#everything is making me more and more pissed off and i cant handle it anymore when will shit just stop randomly fucking me over

[nexus-nebulae]

everythings fucking going wrong for me tonight so if anyone is willing to just. help us Not feel like fucking shit. that might work idk

[thedeluluwriter]

Wrote my first fic in a while… it is stray kids(the kpop group for muggles who don’t know XD)… it is very intense… even i was sweating so please read at your own risk.

‼️ TW: threesome ,wax play, overstimulation

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The only thing that would make chan leave the studio is the sound of you fucking someone else.

He was working late one night cleaning up a track when he heard his phone ringing. Looking over he saw it was a call from you. “aww shes worried about me.” When he answers your call, all that he hears on the other line is the sound of your voice. Breathless and begging. “Please! Felix I cant- youre gonna make me-“ he heard the sounds of yours and felix’s bodies colliding. He could hear how wet you were for his mate. Your screams. Chan stopped everything he was doing and left the studio so fast he almost got whiplash. On his way back to the flat he kept the call going. He felt so jealous that felix was able to have you but he couldn’t. His dick was throbbing so much it was starting to hurt. Your begging had him breaking traffic laws. He needed to get to you. When he finally parked in the driveway, he sprinted to Felix’s room. The door was already open. They knew you would run over. Evil. He would enjoy punishing you both.

You were on top of Felix, your waist moving back and forth, your tits in his tiny hands spilling through his fingers. Chan was overstimulated. The sounds you were making on the phone were one thing but now seeing you riding his friend with your head thrown back whimpering- he’d had enough.

You had no idea Chan was in the room. All you knew was the feeling of Felix’s length and seed inside you. The room smelled like sex, and it was intoxicating. You came four times already and while you were on your way to you fifth release of the night you were pulled off felix. “You thought you could call me and I wouldn’t come running to you? Didn’t I say you weren’t allowed to cum until after the album dropped?” Your stomach dropped. When did Chris get here?! You didn’t remember calling him. All you did was give Felix your phone when he said he wanted to make a movie. Oh god…Felix called him…but when?! Was it while he was eating you out? Or maybe it was when he had you in doggystyle and you were begging him to let you cum.

“Kneel” that was all he said, and you didn’t have to look at him to know he was pissed. He told you that when teasers for rockstar started, you weren’t allowed to cum until the album released. He wanted to tease you like he did STAY. He thought it was fun, but you couldn’t handle it anymore. You saw Felix come out of his room sweating and breathless after practicing choreo on his own for an hour and you dragged him back to his room. You were so sexually frustrated that just sucking him off made your clit jump with excitement.

“I said kneel.” The growl that came from him had you obeying so fast. You could feel the leftovers of Lix’s cum running down your leg as you kneeled in front of Chris. When you got to the floor, you were eye level with his hard on. You looked up at him and the grin on his face made your stomach twist. “Take it out princess” you obeyed. Chris was wearing his usual black sweats. The tent in them prominent and twitching. You wanted nothing more than to taste him, have him inside in any way he could come up with.

“Felix get the candles from my room.” Even though your back was to him, you could hear how quickly he moved off the bed. As you watched him run past you, Chris grabbed you by the chin and made you look up at him. “Eyes on me baby. Now take it out” you didn’t hesitate any longer and yanked his pants down with his boxers. You were immediately greeted by his dick hard and dripping with precum. You were so close it was just barely touching your lips. You unconsciously leaned forward and felt hands in your hair pulling you back. “I didn’t say you could taste yet.” Oh this was going to kill you. “just look at me” you forced yourself to drag your eyes away from the single drop of precum that was threatening to fall on your lips and looked up at the man that held you in place. It was like you could feel the hunger behind his eyes as he looked down at you. Felix walked back in with two red candles and a lighter. His excitement very visible as he came in dick solid and jumping. He set the candles on the counter and lit them both.

“Lix, sit on the bed, hands behind your back. Don’t you dare touch yourself” You were stunned. You’ve never had another person in the room when you were with Chris. He moved your head so you were back to staring at his dick again. “Open” you enthusiastically obeyed his command and kept eye contact with him as he slowly dragged the tip of his length down your tongue. You could see his struggle to control himself. You knew how bad he wanted to fuck your throat. You wanted him to be rough with you so you decided in that moment that you were going to be a brat.

Fuck.

That’s the only thing he could think about as you took him in fully. He’d told you that you weren’t allowed to cum until the newest drop for his own sanity, but little did you know, he was torturing himself as well. He would watch you leave a room and he’d get hard just by seeing your hips sway. Whenever you leaned over and he’d catch glimpse of your cleavage he could feel himself twitch in his pants. While you weren’t allowed to cum, he’s been getting himself off to everything about you. He was expecting you to be a good girl for him tonight, but you made it clear that wasn’t happening, and he was ready to punish you accordingly. Chris looked up at Felix and noticed his eyes were trained on you. He enjoyed seeing Felix struggle. Not being able to touch himself as you sucked him off. You moaned as you pulled back and ran your tongue up the tip and that’s when his body gave up on holding back. He felt himself go rigid and forced your head down his length. You had his thighs in a death grip, he could hear your surprise as streams of cum went down your throat.

“You better swallow every drop” Chris pulled your head away from him fully to see your face. He noticed your effort to swallow but he knew it was too much for you and a small stream of cum leaked from the corner of your mouth. “What did I say? Hm?” He could drown in your mouth all night if he let himself, but he had candles burning for you and his little sunshine who was now squirming on the bed just waiting to be touched. Chris could bet all his money that if you breathed near Felix right now, he would burst.

“Sit on the bed next to felix, princess” You stood from your spot on the floor and moved to the bed taking the same pose as Felix. Sitting at the edge with your hands behind your back. However you were in better condition than Felix was. You didn’t notice when you were walking to the bed, but now that you were sitting next to him you could see him shaking. He had only came twice when it was just the two of you and you knew he needed to cum again but not being able to touch himself had driven him to full body tremors, but once you saw Chris pick up the candles you started shaking as well. “Lay down and close your eyes, both of you” Felix was breathing heavily at this point. You followed his orders and laid on your back. You could hear Chris walking up to you but you never felt him. You did feel Felix twitch next to you and you heard his whimpering. God you wanted to feel what he was feeling. You wanted to know if he had hot wax dripping down his body or if Chris was just toying with him. “Hyung, please I need it”

“how bad do you need it Boki?” You felt your clit jump again. A pool of your own wetness mixed in with what was left over from Felix was developing under your ass. You wanted to watch him with Felix but you knew there was a red candle burning and waiting for you. That’s when Felix let out a shriek. He was convulsing now. Chris was chuckling at how easily Felix broke. All he did lick him up, base to tip. There were streams of cum flying from Felix and you could feel droplets of it on your face and tits and stomach.You even opened your mouth hoping some would land inside. Chris thought you looked so good with Lix’s seed all over you desperate for some to end up on your tongue. He was so proud of his cute little cum slut that he took a picture to send to you later. Thats when you felt it.

Heat.

Scalding.

Dripping.

Heat.

Heat so intense your back arched off the bed, but the heat only stopped for a moment. You wished it would come back. You were so focused on the feeling of being covered in cum, you had forgotten about the candle. Then you felt it again, but this time, lower. Chris was dripping wax down your body starting from your sensitive nipples and ending at the apex of your belly button. There was no staying still. You were a complete mess covered in sweat cum and wax and you just wanted him to fuck you til the world ended. You were screaming in pain and pleasure at the feeling of hot wax drying on your skin and a set of hands roaming your body. Your nipples hardening in between fingers and being pulled felt like heaven, but with your eyes closed, you didnt know who was torturing your senses. Both Chris and Felix were working your body into fits, but neither was near your pussy, and that was the true purpose of this.

You needed something. Anything. Fingers, a tongue, one or both of their dicks. It didnt matter, You were desperate and so close to the edge, anything could make you tip over. Chris knew exactly what you needed, but he wasnt willing to give it to you so easily. Not yet. He wanted to watch you struggle. He loved the sight of you bucking your hips in need. This was your punishment. You didnt wait so he wouldnt give you what you wanted. He would tease and torture, but never fuck you.Chris silently instructed Felix to get onto the bed and turn your head to the side facing him while Chris got on his knees at the end of the bed right where your legs were spread open. “Open your mouth for Felix, baby” He said as he placed his hands right at the back of your knees and brought them to your chest. He held you in that position, and Felix shoved his length down your throat. Felix threw his head back and moaned, drowning in the feeling of your warm mouth around his cock. You loved worshiping his cock with your tongue and hollowing your cheeks to make it tighter for him. Felix was pushing your head closer and closer to his base till the tip of dick was at the back of your throat and his balls were slapping against your cheek. You relished in how rough he was being with you, but you needed more. Then Chris blew on your clit. You tried to buck your hips but he was holding you down by the back of your thighs with his arm. He dragged his tongue up your slit so slowly you cried out, but your begging was muffled by the cock making its home in your mouth. You needed more.

Two fingers entered you, and a tongue flicked your clit making you scream again. You heard him laugh “You should’ve waited’ He flicked your clit a second time. The stimulation making you whimper. You knew you were soaking wet. Your pussy was glistening in the low light of the room and Chris was ready to feast. His fingers were dripping with your juices as he pumped them in and out. He added a third finger and fully enclosed your clit in his mouth. Your reaction made his dick twitch in excitement. He would let Felix take care of that later. You pulled back from Felix’s dick and shrieked. Your hips were an uncontrollable beast, to the point that Felix had to move to the top of your head and keep your knees at your chest. With his new positioning his dick was now fully hard over your face. Precum and some saliva dripping on your lips and chin. You took his cock in your hand and started stroking him while he watched Chris eat you out. You could feel his tongue circling your clit and his fingers pumping in and out bringing you closer and closer to release.

Your body was in overdrive and your pussy was squeezing his fingers so tight he could barely move them anymore. You were so close. You couldn’t even focus on stroking Felix anymore. Your back came off the bed the tension in your stomach has built up to a peak. You couldnt take it. You felt the muscles in your pussy spasm around Chris’s fingers and you squirted all over his face. You couldn’t hear anything anymore. Your eyes were wide open, but you couldnt see. All you could do was feel. It was like your senses had short circuited completely. You felt Chris dip his tongue in your entrance and you squirted again. He was going to overstimulate your pussy until you couldn’t move.

“Chris- please I can’t take it”

“Yes you can, baby. You always do so well for me”

“Oh my-” a sharp inhale and then he pulled out his tongue and sucked harshly on your clit, grazing his teeth against the hood. You screamed again and unconsciously grabbed the back of his head pressing his face deeper in your wetness. You were going to break. You felt spurts of cum on your face and you knew Felix was jacking himself off to your release. Chris pulled away from your pussy and you looked down at him only to find he was standing and his cock was ready and at attention, but he wasn’t putting it in you. No, he was stroking himself to the sight in front of him with his phone in his free hand. The flash was on.

You were sprawled out on the bed covered in dried red wax from the candles and Felix’s seed on your stomach, tits, and face. “You did so well, my love.”

“Please Chris, I want you to fuck me”

“Awww thats not happening, baby girl. No, youre gonna take my cum like the good slut you are” He started stroking faster and you got up on your hands and knees just how he liked it, mouth wide open and tongue out ready to take his cum for the second time that night. You felt Lix’s hand on your ass, his thumb dangerously close to your opening. He spread your pussy lips open and thats when you felt him cum inside you. He just barely had the tip of his cock inside you and he was squirting more and more of his seed into you until you could feel some dripping down to your clit and then on the sheets. The shock of feeling just the tip of his dick in you was enough to make you cum again and then Chris finally finished in your mouth.

Your energy was so spent that your arms couldnt hold you up anymore. You put your face in the sheets and had your ass up in the air. Felix took the opportunity to slap his dick against your cum covered pussy and got up off of the bed. You heard two sets of steps walk away from you and a towel thrown on your back.

“Clean up, and join me in the shower when youre ready baby.” you heard chris say and felt a kiss on the top of your head. You had no more energy to even speak so you just hummed in acknowledgement and sat up to clean the cum off your face.

[imaginespazzi]

PART 11?!!!!!

- Nivi bby I’ve missed you dearly😪😪 The world is such a scary place rn, and I hope you know how loved you are!!

- Oh lovely! Let’s start out with stabbing my heart, then placing it on a new shiny platter🙄🤗

- Paige may be sad, but you can always count on her to preform on a basketball court 🔥🔥🔥

- OH BOOO BOOO BOOO WHORE ALERT… that wink better not have been to Mrs cunt wait no ms THAT BITCH AINT MARRIED NO MORE

- For real tho the seats being empty is a STAB to the heart I cannot handle this

- Paige and drew are so special to me

- Drew insisting they just need to call azzi, and Paige breaking I CANT THIS POOR GIRL😭😭

- “Suddenly she feels like she’s 23, playing her first WNBA game and instead of celebrating a solid debut, she’s sobbing in her little brother’s lap over the girl who had walked away” A CLIFF HATES TO SEE ME COMING GODDAMN

- OH DAMN HE PISSED. Lowkey ate with that tho… rlly built it up..

- Hey I’m not having fun anymore

- “I know what she deserves. I think I know what’s good for my daughter,” Azzi says steely and Paige feels something cold squeezing through her ribcage, “no soda Stephie. End of discussion.” OH HELL NAHHHH AZZI GIRL U KNOW I ADORE U BUT WHAT THE FUCK??? But also I get it but also WHAT THE FUCK

-this is sort of off topic, but Paige with stephie really has me thinking of the clip today after the Florida game of Paige saying hi to the bby (my baby fever is so bad rn)

- DAMN DREW YOURE HURTINF MY FEELINGS 😭😭 bro is just going off

- Istg he needs to stfu abt New York before someone over hears

- “Miss Buecks, you’re moving to New York?” OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK

- Hey so I’m typing nearest cliffs into maps as we speak!

- Here is my thing I totally get drew, and not having the whole story I’m partial with him on all of what he is saying, BUT GODDAMN poor azzi😭😭

- I will say tho everytime we get flashbacks tears form in my eyes for Paige.

- Anyways I always feel bad, because I don’t have any actual questions like some of your other anons just threats against my own life

- HOWEEVVERRRR so like can we get a quick little novella of a bunch of people’s reactions to their breakup (drew…Paige and azzis parents…. Nika….carol… IF NOT I GET IT, but I get why it wouldn’t be in the story, BUT I WANT IT SO BADLY… I love u and am thankful for everything your write either way…)

- okay question time like being serious… do you enjoy bringing me pain? BECAUSE NOT ONCE DID I ASK FOR ANY OF THIS ANGST???! I just wanted happiness

-even if I’m convinced you hate me rn you’re still my fav evil genius

With love-

🤩🤩🤩

- I missed you moreeee <3

- Her heart maybe in pieces but one thing about Paige Bueckers, she's gonna get that W

- We've gone from you jumping off a cliff to constantly being stabbed, the suicidal ideations are getting REAL

- I love your names for Olivia lmfao

- Nvm back to cliffs we go...oops? My bad?

- Listen I'm never judging baby fever considering that's what brought on this fic

- Honestly everyone has valid reasons for how they feel but no one went about things correctly, wether it's Drew, Paige or Azzi and I think that what makes the situation that terrible complication of complicated and heartbreaking.

-- Hmm we'll see if I can squeeze that in somewhere. Maybe I'll do a little headcanon post about everyone reactions.

-- Liiiiisten y'all fluff lovers got plenty of fluff; it's only fair I feed the angst people a little bit. Life is all about balance my loves.

[charmanderxerneas]

thinking about how i hated the ending of last kizuna

which sucks because i love the idea of “digimon adventure series but theyre older grown up now!”, and i liked literally everything EXCEPT for how they handled the main theme/plot.

(rant below, disclaimer: i watch the dub, dunno how different the plot is from the original/sub. also its been a hot sec since i watched it but it pissed me off so much i remember the main details dw. spoilers btw)

the theme in last kizuna fucking sucks. It’s all about like. letting things go as you grow up, which is fine, but they do it in the stupidest, most untrue way possible.

theyre trying to say that like. the digimon “die” (or at the very least disappear forever) as a digidestined grows up and “loses all their potential” because kids have more potential than adults

but that is just. straight up untrue? True, theres a whole idea about how kids have the potential to grow up to do anything. but its not like all your choices in life end when you hit 22 (i say this because thats around how old they are in the movie, early 20s 💀). You have the potential to: Learn new things/take college classes, get new jobs/pursue new careers, hell even smaller things like getting new hobbies or just. There’s so much potential in life for you to do things that make you happy. and I’d argue adults have more potential than kids, as they have more freedom and more of the ability to actively work towards change and work towards whatever potential they have (kids cant exactly pursue new careers or something like that)

And whats even stupider than the bad message is: they chose the two kids with THE MOST potential to kill of their digimon because of this stupid explanation. Think about it: Mimi has started a start up business, Izzy is already the president of a tech company, Joe is a doctor: most of the kids have careers now. But then they chose MATT AND TAI (Matt is in school still. Tai literally spends the whole movie not knowing what he wants to do with his life, he’s struggling in school and finding a meaningful career/what he wants to do with his life). And they say “oh those two have lost their potential so their digimon are disappearing” WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? THEY HAVE ALL THE POTENTIAL IN THE WORLD TAI LITERALLY DOESNT EVEN KNOW WHAT HE WANTS TO DO WITH HIS LIFE 😭😭

My personal theory is that the villain was wrong. She lost her digimon when she was like, a little kid still, and it was after a great achievement in her life. So she goes “oh, it must be because I lost all my potential :( “ and thats the explanation they go with for the entire movie. But it is like. Likely that shes wrong purely because that doesnt make any fucking sense 💀

I don’t know exactly what the true explanation is, but heres me taking a shot in the dark with a guess (which could be wrong): I think that its a metaphorical “destiny” death. Digimon never really die for real, we know this since theyre originally just a tamagotchi (which resets when it dies), and even though in the movie they say that theyre gone forever, the ending implies theyre not (and if the 02 ending is canon: then we KNOW theyre not since they were way older in that and still have their digimon). But I do think that like: its the death of their destiny duties. The whole god damn series these kids havent had a break from constantly having to save the world with digidestined madness. But its getting to a point where theres enough new digidestined to where: the older ones might not be needed to save the world anymore.

its a “death” from having to deal with the responsibility of the digital world and all the destiny shit that comes with it. And I think that if they seek out their digimon (who are implied to still be around based on the ending, also the villain definitely tried seeking out her digimon. while we don’t know fully what happened, its clear menoa lost sight of herself, perhaps her digimon got corrupted/dark digivolved into the eosmon we see throughout the film, since eosmon is DEFINITELY the evolution of morphomon.) If they do seek out their digimon without losing sight of themselves, i believe could still have a happy life together (as we see at the end of 02). Just without any of the holds to destiny they once had. Theyve lost their old responsibilities, and have new ones in their own, adult lives.

[pikawarrior]

Welcome back to reaper talks bitches, i just finished my first playthrough of Shadows Over Loathing and have already started on my second and

Oh.

My.

Gods.

I fucking love this game. I mean its made by the people who made of my favorite games ever, West of Loathing so yeah im gonna enjoy it.

But this, this is new, this limits me in sooo many different ways but also opens up the game in ways i couldnt have imagined

[Alot of spoiler filled ramblings of a mad man slightly broken by a weird time/dimension loop that are only vaguely understandable under the cut]

Okay first off, not picking you class right at the very very start is great weirdly enough, atleast for me.

It gave me time to see the world through the basic unfiltered lens of someone who has an idea whats to come cuz of me playing the previous game but also no clue as the game hasnt given me any story yet.

Literally, it starts off with you having a copy of LOOK magazine on your face. You also get to really choose your look or well hair situation mainly, you're a stick person hair and accessories are all you got and its early game soooo

But anygays, it doesnt give you story till thr bus ride and even then you dont know your class or if there will even be classes!

I choose pigskinner or whatever my head is running at a million miles per hour rn cuz this hyperfixation is really new and free so double the speed of thoughts

And yeah i could have tried something new especially since 2 out of my 3 wol saves were that game's pigskinner class (cow puncher(?)) But come on, i like my familiar class also i suck as magic/effect heavy builds outside of my spamming of stuff like bleed or on fire

But anygays, the uncursing stuff is super fun tho pretty confusing. Thankfully you cant mess them up to my knowledge, they really test you puzzle skilss and you remembering that most things in this game are interactable (very very important)

Also omg i love any chance to piss a narrator and there are some great ones, the main ones that i can remember rn is the one about you working at all these different places and even being employee of the month despite you either being super young or not born at that time. And the one about you digging wet globs of hair out of sinks, mainly at frat houses. Gross i know, but i fucking dug through every single spittoon in wol, nothing can stop me anymore

The narrator def regrets following this dumbass (me) around but they cant leave so HA

But back to the uncursing, the sickle curse was actually super scary. Like that scarecrow was after ME, not the person i was currently in the body of, no he was after ME, my character also nick come on buddy you dont take loans/favors from The Shadows, thats like rule #265, your ass deserved a lawnmowing.

Also wtf i got sent the lawnmower i made with a note that said "see you in 66 years" or something like that. Like HELLO???? WHICH BITCH GOT MY ADDRESS AND WHO WANTS A PIECE OF ME AND MY LAWNMOWER

Seriously the sickle curse was hands down the scariest part of a game ive played in years and ive somewhat play resident evil 7

Also gods i love the to do list, don't get me wrong i loved asking my companions for reminders but this is super convenient and go for when my companion cant you know, accompany me somewhere

Plus being able see everything together and whats a main quest vs a side quest helps. And making my own notes in game helps since i still havent gotta a notebook for my gaming notes yet

Also the whole thing with the mob was great, 10/10 i love being chaotic and getting paid the big bucks for it. Seriously its worth it and theres even some more pacifist options in those quest lines to. Im very much a nice person to my core despite my nature darkness and chaos, so being able to handle things nicely or well with limited blood shed is nice. Also helps with you, like me, tend to avoid battles you dont gotta fight. Its also a nice puzzle sometimes cuz i cant just shove like 9 different thing down my throat and kick ass. Its one potion and one food at a time.

The combat is definitely different but more in a "its harder to be able to wipe everyone out in seconds" then a "heres a whole new system to learn good luck"

In wol its stupidly easy atleast for me to become a lesser god and wipe out half the map basically even during early game. Tho thats mainly cuz of my past experience and cuz i was raised really good and weirdly so my skills work with this-

But in sol the fights are actually pretty tough, i found myself really rationing my items out even in late game but also heavily relying on them and effects

Which btw go fucking on items and stuff that cause effects like bleed and on fire, trust me its actually kinda necessary

Also the last(?) fight (and the optional golem fight) are like stupidly hard even with all tbr help (finale(?)) While the golem is apparently a push over yet also god number two idk im working on it, apparently they didnt play test it and honestly it kinda shows (neutral)

ALSP WTF IS THAT BITCH AT THE FUNAL LIKE HOKY HELL DO NOT BE AFIARD MY ASS THAT A BIBLICALLY ACCURATE ANGEL WITHOUT WINGS RIGHT THERE AND ITS ABOUT TO SEND ME TO HELL PERSONALLY

Also i fucking lost, i can go back but i decided to learn from my mistakes by starting fresh instead of fixing them after they've already been made

AND im gonna help more people, im gonna save those two kids from that monster that haunts their family, im gonna help rufus find my past/other self from the first game, IM GONNA HELP EVERYONE I CAN ESPECIALLY THE ONES I FAILED BEFORE

Reaps now signing off to work on MEP parts see yall in like another 6 months

[cyber-ii3]

today I'm mad at jace and Connor. Lately ive been reaching my wits end with them because i havent been liking the way they've been treating me, but i think i was pushed over the edge when Connor started being mean to my boyfriend. Earlier I asked Connor why he wasn’t including my boyfriend in our group calls and he was extremely rude by saying he didnt want him there and that he didnt want to talk to him. I thought they had a good relationship because they were having a good conversation at the party and my boyfriend thinks really highly of Connor so I felt really hurt when i realized that those feelings weren't reciprocated. I really wanted my friends to make an effort to be nice to my boyfriend but lately it feels like they've been shitting on him. Robert and Connor keep telling me my boyfriend is gay or is a twink and they keep making gay jokes about it but its making me uncomfortable. Every time i get mad they just laugh at me and its been really making me mad and sad for my poor boyfriend who has been trying really hard to be their friends. I really hate how they disrespect them like that and ive been expressing how irritated at Connor i am but jace is getting defensive. It makes me mad because they agree with everything Connor says, but when I insult Connor, jace gets mad at me. Its so hypocritical and I'm honestly just done and put up with their double standards. I also cant handle jace’s outbursts anymore. When theyre mad, they take it out on everyone around them, including me, and they never apologize for it. One day, I noticed jace was stressed at work so I asked how they were feeling and they told me to shut up and never ask them a stupid ass question like that ever again. It really hurt my feelings because I was really worried about them, and I know they were stressed but I didnt do anything to them. Even if they were stressed, they were treating their boyfriend kindly and even laughing with him. If you’re so stressed why can you offer connor a bit of kindness and not me? I thought we were suppose to be friends. Thats why I removed jace off of my spam. Im slowly trying to put distance between us because we still work together and I know its gonna be awkward but im just tired of feeling like I did something wrong or being used as a human punching bag. Even now, after I removed jace from my rant account, they immediately messaged me and they were angry. They accused me of venting about them when I wasnt. All I did was post that I didnt like how people were purposely trying to piss me off. The messages they sent made me feel extremely sad and guilty and i ended up ranting to my boyfriend about how sad I feel and I dont want to put that on him. Dealing with jace can be really exhausting and I hate how they put their boyfriends feelings first in front of everyone elses even if he started the fight. I overall just feel extremely sad that if its between me and connor, jace no longer sees me as a friend but as an enemy. Im more upset that jace always takes out their anger on me. They never snap at chloe or Mishi, its always me. I dont understand. Why is it always me that does something wrong? Is it because Jace knows I wont leave even if they hurt my feelings? Im tired of it. All I need is my boyfriend. I wish I could stay friends with mishi and chlo without having to talk to Jace. Im so upset that things turned out this way I even want to cry. I have feelings too. I cant just laugh everything off. I am especially hurt if you make fun of someone I love and care about so much. Im gonna take a break from instagram. 

[arttrampbelle]

Outside of nostalgia bait. What does mk11 really offer story and narrative wise that previous titles didn't already.

Reusing the same thing again and again. Ignoring their own lore. Even if the same game. Retconning retcons with a retcon. Writing themselves into a corner.

Mk11 adds nothing. Gains nothing. It has a net 0 of development.

Not even the things i like about the game could 100% save it for me. But i bought it with my own money. So im gonna run this game into the dirt till im absolutely sick of it or i basically unlock everything.

I mean its fun to play....if you ignore 90% of the story and skip the pre battle dialogue. Which honestly makes it tolerable.

10 and 9. They are better narrative wise. Not by much.

9 was actually good. If you take away raidens dumb moments,erase sindels obnoxious overpowering,and ignoring how shang tsungs fucking whole soul magic works and why he was cursed in the first place. (Legit you cant just tranfer soul magic like that without consequences. Especially from THAT man! Come on!) And my personal gripe is kung lao being killed but more so the way it was handled.

10 wasn't bad either. The revenants were interesting but the way they were handled sucked. But 10 felt like a mugan to me with half the roster i loved gone. It felt not worth playing thats what turned me off from mk for a while. However the gameplay was a blast and an absolute beast. Hella fun.

But fuck cageblade. Sorry. I will die on that hill. Sue me.

But again other than playing it for funsies,and ignoring most of the game outside of playing with friends. Which is what keeps me. It isn't worth much playing for story anymore.

Which is sad because mk i felt was so story driven. But its become a former shadow of itself. All because or corporate meddling. Which is also sad because i loved mortal kombats stories. But sadly they aren't as enjoyable.

Some koncepts aren't bad. The way they are handled is so piss poor tho. And is such juvenile writing that it makes me go.....I've seen some people on here do a better job then these supposed grown men game dev writers. Fr.

No offense. But i really wish some of y'all would be the writers. Not everyone. But some of yall. Because

Older titles while they have their own problems too,were more interesting narrative wise.

Gameplay wise it's always done good and gotten better. But storywise its been lacking. That's why people flock to other titles more.

Nrs is relying on nostalgia bait that movie makers do. And sadly people fall for it.

No im no exception. But at least i was honest why i got mk11 in the first place,which did come from a place of nostalgia. But even then sadly i feel some talent is wasted on a mediocre story. But im gonna tell people like it is. And the blunt honesty. Im not gonna fake to enjoy it 100% just to save face. I'd rather be honest with people. If that makes people mad. Oh well. Life goes on.

Mk hasn't been good from start to finish for me in a loooong time. Narrative wise.

And i doubt it will ever be. If boon and the other two current writers keeps writing the way they do.

However....at the end of the day....i still love playing. And i still love playing with friends and trying to have fun anyways. Despite the bullshit.

But im not gonna get mk12. Unless they ABSOLUTELY wow me. But i doubt they will. I dont want my money nor time wasted with another mk title. Until all the bells n whistles are added and im absolutely sure it will be worth it. Which im not having high hopes sadly.

Anyways. Im done rambling.

[astranne]

If memory serves right you mentioned professional gamer!xiao?

I hope i deliver! (Ofc hope ur day is going well and ur not shriveling up in the heat like i am)

PG(professional gamer)! Xiao would absolutely have THOUSANDS of fan

Most would be simps, but a good portion would be impressed by his speedrun skills, how well he handle jumpscares and doesn't interrupt dialogue? Helloooo??? Hand in marriage rn.

I cannot see him with facecam though, he probably though his facial expressions arent as good as other streamers who are more lively than him. I can see him being a casual gamer sometimes playing co-op shooters? A few peaceful games for his more younger audience if he has one

Onto his fandom...

I can see his fans being um.. feral? If he ever posted a picture of his face i can see him blowing up on every social media in mere hours, edits and everything being done. Hell, a picture of his shadow would make them lose it. But he would absolutely keep his fandom on a strict leash especially if hes aware of their ages. Im rolling off of ganyu's story quest, that he would be strict with his chat and have many mods to control their outrageous behavior. His fandom would probably would be the most well behaved out there.

But if he gets hate? Prayin for them. I hope they're okay. Passive aggressive threats 😰

His gaming style?

I can see him playing occasionally with Hu Tao or Childe, maybe in a horror game he doesn't know about

"You go first."

"Im not going first."

"Oh my god go first-" and it keeps going on like that for awhile till Xiao goes first and gets jumpscared envitably.

I dont see him actually screaming or getting scared? More like a huff and "you guys are dramatic" thing but on the rare occasion he is scared its just a swift movement of the mouse and maybe he hit his mic thats all. A few curse words thats it.

The games he would play?

I can see him playing multiple games, mostly small indie game devs from itch.io maybe a few big games but he likes giving credits to smaller game devs on steam and other websites but on occasion he posts a poll just in case his viewers get bored of his style :/

Another thing, he would absolutely have a day dedicated to having no mic or anything just him playing a game like Unpacking or Minecraft, or calm game like stardew maybe some soft copyright free music.

Charity events?

Bro raises thousands 💀 especially if theres a goal involved? Met the same day.

Now im back in my minecraft phase purely because the new update but The Warden being out gives me so many ideas about PG!Xiao.

Him coming across it the first time and freezing up, because the warden has a heartbeat effect that fades your screen in and out its literally so terrifying even if you know its there.

The clicking noises is horrendous, Xiao literally audibly saying "Hell no." As soon as he hears it literally SNIFF HIM OUT (it sniffed me before and i almost cried) and trying to escape, but pisses it off more and it uses That horrendously loud sonic screech to kill him because oh my god you cant tower away from it to escape and he stared in shock while chat spams F's in chat.

oh boy. THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN FOR BLESSING ME DEAR FISCHL ANON <33 sorry this took so long, but i had to stare a bit at this ask and got lazy answering for a time but psht

more brainrot under the cut hehe

yes, i did indeed talk about professional gamer!xiao and it has been on my mind during my finals :D (and i'm doing well, my body finally doesn't die that much anymore when going outside but i'm still a bit sick ew)

PG!xiao would be on a fame level similar to dream. and i stand by this. this man is fan service in person, of course he has millions of followers.

and yes, most would be simps, but then they would look closer and be like, damn this man actually knows what he's doing. this man is definition of speedrun, minecraft speed run? genshin speedrun? acnh speedrun? any kind of speedrun and you bet he did it.

hand in marriage, always. goddamn, he would get so many messages, and it's not only his fans, but also other gamers and influencers. xiao tries to ignore them, but he always gets blushy and flustered over it.

he first started without a face cam, and then had one, but with bad lightening. now that he's a bit more confident, he still has one, but sometimes it gets too much and he just,,, puts a paper over his cam or smth

this man slays in every game he touches. he just has the talent for gaming, you bet he's totally into valorant (maybe that's his professional part), cod, even fortnite (but he slowly started hating this game because of the random kids in it), but also grinding games like hayday or others. he totally has animal crossing new horizon and his island is just... perfection. he's a rich island owner and will spoil the shit out of his fellow islanders.

feral fans for xiao. yes. they see him as their god, too beautiful and skilled for this world. this man doesn't only have a model face but is also a very skilled gamer (professional gamer in valorant, wins in minecraft contests all the time, etc.) and his style... OH AND HIS HAIR. you bet it's his friends who thought eyeliner would make his eyes pop (goddamn he's just beautiful and gorgeous and-) you bet xiao has like the whole color palete just as eyeliners. and he slays in every color

xiao has an army of mods. most of them are older than him, which is why he chose them, and they are very strict with the rules. because yes, you have to keep his fans at a very, very, VERY tight lash. he literally trains them- they can be feral in his twitch chat, his comments, but as soon they are in other fandoms/chats/whatever, they must behave. and they do. nobody wants to be responsible for a disappointed xiao. he is very strict with his chat, but let's them have their 5 minutes (chat always breaks in those 5 minutes lmao)

xiao getting hate. first of all. WHO?! WHO IS HATING ON HIM?? probably another streamer wanting some drama for more fame. yeah, big mistake. xiao's fanbase cancelling the shit out of them. playing FBI and finding dirt and the reason why this streamer doesn't stream anymore. and this all in 6 hours. not even a day, 6 hours. xiao didn't even realize what his fans were doing, until a friend wrote him how twitter is blowing up.

xiao fanbase is now feared by all. streamers, gamers, influencers. the boogiemen of the internet. and xiao is their god. lmaoo-

him playing with childe and hu tao!!! yes pls. hu tao will always vote for horror games and she will search the internet for the best ones. childe just cackling in the background- fans love it.

xiao would play everything he gets his hands on. naturally the games as professional gamer, but also relaxing games. and he will totally play snake.io

this man is definition of indie game enjoyer and every smaller game dev will pray for their moment- the moment when xiao plays their game and rates it (xiao doesn't know the power he holds. he really doesn't)

viewers will never get bored of xiao, but it's still a big fear of his. his fans will love watching him doing anything- just breathing would be fine too and they will lose their mind. and their hearts melt when xiao is like, uhm yeah today i'm doing something new, so you won't get bored- HHHHHHH

and yes. once xiao does smth, he is dedicated to it and will do it, and nothing can stop him. 24hrs streams? he will play 24hrs, nothing can stop him. no mic day? that means no mic day.

charity events. okay listen. everyone knows xiao is big on charity. and if you wanna look good (as a famous person) you better give the man a few thousands. and his fans? they don't want to get outplayed by attention seeking bitches (that's what they always say, and this is why they always spare more than a few bucks)

also- minecraft. xiao is a minecraft kid, and he will always come back to his roots. this is why i think PG!xiao would be part of this dream/tommyinnit/snapnap/etc. group. not very often, but as soon the peeps say he joins- everyone freaks tf out. all their views go the hell up once xiao joins them, and you bet they want him as often as possible with them (jokes on them, xiao is an anxious little bean, he would rather rot in his room all alone instead of talking to people. his excuse is training for next tournaments lmao- and it works everytime)

xiao would die. and he did. wanna bet he screeched? it's the newest tiktok trend.

"okay, we doing good..." a few seconds pass.

"click. click. click."

"oh fuuuu-", is barely heard, more seconds of xiao muttering and running tf away.

"SREEEEECH."

"SCREEEEEEEEE-", xiao's screech was louder.

yeah- xiao would be trendsetter for tiktok trends and it's all his fans fault. yk those videos which show the videos to the sounds and go viral? since people don't know where thos sounds came from? yes, those. thanks to those, everybody knows it's xiao's screech.

GOD DAMN- PG!XIAO JUST HITS DIFFERENT- okay but, another thing. i'm not really into tournament valorant, but i know a group is slaying rather often there (or i think so??) anyways, xiao is part of said group. what would his chosen character be? cuz i see him as multi player, he slays in everyone he chooses. just as always. xiao just slaying.

[marvel-m-lee]

Bathroom Tears- Imagine

Thor finds y/n crying in the bathroom because of some bullies ruining her day. <3

I fudging love this, and got the idea from @ombeline_bmt on tiktok <3

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You couldn't handle it anymore, you weren't sure what to do and could feel the tears in your eyes. You just sat down and cried in the bathtub as freezing water soaked your muddy clothes, deep into your skin.

You couldn't focus on anything, tears mixing with the water. It was so unfair, you had tried so hard too, just to look nice. You thought it would change how they looked at you, but it didn't. No, instead. Instead you were here. In your bathroom, crying in the tub as the freezing water shot from the shower head.

The mud from your clothes began to sink into your skin, and you could feel the mud from your hair drip, grim. You felt disgusted, horrible, ugly. Everything became a blur as you sobbed into your knees.

"Lady Y/n? I mean you no harm but I am entering the room"

The door opened, though you barely even realised or heard it. The shower drowned out the thoughts, it drowned out everything, the good, the bad. It drowned out you.

"Oh, I don't believe that is how you shower? But it's been a while, and I am too a bit dirty"

Thor stepped in, sitting down opposite you, still wearing his clothes as the cold water fell on his head, soon flatterning the blond soaked with water.

He smiled as it felt refreshing on his skin, and gave out a little hum as so, closing his eyes as he imagined all his thoughts washing away.

He then looked back down to you, seeing you shake as you sobbed. He tilted his head like a puppy, with a sad face, and placed his hand on your shin, rubbing his thumb to try to calm you.

"Are you okay?..." he asked, quieter and less energetic, worried for you. Surprisingly, this out of everything caught your attention the most, as though the shower sounds had disappeared.

You gave a little hiccup, trying to slow spen your crying to talk. Thor became even more worried and sat on his knees to lean closer to you, rubbing your back as the water continued to spray on the two of you.

"I assume it's to do with the mud over your new outfit?" Thor asked, a calming voice filled the air. You nodded, still not looking up as you probably had some makeup running down your face, along with some muddy water.

"Don't worry, we can fix it. I am sure Stark would be able to wash it, and then Natasha or Loki and I could do your make up, though I cant promise i'll make you look like a princess. Honestly you don't even need makeup to do so-" Thor smilef at you, lifting your hair away from your face, only showing a small amount, but even so.

"You already look like one" you looked up slightly, a bright smile on his face, his clothes soaked with water and his hair dripping.

"Would you care to explain what happened?" He asked, sitting down again.

You looked down, embarrassed and upset by the situation. "I- I want out, and I wore the outfit because Steve and Stark said I should to- to show everyone my beauty, but when I got to school, everyone was looking at me and- and I guess the girls dodnt like that?" You said, Thor's heart broke as your voice cracked, on the edge of crying again and talking quickly to avoid it.

"They saw the opportunity and they pushed me down the hill- and it was all muddy so... so I just. I was covered with mud- and everyone began talking and pointing and I just couldn't-"

"Shh, its okay" Thor hushed you, embracing you, holding you close as you began to sob again.

"They were jealous, and rightfully so. You are beautiful, Stark and Rogers are correct" Th9r began to comfort you, rocking you.

"You showed off that beauty, and we are so proud of you. Those girls don't understand respect, nor deserve any after what they put you through." That last part he said with a little more aggression, obviously pissed off that those girls made you cry.

"Though, Lady Y/n, as much as the shower is a great place to cry, they do not deserve your tears" He leafed down to look at you, and lifted your head up to look at him.

"Come now, let us show them your beauty. I'm not great at make up but I am wonderful at getting mud and blood out of hair. We will find you a new outfit, one even better!" You couldn't help but smile at him, his optimism radiating.

He waved your tears, though it did very little, and turned to sit behind you in the shower. He grabbed the hair shampoo and conditioner, doing his hair as well as your own.

You loved Thor. So very much.

[happys-crazy-queen22]

I'm The Right One For You

Gif credit @spooky-cory.

Requested by @stellarosedutton. I hope you like it Thanks for the request.

"Rip, Rip, babe"? Snapping your fingers in front of Rips face. You were trying to talk to him about the kids but he seemed like he had something more interesting on his mind and in his sight.

"What"? Rip, huffed turning his head to look at you.

"Where are you right now? I'm talking about the kids and you're off in lala land".

"I have lots of shit on my mind. I cant be talking about the kids, right now". Rip grumbled and grabbed his beer off the table and walked out the door.

You chewed on the inside of your cheek as you watched the kids play with their uncles. You knew this job was hard on Rip but you thought it would be easier if you and the kids were there to help out.  But it just seemed to make things worse for Rip and you.

"You okay"? Lloyd came over and sat down in Rips spot.

"Yeah. I'm good".

"You know, ever since you and Rip got together. I could tell when you lie. It wasnt very often but when you did, you always said "I'm good". Not your normal bubbly self. So what's up"?

"I think, Beth Dutton has finally sunk her claws into Rip. She has been awfully flirty with him and he just shrugged it off at first but now I think they have something going on".

"Why do you think that"?

"He's distance. He never comes home at a descent hour nowadays. We havent had a conversation longer that "get to work". I'm starting to worry.  We havent had sex in months. We use to do it every night".

Lloyd couldnt hold in his laughter. "I'm very aware of that. We could hear you miles away. But dont think to much into it. He's just stressed and hes working to hard". Lloyd tried to reassure you but it didn't help.

"I know. But something is wrong and he wont talk to me". You sigh running your hand through your hair.

"You need some sleep. Why don't you take the kids and head to bed. We'll be quiet".

"Yeah. Thanks for the talk, Lloyd".

"Anytime, sugar". Lloyd sent you a wink as you grabbed up Carson, your 2 year old son and Neveah, your 3 year old daughter with Rip.

Carson was already asleep when you hit home, just a walk down the trial. Neveah was a little chatter box. Opening the door on the house, you got a not so suprising shock. Your suspicions were right. Quickly covering Neveahs eyes with your hand.

"You cheating fucking bastard". Your voice made Beth giggle and Rip freak when he saw you.

"Its not what it looks like". Rip tried to explain.

"Did you slip in shit and went dick first into Beth's pussy"? You asked sarcastically.

"Dont cuss in front of the kids".

"Oh so you can cheat on their mother in front of them. Because this right here will scar them for life before me saying dick and pussy will. You fucking asshole". You grabbed up Neveah and headed back to the bunkhouse.

You kicked the door open as Rip was behind you. Everyone got quiet as you came in.

"Did you all know"? You asked everyone staring at you.

"No". Lloyd looked at you then to Rip with a disappointing look.

"Can you watch them so I can cool off and figure out what to do? Because I'm not staying here". You handed Ryan Neveah and laid Carson down on the beside him.

"Yeah, no problem".

You started outside and grabbed a sledgehammer on your way out that leaned against the house.

"Y/N, what are you doing"? Kayce heard the ruckus and came running out of the main house. Rip didnt follow you. He was probably getting a ear full from Lloyd and the others. They seemed to care about you more than Rip did.

"Stay out of this Kayce". You growled, going up to Beth's car and smashing her back windshield.

"Oh fuck". Kayce exclaimed, his hands going to his hair.

You smashed in her side windows and then her windshield with ease. You were beyond pissed.

"No no no". Kayce went to waving his arms.

Then you went on to Rips truck, you climbed on to his hood and smashed his windshield.

"That's my truck". Kayce yelled his neck vein popping out as the moonlight hit him.

You looked in the truck, there wasn't two carseats for the kids. "Why didn't you tell me beforehand". You screamed back.

"What does no no no mean to you"? Kayce dramatically through up his arms.

"Sorry". You got down from the hood of the truck and walked over to Kayce, who was having a nervous breakdown over his windshield.

"Where's Rips truck"?

"At your house, I'm guessing. Damn it, Y/N. Why did you do that for"?

"I caught Beth fucking Rip in our house".

"Shit, I'm sorry. You can continue on her car if you want"? Kayce chuckled, he tried covering his crying as he went up to his truck. "I love this truck".

"I'll pay for the windshield. Well, Rip will".

"Yeah, okay". Kayce sniffled and turned around to you. "You wanna talk about it"?

"Nah. I'm okay. I saw it coming. It was just a matter of time. I just wish that Naveah hadn't seen it". You handed Kayce the sledgehammer.

"Oh no. I'm sorry. That sucks".

"Yeah, so I'm going to go get the kids and go home. Rip can fuck off. Sorry again about your windshield".

"You need help? Um carrying the kids"?

"Sure. Thanks". You slightly smiled and went to the bunkhouse. When you got in the kids were asleep. Rip was gone and the guys were quietly playing poker.

"Thanks for watching them. I appreciate it". You told Lloyd and the others as you scooped up Carson.

"Any time. We're sorry about you and Rip. We gave him a lashing.  He's sorry".

"Yeah, well. Fuck him. Thanks again".

Kayce and you started walking down to your house. The lights were out so you knew Rip wasnt home.

"You sure you want to stay here? You know, after what happened"? Kayce asked walking up the stairs, Naveahs arms wrapped around his neck.

"Shit. I didnt think of that. We'll just avoid the couch. Just put the kids in their beds". You chuckle as you opened the door. You averted your eyes and headed to Carsons room.  Laying him down gently and kissing his head, before stepping out. Kayce met you in the hall way.

"Before you go can you help me"?

"Sure. Anything".

"You want me to touch that"? Kayce gagged as you laughed. You wanted the couch out of the house.

"Just grab it and let's go".

"They were naked. Doing the nasty".

"I thought you were a country boy. Not afraid of anything. Not some wimp".

"You've seen Rip naked and shit. I havent. I dont want the mental picture and his DNA all over my hands".

"Quit whining. I didnt want to see your sister balls deep on my boyfriend but I did. You can handle a little Rip jizz". You say with a laugh as Kayce dropped his side on the ground quickly wiping his hands off on his jacket with a disgusting face.

"You alright there"?

"Peachy".

"You alright"? Kayce asked.

"Surprisingly well. I thought I couldn't live without Rip, but after catching him. I dont want anything to do with him. Every time I see his face my skin crawls". You say putting your end of the couch down and dusting off your hands.

"Want some coffee"? You asked Kayce.

"You want company"? He replied.

"Yeah, I wont be able to sleep so might as well stay up with you". You snicker as Kayce playfully nudged your arm.

"Gee, thanks. I'm so glad I can keep you company".

"Um, when did you know Beth was after Rip"? Kayce questioned when you set his cup down in front of him.

"Months ago. When we all went to the rodeo. I took the kids to the bathroom and when I came back she had her head and arm laying on him. He just shrugged her off when he saw me. So I knew something would happen or had already happened". You gulped down the steaming hot coffee in your mouth.

"I'm sorry. I know it's not my place to say it but you're better without him".

"What you mean"?

"I mean no disrespect but what does he exactly do for you and the kids? He's hardly ever home. I've never seen him take the kids riding or even play with them. The horse hands do more than he has since you been here. I just dont know what you saw in him". Kayce felt he was treading on thin ice when he said that.

"When I met him, he was drunk. He's funny when he's drunk. We started dating, had Neveah then Carson and everything after changed when we moved in with him. Like we're stepping on his toes or something. Now he doesn't talk to me. So I guess what I saw in him.... I'm not sure anymore".

"You're a single mom basically. Now you're a single woman. What are your plans"?

"I dont know. I guess I can move back to my old house. It hasn't sold yet. Put the kids in daycare and still work here. But then Rip wouldnt want that and I dont want to see Beth all over him. So I'll have to get another job".

"You're really going to leave"? Kayce acted crushed.

"There's nothing here for me".

"I'm here. The guys are here". Kayce licked his lips as he looked at your lips.

"They dont want a mother with two kids here, weighing them down. Especially you, you dont need that".

"What if I want that"? Kayce looked into your eyes.

"Kayce, stop".

"What? I know you feel this connection between us. It's been there". Kayce stepped closer to you. His hand reached for yours on the counter top.

"I just broke up with Rip. You really decided that this was the perfect time to confess your love for me". You nervous chuckle.

"There isn't a better time then now. I want you. I may not be the man Rip is but I'll take care of you and the kids. I'll treat them as my own. You can move in with me and smother me with your toys and love". Kayce grinned.

"They do have lots of toys". You say looking around the house.

"What about Rip and Beth"?

"They have each other. Why cant we be happy together"?

"I dont know, Kayce".

"We'll take it slow. How about this Saturday, we go on a date. The guys can watch the kids and we'll get to know each other. I'm funny without being drunk,  I have other great things about me. Plus I'm cute and you can't say no to this face". Kayce pointed to his face with a smirk.  

"Okay. I'll go on a date with you. I don't want to hurt the kids if they get attached and we dont make it".

"I understand. But I have a feeling we're going to make it. I even see a little Dutton in our future". Kayce pulled you close, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Is this you being funny or have you lost your mind"? You laugh, putting your hands on his chest.

"I'm just sure that we'll be together. We're going to have a great future together". Kayce leans in and captures your lips with his.

This all took you by surprise. You didnt know Kayce felt this way about you. But deep down you felt in your heart that this all happened for a reason and Kayce was meant for you. You just took a detour, a bumpy road and went off a cliff but was rescued by a cowboy named Kayce Dutton imagine that.

[under-the-cherrytree]

uhhh i don’t know how many characters per hc request is aloud but can i request teru , tsukasa , and mitsuba’s (separate) partner dying in their arms? (if it’s to many then just tsukasa and mitsuba, or if this request makes you uncomfortable in any way then you can just ignore it)

Tsukasa, Mitsuba, and Teru’s s/o dying in their arms headcanons❣︎

Warning: Death and description about it

A/n: I probably should have specified that in my rules-

You can request one to three, sorry for the confusion!

Sorry this came out so late… I was busier that I thought I would be yesterday...

Anyways… enjoy!

Tsukasa loves you so muchhhhhh!

He likes to take you on adventures through boundaries with him

When he’s in a boundary he never been in before, you will be there holding his hand as he leads the way

Unlike most of the boys, he wouldn’t mind if you were there with him when he was fighting another supernatural

He loves the praise and thanks he gets from you when he defeats them

Tsukasa believes in his strength and capability to beat his opponent

So it comes as a shock when he couldn’t stop the supernatural from attacking you

It happened in an instant

Not even enough time to call his Kokujoudai

He turned around to see you being impaled in the chest by the supernatural

What the hell was happening?

“Who the hell… DO YOU THINK YOU ARE-?!”

The spirit turned to see Tsukasa about to hit them but they vanished into thin air before he could attack

Once he realized the apparition what gone he rushed to your side

He kneeled down and picked up your dying body, letting your blood stain his cloths and hands

“GO GET SAKURA, OR NATSUHIKO, OR-OR AMANE! JUST GET SOMEBODY!” Tsukasa voice was cracking and his Kokujoudai vanished

His bangs was covering his eyes but you saw the tears trailing down his face

“Don’t worry… it’s going to be okay…”

You tried to bring your hand up to cup his cheek

When he saw your hand falling back down he was quick to grab it and place it to his check for you

Your blood from his hands rubbing onto yours

“Please… I don’t want you to go… you mean too much to me, please…”

He watched as the light slowly left your eyes

Gritting his teeth, he stayed with you until someone pried you out of his hands

He blamed himself.

No one but himself.

If he had never brought you, he would have never ended up losing you.

He started to get more violent and snap at his friends for no reason

“Tsukasa, how does this rumor sound-?”

“WHATEVER SAKURA, JUST GET OUT OF HERE!”

She flinched when he snapped at her and just decided to leave him alone for a while

He distanced himself from the group

People know he is going through a lot and that its not that safe to be with him when he's like this

Hanako was very concerned about his younger twin after hearing the news

He went to check on him to make sure he was okay

“Hey Tsukasa… how have you been?”

Tsukasa didn’t even look at him.

Just sat on his chair staring at the ground

“Well, if you ever want to talk you know where to find me…”

Hanako vanished leaving Tsukasa alone again

Had a lot of panic attacks by himself

He would be on his knees and just claw at his chest and cry in the other room

If someone asked about it he would just snap at them as well

He was too weak to beat the supernatural

He was too weak to dave you

When Mitsuba died he was forgotten by most people

He felt like he nether belonged in the human world or supernatural world

But when he’s with you he feels like he belongs

Like someone sees him

And when he has you that's all you could ever ask for

He barely remembers how this all started

All he remembered was that there was a supernatural and it wanted blood

He always thought he was weak

When in danger, he would joke around hiding behind you saying he was to cute to die

But if something every did try to attack you, he would instantly be at your side blocking the hit from hitting you

But he wasn’t able to block this hit

He ran to your side instantly

“LEAVE!” Mitsuba screamed tears running down his checks

The supernatural got forced out by hands through mirrors since it wasn’t his boundary

He focused on stopping the bleeding

“You-you cant go you stupid idiot! Getting h-hurt in battle, are you i-insane..?”

His voice was shaky as he stuttered

He tried to laugh it off as a joke

Saying you can’t die

You can't leave him

He needs you

“No… this is all a bad dream huh? You are going to be okay!”

His was raising his voice now trying to force his mind to believe the impossible

But you were out of his reach

Out of his protection as your life slipped away from you

Everything reminds him of you one way or another…

He sees pretty flowers, oh, that's a good picture. Pictures, he used to take pictures of you all the time…

He wouldn’t isolate himself from people

He would stay but he would quite

His eyes dull

Not being cocky in any way

Only speaking when spoken too

It was quite noticeable by all that this has affected him

Kou tires to encourage him as much as he could but that was quite hard

“I’m sorry Mitsuba... “

“I needed her in my life… I needed her with me… but I was weak. I am an idiot..!”

Tsukasa was right

He is weak

He’s a coward

He’s a blind fool that fell in love with someone who he couldn’t protect.

He always disliked supernaturals

Never once has he saw any good in them

And when he found out you had the ability to see supernaturals as well he was shocked

He would try to keep you as far away from any spirit

He didn’t trust them and would never want to see one hurt you

But unfortunately, that was hard in this situation

He was trying to slay the supernatural while protecting you

This was quite hard because you weren't an exorcist so he kept most of his attention on you

But he missed the supernatural piercings you

Teru, now pissed, killed it before it could cause any more harm to you

Once it was dead he rushed to your side picking you up in his arms

From the look of the wound he knew you weren’t going to make it...

“T-Teru… “

He knew he had to be strong

Be strong for you

He didn’t want the last thing for you to see what him grieving or yelling

He smiled gently and placed his forehead on yours and tears streamed down his face and onto your cheek

“Shhhhh, hey, it’s going to be okay. I love you so much… it will be over soon...”

He continued this until he felt your body become cold

That’s when he started to let out all his tears

He couldn’t hold a exorcist weapon without thinking about you

He hasn’t exorcised in a long time

All he thinks about is how he failed you

People at school will ask his how he is and how he is handling the death

He simply puts on a brave face

He will say that he prefers not to talk about it and they won’t push it anymore

He has always put on that brave smile when situations were bad

But now he was struggling to hold it

He cries at night looking at pictures of you on his phone

He has pictures of you hung up in his room

Since normal people don’t know about supernaturals, they just labled it as a unsolved murder

Teru was especially angered because he knows how you really died

It hurts him knowing that he failed someone so special to him

That he failed someone who he loved

[bcdwhcre]

this just a suggestion heheh so you don't have to feel that you need to do it 🥰🥰 scenario is jean and reader on and off relationship, the reader is insecure because jean's ex before the reader is so pretty and the reader doesn't feel like they don't deserve jean so for the last time they broke it off and jean being angry and not understanding the reader's point of view decided to make the reader jealous by having a fake relationship with the said ex, now the reader is very devastated, crying most of the time, not leaving the bed etc. connie and sasha were the ones comforting reader and one day both of them decided its enough and confronted jean, now jean felt guilty and all that jazz so reader and jean decided to talk and then boom back together and for good this time. I really cant handle angst on its own so i have to make it angst to fluff 😁😁

“Back & Forth,” Jean x Reader

Summary: having an on and off relationship with Jean because of your insecurities, when you decide to break it off a final time- he practically uses your insecurities to make you jealous.

Warnings: none, angst to fluff

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The relationship between you and Jean was never easy or smooth. There were a lot of rocky days and stable days, kinda like a roller coaster. Some days were really good and memorable to you and some days were just plain awful.

Every time you two would bicker, it would always lead to a much bigger argument and eventually a break up for a few days then poof, you’re back in his bed or he’s back in yours.

It was a repeated cycle for over a year and working beside him in the scouts didn’t make things easier on the both of you- in fact it added a lot more stress to the relationship that was barely hanging on by a thread.

You’ll admit that your insecurities and fears did play a massive role in the arguments. You were terrified of losing him, of him losing interest in you and going off to find someone better.

You hated yourself for thinking such thoughts but knowing who his ex was and how his ex looks- you were fully convinced that he had downgraded with you and is going to figure that out eventually and leave you.

Jean was pretty oblivious to your feelings and how insecure you were, mainly because you were too afraid to tell him and also because he was an idiot- he can’t figure things out even if it was right in front of his face.

So the arguments continued, the break ups and make ups continued for months until one of the days you both were more frustrated than usual. You can sense the anger dripping off him and radiating towards you that it kinda scared you a bit.

The argument was a small stupid one that led to him raising his voice at you and making you feel small. He was never the type to hurt your feelings or make you feel like shit during an argument, he usually just made smart ass remarks and then leave you be for a few days then come back.

But this time he was more angry with you to the point where he had startled you from shouting. You couldn’t tell where all the sudden anger came from and you truly felt as if it was all your fault for making him raise his voice.

You tried to hold back your tears and your emotions, you hated to be vulnerable in front of him and since he was pissed off and stomping around the room, you had just decided to grab some of your things you had in his bedroom.

“Where are you going?” He asked even though he knew, it was always the same toxic behavior between the both of you.

“I’m done this time, Jean. I’m not coming back.” You simply said, quickly walking out of his room before he could say anything.

The stabbing pain in his heart had instantly stunned him, making him stare at the bedroom door you walked out of and everything came rushing to his head. The realization had hit him pretty hard and all it did was feed into his anger, making it worse than before.

He couldn’t believe you would easily give up on the relationship you two have built for over a year, he felt as if you never really loved him and it only made him more upset and that resulted in him punching a hole into the wall.

A week had passed, you mainly stayed inside the room you had on the scouts base- you barely would leave. You wouldn’t go to training sessions, wouldn’t go on missions, wouldn’t do anything. All you did was lay in bed and cried, the overwhelming pain pinning you down on your bed, preventing you from moving.

But the one day you had decided to come out and grab something to eat before heading back to your room, Jean sat in the mess hall with his arm around someone’s shoulder. At first, you couldn’t make out who it was until they had turned their head- it was his ex.

“Hey, Y/N.” Connie had called out to you but you had stood there emotionless until Jean had turned to meet your gaze.

The way your heart had dropped all the way down to your stomach, your worst nightmare coming to life right in front of you. You were quick to turn around and head back to your room before the tears could slip from your eyes.

Jean had watched you walk away, he was hoping that the little jealousy plan he was doing was working in his favor. He had missed you way too much to the point where his dumb brain had tricked him into thinking that bringing his ex here could make you jealous and come back to him.

But of course men aren’t that entirely smart when it comes to dating.

Jean had no idea that you sat in your room crying and having the heavy amount of your insecurities weighing down on you. He couldn’t see the fact that you were hurting way more than he was and all you wanted was for him to grow up.

He watched Sasha and Connie follow after you, making sure to bring you a plate of food from today’s lunch, wanting to make sure you were okay and fed.

“Can we come in?” Sasha spoke on the other side of the door, making you quickly wipe the tears off your cheeks and unlock the door for them.

But when they both saw you, they could tell you were crying from how red your eyes were and the way your cheeks were flushed but they decided not to bring that up. Instead they walked inside and all three of you sat on your bed.

“Wanna talk about it?” She mumbled towards you, setting the plate down in your lap and you glanced down at it, not knowing what to really say.

“Is it Jean?” Connie chimed in, watching you play around with the food on your plate with a fork.

All three of you were pretty close so it was obvious for the both of them to know that it was Jean and the relationship you two had. They knew you were beating yourself up over it and they knew that the sight of Jean with the ex he swore he didn’t like anymore, was a lot for you to handle.

“I just don’t feel good enough when it comes to him. His ex is everything that I’m not and it’s obvious that I will never be enough or better than they are.” You managed to choke out, making Connie shake his head repeatedly.

“No, you’re better. They’re nothing compared to you, Y/N and if Jean can’t see that then he’s clearly an idiot.” He tried to reassure you but in the back of your mind, you were set on not being enough for him.

“I love him more than anything, it hurts to not have him here.”

They both stared at you and realized just how much you have been suffering up in your room on your own. They can tell just how much Jean meant to you and that only irritated them more to know he sat outside in the mess hall, acting as if you never existed or never mattered to him.

Sasha sighed, reaching over to embrace you in a hug and soon Connie had joined in. It had made you feel somewhat better, just to know you had people who cared about you but it didn’t help the fact that Jean wasn’t here comforting you like he should be.

“We’ll leave you to eat but I’m coming back later for dinner and you’re coming to eat with us, okay?” She told you, making you somewhat nod your head even though you weren’t sure if you’ll be able to even leave your room now that he was out there with his ex.

When they both left their room, they agreed to one another that Jean needed to be put in his place and Connie had even thought about punching him in the face even though he was also his best friend. They were both furious with him and the way he had made you feel and the way he had easily tried to move on with the ex you were insecure about.

Connie had managed to yank him away from his ex, dragging him in the hall where Sasha waited. The both of them giving him a intense look.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Connie spoke first, his eyebrows furrowed together and the skin on his face getting hot.

“What did I do?” Jean scoffed, looking between the both of them confused.

“You know what you did, why would you bring your ex here knowing Y/N is still upset over the breakup?”

“Since when was Y/N upset? They broke up with me.”

“Didn’t it cross your little brain on why they did all of that? Or are you too dumb to realize their feelings?” Connie was being a bit more harsh than usual but he cared about the both of you deeply, he knew he had to do something at least.

“Look, the only reason why everything happened the way they did is because Y/N feels very low and not enough, comparing themselves to your ex, convinced they can’t be enough for you.” Sasha sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

Jean had stood there, in shock almost as everything finally came to his head and everything had finally hit him like a ton of bricks. He hated himself for not seeing it sooner but having Sasha bring it up in a better way than Connie- it made him see all the signs that he didn’t see before.

He didn’t have any ounce of emotion or attraction towards his ex and the dumb decision he made to bring them here to make you jealous and come back to him, it made him feel even more stupid for making the wound in your heart bigger.

He didn’t know what to say to his two friends that stood in front of him, instead he dismissed himself and walked down the hallway towards your bedroom. He was racking his brain, trying to form the right words to say to you.

He didn’t want to screw things up with you, you meant everything to him and the way his heart raced inside of his chest as he stood outside your door. It had taken him a few minutes before bringing his fist up to knock on your door.

In your head, you were convinced that maybe it was Connie or Sasha returning back to your room like they said they were going to do earlier but when you opened up the door and moved your eyes up to meet Jean’s sad gaze, making your heart stop.

“What are you doing here?”

“Uh, can we talk? If not I can go.” He stuttered out, the nerves kicking in and the fear of being fear of being rejected.

At first it had crossed your mind to shut the door in his face because at the top of your head was the repeating image of him out in the mess hall with his ex but deep in your heart you had too much love for Jean and you couldn’t handle ignoring him and telling him to go.

Instead you had opened the door wider, letting him step inside and both sat on the small couch you had in your room. There was an awkward silence at first, after all that thinking on the way here he still didn’t know what to say to you to make things right.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you.” He started to say, his eyes trailing off and moving back to look down at you.

“It wasn’t my intention to make you leave that day and I really hate when we argue and break up all the time.” He sighed under his breath, his hand reaching back to scratch the back of his neck as he tried to form good enough sentences in his head before repeating them out loud.

“I don’t want us to continue to be toxic like that, you mean everything to me and I don’t want to lose you.”

“And what about you being with your ex?” You questioned, his sad eyes meeting yours and he simply shrugged his shoulders.

“I did it to make you jealous. It was a stupid idea because I felt like you were happier without me and I just wanted you to come back.” He admitted everything, the dumb plan to get you back failed miserably and now he was here trying to pick up your broken pieces again.

“You’re an idiot if you thought that was going to work.”

“I know I know, I couldn’t see that you were hurt. I never meant to try to replace you or make it seem like my ex is better because they’re not. You’re the only person I want to be with and the only person I’m in love with. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Y/N and I mean that.” Jean confessed the bottled up feelings he’s been having for a while now.

Sometimes he was just never good with confrontation or admitting how he feels but as he sat there in front of you, the heavy amount of guilt weighing down on him for making you feel upset and insecure about the ex he never liked or wanted in the first place.

“Jean..” You trailed off, you didn’t really know what to say because you were just as bad at confessing feelings and emotions. You didn’t want to admit the fact that you’re self conscious and not confident enough.

“I know that you don’t feel good enough or have any confidence in yourself but trust me when I say this, there is nobody else that makes me feel the way that you do. I wouldn’t trade you for the world.” He kept going, the rush of words slipping off his tongue with ease right when they came to his mind.

He would sit there and talk about you all day and all the little things he loved about you. He never wanted to lose you and he wished that he stopped himself from being so stupid and selfish months ago. He hated to think back on the arguments and how he let those stupid fights separate you and make you feel not enough for him.

“I don’t want to lose you.” He finished off his rambling, his large hands hesitating but eventually reaching over to grab a hold on yours and you let him.

The way your heart had felt heavy at the sight of his face and now all you felt was it flutter with such love for him. You never understood how you ended up having Jean, you never seen yourself one to be this deserving of good things but he made you feel the opposite, he made you feel worthy of good things.

“I’m sorry for leaving.” You finally apologized after being zoned out in your endless thoughts and he simply shook his head.

“No, I’m sorry for not listening to your insecurities and feelings sooner.” He sighed, his hand reaching up to caress your cheek while still feeling the intense amount of guilt hang on him.

All he ever wanted was for you to feel loved and wanted and he hoped he made you feel that way but he also couldn’t help the burden of not listening to your feelings even if you never mentioned them out loud, it was pretty easy to see when you were feeling low or upset and he never acknowledged it as much as he should have and for that, it really hurt him.

His thumb had stroked soft circles on your cheek, staring down at you with sad eyes but seeing the small smile on your face had made him a bit more happier. He squeezed your hand before leaning over to plant a few quick kisses to your lips before fully pressing them against yours. The kiss was slow and soft yet passionate and full of sparks, something you missed a little too much.

When he pulled back to look down at you fully, his fingers had moved back to tangle in your hair before you moved yourself to wrap your arms around him and embrace him in a tight hug. You had missed him everyday while you sat inside of this room alone and he had felt the same when he laid in his empty bed late at night.

You meant everything to him and now he would do anything to keep you happy and in place, no more small breakups and no more sadness- he just wanted you to feel good enough again.

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This took way longer than it needed to.

I’m sorry for the lag and the constant “sorry and ty for your patience” status. I was doing good until just recently when I experienced a loss in the family. even if it was just a family pet, she meant everything to me and has been around for more than a decade. Its been really fucking hard but I’m managing.

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[mollydollyjournals]

So I'm separated now. As opposed to married. Because the person I married I guess just doesnt exist anymore and what's there in their place is some stupid dishonest child.

That's been the case for a while. It's why I've been so stressed and upset. I'm sick of being abandoned. I'm sad that a good person turned so horrible. I'm making a big effort to stick with people who consistently support me and are actually nice and honest.

I've lost just about 20lbs since then. As of this morning it was 18lbs, but going by my current weight it might be more by tomorrow. But before that I gained a shit ton of weight. Since I was last properly active on here, I gained maybe 25lbs? So I still have a bit left before I even get back there. It's embarrassing and I hate it. I'm only just about to get back down to what was my 'highest weight ever.' Maybe by tomorrow. If not, probably in the next couple of days.

I'm just done. I dont give a shit what anyone else thinks or says they think about my body. All I know is what I think about it. And I think I want it smaller. I think whatever (x)hb does I will be happier this way.

I'm also still pissed off that I literally cant eat because of anxiety. I want to do stuff. Stuff that would burn so many calories I'd still lose weight. And I'd grow muscle, and be healthier, and have more energy. But instead I just cant handle solid food. I ate some actual food once in the past week and a half, which is not much for me. It was a small portion too. I'm going to try again tomorrow but I know I'm going to really struggle. I'm scared I might end up purging. I havent done that in so long and I dont want to go back to it.

My body is less disgusting to me the smaller it gets. I've never been underweight and my metabolism is really slow so I doubt I have to even worry about that. But on this side of things, it's easier now I'm not as big. I wish I could be happy with myself whatever my size. I wish I could just love my body regardless. But I cant.

So I'm going to keep going. Right now, I'm so hungry. I've been hungry for a while. I want to go downstairs and eat a particular food. But if I do I wont keep losing weight. Especially not if I'm trying to have something solid tomorrow, when I have company. I need to just go to sleep. It's late. I need to go to sleep and get up tomorrow and stay hungry until I get this meal so I'm at least empty for it.

Everything is so weird. Nothing is stable or safe. My whole life just got fucked up. All I can do is mould my body.

[milf-harrington]

this is going to be pure word vomit but i also have to get it out yknow but anyway i have this friend who my relationship is very weird with, as in they piss me off more than anyone else i know and theyre exhausting and i will go days without responding to them on purpose bc some evil thing in my brain likes to drag forward every bad feeling ever experienced in our 7 years of having known one another and clump it together until i block their number because just seeing their name makes me want to cry or break things but also half of the bad stuff thats happened between us has been my fault and my inability to handle things/handle things correctly in the past which i try not to blame myself for bc i doubt any 13 year old knows how to react when their friends try to cut themselves open at a sleepover with your parents steak knives but theres still times i could have been better when we were older but i guess the damage was done and it reached a point that by the time we were both in our last years of high school the status of our relationship was almost fondly referred to as "completely toxic" and we KNEW with the certainty of years worth of evidence that we're not good for eachother in large doses but god we know almost everything about eachother, there is no one else who knows those jokes or who was there at those sleepovers, who was on the other side of the screen or making faces in class or sleeping in my lap or awkwardly kissing my cheek that one week we dated, who got drunk on lemon cruisers and made pasta with me, who drove out to my house so we could eat bagels with chocate cream cheese in the front seat of their car so theres still this almost reluctant care for them despite the amount of times ive told them as plainly as possible that i wanted them to get the fuck out of my life but suddenly i went to message them about something only they would understand and messenger told me that they didnt have an account anymore, no facebook account or instagram account either, and their tumblr is gone too, and the part of me that always presses the block button is telling me to brush it off, that "at least there was no messy needlessly cruel goodbye this time" but the part of me that remembers having to put aristocats on after a scary movie and the loud laughter down an empty farm road while we yelled about "bushmen" cant help but worry that something has happened, that theyve gotten themselves trapped in something again, that theyre alone on the other side of the country with a boy ive never particularly liked or stuck back here with their parents that i know too much about and then the part of me that still feels a bittersweet protectiveness, that hung up on my sister in a restaurant because of stupid accusations, that always answered the phone years ago, that told them to put the knife away is so desparately hopeful that this is them healing, that maybe this is them trying to clear the slate completely and reinvent themselves the way we talked about sometimes but the other parts, the heavy sharp damp gross realistic parts are only worried and defeated, knowing that their phone number has been deleted for so long i dont even remember all of the numbers, only that at one point it was almost the exact same as mine except for the last digit, which was a 4 where theirs was a 3, so i cant even call them, cant even text to see if theyre okay if theyre safe and half of me is apathetic but the rest of me just wants to know with a kind of ache that stems from something a little deeper than nostalgia

[greatestwizardofthisage]

I made a playlist for Gorgug and put way too much thought into it please appreciate it

Boys Will Be Bugs by Cavetown

Freaks by Surf Curse

Be Alone by Paramore

The Stand by Mother Mother

Home by Cavetown

Pet Sematary by Ramones

Threshold by Sex Bob-Omb

Bit by Bit by Mother Mother

Hug All Ur Friends by Cavetown

Backflip by The Front Bottoms

Could Have Been Me by The Struts

Weightless by All Time Low

I Can’t Handle Change by Roar

Be Nice To Me by The Front Bottoms

If you want to listen to the playlist here you go

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6Hp20qAJqkPgKumLuQSkET?si=572ccd72871f468e

Also it turns out I had a lot of thoughts about this so if you want to read my reasoning for some of these songs you can do that but fair warning it's a mess

Home by Cavetown - Ok so this song gives me big Gorgug in the forest of the nightmare king vibes. ‘I’m a little sick right now but I swear// when I’m ready I will fly us out of here’ = ‘It’s Gorgug keep going’ vibes and then ‘sometimes I think I’m dead’ I mean that's pretty obvious, he had that whole issue of like ‘I died on my first day and now how do I know if my life is real’ and then lastly just ‘Get a load of this monster// he doesn't know how to communicate// his mind is in a different place// will everybody give him a little bit of space’ = he’s always had a difficult relationship with his rage, often feeling bad/embarrassed for those feelings, but ultimately they help him keep his friends safe so maybe it’s not all bad but like when he’s with the sphinx and has to face the fact that he isn't the smartest? that shit hurts (also big autistic vibes for that last bit, he likes to be alone and needs space to be able to deal with his emotions)

Pet sematary by Ramones - I don’t have as much to say about this just, the whole vibe is dying and being brought back against your will (and with the added context of the stephen king books it’s about being brought back not quite right...) so yeah big Gorgug vibes like maybe this is the kind of thing he’d write with Fig when he’s feeling angsty. (Also this is off topic but Gorgug low key gives me Joey Ramone vibes...)

Threshold by Sex Bob-Omb - Another song I can see him writing with Fig. Just like big Autistic vibes, kind of gives me like going into a rage to avoid autistic overstimulation and just being so pissed and just like brute forcing it. So yeah also just like the distortion? on the song feels like how everything sounds to me when I’m experiencing overstimulation so yeah just big autistic Gorgug vibes for this one. (Also fun drumming that I can see Gorgug using to just get all the excess energy out)

Hug All Ur Friends by Cavetown - I mean I feel like Gorgug is the kind if guy to just love SO fiercely but to not really know what to do with these feelings? Like he said in his introduction that he’s never really had friends and prefers to just be alone. So then to suddenly have loads of friends?? He would love the shit out them!! And he would absolutely give the best hugs!!! So fuck yeah 'hug all your friends and let them know you’re not letting go’ Also the ‘I cant breath anymore// I forgot how to walk on my own// I could do with a little more of your help’ like he's always been alone so he learned to live like that but now he has friends but friends come with doubts and insecurities because what if they don't really like him but like he’s realized he likes having friends and doesn't want to go back to being alone all the time and he can’t use his old coping mechanisms of pretending it’s fine so he's having to learn to reach out.

Backflip by The Front Bottoms - Mainly included for the first few lines ‘I don't see me mad at situations; I see me turn and walk away// I see a tattoo on my right thigh that I will probably regret one day// Yeah, I will probably regret one day// But now I'm happy to be bonding in a kitchen with my friends’ I mean is that not quintessential Gorgug?? Like when he’s getting frustrated with Telemaine Lomenelda and he just straight up walks away? And his tattoos from leviathan?? It just fits too well!!! 

Weightless by All Time Low - I just feel like once Digby and Wilma realise their songs aren't getting through to him they’d find him something like this? Like more his style, so like he comes home after a bad day and their just like “See it's like the song bud!! Maybe today wasn’t your day but it could still be your year!” and so when he has a rough day you can sometimes hear him just muttering to himself like “yeah maybe it WILL be my year” 

Be Nice To Me by The Front Bottoms - Honestly this boy takes so many hits for the team because like he has the most hit points so it makes sense, he can take it! But god it must get exhausting just being hit constantly just to be healed and then hit all over again, so yeah that opening like ‘I got boulders on my shoulders// Collar bones begin to crack// There is very little left of me and it's never coming back’ like yeah he can be healed but that doesnt make up for the emotional trauma of it all. (Also ‘Can we talk about this later?// Your voice is driving me insane// I try to write you poems, but the words they don't make sense// The hand tries to grip the pencil, but the fingers are too tense// I try to show emotion, but my eyes won't seem to wet’ is again just me projecting my autism onto him so yeah)

[glitxhwayventeen]

Lonely Together

Jihoon: Chapter 2 (Dark Side)

Characters: Jihoon x female reader

Genre/Warnings: multi-member au (different scenarios), werewolf au, fantasy, angst, fluff, potential blood mentions, genocide, runaways, health issue mentions, weapon mentions, panic attack description? (Though honestly it’s more of an anxiety attack), death mentions, child abandonment mentions. Any others will be put as warnings when future chapters are thought up/written.

Author’s Note: I recommend listening to Dark Side by R5. I thought the actual lyrics to the song gave off a solid vibe that I wanted to transfer to the start of this particular chapter.

Please remember that all of these chapters and the content within them are a work of fiction! They’re just for fun/entertainment!

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Chapter 2: Dark Side

When you woke up this morning, you had the sweet scent of Vanilla and honey hit your nose. It was warm and inviting and made you feel safe. You were glad, normally you’d never feel safe in the wild. The pack helped a lot with that issue. But when you woke up today, you noticed that you had woken up to a quiet house. Which was… strange to say the least. There was always some sort of ruckus going on downstairs in the early hours. So you figured you’d go investigate cautiously, in case something had happened. You grabbed your thigh garter belt with your knives attached before you quietly made your way down the stairs. You saw and heard no one. Nothing was wrong or out of place. Everyone was just… gone. But why?

“Boy, you come prepared don’t you?” A male voice said from the stairs, causing you to jolt back in surprise, automatically drawing your knife from its holster on sheer instinct, ready to release it at any given moment.

You relaxed and placed it back to your thigh as you realized it was just Jihoon, one of the less spoken wolves of the pack.

He was only a few inches taller than you, but you were still incredibly intimidated by him. You weren’t sure why all the others were terrified to piss him off, even the alphas, but you were never worried he’d get mad at you. Which was weird, you were always skeptical of everyone, it was just in your nature as a rogue wolf.

However, with him, it wasn’t horror that overtook your veins, it was nervousness. Like you had some sort of school girl crush on him and you were worried you’d mess something up in front of him and die from the embarrassment of it. But why? Why would you care what some rando wolf would think of you when you’d probably be leaving in a bit when your wounds were healed better?

“Jesus Jihoon! You know I could’ve killed you right? Didn’t your parents ever tell you not to fuck with a bitch with knives?” You huffed out in annoyance while slapping you hands over your face, praying that he hadn’t seen your cherry red cheeks yet.

Of course he had though. He never took his eyes off of you whenever you were in a room. You were just too zoned off to notice

“Uh no… Not really. Never had them so they didn’t teach me shit. Not that any of that matters. We both know you’d never hurt anyone if you could help it.” He shrugged, nudging past you to make his way to the fridge for a bite to eat with a small smile pasted on his glorious lips. God he annoyed you.

“You don’t know that. I always come prepared, I could be a serial killer for all any of you know” you cooly threw his way as you let your guard down slightly, for some reason trusting him enough to have a semi civilized conversation alone.

“Yeah yeah you’re a little vicious killer. Whatever you say kid” He laughed out, trying to keep his amusement in check at your quick replies.

You gritted your teeth, “Hey I am not a kid! I’m centuries old! MUCH older than you.” You smugly responded to his bitch ass nickname for you.

Jihoon looked you up and down for a second, making you a bit self conscious and spreading a heat down to your lower belly, “You don’t look older than me. Matter of fact, you look like the youngest one here. So I’m gonna keep calling you kid, kid.” He leaned in close to you and whispered seductively in your ear.

“Where- where is everyone?” You stuttered out, trying your best not to focus on the minimal contact Jihoon had made with your shoulder while brushing past you moments ago. Curse your dumb instincts. Why did you have to find him attractive? Couldn’t your wolf side ever just stay in check?

“The market? No, to Taeyong’s? Maybe it was to the river? I dont know by the time they left it didn’t seem like they even knew where they were going so I stopped listening.” He answered while taking a bit of an apple he had snagged from the fruit basket on the counter.

“W-why didn’t you go with them?” You questioned him as you tried your best to avoid his piercing gaze.

“Didn’t feel like third wheeling a bunch of mated coupled wolves.” He shrugged once more while sitting himself on the kitchen table you were next to, “Plus, someone needed to stay here and keep an eye on the house.”

“I would’ve been here.” You chimed in, as if he would’ve ever seriously left you alone.

Whether you were a Werewolf or not, he was NOT gonna leave you without some sort of safety net if he could help it. If he had it his way, you wouldn’t even go down to the market with the other mates when supplies were needed. He knew you could handle yourself as a fellow wolf, and he knew you were the best to go because you weren’t marked yet, but he was worried for you.

You definitely had people looking at you because of your different appearance. You were drop dead gorgeous to anyone with eyes, and that greatly concerned him every-time you went out shopping. He may have been more of a lone wolf, but he wanted to protect you at all cost, even if you didn’t realize that’s what he was doing yet.

“Doesn’t count. You’re a FANCY werewolf, remember?” He emphasized the word fancy in a condescending way that irked your nerves all the way to your core.

“We don’t know what you can do yet. Besides, you act like I’d actually want to go watch them make goo goo eyes at each other all day long. Seeing them cuddle and dry hump the whole time we’re doing something isn’t my idea of fun. I’d rather be here and enjoy the peace and quiet while I can.” He said as he tossed the remains of his apple in the garbage can in one swift motion.

“I can do everything you guys can and more!” You defended yourself, getting a bit frustrated at the younger wolf for doubting your abilities.

“Then prove it. Do something… super wolfy” he chuckled out, half jokingly and half seriously in what a normal person would recognize as a flirty manner.

He hadn’t had too many girlfriends. His experience with girls was limited compared to his brothers. So sticking to his sarcastic edgy tone was the only way he knew how to engage with you.

He was curious as to what your powers entailed anyways. They all were, none of them had met a wolf like you before. All the wolves they knew were modern, and the only seriously powerful wolf they knew was from a Chinese pack that had fled to their area who could communicate with heaven, hell, and the nether realms. They had heard stories that had been passed down for some generations about what wolves were like long ago, but none of it was confirmed because nearly all had been killed or died off. So they wanted to see if you could actually do all the things from the legends they heard about your people. For all they knew, you could fly.

You hesitated for a moment, trying your best to think of something, anything that you could do that would shut him up and prove your point. But everything you thought of required you to be much stronger than you currently were. None of the visible powers you had were working right now due to the small amount of silver still running through your system. Even if you were working at full strength and weren’t hurt, you had never been able to use your powers to their full extent do to something having been wrong with you since birth.

“… I- I cant.” You sighed in defeat while bringing your head down to look at your hands.

“Why not?” He wondered aloud, not even really meaning to tease you, he just let the innocent question slip from his lips without thinking.

“Because I got hurt and I have no way to get better! My entire pack is dead! Everyone I love is dead! I don’t have a mate! I need some sort of connection to the people around me to heal faster and I don’t have one anymore! I need one or the other to have my powers come back this quickly after such a traumatic incident and I have neither! I’m fucked up and I’ve been fucked up for a long time okay!” You snapped, your eyes now bleeding and turning emerald green from anger as you yelled at him.

Once you saw his confused and remorseful expression, you quickly closed your eyes and turned around to try and calm down. You didn’t mean to go after him like that, but you were already very worried about your own health not coming back and the taunting tone in his voice just made you break. You could feel the hurt in his heart. It made you want to cry, you didn’t mean to yell at him. You were just a very touchy person who had been asked about a very touchy subject.

“I- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get upset. I just- I’m concerned for myself and this conversation… well it made the concerns I already had skyrocket. But that’s not your fault. You would’ve had no way of knowing that. I apologize for getting mad at you over something so childish.” You earnestly said, trying your best to look him in the eyes without blushing from embarrassment.

He quickly moved his head down to look at his lap. He understood your pain. He could feel it everyday. You were his mate, he already did have a connection to you. He knew when you were sad or hurt or worried. He knew that you weren’t just in physical pain, but emotional pain as well. He wished he could take it all away from you so you never felt a negative feeling again. But he just couldn’t. Though, he was upset at himself for making it worse for you. Why did he always have to try and stir the pot? Couldn’t he just leave well enough alone? Couldn’t he just be cool around you and know when to stop?

“It’s okay. I… I understand what it’s like. To not have anyone I mean. I didn’t realize that you actually had to have those things in order to heal better though. With wolves now, we don’t necessarily have to have those things. I mean having them helps, but we get better eventually anyways as long as we get the wound cleaned properly. I didn’t know it was different for you...” He bit his lip as he continued, “But you know, our pack can be your pack, if you want anyway. There’s an opening for another ticking time bomb now that Chan’s found a mate. You’d be perfect for the job” he joked, though you could tell he was serious at the offer for you to join the pack.

“Yeah… how much does it pay an hour?” You played along, trying to lighten the mood from the tension you had made appear due to your little anger outburst.

You hurriedly propped yourself up on the table next to Jihoon, who gave you a small smile in return. It gave you goosebumps all over your skin. So you were thankful you had grabbed a large sweater the pack had given you before you went downstairs this morning.

You were given a bunch of them. They made you feel safe, and you loved the way they smelt. So when the other mates apologized and said they didn’t have many ‘girly clothing items’ to give you as getting clothing was sparse at the moment, you didn’t complain. You were perfectly content with your bigger clothing.

When you sat up on the table, you smelt the same scent of vanilla and honeysuckle that you nostrils had been absorbing from the clothing given to you…

“Not a lot.” Jihoon confessed, “we only offer housing, protection, and being around people who would do anything for you. But honestly, you could do a lot worse in terms of a career.” He bit his lip once more, the action drawing a small pur from your chest, which you tried to cover with a small cough. Of course he still caught the sound though. You weren’t even sure why looking at him made you that happy. The sound made Jihoon swoon, he loved that he already had such an impact on you.

“Of course there’s also some downside like with all jobs… like having to constantly break up fights, having a complete jackass for a mate, and well… you know… sharing bathrooms…” he trailed on, rubbing his neck while he attempted to make it seem like the middle part was casual.

“Wait! A complete WHAT for a WHO and WHERE was I???” You all but yell out in shock, making Jihoon wince.

He couldn’t tell if you were upset that he’d just burst it out like that. He honestly couldn’t even tell if you knew you were his mate or not. He didn’t know if you WANTED a mate or not. From what he knew of you, you usually stayed away from people unless you had to be around them. You told the others that staying alone is how you’d survived all these centuries. But Would you make an exception to your rules for survival to stay with him?

“Uh… yeah. A mate. That would- that would be me. I’m your mate…” He whispered, attempting as best as he could to regain control of his heartbeat that was now almost pounding out of his chest.

That’s when it all clicked in your head. Why they let you eat first with the mates, with the OTHER mates. You were one of them. It’s why they found you when you needed help, he must’ve felt you were in danger. It’s why you didn’t die that day even though your wounds would’ve been normally fatal even to you, because he was near you and never left your side. It’s why you weren’t scared of him like everyone else, you knew he’d never hurt you because he loved you. It’s why the pack always giggled anytime you and Jihoon would get near each other. It’s why the smell on your sweaters and his smell were so familiar, he gave them to you because you were his. You two were mates. It all made sense.

“We’re- we’re mates?” You reaffirmed out loud, but you started to feel dizzy. You weren’t sure what was happening.

Everything was going too fast, it felt like you were moving in slow motion but the entire world was spinning as fast as it could around you. The edges of your vision started becoming fuzzy and dark. You started to feel like you were going to pass out, but before you could fall flat on your face to the floor, Jihoon caught your fragile body in his arms.

“Yes. We are. I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you earlier, but I wanted to give you some time to adjust to being around normal people before I told you.” He assured you as he started moving towards the stairs, bringing you to his room and setting you down on his bed. He was incredibly worried for you, he could hear your heart rate slowing by the second.

“You might need to lay down. You don’t look well” he spoke softly as he held the back of one of his larger hands to your clammy forehead.

“Yeah… okay… rest… that makes sense… I’m sorry I- I just wasn’t expecting-” You tried to say as you start to give into the panicking darkness, not wanting to fight the urge to black out anymore.

“It’s okay. It’s a lot to take in. Just try and sleep okay?” He shushed you as he moved his blankets over your petite form, hesitant to touch you as he didn’t want to make matters worse. But his inner wolf was screaming at him to hold you and rock you to help you.

Everything you had heard about Jihoon told you he wasn’t someone who could have a relationship. All the others always talked about him wanting no one around him ever. They called him a grumpy old rogue wolf who miraculously got stuck in their pack. They said that He did things his own way. He did things alone. So did you.

“Jihoon, how the hell are we supposed to be together when we’re both lone wolves?” You whimpered out to him before everything went dark.

Another Author’s Note: alright so you guys know the drill. I wrote this close to midnight and I’m too tired to care about revising rn. So i shall look at it and fix any mistakes tomorrow when I get the time. Tomorrow I don’t think I’ll be praying more than once. Sorry, I’m working a doubt shift. But Wednesday I’m hoping to post three times! Here’s to hoping!

(Updated 9/6)