#bye i need to focus on the shit i actually need to work on now bye

[spaceshipellie]

Can you make gamer!ellie x fem!reader where Ellie is letting you take over her game with mic on while her strap is deep inside reader ;)

gamer!ellie x fem!reader

sweet jesus anon 🥵 can everyone tell i like writing gamer!ellie…

warnings: 18+ MDNI, strap use (r receiving), sort of exhibition kink?

it started out as a joke. a fantasy you rolled around in bed giggling about. it would be crazy for ellie to actually be deep inside her girl whilst her gamer mic was still on, right? well.

“fuck,” you groaned, feeling the strap stretch you.

“what happened?” one of ellie’s friends asked over the mic.

“nothing,” you giggled and felt ellie smile against the back of your neck as she left a kiss there.

you were completely naked in her lap and she couldn’t keep her hands off of you. they went from holding your waist to tickling down your thighs to running up your body and squeezing your tits. it was becoming impossible to fight off the moans that so desperately wanted to escape your pouty lips.

���something the matter, baby?” ellie continued leaving small kisses along your shoulder and behind your ear, careful not to be heard over the mic.

“you’re infuriating,” you lightly elbowed her ribs, a small smirk forming on your face as you tried to keep focus on playing the game.

an abundance of chatter sounded from ellie’s friends who you were playing with, luckily drowning out the teasing going on on your end.

“y/n? you there?”

“yeah, yep i’m here,” you scrambled with the controller to run your character to where the others were.

“wait, where are y–oh!”

you yelped and tried to hide it in a laugh as ellie bounced her hips up. the strap jolted inside you and your tits bounced with the impact.

“you okay?” someone asked, “i can see you now.”

you knew they were talking about your character on the screen but your cheeks heated at the idea of them seeing you, literally. seeing the way your girlfriend filled you up so nicely and the way she leant back in the chair, admiring the curve of your ass in her lap. she had even started tracing shapes and writing things on your back, knowing it would send shivers down your spine.

“yeah, i’m good. where do we need to go?”

ellie squeezed your hips.

“down here.”

she pushed them forward trying to move you.

“okay, i’ll follow you.”

you gave in to her and rocked your hips back and forth.

a low “fuck” sounded from behind you as she watched the way her strap kept slowly disappearing inside you, her hands still holding your hips. you nonchalantly continued playing the game, occasionally biting the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from moaning. ellie was going insane and could feel herself getting wetter by the second at how filthy you were being, and on a call with her friends no doubt. her filthy little slut.

whilst she was enjoying watching and listening to your sweet voice talking to them as if you weren’t fucking yourself on her right now, she also couldn’t wait until you were done so she could have her way with you. her lack of patience was getting the better of her when she decided to push you even further and slide her hand to your inner thigh. you shifted at the feeling of her fingertips against the sensitive skin and you weren’t sure how much more of this you could take.

“guys i found something, over here,” someone called.

you started to follow everyone, trying to ignore ellie’s wandering hands. but then you felt her fingertip press against your clit.

“okaaay, guys,” you jumped, nearly dropping the controller, “i’m gonna have to love you and leave you. sorry, bye, bye,” you rambled out and left the game, turning the mic off.

you leant back, pressing your back against her chest whilst ellie had a shit-eating grin on her face. she dragged a hand up your body to cup your boob and worked her other over your clit. you smiled as your head fell back and rested on her shoulder.

“ugh now fuck me properly, please?”

[waitmyturtles]

I've Caught Up With Wandee Goodday, and here are some cons and pros (aka, am I ever burnt out on GMMTV)

HELLO. I'm back temporarily from my summer travels (before I travel again!). I was in Thailand! I should have brought a box of chappals to chuck at the GMMTV building for where Wandee Goodday has gone. Anyway, I need to process my thoughts on this show, so here we go. (And I apologize, I have NOT looked at the tag for this show, so I don't know if I'm repeating what other people are saying here.)

PROS

CONS

1) This show had so much brainrot potential! Remember the first, like, four episodes? Potential homophobia in multiple workplaces? Delicious bisexuality? Ace storylines??? Wandee's PUTZ deception and manipulation? Yak going along with it, why?? There was a lot going on here, a lot we could have chewed on.

I've been sitting on my historical review of Golf Tanwarin's The Eclipse for my Old GMMTV Challenge for about two months now because I can't get over how pissed I was that that show took some unnecessary, and frankly insensible, turns in part to showcase the damn center ship of First and Khao. I don't think Golf's WG has taken similar turns specifically to center the GreatInn ship, per se -- I just think the writing got messy and lazy right before WG's midpoint in general, and punched a lot of the excitement I had about the show right before I paused around episode 8.

Wandee Goodday is an EXCELLENT example of how Thailand's hourlong QL dramas could be made INCREDIBLY more impactful, by way of forced editing and clarity, if Thailand could follow Japan's suit by making 10- to 12-episode series with 30-minute episodes.

The Dr. Ter storyline was over before it actually, really ended, in, what episode was that, 9 or 10. It was over! Why drag it out? In Japan, that storyline would have been two episodes, mayyybe three, MAX. Shirasu Jin was barely in Kieta Hatsukoi for an episode before he was banished. Takeda Kouhei barely made it through two episodes of Minato's Laundromat 2 before he went bye bye! We don't need these middling dudes. There was enough happening with Dee and Yak to not need this Ter shit! Sorry, LOVE YOU PODD, but Ter was made irrelevant so early on, and then they actually had to work together on a huge case?! And NOW HE'S CHEESING ON TAEM? Like, no. We don't need this.

2) There's still a lot of confusion and conflict between Dee and Yak by last week's episode 11. Dee's got issues receiving love! This is big.

(By the way. Showing Dee ONE video of his parents cheesing on him as a newborn is NOT THE WAY to explain away future parental neglect as an older child. YIKES.)

I love that Yak wants to invest in Dee, and we do see Dee doing a lot of reciprocating there to Yak, but this parental neglect reveal, along with still not knowing enough about the back story of Dee's parents dying, is out of order and not helpful to me getting enough knowledge about Dee for me to feel a holistic sympathy towards him. This makes me wonder if romance is really Golf Tanwarin's bag: if Golf didn't have to focus so much on the DeeYak/YakDee romance, could we have gotten better emotional representations of these guys, gotten a better picture of WHO THEY ARE, before they got into each other? Maybe? I dunno.

3) Considering that homophobia in systems seems to be a theme that Golf is interested in, why did the show drop Yak's concern about being out vis à vis his boxing career? Showing up at the hospital early on, in front of Ter's people, was already a big risk that wasn't given consideration; and now Dee's gone ahead and put the big pre-match smooch on full display by episode 11! I know Yak's gone full tilt for Dee, but I think we needed to put a bow on Yak's early macro-level concerns about being out for that loop to be closed.

[I feel like I have similar concerns here about 23.5 as well, so I'd like GMMTV to know (REMEMBER BAD BUDDY????) that you can have romance and big social commentary in a show at the same time without sacrificing lovely, intimate moments. Neither 23.5 nor Wandee Goodday needed to scrap heavy emotional moments for social media memeable clickbait.]

TL;DR this show, this script, could have been so good, there was so much there by way of storylines.

ANY FUCKING WAY.

PROS

1)

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS SHOW WENT HERE WITH THOR. THIS IS DISSONANCE, THIS IS CONFUSING! THIS IS MAGNIFICENT.

And the follow-up scene with the FABULOUS Fluke Nattanon. Fucking Thor. He's so good. They're so wasted in this show!

2) Great Sapol and Inn Sarin. There's a con here: the elephant pants do nothing for Great's butt. But otherwise, Great, and Inn as well, are DELIGHTS. THEY ARE GOOD ACTORS. They are wasted on this script. I hope they never work together on a GMMTV show again. If they're ever paired again (which I hope they're NOT, down with the ships), I hope they can get cast in a big ol' queer lakorn, à la JamFilm, and escape the need for the meme moments.

The thing is, about Wandee Goodday, is that if you admit you're into the show FOR THE DUDES, then I get why this show is watchable (AND IT'S WHY I'M FINISHING IT, GODDAMNIT), because the actual intimate moments ARE lovely. They're just not coherent with everything that we should know about these guys by the end of a series, and that makes me sad.

Anyway, this show ends this week, and that's it! I wish GMMTV's shop had had the WG items in stock when I was there in person; fuck these shipping fees, I want the Phadetseuk shirt so bad! If I had known this would be a kind of light and fluffy watch, I would have set my expectations WAAAYYY differently, and I would have likely had a better time watching this. As it stands now, I'm better suited to enjoy the finale, so I'm glad I got these complaints out of my system, and I'll say sayonara to all these dudes in full ogle mode later this week.

[sagesskies]

just played Binary Star Hero, loved it, amazing, chefs kiss, Hals can take my heart and soul. Love them sooo much.

And an idea just struck me: Awkward Yandere Hero who is also your ex, meanwhile you're the guy who manages his tech.

The guys running the agency wanted him to be presented as the perfect, ideal man, and in this heteronormative world, the ideal man was straight, so they had him start dating another superhero. You got that, you could handle that, but what pissed you off was that he couldn't at least fight for your relationship when the higher-ups wanted him breaking up with you.

so you take the initiative, and don't let him keep beating around the bush, and break things off first. Good riddance honestly, what need do you have of a man who wasn't even willing to fight for you?

You keep working for the same agency, managing their tech, fixing it up after any errors, making sure everything runs in tip, top shape. But you refuse to do anything for him, no. They can get somebody else to do that.

everytime you two speak, it's always tense. him, the 'strong' 'virile' and 'masculine' hero practically cowering before you, the glorified tech support.

"Uh, h-hey [Name]!"

"... Helios."

"How... how are you?"

"I'm fine. What do you want?"

"Uh. To talk?"

"... Leave."

"I just want to chat-"

"Now."

"Okay. Goodbye. Take care. Love you- I mean, uhhhh, t-take care- Wait shit I already said that- Uh. Uh. Bye!"

Your colleagues tell you to pity him more, he had no choice you know? The agency paid his bills, they gave him a job, they were the reason why he wasn't taken to the government testing labs and made a labrat like all the other non-hero superpowered humans. So he was in no position to say no to their demands.

So were you supposed to pity him? To constantly let him do whatever he wanted? Let him miss all the dates, the dinners, to focus more on work than your relationship? Were you supposed to pity him when he didn't bother to explain himself when pictures were released of him going into a hotel room with some model? To let it slide without a single explanation?

You have too much respect for yourself.

When you try to hit the dating scene again, to be able to fully solidify that you are truly moving on from your ex... but for some reason, said ex always ruins everything?!

every single place you take your dates, it's suddenly infested with your ex's fanclub as hundreds of people all clamor around, disrupting others as they all try to at least look at the famed hero Helios who was reported to have been sighted, just your luck, in your general area!

and not to mention, what happens when he decides to approach you in public, while your on a date, and the other guy just so happens to be a big fan of his and all of a sudden you're just tossed aside as your date gets his fucking forehead signed by your ex.

and still, still, he has the audacity to try to strike up a conversation with you.

"Hey, [Name]!" Helios- No, Hollis, greets you cheerfully.

You don't bother to respond, focusing on fixing the dents in Liquid Steel's metal suit. Slamming the hammer down on the outward dents, grunting when you accidentally move the dent inward and use the dolly to fix it.

Hollis, hesitantly, comes closer to you. Despite the fact that you were holding a hammer, he wasn't afraid. You know that he's sturdy and durable, more than other supers, but he is still flesh and bone. If you caught him off guard...

"So, uh, since the other mechanics are a bit busy... I was wondering, could you-"

"I won't, Helios," You glare at him, "Just wait for one of them to come back or something."

Hollis chuckles awkwardly, "Ah, well, I'll actually be needing it fixed soon," His eyes wander around your workspace, before going back to focus on you, eyes a brilliant gold, "I'm... gonna be sent on a mission."

You recall when he'd miss your anniversary dinner, and told you he had to be called out for an emergency extraction. He was fidgeting the entire time, hand rubbing at his neck where you saw lipstick stains that he was doing a shit job at hiding.

Looking at him now, you can tell he's lying the same way he was back then. But for different reasons now.

"No." You say with finality.

"But-"

You drop your hammer, and grab him by the collar of his shirt. Pulling him closer till your foreheads were pressed against each other. His eyes widen, and he gulps.

"I said no," You snarled, spit flying against his face, "Why can't you fucking get that into your thick skull, hm?"

Your hands grasp tighter onto the fabric of his shirt, nearly tearing it off, "You've been a right fucking creep, yknow?" You give him a cruel, crooked grin, "I know what you're doing- You've been fucking stalking me, haven't you?"

"[Name], I-"

Maybe it's the stress from work, the breakup, the failed dates, Hollis himself, his mere presence being enough to tip you over the edge. Whatever it is, you snap.

"Shut up!" You scream at Hollis, "I hate you- I hate you so, so, so much!"

More than you hated Hollis, you hated the situation. It's more than just sabotaging your love life, and always bothering you with his awkward small talk, you wished he started trying before you ended it. You wished it didn't take you leaving for him to beg for you to come back.

You feel like the gear that you're in charge of fixing. Some heroes take care of theirs like it's their baby, always careful, but never getting enough work done because of it. Some are able to tolerate it getting damaged, and do their duty. But some? Some are willing to let it suffer intense damage, nearly become irreparable, all for the sake of their job.

Hollis is like that, you think. He let your relationship decay, rot, and fester, till it became nothing more than a shell of what it used to be. But you were too tired to fix it. Why bother anyway? You were old news, software that needed to be updated. So like any person with common sense, Hollis got an update.

Your face grows warm, you think it is from the shame for your outburst, before you realize it is also wet, and that you are actually crying. You don't want to, but you slump against his chest, and bury your face into the warmth of his shirt.

You beat weakly at his chests, "I hate you... I hate you Hollis." You sob.

Hollis shifts, you think he's about to pry you off, but then you sense a familiar presence over your back, and then a hesitant, but comforting hand is rubbing soothing circles into your back.

"It's... It's okay [Name]," His voice is shaky, and you think he's crying too, "No matter how much you hate me, I'll always love you."

[supercalifragipopculturevomit]

THE BEST OF DANIEL BRÜHL

It’s dumb, honestly.

You get this seemingly brilliant idea of turning to foreign films so you’re forced to read subtitles and focus—a problem you’ve been noticing of late—but in doing so, you end up with a more destructive distraction.

“Who’s that guy, again? The one in all those international productions?” That’s how I found myself on my Daniel Brühl marathon-turned-obsession.

It was his role as the cute Nazi in Inglorious Basterds that first put him on my radar. Over the years, I would see him in The Fifth Estate, Burnt, Woman in Gold, The Zookeeper’s Wife, and The King’s Man. Midway through All Quiet on the Western Front, I was like, “All this needs is that German actor…” and I had to chuckle when he later appeared on screen. I also checked out the first season of The Alienist because I was intrigued by what he and Dakota Fanning as leads would do with such a spooky-looking show.

Adorable as he was in his breakout role in Good Bye, Lenin!, it was his performance in the critically-acclaimed Rush that caused me to spiral. Similar to when Benedict Cumberbatch took on the modern version of Sherlock, it was like seeing Brühl with new eyes. His playful take on Helmut Zemo in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier was the final nail in the coffin. I don’t imagine it’s all too different from what Tom Hiddleston did to fans of Marvel as Loki.

I’m actually at the tail-end of this obsession now that I’ve seen everything I can get a hold of—around 39 films, two TV shows, a documentary, a music video, countless interviews, a bunch of ads, and a handful of fan cuts—but he has a lot of works worth recommending so I thought I would share them on here. This will mostly be a subjective list with priority on projects I found most interesting which showcase his range best. Like, I enjoyed The Bourne Ultimatum but he was on screen for a total of 2 minutes so I wouldn’t include that here.

RUSH (2013) This biographical sports film written by Peter Morgan—the man behind The Crown—centers on the rivalry between Formula One drivers James Hunt and Niki Lauda in the 70s. Not a fan of F1 or sports in general. I have nothing against either, just zero interest. But this character-driven film, much like Ford vs Ferrari, had me at the edge of my seat the entire ride. And it surprisingly has one of the best meet-cutes—and accidental wingmen—I’ve seen yet.

Brühl delivers an Oscar-worthy performance in this role. For someone who needed a lot of convincing he could do the character justice, he truly went above and beyond. For one, he befriended and studied Lauda, the iconic F1 figure he was portraying. No easy feat considering Lauda being, well… Lauda. In interviews, Brühl recounts the story of the memorable invite he got from Lauda to meet in Vienna. This would be their first meeting and Lauda told Brühl outright that he should only bring hand luggage so he can piss off if they don’t like each other.

He would end up staying a few days and buying additional clothes.

He also spent a month in Vienna to nail the accent, making sure to capture the arrogance and irony innate to it. And although he got driver training for the role, he also considered the tiniest details like which went on first: helmet or gloves? There was also the tricky business of looking graceful entering a tiny F1 car—a bigger challenge for Chris Hemsworth who plays Hunt—but an obstacle all the same.

All the hard work paid off. It was well-received by audiences, critics, and the F1 world. The first time Lauda saw the film he went, “Holy shit, that’s really me”. Lauda’s friends thought he did voiceover work for it. Director Ron Howard was so pleased with Brühl’s performance that he went out of his way to show an unfinished cut of the movie to the producers of The Fifth Estate (2013). This gracious act would land Brühl the co-lead role opposite Benedict Cumberbatch.

GOOD BYE, LENIN! (2003) Can't tell if it's just because the two films have the same composer and were created around the same time, but this tragicomedy set in East Germany reminded me so much of my beloved Amélie. This is definitely more dramatic and political but it has that same mix of whimsy, heart, and charm. With its budget, it was meant to be an indie film, but the story of a son who would recreate a faux-socialist world to keep his mother alive captured the heartstrings of audiences, not just in Germany but also worldwide. Brühl plays the son and his success with this film was a double-edged sword: although it would open doors for him internationally, he would also be typecast as the “nice guy” in his home country.

INGLORIOUS BASTERDS (2009) This has one of the best, most intense opening sequences in all of cinema… and one of the greatest villains. In this wild alternate universe from Quentin Tarantino, he rewrites the ending of World War II. It’s the right balance of dark, hilarious, and entertaining—my favorite from the auteur’s works. Here Brühl plays a cute and charming Nazi, which is very confusing to the senses.

Aside from Brühl, it was also my first introduction to Christoph Waltz, Michael Fassbender, and Melanie Laurent—all fantastic European actors who’ve crossed over to Hollywood after the success of this movie. “Crossing over” seems ubiquitous now but, at that time, giving most of the lead roles to then relatively unknown actors must have been a risk. But for this, it was necessary. Language plays a huge part in this trilingual film and casting native speakers grounded it in authenticity. Tarantino originally had Leonardo di Caprio in mind to play Hans Landa. Whether he meant for him to learn German or to speak English with a German accent, who knows. Either way, it’s safe to say that would have been a different film.

THE EDUKATORS / DIE FETTEN JAHRE SIND VORBEI (2004) This anti-capitalist film, which has become a cult classic, captures the spirit, idealism, recklessness, and angst of young revolutionaries who just want a better world. Where one stands on the measures taken, or even their sentiment, can be considered a litmus test. With or without reference to this quote from the movie—“Under 30 and not liberal, no heart. Over 30 and still liberal, no brain.”—is up to the viewer.

There needs to be a suspension of disbelief for the series of events that takes place but the setting is necessary for the clash of worlds to happen. It’s not a perfect movie but the issues they debate about in length… they’re still discussions we’re having nearly 20 years later.

p.s. this has my favorite behind-the-scenes of all of Brühl’s projects. Though he hasn’t lost his sense of humor, he seems to have become more reserved as he got older. HERE, at this period in his life, he’s a total goofball bordering on loose cannon.

THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER (2021) Though I’ve enjoyed quite a few MCU movies, I’m not invested in the universe at all, so watching this wasn’t a priority. In fact, I was ready to settle on YouTube compilations made by devoted fans of all the scenes Brühl was in. Upon seeing clips, however, I got intrigued by his character so I still ended up watching the miniseries and also Captain America: Civil War (2016).

Both were better than I expected. Civil War is more serious, while TFATWS is more playful, but both face relevant issues along with formidable foes. Brühl’s villain in Helmut Zemo is fascinating because he tears the mighty Avengers apart with mere patience, fury, and intelligence… and his motivations are understandable. He lets his character loose in TFATWS—at one point, on the dance floor—and it’s magnificent. His mission is still the same, but this time he does it with a lot of charm, humor, and fabulous Sokovian style. A Turkish delight, personified.

ME AND KAMINSKI / ICH UND KAMINSKI (2015) Brühl’s Sebastian Zöllner is a repulsive and sleazy journalist who has greasy hair and wears too much cologne but I can’t get enough of his chaotic energy. His magnum opus is hitched on a legendary artist dying and his fantasy is to turn the orphaned daughter into a sugar mommy. It’s all kinds of messed up but he plays the hell out of the smarmy dirtbag so it’s a lot of fun. This is Brühl’s second collaboration with Wolfgang Becker, who directed Good Bye, Lenin! Daniel Kehlmann, the writer whose eponymous book this film was based on, would later write Brühl’s directorial debut, Nebenan.

NO REGRETS / NICHTS BEUREUEN (2001) This is reminiscent of the slightly problematic but highly enjoyable teen comedies and coming-of-age films of the 90s. It’s like an edgier Can’t Hardly Wait: boy goes through cringe-worthy measures to get the girl he’s long been pining for, his two closest pals have nothing but dumb advice to offer, yet he still ends up on the path to self-discovery. It’s awkward, chaotic, frustrating, and beautiful—but such is adolescence.

Brühl and his co-star Jessica Schwarz fall in love on the set of this film. And although they would break up years later, the tenderness between their scenes together is palpable and there’s something rather bittersweet about seeing that captured in perpetuity.

For a more straightforward rom-com, he has Lila, Lila (2009). It’s about a guy who passes off a manuscript as his own to impress a girl and the hilarity that follows. It’s on YouTube for those who need a fun and light watch.

THE ALIENIST (2018 – 2020) Based on the novel of the same name, this moody psychological thriller set in late 19th century New York follows a psychiatrist—then called an Alienist—who investigates a series of grisly murders with methods still considered new and controversial at that time, such as psychology and fingerprinting. He gets by with a little help from his friends, John Moore, an illustrator for the New York Times, and Sara Howard, a society woman who works in the NYPD.

In the lead role of Dr. Laszlo Kreizler, Brühl plays the dark, complex, and mysterious Alienist whose study of mental pathologies and deviant behaviors reveals much of himself and his past.

LESSONS OF A DREAM / DER GANZ GROßE TRAUM (2011) This film is loosely based on Konrad Koch, an educator and pioneer who brought football to Germany in the late 19th century. In the movie, the sport is used as a means to pique students’ interest in the English language and culture—both considered barbaric by the Germans at that time. A heartwarming tale of a teacher who overcomes insurmountable odds and inspires students along the way, it’s the German equivalent of Dead Poet’s Society.

ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT (2022) This story, the third adaptation of the 1929 novel, “Im Westen nichts Neues”, conveys the futility of war like no other. There aren't as many films on World War I as there are on World War II, fewer ones that tell it from a German perspective, so this is doubly unique in that regard. Powerful watch but 10/10 not like to relive it again. Apart from producing it with his company, Amusement Park, Brühl plays Matthias Erzberger, the German State Secretary who pushes for armistice talks with the Allied forces.

An ideal companion watch to this would be Joyeux Noël / Merry Christmas (2005), another WWI movie Brühl stars in, which depicts the unbelievable Christmas truce between French, German, and Scottish soldiers in 1914. His linguistic ability shines here as he shifts between German, French, and English effortlessly. (Half German, half Spanish, Brühl speaks a total of five languages: those three plus Spanish and Catalan.)

The Zookeeper’s Wife (2017) and Alone in Berlin (2016) also recognize the bravery of defiance at the height of tyrannical regimes. Although between the two, I would skip the latter.

JOHN RABE (2009) This biographical film set in China tells the incredible true story of a German businessman who uses his Nazi Party membership to create an International Safety Zone in Nanking. This was in the late 1930s, during the Rape of Nanjing. In this six-week carnage by the Imperial Japanese Army—which includes sexual assault, mutilations, and killing contests—upwards of 200,000 Chinese are brutally murdered. The protective zone manages to save around the same number of civilians.

Brühl doesn’t play the titular Rabe, but his character, Dr. Georg Rosen, is one of few Westerners who decides to remain and protect Nanking even as conflict escalates. Dr. Rosen was a German Diplomat instrumental in the creation of the safety zone.

p.s. with all these heroic roles in his catalog, I’m convinced Brühl would be a frontrunner to play President Volodymyr Zelenskyy, should a movie be made about him and Ukraine’s conflict with Russia. You heard it here first.

NEXT DOOR / NEBENAN (2021) This is Brühl’s directorial debut. Here he plays a darker, fictionalized version of himself. Definitely not for everyone but quite enjoyable if you’re familiar with his major works and public persona, appreciate the ingenuity of one-location movies, and delight in British-style meta humor.

Pre-requisite viewing for maximum enjoyment: Good Bye, Lenin!, Captain America: Civil War, and The Falcon and the Winter Soldier.

[wearentdelulu]

Into you~ Chapter Four

“Okay now add three eggs into the bowl.” Kook instructed.

“Kook this is ridiculous. You can’t teach me how to cook over the phone.” Anya says.

“You’re right it’d be better if I come over right?” He teases.

Anya blushes, her cheeks warming at the sensation of his words. She knew he was just teasing her but after a few days of talking to him on the phone and him teasing her on his stream, she couldn’t help but catch more feelings for him. Yes it sounds ridiculous but how can she not catch feelings for him? The way he talks to her makes her think that maybe……just maybe he feels the same way. He already seems pretty comfortable with her, right? Anya isn’t a mind reader and she doesn’t know if his flirting is harmless or something more. How could she even know? He flirts with a lot of fans and who knows what if she isn’t the only person he talks to…

“There’s no way I’m giving you my address, I’ll have to call in a special police unit to get you out.”

Kook smirks. “Trust me if you did give me your address the last thing on your mind would be the police.”

Anya quirked an eyebrow. “And why is that?”

“Because…..you’ll be too distracted by me and I’ll be distracted by you..” he murmured. Whatever he’s trying to do….is definitely working.

“What makes you think that?”

Kook hums. “I don’t think….I know…..there’s a difference. I’m pretty confident you will.”

Anya puts down the bowl in her hand. She completely stops doing what she’s doing. The only thing she can focus on is what he’s saying to her and how she can picture it.

“Why? Because everyone is head over heels for you? What if I’m not?”

“Are you?”

That took her by surprise. She didn’t expect him to turn the question back on her.

“What?”

“Are you attracted to me?” Kook asks. “What do you like about me?”

“I…..I’m not.” Liar. She’s a complete liar.

He chuckled on the other end. “Well what if I’m attracted to you?” Kook couldn’t hold back anymore. It was like a switch flipped inside of him. All these lingering feelings he had and couldn’t understand were piling up. He wanted to know where her feelings stood. To make sure what he’s experiencing isn’t one sided. Deep down he already knew but he wanted her to say it out loud. He wanted to hear her admit it……to confirm it.

There was a long pause before she spoke.

“You’re just saying that. I’m not stupid.” She had to believe that. She had to be prepared for the worst. There was no way he could actually like her. He doesn’t even know what she looks like. This could just be him teasing her once again.

He could sense her hesitation. So she’s insecure? Is that it? Does she have not one ounce of confidence in her? “Well you’re being stupid now.” He wanted to reassure her. Tell her that she doesn’t need to feel insecure because Kook actually feels something for her. He couldn’t admit it out loud but he did want her to know somehow. “It’s not impossible for me to be attracted to you, you know that right?”

Yes it is impossible. He’s Kook and Anya is….Anya. She’s not the best looking person in the world and she doesn’t have the best looking body either. What if he sees her in person for the first time and he changes his mind? That would break her and she wasn’t strong enough for that.

“You don’t even know what I look like Kook.”

“Actually about that…..I saw-“ Kook felt is phone vibrating in his ear. Damnit why the hell is his mom calling him? Now isn’t the time. He runs his fingers through his hair trying to calm down his frustration. “My mom is calling me.” He sighs frustrated. Way to ruin the moment mom.

“You should answer it I have to clean up this mess anyway.” Thank god for the distraction. She couldn’t take that anymore.

“I’m texting you later, you better answer me okay?”

“Yeah yeah bye.”

Kook smiles at her nonchalant response. After she hangs up he accepts the call from his mother. “Mom?”

“Jungkook honey when are you coming home? Your father’s birthday is in a few days.”

Shit. He completely forgot about that. It’s not his fault. ‘A’ has been taking up too much space in his brain for him to think of anything else. There was no way out of this. His mom would force him to go even though him and his father aren’t as close as they used to be. Regardless that’s still his father and he just had to suck it up and get this over with.

“Uh yeah mom I remember..”

“Good make sure you get here by Friday night. Don’t forget anything.”

“Do I have to come over? I’m busy with work and school. It’d be a hassle to drive all the way there.”

“Yes you haven’t came by the house in ages. I’m sure your brother misses you too.”

Kook sighs. He had no choice but to go. Even though he rather stay here and finish talking with ‘A’. “Okay mom I’ll head there Friday.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Later that night Kook goes on stream.

“Hey guys ready to finish the game from last week?”

“Oh yeah I’m definitely beating the game today. As long as I have the support of my biggest fan ‘A’.

Anya smiles. He hasn’t done a stream yet without mentioning her in someway. It makes her feel special and known. Out of all his viewers he always talks about her. He does it so much that even some viewers know her. In a way it feels as if he’s claiming her. Making sure her attention is always on him……obviously it is.

She places her phone next to sink and listens to his gameplay as she washes dishes. By the way she failed terribly at Kook’s attempt to teach her how to properly cook a meal. Measuring isn’t her thing. She continues to wash the dishes until she hears a ring at her door. “Hm?” Who could that be this late?

She dries her hands and walks towards the door. Once she opens it she sees Haein. “Hey Anya.” Haein walks in making herself feel at home as usual. Anya looked at Haein suspiciously. She never comes over this late unless she’s drunk, but she looks fine right now.

“What are you doing here so late?” Anya asks closing and locking the door behind her.

Haein walks in the kitchen and hears Kook’s stream being played. She scoffs. “What do we have here?” Haein reaches for Anya phone.

“Are you drunk again Haein?” Anya grabs her phone. “What happened?”

Haein goes through her fridge looking for something and anything to eat. “I only had like three shots Anya it’s not a big deal.” She grabs a bowl of grapes in the fridge. “I didn’t want to walk all the way home.”

“Okay understandable but next time a text would suffice.” Anya grabs a glass and fills it with water. “You need to hydrate.”

Haein shoves the grapes in her mouth. “You’re too good to me Anya.” She mumbled. “I love you.”

Anya smiles softly as she hands her the glass. “Love you too. Now here drink.”

Haein shakes her head. “No I love you…..Love…

Love you.”

“I know love you too. Gosh how much did you drink?”

Haein looks at her phone. Kook’s stream playing in the background. “Ugh why him?” She eats more grapes, protesting to drink the water. “He’s all you care about…”

Anya was confused. What was she talking about? “You’re drunk Haein put the grapes down.” Anya takes the bowl away. “Come on let me help you lay down.”

Haein follows her to the living room. Flopping on the couch with a groan. “You love him…..” she mumbles again.

“I don’t love Kook.” Anya grabs a blanket to wrap around her. “How’s that? Are you comfortable?”

Instead of responding Haein just nods. The alcohol clearly effecting her. As Anya gets up she felt hands around her wrist. “Hm?” Anya hums. It looked like Haein was about to say something. “What’s wrong?”

Haein mumbles.

“I can’t hear you.”

“I……..I…love you…..more than-“ she passed out.

Anya chuckled. Who knew she was this affectionate when she’s drunk. Anya walks towards her room after turning the lights off in the living room. As she enters her phone is still playing Kook’s stream. Before she could get comfortable to watch it he ends it. She was too busy helping Haein she ended up missing the live. Anya lays down with a heavy sigh. She didn’t want to miss his voice. If it was up to her she’d listen to him all day every second. She really liked him. So much.

She debates if she should call him but before she could come up with a decision he calls her first. She smiles and puts the phone to her ear. “Have fun on stream?”

“I want to see you.” Kook says with a serious tone in his voice. He wasn’t teasing her. He was absolutely serious.

“What?” Anya says sitting up properly. Did she hear that right? He wants to see her? Why? Where is this coming from?

“Look I normally don’t have any problems when it comes to getting what I want. Especially from women, but you’re different and it’s driving me crazy.” He sighs. He couldn’t believe he wanted someone this badly. He doesn’t know why he’s holding back. During the entire stream he couldn’t even focus on the game, his mind too distracted with the thoughts of her. He knew she was watching and that made something in him stir. After days of texting and talking on the phone he wanted to meet her. He could’ve played the “tough guy” act but he was far over it.

Anya takes a deep breath. Okay this is actually happening. His feelings were genuine. He likes her. He wants her. She isn’t delusional and she isn’t dreaming. Okay Anya don’t mess this up. “You…..like me? So I’m not being delusional about this?”

Kook felt confused. She thought she was being delusional? No she’s not at all. If anything he thought he was the delusional one. “No you aren’t.”

“Anya. My name is Anya.”

“Anya.” He repeats out loud. It sounded so good coming out of his mouth, like he’s meant to say it. The way it rolled off his tongue so easily. He couldn’t think of a more beautiful name. “I’m JungKook.”

“Jungkook.” She also repeated. Kook…….Jungkook. So that’s where Kook came from. The name suited him well and now she’s going to be obsessed with saying it.

“I um….” Kook hesitates but then he thinks how he’s already came this far so why stop now? “I really want to meet you……In person.”

“Me too.” She admits. God if only he knew how much she thinks about him on a daily basis. “I feel the same way.”

Kook could feel his heart racing. He couldn’t think about anything other than the sound of her voice. She was so close yet so far. “God I just….theres so many things I want to say to you…..to…do things to you.” He couldn’t hold back anymore. His body was on fire. His mouth moving on its own.

“I don’t think you understand. I’ll literally do anything you tell me to.” It’s true. Kook could ask her to jump off a cliff and she’ll ask how high. He didn’t even know the power he had over her. She’s completely and utterly at his mercy.“Anything…”

Kook could feel a wave of desire wash over him. Fuck! He needed more. Needed to know she wanted this just as badly as he did. “Fuck…..” he mumbles trying to find his voice. “I have to visit my parents house Friday but as soon as I come back home I’ll find you.” He promises. “We’re going to meet up somewhere, I’ll pick you up, I’ll cook a proper meal for you and after that well…..….I guess you’ll have to find out.”

Anya smiles at the thought. She really wanted him and she’s relieved he feels the same. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” He bites his lower lip, his tongue playing with his lip piercing.

Anya’s heart fluttered. This is probably the best thing that’s ever happened to her. She had the guy of her dreams confessing to her. Is this real? Was this a dream?

“I’ll see you this weekend yeah?”

“Yeah. This weekend.....”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Friday morning Kook walks in school feeling……..excited for once. He’s so close to seeing ‘A’……well Anya in person again. He’s really tempted to just walk up to her since he knows what she looks like already, but where’s the fun in that? He knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. The only thing is that she doesn’t know what he looks like and that gives Kook a sense of confidence in himself. He’s not insecure he knows he’s hot and once she sees him for the first time she’ll drool over him.

As he walks the halls his eyes scans the crowd looking for a familiar face. She has to be here somewhere right? He pulls out his phone to attempt to message her until he felt someone’s arm around his shoulder. He looks to the left to see Jimin. Ugh what did he want? They live together and Jimin is still just as clingy.

“What?” Kook mumbles. He doesn’t speak loudly to prevent anyone hearing his voice, you know because of his crazy fans. If they recognize him here of all places it wouldn’t be good.

“I need to talk to you about ‘A’. Jimin says and that made Kook’s eyes widen. Jimin had his complete and full attention.

Jimin leads Kook into the library. It’s not many people here so they can talk freely. They both walk towards the back away from prying eyes.

“What happened?” Kook says with a hint of worry in his voice.

“You know how you’ve gotten a lot of attention from your flirting with ‘A’?”

Kook nods confused. What did that have to do with anything?

“Well other people are messaging me privately to get your attention, and it’s exhausting.”

“What are you talking about?”

Jimin pulls out his phone. “Look at this girl. She keeps asking about you and she getting desperate.”

This is why Kook has mods. The fans can get too much for him to handle. He didn’t understand how someone can just willingly be so horny over someone they’ve never seen before. It was weird and sick. “Fucking weirdos. Texting everyday over me and now you? Sometimes I wish messaging us wasn’t available.”

“You flirt a lot too so that’s why she thinks she has a chance with you. It’s embarrassing really.” Jimin shakes his head. “I’m debating on just turning off my DM’s”

“Yeah I flirt but it doesn’t mean anything. It’s just for fun and views. I don’t actually mean it.” He can’t have all these weirdos texting him not when he’s trying to get with ‘A’. They were ruining his chances significantly.

As the two of them talk they hear footsteps retreating away from them. Kook pokes his head out to follow the sound and all he saw was the back of someone running out. Just great another fan probably heard him talking. “Gosh I swear I can’t do anything.”

Jimin sighs. “You need to handle this before you start getting stalkers.”

“Yeah I’ll handle it.” And he will definitely handle it. He can’t let these weirdos ruin his life. Kook pulls out his phone expecting a text or a call from Anya but there’s nothing. She probably overslept again. He opens his messages to text her.

No response.

Still nothing…

Kook thinks for a moment. She always responds around this time. She would complain about being late for school in the past so why isn’t she answering?

Something is up…..

[loveneversleepss]

Chan as both tsundere/yandere

warnings: contains cursing, manipulation, stalking, obsession, mentions of killing & abuse, licking & biting, nicknames, angst, smoking, switch povs, smut, unprotected sex, hair pulling, squirting, creampie, Chan x female reader, reader is secretly a yandere.

I've always felt like I was alone. That there was no one like me. I thought no one understood.

I would do anything for someone to be able to relate to me, just someone to hear me. To see me. To want me as much as I want them. For my presence to be as important to them as they are to me.

Until there was you...

Fuck this job. Same shit everyday. Same basic ass people who have nothing better to do with their lives. All hiding behind a mask while they are all secretly hating their lives. So predictable. I know what their story is just by looking at them. God just one more hour until i get out of this hellhole.

"You got a light?"

I turn my head to a girl standing next to me. A cigarette in her mouth. I nod my head, taking my lighter out of my pocket. I light her cigarette as her eyes look up into mine. She inhales and blows the smoke away from me. "Knew you were a smoker."

She smirks and leans against the wall. I turn my focus to looking at the ground, I can feel her eyes on me. She takes another inhale and continues staring at me. "What's your name?" I look at her, a small upward smile laid on her lips. I ignore her and take my phone out.

"Chan?" I quickly changed my gaze to her. "Do you know me?" She walks towards me, she tilts her head to the side. "So you speak." She smirks again at me. "Nah, the name tag gave it away." I look down at my work shirt, my metal name tag glistening in the sunlight. She blows out another puff and then throws it on the floor. Using her shoe to put it out. My gaze going down to it.

I notice she's wearing black heels with red bottoms. Rich girl? Can’t be, the way she talks is too casual. Her clothes are simple, casual but elegant. A black skirt with a baggy silky top. Like a business woman? Her makeup slightly messy, like she had been crying a bit. Like a broken hearted teen? Her hair half up-half down, perfectly messy. Like if she was going to kick someone’s ass? At a glance she may seem like a normal person, but there’s something about her.

Who are you? Why can’t i figure you out? What makes you so different from the rest? Easy. You acknowledge my existence. You make the effort to figure me out. You’re interested in me. Which makes me wonder, are you who I’ve been waiting for?

“Woah. Are you checking me out?” My gaze quickly snaps up to her. “Sorry what?” I say confused. She crosses her arms and raises her eyebrow. “So staring intently across my body isn’t checking me out?” I shake my head no, “I wasn’t.” She nods her head, although it seems she doesn’t believe me.

“You are interesting.” She giggles a bit, turning her body to leave. “See you around, Chan.” She waves her hand bye as I watch her disappear around the corner. Now you, are worth my time.

~

It’s been a couple days since I last saw her. I didn’t even get to ask for her name. All proof of her that she actually exists is just my lighter. It remains untouched from when I used it for her. When I think back on her, her presence. The smell of cherries and smoke illuminating around me. Her glossy lips and perfect eyes, smudged eyeliner just a bit. The confidence plastered on her body language. And yet, I don’t know who you are. What kind of person she is. That’s what I like about you. The unpredictability of you.

I could drown in you. I would go to the ends of the earth for you. Even if I could just have you fue a second. My life would be fulfilled. You are all I want. All I need.

“Excuse me, do you work here?” I know this voice. I turn around to my eyes meeting with hers. Those eyes. A smile gleaming on her lips. My breath is taken away. “Is that a yes orrr?” I nod my head. I can’t bring myself to form words, even though I really want to. She lets out a light laugh, she leans on the table dividing us lightly. “What do you recommend? I’ve never been here before.”

Right. This boring little coffee shop which I call a job. Or a hellhole.

"Well what do you prefer? Sweet, savory, or strong drinks?"

She flashes a big smile to me. "Surprise me." She slid me some money on the table. I grab it and I hand her the change. Our fingers lightly graze past each other. She feels soft. She turns and leaves to sit at a table. I go to make her order.

Once i finish, i turn around to bring it to her. She's reading a book. 'Fruits basket.' She has her pen in her mouth, chewing on the end. Lips curve up into a smile, her eyes twinkling as they move as she reads. Her leg crossed over the other, bouncing up and down happily. Her eyes flicker up to me, curious. She puts her book down, "Is that for me?"

I walk over and place it in front of her. She immediately grabs it and brings it up to lips. Taking a big sip and her eyes twinkled up at me. "Perfect." She sits back in her chair. Our eyes make eye contact for a couple seconds. I look away looking at her book again.

"You want to be seen. You want to be wanted. You want someone to understand you."

My eyes shoot to look at her again. "What did you just say?" She nods her head towards the book. “Kyo. The main character. Thats what he needed. What he longed for the most.” She stands up and gathers her stuff. “You remind me of him, you know?” She lightly touches my hair. My hearts beating fast now. Once again, I smell her cherry aura but this time there’s no smoke smell. She smiles and walks away, out the cafe. My body not moving as I feel shocked.

Shit. I forget to ask her name again. Crap. I sigh and look at the table she was sitting at. Then noticing a piece of paper. I walk towards it and pick it up.

Thanks for the drink. It’s my favorite. -y/n(First and last).

….

Y/n. So that’s your name. It suits you. It’s the only thing that really matches you. You’re hard to figure out. But now a name, I can find out.

Luckily thanks to new advances on the internet. Finding a girl like you would be easy. Immediately you pop up. Not much to your social media. The occasional selfies and pics with friends. Just exactly who are you?

What is it about you that is so fascinating? That has me hooked?

Now scrolling through your following to discover you follow a publishing company. To find that you wrote a book. Sold many in fact. A writer. That's who you are.

That's why you were so keen to read your book. How you're so free to flow with anyone. Connecting to everyone you meet with just a look. How you were so easy to read me.

But you don't just connect to anyone. I'm different. You like me. You will be mine. Just you wait.

~

I was crossing the street when I noticed you standing in front of me. Is this fate? How could we meet like this without even trying?

I decided I should follow you.. Just to make sure you're safe. That no one hurts you.

A little while later, we arrived at your apartment. You live on the top floor. It has a balcony which you like to read on. Drink coffee in the mornings and watch the people pass by.

But most importantly, you like people to watch. To watch your stupid hookups. Those men who can never treat you like I can. Who always leave you unsatisfied. Which after they leave you have to pleasure yourself.

Once you're mine, you'll never have to do that. I promise you that.

~

One night, I was watching as yet another guy came onto you. But this time you pushed him off. He was angry. He began to try to grab you. You are pushing him off with all your strength. He then slaps you which brings you to the floor. He seems to apologize but you get back up. Managing you to kick him out of your place as you shut the door in his face.

I will make sure he will never hurt you again. That will be the last thing he will ever do. I slide out the knife from my pocket as I follow this man home..

~

One night, you've left. To a friends house or whatever. But you've left your window open. Through the side of your building, there's a fence that grows up to your balcony. Perfect to crawl into at night. I take the chance to explore.

To really figure you out and how you live. I crawled in successfully. To find your life portrayed everywhere. Your bed. Clothes. Which I couldn't help but sneak a pair of one of your panties. It smells like you.

You've left papers scattered on your coffee table. Which I couldn't help but take a peek at. To find that you're writing another book. But this character sounds too familiar. It's about me.

How dirty you are, y/n. You've written fantasies about me. How you wish my hands were on your body. My lips on yours. How every guy you encounter in your bed, you wished I was there.

Your wish will soon be answered my love.

~

"Come on let's gooo." My little sister Hannah begs me. I glare at her. "Just why should I?"

"Because it'll be a chance for you to leave the house. Plus there will be many girls there." She is slowly getting on my nerves. I don't want any girls. No one besides you. You are the only girl for me.

"Please?" She gets on her knees and shoots me puppy dog eyes. "Fine." She gets up and squeals. "Omgggg thank youu." She hugs me and runs to her room to get ready.

Guess I'll have to get ready now.

~

As soon as we get to the party, Hannah ditches me. Hope she doesn't get herself in trouble. I walk over to what seems to be drinks. A mysterious punch, hope it won't make me pass out. Then, a girl taps my shoulder.

"Hey. wanna dance?" This girl says slurring her words. "Not interested." She attempts to grab my arm but I pull away before she does. "Get lost." She makes a poutty face and runs away looking like she's gonna cry. I roll my eyes and take a sip of the drink. I spit it back in the cup from how strong it is.

"Strong, huh." I look up to meet your eyes. It's you.

~Thanks to the glorious internet, earlier you posted about a party. This party. I knew i couldn't miss this opportunity. The opportunity to see you. ~

"Pretty intense scene earlier. The girl doesn't know how to keep her hands to herself." I watch as you take a sip from your drink. "You saw that?" I say as I rub the back of my neck.

"Was about to come throw hands with her if she didn't take her hands off you." I tilt my head to the side. "What's it to you. I'm a grown man. I could do whatever I want with other girls."

She smirks at me. "Really? Well I'm a grown woman with needs. And my needs tell me that I want you." She comes closer to me, putting her hands around my neck. Our lips inches away. "Would you like that, pretty boy?" Her thumb rubs across my bottom lip.

My heart starts to race in my chest, so much that I think it'll pop out soon. She moves my head to the side to whisper in my ear. "I've been watching you, watching me. Mr. Stalker." She licks my earlobe teasingly.

My body freezes. Does she know? How did she figure it out easily? She backs away and laughs. "Jeez. calm down, Chan. I was only kidding." My name sounds so perfect coming out of your mouth.

I try to laugh it off, trying my best not to seem scared or awkward. You smile at me and look around. "Wanna get out of here?"

~

A part of me feels bad for leaving Hannah there but I called my mom to pick her up.

y/n is more important than her right now. And she invited me to her house. Which we are currently standing in front of.

"Home sweet home." She says as she unlocks and opens her front door. She closes the door behind us as she sits on her couch. She looks over at me and pats down the spot next to her. Motioning for me to sit next to her.

"Want a drink?" I nod my head as she gets up to go to the kitchen. "Oh Chan, can you get me a towel from my bathroom?" She yells from the kitchen as I hear clutter. "Yeah, sure." I say and walk down the hallway to her bathroom. I pick u a towel she has laying there.

Until.. the realization hits. She never told me where the bathroom was. I look at myself in the mirror. My eyes are wide as I see myself breathing hard. I walk slowly back toe the living room.

She's sitting on the chair facing me with a cigarette in her mouth.

"Caught you."

~~

From the first day you saw him. A tall, fit dude minding his business. You knew who exactly he was. Took you no time to figure him out. A smoker? Let's find out.

Your first meet. It revealed that he would be interested in you after. but he'll need a little push at times. Which you'll gladly do.

You planned everything perfectly. Making sure your social media was up to date. So he'll know exactly who you are and what you do. But keeping it a secret that you know he watches you.

The first time you noticed was when you were walking home. You had originally planned to follow him, but when you saw him. You couldn't pass up the opportunity to have him follow you. To know where you live.

Now that he knows where you live, you can't help but tease him a little. Fucking men in front of the window knowing he's watching. Leaving the window open for him to crawl inside. Which you pretended to leave and watched him from afar. Watched him crawl inside your house and get to know what it's like from inside.

You had made sure to write those stories about him so he could read them. So that he knows how badly you want him as he wants you.

But not everything was planned. Certainly you getting slapped by that lowlife wasn't planned. But you knew Chan was watching. You knew that he would take care of it. Which he did once you found out that lowlife went missing. My protector.

You knew he was going to be at that party if you were going. You made sure of it by posting it. When you finally saw him again. Your heart was going to burst out of your chest. That dirty girl had no right to put her hands on him. you wanted to rip her head off. But he handled it.

you couldn't help but tease him a bit. Him freezing on the spot was entertaining to watch. Your plan was going perfectly. Now you invited him to your house, which will be the ultimate test.

Which he made the mistake of going to your bathroom, which you knew that you never told him about.

~~

She smirks at me. Holy shit. She knew.

"My sweet Chan." She puts out her cigarette in the cup of wine. She walks close to me. She places her hands on my cheeks.

"we were made for each other Chan." Her eyes shine into mine. A thousand stars in her eyes. "You protected me. You ended that lowlife for me. I love you for that.. Do you love me Chan?"

“There’s not a thing in world, that I wouldn’t do for you.” She smiles big at me. "I love you y/n."

"good." She leans in, our lips finally connecting at last. My arms wrapping around her waist. Our tongues colliding and mixing our tastes together. She's so addicting. She wraps her legs around me.

I take her to the bedroom and lay her down. Not breaking the kiss in the slightest. She breaks free one of her hands to palm me through my pants. I groan in her mouth.

"I need you so bad Chan." She mumbles against my lips. Lord have mercy. This woman will be the death of me. ~

You feel him get hard under your hand. His breaths become harsh as he attempts to keep kissing you. You unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants as you sneak your hand into his boxers. Feeling his warm length as you rub him up and down.

He whimpers out. “Fuck y/n.” His eyes roll back as you continue stroking him. “Tell me how good it feels.” His head drops to your neck. “It’s feels so good y/n. Please don’t stop.” He whimpers out again. You take the opportunity to flip him on his back.

He watches you pull down his boxers and pants down. You lean over and kiss him again as you stroke him. His muffled whimpers and groans are starting to get you woozy. Making you feel butterflies in your crotch area. “Fuck Chan I can’t anymore.”

He looks at you confused as you move your body directly above his length. Little does he not know that you choose not to wear any underwear under your skirt. Letting easy access for you to sink into him. Without warning you sink down on him. Your head falls back as your mouth falls open.

He lets out a loud groan as he fills you up. “Fuck fuck fuck y/n!” You don’t care. You start to ride him letting your pleasure take over. Your clit lightly gliding against him as your legs start to tremble lightly. He fills you up so good and you can’t get enough. He places his hands on your waist to help you grind. His moans are heavenly.

This whole situation is everything you wished for. He is everything you wished for. He rips off your shirt as you continue grinding on him. You immediately grab his hands and place them on your tits. Craving his touch. He gladly obeys and pulls you bra down to tease your nipples. You let out a high pitched moan as he pinched them.

A noise like that has never left your mouth before. You start to slow your pace down as you start to get tired. He notices and switches you around. Now he’s on top and your on your knees. He succeeds in rubbing off your skirt. Leaving you only in your bra now. He pushes your head down on the bed as he starts to pound into you. The pleasure starts to get to much and you try to move away from him.

Earning a small smack on your ass from him. “Uh uh you started this. Take it.” He grabs a fistful of your hair and tugs on it. Moans and whimpers are all that is leaving your mouth. Your legs start to tremble as you can feel your high coming.

“Chan.. don’t stop please.” There was no way he was gonna stop. Seeing your legs tremble because of him was making him feel like god. Providing you pleasure none of those other guys could. Your pussy on his cock was heaven to him.

You feel the knot in your tummy get tighter and tighter. Finally seeing the end as you start to lose control of your body. One more thrust from him and it was over. You feel your liquids shoot out of you and your body goes numb. You slowly come down as you feel him about to reach his high too.

You grab onto his hand and look back at him. “Cum inside me Chan.” You shoot your iconic eyes at him as he keeps the eye contact. His mouth opens wide as you feel him shoot his load inside you. He pulls out slowly and watches his cub drip out of your pussy.

“Holy shit.” You laugh at his comment. He kisses the side of your cheek as he gets up. He grabs a towel and cleans you off. You pull him on top of you and kiss him. “Now you can’t leave.” You tell him.

He looks at you as he caresses your cheek.

“I will never leave you.”

~

I had always thought that there was no one like me. That no one understood me. Until you, you were exactly like me..

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a/n: hiii everyoneee. I hope you all enjoyed reading the first fic to this new series. I will start to write the new fic today and should upload it soon . mwah bye now!

[ohtobeleah]

Leah, hear me out:

Mickey and scratching (think picking out his favorite color and having them paint it on your nails and him going feral and begging you to scratch him)

😳 i think i need to take a shower now bye

Oh and it gets even better when you’re on annual leave and can actually have acrylic nails!

Warnings: This is Strictly Scandalous. Smut Ahead.

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“Holy fucking christ–” Hangmans eyes are wide as they can possibly go when hes turning around to see Fanboy pealing his standard issue black T-shirt up over his head. The group had just finished for the day, hitting the showers before heading back to their respective homes. “What the fuck happened to you!?”

“Jesus–” Rooster to crooning, smirking as he dips his head to hide his indecent thoughts. “Mickey, it looks like you've been mauled by a rabid dog.” There's deep red raw lines trailing up and down the expanse of his back. Littered with tight muscles. The sweat he’d worked up from today's session only made the memories of last night even more vivid in his mind as he tried to focus on the drills they'd been running. But it was no use, not when he knew you were at home, enjoying your annual leave time with that pretty baby blue colour painted onto the acrylics you'd gotten.

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“Ohhh fuck!!” Mickey swore up and down that if he had been standing? His knees would have buckled and given out beneath him as your nails dug into the muscular flesh of his back. “Shit—yeah you like that huh sweetheart?”

“Don’t stop, please Mickey don’t st—stop!” The way you dragged your acrylics down his exposed back as you clung to him, biting at his shoulder to stifle your moans as he drove his length between your velvet walls, had Mickey Garcia hissing at the painful delight. Your act had your husband hearing colours and seeing sounds. “Baby—baby harder.” When you asked for Mickey to rail you just a little more he wasn’t sure he could, purely because of the way you were already raking his back to the point of drawing blood as he held himself above you. The headboard smacking against the wall.

“I got you sweetheart I got you—“ There’s a brief window of time that Mickey contemplates if he can handle you digging your nails into him any harder than you already are—but then he catches a glimpse at your o face and he’s suddenly in heaven with all the will power and determination to be your designated scratching post for the rest of his life: “You want me to go a little faster huh?”

“Yeah—wanna be fucked dumb.” Holy shit holy shit holy shit you’ve never sounded so hot. This annual leave had really helped you relax a little.

“I can do that sweetie.” Mickeys leaning down to take your lips hostage with his own. Thrusting into you at a merciless pace. With the change of pace comes a gasp that escapes from the depths of your soul that had Mickeys orgasm pooling at the base of his shaft. “Ohhh fuck baby, scratch me—“

“Huh?” You’re asking when you wrap your legs around the small of his waist. Using your heels to draw him in closer and closer.

“Claw the shit out of my back baby, I’m so fucking close.” It’s damn near painful the way Mickey is whining, but he grits his teeth as he fucks you feral and sweat drips from his curls down into your chest. “Ahhh fuck!” You’re drawing blood, pulling him down onto your chest as he exhales a guttural moan so pornographic it puts Owen Grey to shame.

The marks are still there the next morning, swollen and red raw for his fellow aviators to witness when he’s getting ready for a shower.

“Y/n got acrylics—“ Is all he says to explain himself. Rooster looks at Phoenix with a raised eyebrow. She just groans in response and hits his chest.

“Don’t even think about it Bradshaw—“

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Strictly Scandalous // Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia

[bloodgulchblog]

Okay. Alright. Here we fucking go again.

S2E4.

I already have one spoiler I'm completely unsurprised by, let's make it more.

I survive the LAST TIME ON HALO and my increasing desire to not be doing this right now, and am rewarded with one of this show's only endearing qualities: Vannak's ongoing animal guy personality trait. He gets to feed the pigeons for 2 seconds before the explosions start.

Cut to Perez and Jimmy Rings running through the streets while Perez yells about having to get back to her family and Jimmy yells about how they're gone, Perez! (Also sorry I'm going back to calling him Jimmy Rings because I hate having to distinguish him from actual Chief and might as well do it in the most ridiculous way possible.)

Then we immediately jump to Soren and Halsey in the funbox.

Did you know that one of my least favorite things TV shows do is cliffhanger on a situation that could've been interesting, then ~subvert your expectations~ by making it completely uninteresting and resolving nothing?

Yeah.

Gold star, no notes.

Then the power goes out.

Soren just kinda leaves because the security system's off. Bye!!!

Meanwhile again, Perez is very upset for obvious reasons and has a disagreement with Jimmy about what they should be doing. Jimmy wants to go back to FLEETCOM, while Perez wants to start warning everyone to evacuate RIGHT NOW.

Perez this isn't gonna work I'm sorry.

Anyway.

Suddenly Stealth Elite.

Sorry it's so hard to get caps of these guys, I think the sfx people don't want you to look at 'em too close.

On the bright side, Halsey leaving with Soren shows they do have a chance of unlocking the comedy duo power I believed in.

Back again.

They're really trying to speedrun some shit here.

Like, this is so close to being in character (even though it isn't quite) but the problem is that they want to have this character say so much shit when the guy they have been trying so badly to emulate doesn't open up and it feels unearned/not worked up to. The problem with trying to crack open a character like the actual Master Chief is that it requires a ton of space and focus on doing that, and this project is so full of subplots and has scrapped so much of its own first season that it has even LESS time to develop enough rapport for me to not feel like I'm being hit over the head. Like I get it, I write insane shit with Chief trying to figure out how to communicate with people after he's decided he might be okay with it, but this just doesn't work for me.

This could work, but it kinda came in from the factory pre-bungled.

Anyway.

Jimmy Rings walking around this random building they're escaping through while holding a fucking axe he found is so funny to me.

Speaking of the axe, it's apparently an antique!!! And this random building is a shop belonging to a British lady and, suddenly, we are going full WWII stiff-upper-lip blitz speech.

Fuck, hold on, I need another post for full effect-

[shallyne]

The Diary of Feyre Archeron

Just a tiny fic too see if I want to continue it and keep this format!

Words: 800

TW: implications of neglect, manipulation and controlling behaviour

December 21st

Dear Diary (?) 

I never had a diary, I don't know how this stuff works. Mom gave me an old diary she had never used, it's the closest to a birthday gift I have ever gotten from her. I haven't gotten any cake like Elain or a grand party like Nesta but I'm not mad, at least I get the time to draw in my room without any interruptions. I've become pretty good! 

Rumor has it that a new boy will be at our school tomorrow, which is weird because it's two days before the holidays. It probably stays a rumor, it wouldn't make sense. 

Anyways, I think I'm going to sneak into the kitchen after mom went to bed, I'm getting hungry. 

Bye, I guess? 

December 22nd

Dear Diary, 

Today I have been blessed by god. I didn't expect to make another entry so soon but today the new guy looked at me. OH MY GOD, RIGHT? He totally smiled at me too!! (Delusion aside, he probably saw someone behind me. He doesn't know I exist.) 

I hate the stupid lights in the school but I swear the new guy’s eyes looked VIOLET in the light. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I'm totally going to draw himy he's GORGEOUS! Like the men on Nesta's book covers (that she's totally hiding from mom) but a hundred times prettier! 

Well, I have to finish my math homework now. 

Bye? 

January 2nd

Dear Diary, 

Christmas was pretty boring that's why I didn't write anything but today was insane! The new guy has a name, Rhysand (beautiful, right?) and he's in my history class! I actually quite like history and our teacher, Ms Weaver, even though everyone is scared of her but Rhysand made it hard to focus!! It's not like I'm mad about it because he's sitting like right in front of me and he smells like citrus and sea (Not that I sniffed him, I'm not a weirdo) he smells SO GOOD and I could just get lost looking at him all the time! 

Maybe he'll talk to me someday, wouldn't that be neat? 

Shit, mom is coming home and she sounds mad!!! 

Bye! 

January 4th

Dear Diary, 

Today I got Elain’s hand-me-downs! Finally, I've been waiting for this, I needed new pants. Mom refused to buy me new ones because it's my fault I got them paint splattered. It's only one pair that has paint on them, the others are falling apart! But arguing with mum is like arguing with a brick wall, it won't budge.  

I found a pretty blue jumper in Elain’s old clothes which makes my eyes pop! I will wear it tomorrow. Not because I have history class and will see Rhysand, it just looks pretty. 

I also got a job interview at a run down diner at the edge of the town! Mom can't know, she'd never allow me to work or if she would, she wouldn't allow me to keep the money, she always needs to have everything under control, it's so annoying. 

I'm not worried about not getting the job but I hope I can convince them to give me night shifts so mom won't know! Once she's asleep, she's ASLEEP! 

I'd say wish me luck but it's only me and the ink, so I guess I wish myself luck. 

So excited! 

January 13th

Dear Diary, 

I am dying. I really am. I'm barely able to write these words down. 

Fine, maybe I'm not dying really but it feels like it. I got my period and I literally feel like I'm bleeding out. I feel like someone is stabbing my uterus REPEATEDLY. Why would mother nature be so cruel? Why would my own mother be so cruel to still send me to school like this? That was a trick question, it's my mother. Cruel is carved in her bones and blood and brain. Whatever it is, I can't think through this agony. 

Mom says it's normal and I shouldn't be so dramatic and when I tried to talk to Elain she grimaced!! I mean, it's not her fault, I guess. Mom drilled it into Nesta and Elain that these topics are taboo. I think that's stupid because in biology they said periods are natural so why would something natural be taboo? 

It doesn't make sense, right? 

On a slightly brighter side, Rhysand talked to me yesterday and asked if I was okay!! I am aware he asked because I probably looked like death but a win is a win, right? And his smile when I lied and said I was okay, I was melting into a puddle! 

Okay, the water is hot enough for my hot water bottle! I'm gonna chill and listen go Red for the rest of the day until bedtime. 

Bye

Taglist: @captain-of-the-gwynriel-ship @starfall-spirit @rhysiedarling @corcracrow @sydney-fae25 @tothestarsandwhateverend @aayo-whatt @dreamlandreader

[chronothread]

Zip

Nearly there.

You’re out of breath. But you’re nearly there. Damn crew botched that job - carriage robberies are baby’s first steps. Fucking jumpy greenhorns…you should probably make a mental note not to give the newbies guns. Then again? Not your crew, not your fault. Yeah…that’s right. You’re clever, and you’re fucking sensible. This wasn’t on you.

Lucky you’re so smart too - making off with the chest while those idiots were killing each other. No one saw you either…yeah, no one saw you! You can catch a ship over at Vesper Bay, find a buyer, and be set for life. Right, just like you planned. Use them to distract all the guards and make off with the treasure alone, no splits. Couldn’t have planned it better - maybe you should get another crew! And some more greenhorns to uh…mentor. Hehe…

Then you hear it. A loud bang - a boom even. Like a cannon. That’s not good, were they fighting at Vesper Bay? Who fires on a port like that? And…why was it from the opposite direction of the port? And why was there a sharp hissing

Thwack.

An arrow lands at your feet. An obscenely large one at that. And it was…glowing? Uh oh, that probably means you should-

Kabwoom!

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A red-haired elezen with a tricorne stands atop one of Thanalan’s many hills, enjoying the desert wind and the smell of fresh - if not sandy - air. She takes a deep breath, before sighing in satisfaction, smiling to herself at what a beautiful day this was. With a muscular, tattooed arm, she removes her hat, tossing it on the little grass that had decided to grow atop the dirt. She picks up a metal tumbler labeled “Ishgard’s #1 Archer” and unscrews the lid, taking a sip of her very refreshing iced coffee. 

She squints as she sees something - someone running, and sorely in need of a breath. She cants her head, curious as to what the figure was doing as they decided to take a very quick break, leaning against a rock.

It was at this point that her linkpearl went off.

“Hell~o you’re hailing Salem’s Sexy Services, you’re speaking to Salem. How can I fuck up your day?”

“Hm? Oh Shizuka, hey! Yeah I’m in the area, taking a nice day off from an~y sort of work though, so if you need something done - sorry this is a scheduling session only.”

“Did I see…oh yeah, just saw em actually. They’re catching their breath by the road right now, think they’re headed to Vesper Bay? Oh no shit, stole something from a convoy? That’s fucking whack. Anyway, not my pro-okay hey look, I said today’s my day off right? That means no work! Look, you want me to do anything, you pay triple like everyone else has to. I can’t make exceptions Snow, it’s bad business! Oh, looks like they’re moving again. A hundred yalms, hundred ten, hundred twenty…you know I’ve only got limited range right? By the time they get to two hundred it’s out of my-oi are you…”

“...argh, okay okay! Jeez I can see the puppy dog eyes burned into my brain from here. Okay okay, it’s important to you. I’ll take care of it yeah? So don’t…don’t cry, it’s for the kids I get it, I’m taking it seriously. Okay bye, you need to let me focus, one second."

The woman named Salem pinches the bridge of her nose before taking the obscenely large eastern styled bow she had lovingly left on a mat on the ground, before nocking an arrow. She takes aim…hundred and eighty, hundred and nighty, two hundred yalms…

The tips of her fingers ignite as she pulls back the drawstring, grinning as she points the arrow ahead of her target. Two hundred was a lie, a negotiating tactic. Two hundred was basic. Baby’s first steps.

Salem looses the arrow, an explosion helping propel the arrow from her drawstring, before she sets her bow down, not even bothering to check her mark. She takes a long sip from her tumbler, before calling Shizuka back.

“Hey Snow? Taken care of. No, no I didn’t kill them - jeez you’re always so fussy about that. Anyway, just follow the road, you’ll find em. And uh…maybe bring some burn ointment. I might have singed the poor bastard."

[lurasposts]

adhd can be ignored (not really, actually) until you're forgetting some VERY important things. like completely erased it from your damn memory, like some incomplete camera frames. you can't be sure of anything.

it's like.. when faced with something even remotely "serious" or "formal" or public you just kind of let your body went on autopilot without realizing, while your mind either keep buzzing noisily OR some strange silence where you can't take in anything in front of you. or keep thinking about something unrelated to the "serious" thing that is currently happening in the present, which make you forget EVERYTHING. and then you looked back, messed up, and then everyone asking "how could you forget such important things? it was supposed to be obvious." and you wouldn't have a damn clue WHY

because– I don't know? i can't control this, either. what the hell am i supposed to do then? I'll keep messing up on things I'm SUPPOSED to be paying attention on, but i just? forget? and no one will get it and you just make a fool out of yourself.

it's like you were not yourself at that moment and looking back is like trying to press play on an old broken recording with blank scenes in the middle (in the most important part)

it's as if you were in an adrenaline rush or something where you need to FOCUS you told yourself to do everything correctly and normally, but that is exactly what makes you do the opposite. I'm trying to be calm when i was not calm, i tried to stop moving, but the price of it is that i lost in my head, to distract myself, or to stop, or try to "look" like i have it together, to look like i was listening, to look like i was paying attention. masking. but it just builds up in my head? and reality pulls me back out and that's when i cannot remember most of the things i just did during that "trance" and how the hell am i supposed to explain all of this to a normal person?

one of the most frustrating parts about this is that i can't really say anything about it, I'm suck at explain things, and people won't get it, which is fair, because i couldn't understand how "normal" people's brain work either. but this shit is running and ruining my life at the same time and i need to talk to somebody about this but I can't. they'd just dismissed it as nothing. that it isn't real. nothing is ever real. i look "too normal" to be in the spectrum, I'm an adult now, and the mask is slipping. it keeps slipping but no one believes you because you were "normal" as a kid. but who's to say to that? i was just trying to fit in, copying what people did, trying to look normal (which failed miserably since I only managed to look oddly repressed and impossibly restrained instead of actually fitting in), and on the other hand i also don't have proof that any of this is real. what if i just making things up? i know at this point that everything is real for me, but is something really happening of no one knows about it? the tree is not falling if nobody could hear or see it. i could go to a basic psychiatrist or therapist, but they don't get it. they don't connect the dots. they keep treating me like I'm a kid for some reason. it makes me wonder if it's me who can't think, or if it's them.

anyways i just. i have no idea what to do. this is beyond my control. this is an illness. I'm literally sick and i need meds in order to live like a normal person, like it's my life support. but they opposed the idea of psychiatrist bc "it made you addicted" and psychiatrist in this country really don't give a fuck, they strictly just give you meds and then bye. but what if i NEED 'em drugs like a freaking life support? to fix my screwed up nervous system or something in my brain or something. what if i was just wired differently which is very real and significantly makes life more difficult than normal people, and it was not unlike a disability albeit not physical. but no one can see it what is real and what's not? am i exaggerating? am i being overdramatic? am i old enough and i should just suck it up and get my life together?

but what if I'm just PHYSICALLY unable to? cuz sometimes i feel like i have no control over my own body. like my head, mouth, hands, and feet are separate entities and "I" just watch them all dragging my life downhill from the bylines, aware but not in control? (and sometimes not even aware of what i was doing until i get out of my head)

then what?

I'm so jealous of people who have access to be able to 'fix' or at least managed it. this shit gnaw on your damn soul.

[nightglider124]

Titans: Season 4 - Ep7 & Ep8 - Thoughts

Okay, now that I have watched the episodes multiple times (actually just the good bits tehe), I have overall thoughts and I thought I would share them!

I’m gonna try and focus on the stuff non dickkory related buuut if you catch me slipping, soz. I have always been very vocal about my priorities in this show and they are in the main three.

Episode 7: Caul’s Folly

The bit at the beginning where they like said bye to Jinx, I found kinda sweet. I still feel like she is going to pop up again. I don’t feel like she is proper dead... Maybe I am wrong but I haven’t seen anything to say the actress wasn’t returning for part 2 or anything. I would personally prefer if they kept her dead moreso cos I don’t feel she has any more of a part to play in the rest of it but yeah. At first, I didn’t think they were even gonna mention her and then Rachel did and I was like lmao okay cool. Glad that was cleared up. XD

Honestly, they’ve done such a good job of getting the vibe of bonkers cult for the Church of Blood like it’s so full of whackos but it all feels so believable tbh. I like Sebastian; he’s an interesting character and villain. I’ve always liked the Brother Blood storyline in all media forms through the years and this is no different.

I AM MISSING GAR TERRIBLY ALREADY. I proper felt his absence and I HATED IT. Like I get it, we’re gonna be getting a whole ep for my boy but like I miss his cute little face. Gar woulda been a mood if he was in the town with them. GOD. I can’t wait to see him again soon.

Conner... my guy. I fucking hate you this season. I get the Lex thing and what they’re going for and Joshua Orpin does phenomonelly as he makes it believable but FUCK ME. I am tired of his superieor bullshit XD. Like when he started blaming Dick for the plan going south, I was like are you for real and then Dick being like well fuckface we had a good plan but it went to shit cos of your dumb ass. I was like FUCK YEAH, TELL HIM DICK! I need Conner to not be a douche for much longer cos it’s grating af.

In addition to that, it was cool to see Mercy again. I was surprised since I don’t think anything had mentioned her making an appearance. Still hate her character but it was a cool little moment.

MY GOD. The whole interaction with Roberta was my absolute favourite. When she like inhaled Kory, I was cracking up and I peeped Dick’s smiling eyes ever so slightly when she did it. Hilarious. I loved it and I loved Roberta. 

I really REALLY love the clothing department for all the outfits but... my baby girl. Every outfit was a slay. OH! AND THE FUCKING JACKET!! IT SAYS WE <3 GAR AND OBVS THATS A NUDGE TO THE ICONIC SHIRT?? I really adored that little easter egg to the comics. Muchos appreciated.

I LOVE TIM AND BERNARD. They’re little idiots trying to figure shit out and I’m a sap for it tbh. AND GUUURL, they gots their own motel scene. I was like Yaaas TIM, go get your boo. I really like their relationship tbf. I was smiling through like all their scenes, especially at the motel.

Dick getting the shit kicked out of him in the police station made me physically wince; the fight-acting was amazeballs but ugh my boy, I was like bro, you’re getting fucked up. I get he obviously does not have the Nightwing suit with him but dang man, you got knocked about like a ragdoll.

I like the pace in this first episode; it brought me straight back into the flow and action of the season rather than acting as filler bs, at least I felt. 

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Episode 8: Dick & Carol & Ted & Kory

This episode killed me dead because of the dickkory; I just wanna get that out straight away cos... my god. It was glorious. These thoughts will be including DK cos how can I not; half the episode was them.

That frickin bedroom scene... them freaking and then Kory being like did we sleep together? And Dick is like NO. No? It was so funny; I was cackling. The comedic and the seriousness and the romance as well... it all worked surprisingly very well? Like it felt in the middle of chaos but it works?? I loved this episode more than maybe any other episode in the show. 

THE WEDDING RINGSSS. I just wanna say, they got changed. They didn’t need to keep them on. Maybe yes because they’re keeping up the appearances but PLS they both looked real comfy with wedding rings js. Some of the shots also really felt like they were intentionally showing them off. Maybe I was imagining it but some of the shots felt very pointed. Loved it.

Their outfits. THE OUTFITS. Barbieland could never. I just... they were so opposite to Dick and Kory but they looked so fucking cute. I wanted to die. It was the best thing ever. 

OH! THE MUSIC IN BOTH EPISODES FUCKING SLAPPED. The town knows how to do a playlist, ite? I was vibing for a lot of the time to the point I had to rewind bits cos I wasn’t paying attention. 

The scene with Sebastian cutting Rachel had me raging. Like, bitch lemme cut you and see what you think. Step away from my GURL. 

The scene where Dick has bought the recorders... I found Kory hilarious with her ‘Peak daddy bullshit’ line but aw, omg I felt bad for Dick like his poor face he was like, I’m just trying to save us :( It’s rare Kory proper loses her shit with him so I was like oh, this is not nice. I got her but also like he trying. 

Inhale... guys... them recording their memories... Kory’s had me sad. Anna’s voice was so sad like it was great. 

In addition to that... my poor heart when Dick came downstairs and Kory had turned into Carol like full pelt... I was like noooo. His face is like no.... no no no. Brenton does Dick’s facial expression just so damn well. 

POOR CAROL!KORY. She was so fragile all like oh im sorry, did I do something wrong. And, I really love how Dick went from yelling at her cos boy is frightened and frustrated but then softens and is like no, it’s not your fault, its mine. And yes, I adored the hand holding and promising not to leave her, even if it was her Carol self. But, I agree with others on that; Dick’s face was sad cos he knows its not Kory doing it.

KORY HEARING WHAT DICK SAID ON THE TAPE AHHHHHHHH. Im so mad tho. Like he loved her since season 1 what the actual fuck man. Which, actually makes sense why he backed off in s2 and s3 cos like Kory was the one who put it out there about them figuring themselves out before they attempted anything romantic so maybe Dick took that as she wasn’t into it as well as like the not going to San Fran with them? Which makes me sadder. Like giving her space and time but really being like i luv you Kory. UGH. IM SICK.

The radio room was grim; Dick just walking around in these blood pipes like its nothing like even Rachel was like gross dude. Dick just walks out after like nah its fine; I’m covered in some randos blood but its all good.

TEHE the last bit where Kory says about it not being the painful memories. He 10000% now knows she listened to his tape and knows he loves her. Like pls.

Ugh Conner... what are you doing and why do I feel like you’re gonna fuck shit up again, ya little douche. He best not cause any harm to the other Titans with his stupid ass antics. I swear to Jesus. 

That’s all of my long winded thoughts for both episodes! Can’t wait for next weeks and we get to see baby Gaaar!!

[tojisun]

WAAA U NOTICED SO QUICKLY !! i was gonna tell u after that i changed my user n all, TWAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SURPRISE SUNSUN grrrrrr its ok tho ur off the hook! but but im glad you like the theme!!!!! i have yet to warm up to it, maybe ill change it to a blue theme if i dislike it:0 who knows !!

YAYYYYY YOU LIKE THE SONG!!!??? DUDE ITS SO GROOVY YES I LOVE IT!!! i was dancing to it in my room w headphones on *BITES KNUCKLES* ITS SO GOOD!! sunsun i would frickin LOVE to go to a pub or smfin with you n dance n have fun :< ITS A DREAM !!!!!!!!

ALSO YES UR SO CUTE!!! i could like bite ur cheeks (im wack ik, dont u dare look at me) ur just so adorable BFMDBDB HEHE i love you so so much!!!!!! MWAH MWAH

SMOOCHIEESSSSSSE N BIG BEAR HUGS !!!!!! update on meeee: ive been doing well otherwise! my semester just ended and my summer session is starting next week so im excited for that! its just one class, gonna be chill :> nuffin crazy !

HOW R U HAVE U PAMPERED URSELF YET (u better soon bc u deserve it miss maam) HOWS WORK !? U SAID THAT DUDE WAS A BIT BETTER BUT THEN HE MADE U MAD !! i feel like he's giving u whiplash :| ill fight him for you sunsun, just you let me know.

(i yapped so much omg oki *throws a flower at u* bye bye)

i check ppls blogs when they send me stuff shebjehehe

ouu blue would be pretty too!!

and yes i do love the song!! i was listening to it w my headphones too so the bass and everything were so rich in my ears aaahhhhhh and no fr :(( ur such a sweetheart, i wanna go out with u and stuffff

i never expected to appear cute online so thank u for seeing me that way Hhehwhe <33 i love you so much too darling dear !!!!

oh yey!! i hope ur enjoying ur summer break and that ur summer sem would be a cruise!! i made an error (well, a habit at this point) of being a full time student again during summer and our buildings are so old i keep getting stifled

two of my profs sound inchresting tho. the other one 😭 oh god her voice lulls me to sleep

im pamperin myself today!! after going to the drs n stuff BUT YEA!! my sister’s gon take me out drivin too which is fun bc my instructor’s been sick for a week now :(

WORK WAS GOOD! idk if i shared this here yet but we found a fuckin mic in our tech room and he was able to make it work (i may have kinda influenced him to focus on making the mic work instead of us actually doing our tasks, and that shit took 2 hrs so 😭)

yea no fr hes giving me a whiplash. although we’re finally building a good rapport w each other! he hates my music taste tho like fuck him wtv but thats bc hes into oldies rock. i played bad omens bc he asked what do i mean by modern metal and then he said no thanks and asked if i have mobile (band) instead. which, yea i do 😭 so we bonded over that ig

but yea! he still tends to be so aggravating but im learning to let it wash over me bc IM STUCK BESIDE HIM what good is it to let the anger fester (prioritizing myself!!!)

BUT YEA I RAMBLED AGAIN i need to shut it upppop!!! bye sweetheart <33

[arsonist-resurrectionist]

I’m leaving tumblr in a week and idk if I’m coming back

to the quirky little mutuals with their quirky little blogs: Y’all are the best thing about this platform fr, like the little random frog/malevolent/whatever insane fandom shit you guys post actually makes me so happy, and is the only reason I may come back with a more low key account. y’all are so sweet and kind and dehydrated(drink some water you beautiful but dehydrated bitches)

to the ed ppl: this might seem like a 180 seeing as I’ve been more ed focused than ever, but that’s why I’m leaving this platform for now. I’ve thought about it a bunch, and sure I might want to be healthy/pretty/whatever the fuck this colonist, capitalist, let me sell you a problem so I can sell you a solution, society is telling me to be, but hating myself for wanting something that my yiayia literally spent her childhood crying for as nazis burnt and salted her family’s fields in greece is not how I should be living my life. Binging is bad and is something I’m working on, and restricting is just as bad, because by doing so you are limiting your own thoughts and body to a singular focus at the base of your hierarchy of needs. I love you guys and want you to realise that your bmi isn’t your self worth, and that health and happiness are more beautiful than kate fucking moss.

irl homies: love y’all, see you after break. There’s nothing I can say on here that I can’t just say in person.

beautiful incredible artists: y’all are another best thing about this platform. Honestly the passion you guys have for your fandoms and art is incredible, and is the whole reason I came to this platform in the first place.

so basically: I’ll probably be back with a shit load more blocked tags and a much smaller circle, and I’ll delete this account in a week give or take. I love y’all, but I have to put my mental health first and get off my phone to go live my life. Touch grass, drink water, eat some food you love, text a friend and say hello. Bye guys.

[letstrywritingmaybe]

I know I keep saying just one more scene, and I hope I mean it this time. But there’s just one more scene for me to write for the solstice event. I haven’t even changed the ending, and I haven’t exactly diverted my path towards the ending, it’s just I keep adding extra details and thoughts, so it’s taking longer. I’ve almost doubled what I was at before when I claimed I was almost done. I just broke 6k, what is happening here. I don’t write things this long, I’m comfortable in the 1 maybe 2k range. This fic also feels different to me too. But then again I try to diversify my writing, I tell the same story over and over so I have to switch it up some how. It’s very midnights-esq which make sense cause that was the vibe I was going for but also very typical of my Christmas fics too. Almost feels like my roots, but like adjacent to it cause it’s not just all fluff, it’s more like pockets of it? Idk who I’m even trying to explain this to, I’m just rambling. Okay bye, it’s almost Pen time. Let’s Go Pens!🤍🖤💛🐧

(While I’m here. I was onto something with my hockey AU. Idk all the details but yeah, though I think it’s more similar to the former Canes drama. My fic idea that is. Actually it may be similar to this current drama too? Idk)

Update: it’s under 7k but I’m done with the first draft. Idk how I feel about the bonus scene though… I kinda wanna rewrite it cause I envisioned things a little differently, but I won’t worry about it right now since it’s done. In unrelated but sorta related news, kinda wanna write the rescue me song fic, the song by OneRepublic not the other one.

^ignore all of that cause I went back and added more, so now we’ve broken 7k but at least it ties in with midnights better now *sigh why am I like this. Okay let’s try and work on other WIPs now

Update 2: went on Twitter and I desperately still need to watch m26. Honestly how are they not real. Why does this keep happening to me. All my fav ships are not canon when they all should’ve been. It’s me, hi, I’m the problem it’s me 😭

Update 3: finished (probably) the next chapter of the sibling verse too! Now let’s see if I can work on devour or I wish I cared less… (so I went and reread what I had written for devour and it kinda feels wrapped up in a way? Like there’s still a lot of shit, but the part of the story that I wanted to tell seems to be finished? I suppose I could circle back to kaishi, but I fear it’ll lose the focus cause I get way too into kaishi whenever I mention them. Idk. I’ll put a pin into it for now and say it’s maybe done?)

[prompt-master]

henlo i am sorry to bother you but i am ten years late to the danganronpa fandom and two years late to your fanfics but i was wondering if you might consider finishing your Bear Trap story? like even if its just a quick lil synopsis of what you wanted to write, or if its an unfinished chapter, id take anything 👉👈

also ur lovely ok bye

Ok this was worded very kindly so I'm going to justify it with a full geniune response.

I'm honestly probably never going to update Bear Trap, but I WILL give you a synopsis. I did however want to first quickly explain why I don't plan on finishing that fic.

To keep a long story short. I kinda hate BT. It was my first fic after a two year break and imo it shows in the quality. I thank BT for temporarily getting me back into the writing groove, but I cringe way too hard looking back on it. I do have an unfinished chapter draft, but I'm not sure if I'd ever post it. I'll have to reread it at some point and see how I feel.

I would also like to say that if anyone else is willing to write the last part, I am more than willing to work with them.

Now, here is what I had planned for BT, bare (haha bear) in mind that it's messy because it was just self indulgent nonsense:

The format of BT was meant to go; build up, impact, aftermath. With each chapter focusing on a different story beat.

There was going to be a fake chapter released only on tumblr where Naegi died, only for the characters to go "did you actually think that would happen?" meant to poke fun over how many people thought I was going to kill Naegi.

This means the last chapter was going to entirely focus on the aftermath of Naegi's injury. I wanted each character to get an analysis of how they're feeling and each individual relationship would get a spotlight

This also means that. Tbh. The aftermath segment probably would not fit cleanly into one chapter since it would be pretty big.

It began with the hospital ride from the helicopter, Togami and Kiri watching as medics struggle to keep Naegi stable. There's a very dissociative vibe going on.

Because Togami and Kiri are closer to Naegi then they are each other, they don't really know how to comfort each other. It's awkward, quiet. They only speak to share facts and speculation. But there's a moment where they lean shoulder to shoulder.

Naegi was going to lose his leg, and have to get a prosthetic. Some of the fic was going to focus on him relearning how to walk with his new leg with the help of his partners.

I wanted to make sure that Naegi becoming disabled wasn't a "bad" ending. It's obviously upsetting to lose a limb in a tragic accident, and Naegi does have to cope with it. But I wanted to feel more empowering in a "see this shit? It's proof I survived"

Togami was ofc going to lovingly call him a cockroach

There was going to be exploration over how despite being known around the world for surviving a tragedy, they still don't really know how to LIVE with tragedy. They are just forced to keep moving on without getting a moment to breathe.

Due to Naegi seeing how freaked out Togami and Kiri were, he tries to keep everything together and stay lighthearted for their sake. He knows they want to see he's okay. This meant he pushed aside his own coping however.

The fic was going to end with Naegi finally letting out his emotions and crying in front of both of them, admitting that he was scared and thought he was going to die, and that he was so grateful they were there. Even if he had died then, he wouldve been more okay with it if they were with him. But that doesn't mean he was actually okay with it.

Togami negotiates them all a 2 week vacation lmao

If I remember correctly (I did not reread the fic to check, I'm going solely off memory) I was going to make a point about how despite feeling like they nearly lost their chance to tell Naegi they love him, both Tog and Kiri know that a confession shortly after a traumatic experience isn't the best idea. But also, Naegi doesn't need a confession to know they love him.

There were certainty more details to thefic that I can't fully recall ATM, such as the specifics of each individual character/relationship analysis. Let me know if you have any questions! Ty again for your kindness