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#and i’m blocking people who whine that the film isn’t gay and think that all straight relationships are automatically accepted

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#5

There an Au where Bruno died before the kids were born and after Mirabel’s ceremony she started to see him and because she was picking up his habits Everone thought she was Bruno reincarnated

Aaaaaahh!

After years and years of getting bad prophesies from him, some of the villagers decided to…end the source of them…

Or more accurately; Kill Bruno…

So, after luring him to an empty part of town to do a vision, which was another bad one, the villagers pretended to be okay with it, and offered him a drink as a “Thank you”.

Unbeknownst to Bruno though, the drink was poisoned…

He drank it, and at first the townspeople struck up a conversation with him like they’ve always been cool with him, like they didn’t intend on killing him, and Bruno finally felt like he belonged.

But then the poison took affect…

Slowly, all so slowly, Bruno felt immense pain in his stomach, and stumbled to the ground.

All he heard where those same nice villagers insulting him, calling him a disgrace and a stain to the Madrigals, saying that he was better off dead anyways, and that everyone would be happier without him around…

No one heard them say those words. Dolores was a month away from receiving her gift, so no one heard anything…

Eventually, after what felt like hours, Bruno had died, slow and painful, without any of his loved ones around…

Those villagers would dump his body in the jungle for the jaguars to eat…

But what they didn’t know was that Bruno came back as a ghost they couldn’t see, free to roam the world.

Bruno however, chose to stay and roam Casita, wanting to stay near his family he loved so much.

Meanwhile, Alma became quite worried when her son didn’t return home before dinner. Even when he had become distant to the family, he would always eat dinner with them.

So, she went to the town to ask if the townspeople have seen Bruno somewhere, but all of them said they haven’t seen him.

Within days, rumors started to circulate that Bruno had ran away, some even saying he had left the Encanto somehow.

Alma and the family didn’t believe the rumors at first, but as time passed, Alma and Pepa in particular began to believe those rumors. And so, “We don’t talk about Bruno” became a thing.

But they had no idea. They had no idea that their son and brother was murdered by those same townspeople who spread those rumors…

Meanwhile, Bruno saw his beloved family go about their daily lives, and saw his nieces and nephews being brought into the world.

He would watch over them, play with them as if they could see him, but he knew they couldn’t. It was a nice thought though.

But all of it changed when Mirabel’s gift ceremony arrived.

Upon touching her doorknob, the girl’s door faded away in front of her eyes, leaving her without a room and giftless…

She went to bed crying that night, in the nursery again, all alone…

Bruno went to check on her, and upon seeing her crying her eyes out, instantly went to comfort her.

“Everything will be okay, Mira.” He said, floating behind her. “You’re just as special as everyone else.”

After having said that, Mirabel stopped crying, and turned around, facing him, as if she heard that??

“Who are you?” Mirabel asked the ghost, looking at him.

Bruno couldn’t believe it. She could see him??

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217 notities - Geplaatst 22 april 2022

#4

I was thinking of an ENCANTO CURSED GIFT AU: Where instead of cracks, casita shows the destruction of the family by corrupting the gifts, all the stress, sadness, and anger (especially of Abuelita) make the magic turn into a curse. Starting with Mirabel and them little poor Antonio (still deciding what curses would they have, a little help, please?). Just imagine, this still would portray Maribel as an outcast and the family as their own villains. And Antonio and Maribel relation as brothers!!

Oh nice!

As for what the gift's curses could be (in order), maybe:

Mirabel abruptly loosing her sight, becoming blind.

Isabela only growing dangerous plants, even though she wanted roses.

Luisa losing control of her strength...

Julieta's food only hurting people even more.

Pepa's rainstorms and hurricanes becoming more severe.

Dolores' hearing becoming too loud for her to handle with no pause.

Camilo not being able to shape shift anymore.

And Antonio not being able to talk to certain animals anymore...

Bruno won't suffer, because he already sees his gift as a curse.

Agustin and Félix also won't be affected by it, but they do have to constantly be there for the others in case something goes wrong (a lot of accidents did happen...)

Alma's curse would be the candle melting into a small flame, keeping the rest of her family trapped with their own curses.

Alma would still blame Mirabel for it all, resulting in most of the townspeople and even some of the Madrigals blaming her as well...

Yup, that means Bruno has to save the day, while also helping Mira guide through the world without sight.

225 notities - Geplaatst 7 januari 2022

#3

A angsti Encanto AU! Casita after see how Alma took more advantage over little kid Luisa decided to punish her, how? By giving curses to Camilo, Mari, and Antonio instead of gifts. And instead of cracks, Casita just starts to get more corrupted and aggressive toward those who doesn't have a curse

ANON NO-😭

Right after Luisa’s ceremony, Alma immediately expected her to do chores around town and all, starting Luisa’s “useless if not of surface” mentality.

Casita noticed this, and decided to punish Alma for it.

That punishment would come to be on Camilo’s ceremony night…

The boy would still receive a door, but instead of being given a gift, he’s given a curse. A curse that, whenever he touched someone in the slightest, they would feel agonizing pain upon it…

Pepa and Félix found out the hard way…

It made Camilo distant with everyone, locking himself in his room most of the time to avoid interaction or accidentally bumping into someone. But at the same time, he just wanted a hug…

Alma would obviously question Casita and the magic, but Casita wasn’t done yet…

At her ceremony, Mirabel didn’t receive a door, and had to watch it fade away before receiving her curse, going blind and deaf…

So when Antonio was born, everyone dreaded his ceremony…

Pepa and Félix even begged Alma to just scrap his ceremony altogether, but the matriarch still held hope, and insisted…

While Antonio did get a door, he was given a curse too, the curse of seeing someone’s death upon looking at them…

Every. Single. Time…

And the first death he saw was his mami’s…

Antonio cried with his eyes closed for hours…

“I TOLD YOU TO SKIP IT ALL!” Pepa screamed at her mother. She was livid, furious, and boiling with anger. Even Félix couldn’t calm her down, but he refused to even try. Pepa didn’t care if a hurricane may destroy the enige town, she wanted her sons and Mirabel to be free of their curses and pain. “THAT CANDLE IS GOING OUT!”

Alma however, refused to let anyone near the candle, and would still put the community first.

And so, it only became more difficult over the years…

The three cursed kids couldn’t even be in one room without any pain or crying…

Both Camilo and Antonio grew heavily distant from the family since their ceremonies, spending almost all their time in their rooms by themselves…

Out of the three, Mirabel had it the easiest. Yes, she couldn’t see or hear or talk, but she could still communicate with her family through touch, and Casita would watch out for her and help her with stairs and all.

Since her sister’s ceremony, Isabela said “Screw you” to her golden child image and her abuela, and focused on communicating with her youngest sister. They even found a special way to talk through touch, by Isabela using small vines to write on Mira’s palms😊

Pepa, Félix, and Agustín made it their damn mission to blow that candle out, to save their kids from the pain they’re suffering…

Unfortunately, many attempts failed, as Alma caught on to the trio’s plan, and hid the candle somewhere.

Casita would also be quite aggressive towards the gifted Madrigals, such as purposely tripping Julieta while she was walking with a big plate of arepas, or making loud noises near Dolores until her ears bleed…

The only ones Casita was nice to where the cursed kids, Agustín, Félix, and Alma…

239 notities - Geplaatst 30 januari 2022

#2

Tough AU idea for you. Good Alma AU. One where she put her family first like she defends Bruno from the villagers who hate him for his prophecies even though they asked for them. She's afraid that anymore of this, Bruno will run away and she already lost Pedro she will not lose her son too. And maybe on Mirabels failed gift ceremory, she loses it not at her but at the Miracle asking why her precious granddaughter doesn't deserve a gift or at least her own room to sleep in. Fluff.

ANON, I LOVE YOU!!

After having lost Pedro, Alma still grieved his loss, but also focused on her children. They still needed her, after all.

Instead of a bun, she would still have her two braids, even in her elderly years.

She would still wear the black shall, but only when alone.

As for the triplets’ birthday, Alma would celebrate it with her kids, but would grief Pedro’s death when the day would be over.

Alma never made Pepa feel guilty about showing her emotions, she never made Bruno feel bad about his gift, she never made Julieta cook all day. Alma just let her children be themselves and didn’t apply pressure to help the town or be perfect.

Whenever someone made a mean comment about Bruno’s visions or Pepa “ruining the weather”, Alma (and sometimes Julieta) would let those kids know to not mess with them.

Julieta and Pepa would eventually meet Agustín and Félix, and would start their families.

Despite being a spitting image of her, Alma didn’t try to live through Isabela, and would treat her as equal as her other future grandchildren.

Luisa would still feel pressure from overworking herself (which the town would be the cause of), and it would actually be Alma who encouraged her to take a break.

Overal, the Madrigals lived a pretty happy live, and no big accidents happend!

Until Mirabel’s ceremony…

Upon seeing her beloved granddaughter on the verge of tears after her door vanished, Alma comforted her, reassuring her that she was still as special as everyone else in the family, not even caring that the whole town was watching.

The same night, Alma would ask the miracle why Mirabel didn’t get a gift, what she ever did to not be granted one. Her precious granddaughter deserved one, just like everyone else in the family! Or at the very least her own room!

Alma would even question what she did wrong…

269 notities - Geplaatst 7 februari 2022

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Okay, what if... it was Alma who's sacrifice was what created the Encanto, and Pedro the one left behind. I can see going one of two ways: Either he becomes extremely protective to the point of toxicity instead of the perfection for Alma, desperate to not lose anyone else, or becomes emotionally stunted and is protective but distant especially since like Alma, he never got the chance to properly grieve.

He'd also either be very close or very distant with Isabela with how much she looks like a young Alma.

Alright, so...

When the horsemen arrived, it was Alma who sacrificed herself which created the Encanto, leaving Pedro with the triplets to raise in Casita.

When the triplets receive their gifts, Pedro didn't pressure them to help the town, but they still do because it would be a kind thing to do, just with less pressure.

Bruno would've been treated much better by the townspeople, as Pedro warned them to not mess with his family, so Bruno didn't really use his gift that much, though he did do odd jobs around town.

Everything was great. Pedro quickly accepted Agustin and Félix as part of the family when they got together with Julieta and Pepa, weddings happen, and everything was perfect.

Until the first grandchild was born...Isabela...

When he held her for the first time, Pedro almost couldn't believe how much she looked like Alma. So, he distanced himself from her, not wanting to remember his beloved's death everything he looks at his granddaughter…

As time went on, and as the family grew, Pedro started to pay more attention to his other grandchildren, Dolores, Luisa, Camilo, Mirabel, and eventually Antonio, leaving Isabela constantly in the dark.

Even at her gift ceremony, Pedro's smile wasn't sincere, but a mask to cover up his pain as he had to grand his first grandchild her gift.

At the age of 6, Isabela started to notice how her Abuelo treated her differently than her sisters and cousins, and it started to sadden her.

Like how he didn't even give her a glance while happily picking Dolores up. Or when he praised Luisa for helping the town while ignoring Isa...

Pedro never insulted her or made any remarks. He just ignored and distanced himself from her as best as he could.

As she grew up, Isabela wanted to prove to her abuelo that she was worth his time, that she was living in Casita too! She grew flowers for him when needed, did everything he asked of her, but it never worked...

No matter how much Agustin called Pedro out on his treatment towards his oldest daughter, no matter how many times Julieta reassured Isa that "Your Abuelo loves you just like the rest", Pedro kept avoiding her

Isabela grew jealous of her sisters and cousins because of this, which even damaged her relationship with them...

Isabela's first breaking point came when she was 11, when it was Mirabel's gift ceremony. When her youngest sister's door vanished, not being given a gift, Isa thought that her abuelo might treat Mira differently as well now. But no...

"Looks like Mira is so special that she doesn't need a gift!" Pedro said in front of the town, also comforting Mira.

That broke Isa...

The whole family even took a picture without her..

The following years where filled with many attempts to prove herself to her Abuelo for Isabela, along with jealousy at her sisters and cousins...

292 notities - Geplaatst 9 januari 2022

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[1toreyouapart]

The Lies We Tell

Summary that tells you nothing: Sometimes everything you ever wanted has been right there, within reach, all along.

CW/TW: Angst, fluff, swearing, friends to lovers, jealousy, smut, fingering, PinV, pet names, friends with benefits, more to come as I actually get things written out.

Masterlist

Why Do Men?

Quinn pushed the food around on her plate, barely listening to the man across from her. He was attractive enough, seemed kind. But good God, he was boring. From the moment she walked in he droned on and on about him and what he did for work, how much money he made. His big flashy car he had. Right now she was really hoping that Noah had asked her to stay with him instead. In fact, she had been sure that he would. Instead, he had rushed out of that bathroom and she hadn't seen him since. Not even when she knocked on his door before she left.

Him telling her she had shitty taste in men still stung a bit. Mostly because it was true. And who was it that picked up the pieces after every failed date? Every brief relationship that failed after three months? Noah. Always there to pick up the pieces and put her back together again. She was willing to bet he already had a whole thing planned for when she got home tonight, too.

"You're one of those goth girls, right?"

Quinn snapped out of her head. What the fuck was this guy on about?

"Excuse me?"

"I'm asking because you look like one. Tattoos, dark hair. Dark clothes." He leaned forward. "Bet you're into some kinky shit, too."

Her stomach turned. What the fuck? Did he really just say that? It didn't matter so much that she wasn't goth. Though, she definitely had more gothic tendencies than not. The sexualization of goth girls, however, was too much. It was vile. It was disgusting. God. Noah had been right.

"Mmmm. This date is over." Sighing, frustrated, she got up, pulling out her wallet. "Here's my half."

"Oh, come on. Don't be like that. It's just a question."

"Be like what? Bored out of my mind because you can't shut the fuck up about how great you think you are? Or irritated because you seem to think that goth women exist for your pleasure?" She threw the money down on the table, laughing. "See you never."

Satisfied she walked away, pulling her phone out. Everything in her screamed at her to call Noah, not an Uber. Noah would be there faster. But she didn't want to hear his "I told you so" just yet. That might set her off even more and she was trying not to cause a scene.

The cool night air hit her skin as the app told her a driver was on her way. 15 minutes until her ride arrived. Cursing she pulled up the text thread with Noah, debating texting him that he had been right. Just then, however, her date appeared in front of her, angry.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You're not even that pretty, anyway."

Quinn's stomach churned, her palms going sweaty as she glanced up and down the sidewalk. There were people. Lots of them. She should be safe, right? Fuck. What had Noah taught her? He had tried so hard to teach her how to defend herself. Now that the time may be here she couldn't remember a thing. Steeling herself for what may happen she lifted her chin, meeting the man's eyes.

"I said the date is over."

"You know, you should be grateful I even gave you the time of day. I make more money in a year than you ever will in your life."

She laughed. Genuinely deeply laughed. This guy wasn't going to attack her. His ego might be bruised, but that's as far as it would go. The type of guy that used his wealth to get sex. If he even actually made that much money.

"Says the grown ass man crying because the girl that 'isn't even that pretty.' Do you even hear yourself right now?"

"Whatever. Good luck finding a man that'll put up with you."

She watched as he walked off, ignoring the tiny crack in her armor that last comment had made. So many failed dates. Nothing lasting more than three months in the last seven years. Maybe he was right and there was something just inherently wrong with her. Her track record definitely spoke to that.

Her phone lit up, letting her know her ride had arrived just as a vehicle with an Uber sign in the window showed up. Thank fucking God. All she wanted right now was her pajamas, a movie, and her best friend.

Tags: @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard

[nevieatiny]

Choco mint

Seonghwa x reader

Just a little drabble i had in mind after watching him try the animal crossing chocolates

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"Look what i just bought!" This man with 0% of privacy respect just got into your bedroom as if it were his, to be fair he practically lived in your apartment "i went to the convenience store on my way here and look what they had" and as if his animal crossing character was about to show a bug he showed you a metal box with animal crossing characters "first of all yes, is nice to see you too, i guess" he brush it off and made his way to your bed to sit down as he usually would, the tin box was on his lap while he was trying to open it "And second, what even is that?" pushing your chair away from your desk you faced him and offer to open it, but his ego was even bigger, so you sat in comfortable silence for a whole minute while he was doing his best to open the box.

"you sure you don't need help?" and right after that he was able to remove the lid, revealing a a few tiny pieces of what you assumed was chocolate "it's cute, isn't it?" he took the first piece to put it in your mouth and right after that he took one for himself, being with Seonghwa was always a fun experience, this man's eyebrows had life of their own, he was going through a rollercoaster of emotions for sure "well, im not the biggest fan of chocolate but is nice, you like it?" he was so immersed on which chocolate to choose next that he just nodded and grabbed a green leaf, half way in he just made a gesture of disgust and looked at you with furrowed eyebrows "It's chocomint, why would someone do that?" and when you were about to grab the piece from his hand he moved away "no, don't eat that, i did put it in my mouth" "Park Seonghwa don't you remember how your tongue was down my throat yesterday?" it was so easy to read him, the big eyes, the red face, his lips on a thin line "yes but.." "we've shared fluids in literally so many ways and THIS is where you draw the line?" and without needing to add anything else he gave you the chocolate piece so could finally eat it "actually, i think this one is actually my favorite" "you're disgusting i swear"

[evitamylove]

Cove, MK1 Edition

Announcer comment ideas:

Kung Lao:

-"Yeah, still my favorite."

-"Hi pretty boy."

-"The one....for me~"

-"Calling you a petname would give you too much of an ego boost."

-"Hung Lao."

-"You don't remember." (sad tone)

-"In every reality." (said very softly)

-"I really did miss you."

-"Hi, love."

-"My Chosen One.''

Raiden:

-"Still don't know how to feel about you."

-"Kidd Thunder!"

-"I'm loyal to Kung Lao, I swear." (if hes wearing cosmetics with tattoos.)

-"Okay, I'm warming up to you."

-"I'd let him electrocute me to death." (only in specific cosmetics)

-"You don't remember either."

-"Pikachu, I choose you!"

Liu Kang:

-"Can I be the dragon?"

-"Woof."

-"I miss our Raiden."

-"Where the hell did you put Fujin?"

-"You're cute sometimes."

-"Your fanfiction is the worst."

-"God of Massive Doofuses."

-"Look at this dork."

-"I miss your fuckass bob."

-"Glow up."

-"Daddy."

-"One day..."

-"Bruce Lee."

-"Wa-chaaww!!"

-"The white hair looked better."

-"I can take him, just not in a fight."

Johnny:

-"He's hot as shit."

-"I'd be front row at a concert tryna get his towel."

-"He's hot when he isn't talking."

-"Jean van goddamn."

-"Never change, sweetheart."

-*"Ripleeyyy!"*

-"At least you age well."

Sub-Zero:

-"What a noob."

-"Daddy issues."

-"Why are you so goddamn mean?"

-"Bi-Handsome."

-"Why are your biceps the size of my head?"

-"Wish the mask was a gag."

Scorpion:

-"Hey, hot stuff."

-"Burnin' up~"

-"Is it hot in here or is it just you?"

-"I'd lick the mask."

-"Both at the same time."

-"Get over here! No please, cmere."

Smoke:

-"You are actually the perfect man."

-"Nobody's allowed to be mean to you."

-"Beat the shit out of them."

-"Hi sweetheart~"

-"The actual favorite. Sorry Kung Lao."

-"You did Madame Bo dirty."

-"Nerd."

Kenshi:

-"Love at first sight."

-"I wanna see the rest of the tattoos."

-"How far do your tattoos go down?"

-"Pretty as fuck."

-"Yowza."

-"My type."

-"Yaku-zaddy."

Baraka:

-"Mommy's other favorite!"

-"I'd lick the blood off his teeth."

-"You didn't hear that."

-"Deserved better."

Kitana:

-"I love you."

-"Hot."

-"I would thank her for beating the shit out of me."

Sindel:

-"Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry."

-"I have such bad mommy issues."

-"How come her evil version gets to play with Raiden and I don't?"

Mileena:

-"Literal perfection in Edenian form."

-"I'm in love with you."

-"Empress Mileena~"

-"Gordon Ramsey."

-"Final Fantasy X."

-"Before I die I'm tryna f-"

Nitara:

-"You look like Megan Fox."

-"Jennifer's body bag."

-"Twilight, gore edition."

-"C-Bat."

-"The Little Vampire."

-"She'd be a terrible babysitter."

-"Hey Selene."

-"The vampire movie jokes are getting old."

-"Dead but pretty."

Reptile:

-"I can only manage unholy comments about you."

-"What that tongue do?"

-"The best glow up by far."

-"Both forms."

-"Lizard form can get it."

-"Syzoth."

Ashrah:

-"Do you need a dog? *actually barks*"

-"Twilight Princess."

-"So jealous of both you and Syzoth."

Sonya Blade:

-"Mommy's back."

-"God I missed you."

-"Beat their ass, Blade."

Sektor:

-"The ketchup and mustard joke is funny."

-"Nuts."

Cyrax:

-"Bolts."

-"I'm into robots too."

-"Bot locs go hard."

Khameleon:

-"Like me!"

-"We could be siblings."

-"I can't flirt with you after saying we'd be siblings."

-"F.A.B." (spelled out, means fuck ass bob)

-"Gender? Never knew her."

Stryker:

-"Really?"

-"*makes pig noises*"

-"Love a man in uniform."

-"No idea who this was initially."

Shao Kahn:

-"Yeah. I could climb it."

-"He can get it."

-"Pretty bitch says what?"

-"My type."

-"Big."

-"Now that's a man that could ride."

-"Yeah.......*yeah"* (said in a very blatantly horny tone)

-"Kotal looked cooler."

-"Horny!"

-"Hey handlebars~"

Shang Tsung:

-"Bundle of sticks!"

-"You're so lucky you're drop dead gorgeous."

-"Redemption arc."

-"The bitch."

-"Toxic by Britney Spears."

-"He's back?"

-"No."

-"Okay maybe-"

-"Asshole says what?"

-"Mortal Kombaaatttt dodododododo-"

Havik:

-"I'm into it."

-"Final Destination."

-"He's the coolest Kombatant."

-"Khaos incarnate."

-"Resident Evil."

Motaro:

-"I'm a Sagittarius!"

-"Oh he's not a centaur?"

-"What are you?"

-"Liu Kang was so right to bring you back."

-"Fuck with the bull, get the horns."

Shujinko:

-"Deadass thought you were Shang Tsung."

-"No seriously are you and Shang Tsung related?"

-"Shu-plinko?"

-"Pachinko."

-"Shu-what? Who are you?"

Geras:

-"Yes!"

-"The literal best."

-"Dad AND daddy vibes."

-"The coolest."

-"Guardian of Time."

-"Timestopper."

Li Mei:

-"I had no clue who you were at first."

-"One and done."

-"Li Mei I take your hand in marriage?"

-"She deserved better."

Tanya:

-"You and Mileena are perfect."

-"Wife material."

-"So happy you're back."

Quan Chi:

-"Another redemption arc?"

-"I still don't forgive you."

-"Quan Chi-huahua."

Ermac:

-"I'm so fucking glad you're back."

-"JERROD?!"

-"We are Legion."

-"We are many, you are one." (said in a mocking tone)

Jax Briggs:

-"Nice."

-"The best."

-"Only you, Jax."

-"Captain~"

Frost:

-"Ooohhh that's chilly!"

-"Titsicles."

-"Ice to see you."

-"Let it go."

Homelander:

-"Why are you here?"

-"Okay, you're kinda cool."

Omniman: (she can't stand him)

-"Omni-boy."

-"God, you're annoying."

-"Invincible, yeah right."

-"D'vorah's cooler."

-"Kal-el."

-"Clark Kent."

-"I bet people make edits of you beating the shit of me cause I like to insult you."

Reiko:

-"Reiko's Island."

-"Who're you again?"

-"Dork."

-"Shao's lapdog."

Cove:

-"Hey that's me!"

-"You coulda just played Shang Tsung or Shujinko."

-"Best choice."

-"I'm hotter than you."

-"You picked THAT outfit?"

-"The coolest bitch here."

-"Candle Cove."

-"No, not Pirate's Cove."

-"Please pick Kung Lao for the Kameo."

-"Changeling."

-"Fae fire fantasy."

-"I can steal your name AND your face."

-"Cooler than Shang Tsung."

-"Big balls!"

-"Bigger tits."

[rontra]

If you’re looking for Zatanna recs I recommend her Seven Soldiers run and Zatanna: Everyday Magic! Both do pretty good justice to her character methinks

me and anon are looking yes! let's have a look here (pages rustling)

Everyday Magic - ah, a cool 50 pages AND THEY SAY SWEARS IN THIS ONE! they let constantine say fuck on page TWO. we must always remember to never forget the jld 2017 incident NOBODY SAYS THAT

she has a lil ego in this one which i do like. its pretty snappy and brisk they keep it moving at a nice clip. god it's definitely from 2003 though isn't itMFGJBHG

anyway i don't love the art but you KNOW i love her little JACKET. with the Z?! thats so fucking cute of her. that's good jacket content. (+ the boot cut jeans and big stompers...girl absolutely)

i had fun. the last bit dragged a bit for me but at the end of the day it is only 50 pages so it's done in one. EASY!

Seven Soldiers - i don't know anything about this line at All but all the other comics in it are names i dont even recognize. god help us all. this one is a bit more ribald which isn't my usual cup but it's moving along quick enough so i'm not bored either...oh but most importantly her magician costume is back in Many Many Lingerie Variations which is doing some cocomelon shit to me trying to keep track of them

i love that they give her a little scrunkly in this one. that's so important. also she is COMICALLY deep in her failgirl era and everybody knows it 😭 girl you were too fucked up for the justice league!!!!

hmm... this one's not really my taste. i liked parts of it some scenes really entertained me + there were some exciting page layouts here and there but overall the Vibes weren't my thing. still there was some genuinely funny bits in there and you know i love a failgirl so i don't hate it either. i would not cast it into the flames it was fine

liveblogging my HERstory class. they can go in the corner here i'm expanding the canvas. room for more if anyone has 'em

[khalixvitae]

making clothes, especially alternative clothes, IS fun. the process of creation is the most gratifying part me thinks! however i refused to get stencils because i was like lmfao im already an artist ill just go big or go home and spent 3 hours handpainting the font designs alone onto it which really effed me in my a. getting into the act of DIY 😰 i inhaled the fabric paint so much i swear i had a communion with god and he was slapping me in the face with a wet halibut. i really do get why brands who handmake their unique items price it so high because it requires so much attention and time and id love to support them but i am like... shit fuck poor.... :-///

and if it's not the price of the item or shipping that's the problem then it's the fact that it's literally discontinued. nada. it's been out of stock for years so i can't buy it from them and anyone who sells their originals price it absurdly high. again i can see why (kinda) but i just can't afford it so i might as well learn a thing or two by making it myself! hopefully, and eventually, i will be able to design my own ambitious articles.

my vision for my too-ambitious ass is those madame chocolat shirts. they are so ostentatious and they'd probably give me hell trying to make them but if i CAN do it my ego will be so big plus ill have a cool shirt!!!!

as for rookvil x yuu poly, i imagine it'd be all the better if yuu, either, did not know who they were and thus did not allow the illusion of their fame place them on a pedestal from the get go, or they do know them, and they don't make a very big deal out of it. how fascinating! these two are models more iconic than shalom harlow, than naomi campbell, than kate moss, cindy crawford, christy turlington, claudia schiffer-- you get the gravity of it! yet their nonchalance serves to be even more invigorating than the bustle of the fashion industry.

and if yuu was ardently passionate about the craft and artistry of fashion! they'd be positively enthused by the admiration for the arts many big brands fail to have kept alive. you don't want your designs to be twisted by the sick hand of fast fashion? don't want large brands to piggie back ride off your geniusry? fine. be their one and only designer. design haute couture pieces vil peacocks out on the runway with cutting confidence and striking charisma like no one else can even muster. design avant garde pieces with creative vision rook's theatrical passion will surely complement and even amplify to stun the audience into a stupor at the ingenuity of. design alternative items that would fit them and only them and they will ensure you will have what you want. the claim to your art, the opportunity for greatness, the means to a comfortable life, endless time in their company. isn't it thrilling? to think these two practically have your name on them pretty much all the time, even if save for the days they model for different brands? the paparazzi goes wild upon seeing the two in your innovation.

and sure, their measurements have been taken countless times for past items, but each and every one has to be to a T! they certainly don't complain about their schedules or any of the sort when being roped into another hour long measurements session. yea, they're used to being measured upon modeling for certain items, but never for the sole intent that they are the only ones privy to such privilege-- never for such earnest determination to fulfill their desires and tastes and give them something to remember whilst also having your own artistic ambitions brought to life by them!

urgk. they make me insane in the membrane. i remember i once didn't sleep or eat for 2 days because my magnetic autistic aura compelled me to watch every gothic haute couture runway ever without any break. when you combine the idea of that and a favorite character i go absolutely livid. they haunt my every waking thought and action PLEASE help

Hello dear anon! I’ve had a negative social battery recently so I’ve been easing back into interacting with the world, but this is quite literally the BEST way to reintroduce myself to society. So many things to unpack here, all of them sublimely inspiring. On the topic of paint fumes and communing with the divine- I have also been there ! I can definitely understand your drive to hand paint rather than stencil though, I’m the same way. And finishing a difficult design is SUCH an ego boost I completely agree.

And as for the RookVil poly, I agree !!! A designer who doesn’t really make a big deal out of their statuses would be fascinating! Like sure Yuu realizes they’ve just found their most glorious muses yet, and are in awe of RookVil for their dedication and commitment to the craft, but they don’t alienate RookVil as if they’re untouchable superstars from another planet yk? There’s a kind of comfort the three would find in working together- no one else seems to understand their intense devotion to their respective arts. Yuu can keep measuring, keep realigning, keep tweaking designs until it’s absolutely perfect, and the two models won’t mind at all. For Rook, he finds a deep joy in watching Yuu work so passionately. There’s so much love for their craft in everything they do, and he feels honored to witness it. For Vil, he admires their work ethic and just how critical they can be. It’s not often that he finds someone as particular as he is about their respective art. He loves knowing that Yuu takes it all seriously, not just in the name of their reputation, but because Yuu knows what kind of quality aloty they’re capable of producing. But that also means that the two will urge Yuu to have breaks, to eat and sleep and be a human outside of their studio (and since the two models also need to fulfill those basic needs, why not as the three of them?). They take care of one another- at a certain point in the relationship, it clearly became more personal than work related. None of them really know when it happened- but once Yuu finds themself in the lavish living room of RookVil’s home, the three watching some movie Rook had insisted on playing but instead talking and laughing about everything except what was on the screen, they realize just how far from the professional path the arrangement has strayed. I am also. Fucking insane about this.

And also! I really really get being immersed in an interest that deeply anon😭😭😭 I will say that keeping snacks in my room helps when I fall down those rabbitholes. Sleeping is something I also have trouble with when I’m being plagued by demons (autism) but snacks in room can help work around the eating portion at least for me ! <3

[saturns-ringg]

ahhhh I'm doing this and tagging ppl!!! I may not give some info but yeah

middle name: julianne

age: between 13-14 (guess)

bday: april 24

zodiac sign: taurus!!

fave color: purple/dark orange

lucky number: 9!!

pets: cat and dog!!

from: america...

height: 5''6

shoe size: 7 or 7 1/2 in womens

pairs of shoes: 7

last drem: genuinely dont remember...

talents: art and writing

psychic? uh, dunno

fave song atm: wet by dazey and the scouts

favorite movie: spider man across the spiderverse

ideal partner: dunno

want children?: only if I can adopt them, no way I am having a child

church wedding?: noooooo!!!

religious? hellenistic pagan

have you been to the hospital? yes, for MANY ear infections as a kid

ever got in trouble with the law? nooooppeee

ever met any celeberties? only local ones...

baths or showers? showers

what color socks are you wearing? blue

have you ever been famous? yeah, school famous in like 4th grade for "dating" a kid-

would you like to be a big celebrity? not really

what type of music do you like? pov: indie according to spotify

have you ever been skinny dipping? no I will never-

how many pillows do you sleep with? 2, with a bunch of plushies

what position do you usually sleep in? stomach-?

How big is your house? medium-small(?)

What do you typically have for breakfast? toast 🤤🤤

Have you ever fired a gun? no

Have you ever tried archery? yes

Favorite clean word? mischievous

Favorite swear word? bitch

What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 20 hours

Do you have any scars? no

Have you ever had a secret admirer? no

Are you a good liar? kind of

Are you a good judge of character? dunno

Can you do any other accents other than your own? cursive, ik it isn't an accent but its funny

Do you have a strong accent? no

What is your favorite accent? british

What is your personality type? enfp-t

What is your most expensive piece of clothing? no idea

Can you curl your tongue? yes

Are you an innie or an outie? innie

Left or right handed? right

Are you scared of spiders? yes

Favorite food? pastaaa

Favorite foreign food? greek hummus

Are you a clean or messy person? messy for sure

Most used phrased? "uhm, actually"

Most used word? slay

How long does it take for you to get ready? about 30 minutes

Do you have much of an ego? sorta

Do you suck or bite lollipops? suck ofc

Do you talk to yourself? all the time

Do you sing to yourself? not really

Are you a good singer? meh

Biggest Fear? being embarassed

Are you a gossip? nah

Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? don't worry darling

Do you like long or short hair? short

Can you name all 50 states of America? kind of

Favorite school subject? english

Extrovert or Introvert? ambivert but more extrovert

Have you ever been scuba diving? no

What makes you nervous? my english teacher/my grades

Are you scared of the dark? yes

Do you correct people when they make mistakes? sometimes

Are you ticklish? yes

Have you ever started a rumor? i don't think so

Have you ever been in a position of authority? nah

Have you ever drank underage? no

Have you ever done drugs? no

Who was your first real crush? a boy I met in the library

How many piercings do you have? one, but I'd like about 4

Can you roll your Rs?“ yes

How fast can you type? decently-?

How fast can you run? not that fast

What color is your hair? brown

What color is your eyes? dark blue

What are you allergic to? I guess just seasonal allergies

Do you keep a journal? no, used to

What do your parents do? dad works at a car paint shop and my mom works in a special ed classroom

Do you like your age? sorta

What makes you angry? the government/stupid people

Do you like your own name? not really

Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? apollo, athena, mae, macy

Do you want a boy a girl for a child? either

What are you strengths? silliness

What are your weaknesses? silliness

How did you get your name? from the song letters to elise by the cure

Were your ancestors royalty? I don't think so, although I think I am semi-related to Ulysses Grant

Do you have any scars? no

Color of your bedspread? white/purple

Color of your room? pink/white, but like aesthetic pink

tagging: @draweronly @rrcenic @moonsgreendawn @toddreblogslotf @kunfire @peachtaglia and any of my other mutuals that I somehow haven't thought of!!!

Get To Know Me Uncomfortably Well

PLEASE DON’T LET THIS FLOP AHHHH

1. What is you middle name? 2. How old are you? 3. When is your birthday? 4. What is your zodiac sign? 5. What is your favorite color? 6. What’s your lucky number? 7. Do you have any pets? 8. Where are you from? 9. How tall are you? 10. What shoe size are you? 11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? 12. What was your last dream about? 13. What talents do you have? 14. Are you psychic in any way? 15. Favorite song? 16. Favorite movie? 17. Who would be your ideal partner? 18. Do you want children? 19. Do you want a church wedding? 20. Are you religious? 21. Have you ever been to the hospital? 22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? 23. Have you ever met any celebrities? 24. Baths or showers? 25. What color socks are you wearing? 26. Have you ever been famous? 27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? 28. What type of music do you like? 29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? 30. How many pillows do you sleep with? 31. What position do you usually sleep in? 32. How big is your house? 33. What do you typically have for breakfast? 34. Have you ever fired a gun? 35. Have you ever tried archery? 36. Favorite clean word? 37. Favorite swear word? 38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 39. Do you have any scars? 40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? 41. Are you a good liar? 42. Are you a good judge of character? 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? 44. Do you have a strong accent? 45. What is your favorite accent? 46. What is your personality type? 47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? 48. Can you curl your tongue? 49. Are you an innie or an outie? 50. Left or right handed? 51. Are you scared of spiders? 52. Favorite food? 53. Favorite foreign food? 54. Are you a clean or messy person? 55. Most used phrased? 56. Most used word? 57. How long does it take for you to get ready? 58. Do you have much of an ego? 59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? 60. Do you talk to yourself? 61. Do you sing to yourself? 62. Are you a good singer? 63. Biggest Fear? 64. Are you a gossip? 65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? 66. Do you like long or short hair? 67. Can you name all 50 states of America? 68. Favorite school subject? 69. Extrovert or Introvert? 70. Have you ever been scuba diving? 71. What makes you nervous? 72. Are you scared of the dark? 73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? 74. Are you ticklish? 75. Have you ever started a rumor? 76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? 77. Have you ever drank underage? 78. Have you ever done drugs? 79. Who was your first real crush? 80. How many piercings do you have? 81. Can you roll your Rs?“ 82. How fast can you type? 83. How fast can you run? 84. What color is your hair? 85. What color is your eyes? 86. What are you allergic to? 87. Do you keep a journal? 88. What do your parents do? 89. Do you like your age? 90. What makes you angry? 91. Do you like your own name? 92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? 93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? 94. What are you strengths? 95. What are your weaknesses? 96. How did you get your name? 97. Were your ancestors royalty? 98. Do you have any scars? 99. Color of your bedspread? 100. Color of your room?

[renticat]

Yudhistira

okay it's scary and not like me at all when I put names on my post but mostly it's all just common names and ofc I would not put the whole name on it ffs, I am not that horrible.

But Yudhistira is one of 5 pandhawa that is famous in mahabaratha. Okay he has many names, I guess is werkudara the other names. But Yudhistira is also my 2nd grade crush looong back then JAJAJA and today is his birthday (see I remember the date if you're ever been an important person in my life). I just realized many of my crush were april baby like me. I guess it's just like mostly we're weird and it's easy to having fun together (well, don't believe that horoscope shit but still). April people are just silly and fun to be with but they're also dead serious and honest. Yeah I love my april gang

I want to upload videos on my telegram but then they only let me put so little (yeah because why? Because then I know that somebody seeing it even when I don't know whom as I don't really check it but still here thought no one bother to read; and that's why Instagram is popular because people aren't whiny bitch like me also they're don't have anything much to say and I like tumblr because it's more like blog, I can write about any shit I want) even when no one really cares.

Today is beautiful day.

But I haven't sleep a wink because my mind is disturbed. You know actually I don't have to go to other neighborhood to enjoy this view back then, but in my home the forest and the orange garden were being burned down because they're making more and more homes. See too many people and they think ofc it's okay to just kill all the trees cause we're importanter than the 🌳🌴🌴🌳🌲 (grammar error i know i just want to state the silliness of human think they're centre of this universe). And those garden and field were my sanctuary. I kid you not, you know my home isn't always peaceful. It's the opposite of warmth.

More it's just too much drama and I just went there to the field and laid down gazing at the sky. It calms me down. Also gosh I should be screenwriter and making tons of money because when I was sitting alone, I escape my horrible life by creating story of me but in fictional characters when she doesn't get this too much shitty life everyday. And someone said you created something that isn't there, ofc if I wasn't I would probably really end my life when I was just elementary school (that most kids didn't even know what depression is, I already battling with anxiety everyday). The difference I still had hope back then. Ren, is my imaginary best friend, he doesn't have name back then, he's my alter ego that's nurture me but I never talk to him when I was 13 because I was brainwashed that talking too much with yourself is just satan talking to you, so yeah.

When I don't have ren by my side I swear back then I can see those undead. I mean ghost. I guess is just me being so lonely but I swear it was like real and that's what makes me closer to that deadbeat crush of mine cause he can talk to them. I don't believe in hell and heaven now but if it's true, I guess is only hell cause I've never seen any angel. Cause you're disgusting horney teenager. Gosh I thought angel supposed to understand that kissing isn't that big of matter lol lol. Picturing myself kissing all my crush, and some of it becomes reality turns out I fucking despise it.

Love only soft, fuzzy and warm inside my head. In reality they're cruel, harsh and unapologetic. They're selfish, greedy and liar. Okay sometimes is sweet but most of the time I had to deal with the bad part and gosh I think I am better off alone. But then my parents only raise me so I became a good depending wife and I am fucked because I am good but not good enough as I demand love to be put in action and just speak honest thing with me. It's too much too ask, thought it was the bare minimum for every relationship to work out.

I am terrified that nothing will ever works. That I am gonna chasing after something that doesn't exist like sky daddy. I am tired. I am fucking tired. Okay should stop swearing but i love it. It's just like american movies haha. I need to rest my head in somebody else's lap but there's none. Even when there is, it's just temporary satisfy feeling and I am gonna be twice sad because all I want is someone that is always gonna be there for me no matter what as I am gonna be that kind of person too.

gosh tumblr always lagging if I tried to upload video and ugh I had to rewrite the last part as I always. Why don't they fix this bugs.

[be-with-me-so-happily]

Don't Worry Darling Pt. 1

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Summary: Y/N has her first big break as an actress as she lands the leading role in 'Don't Worry Darling'. The only problem is that her co-star is Harry Styles, who she feels has a very big ego. Tensions rise the more they film. All kinds of tension...

A/N: This is my very first writing for a request, sent in by @victoria-styles which I usually don't do but I had so much fun writing it. Thanks lady!! Feel like I'm a little late to the DWD 'trend' but whatever. I hope you like it!

This was written after the very first trailer came out.

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>> Warnings: 18+ ONLY: Some language, smutty smut - unprotected sex, fingering, penetration, mentions of oral

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This is your big break. When your agent told you that you'd been cast as Alice for the movie 'Don't Worry Darling', you had to grab the counter to stop yourself from falling. It is the role of a lifetime.

The one downside you're facing is that the co-star playing your onscreen husband is Harry Styles. Most would be over the moon to be in your position, but you are not most.

You've worked so hard to get where you are, especially in the movie industry, and you resent the fact that he could basically just waltz onto a set and land the part, because of his fame in a former boy band.

You've found it difficult to work with his big ego, and he doesn't seem to care for you either.

He acts like he knows more than you, simply because he starred in 'Dunkirk', always pointing out little things that you're doing wrong. Or rolling his eyes if you ever make a suggestion.

Whenever a scene ends or there's a break in the day, you two are the first to leave the set and head back to your trailers.

You feel like you deserve an Academy Award for how well you portray your character being in love with his. Granted, he's good at doing the same, but you would never admit that.

~~~~~

Today you need to film some more intimate scenes. These are the worst scenes for the two of you because there is zero chemistry there.

Michael, the intimacy coordinator for the set, has been encouraging you both to open up more. He assumes you are afraid of getting turned on, which he says is very common in the industry.

But that isn't the issue. You just don't connect because you don't like each other at all.

"Do we have good chemistry today my friends?" Michael asks.

"I'll do my best." You exclaim.

"Okay, Y/N. This scene calls for 'Jack' to have his hands up the dress, it's going to be pushed up. 'Jack' will be running his mouth close against her thighs and up towards the middle. Okay?"

You both nod.

"And remember, if at any point either of you are uncomfortable, or get too aroused… Please stop. Immediately."

You both nod again.

"Let's get this over with." Harry says, as you get ready to film another scene.

"Fine by me. The faster the better." You reply.

"And let's do it right this time, yeah?" He adds, as you scoff at his arrogance.

As you're called to start, the scene plays out and it comes to that moment. As Harry starts to try and slide his hands up your thigh, his movements are shaky. They stop the scene. You growl from frustration.

"Harry, are you still comfortable, man?"

He clears his throat and nods. You notice him subtly glance at his pants, then he looks up to give you a quick glare.

"Yes. Yes. Let's do it again." He demands.

He looks at you again. "What will it take to get this right?"

You frown back at him. "Try to get Jack to be into it. He's supposed to really want Alice!"

"Fine." He states, and the scene starts again.

This time, his movements up your thigh are smooth, very smooth, and you could swear you feel him moaning a little against you. But he suddenly pulls back.

"I'm sorry. I need a break. I'm sorry everyone." He gets up, covering his pants, and walks to the room where he can cool down.

You stand up too and grab some water.

When Harry comes back, after a few minutes, he apologizes to the crew again and walks over to you.

Michael walks up to you both once again. "Is everyone still comfortable?"

You both nod again, so he steps off the set.

"Let's just do this." He reiterates, as he looks into your eyes. "Let's just… get into it, and then we can be done, yeah?"

They start rolling.

Once again, his movements are smooth, very smooth. You feel his bottom lip actually graze across your thigh. Without knowing, you moan and grab his hair, but suddenly snap it back like a spring and ask to stop the shot.

"I need a minute. I'm sorry." You stand up and jog to the room.

You drink some water, ground yourself, and walk back out there ready to get the job done. Even if it is with the man you find most annoying.

Harry actually gives you a genuine smile. "This isn't so easy, is it?"

"Let's just get it done, Harry."

The scene starts again, and this time you both get into it. A little too into it. He squeezes your thigh and uses his tongue to lick his way up your thigh. You let out another moan and unintentionally utter his name. The scene is immediately stopped.

"Okay, I think we all need a break." Michael claps.

"Shit." You quickly growl at yourself as you stand up straight.

"Y/N, wow. You okay there?" Harry chuckles.

You lower your head, embarrassed of how far you went with it, but then furrow your brow and look up at him.

"I'm fine! Don't let any of this get to your head."

He lets out a loud laugh. "Well… too late for that…" and he motions to his pants.

You don't give him the satisfaction of looking down, but you can tell he has an erection.

"Fuck off. I'm going back to my trailer." And with that you turn around and walk off in a huff.

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You are reading on your little couch, cozy in your sweats and t-shirt, when you hear a knock on your trailer door.

"Harry?" You huff. "What the hell do you want?"

"Enough is enough Y/N!" He blurts out.

"Don't raise your voice, geez, come in." You move out of the way so he can enter your trailer. "What the hell are you on about?"

"We need to just figure out how to happily work together, it's driving me crazy." He admits.

You let out a snarky chuckle. "Okay…"

"I don't get it. I don't get you!" He adds.

"You don't have to 'get me' Harry. We're here to work, we don't like each other, let's do our job and leave it at." You state.

"But that's what I don't get. We don't get along, for whatever reason, but are clearly turned on by each other during takes?"

You get frustrated with him for bringing up those intimate scenes.

"You're a prick! We have sex scenes Harry. It's acting. Michael said that getting a little aroused due to the nature of the act could happen. It's normal. That's all it was. And we stopped right away, like we were instructed to."

"Is that all it is…?"

You frown at him and lean past him to open the trailer door, but he doesn't move. Instead, he is staring at your profile, his breath hitting your neck. He leans closer to your ear and whispers, "it wasn't acting for me at that point."

Your hand doesn't turn the door handle. You stand up straight but hesitate making eye contact. Heat is rising uncontrollably inside you. You drop your hand and turn towards him, your faces just inches from each other.

"What?" You whisper.

"I wasn't acting. That was real for me." He smirks. "My cock was getting hard because I was fucking turned on by you, Y/N. Not Alice. Not the scene itself. By you."

You subtly gasp.

He continues. "As much as you irritate me at times, I've thought of nothing else but actually throwing you on that table and letting you have it."

"You're insane." You argue.

"So, you haven't had those same thoughts? You haven't actually wanted my tongue down between your legs?" He moves even closer, your noses touching, and his hard cock pressed against you.

"I…" you gulp, trying to clear the lump in your throat.

"Come on, tell me. Or better yet, cum on me." He grabs your waist with his hands, putting more pressure on you with his erection. You hiss.

"Shit." You whisper, knowing it's getting difficult to resist, because you have in fact been fantasizing about this.

He moves his hand to play with the hem of your sweatpants. "I know you want to… the way you moaned on set… I know that was for me."

You gulp again. "It… was acting…" you try to convince him.

He slowly reaches into your panties, feeling how wet you are. "Yeah? And what about now?"

You gasp as he runs his fingers up and down your pussy, circling around your clit when his finger makes its way back up.

Your breathing is erratic and you hiss again. "I… want it. Shit."

"Good, because I'm gonna give it to you. Actually give it to you."

He wraps one hand firmly around your waist as the other is placed firmly behind your head, pulling you in for a vivacious kiss. Your hands swing around behind his head and grab his hair, causing him to moan against your kiss.

He pushes harder against you and moves you backwards towards the little trailer kitchen countertop. He picks you up and sits you in it. Harry moves his lips to your neck.

Your breath is rapid and you feel yourself getting more wet the longer he takes.

"Hurry up." You plead.

"Well now I'm going to take my time." He smirks.

"I hate you."

"I think you'll change your mind soon." He lifts up your shirt and you raise your arms up just enough for him to take it off.

He steps back to take a look at your naked upper body. "God, those dresses are fitted but this view is way better." He brings himself back towards you and resumes placing his lips all over your neck. He starts sucking in one spot but you push him back to stop him.

"Don't you dare. I can't have a hickey on set." You scold.

"That's what makeup artists are for." He grins.

"No!" You demand.

He runs his fingers one time over your pussy and you let out a long hiss.

"Seems like I can do what I want. But I'll just do it lower…" and he moves his kisses down the middle of your chest. He grabs one of your breasts and massages it, sucking on your nipple and making you squirm.

"Stop teasing!" You plead.

He chuckles and kisses down the rest of your body, stopping at your hip, sucking and gently biting it to leave a mark. "Only I'll see this." He states.

He leans you back, then kneels down as he moves his mouth to your clit, continuing to suck.

You let out a loud moan, but instantly cover your mouth. He pulls away and you growl.

"I want to hear you."

"I don't want everyone else to."

He growls but goes back to you and switches back and forth between both of your thighs, kissing each one as he works his way back to your pussy. His tongue slides all the way up your center then he places two fingertips right at your entrance, slowly pushing them in as he hears your muffled moans.

With the other hand, he brings your leg up to rest on his shoulder, and you move your other to do the same.

He pumps his fingers faster, in and out… in and out. You grab his hair tightly, causing him to hum against you.

You grab the counter with your other hand, trying not to buck your hips up. "Oh god, Harry!"

He looks up to you, removing his tongue but pumping his fingers even faster.

You throw your head back as you moan out loudly.

"I take it back, this view is way better." He smirks.

"Stop talking." You snap.

"Oh, I kind of like you being bossy." He chuckles, lowering his head back down. He pushes your thighs further up towards you, keeping his hands there and opening you up more.

He sucks on your clit once… twice… three times and then thrusts his tongue inside you. He pulls it out and laps you up. He thrusts in again, licking you all the way up and back to your clit. He inserts his fingers once again.

"Harry, I'm… oh god… I'm gonna cum!" You almost yell.

"Do it Y/N! Cum, baby!" He thrusts his fingers faster and deeper, in and out, circling and sucking on your clit until your entire body tenses and starts to shake.

"Oh god… oh my god… Harry!... Yes!"

The sensation has reached its peak and you moan out, feeling your orgasm throughout your entire body.

Before you can fully come down, he stands right up and pulls his pants down. He holds onto one of your knees and he lines up the tip of his cock with your entrance.

"Will this be too much?" He asks.

Your breathing is rapid, and unable to speak, you shake your head.

"Will I need to pull out?"

You shake your head again. "I'm… on… birth control," you say between breaths.

He smirks. "Good, I'm going to give you all of it."

He immediately pushes in, thrusting gently at first so that you can adjust to him. Your body quivers from the overwhelming sensation of your recent orgasm, and the feeling of Harry's cock inside of you.

"Fucking hell, you feel so good!" He states.

You lean back further as he lifts one thigh over his shoulder again, thrusting faster and faster, and moaning every few pumps.

"Oh my god." You exhale. He leans forward, causing your leg to almost touch your chest, which allows him to get deeper.

"Fuck Y/N!" He moans.

You grab the one arm of his that's propping himself against the counter, and reach your other one up to grab his hair.

He thrusts faster, and deeper, breathing heavily.

"I'm getting close. Oh god." He claims, and his movements start to get sloppy. He brings your leg down and wraps both arms around your body. He kisses your jawline, under your earlobe, and down your neck.

"Oh shit!" You cry out, covering your mouth again.

"Are you… close too?" He asks.

"Yes!"

"Oh my god. That's so sexy." He pumps more and you let go again, your body in a full shake from the heightened sensation of it all.

"Yes, Y/N, fuck… Yes!" He thrusts in once and twice more, before he groans and releases inside of you. "Oh my god." He pushes in deep, holding that position until he is done.

Panting, he looks at you and smirks. He pulls out and then hops up next to you and leans back too.

As you both sit there, trying to catch your breath, he turns his head to look at you.

"Well, that wasn't in the script." He chuckles.

"It's called improv, Harry." You joke, as you turn your head to look back at him.

"We're pretty good at it."

He slides off the counter so that he is between your legs again, his upper body almost touching yours. He glances at your lips as he bites his bottom one. "I want more."

You shake your head. "We have to be back on set in an hour, and I need to go back to hair and makeup now because of you."

"I'm not even sorry." He grabs you off the counter, giving you another zealous kiss. His tongue parts your lips slightly and moves inside your mouth. You exhale forcefully then manage to get yourself to pull him away.

"Time to get back to work, Mr. Styles."

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"Well, you two seem much more connected this time." States Michael. "Whatever it is you've done to work on it, keep doing it."

Harry's eyes immediately dart over to yours, with the biggest, most smug look on his face. You hold in a giggle and roll your eyes.

Harry gives you a wink and bites his lower lip. "Well, I'm definitely on board with that."

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HIII

I saw one of your latest posts and you wrote Tecchou so well😭😭 so i was thinking about requesting Fyodor (or Nikolai, whoever you prefer) and more Tecchou basic fluff hcs because your writing is honestly amazing🧍

HIIII anon! Thank youuuu, honestly sometimes I feel like my writing is a bit rushed :') but I’m glad that you like it! And I shall do all three of them, because why not? ^-^

BSD Manga spoilers below!

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Fluff headcanons with Fyodor, Nikolai and Tecchou

Fyodor:

-As we all know, Fyodor is the leader of an underground organisation. And that means he is busy most of the time

-But he'll try his best to take time off to spend with you. Due to his big brain, I bet he can take away some time in his busy schedule to spend with you and still run the organisation with efficiency

-He strikes me as the type to like spending time with his s/o at home, or at nice and quiet places where nobody can come and interrupt his precious time with you

-Sooo you two will mostly spend time with each other at home. He would probably sit in silence with you, basking in your presence, while maybe introducing some of his hobbies to you.

-Chess games! If you don't know anything about it, Fyodor'll be more than happy to teach you. But be warned, he is very good at chess and seeing you lose to him every time just fuels his ego. Good luck trying to beat him just steal one of his pieces when he isn't looking lmao

-If you're into classical music, congrats, you've just found your soulmate. Just imagine Fyodor playing the cello for you underneath the moonlight... and I swear that he's hella good. Fyodor give me some of your musical talent pls If you play an instrument as well, play a duet with him! He thinks it’s romantic and it’s a great chance to flex your music skills on him as well (slay)

-Books! Just buy some classic or mystery books or borrow them from the library, and Fyodor would be more than happy to read them with you. If you make it into a competition to see who would read all of the books first, well... he’s already read nearly all of them. He’s just going to reveal the truth when you’ve finished reading them, only to see your reaction <333 but it’s Fyodor we’re talking about. Just enjoy your reading time with him <3

-I feel like Fyodor might take you out on library dates. And not just any library; I’m talking about the libraries that have old books, smells like old paper, and nearly nobody is in them. You two would just browse the shelfs for books, occasionally stopping and asking the other whether to give this book a go or not. And if you two both agree on one book, the rest of the date is spent reading it, your back against his chest while his cold hand is caressing your warm one. The vibes are just 💖💖💖

-If he’s not feeling as tired, and if you’re up for it, he might take you to concerts. Specifically classical music concerts; the ones where you wear formal clothing and all the musicians are professionals. His favourites are Tchaikovsky and Rachmaninov (personally some of my favourites too)

-His free days are spent drinking tea with you; sometimes conversating, sometimes enjoying the silence. He would even cuddle with you if you wanted! He’s cold most of the time, and he’s kind of bony, but even then his cuddles are great

-Talk to him about anything, and he would turn the conversation into a discussion. And it’s not one of those boring philosophical discussions where you might fall asleep. Fyodor makes the discussion very interesting, to the point where you could spend an eternity just talking about that one subject

-But please remember to remind him to take medicine for his anaemia. Or just sneak it into his food

Nikolai:

-This man is a burst of energy

-Literally you couldn’t go about for one minute before he pops up again, saying ‘Y/N!! Wanna see a new magic trick?!’ or ‘Y/N!!!! Did you know?’ And spouting a random fact that you probably had heard of before

-I feel like he is very affectionate. You’ll find yourself being adorned with hugs and kisses, each quite playful, but full of his love

-Takes you out to a lot of amusement parks, festivals, circuses, etc. If you’re an extrovert, he’ll love dragging you to different events, and if you’re an introvert, he’ll still drag you to different events, but only if you were comfortable with it

-Loves cuddling with you. 99% of the time he makes it into playful tickling sessions, but the other 1% of the time he’ll just hold you in his arms, and probably lean on your shoulder or bury his head into the crook of your neck. Sometimes extroverts need to recharge as well lol

-He’d be open to exploring different interests! For example, cooking, music, art, whatever you can think of! Most of the time, he’d do something reckless to incite laughter or purely because he’s bored, but he’ll stop if you ask him to. You’ll have to repay him in cuddles

-Lovesssss showing you magic tricks. Literally, he has so many of them he can even start his own business. One time, a bird popped out of his coat and flew right into your face. It was not fun, but Nikolai was laughing his head off

-But in his chill moments, Nikolai would cuddle you while listening to your soothing heartbeat. It calms him, and if he had an exhausting day he might just fall asleep to the sound of your heart beating

-Overall, he always wants to be around you and trying new things out with you <333

Tecchou:

-Tecchou doesn’t get a lot of spare time due to his work as a Hunting Dog, but whenever he does, he is always spending it with you <333

-He would offer you some of his food combinations; some of them are weird as hell and when he started mixing soy sauce with his coffee, you decided to teach him how to cook actual food

-He gets the hang of it pretty quickly; sometimes, he would cook you your favourite food and trust me it is better than what most restaurants serve. Tecchou still prefers his odd food combinations from time to time, but he also loves cooking you food and eating the food that you cooked for him

-Evenings are normally spent with you two chilling in each others’ arms. Normally, you guys would watch television, but there are some evenings where you would gaze at the beautiful sunset with him.

-One time you said that the sunset was beautiful. Tecchou replied with a ‘yes, but I still prefer you over it’ and that made you flustered. He was so confused and thought that you were having a fever lol. Please educate him on this

-I feel like Tecchou would probably take you out on strolls for dates. Just holding each others’ hand, looking at nature, and just being in each others’ presence says more than words ever could

-Tecchou also wants to try new things with you! Feel free to introduce your hobbies to him, and he will try it out with you. You like painting? Show him which brushes go well with different paintings and he would immediately paint an artwork of you. You like playing an instrument? Show him how to play it and he’ll be playing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star in no time like a pro. Basically, Tecchou is interested in what you’re interested in, and he often loves doing your hobbies with you <3

-Simply speaking, this man is boyfriend/husband material

Heyyy so I hope I did ok! Sorry that Nikolai’s part was a bit short, his personality is kind of hard to grasp for me, but don’t let that stop you from requesting for him

Overall, this request was quite fun to make! Don’t be afraid to pop into my inbox again~

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Falling. // Eddie Munson x F!Reader

[ A/N: Hi! this is my first one-shot here and english isn't my first language but I had this great idea while listening to Falling from chase atlantics so enjoy!! ]

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Summary: Eddie is slowly realizing that he is falling for you and the whole 'love' thing is new to him.

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Warnings: Smoking weed

mentions: y/e/c = your eye color, y/n = your name

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Eddie 'the freak' Munson wasn't really foccused on his love life. He was too busy with thinking about how he could finish his storyline for his Dungeons and Dragons campaign or how much he had to practice to finally be able to play Paranoid by Black Sabbath, until he met y/n and he remembered exactly how he met her like it was yesterday.

It was around halloween when he met her. He entered the party shop to pick out his group-fit with Steve and Robin.

"Dude, we TOTALLY have to go as the three amigos" Robin joked as she was looking through the costumes. Steve and Eddie chuckled as Steve was looking at the fake mustaches and Eddie was putting a cape around his neck

"Why can't we go as the ninja turtles?" Steve asked and Robin rolled her eyes.

"We are with 3, Steve. The ninja turtles are a total of 4." She said as she picked up a sombrero and placed it onto her head.

While Robin and Steve argued over what would be the best outfit, Eddie was thinking about how cool it would be to do a dungeons and dragons session in costume. He would tell the Hellfire Club they had to dress up as their character just for one night and he would dress up the classroom they held their weekly campaign in as a special mission.

His thoughts were interupted by the door. The rinkle of the bell filled the small party shop. He looked up and met the most beautiful y/e/c he had ever seen. His thoughts immediatly went blank as he was staring at the most beautiful human being he had ever seen.

"Uh, Eddie-" Steve said and gave him a soft shoulder bump. "You're staring." He said and chuckled. Eddie shook his head and looked back at Steve.

"I wasn't staring" he huffed and crossed his arms.

Now, a good 6 months later y/n and Eddie were sitting by lovers lake, sharing a joint. The sun was slowly disappearing behind the lake.

"Wait, u used to DATE that guy?" Eddie said shocked. Y/n snickered.

"I was 13! Man why are you giving me such a hard time about it." Y/n said as she took a big puff.

Eddie laughed and took the joint from her hands.

"Because he's a douche" he said and laughed. Y/n playfully rolled her eyes.

"He was nice to me! And to remind you-" She turned her head towards the brunette boy. "I. Was. 13!!!" She said and laughed.

"yea keep telling urself that." He said and looked straight into her eyes. y/n playfully pushed him.

"what about you then? I haven't heard a single story about you and ur past lovers." She said and Eddie shook his head.

"I've told you before, I don't have past lovers." He proceed to smoke the joint.

"I don't believe you." Y/n said.

"And why is that?" He asked and smiled playfully

"Because ur Eddie, ur an amazing person, u can always make me laugh, ur an amazing cook, u can roll a joint-" y/n stopped and turned her head away from him since she was feeling her cheeks heat up while he was still staring at her.

"Do I have to go on?" She muttered and he chuckled.

"Yea, boost my ego a bit more y/n!" He said and y/n chuckled and looked back at him. Then she noticed his cheeks were just as bright as hers.

"Is THE Eddie munson, blushing?" She said playfully. Eddie rolled his eyes

"Now you're just teasing me asshole" he said as he leaned back on his arms. Y/n mimicking his actions.

"I swear y/n you're this close-"

"this close to what?" She said playfully and snickered

"To the tickle death." Eddie said seriously

"Wait wha-" Y/n said. She couldn't even finish her sentence or Eddie's hand were already tickling her waist.

"Eddie!!" She tried to yell. Eddie was laughing his ass off.

"S-Stooop!" She tried to say under her loud laughing.

"What's the magic sentence princess" He said and laughed with her.

"There isn't a fucking magic sentence-" She said and he let her go.

"That was exactly the magic sentence" He said laughing.

Y/n then charged at him, pushing him to the ground.

"Why are you so strong-" he said while being taken a bit back.

Y/n just shrugged her shoulders as she was holding his wrists to the ground

"kinky tho-" he said y/n rolled her eyes.

"You find everything kinky." She said as she was trying to get some hair out of her eyes.

Eddie always admired her. But now he had this weird feeling in his chest. Something he had never felt before.

"Ey dickhead, you're staring" Y/n said and chuckled. Eddie threw her slowly off of him and tried to catch his breath.

"U good?" Y/n asked worried. Eddie nodded.

"y-ea, uh I'm fine." He said while looking at the ground

"did I do something wrong?" Y/n asked and eddie immediately looked up.

"No! No- I mean, you did nothing wrong" He said leaving y/n still as clueless as before.

"I don't understand-" She said and he chuckled

"To be honest, I don't understand either." He said and smiled. Y/n chuckled.

"Ur weird, Eddie." She said and smiled playfully.

"I know, that's what u like about me right?" He said and snickered.

Y/n rolled her eyes playfully again. "Yea, ofcourse." She said and smiled.

"good." He said and smiled too.

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NSFW 18+ Kitten - Dom! Bakugo x Sub! Reader

WARNING: Characters are consenting and 18+, bdsm, master, swearing, sexual content, spitting, collars, leash, butt plug, pet play, etc.

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A/N: ASDFGHJKL I didn’t expect to get this far but it did so uh enjoy. Send in any request. My inbox is open and enjoy ✨

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"Stand in the corner." Katsuki ordered.

You did as your told. You have not been listening all week and your boyfriend was quite fed up with it. You usually are a good submissive with bratty attributes here and there when you didn't get your way. One of the many things Katsuki adored and despised about you. He has already put you over his knee once this week and it still didn't work. He figured you may be on your period or something so he tried his best not to be on your case, but he has had enough.

Now, you're naked in the corner of your bedroom. You watched as your significant other dig through his box of goodies to use on you.

"Ah, here it is!" Katsuki exclaims in satisfaction as he brings out a leash and collar.

You gulp the lump in your throat and cross your arms. Katsuki turns to face you with a smirk.

"Yeah, you know what this is. Now," he sits on the bed and pats his knee, "get on your knees and crawl to your Master."

You shook your head no, being defiant. You were in a bratty mood and you did not feel like being submissive. You also did not want the leash and collar. Katsuki did not appreciate the defiance, of course, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Tch. That's funny, I don't remember it being a fucking question, kitten. So, I suggest you get your ass over here before I make your punishment ten times worse," Katsuki warned in annoyance, "unless you want another spanking." He uses his quirk to add emphasis to his words.

Flashbacks from past punishments ran through your brain. Knowing that Katsuki isn't playing, you - reluctantly - get on your knees and crawl over to him. You place your head on his left knee cap, meeting his crimson orbs. It felt like he was seeing right through your soul which is so intimidating.

Katsuki pats your head.

"Good girl. Now," he brings out a black leather collar and starts putting it around your neck, "behave while I put this on."

You felt as Katsuki tightened the collar a little tighter than preferred, but still enough where you can breathe. He places his index and middle finger in between the collar and your neck to make sure it wasn't too tight.

"Perfect."

He gets the all black leash out and attaches it to the collar. You huffed then pout, not wanting it on you at all. Katsuki pulls you up to meet his face with his by pulling the leash. You choke a little as the collar got tighter around your neck in that moment. Katsuki's interrogating eyes met your trembling ones.

"Don't pout, kitten. You brought this on yourself." Katsuki chuckles before biting your bottom lip. Then, he starts making out with you. You couldn't help but give in to his kisses. They were the best you have ever had. So full of love and passion.

Katsuki pulls away and sticks his index and middle finger in your mouth for you to suck on his fingers. You did it with joy as he started going down your throat causing you to gag some. Katsuki smirked.

"You are about to choke on more than my fingers, kitten. Get on your knees."

You do as your told. Katsuki then uses his hand to grab your chin vigorously. You trembled under his rough yet soft touch.

"Open your mouth, slut."

You open your mouth into a little O for Katsuki to spit in your mouth. The spit rolls down your tongue and down your throat. You smiled at this action and Katsuki pat your head in approval.

"You liked that, didn't you? I know you did, kitten." Katsuki praises.

Katsuki begins unbuckling his pants and pulling out his hard dick. He smirked as he saw your eyes glimmer at the sight of his throbbing cock.

"Yeah, I know you want this. Look at you. Practically foaming at the mouth for my huge cock. Don't worry, I will not make you wait any longer," he uses the leash to pull you closer to his shaft, "enjoy every inch."

You lick his erected member, making sure to go over the exposed veins. You reach the tip and start swirling your tongue around it. You then begin sucking on it, slowly taking in each inch. Katsuki and you have been together for a long period of time, but your gag reflex still isn't used to how big his dick is. This man is packing.

While you're taking in his cock, you use your hand to massage his balls. Katsuki let's out groans and moans in pleasure. This helped you continue doing the task at hand. You wanted to feel every inch down your throat and make Katsuki proud.

Katsuki rested his hands in your hair and even control the speed of your abilities.

"Fuck, baby.." He groans in pleasure with his head back. "You feel so fucking good. You love my cock down your pretty fucking throat, don't ya?"

You couldn't answer as you bobbed your head up and down.

"Fuck yeah you do. You're my little cock hungry slut."

Katsuki continue to moan and groan. You could feel his dick pulsate as he is precum entered your mouth. You continued going to work as you wanted his cum to feel your mouth. Just when you thought he was about to do so, he pulled you off his dick by your hair. You frown at this.

"Tsk. You thought I was going to cum in your mouth? Good girls get to enjoy their Master's cum. Brats do not."

Katsuki let's go of your hair.

"Put your hands in front of me."

You do as your told and Katsuki ties the leash around your wrist. You liked the pressure it put on your neck from it pulling your collar.

"On the bed on all four's."

You do as your told, your bruised ass for his viewing. Katsuki smirked at the sight. He was definitely an ass man and he enjoyed the view of your ass any chance he got. Especially if it was marked up from him. This raised his ego even more.

You wondered what was taking him a bit when you felt a lubricated butt plug enter your ass. You whine as it enters you.

"M-Master.."

"Shut up. You know you like it." Katsuki snickers before entering his index and middle finger your pussy. "All this damn whining yet you're soaked. Obviously, you're enjoying yourself."

"I'm not!" You lied.

"Oh really?" Katsuki takes his fingers out of your vagina and walks over to you, putting his fingers in front of your face. "Taste yourself and tell me how you're not enjoying it."

You denied his orders, burying your face into the satin sheets.

"Tch. That's what I thought," he makes his way back to behind you, giving you a hard smack on your ass. "Now, where were we."

You yelp in pain as his hand collided with the biggest bruise on your ass. He chuckled.

Katsuki puts his hands on both of your hips and pulls you close to him. You feel his still hard cock enter your soaked warm walls and he starts thrusting. You moan in pleasure.

"Fuck," Katsuki groans, "your pussy feels so tight around my cock. You love it when I fuck you senseless, don't you?"

You were too busy moaning to answer. A hard slap on your ass made you respond.

"Yes Master! I love it!"

"Damn right you do."

Katsuki continues thrusting in and out of your cunt. He even spanked your ass from time to time to cause pain shooting through your body, but he knew you liked it. Katsuki kept going more aggressive, groaning and moaning swear words.

"M-Master, I'm a-about to c-"

"You better fucking not." Katsuki growled.

"B-but Master!" You sobbed.

"Don't make me repeat myself."

You whined as Katsuki continues thrusting in you. You did your best to hold your cum, but Katsuki was not holding back. In fact, he became more aggressive and faster. Without permission and even your own doing, you came all over Katsuki's still hard dick. Katsuki did not comment on it, though, as he is almost at his limit. Not even a minute later, Katsuki's cum flowed into your vagina. He stood there for a second, letting his cock rest in you.

Katsuki pulls out and retrieves a wash cloth from the bathroom. He cleans you up and takes your leash off.

"Master, what about my collar and butt plug?"

"You sleeping with both of those tonight." Katsuki states as he wipes your mouth before kissing your lips.

"B-but Master.." You pout.

"No if's, ands, or buts about it. If you would've been a good kitten from the start, I wouldn't have to do this," he pats your thigh gently, "let's go shower and get ready for bed, kitten."

"Yes Master."

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The Destructive Secret

Chapter 7

A/N- I'm back! At least I think I am 😂 I wrote this while I was struggling with writer's block so I don't think it's great but the next chapter I'm working on I feel back to the old me 🥳🤞

Summary- Are your lies finally going to catch up to you?

Word count- 2.8K

Pairing- Chris Hems x reader x Liam Hems

Warnings- Mature themes, cheating, swearing, smut

Strictly 18+ only!

Disclaimer: This is an entire work of fiction/AU and has no affiliation to real life what so ever! This is a fictional story about fictional characters who happen to share names and faces with some real people.

Posted: 2nd Sept 2021

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The guy turned to leave before looking back over his shoulder at the door, his hand on the door handle.

"If it makes any difference I would choose you over your brother any day." He winked as he left the room.

"What the actual fuck." You shout, storming out of the bathroom in a huff. "There's no way he's gunna stay quiet, it'll be all over the press come tomorrow." You paced the room, your heart beating fast as the adrenaline rushed through you. This was it, this was how it was all going to end. Liam would know as soon as he saw the headlines, all those late night and weekend conferences at the same time as Chris was conveniently away with work.

"To be fair, he does have good taste in men." Chris' usual nonchalance annoyed you, how come he could stay so calm? Why did he make you sound like a crazy person for actually worrying about what might happen.

"It's really not funny Chris, do you want our business known by strangers before we even have chance to speak to Liam and your Mom Chris, she's going to hate me." You feel the warm tears dripping down your cheeks before you even register you're crying. The thought of their mom hating you upsets you more than the thought of Liam hating you. Cathy, their mom was like your own mother, from day one she'd taken you under her wing.

"My Mom would love you no matter what, you know she thinks of you as her own daughter. It's me she's going to blame, Liam's her baby." 

"Yeah you're probably right but still what are we gunna do?" 

"Let's relax babe, you don't know what's going to happen and you can't change it if it does happen so what's the use in worrying about it. Come here."

"You piss me off Chris, you're so laid back. This isn't something you can just sweep under the carpet. It's serious." You needed to take your anger out on him, to let it all out so you could feel better. The four walls of the hotel room were becoming claustrophobic, you wish you could just put your headphones on and just run for a while to clear your head, that's what you usually did.

"I know it is but what can we do? I've done everything we can do, now it's out of our hands. We'll work it out tomorrow, can we enjoy our last night together without all the serious talk?" He raises his eyebrow at you, smiling that sweet, goofy smile of his that has your heart melting.

"You piss me off even more when you look at me like that. I can't stay mad at you and how could I say no to that?" You put your arms around his back, loving the way his height makes you feel so small and safe. He wraps his arms around you, stroking your hair and holding you close.

"That's why I love you yanno." 

"Why?" You ask, looking up at him through your eyelashes, your neck stretching to reach his height.

"Because you never say no." He laughs, a real laugh that you can feel on his toned stomach, shaking against you. It was the best feeling hearing him laugh like that, it'd been so long since you'd heard him laugh. Your life being full of a lot of drama and upset recently that you were appreciative of the little time you had left together.

"Maybe I should start then." You pout pretending to sulk.

"No way, I love how easy you are." He picks you up so you can wrap your legs around him, looking down on him for once. You punch him lightly on his shoulder, still pouting. "Ok, ok I'll stop teasing. You know why I love you though." 

"Tell me." 

He sits down on the end of the bed with you still in his arms, resting on his great big, thick thighs. He moves your hair behind your ears so he can see your face, studying it carefully with a look of adoration in his eyes.

"I love you because you're absolutely drop dead gorgeous, I mean the first time I met you, you literally knocked the air from my lungs. I've been obsessed with you ever since." He shuffles slightly beneath you, getting himself comfy. "This would never have happened with just anyone, I'm not a dick that goes around sleeping with his brothers girls." You give him a questioning look, your eyebrows furrowing. "Seriously, it took fucking everything in me to try and resist you. I'd never felt that before, never been one of them that wants what they can't have. Until I met you. Fuck me you were an absolute bombshell." You frown at him. "Are, still are a bombshell, don't look at me like that." He laughs.

"Tell me more." You whisper, feeling yourself tear up at his revelations as you run your hand through his hair, his eyes closing as you do.

"Am I stroking your ego?" He smiles slyly. "Do you remember the first time you met me?" 

"Of course I do, me and Liam had already been together a year but you'd been in Australia. I was eighteen, young and dumb..."

"And full of..." 

"Do not even finish that sentence, you're ruining the moment." He laughs at you but quickly gets back to being serious.

"You were eighteen and ridiculously mature for your age, I was twenty six and still acted like a teenager. I remember you walking in in that little denim skirt and tank top, smiling at me with that beautiful smile. The first thing I noticed was your eyes, the way they lit up when you smiled. You had me right at that moment, I was smitten. Then you introduced yourself as Liam's girlfriend and my heart sank." 

"I can't believe you remembered what i was wearing, it was twelve years ago." You kiss his forehead, holding his face in your hands. So glad you had the opportunity to talk like this, knowing all this made you know you hadn't made a mistake. "I was so nervous walking up to you, I'd only ever seen you on photos and crushing on you when you were in home and away. Then you're there in front of me looking sexy as hell and I knew I had to make a good impression."

"Little did you know, five years later I'd be bending you over that table and giving you everything you'd been searching for?" He questioned, raising his eyebrow at you with a smirk.

"No, dick! Little did I know you'd sweep me off my feet and make me question everything I ever knew." 

"I am a dick but that's why you love me isn't it?"

"Your ego definitely doesn't need stroking. I fell in love with Liam when I was still a girl and I fell in love with you when I was a woman. People change, needs change and..." 

"And I give you everything you need." His hand travelled to your ass pulling you into him, pressing against his growing erection.

"You do, you need to work on your arrogance though." You laugh. "But seriously I'm done with all this now, we can't go on like this anymore. I want all of you, all of the time."

"So you've made your decision." His lips part, his head resting against your forehead.

"Was there ever any doubt?" You question, running your finger over his lip and grinding against him subtly making him groan.

"Fuck Y/N, I fucking love you so much it's crazy." He says through gritted teeth, holding the small of your back as you raise your hips, your face contorting with need. "What would you do if I asked you to marry me?" His hand travelled down the back of your shorts, cupping your ass in his hands.

"What do you think?" You tease, taking his bottom lip in your teeth and pulling gently.

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking." His face was set seriously, he wasn't joking, he wanted to marry you.

"Of course I'd say yes, once we'd dealt with everything." You smile watching his face light up.

"You're going to be Mrs Hemsworth and mine, not Liam's. I can't fucking wait." He picks you up, gripping your ass making you squeel before planting you back on the bed on your back.

Leaning over you, his palm caressing your stomach, kneeding your breasts with his long fingers. His erection poking into your clothed heat.

"You're so fucking perfect, are you ready to cause destruction?" 

"Like now, in bed or?..." 

"You know what I mean." He laughs, reaching down to attach his lips to your neck, sucking gently.

"If it means I get you then yeah, I'm ready." 

"Right answer. You've made me the happiest fucking man in the world yanno?" His hand moves under your top, pushing it up to your chin as his lips finally meet yours. Kissing you deeply with everything he's got, your body rising from the bed to meet his.

"I think... I can... Make you even happier." You say between kisses, pushing down his boxers, your nails scratching his skin gently as you do. 

He rests on one elbow watching you free his cock from its barrier. You cup his balls in your hand, stroking along the length of his cock with the other. He groans, pushing himself into your hands.

"I'll be happier once I'm buried inside this perfect pussy." He kneels between your legs, pulling your panties off before hovering back over you.

"Go slow baby, I want to feel everything." You whisper.

"Fuck, I can't guarantee how long I'll last." He moans, lining himself up and slipping in making you both moan as his cock stretches your walls perfectly.

He rests on his elbows, holding your face in his hands as he gently thrusts into you, wrapping your legs around him and pushing him in further, deeper. Hitting your spot with the curl of his hips, agonisingly slowly. You look into each others eyes, his forehead resting against yours. Tears in your eyes from the intense intamacy.

"I love you Y/N." He declares gruffly, his voice deep with lust.

"I love you too." You whimper.

Moaning everytime his thighs connected with yours, flesh slapping together, bringing your hips up to meet him. Him grunting with every thrust, your sex noises filling the otherwise silent room. The sound like a symphony to your ears, turning you on even more to hear his exclamations of ecstacy.

"It's always been you Chris." You whisper, making his pace become sloppy, losing his composure and restraint at your words. You can see it on his face as it twists, his cock twitching inside of you.

"Come for me baby." He grits his teeth, the muscles in his jaw tightening as his body goes rigid.

"Ah fuck." He brings you over the edge with the last of his powerful thrusts, your legs shaking around him, the feeling of satisfaction melting through your body simultaneously. A proud look on his face as you both come together and he falls limply onto your sweat laced body.

You stay like that for a while, both enjoying the moment, his cock still twitching inside of you. The heaviness of his body burying you into the mattress but you don't complain.

You don't want him to move, you want to memorise the feel of his heaviness and how his cock feels inside of you. How his rough face feels against your smooth skin, his hair tickling under your chin. You trace the muscles on his back, the defined shoulders and lean waist. Your hands gripping his tight, round ass and you close your eyes, remembering every dip and ripple, dreading the thought of being without him in your arms for at least another couple of weeks.

"I don't know how I'm going to watch you walk away tomorrow." He rolls on to his side, pulling you into him. "I think that's the hardest thing to deal with out of everything."

"I was just thinking the same thing." You looked up at him through your eyelashes, your fingers brushing against his tight pecs. "You know we've been doing this for nearly 6 years now and I don't think I've ever felt as close to you as I do now. It's going to be even harder for me to leave this time." 

"I don't even want to think about it but we only have hours left together, what's our plan?" 

"You mean when and how do we tell Liam?" You ask sitting cross legged in the bed, reality kicking back in. You have to go home to Liam and leave Chris all over again, back to the lies and sneaking about.

"That and when am I going to be able to see you again? I don't want to wait as long as last time, you know how crazy i start getting when I don't see you." 

"We've got your cousin's wedding next week. I'll see you there." You risk a glance at him, pain set on his face.

"You'll see me but you'll be arm in arm with Liam and I'll be alone again." 

"How about once the weddings over and done with, we can tell Liam about us?" You watch his face change, like a little boy.

"A week? I can do that, I think. But I'm not going to the wedding alone." 

"What do you mean? A date? With who?" Panic laced in your voice.

"I don't know but I'm sure I won't be short of options." 

"Are you fucking with me? Liam thinks you're dating a married woman, where you going to find one of those?" 

"I don't know but I'm not turning up to a family party on my own again, my aunties can be fucking brutal." 

"Well don't expect to playing all happy families and me being all nice." You sulk.

"Are you jealous?" 

"Yeah, duhh."

"Come here." He pulls you into arms wrapping his legs around yours. Comfortable silence drifting over you both as he strokes your hair and you fall asleep in his arms.

***********

You wake up in the morning smiling, then remembering what day it is and that you have to leave to go back to boring reality and your smile fades. Chris stirring beside you, his muscly arm resting over your stomach, locking you in place.

"Chris, wake up." You whisper in his ear, admiring his sleepy, perfect face. "It's 9.30 we've gotta check out at 10." He makes an unrecognisable sound of exasperation, his eyes opening, puffy with sleep or lack of in this case.

"Aww man, can't we just stay in bed a little longer, I don't wanna let you go." 

"You need to go check out first so we don't leave the hotel at the same time." 

"Fuck sake. Back to reality it is then." He says all hint of jokiness gone from his tone as he sits up and rubs his eyes. 

"I'm afraid so, I need to go grab my things. Text me when you've left please." 

"Wow! I feel used, do I not even get a kiss before you run out on me?" 

"I was just dealing with the business before I dealt with the pleasure, like I'd just leave without giving you a kiss." You threw yourself on him, wrapping your legs around him as he leant against the headboard. Taking his lips in yours, open mouthed kisses that left you both breathless.

*****

You packed up the couple of things you'd actually taken out of your pull along suitcase, you'd spent most of the weekend naked or slobbing about in Chris' t-shirts so all your clothes were still folded and packed.

You were anxious about going home to Liam and having to pretend again, having to try and not slip up about where you'd actually been. You literally had to go through possible conversations in your mind, conjuring up imagined answers to Liam's possible questions so you didn't get caught out. It was hard work.

Then you got the text from Chris telling you he was out of the hotel and on the road back home, followed by how much of a good weekend he'd had and how much he loves you.

You couldn't help having a spring to your step as you walked through the lobby, a weekend full of love making and reminiscing would have that effect on anyone.

After you'd checked out, the anxiety set in, like stepping out of this hotel would be like stepping in to an alternate universe. A universe that wasn't simple and easy like it had been this weekend but stepping through those revolving doors would mean that will all end. This safe feeling of being alone, away from prying eyes would end as soon as you stepped foot outside and it did, a ominous feeling sweeping over you, goosebumps covering your flesh. Maybe you conjured up the feeling in your own mind, manifesting it into existence but you couldn't shake it.

A feeling of being watched, was it your imagination or not? You didn't know, all you knew was how much you wanted to get out of public and back home. As you stood in front of the hotel, picking up your suitcase to carry it down the stairs, something caught your eye. A flash. And then another flash coming from your peripheral.

[hippityhoppityyourenowmyproperty]

Reset!Rant (part 4)

Blackout

Chapter: 1

Thad: "Even though Craydl was programmed to obey my dear grandfather over me, he still could hold a conversation and be useful. While you have some rudimentary communicative abilities, it's not the same. I could say the same of Bart."

This is a put down that comes out of the blue and it shows how normal it has become for Thad to resort to insulting Bart. This insult is especially tasteless when you remember that a lot of ND people have problems with verbal communication/talk too fast/talk too loud or too quiet/have trouble expressing their thought and can go nonverbal. So yeah, basically another slice at Bart for having ADHD, wouldn't you know it.

Thad's vision blacked out and he grabbed the washing machine for stability. If felt as if the bottom fell out of his world. He knew this feeling all too well now, but it had never been as bad as this. He staggered away from the laundry and into the kitchen to sit.

.................................... Helen's voice echoed from the kitchen. "Thad? I just got a call from the school. Bart passed out in class and I'm going to pick him up. I'll be home soon." When Helen returned home with Bart, Thaddeus was waiting in the kitchen with a smirk on his face. "You passed out?" Bart scowled and stomped off to dump his backpack and jacket off on his bedroom floor. Thaddeus snorted, still sneering.

Making fun of someone because they showed physical weakness, that's stereotypical school yard bullying right there. "Haha look at you you loser! You passed out. You're such a weakling!" Thad is so...pathetic in this. He is so desperate for power, so desperate to be superior to Bart. He waited all this time in the kitchen just so that he could throw Bart this line. He clinges to everythign that will make him appear better than Bart. He obssessively seeks out every little one of his flaws and mistakes in order to maintain his big ego. It's almost pittyful. Of course he snots at Bart, of course he is behaving as condescending as possible. Thad is the kind of person who kicks someone who's already on the ground. This is just...So ugly to read. Hey Thad, you nearly passed out earlier this day, I don't see you shaming yourself for being weak. What's the difference? What's making you so special that you don't deserve to be shamed for it?

Hey Helen, you're just going to ignore Thad very obviously and viciously bullying the closest person you have to a son? You're not gonna repriment him for it so that he won't continue to destroy Bart's self esteem and his mental health? No? Great, it would be very confusing if you suddenly started being a responsible parent.

Thaddeus leaned against the doorway with crossed arms. "You're pathetic." He sneered.

Funny that you mention it, have you looked in the mirror lately?

Chapter: 2

Mike gestured to Bart's injuries. "You could say that you got hit in the face with a basketball or something." Bart slung the bag over his shoulder and pushed the bathroom door open. Maybe he could just go home? No, Thad was there, and he didn't want to listen to his evil twin berate him about getting bloodied in a fight.

Through his frequent put downs, Thad now made Bart afraid to show weakness. He knows that Thad will make fun of his vulnerability and won't be of any help to him.

Thad: "No moron, I'm playing with a tesseract puzzle." His voice was dripping with condescending sarcasm. "What else would I be doing?"

Another put down out of the blue. And a very sordid one, I might add.

Chapter: 3

A commotion in the backyard grabbed her attention and she saw Bart and Thad duking it out again. "Oh, for the love of...Wally, I'll call you back. The boys are really at it this time. I swear, Thad needs to get out of the house and get a life, and Bart needs to stop antagonizing him."

Hmm, that's odd. I could've sworn that Thad was the one who constantly ripped on Bart, was a dick to him and provoked Bart with "You've got ADHD so you're dumb" insults, and Bart was the one who remained friendly despite having to endure insult after insult without retailiating. Are you referring to the times Bart called Thad a jerk and said "Like you're any better"? Are those the oh so bad words Bart calls Thad that justify you saying "He's antagonizing him"? Because, and maybe that's just me, but calling someone who is neurodivergent a r*tard, moron, idiot, shortbus, brainless, annoying, destructive, a nuisance, hyperactive, embarrassing, dense, pathetic, saying that they have "Rudimentary communicative abilities", that they "probably got distracted with by something shiny" and implying over and over again that they're stupid and useless, that you see it as a disgrace to be related to them, that you'd like to beat them up, (and actually beating them up) and that they're inferior to you because of aspects of their personality they can't control is a bit worse than saying "Jerk" to defend yourself in response to being called those insults. And somehow we should believe that Bart is the one who is antagonizing Thad? What the fuck is wrong with you people? Thad is so obviously abusing Bart in this, I don't know how anyone couldn't see this. Screw Helen, she has no sense of fairness and justice when it comes to Bart's treatment. Do I have to explain the word favoritism? How come she lets Thad get away with was worse stuff? Why doesn't she chew him out for all the stuff he put Bart through? He was very clearly shaming him for having ADHD im Helen's presence, and she didn't do shit.

I'm 100% sure Thad started this conflict with some "You're inferior to me" comment and was also the one who got physical first.

Helen: "You don't even know?! Get in here and go to your rooms!" The boys let go of each other and sulked past Helen. "I swear you two, if you were girls, I would be blaming hormones for these outbursts."

Yeah, let's just casually ignore the fact that testosterones are the hormones that increase aggressive behavior and that boys produce about 16× more testosterone than girls, and that men are known to be quicker to express their anger through violence than women. (Cite: Men vs. Women: Hormones; a transgender perspective, Why do women and men respond differently to anger? PsychCentral) I guess I can add "sexist" to the list of things that make Helen an unlikable person. Also, glad to know that she now cares about breaking up a fight between them. Play fighting for fun in the yard? Absolutely not! What were you thinking? Why do you act like that? You should know better! Shady sparring fight in the streets? Sure Thad go ahead! Nothing wrong with beating up your brother to release your anger!

Chapter: 4

Thad answered with a smirk, "That you're a hyperactive brat who would just get more destructive when introduced to sizable amounts of caffeine."

Bart glowered and crossed his arms. "Shut up! I am not!" Thad lifted his chin in victory. "See? Hit the matk. I'm right."

Both Helen and Konner sit next to Bart and they say nothing in response.

Kon chuckled as Bart settled down at the table. "Man, I kinda missed that."

"Missed what?" Bart asked.

"You driving people nuts. Inertia's not Rob or Wondy but he flips out pretty fast." Thad snarled at Kon, "They don't have to live with him!"

Bart has been nothing but nice to Thad. Bart is the one who has to live with Thad's constant belittling. Thad has deluded himself into believing that he is the victim here, but he's really not. Bart is. Bart has been trying to help Thad, even though he was a total douchebag who constantly humiliated him. Bart has to live with Thad.

Chapter: 5

Kon: "Seriously, don't you have any other modes than "up yours" or "sideways"? You're going to die a lonely virgin life if you keep this up. Yeah, I get that your childhood was stolen by an evil madman and all, but you're preaching to the choir here. Dude, get over it. We did." Thad's glare darkened and he clenched his fist. Lunging forward with a punch, he stopped just short striking Kon. Shaking with fury, Thad backed away and left the kitchen. Bart sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter. "He's gonna need to spar today and I'm all beat up already."

"You don't have to be his punching back."

"I'm not a punching back. I hit back."

I agree with Kon up until the "just get over it" part. It's nice to see someone finally calling Thad out on his demanding and shitty attitude, but telling an abuse victim to "just get over it" isn't good advice, either. What Kon should have told him was that Thad should work on his behavior and that him having been abused doesn't make it okay for him to abuse others.

The dialoge after that between Kon and Bart is another attempt on the author's part of justifying this situation. The "I hit back" isn't very encouraging when you consider that Thad is a way better fighter than Bart. The "He needs to spar today and I'm all beat up already" makes it very clear that Bart would rather not participate in a duel, but does it anyway because he feels pressured to keep Thad's emotions in check. Without Bart sacrificing his own well being, Thad would've gotten himself into a lot of trouble by beating up random people in blind rage. And Bart knows this. Despite what this sentence is trying to make you belive, their fights aren't balanced. Thad can easily overpower and outsmart him in a duel. At the end of the day, Bart is still his punching back.

Chapter: 5

Seeking Thad out, Bart found him in the library, talking with a couple of upperclassmen girls. Bart pulled him aside, much to Thad's annoyance. "I'm gonna need some help. Eddie's-" "Not my problem," Thad interrupted. "I don't care what's going on." "Look, getting beat up was just the start of it. He's-" "Not. My. Problem." Thad turned away from Bart. "If he got himself into it, he can get himself out of it. This is a waste of my time." "I just want you to back me up."

This kind of sums up what kind of person Thad is. He takes and take but doesn't repay the favors. He's cold and has no compassion. It doesn't matter to him what Bart did for him, and that he vouched for him. And going by Thad's logic, Max and Bart shouldn't have offered Thad to stay with them because; If he got himself into this situation, he can get himself out of it! Not our problem, we don't care what's going on!

Thad knows that Bart is going to do something really dangerous and could get seriously injured or even die, and he still doesn't give a fuck. He hasn't learned to care for Bart one bit.

Bart grinned at him. "You came."

"Max wanted us to take care of each other," Thad remined. "Letting you get pounded into a smear is a violation of those orders."

This is Thad admitting that the only thing that made him help is Max. I'm 100% certain that Thad would've gladly stood by and watched Bart die if it wasn't for Max. Thad still hates Bart's guts for whatever reason, and he actively shows him that every chance he gets.

Chapter: 7

"Obviously, I got my intelligence from both of our grandfathers. Pity that means there wasn't any left for you."

Hey Thad? How about you shut up and not smack talk Bart every chance you get? It would make you less of a person that deserves to get hit multiple times in the teeth with a brick. This is, very obviously, another put down directed at Bart's ADHD that is disguised as a joke.

Jerking his head up, Bart nodded. "You would do that?" "What kind of evil twin do you think I am?" Thad huffed in mock offense. "I only beat you up and ridicule your intelligence, not withhold precious words of wisdom that can be thrown in Wally's face whenever he gets his tights in a wad about you not being the perfect little sidekick. He treated Bart to a wicked grin. Legacies are more than a name and a costume."

Oh don't worry Thad, you're not the evil clone, you're just the abusive, selfish, cold hearted, self entitled, manipulative, egotistical brother. Yes, you 'only' did those things. They are still reprehensible and loathsome. They will still mess up a person and are unforgivable. Turning your actions into a joke doesn't make them funny or acceptable. The fact that he admits to his wrongdoings but doesn't see them as reprehensible speaks volume about his personality. He talks about his crude actions with such satisfaction and confidence as if he were proud of them. After everything I read about Thad in this, it's very likely that he is.

And the reason why he does Bart a favor here? Again, just doing it for himself. He tells Bart these things not becaus he likes Bart, but becaus he dislikes Wally for that whole legacy thing and wants him to suffer. Thad is self projecting about his issues with his legacy.

[myvelouri]

Have I really changed that much? I thought I did, physically, but just thought it was noticeable only to me because it was all subtle.

All I can think of his how positive everyone treated me back then versus how terrible I'm being treated now, including some of the people who treated me well back then who treat me extremely poorly now.

I just remember my family, cousins, would reply to my selfies on my story and be like "hey stunner." I remember my cousin, she'd do that, she stopped caring about me or talking to me... Idk why... We were close and suddenly I'm just crap. The other cousin, she'd be like "yeah he was handsome before, but NOW look at him" and I felt sort of surprised but elated that I looked good to everyone.

One thing that breaks my heart is that friend I had, she was so, she liked me a whole lot. She'd message me randomly saying she thought she ran into me but it turned out to be someone else. Ya, she thought it was me and surprise-hugged the dude. That's how much she liked me that she's hug me. I used to text her a lot. She used to send me heart eye emojis on my Snapchat stories, my selfies. She used to give heart emojis. She thought I was hot af. I remember a post in a suit for a wedding and she just said "omg kill me, end my life" haha. I remember she'd be like "omg selfie of the year keep this one" to other ones. I remember texting her and I'd tell her I've got to go to work and she'd be like awww okay. I remember some funny crazy huge coincidence type shit happening and we'd flip out! We were friends man. I loved her. She was hilarious. Yeah well, suddenly she became extremely mean and she out of nowhere responded to me in a very crude and degrading way with f bombs and all. I haven't talked to her since then. It was weird. Like a different person. She's a total bitch. And I'm thinking she was only ever nice to me because she thought I was hot, and now that I'm apparently not, she treats me like subhuman crap. I guess.

I feel so much suffering from my bad health, bad luck and the scars I've mentioned, the situations I've mentioned. It's all serious. But this relationship and friendships issue is killing my mental health too. When did I become so ugly all of a sudden. I've been rejected by 900 girls, that doesn't happen if you're cute. You'd get a few girls. But I get 0. It shows that I'm not cute anymore. I feel conflicted. All that is putting me into a deep suicidal depression because of itself and all the extremely bad luck, bad health, freak accident-level type bullshit I'm going through. Nothing is normal. I have no one. No one talks to me. Like, not for real. I'm left ghosted. Girls leave me immediately. They only pity-add me on social media.

What is it about me physically now that makes me so atrocious that I didn't have just 3 years ago when so many girls hit on me. I remember working and all the girls wanted me. Some were open about it. I remember one, she was like, "look at his face, look at that beautiful face" and she'd say my GF was lucky. She'd be sweet to me. Cause I was pretty. Uh. Other girls would ask me if I had a brother because they wanted me but knew I had a GF and they couldn't. Customers would glare at me and girls would just say shit. Like, "mmm I like your beard" "it's so dark" and straight up tell me I'm hot.

There was such a big contrast from then to now. Like, how could I be hit on so much every where I went, and then suddenly in 3 years become so insanely ugly and atrocious that every single girl rejects me? Wtf?

I liked it better back then because I didn't have a lot of the health problems I have now. All I had back then was my irritation at my dick not fully getting hard, my issue with it's size, and the very real but bizarre condition in which sex and masturbation would cause break outs that in turn would leave permanent scars on my face. Hard to deal with, really hard, mentally, especially when you're just a 18 year old. But yeah. I mean I ain't counting my face being damaged via my condition, that's real too but, yeah. And I'm not counting my loose skin from fat loss, as well as not counting my depression. I was better off back then by a long shot. I've become awful now.

I wasn't really suicidal back then. But I am now. Hell I was even better at guitar back then but I can't muster up the will to play now and I'm losing my skill... But..

I'm so very unhappy. If maybe people still treated me kindly, lovingly, acceptingly, and thought I was cute as well as funny... Then it'd be much easier. I was funny too, I was fighting my depression. It was better back then.

Um

Wow yeah I can't believe I've got scars on my dick from a freak accident virus. Nor can I believe I've got hsv-1 out of nowhere. And I can't believe I keep getting sick over and over again. My chronic back pain is brutal too. My depression is worse. My life at home situation, financial situation is terrible too. All stability is gone.

I'm teetering

It's not looking good

I don't want this

Yo I'm still in shock that my dick is scarred, I'm shocked I got a virus there to begin with, and then shocked that a virus known to not scar ACTUALLY scarred my dick brutally. It makes me want to cry. I already did cry. But wow. This is all overkill. I'm cursed I swear.

I called out of work today. I'm still sick. I gave my shift to kassie. She's chill.

I um

I'm confused about what people see me as

I'm still acting like my goofy funny self. But

But no one is responding like they used to... I'm being rejected friendship as well as hookups. And I see my buddies getting hit on and laid constantly every week... So I'm the odd man out... I'm the ugly shit. And all the girls who rejected me. 900 isn't an exaggerating. That's literally how many girls rejected me in the past months. Hurt my ego. Whoever says I did it to myself is kind of ridiculous. I mean... You're not entirely wrong, but... Why the fuck would I stop hitting on girls if I haven't gotten one? Like, wtf, it's at 900 because I'm apparently UNLUCKY or ugly or BOTH. clearly it wouldn't be such a high number if I was actually cute and I'd be getting women like everyone else and therefore never bitching about being rejected. I'd not be saying my ego hurts and shit. What I'm saying is, is that it's not my fucking fault I got rejected that many times... Most guys aren't rejected that many times. It's not me hurting my own self by getting rejected so much because I keep hitting on girls. Why aren't we focused on what is actually wrong with me that's causing me to be rejected so much, cause that's not exactly normal. Instead of telling me to "just stop hitting on girls." Um yeah. Ok. And just be lonely while I watch all my friends fucking and getting into relationships and shit everyday as if I don't want the same things, and so you just want me to stop? It's annoying cause I actually did stop for a long time, half a year or more. But yeah. I don't know what is wrong.