#god is dead and all that is left is B U F F K I N G E R

[critters-crap]

I colored him in and now I can't stop laughing!!!

I CAN'T STOP IMAGINING THAT HE INTENTIONALLY CHANGED HIS MODEL TO GO FROM TWINK TO THIS TO LOOK MORE INTIMIDATING BUT CAINE JUST THINKS HE'S HOT

[falu-red-dreams]

Jujutsu Kaisen movie

- wtf is slugging

- huh

- wth just happened

- DID HE JUST KILL THEM

- oh it’s the yuji room

- gojo 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

- mf thinks he’s L

- i saw a vid abt how jjk rlly drives home the fact that these r teenagers and how dark it ie that they’re fighting

- his uniform is white

- that’s interesting

- he gen looks like a 15 year old

- there’s only 3 students at jujutsu high.. damn

- BRO THEY IMMEDIATELY ATTACKED HIM

- GIRLIE GOT ENGAGED TO A CHILD

- OH MY GOD

- SHES DEAD

- WTH

- omg wth

- “i have a feeling this teachers the problem, not the students”

- maki is so emo 💀

- tsundere to the max

- he’s just leaving them to die

- SPECIAL GRADE????

- they got eaten 😭😭😭😭😭😭

- the kids r dying :((((

- she’s also been affected oh no :((((

- :((((

- he doesn’t want anyone to get hurt anymore :(((((((((

- girl ur selling him into a life of misery

- HE PUT ON THE RING

- HOMY SHIT

- RIKA?????

- jesus christ that alone is trauma

- nah wtf gojo cannot be left alone w children anymore like he’s the least responsible person out there.

- not the happy little kids scene 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

- wait did she get hit by the car on the same day as she gave the ring????

- “then we’ll be together forever” damn

- no curse more twisted than love

- feeling that.

- OH HE LEFT HIS ID

- oh he’s right why did she turn into a mega curse

- WHY DO THEY WANNA KILL YUTA TOO

- “no one’s allowed to take youth away from young people” except gege apparently

- katana :3

- PANDA: “do u like big boobs or small boobs”

- BROOOOOOOOOO

- not panda starting a romance situation

- tbf yuta’s curse would never let him date anyone tho

- yuta is joining inumaki on a curse thingy :)))

- “if u let her out again u and i both will be killed” BRO?

- ijichi 🥰

- ooooohhh curse fish group

- inumaki 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

- oh

- there’s another curse oh no oh no

- ITS A FUCKING HIGHER LEVEL

- i knew geto was gonna be here

- OH IT I S GETO

- he looks rlly evil here damn

- still hot

- bruhhhhh

- he’s a cult leader.

- oh he’s a fascist.

- jesus

- they’re gonna go for jjh

- OH

- the girlies are here 🥰🥰🥰🥰

- HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA geto’s so dramatic 😭😭😭😭

- he’s so unserious

- i had to relisten to it in the dub but geto’s VA in the dub sounds awful oh my god

- OH NOT THE EXES

- HAHAHAHAH YUTA IS SO SHOUNEN “🥺 i can’t listen to anyone insult my friends”

- omg nanami looks so young here?

- “GOD DAMN”

- a mf war

- damnnnnnnnn

- OH WE CUTTING STRAIGHT TO IT

- OH HE WANTS TO KILL YUTA AND FHEN ABSORB YUTA

- oh

- it’s just yuta and maki together at jjh

- AHHHHH SHE BLUSHED

- he left a veil

- but now it’s just yuta and maki here oh god

- ugh gojo is so hot

- MAKI IS ON THE GROUND

- geto is so hot

- holy shit inumaki got him GOOD

- WHAT THE F U C K

- HOLY SHIT

- RIKA IS OUTTTTT

- SINCE WHEN CAN HE HEAL

- man she (rika) is so me

- holy fuckinh shit.

- yuta is a BEAST

- oh it’s the guy who died in s2

- he also died in s2 i think

- not the girlies. they hung 3 men

- gojo snapped

- OH

- ITS THE WEAPON FROM s2

- YITA IS A B E A S T

- this fuckinh fight is AWESOME

- best fight i’ve seen in a while

- HOLY SHIT

- HE BLACK FLASHED

- I THINK

- HOLY SHIT.

- GETO IS CRACKED

- nanami so sexiiii

- MIWA???????

- MECHAMARU SAVED HER

- what cuties

- oh my god what a weird looking curse

- yesss we back to yuta vs geto

- HE SAID HE LOVED HER TO RIKA

- OH MY GOD

- “aishteru yo”

- my heart can’t take this what the hell

- i’m gonna cry like actually

- am actually crying

- HE KISSED HER?

- “you womanizer”

- “that’s rude. it’s pure love”

- I CANTTTTTT

- holy fuckinh shit

- geto lost his arm.

- not gojo looking all pretty

- he’s actually so gorgeous

- he fr looks like a shoujo prince

- WHAT DID GOJO SAYYYYYYYY

- not me crying

- couldn’t even write my reaction to the end bc i was just so invested and also crying.

- holy fuckinh shit man.

- that was So Good.

[miajolensdevotion]

April 7 2021

Verse: judges 3 Write/ Copy Gods words :

3 (A)Now these are the nations that the Lord left, to test Israel by them, that is, all in Israel who had not experienced all the wars in Canaan. 2 It was only in order that the generations of the people of Israel might know war, to teach war to those who had not known it before. 3 These are the nations: (B)the five lords of the Philistines and all the Canaanites and the Sidonians and the Hivites who lived on Mount Lebanon, from Mount Baal-hermon as far as Lebo-hamath. 4 They were for (C)the testing of Israel, to know whether Israel would obey the commandments of the Lord, which he commanded their fathers by the hand of Moses. 5 So the people of Israel lived (D)among the Canaanites, the Hittites, the Amorites, the Perizzites, the Hivites, and the Jebusites. 6 (E)And their daughters they took to themselves for wives, and their own daughters they gave to their sons, and they served their gods. Othniel 7 (F)And the people of Israel did what was evil in the sight of the Lord. They forgot the Lord their God and served the Baals and (G)the Asheroth. 8 Therefore the anger of the Lord was kindled against Israel, (H)and he sold them into the hand of (I)Cushan-rishathaim king of Mesopotamia. And the people of Israel served Cushan-rishathaim eight years. 9 But when the people of Israel (J)cried out to the Lord, the Lord raised up a (K)deliverer for the people of Israel, who saved them, (L)Othniel the son of Kenaz, Caleb's younger brother. 10 (M)The Spirit of the Lord was upon him, and he judged Israel. He went out to war, and the Lord gave Cushan-rishathaim king of Mesopotamia into his hand. And his hand prevailed over Cushan-rishathaim. 11 (N)So the land had rest forty years. Then Othniel the son of Kenaz died. Ehud 12 (O)And the people of Israel again did what was evil in the sight of the Lord, and the Lord strengthened Eglon (P)the king of Moab against Israel, because they had done what was evil in the sight of the Lord. 13 He gathered to himself the Ammonites and the (Q)Amalekites, and went and defeated Israel. And they took possession of (R)the city of palms. 14 And the people of Israel served Eglon the king of Moab eighteen years. 15 Then the people of Israel (S)cried out to the Lord, and the Lord raised up for them (T)a deliverer, Ehud, the son of Gera, the Benjaminite, (U)a left-handed man. The people of Israel sent tribute by him to Eglon the king of Moab. 16 And Ehud made for himself a sword with two edges, a cubit[a] in length, and he bound it on his right thigh under his clothes. 17 And he presented the tribute to Eglon king of Moab. Now Eglon was a very fat man. 18 And when Ehud had finished presenting the tribute, he sent away the people who carried the tribute. 19 But he himself turned back (V)at the idols near Gilgal and said, “I have a secret message for you, O king.” And he commanded, “Silence.” And all his attendants went out from his presence. 20 And Ehud came to him as he was sitting alone in his (W)cool roof chamber. (X)And Ehud said, “I have a message from God for you.” And he arose from his seat. 21 And Ehud reached with his left hand, took the sword from his right thigh, and thrust it into his belly. 22 And the hilt also went in after the blade, and the fat closed over the blade, for he did not pull the sword out of his belly; and the dung came out. 23 Then Ehud went out into the porch[b] and closed the doors of the roof chamber behind him (Y)and locked them. 24 When he had gone, the servants came, and when they saw that the doors of the roof chamber were locked, they thought, (Z)“Surely he is relieving himself in the closet of the cool chamber.” 25 And they waited till they were embarrassed. But when he still did not open the doors of the roof chamber, they took the key and opened them, and there lay their lord dead on the floor. 26 Ehud escaped while they delayed, and he passed beyond (AA)the idols and escaped to Seirah. 27 When he arrived, (AB)he sounded the trumpet in (AC)the hill country of Ephraim. Then the people of Israel went down with him from the hill country, and he was their leader. 28 And he said to them, “Follow after me, (AD)for the Lord has given your enemies the Moabites into your hand.” So they went down after him and seized (AE)the fords of the Jordan against the Moabites and did not allow anyone to pass over. 29 And they killed at that time about 10,000 of the Moabites, all strong, able-bodied men; not a man escaped. 30 So Moab was subdued that day under the hand of Israel. (AF)And the land had rest for eighty years. Shamgar 31 After him was (AG)Shamgar the son of Anath, who killed 600 of the Philistines (AH)with an oxgoad, and he also (AI)saved Israel.

What is your Favorite verse(s):

24 When he had gone, the servants came, and when they saw that the doors of the roof chamber were locked, they thought, (Z)“Surely he is relieving himself in the closet of the cool chamber.” 25 And they waited till they were embarrassed. But when he still did not open the doors of the roof chamber, they took the key and opened them, and there lay their lord dead on the floor.

Explain in your own words what you just read:

God left these Canaanite nations behind because Israel was not faithful in driving them out. One might rightly say that it was a combination of both their choice and God’s will.

Commitment / what will i do : I will would remain because God wanted to prove the faithfulness of Israel to Himself, and to improve their reliance on Him.

[kurowvie]

notes:

⋆ the angst part is like... real angsty (esp number 52, it got my eye twitching)

⋆ the angst part has some sensitive topics like being blamed for someone's death and mental illnesses

⋆ it was really hard for me to think of fluff prompts so i got almost all prompts after number 15 from here.

⋆ I don't write smuts (U), yandere(U), mafia(C), agere(C) or poly(C)

U = uncomfortable writing

C = i just can't write these, the final product is usually shit HELP

A N G S T

001. ❝Stay away from me.❞

002. ❝I can't believe you've done this!❞

003. ❝Can I ask you one thing? Could you... Could you please leave me alone right now?❞

004. ❝You're a psycho!❞

005. ❝Revenge is not the answer to everything!❞

006. ❝Do you like hurting people?❞

007. ❝Why are you acting like this?❞

008. ❝Maybe if you weren't being a b*tch.❞

009. ❝You're so annoying.❞

010. ❝F*ck off!❞

011. ❝How can you be so happy?❞

012. ❝You should be sad.❞

013. ❝You broke me first.❞

014. ❝Why are you always so negative?❞

015. ❝I can't handle your *mental illness* anymore. Forgive me.❞

016. ❝You're sick!❞

017. ❝You wouldn't be here if it weren't for me.❞

018. ❝I saved you!❞

019. ❝I was eighteen! I was jobless, I had no family, I couldn't get into a good university! Then came your stupid little heart break, I had to leave everything and come to your house in the middle of the night! I missed my admission test because you wanted me to be there for you! That night I went home and had nothing to eat! Not even a single slice of bread while you had the latest phone, the most comfortable bed, all the food you ever wanted, rich parents who got you into your favourite university but when you cried I came! Why? Because I was your best friend. ❞

020. ❝When your b*tchy girlfriend said shit about me, I said nothing because i knew you would believe her, like you always did. Like you are doing right now. And... God must hate me because I have no single proof that she did that.❞

021. ❝Tsk tsk tsk.❞

022. ❝This is why no one loves you.❞

023. ❝This is why your parents are dead.❞

024. ❝You killed your parents.❞

025. ❝If I had a child like you, I would k/ll myself too.❞

026. ❝You deserve nothing.❞

027. ❝You belong to the streets.❞

028. ❝You could never fit in.❞

029. ❝You're so embarrassing.❞

030. ❝I'm ashamed to be seen in public with you.❞

031. ❝You dress like trash.❞

032. ❝You can never get things done.❞

033. ❝I don't know why I told you to do that when I knew you would mess it up, like you always do.❞

034. ❝Stop thinking about yourself for a moment.❞

035. ❝You're so selfish.❞

036. ❝No this isn't self-love. You're so obsessed with yourself, gosh.❞

037. ❝Do you realize that other people also have feelings.❞

038. ❝Don't you think I loved you too much to be used and discarded?❞

039. ❝Why don't you believe me?❞

040. ❝You out of everyone!?❞

041. ❝I regret loving you.❞

042. ❝All I ever wanted was to be enough for you!❞

043. ❝I was insecure!❞

044. ❝Maybe in another life.❞

045. ❝I can't stay here anymore.❞

046. ❝Gosh, I hate you so much.❞

047. ❝You left me there crying!❞

048. ❝I was just trying to get close to you-❞ ❝You were embarrassing me!❞

049. ❝I... I don't know what to do now.❞

050. ❝Please love me back.❞

051. ❝F*CK THE PATRIARCHY!❞

052. ❝Aw, did i hurt your wittle feelings?❞

F L U F F

001. ❝Let me get that for you.❞

002. ❝Here, hold my hands.❞

003. ❝Would a kiss make you feel better?❞

004. ❝Your hands are so small.❞

005. ❝We fit into each other's arms perfectly! We're meant to be!❞

006. ❝If I could do anything to ease your pain, I would.❞

007. ❝You're so strong and I am so proud of you.❞

008. ❝I told you that you could do it!❞

009. ❝I will be here beside you.❞

010. ❝You are the best thing that happened to me.❞

011. ❝You're the most beautiful person i've ever seen.❞

012. ❝You look cute but you'd look cuter in my clothes.❞

013. ❝Your smile is so pretty.❞

014. ❝You're so good at what you do.❞

015. ❝I wish I could be as talented as you!❞

016. ❝Come cuddle.❞

017. ❝Damn, you look so good.❞

018. ❝You're so good at this!❞

019. ❝And I thought I was the best at this.❞

020. ❝I like the way your hand fits in mine.❞

021. ❝You can't leave without letting me hug you first.❞

022. ❝Your lips are really warm.❞

023. ❝You look so comfy, and cuddle-able.❞

024. ❝Why are you staring at me like that!❞ ❝Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.❞

025. ❝Would you mind if I kissed you?❞

026. ❝I remember when you first held my hand. I was blushing for days!❞

027. ❝God, you’re perfect.❞

028. ❝You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.❞

028. ❝I don't mean this in a creepy way but you're so cute when you're half asleep.❞

029. ❝You are my new pillow.❞

030. ❝I think I love you.❞

031. ❝Don’t be silly. You didn't upset me.❞

032. ❝Your bed head is really cute.❞

033. ❝I love your hugs.❞

034. ❝Shush and go back to bed.❞

035. ❝But I want to hear you sing.❞

036. ❝I like it when you pat my head.❞

037. ❝Let me do it for you.❞

038. ❝I think that's enough for today. Go sleep.❞

039. ❝I feel this urge to protect you whenever I'm around you and I know you're tough and badass but... still. So, please let me be there for you and protect you.❞

040. ❝Here, I saved some for you. Try it?❞

041. ❝You. Me. Movie marathon. Get all the snacks you can carry.❞

042. ❝This would look so cute on you!❞

043. ❝Fight me. Pillow fight. And by fight I mean cuddle.❞

044. ❝C'mon, with anyone else this would be too weird.❞

045. ❝That sounds like a bad idea. I’m in.❞

046. ❝I want to kiss you and hold your hand any time I want.❞

047. ❝I am who I am because of you.❞

048. ❝Your eyes are amazing… do you know that?❞

049. ❝Wow - you look… amazing.❞

050. ❝We just met, this is crazy, I’m referencing a song… but call me maybe?❞

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

Can you do the NSFW alphabet for Hunter from the Bad Batch?

A/N: Please remember to REBLOG AND COMMENT IF YOU LIKE THIS!!! I cannot emphasis enough that these take just as much time to create as drabbles or one-shots.  Give headcanons some love.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s a mess.  His already heightened senses are in over drive and he’s not in a state to do anything accept lie there and breath.  It’s up to you to help clean the pair of you up. But, once he’s caught his breath, the man is the king of cuddles.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your thighs.  He loves digging his fingers into your skin as you ride him.  And don’t even get him started on the way they clamp around his head as he eats you out.

For himself, he likes his nose.  Odd to say, but it’s true.  Partially it’s because it’s his sense of smell, but he’s just as proud of the way it looks.  I don’t know what else to say, he just likes it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He’s a god damn mess when he cums.  Every time it hits him hard and loud, causing him to moan and shake as he just keeps cumming and cumming, dripping out of your cunt and onto his stomach and the sheets and everywhere else. 

He has no preference on where he cums, and is doesn’t really matter.  Either way, it’s a lot to clean up after.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He keeps a special bottle of your shampoo to smell when he knows it’ll be a long time before he sees you again.  It gets him hard like nothing else.  He and his hands have a lot of pleasant memories of that shampoo.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s had a couple of one night stands before meeting you, but nothing long term.  He has enough experience to understand his preferences and have a pretty good idea of what he’s doing.  But, he’s more than willing to learn from you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

You riding him is his favorite thing in the world to him. He loves being able to watch your face contort with pleasure as you take his cock over and over again.  It’s the hottest sight in the world.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

You’re more likely to make a joke than he is.  He’s too caught up in the moment to say anything cohesive, really.  Which, that in itself can be pretty funny at times.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s got a good deal of hair down there that he honestly doesn’t do much about rather than keep it clean.  It’s a preference thing.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s really good at reading your emotions and gets a feel for what you need and when.  If you need to vent out your frustrations with a good fuck, he’ll lay back and let you take what you want.  But, if you need something more, even a simple touch form him can convey everything he’s trying to say.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

As I’ve said, Hunter is a mess when he cums.  So, if he’s going to masturbate, he knows he has to wait until he can have some place completely private for at least an hour.  He likes to take him time and doesn’t need Crosshair giving him shit for jerking one off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Light BDSM.  He likes a bit of pain to go with his pleasure.  It’s almost a way to keep in grounded in the moment rather than being completely overwhelmed by the sensations.  A bite on his neck, nails clawing at his back, a good slap to the face, and the digging strain of ties on his wrist all help.

Also, the fandom has decided he’s a sub and I’m not here to dispute that.  He loves nothing more than letting go and surrendering to you.  Tie him up, pin him down, make him eat you out until his jaw aches.  Just for a little while he’ll let someone else make the decisions.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

A bed.  Any bed, preferably in a room with a lock on the door.  He’s not that picky in terms of comfort.  He just doesn’t want to be interrupted and a bed at least gives you room to do whatever comes to mind.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You addressing him as Sergeant Hunter in an authoritative tone does things to him, in particularly if it’s followed by an order. 

A close second it a nice good tug on his hair.  (He once accidentally let out a not so subtle moan in the middle of sparring.  He never heard the end of it.)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Over-stimulation.  He’s already got to keep a close eye on his senses and while he is all about a bit of pain, over-stimulation can get too over-whelming.  You tried it once and it took him hours to finally calm down. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves giving, preferably with you riding his face into the sunset.  Those perfect thighs around his head while his nose is buried in your arousal is enough to get him off all on it’s own.  Add in your moans and a vice grip on his hair and he’s a lost man.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough 9/10.  There’s a lot of pent up frustration and tension that is relieved during sex with Hunter.  If he wants to be sweet and romantic, he’s usually showing it outside of the bedroom.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

You’ve tried to once or twice in the cockpit of the Marauder, but it left him so blissed out you had to be the one to make excuses to Tech about how the cockpit is off limits for the next hour or so in order to buy Hunter time to recover.   So, quickies aren’t really an option.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s willing to try whatever you want, so long as you set clear rules and safe words.  You guys don’t want another over-stimulation incident.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Here’s the thing, the man’s recovery is insane so he can technically go for as many rounds as you can stand.  After you finish one round, the smells and sensations get him hard all over gain.  BUT, you have to be careful because it can leave him over spent easily. 

So, you guys usually stick to one, maybe two rounds.  But it’s some of the most intense rounds of sex you’ve ever had.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t have any he uses just on himself, but the pair of you have a collection you use on each other; vibrator, strap on, handcuffs, that kind of thing.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not really a teaser.  You can tease him, but the man is weak.  It takes maybe a minute of teasing him to have him begging for you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

The man is LOUD, hence another reason a room with a locked door in preferred.  Lots of long moans and whines, with praises and pleads peppered in for good measure.  And when he cums? He screams.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He can smell your arousal from ten feet away and it drives him crazy.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s got the average clone sized dick, which means a big, thick 8-in cock.  No, I will not be taking questions at this time.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty average, all things considered.  He can go for a week or two without sex and he’ll be perfectly functional.  However, any longer than that and he’s about ready the burst the next time he sees you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes him a little while to fully calm down after sex.  But, once he’s caught his breath, he’s down for the count.  There has been more than one night you’ve had to clean him up while he’s dead sleep.

[chanluster]

strike! | {c} ; {f}

imagine | 1.2k words

“ Because your best friend would do anything to win. ”

back to masterlist

YOU LET THE BALL LEAVE YOUR FINGERS.

It lifts itself in the air for a mere few seconds before it drops upon the smooth wooden alley, rolling along with moderate speed. You watch with anticipation, as it reaches the final pin, a smile reaching your lips when the ball easily takes down the fragile object.

S P A R E !

The verdict is shown, and you looked over your shoulder to a less smug boy, pouting as he crossed his arms, slumping deeper in the plastic seating of the alley.

“You cheated,” he mumbled, pulling his beanie a little further to hide his growing curls.

“You only say that because I’m going to beat your ass,” you retort, smile growing wider. “One more spare and I win this whole round.”

Hyunjin glanced at the tables, pout souring to a frown as he saw his results compared to yours. You didn’t really know what he was complaining about; both of you were neck-to-neck, each one gaining a point over the other until this time, you took the lead by a near landslide with two strikes in a row.

“Awww, sore loser is a cute look on you,” you mused, walking over to him. “Maybe this time you’ll bother to pay whenever we go out.”

He only watched you drown yourself in pride, lower lip slightly jutting out over the other in thought. You knew this look of your best friend’s all too well.

He was planning something. Something you were either going to despise, or absolutely adore.

“The only way you can win now is get three strikes in a row,” you carried on, certain with your little victory. “I’d like to see you try and do that.”

His brows raised in incredulity.

“Wanna bet?”

You prop your hands on your hips, studying him. What is going on inside that head of yours?

“What do I get if you lose, giant?”

“Hey! Not my fault you’re fucking tiny,” he remarked. “Thumbelina‘s been real quiet since you’ve decided to stop growing.”

“Shut up.” You nearly whack him on the head. “Now what do I get if you lose?”

“Hmm...” he wonders for a bit, and glances back at the reception. “I’ll actually pay for the bowling rounds.”

“And the food.”

A hardened pause. “Fine.” He uncrossed his legs, spreading them apart as he propped his elbows on his thighs. The action alone had you widening his eyes at his sudden interest in you. “But what if I get the strikes?”

You scoffed. “You won’t.”

“But what if I do?”

A cackle escaping you, you stupidly declare, “Whatever you want. You decide.”

Just then, there was something in Hyunjin’s gaze that made your hair stand at the back of your neck. His eyes almost danced, darkening in amusement.

As if he had already won your bet before starting it.

“I’ll keep it a surprise then.”

You groan, walking away from your best friend to grab a bowling ball. “Be that annoying bitch then.” With both hands, you push the object into him. “It won’t matter when I win, though.”

Silence was your answer, when you watched in surprise Hyunjin’s demeanour harden as he takes control of the ball. All fun and games was over, it seemed.

It was time for Hyunjin to win.

“I hope you break your neck while serving!” You exclaimed after him, earning yourself a middle finger from yours truly. You stand on his right, watching his face distort in precision, focusing on the fresh set of pins set before him on a runway of his victory.

He swung his arm back, and threw the ball with all his might.

It stuttered upon the smooth surface, rolling with frightening speed as it destroyed the lines of the pins, taking them all down with one go.

S T R I K E !

Your eyes nearly flew out of your sockets.

Hyunjin stole a glance at your face, and smirked.

“Strike one.”

The pins were collected and reset, picking up a grey ball of similar weight and size. His sharp focus was back on the targets, and once again, analysed his technique, grinned, and swung his arm back once more.

The ball glided this time, effortlessly as it obliterated the nine pins again, the board flashing his second strike.

D O U B L E !

He looked at you once more.

“Strike two.”

With the final ball, you felt your palms get clammy with each second he spent looking over the third set, a strange sensation rising in your gut. It was almost like you wanted him to win.

With the last swinging of the arm, Hyunjin screeched out his frustration as he let the ball go and watched, stumbling after it as the object sputtered onto the alley and sped up, faster and faster.

You gasped.

The ball rolled right into the dead ends of the alley, hitting not a single pin as it fell into the pit without a victim to carry down with it.

Hyunjin’s mouth dropped to the floor.

“Oh, what?!”

As the score announced the final results, your name flashed brightly on the screen, victory gifted to you through a lot of high-pitched music. You were about to fist bump the air when you saw the pure devastation in Hyunjin’s features.

“Loser!” You called him, laughing at his angered reaction. However, it didn’t settle well in your stomach, knowing your best friend wasn’t being amused, but rather even more hurt.

“Hey,” you said as you strolled to him, grabbing onto his shoulders, “It’s just a game.”

“Hoe, I was this close to winning!” He whined, trying to pry your hands off of him. You stayed rigid, however, refusing to let him baby like this.

“You lost, still, so pay up!” You demanded, your shit-eating grin back up once more.

The disappointed boy nodded, hanging his head in what looked like shame. He sighed over-dramatically, provoking a question from you.

“Okay fine!” You caved in. “What were you gonna make me do?”

He finally glanced back up, locking your eyes within his. There was slight hesitation when he parted his mouth, ready to declare his dare but shut his lips.

“What?” You crossed your arms, irritated. “Tell me.”

There was a slight pause, the boy looking away again as he knitted his eyebrows in frustration.

“Ugh, I might as well,” you heard him mutter, and felt slender hands slide up to cup your face, leaning further into you. “It’s better if I show you, ______.”

You felt your soul leave your body when your best friend closed the distance between you two, enveloping his soft, plump lips within yours. The kiss was tender, a hesitation, almost a request as he moved, ever so slowly, upon your mouth.

With much shock, you found yourself kissing him back.

Your hands slide up his jacket, grabbing the lapels and clinging to them as you move in sync to his mouth, showing him that his reluctance was not necessary. The more he kissed you, the more you wished he had done so sooner.

With a small heave he parted from your lips, glistening due to your own melting in his. “Oh my God,” he whispered, the very action sending chills down your spine.

You watched him, head tilted back, grinning. “Now I wish you’d won.”

The moment those words left your mouth, his eyes disappeared within their smile. He revealed a toothy grin, gathering you in his arms.

“Trust me, _____.” His intense stare made your cheeks flush, but you reflected his smile.

“I’m definitely the winner today.”

[euphoricethan]

NSFW Alphabet - E.D

Warnings: top!ethan, major misogyny, mentions of pegging, daddy & mommy kink, overstimulation, bondage, cum denial, and threesomes.

A/n: i’m so sorry ethan is so misogynistic and the biggest asshole ever it’s the only way i see him i can’t help it. anyway hope u like it i guess omg 😛

A - aftercare

For the most part, Ethan’s after care is mainly a rag or tissue; whichever he see’s first. You usually shower alone after because he can’t be too bothered. Sometimes he’ll join you only if he wants to go another round.

B - body part (of his and your’s)

He’s genuinely obsessed with his thighs and loves seeing you ride them. He watches as your own swallow away his dark inked tattoos and how your face shifts due to the pleasure. And that being said, there isn’t anything more he loves than your pussy. He thinks to himself often how it was formed for him, but that’s the ego speaking.

C - cum (where they like to)

Most times he pulls out just to cum on your back or simply wherever he may please, but sometimes, sometimes he likes to pull you to your knees or face-on with his dick to finish on your bright red cheeks.

D - dirty secret (one they have)

He absolutely loves the idea of you taking control —of him mostly— and just being under your rule of thumb & follow every order you demand. The most it has gone when he tells you to ride on his dick, and although he wishes for you to do more, his massive, inflamed ego gets in the way and he can never get a word out. secretly SECRETLY wishes to be pegged or at least to try a plug.

E - experienced (how much they are)

He gives off— hm, very much, fuck-boy energy and has had his dick in any girl he wants... but in reality he just does what he sees and likes. No original thoughts behind those dead looking eyes.

F - favorite position

Cowgirl. He loves being able to grab handfuls of your tits while he watches you bounce on the edge of his cock. Sometimes you do this to somewhat fuck with him. He likes it a lot.

G - goofy (serious in the moment)

Sometimes you tend to forget that there’s multiple sides to him. For the most part during sex, he tends to be pretty serious. He can get really into it and will even slightly degrade you if he feels confident enough. Other times, he looses his mind in the middle of eating you out and will just break out into a fit of laughter.

H - hair (how well groomed)

He usually never trims if he doesn’t have to. He hates being fully groomed. Ethan said it makes him. “Look like those hairless cats.” You don’t fancy it either.

I - intimacy (in the moment *romantic*)

Unfortunately it’s usually never. Like ever. He feels like he doesn’t have to care unless he wants to. Which usually doesn’t last long.

J - jack off (how often)

All. The. Time. Even if he isn’t fully jerking his dick, he always, always, ALWAYS, has his hands in his pants. Rather if he’s bored in the kitchen looking for food, watching TV in the living room, in the car, in the STORE, he has an attachment to his dick and can never stop thinking about the next time you’ll swallow yourself around him.

K - kink (what are they)

Definitely has a Daddy kink, slight bondage— handcuffs and possibly a rope or two, he loves, loves, loves watching you move and squirm all over with either a toy or just his hand while he watches you cum on him. He gets proud when he makes you finish, especially if it’s hard and heavy. Overstimulation is his biggest one yes. Sometimes he has to bite his lip to stop the “Yes, Mommy,” to come out.

L - location (favorite place)

Ethan is just simply obsessed with showing you off as a trophy (mostly because of the misogyny that he sadly suffers from) and as your property. So anywhere, anytime he can touch you or even fuck you, he will.

M - motivation (gets them going)

Ethan absolutely loves taking a long HARD look at you from the kitchen table with his fidgety hands behind his computer screen while you put the dishes away or make food for yourself— sometimes him alone. It’s what usually gets him hard. He also has a tendency to stare at you from places where you can’t see him. He likes the way that you have no idea he’s watching... and only sometimes he feels guilty about it.

N - no (something they wouldn’t do)

No threesomes or other parties involved. He doesn’t like to share you since he has the mentality that you’re his property. And if somehow the scenario came to life, he’d have the outsiders watch him rail into you with you helpless to show off what’s his. He’d went above and beyond to make you squirt to further prove this.

O - oral (giving or receiving)

Giving. Except for the last paragraph I suppose. He doesn’t see the need.

P - pace (rough, fast, slow?)

He’s fast and hard. He doesn’t have time to be slow and passionate. It’s not in his best interest honestly.

Q - quickies (opinion on them)

If Ethan’s hard and you’re around & horny, it’s usually what he expects. If not, he settles for his hand or the pocket pussy you bought for him on Valentine’s day.

R - risks (willing to make/try)

Ethan’s definitely willing to get caught in public of even by the police, it pumps his blood like a boner on shrooms. Or so, that’s at least what he says.

S - stamina (how many rounds)

He’s usually out by the first, but if he feels like he’s got more in him (aka more in you) then he’ll go for at least two more rounds... but he will make you ride him and watch as you bounce on him with nearly nothing left in you besides him.

T - toys (own any/use them on u)

Once in a while, Ethan will do something he thinks is extreme and tie your hands & feet up to the posts (with help of an extra long rope) and punish your clit with the toys you’ve bought for yourself over the months. It gives him the ultimate high seeing you helpless and and even greater high wishing it was him.

U - unfair (do they like to tease)

Yes. Yes he does. The phrase, “Oh come on now, do you really think a stupid slut like you deserves my cock...” has come out of his mouth, and the same way you get even more wet every time... it’s no wonder why you’re his favorite cunt.

V - volume (how loud they are)

He’s loud and proud. He will scream, screech, cry even. You were meant for him and your perfect little holes.

W - wild card (blurb)

As you arched your back slightly against the back of the door, you felt Ethans large hands travel up to slide the hooks undone of your bra.

It sat there awkwardly for a moment, before he broke free of the kiss and lifted your shirt above your head to reveal your perfect tits.

A low groan came from within him, and you looked down slightly to watch as he grew bigger in his jeans.

“So pretty for me,” he breathed out before quickly lifting you up against the door with your legs wrapped around his waist.

His kisses grew more needy, and sloppier too since the ones on your neck were breathy and quick with desire.

So Ethan moved you from the door to the hotel bed that was perfectly made and about to be ruined.

Full with force, Ethan had you pressed firmly against the tough mattress with longer kisses that trailed from your neck to your nipples as he gently took a handful of the left and a mouthful of the right.

“Mm, wanna fuck your little holes mm.” Ethans muffled voice shot to your core, and you watched as he unbuttoned your jean shorts, only to stop before zipping them completely.

“What? You have something to say princess?” he hummed, slightly tilting his head like a curious little puppy.

You took a moment to take a quick breath, and the words were leaving your mouth before being able to comprehend what you had told him.

“Yeah, wanna top you.” you spoke, and by the look on his face, he just laughed and tugged at your shorts.

“Stupid slut like you, you don’t even know how,”

You were sitting up now, only in your underwear, and a stern look on your face that made him just look at you blankly.

“You’re serious?”

You hummed in response, and he sat on his knees while he picked his nails.

“Fine. Get over here then and show Daddy how it’s done. Let’s see if you can do it.”

Your blood started to pump quickly and to all the wrong places as you heard the words come from his mouth with a smirk.

And with that, you reached up to cup his cheeks and whispered “On your knees, please.” as Ethans eyebrows dropped and the smirk was quickly wiped away.

You watched him gulp hard and his adam’s apple bob while the smile formed on your face.

This is gonna be fun.

X - x-ray (what’s under the clothes)

Ethan is big. And sometimes it’s honestly annoying how much cock he has on him even though he doesn’t deserve it. But he puts it to good work at least so.

Y - yearning (sex drive)

It’s through the roof and nearly touches the heavens gate. And he gets SO god-damn needy for you, for your pussy. It’s like he’s a child who needs a nap.

Z - zzz (how fast do they fall asleep after)

Usually Ethan surprisingly likes to cuddle up and run his fingers through your hair until you either get up or he gets another boner thinking about how your tits were in his face. He falls asleep faster if you run your fingers through his.

[katierosefun]

b, f, k and z? 😍

thanks for the ask ann!! 

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?

ooph uhhh. uhhhh, well, i’ve mentioned it like once, but too far was very deeply personal for me? i almost didn’t post it because i was like okay, i’m getting freakishly real here, but then i read it over a few times, tweaked some details...took out some scenes, added new ones, and then i realized that like. i still wanted to talk about this particular issue, because i was. i don’t know. i found some other fics about this topic and some of them were brutally real (a little too real), but i never felt like there was a happy resolution? or a healing resolution? and for me, i want to write stories that make people feel like there’s still some hope left, so i was like, “well. i’ll make the first story about this topic that’s kind of about...getting better in the end.” 

F: Care to share a favorite hurt/comfort fic?

oh god. so many. so  many. but uhhh, here, let me just: 

regeneration by @pandora15 was one of the first clone wars h/c fics i read last year when i was getting back into writing fic, and hnnng, i remember reading it on a really bad day and being. very touched. very good. spoke to me on a spiritual level and i still go back to it when i am. anxious. 

a long way down by @kckenobi makes me feel way too many things. anakin trying to climb up a cliffside with an injured obi-wan. lots of desperate “i’m not letting go of you so shut up” feelings. i was sitting in the library and quietly shrieking into my hands because what what what. lots of beautiful lines, a+, i cry at the ending every single time!!!

four in the morning, we find ourselves here by curseofmen. anakin, obi-wan, and ahsoka sleep together. anakin manages to drag obi-wan into bed. obi-wan’s in the middle, and cody finds them all in the end, and they’re absolutely adorable and soft, and i cry every time because they’re so soft, your honor, and i love them. 

obligate by @communistkenobi. i just finished reading this fic (like literally this morning), and i’m still recovering?? deception au but make it anakin fakes his death instead of obi-wan. angst. so much fuckign angst. obi-wan does the reckless thing. ahsoka says “fuck off” at one point and i’m losing it over here. the reunion made me w e e p. also anakin gets everyone hammered. also anakin and obi-wan. also ahsoka and anakin and obi-wan group hug. gimme a second. 

K: What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with?

,,,is it weird for me to say that i don’t think i’ve come up with my angstiest idea yet? because i have certainly written angsty fics and angsty scenes, but i still don’t think i’ve peaked yet. b u t, that being said, there’s this fic idea i have that kinda came to me last night, and i think it’s pretty angsty. (,,,obi-wan, anakin, and ahsoka all running into each other post season 5. kinda sad, kinda funny, but mostly sad, because anakin and obi-wan were trying to catch down some crook, but they both got injured and as luck would have it, they run into ahsoka. in the rain. of all things. ahsoka’s like “oh man oh fuck oh why” but of course she helps them, and of course she lugs them back to her apartment, and of course anakin and obi-wan pass out, and of course there’s just. a lot of pain in this fic. i’m very excited to actually write it and share it with everyone, because lol pain :)))) 

**EDIT: wait i lied, holes was def. the angstiest fic. how could i not realize that the fic with a literal character death and nods to rots would be the angstiest? 

Z: Major character death--do you ever write/read it? Is there a character whose death you can't tolerate?

okay, so i’ve definitely written a few death fics, like holes with @kckenobi (major sad. big sad. we used a lot of humor to cope, including “wait we could call this fic ‘holes’ because obi-wan has a hole in his heart where anakin used to be :)))” and “oh wait anakin can’t do that because hE’S DEAD HAHAHAAA” help) 

and then i also wrote known, which uh. uhhh lawless au where satine lives but uh. y’all can figure it out.

if i’m being honest, major character death is something that i can’t always read/write, though--so if i ever do have a major character death, then i try to put a lot of actual time and effort into it because like?? you know. major character. better send them off well. 

i guess if there’s a character that i cannot stand the death of, it’s probably ahsoka’s? i don’t know, in my head, i always think, ahsoka has to live. maybe because she’s the youngest of the tcw trio or maybe because just?? ahsoka tano as a whole is just so super symbolic to tcw fans and i lived through the time in fandom when everyone was speculating about how/when ahsoka was gonna die while tcw was still airing. (let me tell you. let me tell you,,,whenever our baby got too close to danger, every instinct in me would be like, dave filoni if you kill my child, i’m gonna break into your house.) so i guess because of that, i can’t really bring myself to ever even speculate writing/reading an ahsoka deathfic. she’s alive. she’s immortal, i don’t care what anyone else says. :) 

from these asks

[theultimatefanficwriter]

Ahhh, can I request a scenario for Gundham trying to comfort his girlfriend after a particularly draining trial when she’s out of it?? I only recently got into Danganronpa and found this blog and I’m in love 🥰

Heck yeah I love Gundham! I’m glad you like my blog! Thank you for the request! 

Even a Queen Must Rest-Gundham Tanaka x Reader

You were not ok.

Your best friend on this island, Ibuki Mioda, was just found dead. And to make matters worse, your boyfriend, Gundham Tanaka, was the prime suspect.

"I am telling you fiends, it is not me!" Gundham snapped, glaring at the others who were giving him suspicious looks.

"It's not Gundham!" You agreed. "He would never kill Ibuki!"

"I concur! Gundham cannot be the culprit!" Your other best friend, Sonia Nevermind, spoke up. Gundham gave the both of you grateful looks.

"But the evidence lines up for it to be him!" Kazuichi rebutted. "Ibuki was strangled, and Gundham's scarf was found at the crime scene!"

"I have already informed you that my protective neck wear had gone missing from my quarters at the start of the day." The breeder snapped at the mechanic, crossing his arms. "It is quite possible that a mortal familiar with picking or breaking locks could have snuck into my residence and stolen my beloved scarf."

"But we have no way of confirming that the scarf was really missing, do we?" Kaz pressed.

You rolled your eyes. "He was seen without it the entire day, you idiot!" You spat. "And would he really be so stupid as to leave his scarf there in plain sight if he really was the killer?"

"I mean, yes? Probably." Kazuichi shrugged. "I dunno, he never struck me as that smart."

"But Mr. Hamster Man doesn't have an alibi either!" Hiyoko changed the subject in order to keep the trial going. "He wasn't with anyone at that loud mouth's time of death, not even his slut!"

"Refrain from calling my queen such names if you wish to keep your tongue." Your boyfriend threatened. "And although it is true I do not have an alibi, it is because I was busy searching for San-D, as she had vanished."

"My, you seem to be losing quite a few things today." Nagito mused, leaning forward on his podium. "Hopefully you won't be causing us to lose this trial because of it."

"If Gundham was searching for his hamster around all the islands, surely someone had to have seen him at some point, right?" Hajime questioned, ignoring Nagito. He glanced around the trial room looking for any type of response.

Gundham copied him, and was beginning to get worried until Mikan spoke up. "Oh! W-wait, I think I r-remember something!"

His gaze shot over to her. "Yes? What is it, spit it out!"

The nurse squeaked and hid behind her hair. "Eek! I-I'm sorry! I'll speak f-faster!" She looked between everyone as she continued. "I-I was walking around the beach when I thought I saw Gundham's h-hairstyle in the distance. As I kept walking, I was sure it was him from his clothes, th-though I didn't see his scarf, which I thought was odd. B-before I could say anything he ran away, and I k-kinda forgot about it."

"Around what time was this, Mikan?" Hajime asked her.

The shy girl put a finger to her chin as she thought. "U-um. Around 10:35, I think?"

Gundham, Sonia, and yourself let out a loud sigh of relief. "That's five minutes after the time of death." You pointed out. "And unless Gundham has some sort of super speed, there's no way he could get from the music venue to the beach in five minutes."

Kazuichi's eyes widened, and you noticed he began to sweat. "I-it's still possible!" He insisted.

"Why are you so insistent on pinning me as the killer, Kazuichi?" Gundham demanded, glaring at the mechanic.

"You're the only lead we have!" Souda exclaimed. "If it's not you, then who is it?!"

"Hey, does anybody else think it's weird that the speakers in the music venue were fixed?" Chiaki said suddenly. "When Ibuki had her concert the day before, didn't one of them break?"

"Yeah, I fixed it. So?" Kazuichi shrugged.

Your eyes narrowed. "When did you have the time?" You asked him.

Kaz stiffened and turned to look at you. "Wh-what?"

"When did you have the time to fix the speaker?" You repeated. "It couldn't have been the night of Ibuki's concert. You left as soon as it was over. And you were seen with Sonia until 10:00 today, when you said you had to go do something."

The whole room went quiet.

"I-it's not what you think!" Kazuichi shook his head and waved his hands wildly, sweat pouring down his face. "I-I just fixed it sometime today!"

"Why would you fix the speaker during a murder investigation?" Hajime questioned, narrowing his eyes at the freaked out mechanic.

"T-tinkering with stuff helps me calm down!" Kaz claimed. "S-seriously, if you guys are trying to say it's me, it's not!"

Suddenly Jum-P popped out of Gundham's scarf and jumped across the podium until he reached Souda's. When he was there he climbed up the mechanic's jumpsuit and picked at it. Kazuichi yelped and brushed at the hamster, but it only made it's way back to Gundham. Safely back in his master's hands, the breeder inspected what his Deva had given him. "It seems Jum-P has given us a new clue." The Overlord of Ice informed the others. He held something up with his fingers, and Kazuichi looked about ready to run away.

It was a piece of purple cloth. The same cloth from Gundham's scarf.

"I-I have no idea how that got on my jumpsuit!" Souda insisted. "It's not me! I didn't kill Ibuki! I'm not a murderer!"

Hajime did his thing, explaining how it went down and why. Apparently Ibuki had asked Kazuichi the night of the concert to ask him to fix the speaker the next day, to which he agreed to. He then got an idea of how to kill someone, and frame his "love rival", Gundham. He used his tools to break Gundham's lock while he was asleep and stole his scarf and San-D as a way to keep Gundham busy, then fixed the lock. He then met with Ibuki and fixed the speaker. Then when her back was turned, he strangled her with the breeder's scarf, leaving it behind as evidence.

Everyone voted for him, and he was executed. You all shambled your way to the elevator and made your way to your homes. Normally you would have said something to Gundham, but you felt dead inside. You had no energy. You walked past everyone, including him, as you entered your home.

You fell asleep immediately.

The next morning you woke up to a loud pounding on your door. You blinked open your eyes groggily as you rubbed them. You slowly threw your legs over the side of your bed and tiredly made your way to the door. When you opened it, you saw a very concerned looking Gundham. When he saw you, relief filled his face. "Oh thank the Gods!" He breathed before pulling you into a tight embrace.

You squeaked in surprise. "G-Gundham!" You exclaimed. "Did something happen?"

He pulled away, holding your hand. "When you did not arrive to our morning meal I became concerned, my love. I was worried something awful had happened to you."

You furrowed your brow. "Morning meal...Gundham, the morning announcement hasn't even happened yet."

Your boyfriend looked at you quizzically. "My Goddess...The cursed bear made his announcement nearly an hour and a half ago."

Your eyes widened. "...What?" When Gundham nodded, you rubbed your eyes and shook your head. "I...I slept through that loud announcement?"

"You must be truly exhausted to have slumbered through such a loud call." Gundham mused, looking at you worriedly. He grabbed your hand and gently led you into your room, closing the door behind him. He walked over to your bed and sat on it, you doing the same. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into his side. "I assume your current state is due to the events of the previous night?" Gundham asked.

You nodded as you laid your head on your boyfriend's shoulder. "I...I lost Ibuki. And Kazuichi tried to frame you!" You wrapped your arms around him tightly. "I fought with all I had to prove you innocent, because I know you would never kill somebody." You let out a long sigh. "I guess it used up all my energy."

The breeder looked down at you sadly and ran his fingers through your hair. "My darling queen." He whispered, pulling you into his chest with his other arm. "You did an excellent job last night. One could never have guessed you used even a fourth of your power, you held yourself as proudly as a queen should!"

You blushed slightly and chuckled softly. "Th-thanks, Gundham." You smiled. "Though it honestly didn't feel that way. It was taking all I had not to faint in the middle of the trial. Just the thought of those idiots voting wrong and causing us all to die was stressing me out so much." You closed your eyes as he nuzzled into your boyfriend's chest. "Even now, I'm so exhausted. I feel like I could sleep for years."

Gundham placed a light kiss on the top of your head. "My beautiful angel of darkness." He murmured softly. "You have no need to fear. None of those pathetic mortals could ever stand a chance against your brilliance." He let out a sigh. "And as much as it annoys me to admit this, the one with an unknown talent, the ever slumbering demoness, and to some degree the lucky one have yet to fail us, and have proven their intelligence at every turn."

You giggled softly at Gundham's speech, though even your laugh was halfhearted due to your lack of energy. "Yeah, without them we probably would have died at that first trial." As you thought about that, your exhaustion suddenly doubled, causing you to go limp in Gundham's arms.

Your boyfriend's eyes widened. "You are in a much worse condition than I originally perceived, my love!" He gently laid you down on the bed. "You must stay here and rest until you are well again." He stood and turned to leave.

You reached out a grabbed his hand, though your arm felt extremely heavy. "Wait...stay with me." You pleaded.

He turned to you and smiled sweetly. He bent down and swept a strand of hair from your face before placing a kiss on your forehead. "Do not fret, my angel. I am simply returning to the banquet hall to retrieve you your morning meal. I will return and stay with you while you recharge."

Your heart fluttered, and you nodded happily, placing your arm back beside you. "...thank you, Gundy." You murmured. You still weren't quite used to how much he cared about you.

Gundham blushed slightly at the name. He nodded and placed one last kiss on your forehead before turning and exiting your cabin.

As the door closed behind him, you smiled to yourself. You felt so lucky to have him. He was so sweet and protective of you. It made you feel so safe. You let out a happy sigh as you shut your eyes.

What felt like just seconds later, your door opened, and you blinked your eyes open to see Gundham carrying a tray of waffles, eggs and bacon over to you. "I am sorry it took so long, my love. I am afraid I got caught in an argument with the lucky one." Gundham apologized as he sat next to you, placing the tray beside you.

"Nagito?" You raised a brow as you pulled yourself to a sitting position. "What did you argue about?"

Gundham sighed and crossed his arms, watching you as you picked up the fork and took a bite of eggs. "I am afraid it was over you, my dark queen."

You looked up at him, surprised. "Me?! What about me?"

"The interaction started innocent enough." Gundham explained. "He asked where you were, and I explained you were feeling ill." The breeder scowled. "That pest then had the gall to assume you were faking your illness! He stated you could be attempting to lull us to a state of security before you strike." He looked into your eyes, and you could see the anger in them. "He even had the nerve to insinuate that I would be your target."

Your eyes widened at that, and you choked on the apple juice you had been drinking. Gundham looked to you concerned, but you waved him off. After coughing for a moment, you spun your head to look at him. "He said what?!" You exclaimed. "G-Gundham, I would never-!"

"Relax, my Queen." Gundham reached forward and caressed your face. "Do not fret. I am aware the deranged one's words are not to be trusted." He smiled lovingly at you. "You would never harm me, I know this." You gave him a relieved smile and relaxed at his touch. The breeder used his other hand to sweep a strand of hair behind your ear. "That is when it became an argument. I defended your honor, yet he simply 'warned' me to be wary of you." Gundham scoffed before pulling you into a gentle kiss.

You melted into the kiss immediately, placing the tray of food to the side in order for you to lean further into your boyfriend's touch. "I would never hurt you, Gundham." You muttered. "I feel important around you. I feel...strong." You smiled up at him, the light in your eyes returning slightly. "Even now, I feel a little bit stronger just by being next to you."

Gundham chuckled and ran his fingers through your hair. "You are important, dearest one. I am simply helping you realize your true worth." He kissed you again, then pulled away, a soft smile on his lips. He looked at you for a while, simply caressing your face, until he finally pulled back and handed you the tray once more. "As much as I would love to gaze at your beauty, you really must eat, my dark queen."

You smiled and nodded, continuing to eat the food before you. With each bite and caring look from Gundham you could feel your strength returning to you. Eventually you had finished eating. As you placed the empty tray to the side, you felt much better. You looked over to Gundham, who was simply watching you with a love struck smile. It made you giggle. You moved closer to him and wrapped your arms arms his neck. "I feel much better, my Dark Lord." You murmured.

He chuckled and rubbed your sides gently. "I am most please to hear that, my Dark Queen." He tilted your head up, and your eyes met. You grinned and leaned up, connecting your lips in a passionate kiss. You felt him smirk as he pulled you close against him. "I shall always be here for you, Y/N, my beloved. Whether it be for protection, or to help you recuperate, I shall never leave your side." He muttered into your lips.

You smiled happily as you deepened the kiss. "Nor I yours, my King of Darkness."

[bm-ancient-art]

Sheet from a Book of the Dead, ca. 1075-945 B.C.E., Brooklyn Museum: Egyptian, Classical, Ancient Near Eastern Art

One of two large fragments of a papyrus decorated on one side with vignette illustrating the Twelfth Hour of the "Amduat". Fragment (A): rectangular in shape, which has been pieced together from several fragments. The fragment preserved part of the vignette. The vignette is oblong in outline with a rounded right end and formed by the outstretched arms of the Sun god. The decoration is in four registers. Register A is a line of text the right end of which is written in black ink and the remainder in red ink. In register B there are, at the right end, four male figures standing with their hands up before them. Before each figure is a short label (name ?). Figures and text are drawn in black ink. Behind these four figures are eight standing female figures each of whom has a cobra (in the form of the hieroglyph "d") resting on her shoulder. As was the case with the male figures, each of these figures is identified by a short text. In register C there is a representation of a bark being towed-to the right- by six bearded male figures who face forwards. Before them are three female figures who are also towing the boat but who turn their heads towards the bark. Beneath the feet of the six male figures is a large snake. The front part of the boat, which is here preserved, is high-prowed. Standing on the boat are two small figures behind whom stands a ram-headed god who stands beneath a long snake whose body forms a sort of canopy over him. In register D there are, at the right, six male figures who hole their hands up before them. They are followed by four bearded males each carrying an oar, a serpent standing on the tip of its tail, a double-headed (bird's head) god carrying an oar, a crocodile-headed god holding an oar, and a bearded male figure carrying an oar. There is a text, written in black above all these figures. At the right end are the scarab and figures drawn. Fragment (B): appears to continue the vignette of fragment (A) but the two pieces do no join. The right end of (B) continues the scene represented on (A). On register A there is the end of a text written in red. In register B there are two women with cobras resting upon their shoulders. In C there is the rear part of the boat with three deities standing on the deck. In D there is part of figure holding an oar followed by three female figures who hold "Was"-scepters. In the place marked E in the drawing on card 5 there are the partial remains of two columns of text written in red. F is the remains of a line of text written in black while G is 2 columns of black text. H is a representation of a female figure seated upon two cobras. I is the remains of a column of text written in red while J is a representation of two female (?) figures wearing White Crowns. K is two columns of text written in red. L is a male figure facing left and M is a squatting female figure who is also facing left. O and P are columns of text written in black while Q is a line of text written in red ink. R is a line of text written in black. S is, from right to left, a text written in black followed by two goddesses each of whom is seated upon two cobras. T is a line of text written in red. U is a text written in black. V is some circular object. Many of the figures on fragment (B), such as the crowns and serpent below T, the two figures wearing the White Crowns (J), and the female figures seated upon the cobras (H, and S) appear to belong to representations of the Eleventh Hour of the "Amduat" and it seems probable that the left part of the fragment (B) is decorated with a representation of that hour. Condition: Many gaps and tears. The papyrus is darkened and there is, especially on (B), black incrustation. Size: Sheet: 9 1/2 x 20 in. (24.1 x 50.8 cm) 37.1699Ea, as mounted: 24 1/2 x 13 15/16 x 7/8 in. (62.2 x 35.4 x 2.2 cm) Medium: Papyrus, ink

https://www.brooklynmuseum.org/opencollection/objects/118223

[catgirljudeperry]

JURGEN LEITNER?

STUPID IDIOT MOTHERFUCKING JURGEN LEITENER GOD DAMN FOOL BOOK COLLECTING DUST EATING RAT OLD BASTARD SHITHEAD IDIOT AVATAR OF THE WHORE BIGGEST CLOWN IN THE CIRCUS LAUGHED OUT OF TOWN COWBOY MOTHERFUCKING JURGEIN LEITNER

STOP PINNING ME WHEN I TALK ABOUT JURGEIN LEITENER I HATE HIM SO MUCH WHY DOES HE HAVE SO MANY FUCKED UP BOOKS WHY DID HE DECIDE TO FUCK AROUND AND FIND OUT JUST SET THEM LOOSE IS HE DEAD IS HE A BASTARD MAN HAS SUCH A VISCERAL AFFECT ON ME NOT EVEN IN THE ROOM NEVER SEEN THIS MANS FACE AND I KNOW HE HAS THE WORLDS SHITTIEST BEARD GET AWAY FROM ME

if i wanted to get into heaven and god said jurgein leitners waiting inside i would piss on gods feet for the sole purpose of getting sent back down

if i have to deal with jurgein leitner speaking one word in person on voice in podcast not only will i close the tab i will delete my bookmark out of spite and have to rewatch the entire series again for the experience of being able to skip all the times when he is mentioned or alive

i dont even know why i hate him so much. he collects books but i am just mad because i am angy

he better have some fucked up backstory to explain this if hes just some rich shithead whos a fan of creepypasta and wanted the irl version ill go ham

BETTER have had a book make him kill a man cuz if he didnt Im going to make him

paypal.com/IFuckingHateJurgeinLeitner

episodes not even about him. vaguely mentioned what is supposed to maybe be his library and I lost it

where the fuck is jurgein leitner if hes still alive im going to so deeply wish he wasnt

crusty old man

ill punch leitner and his sad frail old man twig bones will simply flake apart under my epic huge meat fist and he will disintegrate until all thats left is one final book he kept on him at all times simply titled Now You Fucked Up in ancient yiddish

im not breathing im hyperventilating at this point

i hope theres a date given for when jurgen died or will die so i can make it a reminder on my phone

everyday once a year i will see it and do anything but pay respects to the man who had so many fucked up if true books

[gredandforge01]

Star Wars Preferences: How You Met

• A N A K I N   S Y K W A L K E R •

It was funny, really, how you met. You were minding your own business at a quiet diner, taking a sip of your drink before your hot soup was served to you. You muttered a thank you and made the stupid decision not to blow it before you took a mouthful. Immediately you regret it and spat it out at what you thought was the floor but you soon realised it was someone's feet, you looked up nervously. Anakin looked down at you with his mouth wide open, they were new shoes too. Obi-Wan stood behind, laughing so hard.

• O B I - W A N   K E N O B I •

The council realised you were force sensitive and wanted to train you, even though you were way too old to start your training. A mysterious man in a cream coloured cloak stood on the other side of the room, listening to the councils bicker on who was too train you. Some didn't and some did but they didn't want to train you themselves. As if everyone in the room all got the same idea at the same time, all heads turned towards Master Kenobi, silently wishing they'd pick him to train you. He immediately agreed and come out of the shadows of the corner of the room - and gods, was he beautiful.

• P O E   D A M E R O N •

You and Leia made your way down the quiet corridor to get to the main part of the ship, you were her new protector, as you may call it. Just then a man came and almost crashed into you and you were ready to raise your blaster to eliminate the threat. Leia put a hand on top of yours, a comforting silence made you realise that he meant no harm. He looks at you almost apologetic before talking to Leia about a possible mission to help fight off the First Order. Once he had finished his rant, he turned to you and asked if you liked his idea, to which you didn't reply because you were too caught up in his beauty - and for damn sure did Leia tease you about it.

• T H E  M A N D A L O R I A N •

This little green fellow had tapped your feet, it's big eyes staring up at you with adoration. You tried to awe at it as you picked it up and moved it over to your bench, offering it some food and a drink. Loud footsteps were heard before what seemed like a blaster to be cocked in your direction, you turned, seeing a man in a helmet. He almost seemed to be taken back by your beauty as he stopped dead in his tracks. The Child behind you giggled and jumped from the table to you, resting on your shoulders before giving you in what seemed to be a kiss on the cheek. The Mandalorian slowly lowered his blaster, you were not threat.

• K Y L O   R E N •

You heard the ships and tie-fighters all land before you saw that they were much closer to you than expected. You ran through the snowy ground, realising you were hardly getting anywhere and the sound of Storm Troopers were closing in on you. You may have escaped death on your home planet, but now the First Order were after you again to finish the job. You turned to see if they were following you before swinging back around and smacking straight into a body, you looked up - it was Kylo Ren. He stared down at you, analysing you through his mask before offering his hand to take.

• G E N E R A L   H U X •

You were Snoke's new apprentice, training along side Kylo. You bowed before your master, agreeing to his plans before standing up and making your way out. As you do, Kylo turns the corner and gives you a nod as you do the same before another man turned the corner and almost smacked into you. He was about to yell at you, tell you off for getting in his personal space but as he looked down at you, he was lost for words; much like you were at this point. You heard someone clear their throat loudly and turn to see Kylo impatiently waiting for the man to follow - but not before he smirked at the both of you.

• L U K E  S K Y W A L K E R •

You watched curiously as the fish below you slowly crept into the basket at your feet. You were overjoyed that you'd finally be eating tonight, as the days before there was no fish to get. A ship landed a few feet away from you and you groaned as the fish got scared and scattered away in a hurry. You watched as a man and woman emerged from the ship and were bickering before a Wookie and another man emerged, as you both made eye contact, you knew it was love at first sight.

• H A N   S O L O •

You heard his voice before you saw him, Maker, he was loud and obnoxious and you had a headache. You knew as soon as you saw him that he was the guy that wouldn't shut up and turned to him and scowled him for being so loud. He seemed amused by your frustration towards him, and as he came closer to you, you realized that he was indeed beautiful. He apologized sarcastically and you rolled you eyes - another play boy, it seemed.

• F I N N •

Your brother, Poe, had just given you the special assignment of cleaning his X-Wing, you were amazed he would let anyone touch his beauty other than himself. You were happy before you always thought that Poe had the best X-Wing in the Galaxy and quickly got to work at cleaning all the controls in his cockpit. As the younger sibling, he wouldn't let you fly just yet but you knew he would teach you one day when the First Order was dealt with. You felt someone watch you from the distance and saw a beautiful dark-skinned man watching you, as soon as he saw that you were looking and quickly turned and kept walking, a blush on his handsome face.

• C A L   K E S T I S •

Cere had found you in your hardest time, when the Empire had tortured you and left you for dead. She took you in and cared for you when no one else did and you were truly greatness. The Empire wanted you because he believed you were Force-Sensitive, which you were but because you were only just figuring out your powers, he grew frustrated with you and tortured you. You laid on the couch of the Mantis and someone cleared their throat, you looked up at this man and saw he has beautiful red hair and green eyes - you audibly gasped at his beauty and he blushed.

[faulty-writes]

Warning: Death Mention. Blood Mention. Mention of God/Powerful Beings.  

Fandom: My Hero Academia 

Pairing: Guardian!Tamaki x Reader

[You had tried to be careful your whole life, playing the part of a good civilian but unfortunately, you had found yourself in the wrong place, at the wrong time and now your life slowly lies in the hands of someone named Tamaki Amajiki.] 

You couldn’t feel anything and yet at the same time, it felt like your body was floating. You couldn’t remember what had happened, but the picture of someone laying in cold blood flashed in your mind. What had happened and where were you? You couldn’t hear anything, it was so deathly quiet. Everything so silent and yet calm, was that strange? 

You remained in that state, floating and surrounded by darkness until a light appeared, at first you thought it was your imagination. Perhaps an illusion, but it continued to grow and almost as if someone hit a switch. You found yourself surrounded by light and your voice returned. “Where am I …” was the first question that came, but the silence only continued. 

A sigh escaped as you continued to float, your hair swaying behind you. No one else was around, were you all by yourself? You closed your eyes, listening to your quiet surroundings. Not that you had much of a choice. But then ...you swore you could hear the sound of flapping, like a butterfly's wings. “Hm?” you continued to listen and the sound grew louder. 

You opened your eyes, gasping when you saw a swarm of butterflies coming towards you. You crossed your arms, bringing your knees up to your chest as you felt them glide pass you. A small air current followed and you dropped your arms. What was that? You blinked and looked over your shoulder, seeing the butterflies begin to manifest into something. 

“What the …” you continued to watch in amazement as the body of a man slowly began to appear, he was dressed in what looked to be a black skinsuit with a white tunic. His hair was a dark color and you noticed he had unusual ears that stuck out to a point. The butterflies seemed to disappear into the man and you noticed he had indigo eyes and that he was barefoot. The thing that stood out the most, however, was the pair of large blue butterfly wings that flapped gently behind him. 

There were small butterflies that floated around him and you shivered when he looked at you. “H-Hello,” he said and you froze, despite his voice being soft and the furthest thing from threatening you still felt uneasy. “W-What happened? Where am I?” now that someone was here, they could at least answer your questions. You saw him frown and glance down at his feet, “Uh w-well ...i-it’s hard to um, e-explain.” he replied and for a moment you felt angry. 

“What do you mean hard to explain?! One minute I was fine and the next I found myself here! Where am I?!” you demanded once again, wanting to stomp your foot but you still felt as though you were floating and didn’t want to risk losing your balance. He kept quiet a moment before slowly raising his head to look at you. “You ...you um, d-died. S-Sorry,” he said before he glanced back down. 

It felt like lightning struck you as he spoke those words and you chuckled, “Heh ...y-you’re joking right?” you said, immediately going into denial but the way he spoke told you all you needed to know. “N-No ...no I am not dead! I’m not!” you snapped and somehow he walked over to you. Laying his hand on your shoulder and you noticed how warm and feather-like it felt. You took a breath, looking at him with a horrified expression. 

“I’m s-sorry, y/n.” your eyes widened, “How do you know my name?” you narrowed your eyes suspiciously and he lowered his hand. “My n-name is T-Tamaki Amajiki and ...I uh, I-I’m your g-guardian,” he explained and you gave him a blank stare. “What?” you replied and watched his wings give another flap, they were beautiful and seemed to sparkle. 

“I-I’m your g-guardian, I w-was chosen to um, l-look after you b-but uh, t-then …” he trailed off, an almost guilty expression coming to his face. “T-Then what …” you said, feeling your stomach twist. Tamaki chewed on his bottom lip before he took a deep breath. “I s-saw you ...d-die, a v-villain attack happened and y-you were caught in the m-middle. I-I’m sorry,” he replied, hiding his face behind his hands for a moment. 

You almost felt lightheaded, cradling your hands to your chest. Your eyes were wide as you tried to remember what happened. Was it really a villain attack? Why couldn’t you remember anything? You shook your head, “I-If you’re my g-guardian, t-then ...why did y-you let me d-die?” you questioned and Tamaki swallowed before playing with his fingers. The few butterflies that surrounded him began to circle around his head. 

“I ...I um …” you quickly began to realize that Tamaki might be shy and had trouble speaking. “I c-can’t really c-control w-what happens on E-Earth, I’m o-only here to w-watch over you and m-make sure you m-make the r-right c-choices a-and-” he suddenly let out a gasp which scared you and caused you to jump back. “W-What?!” you exclaimed, God you hated getting surprised, and Tamaki, your guardian was no exception. 

You couldn’t help but grow concerned as you watched him clench his jaw and a bright light came to circle around him. You hissed and shielded your eyes as his body manifested back into those butterflies which circled around the light, eventually disappearing as it faded. You lowered your arm, frowning as you saw he was gone. What happened? Why did he leave you? You felt a little disappointed, wondering if it was your fault that he had left in the first place. 

But moments later, that light returned and once more you shielded your eyes. Feeling a tad bit annoyed as Tamaki returned. “U-Uh sorry …” he said as the light faded and you glared at him. “What was that?” you asked and he looked almost afraid and shook up. “M-My boss ...w-wanted a word w-with me,” he replied and you assumed this boss of his was God or some other powerful being. 

“Oh …” you said as you rubbed your arm, “So ...what were you saying?” you were actually curious, all you had gotten from him was that he was a guardian and he made sure you made the correct decisions. But then, he got interrupted. “Oh I ...u-uh …” once more he seemed to trail off and you almost expected him to leave again, but he remained where he stood. “N-Normally guardians w-watch over their a-assigned persons and ...w-while we c-can’t interact with you on E-Earth we c-can guide you to m-make the r-right choices,” he repeated. 

“B-But we c-can’t control w-whether or not you d-die, t-that’s not in o-our p-practice b-but ...I w-was just i-informed t-that ...I-I’m now in c-charge of ...your l-life and d-death …” he said as a tremble ran through his body. “M-My …” once more you looked terrified, “You m-mean you d-decide if I s-stay here or i-if I go back?” you questioned and he shyly looked at you before nodding. 

“W-Well ...what’s your choice?” you asked and he frowned, “I ...I-I’m not sure, I-I’ve watched you y-your whole life and um, y-you’ve always been g-good and I ...I love y-you, w-which I k-know is strange b-but I w-was there when y-you were born and I-I’ve seen you t-through b-both your g-good and bad t-times.” he explained and you felt your heart skip a beat, “Y-You’ve been watching me m-my whole life?” once more he nodded. 

“W-When someone i-is born, t-they are a-assigned a g-guardian. I w-was once a hero and I m-met my untimely e-end at the hands of a v-villain as well. W-When I a-awoke from my d-death, I f-found myself here and ...I w-was told b-because of my g-good deeds, I w-would be a-assigned to p-play the role of a g-guardian.” you couldn’t help but feel a bit choked up at his words, he had died because of a villain? 

“I c-can’t remember h-how long ago t-that was, it f-feels like a m-millennia.” you swallowed and stepped closer to him, suddenly feeling the urge to hug him and he somehow knew what you were thinking and opened his arms. “You c-can …” he replied and though you were surprised, you proceeded with the hug. Wrapping your arms around him and cradling your head into his chest. He felt so warm and a feeling of safety and happiness filled you. 

Is this what heaven felt like? Is this what eternal rest provided? Never in your life had you felt such love and comfort than in those few short moments with Tamaki. His wings felt smooth as they gently brushed against your knuckles. Part of you never wanted to leave, in fact, you felt the sudden urge to stay. Especially with Tamaki’s arms wrapped around you. 

“Y/n, I l-love you …” he said and you felt a warmth fill your chest. Your arms tightened around him, “I ...love you too Tamaki.” you whispered before you felt him pull away, he reached down to grab your hands. “I-I’m glad ...b-but I t-think I’ve m-made my choice,” he said and you noticed butterflies began to appear from thin air and circle around you. “Huh?” your eyes followed them before you looked at Tamaki who smiled before releasing your hands. 

“W-What? No!” you cried out as you felt those butterflies begin to carry you away. Your hand was stretched out towards Tamaki who was waving you goodbye. “N-No I don’t want to leave!” you cried out as your vision turned white once more. You heard the sound of chatter and the pressure of two fingers on your neck. “I got a pulse!” someone cried out as you slowly fluttered your eyes open. 

The sky was the first thing you saw, it was gray and almost dreary. You slowly turned your head, feeling your body course with a dull ache. An EMT was next to you, their gloves covered in what you assumed to be your own blood and they looked at you with a smile. “You’re going to be okay,” they said before two more arrived and helped you into a stretcher. It was then you noticed the front of your shirt was covered in blood. 

What happened? You gasped when you suddenly remembered Tamaki and began to wiggle and the EMT’s quickly restrained you. “N-No I want to see Tamaki! Where is he?!” you demanded as they pricked you with an IV. “You can see your friend later, just relax. We need to get you to the hospital.” you felt your eyes water, almost on the verge of tears before you heard his voice. “Y/n, I l-love you. I-I’ll tell y-you that o-over and o-over again, we’ll m-meet again o-one day when i-it’s truly y-your time t-to go.” his voice only seemed to echo in your head as you realized the EMT’s weren’t phased by it. 

But somehow, you found yourself smiling. So he was still watching over you, somehow the idea of that brought you happiness. You knew your life would still have its bad moments. The ups and downs. But at least in a way, you knew you had something to look forward to and someone that would be there for you at the end of your journey. 

[v1le-punk]

May or may not have cried writing this:

TW: suicide, character death, self harm

Janus was packing his bags to leave, he was about t leave when remus stoped him, he had tears streaming down his face, "h-hey, i know you're lea-leaving," he said shaking, " i j-just want you to know, I-it's ok, i u-u-u-understand" he sniffed, "i-it-it-s o-ok." He smlied with tears running down his cheels. "Remus? Are you ok?" Asked janus, "I'm trying to hold it together janus, i really am!" Remus sobbed, "B-BUT I CAN'T! MY ONLY FRIEND HATES ME!" He yelled as he ran away. He went into the mind scape and sat on the cliff sobbing to himself. "EVERYONE HATES ME!" he yelled to himself, "i should just die......." he whimpered. His tears made rippels in the water below him, he started laughing. He summoned a knife, he gripped it tight as he dug into his arm, thd blood seeping out of his arms and falling the long distance to the water, he laughed as tears streamed down his face and did more cuts. He dug deeper each time. Once he had no more room left to cut he stood shakily, "finally found yo- remus?" Said janus with fear in his voice. Remus cackled as he turned to face janus, he laughed as the blood continued to drip down his arms seeping into the grass. He wiped his tears with bloody fingers and left red marks under his eyes, "f-f-funny s-story j-jan-jan, n-none l-l-likes m-m-me, s-so th-th-theres no point staying!" He laughed, "d-do m-me a f-favour and don't f-follow m-me" he laughed, "tell virgil i love him." He fake smiled one more time. He leaned back and fell off the cliff and remembered all the times he had with virgil and janus that would have never happened again anyway. He hit the water and released the kinfe from his grip. Janus collapsed onto the floor, "NO! NO! NO!" he screamed. He got out his phone and texted virgil:

Snake: virgil?

Spider: what do you want?

Snake: umm, remus just, he just, he, killed himself

Snake: he wants you to know, he loves you

Spider: omg, no! No! NO!

Spider: i swear if you just made me have a panic attack to get me to come to the dark sides!-

Snake: VIRGIL! You know i wouldn't do that!

Spider: so, he's really dead?

Snake: yeah

Spider: oh my god, I'll go tell Roman

Virgil Walked downstairs with tears in his eyes, "hey kiddo, are you ok?" Asked Patton, "i need to tell Roman something!" Virgil yelled, "he's in his room" said Logan. Virgil ran back up and slammed open Roman's door, "r-r-roman!" Virgil said closing the door, "what?" Said Roman, "r-r-remus k-k-killed h-h-himself." Virgil siad, Roman had a look of dissbelef on his face, "my brother, is dead?" He asked shakily, "y-y-yes" virgil weeped as he burried his face in his hands, Roman's eyes filled with tears. "H-he's really gone." Sobbed janus. "Really, gone"

[transsexualhamlet]

my friends hate me such an ungodly amount in among us i swear to god

Apparently it’s considered “cheating” to be on discord call while playing but we do it anyway because it’s f u n, and at this point the game isn’t as popular anymore so We Do What We Want. 

Being on call also makes it like... honestly more of an acting game than anything else, which is even funnier because well. We’re all theatre kids and we can trick each other like nothing fucking else.

It’s pretty goddamn hard to be imposter when we’re all playing together on call though, because well, they literally always accuse me even if i’m not. It’s Become Known that i’m either caught right away or I kill everyone before literally anyone gets suspicious, and tbh I really don’t hesitate to murder my friends

So basically we were playing on call yesterday and uh

So I was the imposter.

Four times in a row.

They’d already accused me of it before I even was the imposter so I knew we were off to a great start. When we’re on call too and the group figures out who the other imposter is, I have to vote them off a lot too otherwise i’ll seem sus too so, it gets really brutal really fast.

White and I are imposter, go into security and double kill orange and red, and then split up and kill two more people before someone calls a meeting

White was sloppy and got caught venting by someone I was on call with so we all voted white out (rip)

And then after that since my friends were some of the only ones still alive, and all they like to do is accuse me (and the only other one that could be sus doesn’t really kill people as imposter) it quickly became obvious that it was me, fuck. Well I lost that one.

I would nOT lose again.

Second round i’m imposter with yellow like well fUck, they’re gonna suspect me right off, but,,, they didn’t, i rattled off going to comms and killed like three people

I didn’t really have a plan but then when someone found a body I do the basic “where” and “who” and then black started accusing blue of faking a task. I knew blue wasn’t the imposter and blue was someone i was on call with, who started going “whY ARE THEY ACCUSING ME???” so I tried to defend them but they got kicked off. Then they call another meeting. I’m like “well it wasn’t blue so it’s obviously black cause they were making blue sus” so then I convinced all my friends to vote off black.

Then pink and yellow (the other imposter) started accusing each other, and I Talked with my friends trying to Figure Out Which One It Was

...We voted off pink.

Then of course to not seem sus I had to vote out yellow with the rest of them. But by then the only people who are left are the people I’m on call with (sans blue who is already dead and has no clue who the imposter is)

So either it’s purple, dark green, or me.

All of us on the call start yelling like crazy and it must be fun for the dead people watching the chat because well we’re not typing in the chat at all. Like we’re just yelling and completely silent on the game.

So Purple is like “it’s gotta be green it’s gotta be green it’s gotta be green but i swEAR TO GOD IF IT’S YOU CYAN I’M GONNA S L I T YOUR T H R O A T” so I’m like “FINE YOU DO THAT” and vote green

Once it confirms the eject and I win EVERYONE IS JUST S C R E A M I N G at me and I was laughing like a fucking madman

THIRD GAME,

So This Time I’m imposter with orange. I’m like well fuck, because jesus christ they don’t trust me anymore. But I’m fucking LOVING it. 

So me and orange split up, and I kill in electrical (i mean yeah don’t i always) before running off to comms and well fuck, purple (who i’m in call with) is in comms and so is orange. Orange knows I’m not gonna snitch and kills purp RIGHT THERE, which well, isn’t good for me because well purple is screaming to report the body and accuse orange and so is everyone else on call.

Obviously i’m the imposter if I don’t do it, so like. I report it but I do it b a d l y. I’m on a laptop so they can hear me typing into the chat through the call and they’re screaming to accuse orange. So I yell that I was in comms with orange and I saw the body and orange said where and i said “wOulDn’T yoU lIkE tO kNoW wEaTheR bOy”

My friends on call are fucking SCREECHING at me just to say it was orange and they’re like “I swear to god rowan you’re the worst crewmate ever”

...I won like five seconds after they said that.

And they just fucking k i l l e d me (thank god i wasn’t wearing headphones)

So the next time, I’m like well that was fun

NOPE. Imposter again.

Damn well I just don’t even try to not be sus I just run around and fucking shank people until everyone’s like “It’S CYAN IT’S CYAN IT’S CYAN” and I like, literally kill one of my friends in front of everyone

So my friend is blue and they’re like...

(they took the screenshot lmao)

I love this fucking game tbh

BUT AS SOON AS I GET CREWMATE I ALWAYS GET KILLED FIRST OMG

But well gee i wonder why someone might want to do that

[ne-fe-li-bata]

Aye yo CORPSE!  ...

Dead ass;

You can't convince me that Corspe was/is/does ; 

in no particular order..

• Deserve to be held ( I would smother him with my chest and hold him tighter than he has ever been held) & protected from this world

• Pyro! Mans loves🔥🔥🔥 - mostly his fav elemental  (Leo is a fire sign); “WOOO... now that’s a fire!”

•  Loves knives/weapons- has a collection (quite a nifty 1, ay thank-a-you) & even knows how to use butterfly knives/ tackle combat.

      Has a collection of weapons (brass knuckle, daggers, swords, knives,etc.)

•  Highly interested in combat/training. Most likely has training in some sort of combat. Loves any form of physical combat < UFC,MMA, Boxing, any type of martial arts>

•  Absolute proper gentlemen / clearly has the utmost charm/cunning

      I.e holds the door open & will slap yo ass on the way in, moves you away from street side when walking, pulls chairs, defends your honor, etc.

• Takes A . L . O . T  to truly capture his attention- but once you have it ..%100

•  With his person; protective/obsessives/ possessive/ sensual/ affectionate .

              < mine is mine. me no share -like absolutely not at all>

             “ You want the moon? Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down for ya“

• RP'er on DeviantArt/chats had his own OC. (also prob had his fav person to RP with) 

         <prob even talked to them in MSN or private chat>

•  Watched mostly nothing by anime/cartoons (nick/CN) as a kid & also mostly watched certain shows/movies as a kid well into his teens

         (could recite quotes/scenes as second nature)

•  Not a major musical theatre type of kid. But musical movies/shows was 1 of his favs- but still highly interested/ in love with theatre/musicals/preforming arts none the less.

-EYES DON’T LIE

•’staring problem’ he’d just stare at you -deep in his head (both good & bad) you’d have to bring him back to you ..”babe- eh, come *snap*back to me. What’s on your mind my love?’

•  Genuinely a really warm person- but only to certain people, but comes across cold & distance 

•  Grew up in the internet & knows the way around the 'business' & 'faceless' YouTubers/celebrities

•  His teens/ late adolescents consisted & grew up on YouTube O.G videos/ video game commentary/content;

  Cry.. <Cry was a huge part of my life & still hold a special place in my heart. Corspe just like I was most likely devastated with the shit that went down> 

Jack

Nova

Sp00n

Jontron

Smosh

Nigahiga

Shane

Jenna

Hanna Hart

Phil/Dan

KevJumba

Ray William Johnson

Pewds

Machinima

EMT

ERB

Wassabi Prod.

VlogBros, 

-etc

• Has an oral fixating (lovebites indefinitely <like dead ass ya’ll be chillan/ out & he’d attack you> & just needs something in his mouth always)

• Fidgety af, always need to be playing with something in his hands/playing with 

•  Is a goddamn absolute certified freak--but also super soft bean boi. (can't stress how this boi needs& deserves to be protected)

• Constant hand/arm touching/stroking for comfort.

• Daddy{papi} / Mommy(mamá) . Master . Sir  kink - hard control kinks- but highly sub. 

hard(er) kinks

• Lovebites = M I N E 

obvs fishnets/ crossbody straps/ lingerie

lace

collars/ restraints 

toys

     •RP

degrading/praising

sub/dom switch

showing/proving your actually/completely & utterly his/ he’s completely & utterly yours..

& of course you know it's go time when 1 - if not both of you has kitty ears on. 

over stim 

*no touchy/ don’t let me go*

“look at what I’ve done to you”

“you kno only I can do this to you”

“look how greedy you are for me”

“look at the mess you’ve made because of me’ 

“cum on my face”/’cum for me”

“who do you belong to” / “you belong to me & only me”

100% all black clothing 🖤

*that once we get home / I swear I’ll deal with you right here, right now* look 

primal play  “when you run from me, it only makes me want you more” “you know imma find you kitten”

pet names (beast< i feel like you call this man “ (a) beast”-he about to lose his absolute fucking mind> , “oh Corpse/______, you absolute fuckin’ beast- my God” kitten, babyboy/girl, baby(e), bae, my love, lover boy, my darling, slut, needy little bitch, cum slut, lil’ whore, master/mistress, king/queen”

“only yours” “just ______” “ no-one but _____” “only____” “only you” 

‘I’ll keep you so no one can find you or bother us’

“that’s my girl” / “that's my boy”

“would you like to/ I saw----”

“look at me” “don’t look away from me”

GROWLING / talking through clenched jaw

not breaking eye contact 

     • his name & ‘Corspe’ being cried out 

“cry out my name for me baby. know who you belong to”

video/sexing/teasing 

breeding kink

voyeurism

abrasions

aftercare af 

impact play 

24/7

edging 

accidental stim; “holy fuck- I’m so turned on by you rn”

rope bondage 

begging 

worships 

•  But also soft kinks; 

MEME SENDING

head on lap/chest

naps

playing with hair 

matching outfits

voice messages 

always touching (somehow)

no space between bodies

picture taking together/ just of you

body rubs, head rubs

massages

competition 

play fighting

“this reminded me of you”

“I remember you said” “I know you...”

“you know I love you”

“I can tell by your eyes”

“ugh- I swear to shit imma marry you 1 day”

“nothing really made sense until you”

“do you wanna watch”/ “WAIT!? YOU HAVEN’T SEEN?!”

“damn- you really do love/like me, eh?”/ “you are SO fucking mine”

“that’s my girl”/ “that's my boy”

pet names/ “MY_______” “YOURS”

long stares

dates- stay at home dates are his fav, as your attention/focus is just on him 

choker/necklace/ jewelry (that 1 of you bought- NOT LIKE HIGH PRICE TAG, but like seen it & was like ‘omg ____ would so wear...’) 

cuddles with movies /anime watching time

just being in the same room/on call- even in silence 

* emojis*- just some sort of communication 

inside jokes/ puns/dark humor

seeing 1 another with kids

future kink (family, travel, etc)

playing video games 

dancing/ singing with 1 another

Sitting on the ground, wrapped around his leg when he streams/edits

Nerf gun fights 

Watching him record (tracks/editing/streaming)

•  Loves- loves surprises <like dead ass would set up a surprise date/ do a scavenger hunt for you/ surprise you with your fav thing>

•  Loyalty is everything & his best attribute (& pride) 

• The music that he make is from the soul/heart. He pit everything has has/what he has left into his art

•  No one has seen the real him - a side he truly hides

•  He's both book & street smart

           Taught himself through YouTube/Reedit/online 

•  Fav actors; Jim Carrey/Robbin Williams/Will Smith (?)

•  Man’s straight up dangerous. we only know like a  quarter of him & people fall at his feet. ( h e . i s . n o t . t o . b e. F U C K E D . w i t h) 

•  Hates silence 

         ( constantly needs background noise)  <also can't fight me on this babyboi cuddles pillows/blankets for night-night time>

•  People don't understand the pain he is in every day, unless they have fibromyalgia/GERD/high functioning (sever social)anxiety/depression/ agoraphobia 

(my mom suffers with fibro/depression <I myself have GERD/ sever social amenity/depression>& I wouldn't wish those illness on my worse enemy...)

• Over all pain has changed him

• Has dealt with self harm since a young age- most likely 9- 11 yrs old. (as someone else who’s suffered with SH for years- when you become so numb it 1 of the only ways to feel some sort of anything/makes you feel like you’re alive)

• Addiction (drugs/people/things)

•  Wrote & read a lot of fanfiction

        (most likely his main source of reading in pre/teenage years)

• Is a hopeless romantic but has his guard way up

•  Obsessed with Japan / Studio Ghibli

• Doesn't think he deserves any of the recognition/ fame he's gotten--but definitely deserves it all as he's creative & inspirational as fuck. Also he’s worked so hard for it & had put himself through so much

    Contrary is highly appreciative of those that are supporting

• Doesn't do it for the fame but for the fact he know how he's gotten people through hard time (just like those on the internet got him through)

• Was a scene boy that vibe’d of myspace/ listens to a lot of  ‘scene’ pop-punk, emo/ scene band shit (band?)

•  Also is/was a major tumblr boy

•  Would be a phenomenal father

•   His love language: physical touch & words of affirmation 

• He would flinch at touch movement but would melt in your hands

• Face caresses would trigger anxiety/ tears.. but once he’s calmed/comfortable would burry his face in your touch. neck & chest

•  Still caught up in daydreams

•  A part of him is still never satisfied even if it’s exactly to the pin point detail of what he wanted  

•  Has at least 40/50(ish) songs he hasn't released

•  Mommy & daddy issues (not saying his home life was really- really  fucked - but non the less- it certainly wasn't the best).. Also wants to protect/provide for his family (especially his sister) & was prob closer to a grandparent/aunt/uncle)

•  Definitely prefers to be by himself, as every time people come around, it's like;‘"this is why I'm okay (ish)with being alone" 

• lost an important person to him due to O.D/ suicided..

•  Also most likely to of heard his "friends" shit talking 'Corpse' or something correlated with him

•  His pride is his biggest sin (next to lust)

•  Has single-handedly defined a huge part of 2020 ( in the best way)

•  Went through a fighting stage where he was ready to fuck anyone up on a drop of a dime (middle/'high school'/street fights- possibly even under ground)

          but also a stage where he cut absolutely everyone off for a solid couple years

•  Most likely obsessed with 1 of 3 creatures; lion, dragon, wolf ( 5ish- possibly bear/fox)

•  Dinosaur obsessed 

• Internet & video games raised him

• He raised himself

Quick to adapt to surroundings/situations.

•  Mighty Morphin Power Rangers was his shit ( I CAN SO SEE YOUNG BABYBOI RUNNIN AROUND THE HOUSE IN A POWER RANGER SUIT) "IT'S MORPHIN' TIME MOTHER FUCKER"

              fav ranger- green 

•  Has up until next year planned out & is working on the next 'version of corpse' ( PR, vids, music, etc)

•  Also med/high key this man was most likely in a physcward (more than once) ..

•  This man deserves more than he'll ever give himself recognition for & knows in the back of his mind--people will hate just to hate

•  Rose is his fav flower  🌹

•⛈️🌧️. >🌞.  Loves storms/ rain & prefers them over sunny days

•  Loves the moon/stars/space (?) < observatorium dates = fuckin mint>

• Pixar/Disney lover

        <still believes- deep down in happy ever after ... but thorough an twisted yet not so twisted- simple(??), dedicated process(?)>

•  Fav Pixar movie.. either Wall.E or Toy Story 

    •  Pixar > Disney

         •  But fav Disney movie- Beauty & the Beast (?)

• Most likely had a Jackass obsession's (doing dumb hoodshit)

•  Fall is his fav season (?)

•  Horror/ thriller movies/shows over everything (obvs)

•   Had an escape place in town where he’d hide from the world- that absolutely no one knew about. 

•  Was really into graffiti/ street art 

•  Arested as a youth - but charges dropped- or was still considered a mirror (either fighting/ possession/ trespassing/ vandalisms)

• Arrested on heavier charges (also same as above - but not tried as an minor)

•  also-ALSO ... thou he feels like he owes people something. HE DOESN’T OWE ANYTHING TO A N Y O N E . His mental & well being is the most important.

•  On a side & major note. You can't deny that this man single handily is a (in my opinion) the 2nd biggest “C” that define 2020.

•  Was most likely really into skateboarding/BMX

• Late night drives/impulsive road trips & playlist/ sitting at lookouts, just in silence & touching 1 another. 

• Clingy af-.. but could also be distance & cold af- especially on high pain days. stormy brain days. PTSD episodes.

• Slow dancing/ dancing around the apartments. with or without music.

• Rocking out with each other- screaming lyrics in each other face.

• “hey baby- how you feelin” 

         *grunting* *shuffles over & lays on chest* 

• Huge comforts for 1 another;

      Especially when going out, being wrapped around him for comfort & reassurance. Even being at home alone together- panic attacks are shit, PTSD episodes are even more shit. helping each other with bathing & caring

     When he’d be hiding from his reflection- or stares just a little too long. Going up behind him & worship him (vise versa)

• He’d be your biggest hypeman/ #1 fan (vise versa)

• Would LOVE you wearing his clothes/jewelry & would love to wear you things.

Was probably engaged to his ex (that's why he gets offt when people mention "corpse wife"

There'd be days where he'd be so distance & cold.. & tell you to leave but wouldn't let you.

He'd sit in the bathroom with you when you shower/have a bath.

As he doesn't sleep most night. He'd be up just watching you sleep & caressing you.

Lil spoon > big spoon.

<more to be added>

I love you... genuinely . turly.  madly. deeply.