#but i dont know how to behave otherwise

[pearlzier]

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✶ . ࣪ ׅ now playing / pink matter by frank ocean ࣪ ✶ ˖

๋࣭ ⭑ from the inbox . . . | reader thinking that matt doesn't really care about her and his priorities are always elsewhere, and he decided to worship her to make it up to her — @lovesickgrlsrh0t

๋࣭ ⭑ warnings . . . | kinda subby matt, also kinda subby reader, oral (f!receiving), barely angst but sure, riding schlong, unprotected sex (dont be silly wrap that willy LMFAOO), p in v

๋࣭ ⭑ author's note . . . | take me shopping i dont care you can take me anywhere see the wind fly through my hair make the people stop n stare 😇 i hope this is. good BYE

you know matt loves you more than anything. it was so obvious in everything he did, how he behaved around you. you love him more than anything, you're sure to make it obnoxiously clear too. he makes your heart flutter, your demeanour happier and just everything better.

so why was that quiet but insistent part of your mind trying to convince you otherwise?

it started when matt was getting consistently more busy with youtube and other influencer-y things that he and his brothers do. you were used to it, yeah, but lately it felt more intrusive and an inconvience to you more than anything. but you never mentioned it, because you never wanted to seem needy, or like that annoying girlfriend who always wants his attention on her. you do, of course, who wouldn't, but not like that.

"m'busy, baby, i can't," he'd tell you, glancing at you for a faint moment before he looked back at his computer or resumed talking with nick and chris. it shouldn't have made you as upset as it did, since it wasn't anywhere near rude or a rejection, but it did make you upset. even a—"maybe later, babe,"—was almost catastrophic, making you feel even worse.

it may seem irrational or an overreaction however you just felt.. ignored. or underappreciated, or whatever you'd call it. like, does he even care about you? insane, you know, but.. you couldn't help but feel like that. what was making you so highstrung?

and matt. oh, matt. as perceptive as ever, knew there was something wrong almost immediately. he stayed quiet about it, trying to test the waters to see whether he was wrong about it however when your reluctance to even be around him became evident, he knew something had happened. he just.. didn't know what. so, he asked chris, first. "i dunno, man, she's just—she's like, avoiding me," chris laughs, almost instantly.

"what the fuck did you do?" he's not really paying attention, considering he knows exactly why you're avoiding matt. you'd talked to him and nick about it. and he vividly remembers you saying you wanted matt to figure out why you were so upset himself; without help.

matt retorts immediately, "i don't know, if i did, i think i'd be fixing it, dumbass." he swallows thickly, feeling uncomfortable with the thought of you not wanting to be around him. he pushes up from the counter, sighing, "thanks for the help." his tone is sarcastic, snarky, as he runs a hand through his hair before heading to the living room where you were with nick.

yeah, you'd resorted to hanging out with nick, when matt was in the house—it wasn't unusual, just.. weird considering how worried he was. it was petty of you, you knew it, but..

"hey," the tension is unsettling, and he hates it. you hate it too. you both hate it. nick's in the middle of it, fiddling with the beads of the bracelet he'd been making with you with a sideways glance at matt as if to tell him that he fucked up, big time. matt knew that, of course he did. you glance up at him, a tiny bit guilty. "nick, you mind if i steal her away for a bit?" he jokes, glancing at you with soft, almost sad puppy dog eyes.

"go ahead," nick mumbles, not exactly wanting to be stuck between couple drama and kind of just wanting to make cute bracelets.

you reluctantly get up, handing the beads back to nick. a dramatic sigh slips past your lips, and you make your way over to matt, looking at him expectantly. he swallows hard, gently grasping at your arm and leading you to his room, closing the door behind him. looking back at you, he finds you standing there with your arms folded over your chest defensively. his heart melts. "baby," he starts.

you glance away, frowning. you weren't mad at him, could never be mad at him, but.. uncertain and worried and all those bad feelings that made your head hurt and stomach ache. "matt," not even a matty? now he's frowning, unsure of how to approach this without making an absolute fool of himself. you had him wrapped so tight around your pretty finger, it was unbelievable.

"you're upset with me," matt mumbles, sounding dejected and upset with himself that he'd done something to upset you. "c'mon, look at me," you won't even look at him, give him the time of day.

kind of like how he made you feel, right? he doesn't know where the thought came from, and maybe it's from how you refuse to look at him, but.. he starts to piece things together. especially when you accidentally look at him despite the whole ignoring thing you have going on. "oh, baby," he says softly, ashamed. he hadn't been looking after you the way he should, right? that's what he's thinking, and he knows he's right.

"mmph," you glance away, focusing your gaze on the ceiling. it's how a child, a particularly petulant one, would react to being neglected in the way matt had done to you. his frown only deepens, hands moving to clasp at your thighs. you flinch at the cold metal of his rings against your warm skin, however you relax moments after. "i'm sorry," he starts, knowing a simple apology won't get you to forgive him. he knows you well, after all. "c'mon, let me.." he says softly, pulling you gently towards the bed. he's careful, not too forceful in case you don't want him to touch you or anything. he's too on edge. you let out a quiet sound as the back of your knees hit the bed, and you plonk down, eyes flickering up to his.

it would seem pathetic to some, desperate to many, the way he drops to his knees infront of you. it even surprises you, and you finally look at him properly. a giggle bubbles from your throat, despite yourself, "what are you doing?" your tone is soft, upset but oozing curiosity. his baby blues meet your eyes, and he swallows hard. "makin' it up to you, ma." he runs his hands over your thighs, chest rising and falling in gentle breaths as he takes you in. all his, right? all his.

matt lets his hand gently slide over your thighs, the exhale he lets out shaky and almost whimpery in nature. "wasn't bein' nice to my girl, was i?" he shakes his head, watching the way you nod slowly, "you weren't," you say matter-of-factly, because he wasn't. matt agrees, a soft hum of acknowledgement slipping past his lips. he feels so bad for ignoring you like that, having his priorities else where even when he was busy with work.

his head dips down to suckle gently at your soft skin, tentatively kissing at it. his blue eyes lift to yours for a moment, as if asking for permission. you nod, swallowing hard. "let me make it up to you," he asks, before he continues, murmuring against your skin, "let me make it up to you. please, baby, wanna make it all better."

how could you say no to that? the sound of him begging?

"okay," you say gently, "if you'll let me rant," he moans softly against your thigh, and he nods gently, mumbling something in affirmation but you can't hear it, nor do you really care, since his touch is a little bit mind fogging. his hands grasp at your thighs, tugging you impossibly closer.

"go on," he says quietly, bringing your legs over his shoulders so he can take care of your soft skin the way he wants to, needs to. but also to hear you take your frustrations out on him, it's the least he can do, isn't it? he sounds so apologetic, it's heart melting. "i dunno, kinda feels like you don't really care about me," you say quietly, a little ashamed for even thinking it. matt lets out a whimpery sound, like it pains him to even hear that.

"no, no, no, baby," matt leaves soft marks on your skin, nibbling gently. he's only careful with you, nothing less than delicate with your body. the open mouthed kisses he leaves make a shiver run down your spine, and you continue, "it's dumb.. but, just.. i feel ignored," oh, not right now. you feel very much attended to. "and like.. i'm not really.. you don't think about me? more about your work?"

matt's hands grasp tightly at your thighs instinctively as he swallows hard, shaking his head, "ma.." it's like he doesn't even think twice as he reaches for your leggings, tugging them down quickly but gently. "lift up f'me," he mumbles quietly, pulling down the leggings with relative ease. they're discarded soon enough, and you flinch a little at the cold air on your legs. "i'm so sorry, god.." he tugs your clothed cunt closer to him with another tug to your legs, leaning in and nuzzling himself against you.

a sharp gasp slips past your lips at the friction and your fingers instantly thread through his dark hair, his groan vibrating against your core at the sensation of you tugging. "ah.." your lips part, a pretty sound escaping you. he relishes in those sounds, adores them, and he starts to coax more when he starts mouthing over your clit through the fabric. the sensation is new to you, but not at all unwarranted. his pretty groans make it even better.

"m'so sorry.." his fingers, as he wets the fabric of your underwear even more, skim over the waistband of the fabric between the two of you. he tugs, once or twice, as if asking for permission. "go on," you say softly, a giggle bubbling from you again when he pulls down your underwear with relative ease and definite eagerness. an awed groan slips past his lips at the sight of your pretty pussy, one of his favourite things in the world. "there she is.." he says softly under his breath. eyes lifting to yours.

"been neglectin' you," he addresses you directly, tone soft, then he looks to your cunt, head tilting gently, "and neglecting her, huh? how bad of me.." matt tuts, shaking his head once more. he brings you close once more, giving a gentle pat to your puffy pussy and watching as you squirm almost instantly. "should make it better for my girls, shouldn't i?" another pat, and he's diving in, letting out a groan against your folds as he kisses and slips his tongue across them.

"she tastes so good, huh? she missed me," matt's words make you cry out softly, taken off guard by how desperate he is to please you. you tighten your grip on his hair a little and even squeeze your thighs around his head a bit more, causing him to groan into your soft, wet skin. "matt, oh, shit," you whimper, and he swirls his tongue around you, shifting lower so his nose bumps against your clit with every movement of his head.

his tongue circles your entrance for a moment before he flicks his tongue into your wet hole, loving the way you practically grind down onto his face. "take what you want, that's it," his words are muffled by your heat, and how you're almost sat on his face, but you get them nonetheless, eyes fluttering down to his own meeting yours. matt's hands slide down to your ass, squeezing and kneading in his hands.

matt's not even focused on himself, no, not at all, his hips grinding into the bed slowly to gain some kind of friction at all. he might end up cumming in his pants, he doesn't care, as long as you feel good and wanted. he never wants you to feel ignored or neglected again. you're his girl, his. "holy fucking shit," he's good with his mouth, like, good. and he knows it, lord does he know it.

the moment your hips start to stutter from his mouth sucking and licking at your pretty pussy, he doesn't let up, only making his movements more intense and pleasurable for you.

"that's it, fuck," he grunts, your thighs squeezing around his head once more. he doesn't even mind it, not at all. in fact, it gets him going, nose bumping against your clit enough to have you whining and squirming against his face, that familiar tight knot of arousal squeezing in your abdomen. matt can feel it too, as he eats you out like his life depends on it, which to him, it really does. "yeah, baby, there we go, that's it, come all over my face, make a mess on me, shit.."

you in fact, do, without any shame in the world. why feel shame when your man was making you feel so fucking amazing? your thighs tremble around his head and he helps you ride out your orgasm, licking slowly to bring you back down to earth without overstimulating you. soon, he pulls back, not even minding the state of well, his face. "did so good for me," he mumbles breathlessly, and you swallow hard. "that.. felt.. oh my god, matthew." a chuckle escapes him at the use of matthew and not just matt, and he gently pushes up off his knees to lay down on the bed on his back. his hands find your hips, slowly bringing you over on top of him.

"matthew, huh?" matt smiles, a gentle, loving smile that tells you exactly how much he cares for and adores you. a little grunt slips past his lips as he tugs his boxers down enough to free his cock, pre cum leaking from it due to how he was basically humping the bed earlier. your eyes flutter over him as you look down at him, swallowing hard, and he murmurs, "so pretty, ma," he gives his cock a few quick strokes, before he lines himself up with your tight hole. "i got you.."

you let out a pitiful little whine when he pulls you down onto him, the stretch making your lips part with soft noises, and matt tilts his head, taking in your form as you squirm. "relax for me.. i've got you.." his eyes flutter over your body, adoringly. his heart swells with warmth, just.. he can't believe he's so lucky. "i'm gonna fuckin'.. explode," you mumble breathlessly.

"i'll pick up the pieces, baby," he leans back against the headboard, hands squeezing at your hips. matt swallows hard, just in awe for a moment. "gorgeous, gorgeous girl. how'd i get so damn lucky?" he lets you adjust to him for a moment, waiting for the greenlight. "you'd be even luckier if you started movin'," ever the graceful, you are, he thinks to himself, and a laugh escapes him again.

"right, right, sorry," a giggle escapes you too, but it soon melts into a moan when he lifts you up, only to drop you back down. his eyes flutter to yours, baby blues dark with sheer want, and he grunts under his breath at how tight you are. "wish i could stay buried in your pussy forever, honey," he guides your movements a few more times till you find a rhythm, however his hands remain on your thighs to hold you up if you get tired.

"mmh, shit, shit, shit," your love for profanity only fuels his adoration for you, his hands squeezing at your thighs as you bounced on his cock, the sounds of skin slapping against skin hitting your ears. he didn't think about how loud the two of you were being and the fact his door was open, no, he wanted to make you feel as loved and wanted as you should. "feels so good, matt, mmh!"

he's doing a very good job at it too.

"that's it, fuck, look so pretty ridin' my dick like that, you like that, mama? yeah.." his eyes follow the way your tits bounce beneath your top, and he pushes up the fabric so he can get a good view of them. no one's ever looked at you with such adoration like that, it's intoxicating. matt greedily gropes at you, squeezing and flicking your nipples just because. and because it makes you clench around him so good. "these pretty titties, fuck."

matt swallows hard, getting lost in you as you get lost in him too, holding onto his hoodie tight as you lift your hips up and down. "never wanna make you feel bad again, never wanna do that. m'so sorry baby, fuck, you forgive me? forgive me, please, ma?" he's practically begging, hands squeezing your body all over, showing how much he loves you. "always got time for my baby, for my girl. even if i don't, gonna make it, promise, fuckin'.. promise," he mumbles, words borderline incoherent.

it makes you smile, it makes you beam, and you're not mad at him. you'd stopped being upset with him since he made you come all over his face, to be totally honest. "it's okay, it's okay," you murmur softly, "i forgive you, okay? i forgive you." matt squeezes your hips once more, bucking his own into you to drive himself deeper inside of you. the way you squeeze around him is intoxicating.

"gonna come, ma, shit," matt whimpers, and you coo softly at his whiny tone, "yeah? go on, come for me," he whines shakily, gripping your thighs tighter and thrusting up into you harder. his chest rises and falls in quick breaths, dark hair falling over his eyes as he lets out soft sounds as pretty as yours. "where d'you want it?" he asks breathlessly, eyes searching yours.

"want it inside," just the sound of your voice saying shit like that has him groaning, hips stuttering as he feels himself reach that peak, ropes of cum painting your walls as he lets go. you find yourself gushing around him around the same time too, a shaky series of moans and whines slipping past your lips. matt takes the opportunity to wrap his arms around you and press your body against his. his head soon nuzzles into the crook of your neck. "i love you so much," he breathes out.

"love you too," you murmur in response, relaxing into him. you're happy to stay there for a while.

or go again.

๋࣭ ⭑ taglist / @mattslolita , @st7rnioioss , @flairdean , @mattsluv , @bepositiveforachange , @poetatorturadaa , @onlynextdoor

๋࣭ ⭑ line dividers / @rookthornesartistry

[bwobgames]

No houses, ghost or ghouls could ever compare to the absolute terror a loose orange cat could make.

While he is not the one to perpetuate stereotypes, Mozilla is a bit of a … rowdy boy.

He’s a complete sweetheart! Most of the time. When he’s not zooming around the house.

He needs to find him quick, before he has to cover up for another criminal.

Surely he will see the social situation he’s in and behave, right?

Will he be his angle or his debil?

“Agh, I should’ve given him the full dose. He probably woke up and managed to get out.”

Although… there’s something fishy about that statement.

If Firefox was hungry or wanted to get out, he would meow first, then initiate a daring escape, but Oliver didn’t hear anything.

And how could he escape? There doesn’t seem to be any signs of scratches or bite marks around the lock, nor anywhere outside the carrier.

Did his cat become a genius overnight and found out a way to unlatch the lock without leaving any marks?

Actually, new hypothesis. Perhaps he did meow, but Ángel woke up instead and fed him. Thus, a sleepy Ángel could’ve left the hatch badly closed, therefore, feline malice occurs.

That’s the only logical explanation. Even if there’s no signs of Mozilla being fed.

In any case, better catch that orange menace soon, before he terrorizes the poor people. Then he shall interrogate it.

He follows a trail of cat hair, passing the entrance and into the little dining area.

“FIREFOX”

He screams. In his head. With agony.

He sees nothing but a tragedy, as it seems that his devil spawn raided the place.

His dad was right. He should’ve enlisted that cat in the military. To give him discipline.

He sees broken glass, spilled beans and a random half of a fish. Where did he get fish?!

He hurriedly cleans up the broken glass and everything else spilled on the floor. He arranges the glasses, so it doesn’t look like one is missing.

He’s so glad Dominion is inactive. His neighbors were right, he does attract crime.

While cleaning, he notices something on the wall.

A knife set. There’s one missing.

Mozilla… with a knife. God help us all.

But seeing as he doesn’t have any thumbs, it’s more likely a misplaced object by a worker.

Even if his detective intuition says otherwise. Or is it painful memories?

In any case, neither houses nor ghosts need knives. That he knows of.

He quickly makes a mental note of where the emergency brake is.

As he leaves the no longer crime scene, the cat hair trail becomes scattered. He is now stuck on the corridor, leadless and catless.

Until.

“Huh?”

Young Sebastian seems to have mastered the art of guitar dual wielding.

“Ah! You’re Sebastian, yes? What are you doing out here so late?”

“Oh, I found this guitar. I think the mustache kid left it there. But uh, I don’t really want to wake him up…”

“Owen tends to do that. Here, I’ll give it to him in the morning”

“Thanks, uh. Guy”

“I’m Private Detective Oliver Beebo. As the prophecy foretold”

He has now learned that he gets way less misunderstandings when he clarifies the “Private” part. The last bit is from Vivi.

“Private detective? I didn’t know that job still existed. Or that it was profitable”

“Haha, takes lots of effort and self publicity, but it manages”

“Wait, have you been investigating or something?”

“Ah, no. I’m actually looking for my cat. Have you seen an orange creature of evil intent around?”

“A cat? That would explain some things.”

A witness. Oh no.

“I think I heard scratching from the bathrooms, it scared me half to death. Ah, but it was like, an hour or so ago”

So he has been causing trouble. Man. But still, a lead is a lead. If Firefox was in the bathrooms around an hour ago- Wait, does that mean…?

“Have you been awake for long?”

“I haven’t slept yet”

“Wha- Sebastian, that’s not healthy. I get you’re young, but at some point your body will not accept it.”

“Haha, I know. I’m not as young as you think”

“It’s just… been reminiscing. About things”

“What type of things. If you don’t mind me asking”

If you dont mind it being used as information for any house hunting needs.

“Something about this train has been making me feel… nostalgic. I guess.”

“My mother used to tell me all kinds of stories about the trains she used to take”

“Ah, I get it. My grandma used to live near a station, too. I remember laughing at the surprised chickens when the train passed”

“You got chickens?”

“No, no, I’m from the south, and my family worked in the farms.”

“Like, owners of the farms?”

“No? As workers”

“Huh. Sorry it’s just… everyone else is so fancy looking. Ah, I don’t mean to offend I just-“

“I also hang around rich people. It’s interesting to see someone else like me”

“You mean, your friends?”

“Them too but like, others as well”

“My mom worked as a maid, well, “house assistant” or something, but she was literally a maid.”

“At some point we were having a lot of trouble with the rain in our house, so the family she was working for offered us to move in with them”

“So, in a way, I’ve always been around rich people, while living the life of a normal average person”

“At some point though, mom got sick. The family gave her support for medical bills but, she succumbed”

Oh. By “Nostalgia” Sebastian meant Grieving

Wait, this is dangerous.

“I’m so sorry. Was it… COVID?”

“What? No, no. This was a while ago.”

“The family offered me to take her place, but I wanted to study.”

“So, as a token of friendship, I guess. They rent me one of their apartments in a building they own. With a slight discount”

“That’s nice of them, I think. At that point, they probably saw you as their own son”

“That’s… that’s something I been having trouble with”

“My mother never stopped working, even while sick. She also barely had any time to herself, seeing as the family had her at all hours of the day.

She said she liked working there, that the family was kind.

But I could see her swollen feet, only resting at night.

I could see us sitting on another table for lunch.

I could see us being invited to vacations, only for her to be working once more.

Would it really have been okay if she ever said ‘No’ to them? Would she have risked it?

My mother’s illness got worse by stress.”

“I… I guess I’m not sure how to feel.

This place made all those memories return tenfold. All this talk about ghosts makes me think that… Maybe I could see her again”

“Sorry, you seem like a guy who knows things, but I shouldn’t use you as a therapist or a discord vent channel.”

He seems to be going through a lot, and not even counting his dead friend! No wonder he hasn’t slept.

“While your mother had, certainly a sacrificed life, she was honorable.”

“Wow, you really talk like a southern guy”

“Shush, what I’m trying to say is that, she loved you. She would want you to remember the good times with her, not the times she struggled”

“And having those memories, even if looking back becomes painful, is a beautiful thing”

“They were here, They were alive and they were beautiful. And as long as you keep those memories, they will live on”

“…You are a wise guy.”

“I would be even wiser if I could follow my own advice. But my own loss is a bit too fresh yet”

“I get that… I spent like a week just clutching her guitar and crying”

“Is that hers?”

“No, no. This fancy thing is a gift from Fede. Mom was the one who taught me how to play, though”

He gets an idea

“Do you know anything from Los Bunkers?”

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[h4untedgrl]

Under My Control | c.yj

-☆ genre/au: idol au, meandom!yeonjun x brat!fem reader

-☆ warnings: yeonjun is a meanie lol, kinda aggressive yeonjun, manhandling, orgasm control/orgasm denial, oral (fem rec), pussy slapping

Yeonjun was always bothered by how close you were with his members. They always said you were like their sister... but their eyes said otherwise. Trailing down your body, god only knows what they're thinking about. However to Yeonjun it seems like you like their wandering eyes.

Maybe he needs to remind you whose in charge here.

They were all in the studio today, and Yeonjun wanted you to tag along. Needless to say your aren't a conservative woman. Wearing tight, revealing clothes was your thing. All the motivation Yeonjun needed to get through todays session. That was until you and Soobin started to talk halfway through the recording session.

"You look good today Y/N, I really like that top." Soobin says, his eyes wandering around your body. Something that you thought was harmless, "Thanks Soobin! I'm glad you like it, I actually just got-" You were cut off by Yeonjun.

"Behave." Yeonjun said as he looked at you with cold eyes. You rolled your eyes, completely ignoring him before you bring your attention back to Soobin. "As I was saying... I just got this top yesterday and I couldn't wait to put it on" You say before giving Soobin a spin. Blush spreads across Soobin's cheeks and ears.

"Alright Y/N that's enough." Yeonjun's voice stern with you, "Babe what are you even talking about?! I'm not doing anything!" Yeonjun turns his head sharply to look at you. "You know exactly what you're doing. Either you relax, or we're going home." You laugh at his remark, "Okay Yeonjun. I'll relax" Mocking his tone.

Yeonjun balls his fist, "Grab your shit." His members jaws dropped at his reaction. "Yeonjun but-" "I said grab your shit and let's go." He gave his members a disappointed look, "We can continue this tomorrow." You grab your purse and walk out of the recording room, Yeonjun following behind you.

"Junie I think you're overreacting, we don't need to leave" You pout, his eyebrow raises "Overreacting? Yeah sure." He grabs your hand tightly as he drags you out the studio.

Roughly after an half hour you're finally at your apartment, Yeonjun picks you up throwing you over his shoulder. "Junie what are you doing?!" You tried wrestling him to no avail. Once you finally reach your bedroom he throws the door open and proceeds to place you on the bed.

"Do you think i'm stupid y/n?" Yeonjun questions you. You inch back on the bed, "No? Why would you even say that?" He runs his hands through his hair "Take your panties off" Your eyes widen in confusion. "I thought you were mad at me why would you wan-" "I said take them off."

You follow his command taking off you panties, covering yourself slightly. "Don't act shy now, c'mon show yourself like the little slut that you are." You move your hand away from your pussy. Yeonjun finally joins you on the bed, laying down right in between your legs. "You're always wet and I haven't even touched you yet." His hands gripping your thighs, "This turns you on? Being under my control? You're nastier than I thought."

Your cunt starts to throb around nothing, aching for his touch. Yeonjun finally brings his thumb to rub circles around your clit, you gasp at his touch. Your hips buck up slightly, causing Yeonjun to coo "You like that, huh" His voice almost condensing and it does is make you moan louder. "Please Junie need more." You plead to him.

Yeonjun sucks his teeth, "but do you deserve more? I dont think so." Regardless of his words his thumb applies more pressure against your bud, the circles becoming tighter. "Baby please gonna cum" You whine out, only for the pleasure to stop instantly at your words. "What the fuck Junie!?" He laughs "When I feel like you can cum...then you can cum."

Yeonjun places a kiss on your cunt before his tongue starts to lap around you clit. Your slick leaving his chin wet, your legs can't help but to tremble around his head. His hands keeping your legs open in return. You feel your orgasm building up again, an overwhelming feeling of bliss started filling your body. "So close Junie~"

His hand striking down giving your pussy and slap. "No you’re not." You wince at the pain, " m' sorry baby jus' feels so good." He lays down one more slap before grabbing your panties and handing them back to you.

“I bet you won’t do that shit again.”

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[fujobritta]

1am braddavid rant

i feel like brad doesnt really have any romantic attraction to people . hes always been kind of aro to me so with david its a Fascination . a proclivity . hes deeply attached to him in a way that is purely out of just . interest . not romantic or even always something sexual its just that david is His person, idk how to explain it . brads attachment to david just isnt really ever romantic to me . maybe like mildly sexual but its mostly kind of just ... obsession ? david is so boring and basic yet still so interesting and wholly unlike anyone hes ever met and he wants to have that with him at all times

i suppose that translates into love in some form but brads love is definitely very, very different from david's . something more visceral and instinctual and harder to comprehend than pure romantic attraction to the point where it kind of ties back into being romantic but also not really ? david's love is kind of just like Yay i love kissing my darling boyfriend ^_^ and brad's love is like You are a weird little prey animal that has crawled its way into the confines of my mind and i am going to lock you in there forever and ever and i dont especially like you all that much but i find you odd in a way that enraptures me deeply and i would choose you over anyone else.

well . davids is still more complex than that but its definitely a different tune ... its romantic and sort of . dog-like . he likes having someone to hold his leash and being married is essentially a leash between you and another person and he Craves for that to come back to him . which is also why i think baksbee is kind of perfect for the both of them because brad needs ownership and david needs to be owned . which makes it seem kind of like some sort type of weird bdsm nonsense that frankly brad is probably into but its really just kind of sweet to me

because they kind of fill a hole in eachother ? not like that . well kind of like that sometimes LOL but they fit so perfectly together like theyre so perfect for one another :( frankly theyre exactly what the other wants . someone loyal who will always be there to direct x an ownable predictable commodity

and about david its like . how do i explain it . i had a david piece titled Reject Humanity where he was just on like four different leashes held by brad, his ex wife & jane, montreal, and ian . and like . thats what hes like to me . he Needs to be held on a leash by everyone else because he doesnt want to think for himself . and i think its because he spent so much of his childhood being told very specifically how to think or feel or act and hes gotten to a point where he cannot function without instructions . he needs people to tell him what to do because he doesnt know how to act otherwise

in a way brad parallels that similarly except he manages that struggle by telling other people how to behave or taking control over them as a means to cope with being controlled so deeply in his childhood in a fairly similar way to david

which . and this might seem like a drastic turn but frankly i never really see it as anything especially pornographic i just think it speaks to their characters in a very specific way . but its why i cant really comprehend top david . like whatever top doesnt equal dominant but the concept still makes me sick because it just doesnt feel Right for brad to allow that level of control over him and i dont think it would feel right to david either, to have any amount of control over his situations . which i mean frankly i think hed enjoy having some amount of control in his life but id rather that manifest as power bottom david because brad still needs some leverage in his desire to have control in any possible situation

but idk . i feel like in a way he definitely Is in love with david but its not . something comprehendible to anyone . including brad . its not quite romantic in the conventional sense . its just a fascination . an unwittingly formed attachment to someone who on the surface seems like the blandest most uninteresting person hes ever met . and honestly i just want the show to let them be friends again because theyre so wonderful even without the romance because brads love for david will always be there regardless of anything because hes always gonna be weird and obsessed with him for no reason and i think it really showed in s2 when they were being friends-ish . whatever its late and im tired and i probably sound delusional and no ones gonna read this but i dont care i miss them so so so so so bad :(

[lagooneah]

I can't be the only one that gets so MAD when a sensitive and emotionally intelligent male character gets "twinkified" by the fandom.

It's one thing if it's like a silly joke ONCE- but to base a whole character on how "he's so fem!" When he just knows how to practice basic empathy or cried a few times is high key contributing to the patriarchy's toxic roles, because it makes it seem that a man cannot be gentle, kind, and, I don't know, a GOOD PERSON, without wearing some kind of maid outfit and being described as "feminine", as if it's a weak trait.

I.e. Izuku Midoriya from My Hero Academia, Vash the Stampede from Trigun Stampede, Yuta Okkotsu(to a smaller extent, but yeah), Tanjiro Kamado and Muichiro Tokito from Demon Slayer, Sakura Haruka from Windbreaker, Kurapika from Hunter X Hunter- the list goes on. (This is based on what I've seen when interacting with the fandoms- it's rare for some of them, so please dont take it like everyone sees these characters this way)

These are all to different extents- but the point IS that strong, independent men who can do things for themselves and be strong while ALSO being kind, understanding, respectful, and emotionally in touch with themselves and others are CONSTANTLY made out to be "gay" or otherwise "feminine" in some way. Like, no, this is a young boy/man who behaves like a normal human being who was raised to be okay with his emotions. Let's be for real.

[smilingangel582]

The chase

Hi guys, I am madly in love with this character. And guess what, this is Naruto and Sasuke'a VA! In Japanese. I seriously wrote this tk fic as they speak in Japanese. Omg! I love them even more. Ps. We need more lee!kinich... I summon it!

Summary: Paimon is convinced Kinich is scary, but Aether thinks otherwise. It was a quiet day in Natalan until Aether started a bet with Paimon to prove her wrong. New discoveries were made, and unsurprisingly, a certain dragon lord commits betrayal.

Warning: Spoilers for the nataln archon quest and Kinich's quest, tickling, cuteness overload, Aether and Kinich are very close, but mind you, it's a platonic relationship (can't ship them yet)

"So you Paimon is supposed to believe that Kinich is actually... uh... a sweetheart?" Paimon crossed her arms in confusion. Floating around as Aether walked through the city of mountains, the scion of the canopy.

Aether shrugs, giving her a confident smirk "Well... he may appear blank but he's very nice and he doesn't hide it... not like a certain wanderer ..."

Paimon guessed Hat guy from Sumeru might have sneezed by that mention.

"But he's so cold and Paimon can't really see the guy smile..." Paimon huffs now, as if its the biggest worries for her, "its frightening how blank Kinich is..."

"What's frightening about me Paimon?"

A soft voice made Paimon shrill in surprise making her gasp and wheeze. Aether mildly turns back with a less-reactive surprised expression at seeing the saurian hunter.

"Hi Kinich,"

Kinich greets them politely, "Traveler, Paimon how do u do?"

Paimon recovering from her shock, groans, "Jeez Paimon almost got a heart attack! Stop sneaking up on us like that... your quiet anyway unlike your pixel-poop-mouth!"

Ajaw snarls, "Who are you calling poop-mouth, tiny ant?"

"Oh and Paimon's bigger than you!"

They continue bickering making Aether sheepishly give Kinich an apologetic look, "Sorry about that..."

"I should be the one to apologise..." kinich replies solemnly, making Aether like this guy more for his awkward informal side.

"Ajaw, do you want another time out?"

Ajaw turns to kinich, his mouth dropping in anguish. "Grrr! Fine, fine! I won't torment the anaemic ant!"

"Hehe" Paimon smirks. "Know your place little dragon lord!"

Aether rolls his eyes, "Paimon... behave"

Paimon pouts, looking sideways, "awww alright im sorry Kinich... and maybe Ajaw"

"Maybe??"

Ignoring Ajaw's short snap, Kinich shakes his head, a hand to his chest. "Don't be Paimon. You're actually a kind companion to the traveller..." he adds deliberately after casting a look at Ajaw, "It makes me jealous"

"Huh? I'm more powerful ya know! Oi! Kinich!"

Aether hears Paimon floating towards Kinich, "Kinich, you don't smile much, do you?"

Kinich slightly astonished responds, "I beg your pardon? I do..."

"When?" Partly challenging and partly curious.

"Like... right now?"

They all stared. Even Kinich seemed uncertain about what he just said. Paimon huffs, mildly irritated, "OK so... laughing? Ever dont that before..."

Ajaw floats around Kinich, his pixel hands patting his shoulder, "Haa hahaa would love to see that embarassing sight."

Kinich shrugs him off, the bandana making him seem like he's angry but he's just frustrated with Ajaw.

"All the more reason why I should not"

Ajaw being slightly pushed away but regains balance in air comes swirling back to him with a cunning sneer, "Uh oh someone's a little defensive... afraid I'll exploit a weakness?"

Aether sense tension, usually he would've stepped in to stop Kinich's discomfort with Ajaw but knowing the topic he was curious where this was going.

Paimon is no better now - contrast to Ajaw's scheming malice - she steps in to prompt Ajaw's hint, "Oooh does this mean he does laugh?"

Kinich folds his arms, somewhat wary where this was going. Yet he failed to notice where Ajaw just disappeared.

"I do, but not all the time -"

"Yeah, just poke him like this, and he'll go gyaaahaahaa!" Ajaw swiftly pokes Kinich around the waist close to the small of his back, making him spasm in shock, gasping, "Oi!"

Silence. Paimon's eyes widened, and so did Aether's. They all exchanged glances. Now Ajaw proudly danced and shook his tail, as if he got the best victory after 500 years.

"Kinich?" Aether smirks, now barely hiding his excitement, "Are you ticklish?"

The saurian hunter now stared, knowing there's no other way to dodge the question. He swiftly seized Ajaw's tail, now activating his grappling hook. He swings off till he disappeared through the clouds.

His flight instincts kicked in. Paimon stared in bewilderment, but she was the only one until Aether began to take the one-sided challenge.

Somewhere by the top of the mountains in Scion of the canopy, Kinich cautiously looked by the trees, hoping he had escaped. He knew now or never... and his experience in running away has been helpful.

"Baa! You coward..." Ajaw scoffed, now teasing, "Were you that scared?"

"It was not fright... I just don't like the thought of showing the traveller such an absurd state" he sternly added "and you're officially in time out"

Ajaw grumbled now, waving his small pixel arms "Grr... whatever, but you know Kinich"

"What?"

"Running away doesn't always help ya... when there's a good seeker"

He frowns, looking somewhat confused by this indirect analogy. "What do you-?"

"Gotcha!" Aether swings by instantly now tackling (not on purpose) Kinich as they both tumbled to the ground.

"J-jeez traveller be careful" Kinich groan, now sounding concerned. "Don't use that hook, so lightly"

Aether chuckles straddling him. "Thanks your a nice guy... now ever heard of the saying "you can run but you can't hide" Kinich?"

Before he could struggle he already felt nimble fingers attacking his sides.

"O-ohokay w-wahait tihihihime ohohout!"

His giggles are soft and yet very childish. Aether stares in wonder... he had heard many sweet voices but hearing Kinich like this is like a dream in Nahida's world.

"Wow.. you're sensitive, Ajaw wasn't lying"

Ajaw smirks "Hehe that was one of the weaknesses that I'm proud of exploiting in him"

"You mean the only one?" Paimon scoffs.

"Ah! Took you long enough useless ant"

"You! You pixel weirdo!" Paimon stomps her foot on the air angrily and begins bickering with Ajaw.

Kinich and Aether... well they have other better matters to attend to.

"So tell me, is this spot worse than this?" His fingers creeping towards his hips making him buck in surprise, grabbing Aether's wrists which didn't help, "Ah! Aether!"

"You said my name! Nice!" He gets his hips and then back to his waist... slipping the jacket down a little bit to access the skin.

"Ahaharchons juhuhuhust stohohohop a mihihinute plehehehehease!" Kinich curls to the side, suddenly his laughter getting louder when Aether targets his ribs with swift unpredictable speed.

"Uh oh ribs? That's not good... especially since your swinging around..." Aether smirks, now tapping and prodding his ribs as Kinich jerks to his back to protect his sides. His long lashes damp with tears.

"And you won't be able to swing comfortable knowing how vulnerable here..." he pinches the highest set ribs with indication "Oh and perhaps under here?" Slipping his fingers right under his arms making Kinich let an (honest to archon) a squeak.

"You're a sweetheart"

"Ihihihi ahahahahappreciahahahate the cohohohompliment buhuhuhut y-yohohohour kihihilling mehehe!" He giggles now. Trying to cover his worst spots as much as he could.

Aether laughed, now pausing a little, instead keeping his wrists pinned on either side of Kinich's head to keep him in anticipation.

"OK ok! Sorry, I always had to break the serious guys in this world."

Kinich groans, slightly huffs of laughter now calming down at the small break.

"Ajaw said Kinich has a weak neck!"

Paimon's sudden outburst on that fact made Kinich shiver. Aether turns to her first then back at him, a very mischievous smile that made Kinich shake his head a little, somewhat pitiful.

"Tch! The mighty dragon lord knows what a whimp he is but he still refuses to die.. bahahawahaha" Ajaw cackles in a sinister tone "Oh laugh to death Kinich!"

Aether rolls his eyes, "we are not killing him, just playing around... like friends"

Kinich's eyes that used to be blank slightly glistened with brightness, "Friends?"

"Yup and friends... make friends happy!" Aether wiggles his fingers right over his collarbone and throat lightly. Kinich knees kicked up in reflex, but they didn't stop Aether's fiery determination to tickle him.

"Ahaha Aetheheheher hehehee cuhuhuhut ihihit out! Hahaha ok ok y-yohohohou won! You won! Ok! Just mehehehercy! Mercy!

After that implore, Aether stopped tearfully laughing as well, falling next to Kinich, eyes bright golden and with bliss, "ohoho man that was so funny... im glad I saw this side of you..."

Kinich's breath was somewhat heavier as he managed to grab his composure swiftly as an amazing athlete "I-I uh... thank you traveler... I guess it wasn't that bad"

Ajaw growls, "Awwww, come on! I bet if you got his armpits more seriously next, he might not say that! Come on, traveler, I'm begging ya! Tickle this guy to death -g-gaaaaaaah curseeeee youuuu!"

Once more he just got confined into a space suddenly gone. Kinich sighs as he puts Ajaw away easily, resting an arm over his hip as he gets up now tired but somewhat... relaxed?

"Hey Kinich..."

He jolts when Aether poked his armpit that was exposed, making him stare in surprise "That's round two the next time we meet? And don't listen to Ajaw... tickling isn't something bad... its what friends do to have fun"

Kinich silently debated this answer... smiling genuinely. Perhaps Mualani was right... friends are amazing.

"Well come by traveler... its much livelier here with you around" Kinich offers, now giving an awkward smile.

"Aww miss me already?" Aether grins, then nudged him, "or the tickles"

"Just... you" he grunts, but looking sideways, with a timid look that seemed to have never appeared until today.

Aether will cherish that moment forever and also his laugh.

[f0rs4k3nbyth3sp4wn]

making a post about how the fandom characterises elliot bcs ts pmo icl 🥀🥀🥀

(small cw for mentioned attempted murder towards a child [fictional ofc]. but this is the forsaken fandom so i dont think most people will care. oh also this is a REALLY long post so. beware)

sooo im pretty new to the fandom but after having browsed almost every sfw 7n7 fic on ao3, its safe to say elliot's characterisation (or, well, mischaracterisation), is becoming a HUGE problem. a lot of people make him pissy around n7 and c00lkidd, which, to be fair, he has a right to be pissy! but the way they execute this is where things go wrong.

this is a more extreme example, but here's the gist of an au my friend found on tiktok (not linking for the creator's sake, which, speaking of, if you've seen this au and know the creator, please don't harass them. i mean i shouldn't have to say that but im still putting it out there):

honestly i agree with the last sentence he said, even i know this is bs even though i've only been a forsaken fan for like a week or smth 😭😭🥀🥀 to show you why, let me break down what we do know of how elliot's personality, how he feels about n7 and c00lkidd, and how he expresses it:

he is generally portrayed as a sweet and kind person, who always wants to help wherever he can.

he 'hates' n7 due to what c00lkidd did to the pizzeria (according to the fanmade wiki), though nothing has (canonically) ever been said about his feelings towards c00lkidd himself (to my knowledge)

he is not openly hostile towards n7, and has never canonically said anything 'mean' to his face, only acted passive aggressive (e.g. "...just get going").

i do disagree with his feelings towards n7 being 'hate' rather than just 'strongly dislike' (trust me, theyre VERY different things), but i digress. even if we were to say elliot hated n7, some people portray him as not even hating, but loathing him (this is an even bigger problem in pizzaburger fics/aus imo). if you want to write a complicated/negative relationship between two characters who are not your own, it's vital to know the difference between dislike, hate and loathe (as seen below).

(via langeek.co)

the reason i say elliot strongly dislikes n7 as opposed to hate is because hatred is often accompanied with a sense of hostility (while dislike is more avoidant, which fits elliot more imo when we look at their canon interactions). if you hate someone, you will not want to help them, and to be fair, i've read a handful of fics where elliot straight up refuses to give n7 pizza, or is at least hesitant. i dont think that's how elliot would behave. yes he is mad at n7 for not controlling his son, and has a grudge against him, but at his core, elliot is a kind guy. even if he wasn't, he'd never leave someone to die, no matter how temporary.

but continuing on the whole 'elliot loathes n7' dynamic, it becomes even more jarring when you apply it as an 'enemies to lovers' pizzaburger dynamic. even more so if you don't do the work to make it well paced. here are some tips on how you can do that:

pay heed to the rest of this post and do NOT make elliot too aggressive towards 007n7 in your fic. otherwise, it may feel too forced, especially if you don't want to go through the slowburn route. feel free to let the guy be passive aggressive though, just don't make him feel uncontrollable hatred every time he sees 07 (i prefer to think he feels manageable disdain, though i think you can tell by now).

on the other side of the coin, do NOT make n7 too pathetic. im all for him being a soggy wet cat, but at the end of the day, that's a grown ass man that was once very similar to c00lkidd. at the very least, i don't think he'd be crying left and right, considering this is a former terrorist, lol.

this is more me telling you guys to be creative than giving tips on pacing (since im not very creative myself, so i dont have many tips myself rn) but if you want to write the exact moment elliot began to like and respect n7, i don't really like the idea of n7 achieving that by bodyblocking for elliot?? like. it's not typically executed right bcs again. it often does what i advised against in the above two points. if you wanna do smth like that in your fic/comic, try comprimising by making it a clone block instead, and letting n7 be a REALLY good distractor like those aggressive n7 main. (i left this incomplete on accident when i posted this lol)

just overall make sure elliot is respectful to n7 during the late pining and post establishing the relationship stages!! it's perfectly fine if you want him to say 'mean' stuff to him that he doesnt mean (think of how siblings, friends, and again, sometimes partners, joke with each other. tough love or wtv), but don't make him have a hate boner for the guy lol. unless youre writing smut where there are actual hate boners involved, i aint getting involved in allat.

anyways, idk how to end this post off, so on a more positive note, go check out this pizzaburger yaoilicious peak rn !!! and feel free to add your own opinions, idm having a discussion as long as youre respectful, and am likely to add more to this post if you remind me of smth i might wanna say (im not the best at articulating myself lol) !!

[fatuismooches]

ITS ALMOST VALENTINES DAAY yippe!!!!

I know Dottore + the segments dont really care for holidays but I like to think Valentines day is one of those exceptions because they KNOW they are going to get spoiled. They all glance at reader (who is oblivious) discreetly as the day approaches.

And when the day arrives they're barely able to focus on their tasks because they can already smell the chocolates from the kitchen. Reader had to lock the door to the kitchen for OBVIOUS reasons.

sidenote: I just had the adorable idea that foxttore will claw/paw at the door like a dog😭 and the pufflings will try to squeeze under the door. Reader probably has to put a rag under the door to stop them.

When reader finally finishes baking and presents it to all the Dottys they are so joyous.... the older ones might be more quiet about their happiness but the younger ones are DEVOURING those sweets.

I like to think Reader also baked some trears for Foxttore and the pufflings... :D

(Sidenote:Reader baked a special batch for Zandy because he's spoiled)

ALSO im glad u like my ramblings 😭 I get very joyous when I see a new dottore post...

- 🐓

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH... Ah you've sealed your fate the moment you decided to spoil them on the first Valentine's Day spent together! You simply can't set the standards so high and then not go through with it, nope, unless you want a bunch of mopey and grumpy segments on this day of love. (You weren't planning on such a thing anyway thankfully. But somehow you don't notice how touchy they are before the day. Specifically the younger ones. The older ones are beyond that. But I guess they think they could possibly butter you up to give them a few more chocolates... Unfortunately, you're still oblivious and just return their kisses tenfold.)

Not only do you lock the door, but you have to threaten to never make them chocolates again if they dare break this rule... well obviously you'd never actually do that but apparently they're not willing to risk that possibility... very, very strange segments. If only they could behave themselves, they could hug you from behind as you baked... Though of course, Zandy is allowed in because he's a good little boy! Sometimes he helps you or he's just there to keep you company! (You have to keep Zandy's special batch in your room and have him sneak over so you two can eat it together in secret... otherwise, the segments would find out and that would not be fun...)

YESSS FOXTTORE AND THE PUFFBALLS TRYING TO BREAK IN... no poor Foxttore would just give up and sit outside the door all huffy and sad... its favorite human has betrayed it!! but the pufflings, they would have infiltrated the kitchen already, they were there hidden inside the cabinets and under the stove the night before. The ones that weren't there yet just squeezed themself through some other crevice... eventually, you just get them all in and Foxttore is very very happy :3 Its fur coat unfortunately may get a bit messy with the chocolate... you will have to give it a bath later. (I can just imagine, you will turn your back for a few seconds, and then you turn back around to see Foxttore guilty with his paw in the bowl of chocolate...)

Reader would definitely customize the boxes of chocolates for the segments... they would make sure to note down the kind of chocolate they prefer, what kind of fillings they like, etc... and the older segments who have a taste for more bitter chocolates too... :D Not to mention the little notecard with to: and from: [name]...

And let's not forget about our dearest Dottie... he would want to taste more chocolates even after they're done, and to do so, he would simply kiss you repeatedly, savoring the lingering taste of the delicious sweetness on your lips. Yes, he's never cared for Valentine's Day, but when it's like this, he supposes it's not all that bad.

[youremyheaven]

this is gunna sound so weird... men make my skin crawl. Like im attracted to men but everytime i see a man, my rbf awakens and i become hyper aware of my surroundings 😭

it doesn't help that im attending an all girls college now... any advice on how to ease up pls around them? I find it hard to even want to talk to them 😭 ik all men aren't bad and i may always not be in danger (imagine that in all caps and red) but i just wanna be able behave and think like a normal person around them ( this is so much that i even can't stand strangers)

Loads of luv to you ❤

honestly i hope u meet better men!!! there are some disgusting nasty perverted pieces of shit out there who dont deserve to be around women and i completely get why u would feel repulsed by them.

i wonder if u have malefic influence, they usually struggle the most with the opposite gender

tips on how to ease up around men:

think in terms of energy. dont project anger or hatred because thats what you will see in return. i know this is very triggering and difficult for many people but you HAVE to believe in good to SEE good. despite absolutely everything that ive gone thru, i still believe that people are inherently good, kind and helpful and i see proof of it everyday.

ive had men treat me with dignity, respect and kindness in the shadiest of circumstances and ive had men be nasty to me out in the open, so it just comes down to character. just think of men as people honestly and not as hound dogs about to attack u.

2. imagine them as little boys

sometimes when men are soft or boyish with me, it reminds me of how they mustve been as kids and it warms me. i have two little boy cousins who are 12 and 6 respectively and they both adooooreeee me and want to marry me when they grow up🥺🥺🥺theyre the sweetest kids on the planet and i could never ever feel otherwise, theyre my babies. idk if this is something u can relate to but think of a little boy you're close to, how innocent and silly he is and how you could never see him as a threat or hate him and understand that grown men can be like that too.

3. how we treat people has a lot to do with how people treat us

if you have a rbf and generally act standoffish and cold/distant, then you're probably perceived as being bitchy 😬😬and nevermind men, even women probably find u intimidating or hard to approach. im only saying this because learning how to navigate social situations is 90% of adulthood and the key to personal and professional success.

learn to smile more. i know women hate being told to smile but honestly we should alllll smile more. force yourself to do it until it becomes a habit. be that person who smiles at strangers. dont u feel happy when someone smiles at you??? so in turn, be that person to others!!! <33

learn to get out of your head. most people think too much. i hate spending time with people who talk about everything from a victim pov. like yes sure u/we women, are in a position of disadvantage in many ways, historically speaking but ???? this attitude?? wont get u anywhere. (I'm speaking generally and not about you particularly)

i would say the key is to turn inward and work on yourself. read all those cliche self help books about "how to influence people" yada yada,, learn social etiquette and watch all those youtube gurus who teach soft skills. forget about men and hating them for a second and just focus on self improvement. as you change, youll see the world change with u.

just think of men as people basically. also idk if youre familiar with carl jung but i feel like you have a wounded animus. many women who grew up with an absent (emotionally or otherwise) father grow up to project all that onto men. and in turn have damaging relationships with men!!

im not a man defender and im in no way saying all men are good but i genuinely dont think its healthy to hate, thats all!!

idk if any of this is helpful sikeee but lmk if u have any updates

also lots of love to u too angel!!<3

[ultra-raging-ghost]

Im real nervous main tagging this because ive said my main peace and i dont wanna clog the tag up, but i will say after some context given i have a couple more thoughts?

tw// SA, r//pe mention, etc.

This will be a controversial statement. Me personally, i dont really honestly care? About what he said? It was eight years ago and he hasnt repeated the actions so i dont honestly and truly care what he did eight years ago, he was 19 then hes like 26 now theres honestly and truly a BIG maturity distance between 19 and 26, but also it was. Eight years ago? Thats all i have to say on that?

I Also dont really care for how it was brought to light, from what ive heard from pt speakers the expose was done by someone whos publicly anti towards the Brazilian CCs and ive heard they've dug up some dumb things about pac that werent "hot" enough to get trending i guess and definitely werent condemnable enough to get him cancelled, so it's honestly and truly in my heart something i see as being done in bad faith.

Alongside this, ive seen translation screenshots from one of the "victims" (not sure her stance on being called this so its in quotes) stating she does NOT want to be aligned with these allegations and has changed her username and profile picture because she honestly doesnt wanna be involved and doesnt want it being spread around, this is something else i view as bad faith and if anyone was affected by this then its the best thing to do as they wish, this not only affects the person being called out but also their victim negatively, especially if the victims profile is easily attached to their real life and especially when the victim is a female victim of assault or rape or anything like that, i hate to say it but as an afab person ive seen it firsthand that thats honestly the culture surrounding assault victims, and most people dont want that being brought up or put out in the public. Im a victim myself - people view you differently, it affects platonic and romantic relationships, it affects jobs, you are actively hurting the victim by spreading this if they dont want you to do so and arent prepared for that to be spread around.

From what ive seen, some people are condemning Forever for getting a lawyer - i dont view this as him being automatically guilty. I view this as him getting a lawyer because this person on twitter has been actively harassing not just him but all the brazilian CCs on the QSMP. This is harassment, the case against them will hold up in court and Forever has said he will speak about this more when everything is said and done

Alongside this, i will say im unhappy with Forever specifically for his statement on the situation. It wasnt handled the way we wouldve liked it, but it also wasnt handled via ukelele, it wasnt handled the worst way it could've been. Ive heard pt speakers say it was kind of formal, there was some slang in there but overall i've read the translated statement and to me it sounds more like a legal statement than anything - he mentioned having a lawyer, chances are the lawyer helped him write it. To me it doesnt sound like anything he'd fully say which is why i was so put off by it at first but this makes more sense to me honestly, i dont know if anyone would agree with this.

TL;DR

All in all, i think its a shitty situation but nothing to condemn Forever over. I ask people be thoughtful regarding the girl affected, and dont spread shit around with her name or profile attached to it unless she states otherwise. It was handled badly on Forever's end and blew up WAY too fast on twitter.

I've generally seen people be well behaved on here, ive seen some strong statements but otherwise i like to think we're better than twitter.

This probably wont be my last post on this as we get more on the situation over the next couple days, but this is my main thoughts right now. I'm still choosing to remain neutral, but more mixed than anything.

[faeyun]

hii, how are you? I hope you're doing well.

I just finished your dollmaker Sunghoon fic and I think it has changed me irrevocably. I've always loved themes of innocence and its subtle corruption, especially because it is so defenseless against it, and the power dynamics it comes with when it's personified. I've also always been obsessed with dolls, lambs and bunnies in media representing this corruption (cats always seem to be true neutral), but dolls in particular.

You truly have a gift for writing. It's difficult to introduce a character's fatal flaw and portray their downfall due to it. I think Sunghoon, in his obsession and pursuit of perfection, is actually not evil, as he justifies his actions to himself, and you wrote it in such a way it seemed justified to the reader as well. The reader's inability to see past the her view of Sunghoon's perfection proved to be her undoing.

I sometimes struggle to relate to characters in second person, especially when they behave in ways I would never, but with your writing style, it was so easy to slip into her body and mind. I think if you wanted to, you could definitely become a published author (I'd be no. 1 fan), as your style is compelling without being saturating or too simple, and your effortless weaving of themes into a story ensures it stays in a reader's head for weeks. It's also what draws people into re-reading it time and again.

Do you do anons? I really love your work.

hiiiii!!! ♡♡ i’m currently sick TT,,, but otherwise i’ve been doing okay!! how have you been?? and OF COURSE i do anons!!! eeeeekkk!!! i’d love for you to stick around!!! thank you so much hehe just send me what emoji you want to be!! ahhh i’m so excited!! ｡：ﾟ(つ﹏<。)ﾟ･｡ ♡♡♡

and i love love themes of innocence too!! especially when some factor comes in and corrupts that innocence! i feel like there’s so much you can do with and so many different stories you can tell and i love it so much!! especially when authors tie that in to different types of baby animals such as fawns, lambs, etc! i’m happy that you like it too hehe!! ^^ i’m so happy that you like my little story too!!!

AHHHH YOU DONT KNOW HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME TO HEAR THIS!!!! THANK YOU SO SO MUCH!!! (ＴｗＴ。)♡♡ but omg you are right on the money!!! it’s not that he’s evil (crazy maybe, yes!) but that he truly doesn’t see, or refuses to see, just how deep he has dug himself!! and as he justifies it to himself, he starts to justify it to the mc too! “i know how this all looks” but then immediately tries to describe how it actually doesn’t look that way ykwim? and that unfortunately unravels the both of them

i’m also so so happy to hear this too!!! i try to keep my mcs realistic within the story they’re in and actually give reason as to why they’re acting that way (even if you as the reader may not ever do such things)!! and really treat them as a character rather than a bland sheet of paper you guys as the readers can just draw yourselves on cause i personally find that boring and makes the story less impactful lmao,, so i’m glad it was easy to be able to slip in her mind and understand why she did what she did and thought what she thought!!! that makes me very happy hehe ヽ(╯▽╰)ﾉ

i actually am on the journey to become a published author!!! (it’s why i’ve been so busy ughhh,,, looking for colleges and universities and such has drained me immensely and i haven’t even gotten to the stuff needed to be an english major) it’s my dream to be a published author and put out a book i’m really proud of one day for people all over to read!! so seriously i am so genuinely grateful for all of your super sweet supportive comments!! ♡♡ it truly keeps me going!!! i’ve been really working on my writing style so to hear how many people really love it literally sends me to the moon like thank you thank you so much ily!! ๐·°(৹˃̵﹏˂̵৹)°·๐ and to hear that it’s the type that stays in your mind and makes you wanna reread my works????? i’m literally gonna start sobbing. like i’m ACTUALLY about to start crying stop omg.

thank you so much for reading!! and i’m so happy that you enjoyed my little fic hehe ♡♡ i’m really happy that you’re deciding to stick around to see what i post in the future!! ♡

[beatcroc]

Would love to hear your thoughts on/interpretation of Brick :)

my actual most pressing thought about brick is im distraught more people don't realize he [and gustavo] are every bit as much a kirby reference as they are a mario reference

look at him!!! look!!! his name is RICK.

you dont know him??? youve forgotten him??? my beloved son??? rick the hamster?? rick was quite literally what got me into the kirby series so i have very strong convictions about him.

aside from that i mean. well. he is a rat. i'm not sure how much there is to "interpret" here fgjjgffgh. i do at least have a minor hc that the Giant Fuckin Rats like that only come from the tower. tower rats just built different. built six feet tall. everywhere else just got regular little rats like in don't make a sound & tower rats are generally not well-known outside of areas immediately around the tower+places it affects/connects to.

gus probably has him registered as a service/therapy animal so he can take him places but brick is definitely not actually Trained for it. i don't think he really Needs training though since he's, like, intelligent enough to smoke and play poker apparently; and he's also generally pretty tolerant, relaxed, and well-behaved otherwise. he does still perform the occasional service duty in the form of "laying down on top of peppino when he is having an Episode" this is usually at gustavo's behest and fake pep will do it too

[svnluns]

u can’t pretend u don’t miss me | m.c

I was walking to the caffe, where my best friend stella told me to meet her.

I was so excited to see her. After 5 years we are finally reunited.

It was a sunny day, i was wearing a pastel blue sundress.

I entered the coffee shop and saw my girl bsf.

“Hi babe! I missed you sooo muchh” She greeted me with a smile.

“I missed you too omg, hows life?” I said back while sitting at the table.

“It beens pretty good, but even after 5 years, it stills feels weird without you. But you know, i made some friends soo yeah”

“Thats good, im glad!”

Stella turned her head to check her phone. It was a notification from someone named mitty.

mitty? thats the short from someone that i know? i’ve heard that name before.

“Oh! he’s here” Stella said while looking at the entrance of the coffee shop.

I turned my head and saw a guy with long black braid and glasses entering the room.

It couldn’t be him..

He was looking at me stunned, like he saw a ghost or something.

ok it’s definitely him. I mean obviously, he still look the same, as handsome as ever.

He waved at us and Stella waved back while i was still here speechless.

“Hi y/n” He said to me with a sarcastic smile.

“Hi Mitchel” I say annoyed.

We both could feel the tension in the air.

“Oh…did you guys know each other” Stella say with an interrogating tone.

“Oh we sure do” He answerwhile looking at me.

“Yeah he’s my ex boyfriend” I answer.

I could feel that Stella was kinda uncomfortable.

“But you know thats fine, we are past that. I think that we can behave like the adults that we are. Right Mitchel?” I say with a forced smile.

Our relationship didn’t ended well, we had so many problems and fights. We ended up drifting apart and he ended up with someone else a few weeks later.

“Yes for sure we can, i’m glad to hear about you again honestly, a part of me missed you” He says. He seemed genuine.

I feel bad for acting like a bitch but i was trying to match he’s energy? Why am i like this?

“Yeah right, im happy to be back” I say.

“Oh cmon, u can’t pretend you dont miss me”

“Mitchel stop, i’m here to have a good time, I don’t care about this, I just want to have a good day with the both of you”

Mitchel stayed quiet, Stella was still feeling a bit uncomfortable but she was still maintaining the conversation going.

We talked for hours and hours, Mitchel ended up joining us and we ended up having a lot of fun together.

I can’t lie, I honestly wish I had some fun with him. Just the two of us..

The sun was setting down and we decided to go home.

But Mitchel decided otherwise and suggested we had some drinks at his place.

Stella declined, saying that she had to wake up early for work tomorrow.

I caught him smirking when she said that.

Something was telling me that he had others ideas for us.

[zerm2v0hg]

When I think about it, the Red Prince could've been a better Big Bad for RWBY Volume 9, if the writers writing these characters were more self-aware of HOW AND WHY Team RWBY were in the wrong and so unsympathetic in the last several volumes.

The Red Prince is bratty, entitled, immature, narcissistic, and he lashes out in destructive ways to harm those around him if he can't get what he wants under his own terms. He was expected to grow into something less vulnerable when he ascended in the face of personal trauma, but instead his trauma and lack of sufficient guidance have made him regress more than he's grown, into an even more flawed person than the one he started off as. His underlings are basically sycophants who kiss up to him and sing his praises instead of telling him what he needs to hear, making him think the whole world should bow to his word and accept that he knows better than everyone else. And like any bratty child, he always thinks he's in the right and refuses to hear otherwise.

All these things IMO makes the Red Prince a really good mirror image of how the main heroes have been acting and behaving as the show has declined up to the latest volume. The Red Prince in an alternate Volume 9 rewrite/fix fic could be a primary volume-long foil representing what Team RWBY have been up until their fall into the Ever After and what Team RWBY have to move past before they can leave.

Maybe the Red Prince could ally with Neo in a Big Bad Duumvirate, providing her his kingdom's resources and massively expanding her influence in the Ever After in her pursuit of Ruby. As for where the Curious Cat would fit into this change in the Big Bad Ensemble... either they're a more grey character or antihero in this AU, OR the reveal of the Cat's true colours is reserved for a later volume after they've successfully accompanied RWBY/J to Remnant in their quest for answers.

@dragynkeep @mylittlerwde @insaneoddball @doomalade @lucy-dont-give-a-fuck @i-hear-a-sound

[helaenalyst]

ep 7 fresh reactions

idk what to say. why were they all standing on the rock next to vermithor. why not one at a time. literally what is the logic here. rhaenyra knew what happened the last time? this is on the level of the "one guard for the entire royal family" situation. no one behaves this stupidly. i'm not going to just accept that she lured all those people in to put them in the way of dragonfire so that when the first guy fails everyone dies?? also why start with the huge dragon and not with the other smaller and potentially more manageable dragon? "i have nothing more to tell you" did she even tell them the high valryrian command words. idk what the hell was all that 😭😭😭

other than that i enjoyed the episode, the jace drama was actually really good, he's definitely one of my fave characters at this point. "and even that you take from me" reminded me of alicent's "and to even that you feel entitled" and criston's "it's all that i have to my fucking name" (i will make an edit with this). ill admit i havent been paying that much attention to jace so sorry to his fans if im fangirling over plot developments that are a character assesination i am opening to listening and learning 🙏🙏🙏

alicent's scenes???? i just can't get past the fact that some random guard is living criston cole's dream. the day he leaves there's a riot and alicent needs rescuing and now shortly after she's asking this guard to go live with her in the woods ????????? like somewhere near rosby criston cole is shaking right now and gwayne is asking him what's wrong from a safe distance because the guy might as well be about to implode. he's taking milk of the poppy for it

oscar tully i was not familiar with your game. i enjoyed the harrenhal storyline sooo much my fave part was when oscar loudly proclaimed he didn't like daemon and daemon actually looked hurt. and the kid had to walk up to him like idiot this is all part of the plan. and the looks between daemon and simon strong were so funny. i'm not sure this season long arc revealed new information about daemon's character (we already knew he didn't want the crown right?) but the torture and everything else has been sooooo funny i just love watching him rotate like he's on a microwave

idk how it goes in the books but how is team green supposed to keep up against team black now? alright they have tessarion but counting sheepstealer the blacks have four new dragons? in addition to caraxes when daemon rejoins them, and vermax? i dont know if someone will switch sides but the greens literally only have vhagar and tessarion right now. is helaena going to let criston cole borrow dreamfyre otherwise it's so aegover and even then it would still be

i cant wait for daemons reaction to learning about the dragonseeds... the one thing he cares about is the family won't he be like incredibly pissed??? coming back from self exhile for 5 minutes then going on self exhile again

[scattershott]

can i ask what being misce feels like for you? im trying to understand it and im usually better at understanding experiences than just reading definitions because its like oh so thats what that is but what does it feel like. like scents i understand scent is a think that people have in the verse but what does it feel like to have a scent that you know is yours/would be yours if you could have one in this body or why would you desire a specific scent does it inspire certain feelings in you? how would one go about figuring out if they are an alpha omega or beta? do you have to fall under one of those three terms to participate in the verse? we feel some connections to a few animals and are otherwise nonhuman does it just come with feeling a stronger connection to those things?

its hard to explain, but for me at least, 1. scents are like a way of showing emotion. they can change depending on mood, and while i dont have as much access to the scents i desire, i can still add/remove scents based on how i feel. i have a tendancy to use a lot of excess perfumes and creams which makes me smell intoxicating, even to me. which is why i do not. do "desire" a scent is to want to be around it. always hitting your senses, and something that you want people to remember you by. in my mind its a way of self expression, something i can do without needing to do anything special or say a word. 2. everyone has their own interpetation of misceverse, and remember that we may see it differently. including on how dynamics work. for me, it depends on behavior (there are exceptions but most of the time it stays consistent). if someone is loud, a caretaker and a leader, i would view them as an alpha. if theyre more docile and prefer to be cared, and taking more of a "nanny" role theyre an omega, etc. but sometimes it can be other things. or multiple of them. while i dont like to call it a gender is does behave a lot like one so do with that information what you please. 3. no. 4. again misceverse cant just be simply defined by the basic a/b/o dynamics, as so many different entities have entirely different experiences with it. some may prefer to view it as just the basic three, but its important to remember that misceverse is subjective. there is no "correct misceverse". people will interpret it however they want, and i feel like for you guys its important to understand how you view misceverse first before figuring out how you place yourselves on the spectrum.