#every time i see a case of this their last post is always sumn like I LOVE KANAN MATSUURA and not like an actual goodbye or anything

[redgemwink]

gosh there's something so haunting yet beautiful about coming across a dead love live blog. seeing cute art or a silly post and then clicking on the profile and seeing the last post be "OMG NEW LOVE LIVE GROUP COMING SOON IM SO EXCITED" and it's,, nijigasaki sdfkdfskds like oh...... what happened to you,, do u still like love live,, are u still alive

[jimothy-hopkins]

Meddling Kids. Part I

WARNING! This work may contain topics that are uncomfortable to some people. Such as slut-shaming and implied use of hard drugs. Please read at your own risk.

This is a part of a Manhunt/Bully crossover, I think that kinda gives a briefing to some of the things that'll be mentioned.

The air was apprehensive and cold. Bullworth had never felt this way before. Jimmy first figured it was the change in season, but not even the holiday joy from December could erase the underlying dread the small town felt.

People had been going missing, disappearing out of thin air. During the first semester, two homeless people turned up missing. But nobody even cared.

Then January came, and a student had disappeared. Jimmy faintly remembered her, Alice Cuellar. She was a prep, a close friend of Pinky and Gord. Talented, intelligent, and easy to talk to as well. She was happy, living a life with her two friends and girlfriend.

That was what bothered Jimmy. 

He remembered the night Angelina had come crying to him, begging for Jimmy to help post fliers of her girlfriend. His gut wrenched at the recent memory. Jimmy couldn’t imagine the sinking she felt. 

Jimmy was going to bring Alice home. 

“Who do you think could be a suspect?” Jimmy asked, turning to his friends.

“Anybody,” Pete answered.

“I was thinking the greaseballs,” Gary answered.

“No, they don’t seem jaded enough to do something like that,” Jimmy mumbled.

“Well, I might have an idea,” Pete spoke.

“Well, go ahead, hack it up,” Gary said.

“Edward’s close to her, or was. He always spent time with her,” Pete explained.

“So, what you’re saying is the guy coulda done it outta jealousy or sumn?” Jimmy raised a brow.

“I mean, no. I’m not accusing the guy of that, but I know that Edward didn't like Angelina,” 

“Hm,” Jimmy hummed, “well, I think we might have a shot at who it is. But we need evidence first.” 

“I say we should look through his dorm,” Gary proposed with a sly grin.

“We can’t just dig through Edward’s things, Gary,” Pete said.

“Pete, no offense, but I think we have no choice,” Jimmy turned.

Pete sighed in defeat and dropped his head, retrieving a master key from his pocket.

The trio walked to the prefect dorms, a house-like building with intimidating architecture to match the nasty attitude of the ones who resided in it. Gary stood and looked through a window, listening closely for any noises.

“I think Branting’s in there. We gotta be quiet,” Gary dropped, sticking his landing.

“Lovely,” Jimmy rolled his eyes.

Pete carefully opened the door, allowing the other two to sneak inside before gently closing it behind himself.

Jimmy listened for subtle noises before crouching and quickly shuffling down the hall. Gary and Pete followed suit until they reached a hallway with three doors.

“Edward’s room is the second on the left.” Pete pointed ahead.

They approached the door, carefully opening it and roughly shoving themselves inside in a last-minute fit of panic.

“Finally,” Jimmy breathed, wandering around the large bedroom.

Jimmy meddled underneath Edward's bed. However, he only found empty designer boxes. 

Pete had taken the liberty of rummaging through dresser drawers and various containers. Meanwhile, Gary ransacked the older student’s bathroom.

“God- it smells like vomit in here!” Gary gagged.

“I was just about to say that,” Pete nodded.

Jimmy shoved one last empty box underneath Edward’s bed, standing up again. He glanced over to the bed, peeling back the comforter and various sheets under it, but nothing was there. A grunt of dissatisfaction left him. He moved on to the mountain of pillows at the head of the bed. Jimmy took the case off of every last one but hadn't found anything in them.

“Gary!” Jimmy called.

“What moron?” Gary turned, swinging himself around the doorframe.

“You find any girly stuff in there? Like shampoo or tampons?”

“Yeah, but Edward’s a slut. He sleeps with girls all the time.” 

“Well, do you see anything she’d use?”

“No, the shit’s dirt cheap. Alice liked expensive things,” Gary answered.

Jimmy nodded to him, turning back to his search.

He walked to a dresser, pulling open drawers and digging through mounds of Aquaberry, Ariat, and Prada. Jimmy closed those drawers, reaching for one in the middle pulling it open, and digging around before he grabbed something small. 

Retracting his hand, Jimmy felt his heart stop. 

“Guys- you better come see this shit,” Jimmy called over his shoulder. 

Quickly two pairs of footsteps rushed over, the tall cousins looming over his shoulder.

“Wh- oh my god-” Pete gasped.

“No way, he’s a fucking cokehead?” Gary spoke in awe, an open-mouthed smile on his face, “That explains all the bloody tissues I found in the trash,”

“We should go,” Jimmy said.

“Come on. You wanna try some?” Gary elbowed.

“That’s not funny, Gary,” Pete scolded, “we needa leave.”

“Don’t have to ask me twice,’ Jimmy grimaced as he tossed the small bag of cocaine back in the drawer and slammed it shut.

The group wasted no time scrambling out of the prefect's dorms, running back to safety at the parking lot.

“What do we do?..” Pete asked warily.

“We don’t say shit,” Jimmy snapped.

[missallsundayyy]

Bandit and A School Girl

For today's fic its gon be bout my BIGGEST crush EVER. CHROLLO FUCKING LUCILFER. So I actually wrote more for this fic I think this is part 5 or sumn but I decide that this is my favourite part to post on this blog so here u go. Something bout Chrollo being a sugar fucking daddy turns me on so hard ON GOD. YES Im a Chrollo Stan and I'll always be ~~~ I actually have this fit posted somewhere as well and IF you guys want more parts just tell me & I'll post it here. Oh and also I don't really write with OC's I guess its just my preference I would usually come out with my own name but in this case I am borrowing a haracter from Seven Deadly Sins......Elizabeth Liones simply because she's the perfect character to portray my fic vision.

"I know that stare and look. Don't. There's something wrong about her. Elizabeth is one of the hottest girls on our campus but boys that goes on a date with her never want to talk to her or even look at her again. Despite that.......she's very smart and also one of the top students here." a boy her age said to Chrollo while he was waiting for Elizabeth to end her class.

He found this interesting, he was getting to know more about her without her telling him. He had already seen first hand that she can be erratic but this was from another pov of the girl.

"Do you think I'm compatible with her then?" Chrollo's demeanor changed to one of those cheeky school boys that had a crush on a ridiculously pretty highschool girl. The brown haired boy laughed and scratched his head "You look much older than Elizabeth and you're probably not from this school. Judging by your appearance and body posture, you're probably a very determined person and also a confident man." the random guy briefly summarised him. Chrollo laughed "Your observation explanations must be a mandatory skill here I guess" he said .

"To be honest, most of us are just trying. God seemed to gift some students here with high IQ and abilities to absorb every knowledge given to them in a heartbeat and Elizabeth is one of them. I'm quite jealous" he joked. "Well don't say I didn't warn you, Elizabeth is very attractive but she's suspicious at the same time and I don't mean it in a good way" Chrollo nodded at the guy's departure with a smile before returning his gaze to Elizabeth "You might be a serpent in disguise " he mentally thought.

"You're not some ordinary guy with a crush yourself" the random student muttered to himself, looking back to Chrollo giving him one last suspicious glance.

Chrollo of course felt the hostile glance, he might be just trying to pursue someone he likes but he will never let his guard down, He smiled to himself

"Elite school indeed."

TIME SKIP

"You know you didn't have to fetch me from class, my dorm is on this campus." Elizabeth said sweetly to Chrollo.

They were walking towards the campus café. "Well there's nothing wrong about wanting to see the girl I like isn't it" he flirted playfully. To anyone that knew Chrollo will find his current behaviour mystifying, he never showed such emotions with anyone but was able to with Elizabeth.

"If you like me so much why don't we go on dates like girlfriend and boyfriends" she joked cutely. He smiled at her not so subtle hint. "If you want me to take you on date you should have just asked. I would love nothing more to go out with you, afterall how can I turn down such a request when a young attractive schoolgirl wants to go out with an old man like me" he teased and Elizabeth burst out laughing. "Oh! so you agree I'm an old man then" he raised his brows down at her. She shook her head still laughing, "You know I don't think that way and I think you're a very very handsome man Chrollo" she said shyly, her face tinted with a slight blush.

"Do you like this school Elizabeth? Are you enjoying yourself?'' They sat down on a bench on the campus grounds and Elizabeth leaned on Chrollo's shoulder. "Oh god that was such a long lecture, I am mentally tired" she whined softly but continued "I love studying in this school but I know and feel there's more that I can learn. It's not enough for me here." she said whilst playing with the sleeves of his buttoned up shirt.

He looked so handsome Elizabeth felt like jumping onto him right now. She was zoning out on him , her mind went dirty and she suddenly had a brilliant idea, thrilling if she would say so herself.

"I want to show you something, Chrollo! Come!"

She abruptly stood up and took his hand and dragged him with her towards the campus. Chrollo smiled, she was tiredly whining one second and dragging him around the next.

Elizabeth dragged Chrollo into her Constitutional classroom that was now empty.

"I hate this class the most, it's repetitive and the hours are ridiculous" Elizabeth complained.

Chrollo took the classroom layout into mind "So you want me to burn this class for you my dear?" he asked seriously. Elizabeth turned to him and laughed at his words "You're funny you know that, we're not here for public vandalism" she said softly walking towards him innocently.

Elizabeth grabbed Chrollo's collar and kissed him roughly. His hands instantly grabbed her waists and her small hands roamed and slowly crept its way under his white shirt. Her palms greedily roamed his hard abs, even if she didn't have a view of him, touching him made her see his glory in her mind. She had already memorized him mentally and there is no way she could forget. Her lips left his and she planted small kisses down his throat and her tongue gilded back up teasingly against his Adam's apple. Her lips planted small kisses and she went towards his right right ear.

"We're here so I can suck you off"

She whispered and her right hand palmed his hardening cock through his pants, her voice filled with lust she couldn't contain herself, everytime she thought of him in class she got so god damn fucking wet. Just by the thought of him. He grunt at her vulgar words, he became harder just by her words. "You're very naughty Elizabeth, the classroom is not locked. What if a lecturer comes in then?" he was struggling to finish his sentence because her hand movements were getting too much for him. "Then I'll be in trouble danchou......" moaned in his ear. That was the last straw for him. He grabbed her silver hair roughly and yanked her down in front of his crotch.

"You better stop talking like that and put me in that sweet mouth of yours." he growled at her. Elizabeth giggled at his request, her small hands hurriedly fumble with his pants and in a second she had him down her throat. "fuckkkkk..el..elizabet..th yo..you're such a good fucking girl" he moaned and encouraged her actions. His fingers run through her silky smooth hair, appreciating her feminine features greatly. The look she gave sucking his cock like that, the lewd sounds from her doing the deed. The sloppy wet sound echoing throughout her classroom accompanied by her soft moans of enjoyment made him want to stop her and ram her against one of these school desks. He decided against the idea because he loved how determined the sexy young girl was in giving him pleasure like this. Her head bobbed up and down, coating his very large member with her saliva, it was as if she was in her own world.

Elizabeth was truly enjoying what she was doing, she didn't feel forced or obligated to suck him, doing this felt like an honour and she was going to show him that nobody was as good as her. "mhhmmm....." she took his cock out of her mouth with a soft 'plop' sound and licked viciously bottom to top "you're so fuc..mmmm..king big Chrollo, can...have this in my mouth everyddayy??..." he almost came to her dirty talks. "This will be...uhh..the only fucking...cock in that pretty mouth of yours Elizabeth.." she nodded at his words, giving herself 100% to him.

"You're the only one that I will pleasure, no other man will feel my lips, mouth, body but you..." she said, locking her eyes with his. The eye contact was a promise for the both of them, no one will ever touch them in such a way. "Good...show me how good you are for me and make me cum Elizabeth." he said yanking her head roughly making her take him wholly once again.

"mmmmhhh!" the soft noises she was making and the view of her body on her knees with her skirt riding up her thighs flashing him a generous amount of her thick and soft thighs.

Her tongue licked the tip of his head in a teasing manner before roughly sucking his cock again. His large hands had her hair in a ponytail "yes...yes fuck that cock with your mouth.." he urged her, he was almost there and it took Elizabeth to withdraw his cock from her mouth and spitting on it seductively before taking him all the way down again.

"shit! ah..... fucck! fuck Elizabeth!" he grunted and release his seed into her pretty mouth and he made sure to empty everything he got into her mouth. He still had a tight grip on her hair and she was moaning at his orgasm, it was such a godly sight for her.

"mmmmmm that's so much cum down my throat Chrollo.." her voice was soft and innocent, she could feel how sore her throat was becoming. He let go of her hair and closed his eyes, processing the euphoric feeling he just felt because of her efforts. "How many boys have you practiced on, the way your mouth worked was wonders" he complimented her. She giggled and stood up "Well I have dated a few boys in this campus and i have done things occasionally with them."

He had already adjusted himself and his pants was back on, he then remembered what the guy said to him when he was waiting for Elizabeth just now. "You've had boyfriends before you, I don't like it. Shall I kill your past lovers?" he said bluntly. Elizabeth laughed, he could be so cute yet so horrific at the same time

"All the boys in this campus combined could never be as handsome as you" she said.

"Take me to my room and lets have fun" she said innocently but already was walking out of the classroom. He laughed and trailed behind her shaking his head.

"Anything you want Elizabeth"

[itsashithead]

An important thing ive finally put in words:

Ive just... shut off from everyone lately. Its always the same shit.

Im cutting? "Please dont."

Im going through something? "Everyone has their problems."

My PTSD is fucking with me? "Everyone has a rough past, and theyre all fine."

I wanna just end it? "Youre not special. My friends and i go through worse than you and we're still here."

Im not eating? "You should eat."

Like... i dont wanna hear all that! I dont wanna be pushed aside like that! Listen to me, im screaming! This kinda shit is what led me to just give up and slice my body up if i want to, or whatever. Ive made a friend with the darkness.

Now, i dont want to get better.

Maybe because no one thinks im important to be kept alive anyway.

I dont want to get attention, i want to be loved.

I want someone to call me up outta the blue. I want someone START a conversation for once. I want someone see a meme or a poem and send it to me because it reminded them of me. But NO. im just not that important to anyone!

In fact, im so unimportant, that no one even opens up to me anymore either! So not only do i get ALL the WRONG responses to me wanting support, but now im the only onw in the friendship with visible problems, because everyone's hiding it! No one talks abt their problems with me! Why? Im not nosey, but im opening up to you, please dont make me feel crazy, when im just being human. God.

I dont get ONE suprising message, not a phone call, not a shoutout, no one ever have crushes on me, no one talks well about me, nothing!

And no, i dont want everything evolving around me. Not at all, i make sure that its the OPPOSITE happening in every conversation i have, and thats when i realise just how... no one cares about me.

Im never THAT friend for someone. Im never the 1st friend that someone gushes to about something cool that happened to them. Im never that 'idk what id do without you' friend. I'm never the 1st, 2nd, 3rd or even last! I put out SO MUCH in every friendship i have, i put my everything in it, and i just never see my worth! I never see any indication that yes, this person likes me. This person cares for me. No. Never.

And yah, people might be busy with life, but i am too! I lock myself in bathrooms to talk to the woman i love. I stay up until 3 am in case she needs someone to talk to. I sneak and hide to talk to others, from my parents, just to give them the time of day. But it only happens when i call or message ofc!

Show me that im worthy.

That im important.

That you care.

Because honestly, as someone with crippling anxiety, i need constant reassurance that people like me. And i dont even ask for that! Every day, for hours upon hours, im beating myself up over a text i sent, or sumn i said, or a pic i posted, or my past. I just never get a break! And just ONE person to, see that im making an effort to stay breathing in this world would mean a lot.

Please just dont make me feel any more useless, hated, ridiculed, worthless and stupid, than i already do.