#holy shit that ending was emotionally draining

[mogamuncher]

The reinemisuba parallels will forever haunt me, especially if you look into the IFs

Pride IF: Everyone gets assigned a narrative role, said narrative roles are deliberately shifted. Subaru becomes the ultimate villain, Reinhard gets demoted from being a hero, Emilia becomes the ultimate hero.

Wrath IF: The trio inherently stop understanding each other and seeing eye to eye, betrayal edition. Subaru no longer sees Reinhard or Emilia with color, Reinhard gets ambushed by Subaru and hit by Emilia, Emilia gets locked away by Subaru and sees Reinhard as a threat

Greed IF: The gang's collective character development goes down the drain. Subaru refuses to share his burdens and ends up using both of the other two for "the greater good", Reinhard's self esteem hits an all time low and fully becomes part of the camp as an asset instead of a person, Emilia leaves everything to those around her and becomes extremely emotionally dependent

Gluttony IF: Holy shit man-

People often talk about how Subaru and Reinhard have opposite family situations but the same could be said about Emilia and Rein.

Emilia is hated by the world but has/had a loving family who are willing to sacrifice themselves for her while Rein is loved by the world but the Astrea family can be described as a complete shitshow.

[traumatizedjaguar]

Having emotionally immature parents is so draining, it’s draining to have parents who live their lives in the most boring, un-engaging way. I feel sorry and guilty for them but like it’s the truth. There’s no emotional empathy, there’s no emotional connection or engagement. There’s no intimacy, I’ve noticed it’s just who they are because they can’t do it with anyone. Every abuser is like this. The conversations are bland, the only things they’re capable of is manipulating others, using unnecessary stupid charm because they’re only out for people to like them, and being fake with “deep” topics about aliens or science, oooo, but it comes off SO OBVIOUSLY FAKE, THE INTIMACY OF THESE “deep” CONVERSATIONS COMES OFF SO FAKE, and it’s because they only bring it up because “normies do it” and then cut it off too quickly, are bland even talking about “deep” topics, and so it comes off obviously fake because it is fucking fake. Because they lack emotional connection to you. You end up with chronic emptiness and feelings of being like a void or zombie around them. It sucks. There’s no deep discussions about feelings, emotions, or deeper things you’d engage with a person about, getting emotionally invested in each others lives. Abusers can’t do intimacy. They are boring beyond boring; the lack of emotional connection they don’t have for you.

YOU NEED EMOTIONAL CONNECTION WITH YOUR KID TO RAISE THEM HEALTHY AND TO MAKE SURE THEY AREN’T NEGLECTED!

Holy fuck they are so fake and superficial. And they have the fake ass annoying glib being all fluent and voluble but insincere and shallow.

They are:

Insincere,

Shallow,

Fake,

And manipulative

That sounds like every abuser and who wants to be around that shit? Fuck them

I can’t stand shallow people theyre boring. The superficial charm wears off so quick then it’s right back to getting rid of their asses like they’re nothing.

I can’t stand fake people.

Fuck fake people. Our world needs a cleansing.

Bring back the floods lmao im serious.

[thebirdsofgay]

Peter Darling, by Austin Chant

Book review time (some spoilers ahead):

HOLY SHIT okay so this is amazing for the following reasons:

1. Very gay

2. The concept of Neverland as an imaginary construct created by incredibly traumatized real people as a form of escapism yet also as a tangible enough place for real time to pass while they’re there is FANTASTIC and also horrifyingly existential

3. POSITIVE 👏 TRANS 👏 REP 👏

4. Holy shit the ending like?? Emotionally destroyed me????? I’m so fond and have so so many feelings this is lovely

5. The way that fairies exist as these strange insectoid creatures who recycle into the earth and ritualistically consume trees to drain their life-forces in this universe is absolutely fascinating but also kinda offputting, 10/10 we need more of the fae being fucking WEIRD in modern media

6. Also!! Physically disabled character because Hook canonically was born with one hand (and we LOVE matching the prosthetic to the aesthetic✨🏴‍☠️🚣‍♂️)!!!

7. Homoerotic sword fights.

[lego-man75]

Fast Food Masquerade Review

9/10 While I prefer episode 2 and 3, this is still a super enjoyable episode.

Pros:

Gangle is fantastic here, I love how relatable she is and having a spotlight is great as well.

The plot and the rest of the characters are really great as well, I especially love how Ragatha gets drunk and shit.

The actual fast food shift stuff is a nice change of pace for the series and are really entertaining and funny, it's also great to see previous NPC characters return which leads me to...

The scene where Pomni meets Gummigoo but he doesn’t know who she is since Caine reuses NPC (like Ragatha said) is pretty sad and made me feel so bad for Pomni.

The animation keeps getting better and better as the series went along because holy moly.

The part with Jax and the Analog Horror stuff is really amazing and pretty dark.

The part with Gangle becoming emotionally drained leading to her (likely) almost abstracting until Pomni comes in is really unexpected but fantastic stuff.

The scene with Gangle throwing his mask away and feeling free is great.

The ending scene with Zooble comforting Gangle is really heartwarming and nice.

Cons:

Nothing I disliked about it, I just don't think it's a 10/10 yet (and yes I believe an episode can have no cons and still not be a 10/10).

Overall, really great episode and it truly lived up to the series' premise.

[onceuponalegendbg]

Thoughts During Arcane 2x09 Dirt Under Your Nails

Here we are. The finale.

Let's go.

Jinx. Watch It All Burn.

This poor girl holy shit. That was rough to watch.

Right in the middle of the chaos.

Cait in her sniper position. But she's got that rune blocker.

"Bold, little one."

Maddie is so gonna die isn't she? Like I doubt she doesn't realize that Cait is gonna want to be with Vi when all this is over but they're so gonna kill her off to make it cleaner.

We just lost Big Boy.

We're about to play with some time shenanigans I'll bet.

Oh boy.... Cait and Ambessa about to have some words.

Oh so she was a traitor. Huh..... I actually didn't put any stock in that theory but... okay. Sure.

So she's a traitor and she dies. Yeah alright.

Let's go Jinx is here!! Cait is gonna love this.

Firelights too!!

Sevika!!!

Trojan Horse....or better yet, a decoy.

NO SEVIKA!!!!! SCREW YOU!!!!

Mel and Cait vs Ambessa! Love that.

What's so funny to me is that Cait is taking a page out of Vi's book. She literally just started punching when she's injured and clearly out matched in physical strength/ability and has a moment of immediate "oh shit" when Ambessa throws her own punch. Frick me, that made me cackle.

Oooh that camera movement on that kick.

Oh wow, and that's the end of Ambessa.

Huh.... "even when we're worlds apart" huh....

Mel and Cait too!?!?

Everyone? Huh.

LETS GO EKKO!!! AS YOU SHOULD KING!!!!

I had a feeling it was Vik. I mean... shadow man with a cane.

Very beautiful visually.

No way they killed Jinx. I won't believe it.

Oh hey Sevika on the council.... An Undercity voice.

The drawback of those long range types.

SHE CALLED HER VIOLET!!!! I WANTED THAT SINCE SEASON 1!!!!

So I'm guessing Cait's theory (which the ending hints at... "One day I'm gonna ride in one of those") is that Jinx managed to slip out through one of the ducts. Mmmmm. Probably also not telling Vi because she doesn't want to get her hopes up on a hunch.

But wow. That ending was something.

I feel like I was so busy trying to absorb everything that some of the big gut punches didn't hit as hard. I'm betting on a second watch through though.... Although, I don't know, this show is emotionally draining.

Oh boy I'm so tired.

Whelp, it's four in the morning now. I think it's time I hit the sack.

More thoughts tomorrow.... at some point... I'm sure.

[tokiro07]

So, i was about to make a post about it myself, but i decided to ask you instead: How will Andy's final death look like?

Given that Undead Unluck is described by a narration box as a story about MC's quest for "the greatest death ever, not once, not twice, but it was now chosen to be the final line of every epiosde of the anime... I think this might genuinly be the entire driving force behind the story. That Tozuka really does want to write the greatest death scene ever, and Undead Unluck is the result of that desire.

Now, the question is: How will this happen? Fuuko yeeting her boyfriend at the Sun during final ragnarok? Andy growing old with Fuuko and dying of old age, surrounded by friends and family? SEX SCENE???? (probably not, but the possibilty of that is very funny to me)

Im pondering this question, becuase on one hand i want AnFuu to live happily ever after as they deserve it. On the other, im sucker for tearjerking scenes, and Andy having a grand epic death would emotionally draining, and i love when stories do that to me...

And, lastly, theres my personal elephant in the room... I kinda want Gina to smooch Fuuko. Now,for the record, i love Fuuko's romance with Andy, and i am NOT the type of shipper who wants the rival ship to be killed off for "getting in the way of OTP" - like, cmon, ITS ANFUU, THE BEST CANON SHIP IN A BATTLE MANGA EVER!

I didnt really ship Fuuko/Gina (or Andy/Fuuko/Gina for that matter) until the loop 101. At that point, i somewhat became a "Andy x Fuuko x Gina OT3 truther", but that was mostly just a joke, i had no true hopesfor it... and then FUCKING POLYAMORY was offically introduced into the story! Something that you see even less in fiction then same-sex reletionships... Like, holy shit, i dont think anything's off the table anymore.

But unfortuently, that poses a dilemna: like one of your reblogs said, idk if AnFuu would be down with going poly, but i also dont want Gina to be shipped with Sean just for the sake of pairing her off with a guy...

So, once again, let me repeat this question: What happens to Andy at the end of the story? How does he die? and how does Gina fit into all of this?

(sorry for the long ask, i hope i didnt sound like a crazy shipper at the end lol)

I'm fairly confident that Andy's death is going to be a shockingly quiet affair given how much buildup it has on the basis that the idea of him finding the "greatest" death is no longer predicated on him trying to kill himself, but achieving a sense of fulfillment

He doesn't want to die for the sake of dying anymore, he wants to die knowing that he lived a good life and left something meaningful behind. Ever since we got to see the shape of Andy's soul, I've believed wholeheartedly that Andy's death will be surrounded by the smiling and tearful faces of everyone he loves and who loves him back

It's not the flashiest death, but it is the best death that I think anyone who enjoys their life can ask for

[aagiijxbls]

Has anyone heard the song ‘one of us’ by Creeper and thought… holy shit this is Steve thinking about Bucky? 

I'm changing pronouns in the song and swapped velvet for leather.

I'm about to analyze the shit out of this. (Well not really but it's my head cannon for this song)

So get ready for a ramble post with visual aids. If the artists (who have been credited) don't wish to have their art on this post please let me know! I will take them down.

Now, lets get into it.

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-“Boy, when you showed up here there was no blood left to drain”- 

‘Bucky?’ 

Steve's face when he sees Bucky on the bridge. 

When Bucky showed up Steve had already bled for all he had lost. Physically and emotionally. He had mourned for his past, for his best friend who was not standing in front of him and he froze. He completely dropped his fighting stance and stood up straight. He had already grieved and metaphorically bled for this man and now here Bucky was, standing in front of him and he didn't know what to do. 

-“We were born for dying here like snow under the rain”-

Both of them ‘died’ during World War II. 

Bucky falling from the train, thought dead only to have been experimented on and tortured. His own self dying as Hydra took his memories and made him into something so far from himself that he was essentially reborn as someone else. 

Steve who selflessly ‘died’ by crashing a plane in order to save everyone else. Only to be woken 70 years in the future to a world he no longer knew. To a world that he thought he had saved, only to find out his sacrifice hadn't changed anything. 

-“You know when they find us here, they'll kill us both the same”-

Steve, on the run from SHIELD (Hydra) trying to save his best friend. They were completely willing to kill Steve, and as Bucky started coming back to himself, they were completely willing to kill him too. 

Bucky's apartment in Bucharest. Need I elaborate? 

(As a side note/theory, this line also fits to them being together in the 40s. Being found out to be gay could very well have gotten them both killed.)

-“So for the final time, put your hand in mine and I'll kiss away the pain”-

Pushing aside the trash writing of Endgame. Head cannon here is that they finally get to rest for a while, together. They finally reached the end of the line. Bucky coming to grips with his past, with the help of Steve. 

Steve taking Bucky's hand and leading him out of the darkness. 

(art by @ekbe-vile and @queercatcryptid)

-“Born in the shadows, to die in the dust”-

Taking this line literally. Bucky being born in the shadows as the Winter Soldier, somewhat coming out of that pain only to be snapped by Thanos. Literally dying as dust. 

-“Not like the others, you're one of us”-

Steve defending Bucky, standing by him through all of it. He's not what everything thinks he is (especially Sam at first). He's one of the good guys. He's one of the Avengers. He is one of them. He is One Of Us. 

-“No I don't sleep no more, when I did I dreamed of you”-

It would have been so amazing and heartwrenching to see Steve going through some form insomniac faze after he woke up. Being so torn apart from everything that happened to him, to dream only of seeing Bucky falling. His biggest failure and fear was not being able to grab his hand. 

-“Now the devil's at your door and there's a darkness seeping through”-

This is Bucky coming to grips with his own mind. That line in CAWS where he says “I don't know if I'm worth all this Steve.”

The darkness of not feeling worthy of salvation. Of self hatred at what he did, even if he didn't have a choice. Because “I know, but I did it” 

Look at that lip twitch... That's a man who doesn't believe what he's being told.

(Art by @mohish-ko)

-“So pretty like a dying flower in your tight leather clothes”-

Relief that Bucky is alive. But it's not quite Bucky is it? Not yet. 

It's so Beautiful yet so tragic.

Bucky is alive. But - “he didn't even recognise me”

-“So tragic in the final hour as the sun descends over fields of virgin snow”-

Steve willing to die at the hands of Bucky instead of fighting against him. 

Bucky's conflicted face as his mind races, searching to understand this man, this mission, beneath him who is beaten and bloody. 

But Bucky's body just won't move. 

An awareness is slowly rising in him, melting the ice from his memories. Although he can't make sense of why yet. 

I just... omg this song kills me. If y'all haven't heard it I highly recommend checking it out. And if you have any insights or thoughts on this, please feel free to speak up in the comments! Let's discuss!

[springonmytraptillicomeback]

Uuuhgsgshs dumping random info/headcannons abt FNAF characters while I work on their designs pt 1: William Afton

Basic info:

Name- William Vincent Afton (I do this fun thing where the characters fan-made names are their middle name)

Birth: February 21, 1948

Height: 5’11

I’m not going to go in depth in his life, maybe another day, but basically

He lived in Manchester, England as an only child. His father, Thomas, was neglectful and emotionally abusive while his mother, Maria, was much kinder. His mother ends up dying when his 14 from pneumonia, causing him and his father to basically not interact unless necessary. In 1966 he left England to live in Utah and got easily got into Dixie Technical College (I think it might’ve been changed to Utah Tech in like… 2022 but I’m not sure) due to his intelligence. He meets Henry in college, they make Fredbear’s Family Diner in 1972. William marries Clare in 1968 due to getting her pregnant at a college party (they both despise each other). Micheal’s born in 1969, Evan’s born in 1976, and Elizabeth’s born in 1979. They end up getting divorced in 1978. Clare runs off to some state to try and actually enjoy her life, leaving William as a single father to three kids.

Random shit abt his personality:

He learned to be charming at a young age to gain attention and respect from teachers and adults. He can be extremely impulsive. He ends up becoming a bit childish in his adult life due to not really ever being able to be a kid, but mostly tries to just play it into his fun and over the top entertainer role. Despite usually being outgoing and talkative, he isn’t the biggest fan of having to interact with people, entertaining them is fun but actually talking to them is just draining. He can be extremely high energy at times, when he’s not sleep deprived, of course. Obsessive, paranoid, jealous easily, normal William Afton stuff

Just, generally random shit:

he’s autistic (just like me fr fr). I like to think he’s weirdly flexible and fast, mostly because I want him to be Henry’s opposite; while Henry is big, strong, gruff, and scary in the “wow he could beat me up easily” way, William is lean, quick, nimble, and scary in a “wow he could easily sneak up on me and stab me” way. He has a chewing habit, he’ll chew on just about anything he’s holding, which is the biggest reason he and Henry have separate tools. This also leads to his lip biting habit; his lips aren’t dry, just scabbed. Henry was the first person to like… actually give him love, that wasn’t just “aw cute charming child”. William was (and is) extremely gay for Henry, and it took him a couple minutes for him to come to terms with that once he actually realized it. Definitely not cis, probably on the genderqueer spectrum, but he has no idea until like… Vanny tells him about trans people and he’s like “holy shit”. Obsessed with rabbits, probably could name every breed, and information of each one.

Auauusgsh that’s it

if u wanna ask shit or something abt him/anything u can, I’m bored rn

[throne-anguis]

Oh I can already see Hikari turning himself in to save Partitio and I can see the aftermath.

Can very much see Osvald calling him and telling Hikari to turn back, they can still find another plan. They can still figure this out and all Hikari says is “Osvald, I just wanted to say thank you, for being apart of my life. Thank you all for being apart of it.”

And then he just turns himself in to the Shadow Operatives and all he can feel is dread and…relief? Relief that at the very least maybe. Just maybe, Vide won’t be summoned because he’ll be locked away. Alone. Without his friends.

Partitio just coming back to his apartment shaky and when he calls the others he’s just stumbling over words and someone has to pick him up from where he was dropped off. Being there was terrifying. Having his friends threatened was terrifying. The whole experience was terrifying.

Then I realize that, while this option was ultimately, the best one they had, it was also the worst one as Arcanette probably uses the opportunity to tap into the Curse and have Vide summoned. Hikari isn’t going to bring it out willingly so through force it is.

And all I can think of is Arcanette stressing out Hikari more and more and then when he refuses to let the Shadow out she just goes and puts him in the Metaverse and forces it out and uses that to summon Vide.

And now the end is here. And everything was for naught. And now Hikari is alone, in the Metaverse, and with his Shadow, who now decided that killing him is a much more entertaining option.

Except that isn’t how it ends is it?

Holy shit that gives the feels. "all Hikari says is “Osvald, I just wanted to say thank you, for being apart of my life. Thank you all for being apart of it.”"

Hikari basically dedicating his entire life to his friends. He would feel relief for doing that but that would be so terrifying for the rest of them.

Partitio being terrified, stuttering over words, and having to ask for help with the color drained from his face? Somewhere nobody thought they'd ever see him. It goes to show how terrifying it is and Partitio is here feeling guilt and fear and unlike when he was in poverty he doesn't have the ability to stand up to it right now. He's terrified, this was his fault and he's not physically and emotionally healthy enough to help yet. He'd give it his all anyway but holy shit it put Hikari in danger.

Arcanette putting him through absolute torture is so awful for Hikari here. Though the curse has the ability to taunt him and gain control, and the Moonshade order is striving to summon Vide, the curse has the right to be mad. The curse wants something to fight whether it's Hikari or something else.

When the rest of his group tries to rescue him they might realize how much he's weakened physically and mentally. They have to face his curse. He can't suppress it. It's wanting to attack everything it can because Hikari is clinging to his life and has faced his shadow but still can't find his way out on his own due to Arcanette. Their self-appointed leader goes through hell over and over for them and they have to fight through it as well if they're going to get him out of this situation.

[creedslove]

LOVE LOVE LOVE HOW UR BUILDING UP THE PLOT!!!!

Loved part 3 so much!!!!!! <333

I just hope you don’t rush with the story, you’re an amazing writer I am so impressed, I usually only see smut or the storyline doesn’t resonate or feels forced. The fact that for once you’re giving so much thought into this, you’re building the anticipation, you have gotten us rooting for the reader, even if you write 100 parts of the story I know it’ll all be amazing because you’re great at delivering !!

For a long time I was looking for a fic with Pedro x reader but writers only choose his characters from shows/movies. I wonder what made you think to start writing about him and not his characters?

Take care writer, you’re putting amazing work out here, we love uuuuu <3

🤍🩶🤍🩶🤍

thank you so much anon, your words are motivating and really sweet! ❤️💖

I don't think I'll rush any chapters I mean, all the chapters were absolutely not planned, I wrote Betrayed as an one shot but people got into it and asked for a part two, which brought a part three, then part four and five (that's being written right now) I have absolutely no idea how many chapters we still have ahead, I just hope I won't go into any writer's block because I'm really enjoying this story and the ideas come naturally and when they don't, I get lots of amazing anon suggestions to work on, so I feel really lucky, to see people are actually invested.

I'm happy you are enjoying it, when I write a story, I try to write something interesting it would catch my attention and I would read it if I someone else had written it, you know what I mean? And I've always loved angst with happy endings, but I like the build up more than the ending when it's done properly and I noticed there's a lot Pedro stories that are rushed to the happy ending, which I don't blame because honestly who wouldn't want to live happily ever after with that man lmao and he is all the time a ray of sunshine to reader which I also enjoy because it brings us comfort when we read it but I thought to myself: what if he is just a normal guy who screws up like everyone else and is too stubborn to admit it? And people enjoyed that portrait! And we all project ourselves into reader, just like I said in another ask, in my mind reader is me just like she is you when you reader and so on, so we honestly just root for ourselves to be strong enough to fend for ourselves no matter how hot Pedro is while breaking our heart 😂😂😂

And the main reason why I began writing about Pedro is because I got into him because of him and not his characters. I had never watched anything he was on and I always saw people gushing about him on Twitter but never got the fuss about it, until about a month or so when whenever I logged on Instagram random pictures or reels of him would show up in my suggestions. I would usually ignore them until I came across that one where he talks about how people usually pronounce 'Pedro' and then he tells the interviewer his full name, using his beautiful accent and as I study Spanish I just LOVED the sound of that. Then other videos of him would appear and I would send them to my friend who really loves him because it reminded me of her. So I went from this guy isn't that ugly to he's not ugly at all to holy shit he's very handsome.

But the cherry on top was about three weeks ago I was going through a rough time where my immune system wasn't great or whatever and I was constantly sick, I had been sick for over a month before that and each week I would have a different problem lol and that week i was again sick and it just drained me emotionally because i was feeling so weak and all the antibiotics I took made me feel physically bad as well and my work schedule was hectic as always, long story short I was a walking corpse that week until I began dreaming about him at night.

The first time I dreamed about Pedro, it was silly but also really sweet, I dreamed I was at the mall, running some errands and with my headphones on, then the song 'Otro día que va' by RBD began playing and I sang along to it and it caught his attention because it was in Spanish so he made small talk and we began chatting, then he invited me for lunch and it was adorable because it was kinda a lunch day. So when I woke up I felt so happy and comforted about the dream and the following nights I also dreamed about him, he was always so sweet in flirty in my dreams and we spoke a lot of Spanish that spiced up things a little bit lol and by the end of the week I already had a massive crush on him, lol

But I wrote for one of his characters: Javier Peña because he makes me feel things™ and I'll probably write more when inspiration comes, just like I'll probably write for Joel Miller in the future because he also makes me feel things™ but so far, my main focus is nuestro dulce pedrito porque lo amo 💖

Thanks a lot anon, your ask was amazing and don't forget the only reason I write it's because of you all and how amazing and support of my work you all are!

❤️❤️❤️

[thatpunkmaximoff]

[Book Two of Four]

Story: 4 out of 5 Smut: 4 out of 5

I knew Sloane was going to be a riot! She had me laughing so much what with the way she constantly pissed off Declan and collected his men one by one.

For a woman who claimed to be defective because she couldn’t/wouldn’t fall in love… she sure as hell fell quick and hard.

There was so much going on with Declan that left me cursing at my book, and I know it’s definitely not over. I’m so nervous to see what happens to them in the final two books because they have to be mentioned again. Right?

Now here are my rambling thoughts…

* Lmfao. I knew Sloane was going to be a riot. These Irish mobsters have no idea what they’re in for.

* Oh shit. Declan’s in charge now? Well that’s one worry down the drain. I was scared the boss man was gonna put Sloane through some form of trauma… now I just gotta worry that Sloane gets on Declan’s good side in time.

* Oh Sloane. I love you. Never change 😂

* Saline’s got some big balls. Massaging your kidnapper? Wtf are you thinking 🤦🏻‍♀️

* Oohhhh spanking. These two are so fucked.

* I fucking can’t with Sloane right now. First Kieran and now Spider? She’s gonna recruit all the Irish gangsters against Declan’s wishes 😂

* SHE’S PREGNANT?! WTF!!!!

* Oh, Declan. What sort of deal do you have with Stavros?

* Wtf Stavros? You jerk off to the smell of her shoes? 😂

* Declan took her back. Thank god.

* And now they boned and both are emotionally fucked. How the hell is this gonna work out?

* Declan’s seeing an FBI agent in secret? He has a cover..? WTF IS GOING ON?!

* Holy shit. The way Sloane was gonna take the punishment for Spider.. my fucking heart can’t take this!!!

* Oh Sloane 😔 Her childhood is so heartbreaking.

* And now she’s gone?! Wtf.

* Who the fuck kidnapped her? I bet they’re regretting it already 😂

* Oh shit. Sloane’s gonna be pissed when she realizes this is all Declan’s fault because he potentially wanted her as an asset. Which yeah… I’m still freaked over that. Wtf you doing, Declan?

* HE’S A FUCKING SPY!?!?!?

* FUCK THIS DUDE AND THE FUCKING ORDERS HE’S GIVING SLOANE.

* Holy shit. Our girl isn’t going down without a fight and neither is Declan. Fuck the government!

* Ohhhh. They worked it out and are back together!!!

* And oh fuck. Kage would give Stavros permission to go after Declan. I just hope it’s Sloane who fucks him up for going after her man.

* Shit. Diego is alive?? This won’t end well.

[karlrose]

Just woke up from a really weird dream in which the theme was "Me having reasonable reactions to the things happening around me and people laughing at me for having said reactions". It was fun. Can you taste the sarcasm? It started with me at an event with my mother and her side of the family. My mother and I are currently not on speaking terms for various reasons. The smallest of which is that she lied to my children's faces whilst calling me a liar. My kids know what she's about so they didn't believe her, but FUCK WOMAN!! The largest reason is that she never has anything nice to say to me or about me and I felt like shit everytime I talked to her. My entire life she's been making fun of me or putting me down, trying to make me feel small. She's NEVER hugged me, never told me she loves me, never told me I was pretty. In fact her favorite nickname for me is "thunderthighs". And her family is no better. They treat me like I don't belong and like I'm not good enough for them. I don't see any of them anymore. So in the dream, there is basically a horror house set up going on in the halls of whatever building they're having this event at and when I scream and run away from what is clearly a monster chasing me down the hallway, everyone looks at me like I killing the mood at this shit party where it's not even my grandmother's birthday, but because it's a celebration, she's demanding we celebrate her too so she gets a big cake. I tried to find a way out of this building but because it's a dream, I have trouble finding the exit. These two men I've never met before offer to lead me to the exit and take me home so I follow them. (Not an important detail, but I remember them feeding me dates and figs) Once we're on the road, this is where we get into really weird dream teritory. Evil sky pants. There was a giant pair of jeans with Audrey Bourgouis gold high heels in the sky ruling over the world. This understandably freaks me out. Once again, I am laughed at and told that I'm overreacting. I am then taken to a large building and placed in a room with other children. I am not a child, I am 32, but apparently in the dream I was 16 again. I freak out and find a way to call my dad because this isn't my home and I'm convinced I have been kidnapped and placed in some kind of cult barracks. When someone in this facility FINALLY comes to talk to me, they laugh in my frightened face, telling me that we are in a shelter for women and children and I point out that they shouldn't make fun of me because SOMEONE should have been at the entrance to explain this instead of just throwing me in a room. They acted like I was being unreasonable and arguementative. They then told me that I was in Wyoming. I have never been to Wyoming and I live in Georgia! I could hear my dad's panic on the other end of the phone. The people working at this facility laughed at his concerns too. I demanded that they give my father the address so he could come get me and instead THEY HUNG UP ON HIM. I got in a physical fight with them at that point. Then I woke up.... And HOLY FUCK am I tired. I just woke up and I am already emotionally and physically drained.

[fuzz-onyx]

finished GW2 for the first time, the story part at least. Idk if they're adding more but I'm loving everything about it.

Now I just gotta go full on completionist lol

[ontheoddoccasioniwritestuff]

It’s like Matt Palmer read my mind and knew exactly what I wanted from calibre what a legend jack and tony curran make my heart warm

I had to pause the film twice because I was really feeling the tension. It had everything I needed: dad!Jack with stubble, great cinematography, brilliant score, Jack in flannel shirts, Jack in a knitted jumper with elbow patches, a screenplay where Jack says “fuck”, Tony making me cry because his character was sooo goooood! 

[queenimmadolla]

TEMPTATION

(Steve Harrington x afab!Reader SMUT)

summary: you fuck Steve Harrington in a church parking lot. that's it.

warnings: smut, slight humiliation kink, unprotected sex, maneater!reader (cue nelly furtado) and uh yeah sex in a church parking lot. a/n: inspired by this gif set. and before anyone starts crying about me writing religion kink stuff─i'm a former christian and i say we fuck Steve in front of a church. and i also say we thank @kitmon for beta-ing this.

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Fucking Steve Harrington in a church parking lot on a Sunday morning was not on your bingo card.

First of all, you absolutely hated Sundays.

Normally, you spent it preparing yourself mentally and emotionally for the draining experience known as high school the following day. And, of course, at church. 

While you never bought into religion, your parents had and like every other teenager, they didn’t actually give you a choice to attend. 

It used to annoy you, but that was before you noticed how often Steve Harrington stared at you, seated next to his parents in their pew and looking very much the part of a Good Boy.

Maybe that’s why you ended up in the backseat of his car, skin slick with sweat and thighs slick with your own arousal as you bounced on his cock, fingers clenching onto the seat behind him.

“Oh, God—please don’t stop,” he begged, fingers indented into the meat of your ass as he panted like a parched dog underneath you. You were so wet and tight, squeezing his cock in a manner he would never in his life ever be able to forget. Your mouth dropped open, a heated and wanton moan escaping you when one of his hands slid from your ass to between your bodies, rubbing quick and brutal circles over your clit. Your thighs trembled when you felt the head of his cock nudge against something sinful in you that demanded more, forcing you to slam yourself down on him harder.

The windows of the car were fogged up, and you were positive you could feel it moving; it’d be obvious to anyone who so much as looked in the direction of the parking lot that you two were fucking.The thought alone almost made you cum.

Steve let out a cry, head thrown back as he felt a sudden rush of your slick coat his dick.

“FUCK— how—how are you so wet?” His breathing was labored, brows pinched together in an expression that you would have thought looked an awful lot like it was caused by pain if he hadn’t been urging you up and down. “You’re fucking soaking my cock— oh, fuck—I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”

You clenched around him, trading your grip on the seat for a hold on his knee as you leaned back, hips rolling furiously against his.

Steve moaned, grip on your hip tightening as he stared down at where your bodies met, at the ring of cream-colored release forming around his base and coating the dark patch of hair over his pelvis. “Look at the mess you’re making, holy shit— I’m gonna cum—you’re gonna make me cum.” 

Steve himself wasn’t all that religious, he mostly attended church for the same reason you did. Still, there was a part of his mind that entertained the concept of afterlives; specifically, his and how he was positive he’d be going to hell for cumming buried in you, right outside of a building where a pastor was preaching about the importance of rejecting sin and temptation. 

“Forgive me, Lord,” he mumbled fervently, over and over again as he felt his balls draw up in anticipation for his climax.

Normally, your pleasure was your number one focus (had to be someone’s, right?) but something about having Steve Harrington cream all over your insides was too appealing to ignore. Especially when he started begging his god for forgiveness for how good your pussy made him feel, walls constricting around him. He should’ve kept begging you instead.

“Shut up,” you hissed, grinding down against him. Despite the distraction of his mumbling, your body remained focused on the task at hand and it shivered with the idea of ruining him, so much that the squelching was no longer just a sound, it was a sensation, your cunt sucking him in even as your hips lifted. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed within the confined space of the BMW.

You grabbed his wrist, yanking his fingers away from your clit to suck them into your mouth. Steve let out a choked sound, voice rising in pitch as he whined and came inside you, forcing you to stay in place so he could fill you with his cum. The sheer force of it had your eyes rolling back into your skull.

 His grip on your hips loosened as he came down, hairy chest heaving with his exertion.

You sighed, body relaxing as you reached down to grab your dress, pulling it over your head. “‘D you come?” He slurred out, and you ran a hand through his hair, pushing the strands stuck to his forehead with sweat from his face as you raised your hips and he hissed when he slipped out of you; soft, come-covered cock resting against the hair of his happy trail.

You didn’t bother grabbing your panties from the floor of the backseat as you popped the door open. 

“No,” you climbed out of the BMW, sparing one last glance at him. It was a powerful feeling, seeing the former King of Hawkins looking utterly wrecked and used up from a quick car fuck. He was lucky he hadn’t stumbled onto your path when he had been a student at Hawkins High. You would have loved to have made a mess out of him for the whole student body to see. 

The stupid look on his face when he realized he hadn’t even made you cum felt better than any orgasm.

“You made a mess,” you stared pointedly down at his matted-down pubes and the shine you could see trailing down his inner thighs towards the seat. Then you slammed his car door shut and fixed your hair as you made your way back to the church with a smirk, all too aware of the heated gaze you felt on your back until you slipped through the heavy wooden doors just as the pastor finished up his sermon on repentance.

You wouldn’t have learned anything from that, anyways.

[onyourhyuck]

BACK 2 U. | Lee Haechan. (M)

prologue- “Stop laughing it’s not funny! I was literally having a bad day and then you said you couldn’t come back. I was this close to just buying that ticket.” + “You’re the best person in the world y/n and holy shit am i lucky to have you.”

the warnings: angst wholesome and slightly suggestive fic. Haechan is abroad for japan tour and it was supposed to end today, but he texts you saying the flight has been delayed and he can’t come back. Crying y/n. Haechan laughs at reader’s reactions finding them cute. Mild spice at the end.

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Donghyuck sent you a text that his flight departing from Japan back to Korea has been delayed, and that he cannot make it back to meet you at the airport today.

Not only did this sent you into multi-dimensional despair through more than one reality. It hit you like a deep truck. Weeks apart from your boyfriend, weeks of barely texting and calling. You were touch starved, love starved, you were deprived of Lee fucking Donghyuck. It physically pains you to imagine one more day without him.

When things got really stressful and hard for you, when life became a pain enduring alone, your boyfriend was there for you to remind you to hang on there you are nearly at the exit. He makes you continue to strive for the success. University is extremely— extremely draining, draining to the point you don’t feel alive as a human anymore. It leaves your spirit to diminish; hell it probably made you have no spirit at all. On the plus side, you are a MEDICINE student. To hell with it all, you’re this close to dropping it, by referencing to close you mean close to the point of any gaps between you and that big red button written ‘DROP OUT’

Your eyes tremble at the texting message, afraid and disappointed. You bite your bottom lip as your eyes were barely visible for you to read the message Donghyuck sent you: delayed flight. The next thing you realise , you turn your back around with your head hung low. Water dropping on the airport trampling ground, from your crystal-sparkling eyes. Fuck, should i just buy that ticket? Will that make me look like an obsessed clingy girlfriend who cannot handle living by herself? Or will that make me unstable? Those words ran in your mind like spreading wildfire of drought thoughts. Sure, your relationship has boundaries and space. Donghyuck enjoys his own time alone, but he enjoys his time spent with you twice as much too.

You give him what he needs and whatever he asks of you’re on it the minute his plum lips gave the word. The work he does requires him to be flexible with fans, the other members, his family and producers. You’re not his main priority and that is okay, he isn’t your main priority either. Your priority is surviving your university and graduating.

The moment you look at the leaving exit entrance of the airport welcoming you, you were faced with a familiar long build structure, a small snatch waist with an autumn-inspired shirt that sort of reminds you of Gryffindor theme from Hogwarts instead. Black long length leans reaching the long legs walking up to your frozen figure very leisurely and casually, as if it were a condescending joke and he had gotten the reaction he wanted.

Perhaps, he wanted. He didn’t expect you to full on emotionally breakdown in public and bawl your eyes out. But the element of surprise and shock, made him satisfied enough with this prank he had pulled. Donghyuck was in front of the exit and when he stood in front of you with a shit-eating grin looking at your pretty red face, with scrunch up eyes sobbing out depressingly.

“Ohh Y/n look at you.” He sweetly reprimands with banter in the tone, you come closer banging your head on his chest as you hit your palms the side weakly, breaking down with inner-croaks with each cry you muffle. “What sick joke is this Lee Donghyuck?” You weakly shout in his chest.

He smirks. “I was here early. I wanted to surprise you.”

“Surprise me, my ass. You’re a jerk. You’re the bane of my existence. How can you do that to me— seriously, I hate you. I wish you stub your toe every morning for the next thirty years and I wish you slip on a banana peal on your way to work.”

Donghyuck would watch you speak so quickly to the point he could no longer register a formal sentence from your slipping mouth. It’s almost like Mark Lee possessed your body for a hot minute and boy, was he not regretting seeing you go absolutely mental with him. To see you fume out your frustrations because he knows you missed him so much, as well as regret missing him so much considering he pulled this ridiculous joke on you. But you cannot help but love him and he so happy of relief that he is back.

He laughs, pulling your face in his hands where he cups it like a soft ball. “Oh god I’m so happy to see you too, my lovely loving and kind girlfriend.” He sarcastically adds with a hint of flirtyness.

He loves the way your cheeks puff out in his hands when he squished them together. The salty waterfall spewing from your eyes down the round red apple cheeks of yours made you ten times cuter than anything in this world and he was down-bad obsessed with you: physically, mentally and spiritually. You were the only thing he knew. Every word he knew. Every colour he knew. Every dream he saw. You’re his world and everything

“Stop laughing it’s not funny! I was literally having a bad day and then you said you couldn’t come back. I was this close to just buying that ticket.” You complain with your eyebrows knitting forward, now you’re sulking like a child. Donghyuck really cannot get enough of you and your amazing reactions.

“You’re the best person in the world y/n and holy shit am i lucky to have you.” He announced as he kisses your forehead. The minute you felt the pair of the softness of his lips and the loving embrace he has pull you in, your anger vanished. You melt in his hold and at the head kiss was enough to make you feel like you are alive again.

You mumble. “I know I am. So don’t do that again, please, I was really going to buy a ticket to Japan and come get you myself.”

He smirks looking down at your lips when the seriousness of your tone came back to life. Donghyuck’s hand brushes on your chin as his thumb rubs on the bottom lip, his darken gaze mysteriously flickers, eyeing you as if you were the prize of his darkest and deepest possessions.

“You should’ve.” He says. “You should’ve bought it. I would show you off to my fans.” You smile at his words as your heart raced at the action he had over you. Slightest touch was enhanced by 100 times. “And I would’ve had my fun with you in the japanese hotel rooms. They have really comfy beds…” he whispers before winking at you.

“We are in public, behave!”

Your lips fall apart as your cheeks and ears grow red. You thought he cannot be serious, but boy he was deadly serious about this. He grows out a happy laugh when you pull away, clearing your throat as you look around if anyone heard him; thankfully, no one did. But there was a high risk possibility anyone could of took a glimpse of that conversation. He saw your shyness, as a way of announcing you lowkey loved it but were too stunned. He always likes having you speechless. It’s fun.

“So…that’s a no to the invitation?” He begins and you look back at him, raising an eyebrow. You gently whisper. “I mean I didn’t say no…”

“I mean. Let’s just go home and do it. Right now.” You huff out walking out of the airport with your hands interlocking his, he smiles ear to ear. “With pleasure.” He sang. Donghyuck always will be Back 2 You.

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