

—It was about time, bastard.

—We can still watch that cooking show if you want to. —Responded Izuku.

—Nah, this is not that bad.

—I knew you would like it! —Said Midoriya with a big grin on his face.

—Shut up idiot!

Midoriya immediately got closer and leaned his head on Bakugou's shoulder.

—Uh… Izuku?

—Wha?

—Isn't this a little bit gay? —Bakugou asked, pointing out the situation.

—No? Why would it be?

—Because you're leaning your head on my shoulder?

—And? How 's that gay?

—Whatever, at least you're not on my lap.

Immediately after saying that, Izuku leaned his head on his lap to tease Katsuki.

—Move idiot!

—Nop.

—You're an annoying bitch you know.

—And why are you caressing my hair? —He said while Bakugou touched his curls.

—That's not fucking weird! —He replied as he stopped.

—Kacchan, don't be dumb, do whatever you want to, it's not gay. Besides, it's nice when people touch my hair.

But why then Bakugou felt butterflies whenever Midoriya was touching him? Why did it felt so good to have Midoriya's breath on his thighs? Why was it so easy to get his hands lost in his hair?

Bakugou didn't have an answer, so he preferred watching the programme while ignoring the heartbeats that were growing louder.

Yo! I wrote this shitty thing at midnight so don't rlly judge it lol

ALSO English is not my first language

[dear-mortality]

the shepherd prince

chapter six: thought storm

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"mom" said enfys in a stern voice "we need to talk."

"....i know that look. you don't like what's happening." said misk while putting down what was in her hand

"glad you realize that. we can cut to the chase. what are we doing here? ether-"

"who???" interrupted misk

"the prince?"

".....the prince was never named. what have you done that i don't know about."

"....i may have....put a dictionary infront of them one day.....and gave them some knowledge on how to read."

"ugh. well that's another issue. he named themself and now i have to find a way to use that name in a spell. thanks alot enfys."

"OH COME ON WE BOTH KNOW ITS NOT THAT BAD"

"YEAH WHEN IT'S NOT A CURSE THAT I SOMEHOW LOST THE PAGE FOR AND FORGOT HOW IT WORKS."

"LISTEN IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYWAY WE'LL BE LEAVING SOON."

"WHAT? LEAVING??? AND WHO'S 'WE??' "

"ME AND ETHER. WE HAVE A BETTER CHANCE ROAMING THE LANDS TO FIND A SOLUTION THAN STAYING HERE AND TRYING WAYS WE KINDA MADE UP."

"oh yes wonderful plan enfys go straight to where people dwell and unleash a rampaging cursed creature of the night on the locals"

"it won't be that way....not if i go to the ruler of zatieon."

"oh my GODS THAT'S YOUR PLAN? GO RIGHT TO THE PERSON WHO SENT THEIR HIGHEST GENERAL TO CAPTURE U AND THE PRINCE?"

"i have enough power to deal with any backstabbing and you know that." said enfys while making the world stop for a few seconds around her. she let it go when she saw her mom unimpressed.

"the ruler of zatieon is clever enfys. i realize you don't keep up with the news but they have kept zatieon in a state of balance using FAVORS. they have little to no use for their currency and everyone has been doing whatever they want without crime being rampant!"

"so?" enfys said with a little jealousy in their tone

"so for someone to be able to do all this it means they're not to be tested." misk went back to what she was doing "i cannot allow you to take the prince with you on a journey like this. especially when her arm is still that of the beasts'. if anything happens there your power won't be enough to fight a whole army on their own terrain."

"then I'll go on my own. I'm sure that ruler has half a brain to understand the danger of bringing the werewolf to their own castle. i realize they're a powerful warrior but even they can't do anything about a being made of anti magic."

"you can try asking but i don't think they'll allow it. they seem to really want to know what the dynamic between you and the prince is and so they won't agree to anything that isn't an audience with both of you." she said turning around again "what even do you plan on doing going to zatieon??? their magic is great and all but they're more of the building type. they don't exactly have much knowledge in curses as far as i remember."

"no. but the deity of knowledge does." said enfys with a serious look on their face

"huh?"

"the deity of knowledge can help-"

"YOU WANT TO CHASE A DEITY?? AND YOU THINK THE PEOPLE OF ZATIEON HAVE ENOUGH INTELLIGENCE TO GIVE YOU WHERE THEY MAY BE???"

"WHAT OTHER CHOICE DO WE HAVE?? WE'VE TRIED EVERYTHING. WE CAN'T JUST SIT HERE UNTIL ALL THE SHEEP ARE GONE." said enfys in a tired depressed tone "the deity of knowledge is our only hope. as the deity of magic and science surely they know a way to get this curse to go away and help ether so that this nightmare is finally over..."

misk looked at enfys with a sorry expression "....im sorry you have to go through this enfys. i tried my hardest in my youth to undo this curse but I couldn't. and i realize that you don't like doing my dirty work to undo a mistake you werent part in."

"its ok mom." enfys said before going to hug her "i realize that you only wanted the tyrants dead not the entire kingdom. im just so tired and i wish we could enjoy living for a while instead of all this...."

"....fine." misk said "you can go to zatieon and take the prince with you. im going to get you some herbs that will slow down the beast or just make him completely docile if anything goes wrong"

"REALLY?! THANK YOU MOM IM GLAD YOU UNDERSTOOD-"

before he could finish his sentence misk pinched him

"ow. why."

"because i hate it when you change my mind"

"hehe. love you mom."

"i love you too enfys. now come along you'll need to get something big to store all those things in."

"can i go bring ether first??? i need to take his opinion because if he doesn't like the idea we're going to have to think of another way."

"fine fine go bring the prince im sure they'll appreciate drinking something that isn't water or milk for once." misk said while smiling at enfys

enfys hurried off to go get enfys as misks smile changed into a worried expression

"is something wrong honey?" said enfys dad. gasser. he's round and kind looking with big muscles and glasses on, he wore a shirt and shorts only, he seemed to have just woke up after hearing enfys and misk yell. he frightened her a little

"oh uh nothing no. why are you out in the wind when you just woke up??? you'll get a cold! you know how you get with colds."

"I'll be fiiiine now come here i missed you" he said and grabbed her into a hug

"haha i missed you too honey. sorry me and enfys have been so busy lately. now get ready we have alot of packing to do if what i talked with enfys about goes right."

"enfys is leaving??? again?" he said in a sad tone with a sad look on his face

"oh don't worry i have a new spell ready to make us just one swing away." she said as they were walking inside

and from the shadows in a nearby tree

something with glowing eyes and teeth was lurking and smiling

"well well. it seems the game is starting. good." it snickered as it hid in the darkness

[whatdwellsintheabyss]

I really dislike you. Not that I'll ever say that to your face, but you piss me off and I wish you weren't here. Why did you have to fall in love with both of them?

I can feel it, they're gonna realize they're bored of me, that they don't actually love me and they actually just get really excited about talking to me, it's gonna happen again and I can't do jack shit about it.

It probably won't actually happen, that's just how my brain is. I shouldn't assume the worst about people, but I don't trust as easily as I would like to. Even if I've known you for years, there is still a piece of me that doesn't trust you. I can't trust you not to abandon me, I'm like a dog that trails behind you everywhere you go, I can't see myself anywhere without you, I don't like it when you aren't there. So when you left earlier without telling me? I wasn't happy about it. It happened 3 times and you didn't even say anything the last time, hell, you didn't say anything the first two times until I told you. I was clearly not there and you didn't think to say something before I dm'd you? "hey where are you guys?" and then you call me stupid for it, YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING, YOU DIDN'T TELL ME. I'm sick of being treated like I don't know anything, I know it's silly and I'm in on the joke too, but at this point it feels like you're just being mean.. it isn't funny anymore!! you act like you're soooo much smarter than me for knowing math when I have dyscalculia! it isn't funny anymore! I can't help it! stop treating me like a child! stop treating me like I don't know stuff! stop patronizing me when I'm doing math!

I don't trust the people you keep bringing around, they're unfamiliar and they make me uncomfortable, "braindead," they say, I don't know them, they don't know me! We've met like thrice! I don't like how they joined in on a joke you brought to the table! The other one pulled out an avatar that was straight up wearing a n*zi uniform! That isn't funny! you weren't there for the "twitter pronouns" thing that they said but I was! they make me uncomfortable and I don't know how to say anything to you. Out of the people you've introduced to me through your other bf I have only liked one of them! I'm iffy on the one who called me braindead cause I don't know much about her and she hasn't been unpleasant like the other one.

I don't like this, I'm scared, I'm scared of you, I'm scared of the people around you, I don't like them but I can't say anything about them because you like them! and I know that if I say something about it you're gonna say "but you said it was okay if I started dating them," and I did! because I'm always putting you above myself! I'm always telling you to chase happiness while I destroy myself over it! it isn't your fault I'm like this! it isn't his fault either! Sometimes I just wish I could abandon you before I lash out at you and the people you love. I could never though. You have issues with that too, I would worsen them in my pursuit of not hurting you even more. I would cause problems no matter what approach I took, if I ghost? it would suck. If I just tell you? you probably wouldn't want anything to do with me, jealousy rears it's ugly head whenever that guy is around. You're disgustingly sweet with him. And you're engaged too? You met a couple months ago, you move to fast. Remember when you invited me to make a wedding board with you on pinterest? probably not, we both forgot about that anyways. But still! how come I only heard of it YESTERDAY? why didn't you fucking tell me? I might not be poly with the other one but we're still fucking dating, you can't just pretend all of your relationships are separate entities! Why didn't you tell me this? why did I have to overhear it from him instead of being directly told! I bet they knew about this! but not me? you've known me the longest! and you didn't even bother to tell me you're engaged? fuck. Ugh. I don't like thinking about this, I don't like writing about this, I don't like anything about this! I like to veer into toxic positivity because what even am I without it? a sad miserable little mess! "life is great!" I say, literally sobbing my heart out. I'm tired of being the fun guy but what even am I if I'm not? what purpose do I serve if I'm not bringing a little joy to the people around me? what am I if my little jokes can't cheer someone up a little? I don't know. I always have this stupid little front up, it's the reason the idiot joke has stayed so long, I do things that play into it to make my friends laugh. Even if I'm the one they're laughing at.

[spoonieboy]

cw: mental hospital, mistreatment, brief suicide mention

every once in awhile i think about when i was in the grippy sock center. they gave me prozac one of the mornings and by the time we went out to the courtyard, it was already impacting me. I looked up at the 3 story roofline, spotted an access door i hadn't noticed before, and immediately caught myself wondering how to get up there so i could jump. this was a new feeling, tho the nuance is hard to describe. i also had a sudden increase in agitation and couldn't control myself. didn't help that they sent a girl home who explicitly told us she wasn't ready & she'd end it if they sent her back. and they still sent her home. I couldn't contain my anger and went to the bedroom, flipped the mattress against the wall, and beat it until i was a sobbing mess on the bare bed frame.

my 'tantrum' earned me a visit with the head doc to discuss my behavior. I told them I couldn't take it again tomorrow, that i hated how i felt and they told me that that was impossible - that it was all in my head. (to a fucking mental health patient!!!) 💀 So i tried to explain that i metabolize meds faster than most but she cut me off, told me i was lying, and that i couldn't POSSIBLY feel the effects of the meds for at least 2 weeks. i tried to have calm words but had a meltdown instead. i don't remeber what happened afterwards.

next morning, i flat out refused the meds. luckily it was my favorite nurse and when she pushed a lil to try and encourage me to take it, i broke down crying, told her what happened, and she stopped. She took the meds back and seemingly had words with the prescribing doc bc i had a new med to try a short while later in the day.

lo & behold, i have eds! meds process Hella fast for me. its almost like thats a thing! 🤔 surprise, surprise!

i just wanna go back & give that lady a proper bitch slap and a stern talking to, frankly. i cannot fathom how someone so rude & callous was supposed to be in charge of all these broken kids. i, at 14, voluntarily checked myself into a mental hospital because i was ready to end my life. thats not the sort of situation where you talk down to, insult, and berate someone!! you treat them with gentle compassion and kindness! like they fucking need!!!!!

ugh.

the only things i'm grateful for in that time were the two therapy dogs, occupational therapy, art therapy, the math teacher who was so kind, gentle, and understanding - and the fact that they ended up taking 12 vials of blood to discover that my entire ass thyroid had completely dumped itself. i ended up needing levo for 2 years afterwards.

abt that math teacher, i was so defensive bc i was really struggling with math at the time and had never been treated at my own pace before, but this guy was nothing but sweet, patient, and encouraging. he didn't make fun of me for what i didn't know, didn't pressure me to go faster, just celebrated what i did manage to accomplish and gently helped me through the items i was struggling with. when i couldn't bring myself to do the math, he let me tidy up & organize his classroom, which was relaxing for me. that guy was a Prime example of the type of person who should be working there. math, in that short time, became somewhere i wanted to linger rather than run from because i felt safe there. thank you, mr. math teach. i wish i remembered your name. i appreciate you more than you know.

anyways, if you've read this far, why? honestly? lol. but idk, thank you for letting me share. writing this down helped me let go of some of those angry feelings i've been holding onto about it.

if you need to go to a mental hospital in VA, try to avoid the richmond one 💀 thats all i'll say.

[soulengine656]

Valerie (story)

Valerie (story)

“I’m back from school!” Valerie announced. This house is so dirty, I’m surprised a plants haven’t grown in the cracks yet. Why is it so quiet? The dirty couches are almost as disgusting as the foster parents sitting on them. “Hay mom… where Sara?” “We sold her dear” the mother said calmly. “Ha ha very funny” Again so… quiet “Look I know you guys are psychopaths, but even you wouldn’t sell your own daughter” “Well technically she isn’t, besides she was worthless otherwise and we needed the money” the father said calmly. 

What… thats disgusting… are they serious? I thought they were j- “Valerie darling fetch me a bottle of wine” the father said calmly. “Yes me too, I’m perched after a long day. Your brother Niimi had such a fit, he almost got us caught! He’s in his room for a time out… and the door is locked. father said in a stern voice”. O- ok” Valerie said in defeat.

The kitchen is as filthy as a sidewalk, that’s not even a simile at this point… or would that be onomatopoeia? I wish I did better in school. The fridge is so filthy… so disgu- “Valerie darling don’t take too long, we couldn’t have you poisoning our drinks!” father chuckled. “coming!” That’s it, I'll be quick and… quiet unlike my usual self, The drawer handle is so sticky is that… jam? That has to be Niimi, well I got what I came for, they’ll never see this coming. 

Here your wine, mother… and father”  “now hold on dear, just the other day Niimi Tried to poison me! From now on you should test for poison” father said sternly. “I’m going to get her back” whispered Valerie. “What’s the point, by the time you do, she’ll be so traumatized she won’t even remember her name” father chuckled “well… go on drink up, I’m waiting” the father said sternly. “Oh trust me poison isn’t the thing to be worried about right now” said Valerie. “Oh a knife, I take it you are going to kill us” mother said calmly.  “After selling my sister… of course i’m going to m murder you! 

“That… feels… good…” Valerie said while shedding a tear… as her father stared to look down with wide eyed. “hha ha ah out of all the people to kill us, well go on use you newfound power to do it… but umm at least let me finish my wine” her mother said “where is she?” Valerie mumbled

Valerie kills her “parents” in a blind fit of rage.

I did it, oh god there is so much blood on the carpet. It’s so messy, why am I so happy, so sad and so mad. What, why did this happen? They had to think of me as trash, as some sort of toy, Never… never again. I 

don’t what’s more disgusting, the blood on the already filthy carpet or the abusive assholes it’s coming from. Honestly I think I could vomit… bathroom… definitely the bathroom! 

I hate this feeling… my stomach, I feel so queasy… so disgusting it’s everywhere…  oh fuck I think is finally over. I would wash the blood off of my hands, but I think seeing blood and vomit would just kill me. And besides my hands aren’t that bloody anyway so what does It matter. That thumping sound on the stairs, ugh that must be Niimi he’s going to Belittle me like everyone else.

“They’re dead aren’t they… what are we going to do, how are we going to”  “I don’t know Niimi! I don’t know… we maybe… we should Bury the body’s in the backyard tell the cops that… no that’s stupid, we could-” “Stop just stop Valerie, we both know not the type to know how to hide a body, You didn’t plan this” “And your just a boy, do you know any better!?”

“I would never have killed them first place and you know that!” “And then what, let them treat us like trash, like filth? Even though you belittle everyone here, you never stood up for yourself! I can’t believe you honestly think you're better than me, I’m not surprised everyone thinks that.

“Whatever, we need to clean it up either way,” said Niimi.

[ram-de]

paper hazes

just back from another stop... am i in a reading slump...

ugh... i know well what's messing with me now. it's expectations. the very same reason i probably didn't like how things turned out for how the story unfold is that, expectation. like, looking for something that the book doesn't offer. tropes. right, tropes. i should take a break💀 it's never that serious bro I'M SUPPOSED TO BE HAVING FUN AND GIDDY AND JOY... like when i read ari&dante???? I squealed over the yearning in the letters and cried when the accident happens?!?!?! or like when i read eleanor oliphant??? when she slowly opens up to raymond and his family or when that time i was all oblivious so the twist of dissilusionment hits me like a truck or when she broke down and felt like all is over?!??! or mr. linus baker?!??!?! when i could lowkey relate the bleakness of his mundanity and how it changed when he got to know the kids in orphanage and how he allows himself to be more than what he allows himself and when i cried again when he's reunited at the end of the story?!?!? heck even the very short children tale like the little prince and how it's so poignant and bittersweet despite the innocent and rather forward story.

instead i am nitpicking about things i didn't like now. i barely put my thoughts here. i consume like crazy. it's not healthy. it's never been. now ask me about the 20+ titles i've read in the span of two? weeks. can i remember all of them? do i even look up spotify playlist someone made for those books like i used to before? because i used to. though not every track is a hit for me haha so bless those who creates those playlists🙏

i got to know tentang rumahku from laut bercerita, and it reminds me of laut and mara!!! feel good inc. and burn the house down from leonard peacock, and the vibes fit well with how bold and badass these sound. send me from house of cerulean sea, because of how precious this track got mentioned and the scene it attached to? and it's not limited to books either.? i got to know supermassive black hole from black mirror's mazey day.

i mean... like, when i listened to those songs, i can pinpoint exactly what book i read simply because they introduced it to me. and that... that gives the story more meaning for me, in a way... aah!!! i haven't been even thinking of the story before moving on to another nowadays... i don't want to lost the joy of reading!!! that's why i need to take it slow!!! i want to think about it days after i read it!!!! not to be replaced it soon by another!!!! so!!!! listen to me, self!!! ugh,.... though i know it already did become one, don't let this continue be simply a distraction, please... :(

everything in moderation. a certain dj in a mascot from a rhythm game would say.

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just negative vibes here... i had a revelation so i wrote whatever i wrote above.

YES. HELLO. i am... i am burning with a sudden passion to write about tropes. i've been reading a lot of romance books for the past few weeks until... until i began seeing patterns and similiarities in how they progress and then it struck me... i'm losing sparks in reading because most of the time it become a bit too repetitive. not saying i'm not going to read more because if i liked the trope i'd be eating it anyway.

I may or may not be a hypocrite when i wrote this post, know not why my beloved. so, the thing is, i've started reading that book because an undeserved 1 star rating, right. i used to think it's cruel to judge a book because people expected it not to be what it is. BUT THEN... but then i came across a book that made me groan uncomfortably, wishing it to be over. looked at the ratings and then... lots of undeserved 4, 5 stars, of course in my opinions lol. looked at the lower rating AND IT RESONATES WITH ME!??!?! hello!??!?! at this point i'll try not to judge other people tastes and what they rate. i mean, review based on anything, at the end of the day reading (for a hobby) is about enjoyment. and if i or you don't like it, then it's ok.

now. after i confessed my own hypocrisy. let me breakthrough some of the tropes I DETEST. a disclaimer that this is purely my opinion and if anyone (whoever idc) reads this enjoys these then it's ok!!!

codependency. big no for the unhealthy one. super uncomfortable to read when the plot is about when one can't function without the others. like yeah. i hate it. i read this one book where two people are stranded on an island and they become codependent because of it. yeah... yeah no. YEAH NO. I'M THINKING ABOUT IT AND I'M ABOUT TO PUKE. ew... UGH... IT'S SO GROSS. i'm staying away from any stories with THIS TROPE. EVER. screw broaden my reading experiences. I'M NOT TOUCHING THIS TROPE.

age gap. no explanation i think i just am not really comfortable because it's usually paired with some heavy one-sided power dynamics and that usually being the older one. and it's...???

groveling TOO LATE. i love me some groveling and second chances. but when it happens at like 70% of the book and before that it's just one of the character being an asshole to the other one... is it worth it. on that note. lack of consequences. WHY IS IT SO EASY FOR THE WRONGED TO FORGIVE!?!??! HELLO?!?!?!? GET OFF THE FLOOR AND HAVE SOME SELF-RESPECT!!! MAKE THE OTHER ONE BEG AND KNEEL AND WHAT THE HELL... WHERE'S THE WRATH?!?!?! FURY!?!? like... ugh...

i'm such a vanilla person because i rather prefer fluff than spice (though i'm not going to deny spices are good too) but when the spices overrides the vanilla so much it ALSO overtook the plot then i don't know what else to think of. like... i guess the seventh time i ate the chili it's not as spicy anymore and at that point i'd rather stop haha

ugh talking negatives is draining. i'm losing energy. i'll stop here.

[selamat-linting]

i cant believe im saying this, but i actually enjoy playing re2 (remake). i havent played an actual video game in years so i think i'll probably fiddle around with a bit, watch some hurt/dying scenes, and stop touching the game after a week because i couldnt play. but i really really like it! not just for leon. one thing i like most is the atmosphere.

its been a long time since i got properly jumpscared, maybe in 2020 when i watched i am sophie, so this is a welcome surprise. i like getting scared actually, i just find it hard to be spooked or surprised in most situations. i love it when the zombies suddenly grab you from behind, i love it when they ambush right after you turn back from a door, i love it when i enter a dark hallway and shine a flashlight only to find a zombie that has been standing completely still and so close to me without noticing suddenly comes alive. i love it when im in a room exploring and the steady thumping suddenly erupts into a sound of breaking glass and a zombie stumbled in to fight me. i love it when dead bodies are dangling off the ceiling. i love it when i have to dread going up the stairs because a zombie would throw itself at the window nearby and you can never tell how long will the wooden boards would hold up.

and especially, that creepy thing with no skin. with all the brains and organs out in the open. its sooo scary. the terror i felt when i set up the c4 and the noises just came at me. i actually forgot that room actually has those creatures roaming around and i only remember AFTER i set up the bomb! i instantly ran to the corner near the door to shield myself from the blast, make sure none of those fuckers are creeping up at me from behind, and have close access to the exit just in case i have to bail. well, apparently those unholy perversion of human flesh decided to jump at me from the open ceiling! awesome! i love it when leon frantically stab at the creature and wasted half of our shotgun ammos just to make sure its dead! not a good decision in hindsight but we were spooked! the immersion of this game is top notch! it was sooo satisfying to get all of the puzzles. ALL OF THE PUZZLES.

have i told you how much i like the puzzles? i purposely try to not read any game walkthrough and blindly feel the museum / police station so i can fully explore the place on my own terms and it was just. so much fun. guys this is just like homestuck! aksnksxnzns anyways! ugh. it took a lot of backtracking and getting lost but i do adore the feeling of being confused amidst a sea of gore. it get me to look at things a lot closer because i dont know which one are relevant game clues and which ones are just props. it feels so satisfying when i solved things on my own and its just. SO PRETTY. the visuals! not to be a horror freak but the art and sfx are just sooo beautiful. the blood splatters are exquisitely done, the corpses, the zombies, the body mutations, its so gory. i wish i can kneel on one of the downed policemen so i can take in the details of their gored neck! i kinda want to poke at it lol. and the environment art for the museums are beautiful too. but if i have to see this irl i would wonder what kind of budget mismanagement that happens in the city to repurpose a fucking cultural center to be a police office.

right now, im trapped in the parking lot. before that, i went to the hidden pathway under the giant sculpture. i was disappointed at first at the lack of sprawling rooms. there was only a bunch of handgun ammos and some herbs and some construction items barring the way. now where should i go next? and then, that giant mutated zombie came. FUCK.

look, that was the best but also the most horrifying parts i've seen yet. i only have a grenade, a handgun, and a shotgun with exactly five bullets. i ran circles trying to find an exit but i was trapped! and everything got foggier and foggier and i cant see clearly let alone open a fucking map to get my bearings! and everytime i got caught my health dropped from fine to critical! what the fuck! the scene was gruesome too! but i didnt die tho. just so you know. i did finish off that thing with two grenades and a handgun. this game is so fun. im excited to explore everything! and i cant wait to see more of ada. the first thing we see of her is saving us from a rabid dog! that is so cool. i like how she told leon off to stop minding her business. she looks cute but she is so cool and awesome... *sigh*

and other than that... haha. i have to admit leon is cute. i feel bad making him run when his health is in caution because he sound ragged and tired. i like the tiny details in his idle animations and, lets just say im a little bit flustered sometimes. i cant wait to get off work so i can play this game again!

anyway, anybody knows good nsfw resident evil fanartists? so far i only find @/IOHMzgd on twitter.

[lokisprettygirl]

Hello, my lovely sweetheart, I hope you're fine 🥰. I'm so tired and lazy these days, it's not normal anymore 😴😅 and I'm so sorry that I've been pretty quiet and silent lately... but I feel so powerless 😶‍🌫️🪫

Anyway, it's not my style to pity myself and yammer so instead, I'm trying to say something relevant about the recent wonderful chapter 17 of LMTLY. Hopefully, you like it and it pleases you 😊

The whole chapter got me so emotional again. Y/n and Loki together are sweet like sugar. They try to talk to each other and I love how they open up to each other more and more. Obviously, they need each other and it's so adorable.

"Don't tell me what to do"...he wasn't trying to be rude, he was just trying to be dominating. He always had to be the dominating one, anything other than that made him feel wimpy.

No, he hasn't. He has the right to feel weak too without feeling guilty about it. There's still some work for y/n to do.

"...I'm here for you, with you" "I know sweetheart " "You don't...you have no idea how much I need you in my life and how much I appreciate you for taking care of me..."

"...Just the thought of being without you feels like...hell" (the hair grip...ugh 😏)

He truly wished he could have kept you safe and happy but he wasn't really sure if he was capable of giving you both at once.

But he tried and still tries his very best all the time!

"...I'll be here forever darling, we met for a reason, I was supposed to take care of you all my life "...he never allowed you to get yourself in deep trouble...he could have made you do anything he wanted...you would have obliged to make him happy and keep his attention...he still chose to keep you guarded, safe and protected from everything bad out there.

Does he even realise what he did and still does for her? He may be toxic but she's always been and always is his priority. And Loki needs her too. She's the cure (or a part of it) he needs.

...the warmth of your body kept him calm, your voice on his ears made him feel safe, your fingers caressing all over his back felt lovely...

But poor baby is still full of fears and we know why. I feel bad for him 😢

Together forever, right? I love that 😍💚❤️. Their whole conversation tugged at my heartstrings 🥹

"...you're not allowed to watch porn from now on...I'll give you a show whenever you're feeling naughty " ❤️‍🔥🌶

Hehehe, yessss daddy, we love to see it 😏😉

So Loki took also care of y/n's mother? It's wonderful to know that she had him to talk to and that she trusted him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked Loki to take care of her daughter...and she cared about her. It seems she knew somehow that something would happen to her 👀🤔...but she was so manipulated that she still thought the center was heaven...? Oh my....

And Loki feels guilty for not being able to save her life? I'm not sure if he was really too weak, maybe it was more helplessness than weakness...and he was alone, nobody supported him!

The relationship between Loki, his brother and their mother is really fucked up and complicated. What were Frigga's motifs and what is Thor up to? He fucked y/n's mother? 😲 OMG...and why does he want to hurt y/n? And he's going to do it on Frigga's behalf? I have so many questions again 😅

I'm more than happy that Loki threw Jolene out finally. She wrecked my nerves 😒

Loki hurting and beaten up breaks my heart. I love how y/n tried to help and talk to him...

...his need to feel pain just so his mind would stop screaming at him for a moment broke your heart.

"Hurt me" "Noooo"...

...and how she tried to cure and distract him...

...moved your head down to place a soft kiss on the mark giving him the opposite of what he asked for. He let out a small moan, almost sounded like a whimper.

"Hurt meee, please...I need it...I need to stop thinking " "Think about me then...I'm all yours to think about"

This was the point when I couldn't hold back my tears 😭😭. And Loki is open to her actions, he let her be in charge, control the situation (it's for the second time) so there's definitely a chance to change things for him here. I adore y/n, she found a good way to distract him, to make him feel good without getting hurt physically. And she just did it her way, she didn't listen to him and I love her for that...I would've done the exact same thing...

She tries to show Loki how much she loves him, no matter what.

This scene and the smut are so damn gorgeous, my Lady. Hot but so full of emotion, I can't put my feelings into the right words, my heart feels just so full. The sinful dirty talking, the god kink....THE GOD KINK 🥵🌶❤️‍🔥...

"I'm a monster " "Nooo....you could never ever be one...you're my angel, you saved my life...that makes you my god"....

The following whole scene was so filthy, kinky and so good. Please send help 😅😂😅😂. You're my goddess of delicious smut, dear... definitely 🥰😘

The last part scares me 👀😳. Odin was able to invade Nat's apartment. It is Odin, right? And she has a child now...I hope Loki is not the father of her child 😳...and she got tortured too...what an awful place this center was 😢

Lolo and sweet buttons should hurry up now 🥺😉...that was always on my mind. I think he wants to make her 'first time' perfect and that he wants to take his time with his sweetheart but... something doesn't feel right.

On the one hand, they could've fucked yet but didn't. On the other hand, is it worth it to hurry things up just for that devilish monster? Wouldn't they rather do it when it feels to be the 'right time, right place' for it?

Somehow I don't like the idea of 'let's fuck each other immediately so Odin can't sacrifice you anymore'. Hmmm, it seems to be the only way...and then I think they will do it whenever they want. I have no idea what else could save her from that Psycho but ... it's Loki's job to solve this "problem " 🤭😉😅. Maybe he has THE perfect idea. He knows everything about the rituals and he will always protect his sweet buttons.

Nonetheless...the devilish monster is waiting around the corner 😱💀

Oh my dear, I'm so hooked and with every chapter, this story is getting better and better. I love it so much but....I love you more😍, my Queen 👑❤️

Me gearing myself to read this

Don't apologise for having a life dear, I'm just glad to have you back 🥹🥰❤️

I don't think he realises what he has done for her, he's too absorbed in the "I'm the evil man who did evil things" feeling which makes sense for him but he never even stops to think about the fact that he changed the course of her life :( without him she'd definitely get herself in some sort of trouble, being how young she was.

There wasn't a relationship between her mother and Thor persay but more like they fucked each other sometimes, the cult was very open about sex and Odin encouraged the women there to sleep with his sons to purify themselves 😖

He was too lost in the feelings that I don't think he really could decipher that she was taking the control of the situation, he'll think about it later 👀

That gif 🥵🥵

This loki sort of have negative connotations attached to being termed as a god because that's how Odin fooled everyone at the center.. he's not.. he's just a human but on the side a part of him relishes when he's called one..he likes getting his ego stroked. He's a complex mam with intricate complexities.

About Odin 👀👀👀 we will see what he's upto.

Love you soo much ❤️

[running-in-the-dark]

so without my anxiety meds I'd probably be losing my mind at this point. it's almost midnight, so I'll have to go to bed soon because we're leaving kinda early. now, I'm definitely not nearly as anxious as I would normally be. but it still feels so baaaad. 🙃

like, it'll probably end up being alright and I'm calm enough that I'm able to tell myself that (and sort of believe it). but I just wish I could look forward to something like this. it shouldn't be this huge stressful thing. we're literally just going to the same place I always went to as a kid.

I guess it's a combination of factors - I'm worried about the whole being judged for my appearance thing (it doesn't matter how many times I hear that no one cares, that has never been my experience unfortunately, there have always been stares and giggles and mean comments - I'm hoping it'll be different now that I'm an adult but even then I don't know if my brain will ever stop being terrified of that; it's probably good that I'm not going with my family since they were often particularly mean) - especially because I've always struggled with feeling like I'm fat, and now I actually am fat. which is a neutral thing, it's not bad, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just what my body is like now. but it's so fucking scary anyway. I'm so used to everyone around me saying horrible things about anyone who isn't super thin. again, I don't know if my brain can ever fully accept that I don't need to feel ashamed (even though I obviously *know* that on a logical level). and the body hair thing. that's so scary. I was 10 or 11 the first time someone said something awful about my leg hair (technically my step dad, at that same swimming pool actually), and it happened so many more times after that.

and then there's the fact that I don't know the 'rules'. I vaguely remember how it worked when I was little but that's such a long time ago now. I don't know where you have to go and what you do in what order. it sounds so fucking stupid, I'm 31, I should know how to go to the pool for fucks sake. but I don't and it scares me (even though I know it will be fine and I will be able to figure it out).

ugh I wish everyone else would just disappear for a day so I don't have to feel like this before I do anything outside my apartment

we're going to a public swimming pool tomorrow, annnd I'm so nervous. I haven't been to one in like a decade. we went swimming in a lake once, that was okay-ish but that was also like 7 years ago too. I like swimming but I hate everything else about it 😐

[mysterious-gizem]

A God With No Control

*Disclaimer—Not everything in this story is accurate about Greek mythology so yea*

TW:Mentions of Abuse.

"NO, NO, NO FOR GOD SAKES YOU USELESS BRAT CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT!?" Zeus—Dream's father—Scolded the child, Dream was only 6 and his father expected so much of him. Well Dream was only a Demi-god atleast he thought he was...

"I'm sorry father I'll do better next time..." Dream shuddered speaking he knew how his father would be when he's extremely mad the bruises on him was all the proof needed—"IT WONT BE NEXT TIME, YOU WONT STOP UNTIL YOU CAN ATLEAST CREATE LIGHTING." His father spoke in a very annoyed tone, Dream's breath became uneven he didn't have alot of control and his father knew that—But he was making him create lightning...

Oh poor Dream if he doesn't control his powers soon such a simple spark could go so wrong~

Eventually Dream had almost no progress no matter how hard he tried—It did not end well with his father that day when he asked to show his progress—He got tired of training his son, He paid no attention to him no more, He left him to learn how to take care of himself. His father left him alone.

Dream couldn't control his powers— Whenever he tried to practice it always ended up dreadful, He never used them again he practically was just a watcher as he saw all the others using their powers, some with so much grace and some with not so much. But either way they were doing so much better than him.

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"Hey Nerd!" The piglin hybrid ran up to the blond, Dream chuckled then responded "Hey Techno."

—Techno was a blood god, God's like him are hard to find nowadays but they still existed ofcourse—"Anyways what did you need?" Dream asked the hybrid.

"Well I never really seen you use your powers and you're the son of Zeus so surely you have cool powers." Techno told the blond with the aura of curiosity surrounding the pinkette, Dream stared—He stared in shock, He was 17 now and has never used his powers since. He probably even forgot how to use them anyways.

" I uhm-...I don't think I remember how it's...It's been a while." Dream answered truthfully, "Dream I know you know how just show meee." Techno said pretending to be whiny.

Hundreds or maybe even thousands of thoughts raced across Dream's mind.

'You can't do it you'll just end up hurting someone.'

'Ugh just show him you're acting so weak.'

'So pathetic...'

'Such a disappointment.'

Voices...Dream always heard voices whenever someone brought up the conversation of his power, They wanted him to use his power because they know it could go haywire.

"-arth to Dream?" Techno spoke waving his hand infront of the taller snapping him out of his thoughts, "Yea sorry, sorry." Dream answered as he fiddled with his cloak "So can you show me?" Techno pleaded to the blond.

"Fine-" Dream hesitantly answered as he switched his gaze to his hands to the tip of his fingers. "Cmon let's go to the forest near the town." Techno said turning around and heading there, Although Dream's breath hitched alot of other god's stayed in that area that means most of them would see him.

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"Cmon, Look it's easy." The half-piglin said waving his hands as a glowing red orb appeared then disappeared leaving a smoky aura as it also faded away, Dream tried to remember how to atleast create a spark but he could feel a rumble in his chest.

He held his hands as he focused his energy, He felt a spark on the tip of his fingers—In the side Techno watched as what was about to unfold—Sweat dripped down the blond's forehead as his control was slipping away he could feel his power swirling around him. He gritted his teeth before something happened...Something he dreaded and wish wouldn't happen.

He lost control...

Smoke was evident in the scene as a crowd gathered around wondering what went on, As the smoke cleared everyone gasped at the sight—There was Dream kneeling down shaking with beautiful black-feathered wings, His eyes glowed an even more vibrant green—.

Others stared at the blond—Demi-Gods weren't supposed to look like that right?—As whispers filled the silence Techno looked at his friend he saw something in Dream snap and he went ballistic.

Techno watched as Dream used his powers so gracefully to attack the other god's at the scene—Techno knew Dream for so long he knew he hadn't had much control but today he tried to push him—This wasn't Dream...

Dream didn't know how to use his powers and he definitely wouldn't try to hurt anyone...

But here Techno stood alongside other god's fighting the blond they didn't realize until it was a bit too late that their attacks did nothing and during that the 'demi-god' grew slightly he was much more taller than Techno knew, Everyone continued trying to weaken the giant as other tried informing Dream's father.

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Dream's father—Zues—was ecstatic hearing his 'son' could control his power but that happiness soon ended as he saw the destruction scattered across his land and the bloodied and bruised god's lying on the ground...

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I hope you liked my first oneshot I posted :^

Forgive me for my typos or grammar English also isn't my 1st language.