#he wont hit you with his hammer

[bunlyn001]

teehee im posting this again cus its my favv doodle of toy bonbonnn

o(〃＾▽＾〃)o he's a lil angry guy but dw Bon is a doll, a sweet heart !!! He's jus very sensitive and verryyy protective of his friends <3

Buy him cute shit and trust he'll love you

[technikki]

was provided with a rough translation of one of the 4th light novels' chapters by bestie rachel fullscoreshenanigans so im dumping a small compilation of don moments that made me chew a hole through my wall

[imsilay]

I love your stalker König, have you considered writing about him kidnapping the reader?

Kidnapping them, locking them in his home so that when he comes back from his missions he can play “house” and “make love to his little wife”. Age gap is also always so good 🩷

IT WAS ON MY MIND BUT WHEN YOU REQUESTED IT I HAD TO WRITE ilysm <3

SOAR

NSFW! mdni +18, cw: kidnapping, obsessive behavior, fem!reader, König is a fucking delusional, riding, fingering.

word count: 2k

summary: Your sweet captor König fucking you after coming back to home from a long mission.

next part here

art cr: yashk_pucyet on twt

An ominous whistle echoed through the hall as he made his way to the front door of his apartment. The way he walked, his hands on his pockets and long steps, told how delighted he was to finally be back home. Other soldiers were already at the bar, celebrating their victory. But for him it was different. He didn’t wanted alcohol and woman. He wanted you. That was why he was rushing to home. He couldn’t wait to see his sweet wife, to worship his prize, to use his pet. He was aching to have you in his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist as he did basically everything in the house. He was clingy yes. He knew it but didn’t care. You were his already. So that meant he could do anything he wanted with you.

He already had his keys when he arrived at the door. Impatiently unlocking the door and kicking his shoes off. He closed and locked the door. A wont. “I’m back meine Königin.” he said not too loudly. He wouldn’t want to startle you because it was midnight and he knew you didn’t like loud noises. He walked through living room, it was designed simple; a couch and a tv unit with some plants, he could buy better but it was safe if it was small and basic. The door of your shared bedroom opened as he decided to stay silent in case you were sleeping. His heart hammer his chest when he saw your sleeping form in his bed. the sheets covered some of your body but the way your pajama pants was slid up exposing your soft thigh made his head spin.

See? He didn’t need any alcohol, you were intoxicating enough for him. “Meine Königin.” he purred as he quickly took of his gear and other clothes until he was just in his boxers. His mask was thrown away for him to find tomorrow. He climbed on the bed next to you. His massive body took the majority of the space but he wasn’t complaining. This way you were more close with him.

He gently turned your body towards him and took a sharp breath when he saw you wasn’t wearing any bra. “Nein, i should let you sleep. I don’t want my wife to be mad at me.” he mumbled as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you onto his chest. “I missed you so much, meine Königin.” he whispered and kissed your cheek. You clinged to his body unconsciously for more warmth. The way your body pressed against his -especially the feeling of your breasts underneath your t-shirt- made him want to take you there but he has to be patient. Until you wake up and notice his presence.

Well… He wasn’t a patient man. Not after witnessing how easily can people die. If he wanted something, he had to have it right then. That was why he kidnapped you. You, his innocent little girl, so young and naive. It wasn’t hard to gain your trust, you loved everyone. He just waited until you were independent from your family and had your own life. New friends, new neighbors, new job… It all made you feel like you were in a dream. Everything was too perfect. Until one day you heard a loud noise in your house then everything went black. That was when he took you for himself. The first year was like hell. You were constantly trying to escape, breaking everything in the house and throwing fits. But could you really do anything to harm him? That mountain of a man? He could kill everyone who was in his way. And unfortunately the destination was you. It was almost pitiful that how desperate he was for you. He didn’t really hurt or hit you. Even when you tried to escape he just found you and brought you back to his house. In his words “Our home.”

“Maus.” he purred as his hand slide underneath your t-shirt caressing your waist. His lips inches away from yours aching to capture them. Your eyes opened slowly when you felt and heard him. “I’m home.” he mumbled as he brushed his lips against your cheek. When you finally processed what was going on you tried to move away immediately. “Let go of me!” you scowled and pushed him by his chest. He chuckled lightly and pulled you back to your position on his chest. “The harder you push me, the harder i will pull you back.” he whispered and kissed your cheek. “As much as i love your spirit, i’m tired, Maus.” his voice was giving away how tired he was. Yet there was more. You knew it. “What do you want from me?” you mumbled as you stopped squirming. Your heart was beating like crazy, you knew you had no chance against him. “I want you to love me. But i know it’s too much to ask. I don’t deserve you, meine Königin.” your heart ache for a moment. But then you remembered that he was your captor. Your heart filled with rage again. He smiled softly and caressed your waist. “But you know the other thing i want.” his hand squeezed your waist and his lips brushed against your chin. His lips kissing you wherever he could reach, but your lips.

He still haven’t kissed you since he kidnapped you. He would fuck you until you can’t remember your name but that was it. He told you the reason why he didn’t kissed you during a vulnerable moment of his. He was listening to your heartbeat after a nightmare and speaking to you even if you just caressed his hair and didn’t answered him. “I want to kiss you so bad, Maus. I really do. But i don’t want to ruin you. I’m just a pathetic man who is trying to make you love me. So, i want you to kiss me when you love me.” that was his sweet words before he eat you out. Ironic, isn’t it?

A soft sigh escaped from your lips when he kissed your neck and his hand down your body. “I want you to ride me. I want you to sit on my cock like it’s your throne, meine Königin.” he whispered as he grounded his hard on against your clothed cunt. You whimpered when you felt his hard cock against your stomach. He was away from home for a month and you haven’t since done anything for yourself. So you were already wet for him. “You should take care of your husband~” he purred. “You’re not my husband. You’re just a psycho.” you moaned as he kissed the sensitive skin of your neck. “I suggest you to choose your words wisely, Maus.” he mumbled and bit your shoulder as a warning. “And how could you deny me when you’re this wet f’me, hm?” he chuckled lightly after pushing his fingers into your panties making you shudder and moan. His fingers found your clit and started rubbing it slowly. Making you wetter and ready for him. Your head dropped to his shoulder and small moans escaped from your lips. He groaned when your hot breath hit his neck. His neck was the most sensitive spot on his body. Were you doing it on purpose? Knowing how he cum in his pants when you kissed him on the neck first time?

“Maus stop- i want to cum inside you.” he mumbled and with a quick maneuver you were sitting on top of his crotch. He groaned and his hips buck upwards to meet yours. The thin fabric of your underwears did nothing. He still felt how wet and warm you were. You also whined and rock your hips. You were so desperate for a release and he was the only thing in hand. Your attempts to satisfy yourself was failed because he made you addicted to his big and thick cock, your small fingers weren’t enough. One of your hands rested on his chest as you tugged down your underwear with other. “Scheiße, Maus.” his cock twitched in his boxers at the sight. He knew you wanted him as much as he do. And it made him go feral. But he managed to stay still and watched you. You were aching for his cock but it wouldn’t fit if you weren’t opened enough. Your gaze dropped to his hands on your waist. You took one of his hands and he raised an eyebrow with curiosity but he let you lead it whenever you wanted. You took his middle and ring finger inside your mouth and moaned. Your head spun from just thinking about having it inside your tight cunt. He felt like he was having a heart attack when you sucked and covered his thick and lengthy fingers with your salvia. He let you do all the work as you grounded against his clad cock and wet his fingers. When you took his fingers out of your mouth and gave him a desperate look, he knew what you wanted. So he stuck his fingers into your dripping hole making you whimper and buck your hips. “Just like that, Maus. Ride my fingers.” he fingered your little hole as his free hand supported you by your waist. “So verdammt süß.” he hissed and picked up the pace. His fingers effortlessly finding all the spots in your tight cunt. “You’re so tight, Maus. Did you wait for me like a good wife, hm?” he mumbled as he felt you were close and added another finger. You whined and your walls clenched around his thick fingers. You cum unannounced and he groaned when you cum with just his fingers. “König.” you whimpered and your hands grabbed his forearms when he pulled his fingers out. “I know it’s not enough meine Königin.” he cooed and lifted you up a little to free his precum leaking cock. He didn’t even had the patience to take off his boxers fully. He positioned you on his cock and let you take it in slowly, giving you time to adjust his size. He groaned when your walls sucked him in greedily. “Guess someone missed me.” he mumbled and caressed your hips while you sit on his cock. “Here. Right here is where you belong, Maus.” he grabbed you by hips and made you bounce on his cock. His head tipped back and he let out a low groan. He was living for this moment. When he’s on a mission he would count the days until he meet you again. His beautiful wife.

This position allowed him to be deep inside you and it made you even more desperate. Your moans and whines filled the room as he mercilessly bounced you up and down on his cock. The tip of his cock hit your cervix and you whimpered. “König it’s too deep.” you dug your nails into his forearms. He groaned and picked up the pace. It wasn’t like you were riding him anymore. He was slamming you down on his cock with his giant strength. “Slow down!” you whimpered when he hit your cervix again. “Admit that i’m your husband. Then i will consider.” he growled as he fucked you mercilessly. “Fuck-“ you cried when he didn’t even slow down a bit. “You’re my husband, König. Please.” you managed to say. “Braves Mädchen.” he purred and slowed down just a bit. “Say it again.” he slapped your hips and smirked delightfully. His big hand covered your hips as he slammed his hips into yours rapidly. You slurred that he was your husband over and over until he finally cum deep inside you. He rubbed your clit so you cum along with him.

You collapsed on his chest as he pulled out his cock. His semen dripped from your hole and you buried your head into his neck. You hated him so much for ruining your life but you were also desperate to have his love and affection. “Meine Königin.” he cooed and rubbed your back in small circles. “We’re not finished.” he kissed your forehead when you protested with a whine.

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i promise i will write the stalker x stalker after this lol

if you liked this story you’ll love this

[dumbslvtforethan]

♾ favour ethan landry

--summary: ethan found out you slept with your boyfriend, chad and made sure to remind you who you belong to

warnings smut!, p in v, degrading kink, dirty talking lmk if i missed anything 746 words

𐙚 mdni!! ↓↓ 𐙚༘⋆ೀೀ

HE TAKES OFF HIS MASK, and points the stained knife towards your neck, ever so slightly smiling like a psycho

"you know y/n.. i was really starting like you. then you just had to go sleep with chad." his eyes got teary, his hand shaking while he looks down

“why are you doing this?! i don’t even like you” you scream, disappointed and disgusted. "and why am i supposed to believe you?" he sticks the knife up in the air, close to your chest “ill do anything, just please” you cry out "just promise me you won't sleep with chad again, y/n." he puts the knife down and embraces you

“what the fuck?” you scream out "Promise me, Y/N. You won't give Chad another chance," he

whispered into your ear, his warm breath tickling your neck. You can almost feel his heartbeat against your chest, thundering with emotion. “i wont” tears streaming down “ill have sex with you, just please!” "Then prove it to me, Y/N. Tell me you want to be with me, and I promise I'll make it worth your while." he looks at you with hopeful eyes, his grip on the knife loosening as his trust in you begins to grow “i want to be with you” you lie, afraid of what he might do.

"Really?" he smiles warmly, his eyes bright with joy "I knew you'd come around. Now, let's make some memories." he takes your hand and leads you into his room, locking the door behind him. he smiles down at you, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he backs you up against the wall, pinning you there with his tall frame "So eager to please, huh?" he leans in close, his body heat enveloping yours, he quickly strips naked, and orders you to do the same, you do as you’re told. ethan continues to grind his hips against your ass, pushing his length deeper inside of you with each thrust "God, Y/N... you feel so good." he bites down on his lip as he reaches around to grope one of your breasts roughly, you cant help but slip out a silent moan "Fuck yeah, baby. Take it all." he picks up the pace, slamming into you harder and faster "Tell me you want this... tell me you want my dick” “i want it” you whisper "Good girl." he smacks your ass, the sting mixing with the pleasure as he continues to fuck you against the wall "You're so tight." he pulls out of you, causing a loud slap as his thick member slaps against your wet pussy “fuck” you say in between breaths "That's it, baby. Take my cock." he thrusts back into you, filling you up once more "You like being fucked by your boyfriends best friend?" “y-yes” you drag out the words "Good." he grabs your hair, pulling your nead back as he slams into you harder and faster "You're going to be my little slut from now on." he groans, his hips slapping against yours in a rhythmic cadence “o-okay” "That's how it's going to be, huh? My little slutty Y/N?" he smirks, his hand slipping down to grip your ass cheek "Fine by me." you groan at his words he angles you so that his cock hits your g-spot with each thrust, sending waves of pleasure through your body "You belong to me now, Y/N." he kisses you hard, his tongue invading your mouth as he continues to hammer into you "Say it.” “im yours” you drag out "Yes, you are." he leans down to whisper in your ear "And I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight tomorrow." he picks up the pace again, slamming into you with a force that makes the wall shake. you loudly moan "That's it, baby. Take my cock." he grabs your hips and starts pounding into you, his hard length hitting against your cervix with each powerful thrust "You like that? You like being fucked hard?" you nod, thats all you could do honestly. "Good girl." he slaps your ass, leaving a red handprint on your pale skin

"Now, why don't you show me how much you love being fucked by me?" “s-so much” he grins, his eyes dark with lust "So sweet." he pulls out of you, leaving a small pool of your arousal on the wall "Now, get down on your knees." you follow his orders "Good girl." he watches you lower yourself down, his eyes filled with anticipation "Take my cock." he stands up, his hard length glistening with your juices as you reach out to grab it" you dive in, bobbing your head up and down "Fuck yes." he groans, his hands gripping the wall tightly as you take him into your mouth "You're such a good cocksucker." he starts thrusting his hips forward, fucking your face with his cock, you spit on his dick "That's it, baby. I love the way you take my cock." he grabs your hair, pulling your head back and forth on his shaft as he starts to lose control

"You're going to swallow my cum, aren't you?" you nod. "Good girl." he thrusts his hips forward one final time, hitting the back of your throat as he releases a load of hot cum into your mouth

"Swallow it all." he holds your head in place, making sure you take every last drop he pulls out of your mouth with a pop, his cock slippery with your saliva "There's my good girl." he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace, you groan. "That's right, baby." he starts to fuck you again, hard and fast, his cock slamming into you over and over

"Fuck yeah. You like it rough?", you nod eagerly. "You're such a dirty little slut." he groans, pushing deeper into you with each thrust "I'm gonna cum all over your tight little pussy” his pace quickens, his hips slapping against yours as he drives his cock deeper and deeper into your soaking wet pussy "Fuck, you're so tight." he reaches down, rubbing his throbbing erection along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh “fuck!” you scream

"Here it comes, baby." he pulls out of you suddenly, his cock erupting with a loud moan as he cums on your stomach "Drink it all in, slut."

he slams you into the bed "ethan i can't anymore". "Yes, you can. You're a strong girl, remember?" he pushes you onto your back on the bed, keeping hold of your hair "Now spread those legs, or l'l give you something to scream about." you do as your told "Perfect." He grabs a condom from the nightstand and rolls it onto his cock before positioning himself between your legs "Here it comes, baby. I'm going to fuck you hard and deep." you, filling you up completely as he starts to thrust hard and fast "God, your pussy teels so good around my dick."

you start rubbing your clit

"Fuck, yeah! Do that, baby. Rub your clit and cum for me." He picks up the pace even more, his hips slapping against yours as he reaches around to grope your ass "You're so tight." you cum on his dick "Yes, cum for me!" He continues to thrust into you, feeling your body shudder and tremble as you climax all over his cock "Fuck, that feels good." He grunts and moans, his own release building as he continues to fuck you hard “i-i cant” you say, seeing stars "You don't have to. I'm close." He pulls out of you, his cock still covered in your juices and cum "I'm going to cum all over your pretty face.” He aims his cock at your face and shoots his thick, hot cum onto your cheeks and nose "Now lick it up." you do as he says "Good girl." He smiles at you, running his fingers through your hair "You're such a good whore." "I can't wait to do this again." He climbs off the bed and pulls off his condom, tossing it onto the floor

"But for now, you rest." He pulls the blankets over you and switches off the light, leaving you in the dark", you silently sob in his arms "Shh... it's okay, baby girl." Ethan climbs back into bed behind you and wraps his arms around your waist "You did great." He nuzzles his face into your neck, trying to comfort you as you sob softly

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a/n: i honestly felt so dirty writing this, if you like fluffy smut, click off honestly.

[fliexx]

Thangyu :D

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MLM

werewolf au

Squid game never happened 

Se-mi best girly 

Se-mi smokes cigarettes 

Jealous Thanos of Min su

Min su being dragged into drama

Suggestive / smut later 😏

Friends to lovers 

Roommates but they sleep in the same bed ( totally makes sense :)

Namgyu knows about wearwolf Thanos

Thanos can retract his ears and tail 

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“ ah—OH! and then Min-su started talking about some bullsh*t like I’m ‘too clingy,’ like—WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?? I hate his guts man..but then he gave me some cookies so I kinda forgave him. I mean, what else do you do when you get food as an apology gift? After that, me and Min-su. . .” 

Thanos never thought he’d feel so possessive of his ‘best friend’ until now.

Namgyu’s rambling went on to deaf ears as Thanos drifted into thought. For someone Namgyu supposedly “hates”, he talks about him a whole lot. It was pissing him off at this point. Every other topic, Min-su this, Min-su that—but Thanos tried to ignore it. instead, he focused on what Nam-Gyu’s hand was currently doing; scratching behind Thanos’s ear. 

Nam-Gyu’s body tangled with his, Thanos arms wrapped around his waist as he subconsciously pulled the other closer. He noticed that Nam-Gyu managed to keep his sweater sleeves up closer to his knuckles even while giving Thanos’ affection. His constant sweater paws itched a scratch right in his brain.

Nam-Gyu’s warm breath hitting Thanos’s sensitive furry ear while he absentmindedly rambles off, it all made it even harder to pay much attention to what he was saying, the other man’s hands occasionally pitching Thanos’s neck when he notices the unfocused expression on his face.

With how close the two of them are, Thanos mind drifts to certain moment Nam-Gyu talked about earlier.

-

Sh*t, what time is it? It’s probably midnight…no doubt a full moon. A horrible time for a werewolf to be out and about.

And yet, here Thanos was, carried away partying and getting high with Nam-Gyu all night—which was partly interrupted a few times due to Thanos growling at anyone he saw as a threat or someone getting too close to his best friend. It wasn’t like it was a problem to the best friend in question, Nam-Gyu egging him on to go fight or kill someone. He was too high to actually understand what he was saying in the moment.

While walking (stumbling) back to their apartment, they spotted Min-su and Se-mi walking in their direction. Thanos wasn’t surprised. he smelled them before they came into view. He was too hammered to alert Nam-Gyu, so as soon as the shorter male saw them, he ran and gave Min-su and Se-mi (mostly Min-Su) a bear hug.

“OMG—MIN-SU, SE-MI! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU GUY IN FOREVER! OH MY GOD, YOU WONT BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED AT THE CLUB TONIGHT—SO . . .” Nam-Gyu began to loudly ramble, retelling what had transpired beforehand. he didn’t notice Se-mi as she moved to stand by Thanos.

The way Nam-Gyu clinged to Min-su, tangling their arms together, casually closing off distance between their faces, acting like Thanos wasn’t there…it was starting to irk him. Thanos glared at Min-su the same way he glared at the men who had tried hitting on Nam-Gyu in the club. They were either dead or close enough to it.

Thanos struggled to keep his ears and tail from revealing themselves in public. He didn’t care about it that much, having already done so in a club crowd, but Nam-Gyu was worried about a bystander seeing him, so he kept it under wraps.

“WHAT’S TOO CLINGY? WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN BI- wait is that a cookie? is it laced? Thanks Mi-suuu~” 

Se-mi watched as Mi-su tried to bribe Nam-Gyu off of him with snacks (which worked,) she noticed Thanos glaring daggers at the two of them—mostly Min-Su—with his hands balled into unconscious fists. Se-Mi smoked her cigarette before calling out to Nam-Gyu.

“ HEY Nam-Gyu! Looks like your dog’s got a problem with you being so touchy , shouldn’t you take him home to cheer him up?” Se-mi chuckled at the thought of calling Thanos a ‘dog,’ but it seemed Thanos didn’t find the humor in it, turning his deadly gaze towards the woman instead.

Se-Mi held her hands up in defense, just in time for Nam-Gyu to come over and save the day (night?). 

“ Aww…is my puppy jealous of little old Min-Su? you don’t have to be..C’mon, we can go home!” He cooed. While he dragged his werewolf boy away, Thanos was to flushed to notice Nam-Gyu sneaking a pill or two from Thanos’s cross necklace. 

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That whole ordeal led to Nam-Gyu coddling Thanos the whole way home, making out in the doorway of their apartment, exchanging a plethora of kisses and hickeys on the couch, grinding against each other on the kitchen counter, and finally cuddling in Thanos’ bed.

Well—their bed, as Namgyu has been sleeping there for months, only going into his room for clothes and time to cool down after an argument with his ‘best friend’, which hardly happens.

Thanos had started to focus on the scent emitting from Nam-Gyu rather than the situation with Min-Su and Se-Mi. He smelt like a cross of roses and underlying weed. Not overwhelmingly, but just enough to calm Thanos’ senses.

Namgyu gently held Thanos’ chin in between his fingers, turning his face up and using his thumb to part his lips. He pressed a pill on Thanos’ tongue, much to the other man’s contentment.

“Does my puppy feel better?” Nam-Gyu asked, his tone almost belittling. And yet, it brought butterflies to Thanos’ stomach, the way he spoke without a care in the world about what that nickname does to him. 

How his smile always looked so sheepish. How his eyes were lidded, how he pulled his sleeves down until only his fingers showed. how he shivered a bit because of the cold temperature of their apartment.

Thanos eyes scanned every detail, everything itching into his brain until he couldn’t take it anymore. Thanos pinned Nam-Gyu to the bed, cutting off the man’s surprised gasp with a rough kiss. He couldn’t help but growl whenever he heard whimpers leave the other.

Nam-Gyu wasn’t sure where the sudden aggression had come from, but he was doing anything but complaining. 

“Ngh .. Su-Bong—“ He whined out. Hearing Nam-Gyu call him by his name flipped a switch that he wasn’t aware existed. Thanos’ growled before biting into Nam-Gyu’s neck, earning a shameless moan in return. He was being really loud, but neither of them cared enough to stop.

While he continued his assault on the smaller man’s neck, his tail thumped against the bedsheets. He couldn’t help the animalistic sounds that left his own mouth every time he felt the vibrations of Nam-Gyu’s whimpers. 

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Got Lazy :0

BETA EDITED !!!! -@jarijarii

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Ooooo what if Viktor and Mordecai both liked reader how would they react to it, would they share the reader or would they fight:')

A/n: I'm pretty sure they'd tried to come up with ways to kill each other before coming to an understanding on sharing you. If you're okay with it that is.

Viktor realized his feelings first, he was also the one who did his best to push them aside because who the fuck would want him? But then you gave him that pretty little smile of yours and how could he not. Mordecai on the other hand, it took him the longest time to realize his feelings for you. Sure he liked spending time with you, you weren't irritating like the others. Not to mention how sweet you were, it didn't hit him until the worst possible moment.

Though it was both men that went to ask you out at the same time. Neither of them got the chance since both Viktor and Mordecai realized why each one was there.

"Viktor."

"Mordecai...why are you holding flowers."

Mordecai tensed placing the flowers behind his back as he pushed his glasses up. "No reason...why do you have that...stuffed animal?"

Letting out a grunt, Viktor shifted the plush behind his back. "No reason."

"Right..."

"Right."

Mordecai does his best to treat you to your favorite things while Viktor fixes up your apartment or anything for you.

Things start to heat up more when both men start to compete for your attention.

It get's to a point where it becomes physical, while they won't kill each other it doesn't mean that they wont maim each other.

Nearly dropping the glass you were holding, your heart hammered in your chest as you looked at the two men on the ground. Mordecai had a split lip, glasses broken as he did his best to fix his suit while blood dripped down Viktors cheek. The eye patch long gone from his face as his shirt was torn.

"This is idiotic! You." Pouting, your lips trembled as your arms fell to the side. Heart hammering in your chest as you shook your head. "Either figure out if you can both share me or I'm not going to be with either of you."

Turning around you huffed storming off not waiting on answer from either of the men.

Wincing, Mordecai glanced down at his broken glasses then placed them back on the bridge of his nose as he handed Viktor his eye patch. "Seeing how neither of us will give her up....I suppose it comes down to the matter of....sharing her." While he hated the thought of someone that wasn't him touching you, at lest it was better than nothing.

Grunting, Viktor fixed the eye patch then stood up slowly nodding his head. "Fine."smoothing out his shirt he let out a grunt narrowing his eyes. He supposed it wasn't too bad, at least it was someone he trusted. "Let us...go tell her."

"Right..."

"....right."

[storiesoflilies]

school bus love (4)

synopsis: a series of successes, but it can’t always be sunshine and rainbows, can it?

pairing: teen!toji fushiguro x teen!f!reader.

warnings: none.

a/n: i’m done with my exams and i’m freeee! to celebrate, i’ve dropped more lily lore hehe. apologies if this isn’t the best, i’m so so tired, but i really wanted to post today! enjoy my darlings xo

part 3 // part 5

toji fushiguro was an exceptionally hard nut to crack.

throughout the past two months, they had sent each other daily streaks. as per usual, she sent her usual quirky streaks to try and pique his interest. to her credit, it worked quite a number of times, as they’d had quite a few conversations over snapchat. they hadn’t been flirting, but it was still progress, and she was absolutely ecstatic every time she managed to crack toji’s enigmatic shell and draw him in.

however, they never spoke in person on the bus.

“you’re both bizarre,” her bus buddy had commented in private, rolling her eyes. “how can you snap each other every day and then not even speak actual words?”

she bit her lip nervously, swinging her heavy backpack higher onto her shoulder. “i don’t know! i’m too shy, maybe he is too?”

her bus buddy sighed heavily and rolled her eyes, clawing for her revision notes from somewhere inside her tote bag. exam season was in full swing, and having any sort of distraction was far from ideal. she was studying hard, but with thoughts of toji rippling in the back of her mind like a tantalizing fruit swinging high up on a tree, just out of reach.

she noticed that he often deflected the conversation back to her whenever she asked him slightly more personal questions. toji seemed to more interested in hearing about her old life back home, about the way of life and culture. while it was nice that he took an interest, his deflections and apparent unwillingness to reveal much about himself made her seriously doubt if toji had any sort of feelings for her.

chasing after him was maddening, and still so very addictive.

however, she had to decide when it was time to go cold turkey and cut her losses, but that time wasn’t just yet.

a movie was playing in the background as she peacefully lounged in the living room after a particularly long day at school. the rain hammered down outside, creating a pleasant hum of droplets hitting the roof, and she snuggled up further into the couch with her steaming mug of tea.

“so, how’s the handsome boy doing?” her mom suddenly perked up, sipping a glass of fizzy water. “the one at the bus stop.”

“oh, toji? we’re still talking.”

“you’re still just talking? he hasn’t asked you on a date yet?”

“mom, don’t. it’s exam time, i’m not thinking about that right now, and i bet he isn’t either.”

“alright, alright! i’m just saying, maybe you should take the initiative instead of waiting for him.”

she contemplated that with a finger placed thoughtfully on her lip. she’d always wanted to be asked on her first date, not the other way around, and it was a sentiment she wanted to hold on to for as long as possible. moreover, she wasn’t even totally sure that toji liked her back.

the plan had to shift; she had to step it up just a notch.

that night, after sending a picture of her midnight snack of avocado on toast and successfully attracting toji’s attention, she laid out the bare bones of a subtle plan. a plan that involved an indirect suggestion that should hopefully end with him asking her to see the latest avengers movie with him.

haha, so true. have you seen endgame yet?

toji fushiguro: nah not yet, wbu?

nah, not yet. i rlly want to tho 🙃

toji fushiguro: ah yeha, me and my friends are going on tuesday

well… fuck.

oh nice!! haha no spoilers though

toji fushiguro: hmm oh well now you mention it

toji fushiguro: nah, dw i wont i’m not that much of a dick haha

yeah lol, well hopefully i can see it before i go back home

that was a good nudge, right? it wasn’t too subtle. if he liked her, then surely he would take the initiative now.

toji fushiguro: oh when r you goin back?

a week after my last exam, can’t wait lol

toji fushiguro: i bet, it’ll be so much better than here

ah it’s not so bad here haha, wbu? what’s your plans for the summer?

toji fushiguro: so how hot does it get over there in summer?

she felt deflated, like a giant hot air balloon loosing all its shape and spluttering into a mess as it hurtled to the ground. why was toji so reluctant to answer such simple questions? it wasn’t like she was asking him to reveal the deepest, dirtiest secrets about himself. her heart was only half in the conversation after that, and she indulged his questions for a while before it fizzled out, like a sizzling party sparklers doused in an ice-cold splash of reality.

would this crush soon fizzle out in the same way too?

side note: i told my boyfriend i was writing this little drabble series about us, and his exact response was, “ew, why?” he doesn’t like to admit that we were cute. he’s a big grump, but i love him very much lol.

©storiesoflilies 2024, all rights reserved. please do not plagiarize, translate, or repost any of my work on other sites! i only post on ao3 and tumblr.

[dairyminki]

– first time clubbing with boyfriend!san

fic type: headcanon

pairing: choi san x fem!reader

description: just san taking you to the club for a night out after seeing you so stressed with studying

genre: fluff (?), mildly suggestive, established relationship

warning/s: use of alcohol, pet names (if i missed anything else pls lmk!)

wc: 1.1k

a/n: this is supery dupery self indulgent LMAO and as a giggly drunk myself, i'd like to have a choi san too pls!

* i would rlly appreciate it if you reblog and leave some feedbacks btw!

— !¡☆

UNI was stressing you out

all the studying had your head always drowning in books and you rarely leaving your room

your boyfriend, choi san, knew he had to do something

now, san had a lot of options in his head on how to help you take a break

bcos even if you kept insisting that you didn't need one

san KNEW that it was only a matter of time before you burst and break down

and so he surprises you while you're eating dinner with him one night,

"do you wanna do something fun tomorrow night?" "what? san, you know i can't afford to-"

"please?" he cuts you off, PLEADING

and who were you to say no to a pouting san?

you were ALWAYS a weak woman for him

"fine," you say, giving in. "what do you have in mind?"

"wanna go clubbing with me, baby?"

as soon as those words left his mouth, he sees it

sees the way your eyes sparkle with something akin to excitement and then you're blurting out,

"oh god, yes!"

the following night, san enters your bedroom after he was done getting ready

his hair was slicked back, he was dressed in a black button down shirt with the first two buttons unbuttoned

a silver necklace dangling on his neck, a sliver of his chest exposed

he's wearing black slacks and a belt with silvery chains hanging on it

since this will be your first night out, he wanted to look good for you

and boy was it a pleasant surprise when he enters your room and see you all dolled up from head to toe

"well, aren't you a sight to see?" san marvels while he watches you apply lipstick

you were oozing with such allure in a dress you're wearing for the first time that san thinks he's severely beguiled with you

and so it goes without saying that his eyes never left you even until you left the house

the only time san's gaze breaks away from you was when he was driving

arriving at the club, san immediately turns to you and asks,

"hey, i know, we're already here and all but i just wanna say that if you wanna back out and go home, we still can, just say the word and-"

san knew just how much your family coddled you while growing up

and you've only started to venture out of your comfort zone when you met him

so he understands how settings like this might overwhelm-

"are you kidding me?" you gave him an incredulous look, cutting off his rambling

"i wanna get hammered!" you shout against the blaring club music

and then you were the one pulling him further inside past the sweaty bodies and the heavy smell of alcohol and the blinding neon lights

"unfortunately i wont be getting my usual today, so i'll just have a soda ," san says since he'll be driving. "but, hmm, maybe a tequila sunrise for this pretty lady right here" he tells the bartender and winks at you

you roll your eyes, your gaze shifting to the dancefloor

"can i dance…later?" you ask san

san barks out a laugh and pinches your cheek

"i won't be stopping you tonight, baby, so go ahead. tonight will be all about you," he whispers these in your ear, goosebumps trailing your skin

you haven't drunk anything yet, but you already felt hot just like that

when your drinks do came, you surprise san at how you basically drunk it in one draft

"baby, hey, hey, we got all night!" he chuckles trying to get you to slow you down

soon, one tequila sunrise became five, and you were already red from the drinks and laughter

you were a giggly drunk how cute

"i think," you slur, pointing at san and then abruptly standing that you slightly wobble due to dizziness. "i think i'm ready to hit the dancefloor"

san grabs a hold of your arm, asking if do you want him to escort you to the center but you brushed him off

you were still giggling when you walked away

while you were dancing the night away, san just keeps staring at you

watching every move you make, every smile popping out to grace your lips, and every glance you sent his way

you were mouthing for him to come join you but he shook his head

san wanted you to have your fun for now

he wanted you to let loose so badly that you'll be screaming at his face tomorrow morning for letting you drink that much

but then, deeper into the night, he starts noticing that more eyes were on you now and that your intoxicated self remained oblivious to it

san downs the remaining liquid in his canned drink, licks his lips, and leaves the bar, deciding it was finally time to join you

unaware, your dancing was starting to become bolder as you become hotter with all the alcohol coursing through your system and all the body heat emitted by everyone surrounding you 

and then you feel hands on your waist

a familiar scent filling your senses and you immediately knew it was san who was behind you

you let your body become slack against his while he rocks your bodies from side to side, his hands pulling you even closer and face leaning in

you bring your hand up, caressing his face while he speaks to you in a low tone

"are you having fun, baby?" his lips brush against the shell of your ear making you shiver

you reply with a mere hum, giggling as his hot breath tickles your face

"i take it you loved my suggestion then?" "mhmm, i loveddd it san, i love youu" you mumble, smiling with your eyes closed

san chuckles at your drunk self, he doesn't really think you'll end up remembering MOST of this tomorrow

but at least you had fun

and so was he, san thinks as he smirks

later on not so subtly meeting the gaze of this one person he caught looking at you since earlier

by the time he was about to drive the both of you back home

san steps out of the car, heavily exhaling, after laying you down in the passenger seat

he needed a breather especially that he didn't expect the scenario of you grinding on him earlier at the dancefloor

san left the house with with you, hand in hand, and two of his buttons unbuttoned

and now, he comes home with you passed out in his arms and his button down shirt open 

— !¡☆

[ofc-vi-writes-too]

a continuation of things that i think happen in my favorite fucked up silly little city (gotham)

• In hosptials in Gotham there’s another wing dedicated to super villain attacks Like how theres the ED, NICU, L&D, ICU, etc., theres another branch called Excessive Villain Attack Department (for) Emergencies. Also known as EVADE for short. it’s a brag to say you work in EVADE for doctors/nurses because A. the pay is ridiculously good, and B. how much extra stuff you had to learn to work there. People who work in EVADE have to go through weekly psych evaluations as well as physical testing to make sure they are still fit for duty.

• there are EVADE pop ups all around gotham so it’s citizens ares never more than 5 minutes away from medical attention. You have to work at a pop up before you’re allowed to work in EVADE in a real hosptial. People say working the pop ups is a lot harder and a lot nore stressfull, because people can come to you in really any condition out there.

• Similar to how kids in some areas cant wear certain colors like red or blue to school because of gang affiliation, gothamite students cannot wear anything superhero, vigilante or villain adjacent. No birds, bats, clowns, etc. Its a way for schools to try and stop kids from being targetted by their peers/ crazy adults who will attack them for supporting a specific person or party. Hero or otherwise.

• A lot of mom and pop diners/townie bars have foods named after vigilantes and specialty drinks named after villains. Some examples are:

Red Hoods Hot Chicken and Mac: bufallo mac and chicken with house hot sauce, so hot and tasty it will bring tears to your eyes! (this is true. jason tried it and he literally couldn’t feel his face. He couldn’t tell if he was blinking or not. Dick swears up and down he wasn’t.)

Nightwings: boneless chicken wings with a honey barbecue dry rub, with bleu cheese dipping sauce and chips and a blue corn dip. Dick can and will order 4 and eat them all by himself in one sitting.

Robins Eggs Breakfast combo: 2 sunny side up eggs, strawberry french toast, vegetarian sausage, house salad and an OJ. They tried to make it vegan but no one in Gotham wants breakfast without eggs. Robin said he appreciates the thought anyway. He is very smug and protective of his meal and the restaurant that made it. When he has the day shft he stops by there for breakfast, which isn’t often but still.

Signal soup: a classic squash soup, house focaccia and a garden salad. Its a seasonal meal that comes around every fall, and sells out almost every day for the entire season.

The Scarecrow: literally a long island iced tea with black liqueur in a martini glass with 3 olives. It tastes fucking horrible but will get you beyond hammered

Poison Ivy: shot of pochteca lime liqueur and pink whitney. Very tasty.

Regulator: its a blue margarita with coconut milk in it. Its a little sweet but its yummy. It’s common to black out on these because you cant taste the alch and by the time it hits you its too late and its the next morning and your naked in a strangers bed. Darn those regulators for a night you wont remember! at least the guy is handsome…

• See also the Condiment King challenge: A pint size glass of equal parts ketchup, mustard, pickle relish, mayonnaise, hot sauce, soy sauce, honey mustard, sweet and sour, bbq, salsa, fish sauce, vinegar, ranch, and wasabi. Hell in a cup! If you can drink it within 10 minutes without throwing up, you eat free at the dinner for a month and you get a t shirt that says “I completed the Condiment King challenge at Jimbo’s Dinner!” With a poorly drawn picture of condiment king on it. There has only been one winner: Timothy Drake. Jason dared him to try it after he hadnt slept in 3 days. Tim didnt puke, but Jason did. There were threats of violence if Tim ever told anyone that. Tim didn’t believe him, told Dick and magically ended up with a broken finger. “No AlfredI have NOOOOOO idea how it happened! Must’ve had a bad fall on patrol :3”

• taxes in gotham are shit-your-pants-when-you-see-it-the-first-time high. Gotham has to be able to pay for all the damages somehow, despite Bruce Wayne paying for about 15% of those damages out of pocket, its still not enough to stop prices from skyrocketing. To try and combat this, there is a Gala held anually for the top 10% of Gotham to fundraise for emergency city repairs. It helps a lot but doesn’t solve the problem.

[tenaciouschronicler]

November 21 2024 2009

Oh.

My.

GOD.

Yall. YALL! I have no words. None! Rose: Ascend was so good, just so so good!

Finally powered up, Rose checks in with John and notices some pretty intense rumbling is happening. Our new little loading logo gives us an idea of what we are gonna get into.

This flash, like Daves, starts interactive, putting us in Roses shoes as she navigates up to the platforms where John is just demolishing these Ogres. Hes found his footing and things are getting serious.

He starts focusing on the right ogre, spin-hammering (like a spindash, but with added hammer) with such speed theres a green after-image with each consecutive hit. The left ogre tries to pull that tire swing move we witnessed previously but Nannaquin shows off her own power with an even larger lazer than the one used on the cookie-snatching imp.

Rose, ever so helpful assists in the only way shes done so far: dropping household furniture.

I honestly love that we start out so zoomed out and then zero in on the fridge. Like a cameraman trying to capture all the action and not believing his eyes at this turn of events. Unfortunately, the ogre has some sorta sixth sense, catches it without blinking (figuratively, i dont know if theseo ogres Can blink), and parries John back with probably the same force Bro did to Dave.

Nanna makes her own sweet catch with a conjured (?) oven that John busts out of like Donkey Kong from a barrel.

I actually have some questions here like, how?? Is this a standard sprite power, that they can like, create objects from their lazer eyes? What exactly is that lazer now that Im thinking about it? Sprites have to made of something semi-physical right? Cause the object Nanna made caught John. You know what, thats not important right now lets go back to the fight.

... ... ...

...Whatever power this is Nanna can apparently use it to create other objects which she rains down upon the ogre. John, having bounced back in the air gets stopped by Rose wielding the alchemiter to create another platform.

John strikes the killing blow. One down, one to go. Surrounded by spoils, John faces the other ogre. And just a neat detail, the way John is animated makes him look like hes breathing a little heavy. Unlike Dave, I dont think John is very used to this level of excertion.

Now the oven has a cookie lazer? Ok, whatever. John lands some more spin-hammer hits and Rose finally gets a win and drops the alchemiter of the ogre, ending the battle.

Rose and John have a small chat before we get to see how far John has risen in the echeladder, a whopping 9 levels to Boy-Skylark.

Gains:

Boondollars- 11,575

Cache Limit- 2400, up from 80

Build Grist- 2260

Shale- 1040

Tar (new)- 490

Mercury- 350

Upgrades people, upgrades!

Because of the sheer size of the ogres, there is more grist scattered about that John will have to get, one of which is in the hole above Dads room. Will we finally get to see the forbidden space? Before he goes gallavanting off, Nanna reminds John to take Sassacres book. Apparently its very important he "give it a read when you have a moment. Particularly the first several pages!" Well that sure isnt suspicious at all. But honestly if it gives us more lore I am all for John plunking himself down right here, right now. But he wont. Its John we're talking about, ya know?

The last bit of their conversation feels like some sort of in joke, especially since John specifically requested "a series of really coy riddles about [his purpose] and then sort of giggle". Like:

NANNASPRITE: When you pass through the first gate, everything will change. You will find the place where the constellations dance beneath the clouds. And then your true work may begin.

NANNASPRITE: Hoo hoo hoo!

JOHN: i suddenly understand everything!

Thats great, John! Because I sure dont!

This boy is gonna be the death of me I just know it.

[thehypnone]

piss bukkake anon again (god what a fucking legacy... can I have like one of those anon emojis just so I wont have to say that shit everytime. if yes can I be 🍑 anon? if thats already taken then 💅🏻 or 💀?)

anyway... I was thinking and like if youre not into this dw I totally understand!!

but what if two of the ghouls are fucking and they knot. but the top suddenly realises they have to pee... maybe they pee and have to stay linked together until the knot goes down (having to awkwardly shuffle to the bathroom or get it all over the bed), maybe they Barely make it out but lose control right before the toilet/right as they get up to run to the bathroom. maybe they Almost make it but just as theyre almost deflated enough they lose control, unlocking right as theyre finished... maybe with Swiss and another ghoul? though if its 2 other ghouls I also dont mind!

i haven't stoped thinking about this since you sent it i died ugh. also in case u missed it, you can be 🍑 np heh anyway i chose swissdew to not torture yall with yet another swissalps fic lmao

520 words, anal sex, knotting, cis dew for once, pissing inside (pisspie?), slight degradation, tiny bit of hair pulling

“Ugh, kitten, stop that,” Swiss grunted, digging his claws into Dewdrop’s hips.

“Stop whining,” the fire ghoul snarled and pushed his ass back into Swiss’ stomach once again.

“Fucking hell,” he spat as he wrapped the other’s braid around his hand and pulled, making him moan wantonly. “It’s gonna be your problem, not mine, if I piss in your pretty little hole. Stop. Squirming.”

“Who said it’s gonna be a problem, hm?”

“Oh… oh, you fucking whore,” Swiss gasped, the realization hitting him like a freight train. The realization that Dewdrop wanted him to… “Fuck.”

Dewdrop purred, arching his back further as if in invitation, “Come on. Knot me, get me stuck and fill me up.”

“Shit, fuck, kitten, you– fucking hell,” the multi ghoul moaned and pushed back into Dewdrop again. The idea alone and the fact that he wanted to do that, that they were about to do that threw Swiss right onto the edge, his knot ready to be shoved in.

“Do it.”

“Give me– shit, gimme a minute,” he panted, jack hammering into the fire ghoul with a bruising force. With a moan he bent down over Dewdrop and pressed his face to his back. “Are you… are you sure?”

“Yes, fuck,” he whined at the change in angle that made Swiss ram straight into his prostate. “I’m c– close.”

“Me too,” the multi ghoul muttered into his skin. He straightened back up and clenched his jaw so hard it hurt. Swiss dug his claws into Dewdrop’s skinny hips, holding him with an iron grip and pushed. He pushed and pushed, watching the fire ghoul’s hole stretching around his knot, until it popped in, making Dewdrop shudder and wail as he came untouched onto the mattress below them.

“So fucking tight, kitten,” Swiss growled, grinding it in for a good measure. It took only seconds for the rhythmic clenches of Dewdrop’s ass and the tightness and warmth engulfing Swiss’ cock to make him cum, too. He groaned as his orgasm washed over him, nearly forgetting about their… plan.

“Do it,” the fire ghoul reminded him, nearly sobbing. “Please, Swiss.”

How could he not obey such a pretty plea?

The moment Swiss’ dick stopped leaking cum, he forced himself to relax and let go. It was harder than it should be, considering how he could barely hold it in minutes ago. With a sigh of relief the multi ghoul started to piss, filling Dewdrop up to the very brim as he moaned like a true whore at the feeling of all the warmth inside him.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, shit, it’s– it’s so good,” he cried out, limbs shaking.

“So fucking filthy, kitten,” Swiss chuckled above him as he rubbed his hands over the fire ghoul’s back soothingly. “My lovely little piss slut.”

"Shut the fuck up," Dewdrop breathed out. "Lay us down."

He didn't reply, only bent down to kiss the other's spine and obeyed, wrapping his arms around him and laying them down on their sides.

"We're doing this again," Dewdrop announced once Swiss cuddled up to his back.

"Absolutely we are."

[synthaphone]

doing more background character development/worldbuilding stuff for my neopets ocs again. so:

battleground skirmishes

i think the first obelisk war was an event that is now in the past. the skirmishes at the battleground are an ongoing continuation to fight over the boons, but technically not part of the first war, which ended when the Oracle was discovered

i think its real fighting and not LARPing, but its also seen more like an extreme sport than a literal war to most participants. you can drop in and out, sign up but not fight (and also not win boons, but theres no concept of ‘defecting’) and most people aren’t dedicated to one specific faction so hard that they wont ally with another when convenient. people can and do die but most of the fighting consists of knocking out/incapacitating your opponent rather than aiming to kill. i think magic healing has to do a lot of legwork here

Patton (gold yurble, Ben and Viarnne’s dad, CEO of PDSS) participates regularly, to try to get the Cheaper By The Dozen stock market boon. he brings his children along to “toughen them up” and give them “combat experience” and also maybe as a stilted attempt to bond with them by sharing his hobby

Patton: “look, to qualify for the boon you just have to defeat 10 guys. find 10 weak guys and whack em with this and youre golden” (young Ben interpreted this as “my dad turned Gold because he hit guys with hammers real good) (also- this sounds more like a Gladys line? i imagine Patton being more terse. maybe she told them this when they were scared + asking for guidance.)

Patton gets really into whacking guys on the head with big hammer

Viarnne and Ben as children are both scared of the obelisk battleground but Ben more obviously so as “the crybaby”. there was more riding on Ben not being scared too, because Patton already thinks of him as the weak one- although Viarnne is aware of this too and doesnt want his fathers disapproval to turn on him as well

maybe Ben has a scar from this? Viarnne probably would too honestly. this could be where Ben broke his wing as a Shoyru and became afraid of flying

seeing your dad get angry and yell and then hit people with hammers is probably something you remember when he gets angry and yells at you

downsides to it being a real battle + giving Patton this hobby and involving Viarnne and Ben:

Viarnne being a rich failson who’s never faced serious physical danger before his untimely death feels like a defining character trait- the battleground would 100% qualify as serious physical danger

how does this interact with Viarnne’s established trait of being scared to try things that are obviously physically dangerous? hes too scared of horses to ride one and he doesnt want to engage in extreme sports, but he could perform on a battlefield well enough to not disappoint his father? this isnt impossible to work with and/or write around, but it might muddy things in a weird way. basically, i havent thought ahead enough to know how much knock-on effect this will have on all of my existing characterization for Ben and Viarnne

maybe this distracts too much from the focus of this family being successful business people

upsides to this idea:

solves my problem of Patton feeling too boring for me to want to write

interacts with canon in a fun and interesting way

offers some fun character potential for all of these guys

could contrast with mind game shit Gladys ropes them into assisting with (note to self: come up with examples of the mind game shit (difficulty: EXTREME))

[tickfleato]

fives pebbles and looks to the moon >:D seperate

UMM Ok i havent been in rain world mode for a hot minute and also was never a big iterators guy so i wont have the most in depth thoughts but here.

PEBBLES

i likes him. i think he's funny and i think he's tragic and while i have complicated thoughts about downpour i really love how you get to Viscerally see his decay in its timeline. yaaay i love to see a guy get eaten alive from the inside out by his own mistakes <3

(i am disregarding the shipping bits and replacing them with general relationship thoughts) Ok well. To be honest while i am a great enjoyer of chat log style storytelling ive forgotten the personalities of every single other iterator besides 5p and lttm. But like. whatever. sorry also im sleepy. Oh yeah i like him and moon playing games 2gether...

my unpopular pebbles opinion issss. idk. i dont know what opinions are popular or not. my opinion is i want to put him in my mouth and shake my head like a dog with a rat? i dont know

thats what i think should happen to him.

MOON

MOOOON i likes her. similarly with pebs one of my favorite parts of downpour was seeing her change over the timeline... While the 1 true lttm in my heart is drought the spearmaster era stuff was still cool. the thing is i like her the same amount as i like pebbles but i feel like i have less to say about her. im just drawn to characters that are more Dipshit u feel?

i dont really have many relationship thoughts...i like that she is friends with scavs :)

i think she should be given a big cartoon hammer to hit pebbles with at least once

[hunybee03]

Sugar-cakes and Marshmallows

Warnings: Strong language.

It was another day, a beautiful day even! Machines were working amazingly everything well oiled moving like it should. With these new puppies, I should be able to make even more of a steady supply for Kaidou

"Love to hear that purr babes!" giggling I set to put my tools up humming a happy tune from the latest song Ulti glued into my brain when an explosion happened a few feet where I had just been.

Sickly green smoke billowed in clinging to my babies and rusting them beyond repair. With a screech, I ran the hell out of dodge to find Queen in the square and the prisoners running for dear life, well the ones that could anyway.

"What the fuck were you thinking of you stupid overgrown marshmallow!!" throwing my wrench like I was auditioning for the major league baseball team it hit him dead center of his brows

"Have any idea what you just did you stupid! idiot of a-!!" I was so angry I couldn't even form coherent curses at this ball of fluff.

"Ah-Oh the mad woman's pissed off!! Run for your lives!!" his minions ran for cover laughing their fucking head off like this was the best damn thing to happen today.

"What? I had a little pest problem, so I took care of it, don't gotta jump me for it, sugarcakes. " he simply shrugged, holding up his new and improved vile launcher. I mean mugged the hell out of him, another wrench poised to be thrown at his head.

"Please don't tell me you are that stupid! Did you even stop to think of where you were aiming! I almost died, you prick, and look at what you did to my babies!!" pointing behind me, my hand shaking with rage, the way he just nonchalantly looked past at the gaping hole in the side of the building, UUGH! I could kill him!

"You my dear are the stupid one" his pushed at my forehead with a finger "I am a fucking genius annnd also the one who told you to fortify your 'babies' better for incidents such as this" oh this condescending fucking prick I swear to everything I know!!!

"Just wait till Kaidou finds out about this~ he wont be too happy, ya'know," he said in a sing song voice knowing he was just irritating me further made him laugh even more.

If I could Id cut that laugh out of his throat not just for what he said but what it fucking does to me, but not this time, this time I'm beyond pissed.

"Seems to me you did this on fucking purpose Queen because I did fucking fortify them you just failed to tell me what new fucked up shit you cooked up in that lab of yours!!! How would you feel if i just walked in and blew up your precious lab? Hmm?"

"You wouldn't dare!!!" His voice broke in his high pitch off-key tone.

"HA! Wanna bet?!?"

Tools and green viles were thrown aiming for each other, a few people caught in the crosshair either got knocked out by a hammer or covered in whatever green slime were in those viles.

"I can't believe you Queen!!!" Rubbing my eyes with the arm of my sleeve, I hated crying, and most of all, crying in front of him, I worked really hard on that distillery! It had been my best work yet..

"Shit! Gwen I'm sorry" did this giant hill of mount marshmallow just fucking apologize? To me? Laughter and teasing wolf whistles sang around us from the beast pirates. Looking at Queen, he looked flushed, hiding his eyes with a hand offering me a jacket.

Feeling a chilling breeze where there shouldn't be I looked down to see that most majority of my clothes had rotted away, the only thing left was enough to cover my nipples and between my legs my ass left out to the blistering elements.

"W-W-WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!" I screamed snatching up the coat from him and ran.

Never have I felt this fucking humiliated before in my life! oh but of course it had to be Queen that caused this. He's fucking dead when I see him next I swear to the sky above and the deep deep abyss of the ocean below!

Days even weeks passed where I didn't even so much as look in his direction, cleaning up the wreckage to slowly rebuild everything from the ground up. I had erected a sign post to 'Fuck off' in big bold letters to anyone who could read.

I was on a deadline, and if I didn't get this done in time, it would be my head on the chopping block, so sleepless nights were my middle name till it was done.

Luckily since that day nothing had blown the walls to smithereens despite the occasional explosions I could here on the other side.

As much as I was mad at him I couldn't stay mad, what he made was kinda cool just wished it wasn't aimed at my machines, specially one specifically for Kaidou, I only had just enough reserves for him to drink through and even that might not stave off enough of his drinking habit before I could make more.

"Gwen you home?"

"What do you want Queen?" stuck under some pipping he kicked my boot with his

"Come on out you gotta eat sometime"

"Not Hungry"

"Stop being so dramatic sugarcakes and come eat while its still hot" he kicked my boot again "Its Shiruko, I know you want some~"

Of course my stomach would betray me

"Stop calling me sugarcakes you lame fucking marshmallow"

"Stop calling me marshmallow and maybe I might" giggling, he passed me the bowl, that sweet chewy texture a god send

"Never going to happen when you look so much like one." quirking an eyebrow

"I choose this because if not, I would be plagued by all the ladies flocking the stage to get a piece of this. You, on the other hand, don't even have to try, babes."

"Yeah, right." I couldn't even resist the eye roll even if I tried

"Would you two just fuck already and save us the ear bleed" we both went up in smoke at Kings intrusion, wings tucking in tight to fit past

"Kaidou wants to know when you will be finished" another eye roll is earned out of me along with a long groan of thought that had Queen choking on his shiruko

"All things considered and no incident occurs it should be up and running at least by the end of next week if I never sleep" he watched me for some time before nodding turning to leave the way he came noting the tarp that covered the enormous hole that still had yet to be fixed

"See to it that it is done"

"Yes, you most winged excellency," I murmured with a dramatic bow when he left

"I heard that" he yelled back down the hall

"Fuck" swiping up my bowl again I finished the rest quickly so I could get back to work

"Don't you have some new evil rotting toy to make? you know, far far away in your lab" his laugh reverberated the metal around me and I couldn't help but laugh as well

"I do have something cooking, but I'll leave once you promise to finally come back to bed tonight"

Resting my head on the cool concrete, rolling it back and forth, mulling over the thought. It did sound rather tempting.

"Only if you promise you won't destroy my distillery again, and you got a deal"

"I promise I wont actively seek to destroy your precious babies"

I let the silence drag on for a bit biting back a laugh hearing him shift his weight a few times waiting for my answer.

"Come on sweetcakes, I miss you, and the bed is so cold and lonely," he practically whined and could see him crouched down, tugging the tip of my boot.

"You are really laying it on me thick," I laughed, pushing my foot back at him "Alright Alright I'll come to bed tonight"

Excited, he pulled me out from under my machine to give me a mouth-watering kiss

"Its a date" he winked, finally leaving me to my work.

[travellingwiththedead]

IwtV s2e3 rewatch notes

Because once again everything is happening so much and I need to take notes xD

(spoilers for show and books behind the read more)

So Daniel is allowed to leave the penthouse, didn't seem like it before. Is this a test to see what he'll do?

My man your handwriting is as bad as mine xD

"Where is the coven now(maybe)??? Today? Cell phone, Google, CCTV. SAN FRANCISCO, Polynesean Mary. Playboy Magazine. Alice. They'll come for Lenora and Kate next. nee (use??) Lestat as a doorstop/CLAUDIA!. MARA'S CAB. COKE BETTY GRABLE. THIS TIME I WONT SAVE YOUR LIFE"

so, "Raglan James". Why that character? If it is him. I guess can't have Mr. Superior General running around spying on vampires in Dubai but...this guy? So if it it's really Raglan my guess is he's not really Talamasca any longer and he's spying on vampires because he's looking for one recless enough to do the thing. And he thinks Daniel is his best bet on getting the intel.

"You're not the first to attempt this, Mr. Molloy. I could give you the names of four others who have and they're all dead. Or undead." Yeah, that tends to happen when you lot tangle with the vampires xD

"How many Rashids, Rahid?" I guess poor Real Rashid can be glad Daniel's not calling him Renfield LOL

"They are peaceful beings"....who eat people. My dear Real Rashid, I don't think that word means what you think it means xD

Armand stop making heart eyes at Daniel (actually don't xD)

Blenders mention (also they're not trying to sell them to you, you little gremlin, because you already bought so many xD)

Still very much "Sure, Jan" about Armand's story about how he met Lestat. I mean, he's clearly telling it with the agenda of making himself look better, understandable. But also he's making Nicki out to be some little fling Lestat didn't care about and he hates Gabrielle so much he's not even mentioning her. Sure, Jan xD

But dang every one is acting their hearts out and they're all so fabulously good at it.

You know the one thing really in character for Lestat in Armand's story? Dragging around a whole ass crucifix to make a point xD

Armand's definition of unharmed is as bad as Rashid's definition of peaceful LOL

"You led him there so he could destroy it." Hit the nail right on the head. Armand wants to get rid of the Children of Darkness? Oh look, a vampire who doesn't obey the rules and can help him with that. He wants to get rid of the Theatre de Vampires? Oh, look, a Louis.....

Still so amusing how Lestat's hair in Armand's story is always on point and how it's mostly terrible when Louis hallucinates him xD

I'm guessing these be their laws in Latin, my Latin is rusty and I never was much good at it but

looks like "III. Nullus lamia vampiris debet scibere historiam" for example and google translate says that's "No one should know the history of vampires" so....

I still think the whole sexual assault thing with Claudia is unnecessary. Bad choice to do that, imho.

It's so heart breaking to see how much Claudia wants to belong with the Theatre coven. Vampires are still arseholes and always will be.

When's a door not a door? xD sorry, but that's basically my only thought about Armand's entry there.

Not Louis taking a picture to see if Lestat's actually there or not.

I feel like it's a bad idea to open a chat conversation with Daniel when the vampires can read his mind. Seems like a sure way to be found out....

Louis getting philosophical and Daniel just hammering at buttons because his computer is being taken over is funny, ok? xD

Those Talamaska files are interesting. "PC Members Extinct 1556-1949", "Armand (Arun Amadeo)".

Hm, I feel like talking loud enough for Sartre to be annoyed by it about killing people seems like it's breaking your laws a lot, Armand LOL

Also Dream Lestat is being a right bitch, it's hilarious.

Louis, darling, you're losing it, you need therapy

How about telling Claudia they're all on to you? Would be a good idea before she joins their coven, one would think...

Why is Santiago's last name Windsor? xD like no, he does not look like a Windsor. I thought he was one of the one name gang, like Madonna LOL

And the Talamasca just spoiled Daniel about what will happen to the Theatre, rude xD

Of course Armand would make it out to have been Santiago who demanded he take out Louis. Sure, Jan.

So fucking dramatic to take Louis into the sewers and threaten him and then actually do nothing at all to him.

Louis, you really should not be turned on by people who just said they should kill you, dear xD

Yeah, casting Claudia as the baby is not fucked up, at all....

EDIT: also apparently this Theatre coven doesn't wall people up, they put them in the morgue fridges xD (which usually are one big fridge inside instead of many little ones but I guess they'll not do that here....)

over all, very fun episode, and stellar performances from the whole cast but especially Assad and Jacob.

[the-crimson]

After having time to mull over Dapper’s lore today I’m still just… devastated. I was theorizing this whole grand scheme with the federation but the reality was so much simpler yet so much worse.

Tw mentions of suicide and self harm

Dapper is incredibly depressed and thinks of themself as a tool, as worthless unless they are useful to the island. They don’t find enjoyment in their projects anymore and never finished many of them because they see no point. Dapper is actively committing self harm and is this close to killing themself through the Soul Vultures. They didn’t even seem worried at that possibility in their journal.

A lot of people in these situations take on incredibly dangerous tasks like this as an often subconscious form of suicide. If they die for the greater good then it’s okay. It’s worth it. Because dying trying to be useful is better than living and feeling useless.

Dapper thinks that making this potion easily accessible to the players will make them happy because they will be useful again but it wont and they are starting to realize that as seen towards the end of the journal. Dapper is screaming for help but she can’t reach out herself because she doesn’t want to burden anyone or put her family in danger. This entire project was a coping mechanism for his crippling depression and feelings of worthlessness - and a method of self harm and slow suicide - and now that it seems that they are done with the project… Dapper is gonna hit a cross roads.

Either they are gonna break and spill everything to Bad or they are gonna break and do something even more self destructive that may lead in their death but will 100% worsen their mental health.

Dapper needs serious help and support from his family right now. The birthday party today was massive and I think it’s a big step in the Dapper spilling the beans direction but Bad needs to step in. Not even as a “he’s the parent” but as a human. As a person. If u see someone committing self harm then u need to step in and help however you can before this person does something irreversible. As Dapper’s parent, Bad is the only person who could step in without causing further damage.

And Bad knows what Dapper is going through because Bad feels the exact same way. Like a tool. Like he is a hammer instead of the person wielding the hammer. Their situations are different for sure but they are similar enough that Bad can empathize with Dapper and help pull her out of this spiral the way no one else can.

I don’t even think Dapper will be upset at Bad invading their privacy because everything they’ve done over the last week has been a silent but desperate cry for help. They even said in their journal they want to tell bad they want to share this burden so desperately it’s tearing them apart.

Right now, more than anything, Dapper needs a solid support structure and he got that today with Bad and Pomme. Going forwards, Dapper is going to need them both (and Baghera but she’s kidnapped so, you know)

Hopefully during tomorrow’s stream Bad and Dapper will talk because Dapper is so close to spiraling completely and it’s not their fault. Dapper’s just a kid whose watched all their siblings die and been hunted and murdered themself. They are trapped in a gilded cage with everyone on the island, helplessly waiting for the day everything ends.

They are just a kid