#i hate that stupid fat son of a bitch

[0lliecl0wn]

im sitting in seat #1 because as soon as we take off im sloppily making out with aran

where are yall sitting ⁉️

[ask-adamsapple66]

Fight With Lucifer

Behind the scenes, Adam, Hazbin Hotel @ 7:45pm.

Adam sat there on the floor of his shared room at the hotel with Lucifer. Lucifer had just left in an angry blaze of fire, they had just had their worst fight ever since getting together.

Adam covered his mouth to muffle a sob, his eyes watered with tears. He fucked up, he really fucked up and he knew it. Why didn't he pick up on the fact that Lucifer was actually getting pissed off and not playfully pissed off?

How can you possibly be this useless? It's no wonder no one would ever willingly want you. Lilith's voice echoed in his mind.

Adam: What the fuck is wrong with me?

You're a stupid useless piece of shit that's what.

Adam got up off the floor and went to the bathroom, he looked himself in the mirror and hated what he saw. What did Lucifer even see in him?

Temporary insanity probably.

Adam: Shut up.

Don't be surprised when he asks you for his ring back, you clearly don't deserve it.

Adam: SHUT UP!!

Adam hauled off and punched the bathroom mirror as hard as he could shattering it into many broken pieces. A physical representation of his heart right now.

His hand was bleeding but he didn't care. He wrapped it in a little gaze and walked out. Adam looked at the bed.

Their bed.

He couldn't sleep there, it would be too cold and lonely.

Adam walked out of their room and into his old room, he wouldn't sleep there either he just wanted to grab his angelic steel blade if he was going to go out.

He grabbed his blade and made his way to the hotel, he couldn't let himself feel sad around others so he placed the comfortable mask of anger on. Adam was angry at that fucking fat jester Christmas tree, pissed at that douchbag Michael for saying whatever it was he said, and more than anything Adam was furious at himself for being so fucking stupid.

But that's nothing new is it?

When Adam passed Alastor in the hallway the radio demon sneered at him.

Alastor: What's the matter, trouble in paradise?

Adam: Fuck off asshole.

He wasn't in the mood to deal with him.

Alastor: What, your short little-

Adam saw red, he turned and stabbed Alastors hand to the wall with the blade, the radio demon actually yelped in pain.

Adam: Do not fucking talk about him like that. Next time it will be your heart, if you even have one.

Adam removed the blade and stalked away and left the hotel. No one in the city bothered him as he walked around at night, people may not mind getting beaten and dying but they didn't want to permanently die. Seeing the angelic blade on his hip kept people away.

Adam went into the Heaven Embassy, he may not be able to go down to Greed and fuck up that fat prick, but he can call down the other one.

There was a phone on the desk in the Embassy, Adam picked it up and he got ahold of Peter.

Peter: Hello, Heavens Gate this is Peter.

Adam groaned: Yeah, it's me get Michael down here.

Peter: Adam?

Adam: No it's Santa Claus.

Peter: Yeah it's you Adam..... Look I can't just get Michael to-

Adam: I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF HE'S GETTING A BLOWJOB YOU TELL THAT SON OF A BITCH TO GET HIS UGLY MUG DOWN HERE!!! AND NOT A HOLOGRAM EITHER!!

Peter: ...... One moment.

Adam didn't have to wait long before he was told to go to the nearest room where Michael looked pissed to see him.

Michael: What do you want?

Adam: The fuck did you say to him?

Michael: Who?

Adam growled and glared at him: WHO DO YOU THINK!?

Michael: Oh, him? Please, what's the matter did he get his little feelings, I know how short he can be with people, is he-

Adam had heard enough and punched Michael in the eye so hard it already started to bruise.

Adam: That's for whatever you said to him and what you just said now asshole!

Michael: You are going to regret that! Extermination Day is coming, maybe someone will finally finish the job so you can return to the filthy dirt where you belong.

Oh, maybe you should just stand outside and let someone do you in.

Adam: Lay the fuck off of him, or I'll be sure this finds it's way through your fucking eye.

Adam held up the blade.

Michael: That a threat?

Adam: More like a promise.

Adam turned to leave as Michael called out to him one last time.

Michael: What does he see in you?

Adams heart clenched in his chest, he wondered the same thing.

Adam: Fuck off.

Adam left, he didn't know if he just made things worse but Michael deserved a good punch in the fucking face for more than just today.

He didn't know how long he was walking around for, but the night was very dark the only light coming from the moon in the sky. Adam, found himself at the park.

Adam walked over to where their tree was and he felt his anger melt away and sadness creep back in.

A + L inside a heart carved into the tree. Adam remembered the day Lucifer did that.

Adam was leaning against the tree, the day was actually cool for once.

Adam: What are you doing?

Lucifer: Scoot over for a second.

Adam didn't question it and did as he was told, Lucifer sat down on his knees and used his claw to carve into the tree. Sure it was a little cheesy, but Adam was touched that Lucifer wanted to do something like that.

Lucifer: So we can always find our spot.

Adam: Our spot?

Lucifer cupped one of his cheeks: Yeah, our spot where we can come and just be together.

Adam: I love that Luci.

Lucifer smiled: Good.

He leaned in and kissed Adam under their tree.

That was one of the first times they came here for a date. Adams eyes welled up with tears as he gently touched the carving.

Fuck, he was so stupid......

Well you come by is honestly.

Adam walked away from the tree, it hurt too much to look at it. He sat down in front of the pond, there were a few ducks there swimming around. Hell ducks were like the ones on earth only they had horns for some reason.

One came over and Adam picked it up, it quacked at him and he smiled sadly, lip quivering. He'd never be able to look at one again without thinking of Lucifer.....

He placed the little duck in the water and it swam away. His eyes landed on his engagement ring again.

Adam wouldn't blame Lucifer if he wanted his ring back. Lu deserved someone better than Adam.

Some soulmate he turned out to be.....

Like you ever deserved him.

That one wasn't Lilith, it was him. He didn't deserve everything Lucifer did for him, he didn't deserve his kindness, and he sure as shit didn't deserve his love.

So if he wanted his ring back........ Which he probably did, Adam had never seen him that mad, Adam wouldn't put up a fight.

Adam pulled his knees to his chest as tears fell from his eyes.

Lucifer deserved to be happy, even if it wasn't with him.

@the-king-of-hell-66-6

[jaker-shit]

Then theres the question of whether or not im playing into or upholding harmful systems with the way i express myself here? Like how much of my thoughts and feelings regarding romance and sex and relationships is natural desire? Hiw much of the things i want are products of patriarchy that i need to unlearn? I do find women attractive, and i desire a sexual and romantic relationship to someone. I dont think im entitled to anything from anybody. Sometimes i do think of strangers sexually. It might be bad? Would it be different if i was attracted to men? Am i being selfish or making things about my own dipshit problems when i shouldnt? Does it matter if im on a useless personal blog? Is there a way to look at someone sexually and respectfully as a straight man? Does it matter if youre getting 0 pussy for the next millennium anyway? Is that some incel faggot shit? Does any of this make sense? Im having too many thoughts to type all out like i want to beam it directly to someones head but that would be like an infinite void of the absolute stupidest things a human being could say like honestly I should just be keeping this all in my head. Fuck is everything i do performative? Youd think i could perform something well or do something fuckin useful to anyone for once. Ah shit does a ton of this make me come off as a genuine creep? I dont talk to women generally and on the rare occasion i do theres zero flirting or anything so i try not to be a creep but maybe i just have shit vibes anyway damn i hope not. Yknow ive been a fuckin terrible son and brother. Im supposed to be a role model and support for my little brother but the only thing i can fuckin do i buy him booze until he turns 21 and can do it himself. Hes a fantastic kid hes in a university i could never handle. Hes fit and skinny and good looking. He’s actually a talented artist and writer. Ive been a stupid lazy fat piece of shit while he went and started to make something of himself and i know my parents hate it. I know i let them down every day they dont even need to say it. Useless fuckin 21 years old can barely handle a part time job lied about going to school for the past year to avoid disappointment cant do fucking anything right when asked what is even ghe point to being here still fuck this is stupid and should be ignored like my problems are so fucking stupid. I had every advantage and the people i know came from so much harder places and i havent the discipline or self control to accomplish anything. Its fuckin pathetic and instead of fixing anything and being a man im cryin aboit it online like a bitch i stg i do not deserve to live on this earth

[sednonamoris]

last time i say sorry

Pairings: John Marston x Abigail Roberts, John Marston x gn!reader

Summary: John and Abigail break up.

Warnings: Toxic relationships, breakup, negative self talk, canon-typical references to violence, strong language

Word count: 904

A/N: see ch. 17 of ghost story for context - this is the conversation abigail pulls john away to have!

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John blames the wolves for ruining your hunting trip, but deep down he knows that all they did was finish the job. He was the one who ruined things the moment he opened his big fat mouth about the very thing he was trying to run from: Abigail and Arthur. 

Stupid, he thinks bitterly. Ignorant fucking son-of-a-bitch.

Whether he’s talking about himself or Arthur, even he doesn’t know. You might. You seem to know just about everything, which maybe is why he started the argument in the first place. He’s just sick of everyone else sticking their nose in his and Abigail’s business. So what if things are a mess? Haven’t they always been? What do they really expect him to do? Father that kid? Raise him? He doesn’t know the first thing about fathering, and even less about nice childhoods. And Arthur—

The less he thinks about him, the better.

So really it’s no surprise that Abigail ambushes him the second the two of you arrive back at camp. She wants to talk. Probably about Arthur. If he can get his head out of his ass long enough for a serious conversation. John raises his lip in a sneer but follows her to the edge of camp anyway, where they can play at privacy. Everyone’s eyes are on them as they go, but he feels yours. 

“What?” he demands, arms folded, voice monotone, when she stops. The cruel satisfaction he gets from the flicker of hate in her eyes doesn’t last as long as he’d like.

Then Abigail Roberts, the quickest woman he knows with a sharp word, thinks for a long moment about what she’d like to say. He feels the ground shift beneath him, the usual rhythm of their fights thrown off beat.

“I can’t keep doin’ this, John,” she finally settles on. “We can’t keep doin’ this.”

Even her voice is different than usual, soft and resigned instead of fighting mad.

“Doin’ what?” he scoffs. He knows exactly what.

“This,” she gestures emphatically between the two of them. “You and me. I love you, and a part of me always will, but I’ve got to think about Jack.”

“So this is about me bein’ a father.”

“Not just that.” The way she looks up at him with those blue, blue eyes stops the defensive snarl caught in his throat. They’re the same color of the flowers he used to go out and pick for her, back when they were younger and dumber and happy. It’s so easy to forget they used to be happy. “I got to think about myself, too. I’ve begged and begged for you to change, John, but maybe it’s time I saw that you can’t, or you won’t. I’ve got to let you go.”

You’ve got to let me go, she leaves unsaid.

He’s never been good at much, but especially not that.

By the time he lets anything go it’s ruined and marred and scarred - rent with claw marks and no good to anyone. Broken. At seven his father beat him for breaking things just to see how hard he had to push before they cracked. He killed his first man at eleven for much the same reason, though he still claims self defense when asked. Now, at twenty-six, he’s gone and done the same to Abigail. Pushed her ‘til her pretty porcelain skin cracked and then dug his fingers in so it wouldn’t heal. He can’t live with her but he doesn’t know what to do without her, and the mean, grasping thing in his chest refuses to let Arthur have her even if his heart knows, deep down, they’ll both be happier for it.  

It’s an ugly thing, knowing that.

Even uglier that he can’t stop. Won’t, maybe. The realization makes his scars itch.

He covers his face and sighs long and deep. When he looks back she’s still standing there. Patient. Waiting. Caught up in a snare he should’ve freed her from years ago now. 

“Abigail…” he starts, then stops. What else can he say?

“I’m sorry,” she whispers past tears that don’t know how to fall.

He shakes his head and pulls her into a too-tight hug.

“Sorry ain’t enough for what I am,” he rasps into the crook of her neck. And it isn’t. He’s sorry, he’s sorry, he’s sorry, but not enough to change. Not enough to love her the way a man should. Not enough to be a father, and certainly not enough to give up the powerful, nameless thing between you and him that’s always been a shadow over their relationship.

“I know,” she says. “I know, John.”

She must. 

He can’t quite look her in the eye as they part, and maybe it’s for the best, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less like he hoped it might.

“I’ll get my things from your tent,” he says. 

“That’s probably best,” she agrees. 

There’s a million stabbing pieces in his chest as he walks away. Usually spying you across camp is enough to turn his blackest moods, but not this time. Now that same inexplicable, happy feeling makes him sick with guilt. Maybe if he understood what it was, he and Abigail might’ve worked out. But a whisper at the base of his skull and the back of his teeth says that maybe if he knew, he never would’ve been with her in the first place.

[cartmanseyes]

I just feel so bad for cartman because it feels like he was damned from the start. Even when he was just a stupid little third grader and hadn’t done anything that bad yet, he was pretty hated (mostly in the way that butters was later on, for being a naive kid). So he just got worse and worse in response, and now he and everyone around him are so used to him being the embodiment of evil that there’s no way for him to climb out of it.

Like, he wasn’t even that antisemitic back in season one- in Mecha Streisand, he and Kyle fight over “the triangle” but he doesn’t use Jewish slurs as much as he just calls Kyle “a greedy son of a bitch.” In Pinkeye, LIANE made the hitler costume. When he was racist or bigoted, it was mostly because he was a dumb kid echoing what he heard at home. He’s responsible for his own actions, and being called fat and stupid doesn’t excuse what he’s done but damn. Just sad to see a little kid doomed to be the bad guy forever.

[berrypass-de-murdler]

26. The Murder of a Mailman

SEASON TWO BEGINS

Anyone who's read the episodes up to this point receives infinite kudos because I don't know how to repay you 😭

I also don't know what to say either so I'mma just be a loser

Four more episodes until goat lord

DON'T READ THE EPISODES UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK!!

Logico goes to the post office and finds two things, an astrology chart and a dead mailman. 

LOGICO: Oh, hilarious.

Who else is there? His neighbors Crimson, Coffee, and the INFAMOUS Mayor Honey (EW). Logico learns some new things such as that letter openers are not allowed in the sorting room because of ‘the Incident’.

COFFEE: Ooh, I remember that day!

He learns some other things too, like the fact that testimonies are kind of crucial.

LOGICO: By my calculations this means… whoever had that GIANT GIFT is a BALD-ASS.  COFFEE: Why do you hate me so much?? 

You Can Trust Mayor Honey, says Secret Admirer. 

LOGICO: Ew, are you sure? SECRET ADMIRER: Positive.

Turns out the reason that Logico hates Coffee so much is because a) he’s killed people in the past and b) he did it today too.

COFFEE: Oh well. A good soldier admits when he’s defeated.

He says that like he just lost a game of chess. Anyway, Logico finds a letter addressed to him. He’s expecting money from Chalk, cuz that bastard owes him money, but it’s an invitation to meet at the Investigation Institute.

LOGICO: There are detectives… other than me?

The end!

Seasons 3-4 have consistently longer episodes dw

Hmmm here's my friend who is in love with Champagne

And!!

a barrage of out-of-context s1 quotes for absolutely no reason

AUREOLIN: I trusted you and your fork, you dumb... fork! LOGICO: Whatever happened to 'thou shalt not kill', you incompetent son of a bitch? LOGICO: I HATE THIS ABSTRACT STATUE!!! LOGICO: I hate leather! Why would you want to wear someone else's skin?? LOGICO: Fuck you, police brutality! GREY: I HATE GARDENING, IT'S FOR GIRLS!!! LOGICO: Good gracious, the dialogue. LOGICO: The fuck is a marot? LOGICO: [manly British sobbing] SAFFRON: Well, hehe, guess I'm going to jail then! CHAMPAGNE: They're serving free drinks over his still-warm body! COFFEE: Welcome to Coffee's Shop! Have you seen the dead barista? "Fuck my life, I want to die..."/"Well not yet, there's been a murder!" LOGICO: Incredibly stupid. Why did I ever admire this author? INK: You're such an ass. Why did you do that? LOGICO: Fuck detective work, I've found my new LIFE! LAVENDER: YACHTS AREN'T FOR PUBLISHING, AND REMEMBER TO TAKE YOUR MEDICINE, CHALKERS!! LOGICO: Please, I'm the main character! He can't do that to me! BLUSKI: I'm really sorry. I was actually trying to kill Logico, and this person was really fat and short, so I thought it was him. MIDNIGHT: I'm not standing. I don't got legs. BLACKSTONE: I just uh omg um hi "What do you need all that paper for??"/"Killing."/"Gee, well, let's not give it away too soon." RASPBERRY: [feminine scream] COPPER: YOU'RE A DETECTIVE FUCKING DO SOMETHING.

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[the-great-ladyg]

[scarred-healer13] dumb wetback fat sweaty mexican illegal hopping the borders go back to your cuntry

Oh, nothing like racism and xenophobia, with some fatphobia and bad grammar

"Go back to you cuntry", I'm happily living in Mexico, as much as it is a shit ass country I'd rather be here than in Gringolandia (and yeah, we serve cunt in Mexico, that's why it is a cuntry)

Here are some words from Molotov to all of those who think the same way as that person <3 (I don't want to translate, do it yourself):

Aunque nos hagan la fama

De que somos vendedores

De la droga que sembramos

Ustedes son consumidores

No me digas beaner, Mr. Puñetero

Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero

No me llames frijolero, pinche gringo puñetero

Podrás imaginarte desde afuera

Ser un mexicano cruzando la frontera

Pensando en tu familia mientras que pasas

Dejando todo lo que conoces atrás

Si tuvieras tú que esquivar las balas

De unos cuantos gringos rancheros

Les seguirás diciendo good for nothing wetback?

Si tuvieras tú que empezar de cero

Now why don't you look down

To where your feet is planted

That U.S. soil that makes you take shit for granted

If not for Santa Ana, just to let you know

That where your feet are planted would be México

And some words: As much as you hate Mexicans crossing the border, your country would be nothing without immigration, and most of your land comes from stealing it from Mexico and not paying the money you promised (and let's not talk about what some fucking stupid sons of bitches gringos like Henry Kissinger did to LATAM), so shove your racism right up your ass (if there's still some space with your head right there) and deal with reality, xoxo <3

And "gringo" is not a slur, and if you want to call me "wetback" then you're a fucking dumb gringo

[probablynot-john]

Okay then for the ask game, let me think... We both know I was gonna give ya Kallus. Go!

Yeah I did know you were gonna ask me about him, that fine I'm happy to anyways!

First impression: well I was about 12 when I frist watched rebels and I kinda thought he was a big fat jerk. I thought his muttonchops were stupid.

Impression now: he's just a sad sleepy baby and I love him. He's a real bad ass and a /snarky son of a bitch/tm. All he ever really wanted to do was help people and it blew up spectacularly in his face and he didn't even realize. Also he's an excellent actor but has atrocious people skills. And his muttonchops are glorious.

Favorite moment: in "the Honorable ones" (*cough cough broke back mountain*) you can actually pin point the second he realizes he's in love with Zeb. It's just after the spectors leave and he leans against the wall to keep out of sight. You can actually see the gay panic on his face.

Story idea: Zeb meets the Lasat mercenary but he's so excited that there's another Lasat that he doesn't realize who he is. Kallus doesn't want to take away the opertunity to connect with another member of his species from Zeb so he just sits quietly in the back of the ghost definitely not having a panic attack until Ezra and Sabine find him. He doesn't want to worry them so they build a blanket fort together and get Kannan to go check on Zeb because even if he is with a lasat they're not going to just leave him alone with a dangerous murderer. Eventually Kallus is more scared for Zeb than he is for himself and he runs out to find him but he confronts the merc instead who eventually does recognize him. I'll eventually write the whole thing but that's it for now.

Unpopular opinion: Okay you're gonna hate me. He dies semi young, around early to mid 70s. Cause of death is heart failure due to decades of constant chronic stress.

Favorite relationship: Kalluzeb for life baby! Also love him being family with the spectors, him and Kannan bonding over growing up on Coruscant around the same time. I bet they both have *dad energy* when they hang out. They would both wear Hawaiian shirts and socks with sandels and rock out to Queen music. Of course Sabine would be super protective of Zeb and really not like Kallus hanging around him at first, but she warms up to him after she sees how much Zeb likes him. Then she starts to like him more than Zeb (but she only says that to tease him) Kallus calls her "his favorite" right infront of Zeb. He doesn't really get along with Rex at first. Every civilian on Coruscant during the war has a "complicated" opinion on the clones. Actually I'll just make a separate post for all of them.

Favorite headcannon: OH man how could I narrow it down to just one!? I can't, here's 3:

1. He has scars from the lasat merc that he's extremely self conscious about. He was terrified to show them to Zeb because he thought he would be seen as "damaged goods" or Zeb would think he got them on lasan and be reminded of what a terrible person he is.

2. When he was a teenager he was very good in school, always ambitious but also had a manageable but harmful substance abuse problem. He used to blackout drinking and get into bar fights almost every night, and got high every other night.

Someone: you know your future self is gonna hate you.

Young Kallus: jokes on that asshole, I'm gonna ruin his life.

3. He is a massive dork. He would love murder mystery novels, sings to himself as he cooks and talks to his pet tooka. One time he got a concussion because he sneezed and smacked his face against a wall.

[weebsinstash]

Anyways so I found a werewolf audio book that's so bad I had to share it with you guys which is a shame because the young female narrator actually does a competent job

So our victim today is Back and Better by NighttShadee and, in the beginning, I had high hopes. It sounded like this was a revenge/glow-up story, and the opening was compelling enough. (tw for nonconsensual acts like forced kissing and like forced marking, suicide, bullying, etc)

This is a really long post, I'm mostly just describing the story and cringing and bitching lol. And when I say long like I basically go into the events that happen over 14 chapters lmao 💀 this shit got me MAAAAAD (plus an actually good recommendation at the very end for a story I actually really liked and found surprisingly high quality for the platform c:)

Amira Warner is 15 (already i am super uncomfortable with the protag being this young), being bullied by her pack and schoolmates, including the pack's alpha's son, Erebus (and you always know some bullshit will happen when they have these dumbass names). They all just call her stupid and weak and fat and a slut and just straight up a cunt, didnt expect to get audibly slapped with the c word on a youtube ad trailer but whatever, and her brother is also one of the bullies, but her parents never do anything because they're literally never home because they travel for work or take constant vacations, idk, but Amira also uhhh makes no effort to tell them what's going on. She blames them for not being around to support her which is valid but she also literally quite literally never even tells them anything whatsoever, that she's being bullied OR that her brother is involved

Like literally, she introduces herself narratively as "my name is Amira Warner, im 15, turning 16 tomorrow, im the bitch of the red river pack, I am beaten and verbally abused every single day". And of course Erebus is her main bully and it is specifically said he is the MAIN ONE WHO BEATS HER

So anyways Amira attempts suicide, and while she's bleeding out, she's discovered by three young boys who are her same age, and they basically give her emergency medical care, and adopt her into their pack since one of them is the future alpha of their pack and he can just do that (lucky her). And there's 3 of them, brothers, but only one of them matters: the future Alpha, Damon. So they're gonna adopt her into their pack right, but before that Amira is gonna head home, grab some of her things, leave a note for her parents, and then leave in the morning on her 16th birthday which is also the day she's supposed to awaken as a wolf, but also, she prays to the moon goddess that, if her mate is in this pack, the pack that abused her, thay she won't feel the pull of the mate bond, and can find a second chance mate elsewhere

Moon Goddess said bet IN THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE but we get to that later and also yeah she meets the moon goddess, just straight up converses with God multiple times, it's kind of stupid and I actually genuinely hate the moon goddess as a character. The moon goddess makes her promise she's never going to hurt herself again but then knowingly gives her a toxic mate?

So anyways it's her birthday and on top of awakening as a wolf, today is also the day she's supposed to find her mate and 🙄 of course it's Erebus. He waltzes straight up to her after smelling her scent, all "mine" but luckily, Moon Goddess is a G and Amira feels nothing from the mate bond. Absolutely nothing. So she tells him to go fuck himself straight to his face while he's bewildered she's not absolutely tripping over him like he feels for her, and she even outright tells him he is one of the biggest reasons she tried to commit suicide the day before. And after years of bullying her and telling her shit like her only purpose is to be weak and abused, suddenly this bitch is crying actual tears, "Amira no, please, no no no I'm so sorry I love you 🥺" like fucking Bakugo over here giving less than shit when it's too late like actually kys bro

She literally laughs in his fucking face when he's visibly upset she says she doesn't want to be his mate. Queen. She literally says "that sucks alpha, that is really unfortunate" and drives away from him lmaooooo (also who wrote this, we don't let 15 year olds drive??? Yeah this is technically on her 16th birthday but she wouldn't have a license, maybe a learners permit, and that still requires an adult present)

So she leaves and meets the three boys again and they adopt Amira into their pack but also their family and for the next about two years she's literally raised as their sibling, remember, they're all 15/16, right. So anyways after she's rescued, it turns out, oh boy she's a super extra duper special WHITE WOLF who is super extra strong and pretty and also fucking Aang for some reason? She deadass has elements and weather control and it's written in a very cheesy uh Wattpadesque way and also despite being a victim of bullying she kind of lowkey instantly becomes a bitch upon finding out she's a white wolf, and I don't mean "getting back at those who doubted me" I mean like "since she's one of the strongest wolves it's her job to train other wolves from her new pack and she constantly verbally berates them and calls them ladies and little girls and basically acts like a pick me the second she holds the smallest crumb of authority, talking down to grown men just because she's physically stronger than them" like its very jarring to go from her attempting suicide to, chapter 3 is an 18 month time skip where she's immediately treating other people who don't even really know her in a similarly bully-like way (btw the 18 month time skip meaning she is now 17 1/2 which is important because I think she may actually still be a minor when creepy stuff happens later...)

Anyways, theres been a lot of packs being attacked by rogues which in my opinion are the lucky ones because they're the ones who aren't in packs but it's framed as them being outcasts and criminals but when you consider how dangerously close pack dynamics veer into outright cult behavior like, it makes you rethink things. So Amira is told "since our pack is the biggest and strongest, we're sending people out to help train up the other weaker packs" and just guess where her new adoptive Alpha father is knowingly and intentionally sending her back :) and when she rightfully brings up "hey uh you're literally sending me back to the people who made me try to kill myself not even like 2 years after it happened" and he's just like "I know I'm sorry sweetie it's a real cowabummer :( but ya gotta cause, for the greater good or something, I dunno, do what I say lol, you wont be gone long" and there's a line about how she respects his rank as her alpha enough to obey him even though she doesn't want to do this and I really gotta say, it bothers me how everyone tells her it's valid she's upset but still expects her to go. They even later acknowledge, well, maybe we SHOULD HAVE just sent an Alpha from another pack instead, since this place holds trauma for you, and it's like YEAH SHE'S FUCKING 17, MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE

Just. Grr! This girl is SURROUNDED by toxicity and it only gets worse

So Amira and her brothers Damon, Jason, and Derek all go back to her old pack, and it helps since they very close sibling relationship, they all have physical play fights and wrestling that is very sibling-like but it does get kind of cheesy and stupid sometimes. Like chasing her down to tickle her because she ate all the brownies she baked herself without sharing any? Or hiding snacks? And uh of course they find a way to make this gross too, which we cover later

I also wanna point out, as someone relistening as we speak, she emphasizes that being a white wolf means "i have a banging body and a hot face" and its just like, what so you turned 16 and after your first shift your body was instantly different? While you're still technically a kid btw, just instant convenient glow up? It would've been better to say she toned up after being able to shift and train with her new family but this story is pretty uh, weird and cringey at times, like bending over backwards to say what a #girlboss she is when she really barely did anything or did something objectively shitty

. Like, she goes to train the adults, and a 22 year old asks why she only gives commands but never spars herself, and yeah he's slightly mean like "oh she's just 17, I could probably beat her" and how does she respond? During the fight she tells him "say uncle and I'll stop" while twisting his arm and he says nothing so she just BREAKS HIS ARM and it's played off as, oh its fine he's a wolf he'll heal, but then she's like "someone call a medic, we have a LADY down" like at this point during my first listening I was seriously confused on how I was supposed to relate and empathize with such an unlikable protagonist? Like girl you were literally called misogynistic slurs and you upgraded to beating up grown men and calling them women like, you internalized that shit, not conquered it 🙄 also a lot of these werewolf stories, not just this one, kind of seem to gloss over "oh yeah we're more rowdy and violent and show pda more and it's not uncommon to accidentally find people fucking in the woods but that's our culture cause we're wolves lol 🤪" really because you all have science and medicine and your own forms of government and half of you are using smartphones and driving Lamborghinis so I feel that, let's be blunt, the sheer debauchery and barbarianism is an active choice and they're kind of just the equivalent of people who run around doing blatantly archaic and cruel shit under the guise of "but.... but tradition tho? 🥺"

Also, because it's happening again, really cannot emphasize how they keep complimenting her body and eventually even outright talk about sex clubs and bondage before she's sven 18. Like sorry I don't want to hear about how this 17 year old is "5'5 with a DD cup and a flat stomach but a big ass" yeah and I'm sure she has a magic thigh gap too 🙄 like in hindsight they deliberately keep her a minor so she's still going to high school for plot convenience but then they put her in REALLY gross and creepy situations. Like as I'm listening to this again I'm double checking and mentions of time passing to see if she's even 18 by the time. Creepy stuff happens.

So when she's going to the Red River Pack, Amira's friend Samantha starts to ask "so you really can't feel the mate bond?" To which Amira replies "no unless he marks me which isn't going to happen" which, forced mating isn't new for these stories but im always very cautious of stories that bring this up because it can be. Skeezy if not properly handled. So. Hypothetical strike 1?

When Amira and the others get back to her old pack and Erebus sees her again, he's still all "mine" and she just brushes it off and tries to talk about training, when Amira's original blood brother shows up and she blows him off too, which, good for her in both regards. So since Damon is "the alpha of alphas", when he says "hey can we actually see our rooms now" erebus shuts up and settles down, and starts showing them around. Amira and Samantha break off to do some shopping before they start school the next day, and they happen to see Erebus buying flowers, which Amira assumes is for his girlfriend. Nope, he sees her walking to her car and is all "can we talk 🥺" and she's like "yeah, at training tomorrow, about strategy :)" and he's just so MOPEY, and saying "I've CHANGED" to which Amira replies, kinda cringe, "and I shit rainbows" and walks away

(Also as a side note I'd like to mention how extremely common it is for the main characters in these stories or side surrounding characters to be like cheesy tropes and it's explicitly said that Damon is a multi billionaire and Amira is "at about half of his networth" from receiving inheritance after she left the pack from her grandma and also money from training wolves but like that would also make her a billionaire??? But her family being extremely wealthy would make sense for why her parents travel to the point of abandoning her, but its just a little much. In fact i dont think you can legally touch inheritance money until youre 18)

So anyways she gets into another stupid play fight with her brothers because she created a snack stash with her own money but didn't share, and Erebus sees her using magic to mess with them, so now he's discovered "oh shit, my mate is a white wolf?"

So like, there are these concepts of these people acting more feral like when it comes to their mates, and she's rejected him, but not like, officially right? Like in a lot of these stories, you can officially break the matebond by verbally declaring something like "I Rhiannon Michael's reject you Nathan Thorn as my chosen mate" and it, severs it? Like a magic cancellation, albeit with negative consequences. So Amira goads Erebus and says "doesn't it suck knowing you couldve had a white wolf as your mate?" To which Damon adds "yeah, now she gets a second chance mate and you just have a forever broken mate bond. I bet your pack will die out"

(A lot of these stories have concepts of "the alphas strength is the whole packs strength, they're the strongest with their true mate", so I assume this is what it means. Also, hhhh kinda lowkey gives me story ideas for a yandere werewolf or whatever who not only wants to but HAS TO keep his squirmy reluctant little human mate because his pack is literally stronger with her there)

But anyways Erebus' definitely mature adult response to this is "you're getting a second chance mate? NO! You're MINE" and CHARGES at her, but with a flick of her hand she knocks him away with a wind shield and mocks him saying she's going to choose another hot sexy alpha over him, but then, chooses to physically approach him, to which he grabs her, spins around, and is straddling her in the ground 🙄 there is an increasing feeling of wariness and uncomfortableness as Erebus nips at her earlobe while growling "mine" and Amira admits to it being pleasurable because, im sitting here thinking, why from a narrative standpoint would you include this detail, that at least physically it feels good to have this forced unwanted touch, from a man whos bullied a girl into suicide, what is the intent here, and i quickly reached a theory and felt a pit open up in my stomach. Red flag number 2. And then when Amira attempts to knock him off with her powers? Nothing happens, and Erebus giddily exclaims that a white wolf can't use their powers while their mate is touching them and wants to will them away

MAJOR RED FLAG. So the inherent powers she has in her own body can be forcibly stopped by someone else in a story about her trying to have her own autonomy and freedom? And she's being forced down by a man she's rejected and made her miserable and cannot use her own powers to get him off of her while he's beginning to basically assault her? RED FLAG RED FLAG RED FLAG and then she just, like, briefly overpowers him, and is all "hah, I don't need powers to fight you! Right brothers? Let's go eat chips lmao" like not even joking it just abruptly ends like that, they just leave Erebus to go eat snacks and the next chapter (5) starts

So, chapter 5, Amira, her 3 brothers, and Samantha are all eating breakfast in the packhouse when her brother walks in, and, wouldn't you know, calls for their parents. And Amira is like, "oh, why would fake mom and dad be here? They're always gone?" But sure enough, in walk her parents, with a fucking two month old baby. Like. Its not properly addressed in the story itself so I just really want to rage that these people literally had their daughter attempt suicide and literally leave a note for them telling them she's running away to a new family and never wants to see them ever again and they just??? REPLACED HER??? It is COMPLETELY glossed over and not addressed AT ALL. Did they even MOURN HER? And of course the baby is a girl, NAMED MIRA. THEY REPLACED HER. THEY REALLY FULL ON DEADASS REPLACED HER AND IT MAKES ME WANT TO SCREAM.

Like it is not addressed at all. Amira isn't even mad they have another baby besides hoping they don't do the same thing to it that they did to her? Like sorry in some hypothetical scenario where I found out my daughter tried to kill herself partially because of her brother, my son, and she ran away saying I wasn't her family and she wanted nothing to do with me ever again, I think I would hesirate to just immediately spit out another baby after pretty obviously failing my first two attempts? What quiverfull bullshit is this?

But Amira just walks up to them and is all "what I went through drove me to suicide, so love this little girl and give her everything you have, give her all the love you never gave me" but also like uh, you would think her parents would be like emotional and sobbing upon seeing her again and their reactions are more just, very muted and I think that may just be this author being kind of. Shit lmao. The mom just repeats how Amira addressed herself as someone else's daughter but, the conversation is interrupted because Mira is crying hysterically (vaguely implied because Amiras mom isn't very good at, momming) and, ugh, it's emphasized how immediately Mira becomes so calm that she falls asleep upon being in Amira's arms and that "I already feel so much love for this little girl, my little Mira" like she's literally crying tears holding this baby, and my uncomfortable feelings increase because literally the very second this happened I said aloud "oh god are they going to kill off her parents and make her raise her own sister just to show how sweet and motherly she is" and uh. :| well. Anyways Amira immediately asserts that she's going to be constantly visiting to check in on her little sister, and at this point I groan because I realize the little sister is a plot device so that Amira doesn't have the option of just finishing this training stuff and then never coming back to Red River. But anyways she demands her parents show her how to make Mira's formula and the story makes a point of showing how Amira is becoming increasingly reluctant to "stay mad" at her family, which uh would be the only reasonable reaction to be perfectly honest. But since Amira's hands are busy feeding Mira, which is only something she's insisting on doing, her parents are still right here the whole time, she turns to her brothers and asks which one of then is going to feed her, and of course Erebus walks in while Jason is spoonfeeding her pancakes

IMMEDIATELY "MINE, the only man feeding you should be me, you're mine!

"Jason is my brother??? Leave before I set you on fire, there's a BABY here."

So anyways Amira is leaving and there's this stupid part where they make it obvious that Mira prefers Amira over her own birthmother, sobbing the second her mother takes her back, and at this point I'm convinced they're killing off the parents, but, it transitions into a conversation where she deliberately pisses off Erebus on purpose by saying "maybe I'll fool around with someone" to which he bangs a fist on the desk "no you WONT fool around with a man that's not me 😤" and Amira retorts "I can fool around with anyone I want, because I'm hot as fuck, and you have no power over me" nd I'm thinking, good for her, albeit she's still 17 so, like, don't have her have sex at all maybe? And she retorts to him "go mark a pack slut"

And Erebus gets offended by this, but the ACTUAL red flag is DAMON'S reaction, which is "Erebus, hurt my sister and I'll kill you, Amira, fool around with a man I don't approve of, and I'll MAKE YOU WATCH AS I BREAK EVERY BONE IN HIS BODY. Understand?"

Oh, so, you mean to tell me that the brother figure who saved her from dying who has only known her for two years is also beginning to show signs of being possessive and controlling towards her in a potentially not platonic way? Ok. Ok. Red flag. Red flag for sure. Like genuinely the reason I'm going into so much detail is the sheer layers upon layers of ways Amira gets fucked over and betrayed. Also to take her out of the room, he threw her over his shoulder and carried her out? And she says if it wasn't for her real brother Brendan that Damon would be the worst brother ever, to which Brendan who literally used to beat her comes up all hurt like "w was I really that bad of a big bro🥺" to which Amira replies the title of the chapter, 1438, the amount of times her brother physically put his hands on her. She literally begins reciting the figures on how many wounds left marks, how many wounds left scars, and I remember listening to this scene and thinking, "you had the dedication or perhaps spite to keep mental track of all your injuries to the point of counting them but you never sought help from any adult whatsoever????"

But Brendan is legitimately crying and saying he's full of regret and that his parents get on him every day, but Amira just says "fuck you, if we weren't blood I would beat you senseless and light you on fire" and also the father waits until like the very end of this conversation to say "you hit her over 1400 times?" And Amira leaves with her new brothers while her father starts scolding her old brother

So at this point we're thinking, good for Amira, she's starting to really show Erebus and her old family up huh? She's showing everyone how much she doesn't need them and how she's moved on. This is exactly what I want from "you made me try to kill myself stories so now I want either revenge or nothing to do with you" stories.

SO IMAGINE MY ABSOLUTE PAIN AND DEVASTATION WHEN CHAPTER 6 OPENS WITH

EREBUS' POV

LITERALLY i was listening to this story while working and I went, out loud, "NOOOOO THAT MEANS HE'S THE MALE LEAD, WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS". So I try to form a protective mental barrier of denial. Maybe they're just showing his POV to rub his nose in how he's fucked up and give us the audience satisfaction? After dropping this story, I actually found another story that did that, that had POVs for both the new and old boyfriend and would cut to the old one to show him scheming, so, when this chapter came along, I was DEVASTATED but tried to think, hey, this, this isn't immediately game over, right?

Wrong

So the chapter starts from Erebus' point of view starting off from him walking in on Amira being fed and his internal monolog is as creepy as you would expect "oh my perfect mate, when I'm near her, I just want to hug her, kiss her, tie her down, and fuck her until she's mine" (again, she's still 17 at this point, I know I keep saying it but, not a big fan of the constant sexualization of a minor in what's supposed to be a female empowerment story?) . And or course his dumb ass internal thoughts are about how he's changed as a person, he reprimands other people for bullying, but he's also told everyone in the pack that Amira is his mate even though she already told him no. And then he has this internal thought process of "no, just mark her by force so she feels the bond. But that would be cheating. We have to do this the right way" but like uh him saying it's wrong does not undo the fact he's even considering forcing her, which, well, later on---

(Also lmao ms 5'5 DD cup huge ass flat tummy Amira is also described as having 'a tiny waist' like girl cmon)

Should I also mention we only have a female narrator so, she also does the men, so, that can be a little. Awkward lol. She has a decent range but, it's still "girl making her voice deeper to try and be a dude". I think she does a good job, simply mentioning, there are other stories with multiple VAs, which I'm getting to later, but, I figured I would mention how the story sounds besides the writing quality itself

Anyways uh Erebus overhears Amira's brothers talking about him, and one of them is like, do you think Amira will ever forgive Erebus, and Damon deadass responds "not sure, if she does I'd be highly apprehensive, but he really seems he regrets his actions, so if she chooses to give him a chance, I'll be there for her" ummmmm the fuck? How would you fucking know? Who are you to even say it seems like Erebus has regrets? And does him having regrets somehow magically undo what he did? It's the fact this is Damon who is Amira's number 1 supporter saying this, that Erebus would vaguely deserve some sort of chance after what he did? And of course Erebus hears all this and says "see she's gonna give me another chance, I believe in the mate bond"

Also if there's an official statement to break the mate bond why didn't Amira just say it instead of insulting him and running off. Like. Red flag.

Erebus witnesses another sibling tickle fight and keeps internally calling her his mate, which is gross, and, oh no anime trope, she was running away and tripped right into him and stumbled them both right over 🥺👉👈 and Damon scoops her up, mocking him and thanking him for catching his sister and saying at least hes good for something. And Erebus, full simp mode, says "as long as I get a chance to hold her, that's fine" and like Damon has a visible sympathetic reaction, gross, and Erebus is all "I hope he hears the sincerity in my voice uwu"

So. Gosh, I know I've written so much at this point, so I may skip some scenes, or only mention footnotes until significant events, but we haven't even come NEAR the PEAK BULLSHIT that happens later

-she confronts her old class again and is all edgy and stupid about it tbh. "Before you all made me slit my wrists, but now I'm here to train this pathetic pack" ok edge lord some of them may have just been minding their own business. The entire classroom calls her "Luna" which is the Alpha's mate and top pack female

-Erebus pushes her up against a wall, you're mine, I love you, and she just replies, oh that must be a shitty feeling, loving someone who will never love you back. Queen. She gets away from getting out of his grip and threatening to burn him and then invites him for a formal fight behind the packhouse after school

-she for some reason was going to go meet him alone? Her brothers only came with after they found out

-she verbally acknowledges she can't hurt him as her mate, but doesn't formally reject him so he, you know, isn't her mate anymore? Like girl you have a solution to the problem?

-"the old me you knew died when she slit her wrists" cringe

-she gets him struck by lightning and gives a dramatic speech telling him dtuff like she tortures without a second thought and he wouldn't want her as his mate since she'd kill him in his sleep and as she's walking away SHE'S CRYING "BECAUSE IT HURTS TO DO THIS TO HER ALPHA WHO CARES ABOUT HIS PACK, AT THE END OF THE DAY HE'S STILL MY MATE AND IT MAKES ME SAD TO HURT HIM" GIRL YOU FUCKING LOSER, TF, genuinely hated this bitch at this point, imagine getting beaten daily for years and years and then just forgiving that and even loving that person. Vomit vomit vomit

-Amira decides the pack is too weak to be trained by her just yet and she doesnt want to stay in the pack house, so she's going to go to a hotel, and also tells all this to her brothers and Erebus, and also to stop telling the pack to call her Luna. Erebus says no, just because he doesn't want her staying in a hotel, not even her not wanting to train them yet, because 'she's his mate and he wants her close to protect her, and the pack calls you Luna because you're my queen and my everything and we WILL be together and mate" gross gross gross

-Amira tells him straight up she'd rather die than be marked by him yet doesn't reject him officially

-Erebus basically threatens to hold her in captivity on suicide watch and mark her without her consent "if she doesn't accept me in the near future"

-white wolves have natural strong maternal feelings which is stupid :/ I thought this was a bad bitch story, fuck them kids, she's still a kid herself, gross

-Erebus sees her helping this little girl Ariel who fucked up her ankle while playing and climbing a tree and he says this gross ass comment like "you're going to be the perfect mother to our pups" 🤮🤮🤮🤮

-Amira tells Ariel's parents not to call her Luna and for some reason this makes them sad? Shouldn't they respect how she feels? She isn't Erebus' mate officially, and then he strolls in trying to emotionally manipulate her by saying she's "breaking their hearts"

-"I used to care about breaking hearts until I cut my wrists from my own heart being broken" and you wanna think yeah bitch you tell him

Or so you would think, right? Except no, ot instantly transitions into describing how he managed to shower and is looking oh so handsome and sexy in a tight shirt that shows his muscles through it AND THIS BITCH ACTUALLY SAYS "OH HE'S SO HOT, I WOULD FOOL AROUND WITH HIM IF IT WASNT FOR OUR HISTORY, ACTUALLY I MIGHT WIND UP DOING THAT ANYWAYS" LIKE, HAVE SOME SELF RESPECT

By this point (speaking in past tense of my first listen, refreshing my memory on second go around) I am incredibly uncomfortable with the framing of this story as it feels almost definitive that Erebus is going to be forgiven and eventually rewarded with Amira, which, no, that's not why I read these stories, and you definitely are going to get on a lot of bad sides having a genuinely awful guy continue to be awful but be only slightly nicer and then never have to face consequences for his past

- Erebus insists that even if she doesn't feel the mate bond, she'll start to be attracted to him, he's, quote, "known as something of a sex god" even though he should realistically only be 17 or 18 years old, so, cap, little boy

-the depictions of Erebus touching her nonconsensually, like holding her down or pinning her against walls, starts to become increasingly fetishized. He corners her and basically tells her his preferred method of punishment is overstimulation and, she's a 17 year old virgin. she thinks this is all hot by the way and thinks "anything that happens between us would merely be fooling around" so its like oh great now you're repeatedly entertaining thoughts and admitting to yourself you find him "incredibly sexy"

So, chapter 9 right. The chapter is called "mate" and something about the simplicity and topic makes me think, oh shit, is this 'it'? 👀 are we here?

Amira's adoptive dad decides to send more Alphas to help Amira with the weaklings. Amira officially moves her things out of the pack house to stay at her fancy hotel in a royal suite "that's basically like an apartment", and she goes to eat at the restaurant at the hotel because, the other Alphas being sent over are also at her exact same hotel and, why not meet them? And upon entering the restaurant, she smells something and she feels this voice I side herself say MATE and she worries, shit, is Erebus here?

"And I look around in a panic, and Erebus is here BUT THATS NOT WHAT I WAS SMELLING"

AT THIS POINT IM HOLLERING, YES FINALLY WE'RE REPLACING THIS BITCH EREBUS, SECOND CHANCE MATE LET'S GO. It's another Alpha, Christian of the Oak Wood pack, and "holy fuck the mate pull is strong" so she's instantly dickmatized, like instantly feeling goo-goo over him. And he adores her and they start making up, which of course makes Erebus mad. And Christian says outright, "you don't deserve her, she's mine" so he obviously knows the story between them? But Amira and him are all doe eyed and she even sits on his lap after he pulls her close, but, y'all you're in a public restaurant... ew.....

So Erebus is sitting there glowering for the rest of the meal until Christian's men leave them alone for privacy, and this bitter bitch really says "let's cut the shit, white wolves are known for having more than one mate,and are known for being shared song them, the way I see it, you and I will have to share" and Amira snorts because that's absolutely fucking stupid and Christian is. Dead silent. "For several minutes"?

And then

This

Absolute little cunt of a man

Just says straight up

"I HONESTLY DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT"

The fuck? The FUCK? DID YOU NOT JUST ACKNOWLEDGE THE WHOLE SUICIDE THING THAT HAPPENED BETWEEN THEM?

But then this bitch, this bitch CONTINUES, "BUT I SUPPOSE YOU ARE CORRECT, I AM FINE WITH SHARING, IF THAT IS WHAT THE MOON GODDESS CHOSE"

screaming crying pissing throwing objects violently howling at the moon as I rage 'WHAT ABOUT WHAT AMIRA FUCKING WANTS', like girl throw the whole goddamn man away, he literally INSTANTLY ruined this and he JUST got here. this moron literally says "I can tell we were meant to share you, and I don't fuck with fate, I can tell he's different from the man who bullied you" oh so you know him better than his victim c: you know her pain? She should forgive it because he's magically changed but not really? And she should just BE SHARED? C: drink bleach

Oh and Christian is an 18 year old high school senior so he's transferring to Amira's school so basically every aspect of her life is being smothered with one of these prices.

Amira, literally, overhears Erebus and Christian talking in the school library about how "she's bound to come around, but if it isn't in the next few days, we may have to forcefully mark her"

So like, they're basically scheming to rape her. Ok. Let's not mince it. They are scheming to force upon her an act that will nonconsensually and permanantly alter how her brain and feelings and even her biology functions and basically force her to have feelings for them against her will. This is basically the kind of thing I would write, but the difference is I write stalker fetish porn and not, stories legitimately marketed as romance that's supposed to, like, idk, frame the guys as good, desirable people. They plot about even hiring witches to enchant restraints like handcuffs and ropes, and they're talking about things in such scary serious detail it's obvious they plan on doing this for real. And then they sense her outside the library and she tries to run, but of course she gets caught by Erebus :/ she has to "suppress the shiver that threatens to go down her spine" when he nibbles her ear and goes down to where her mate mark would be, gross, and "let's out a moan that's not completely forced" to lure him into false security for her to escape and create a barrier with magic, and oh, she suddenly remembers, she had a magical werewolf mindlink with her brothers, duh? All werewolves have mindlinks

Erebus is all "Amira we're your MATES, we're here to love amd care about you, but you have to LET US" this is like genuine fucking delusional yandere levels of denial and lack of accountability like, the Oscar goes to these men for the ability to act like they ain't the ones acting like total rapist nightmare creeps that she shouldn't have immediately called the werewolf police on

Anywaya, so in the past I was thinking, ok, ok, this has got to be, like, a red herring, right? How Erebus is so terrible and then Christian is immediately a piece of shit too? They just said several mates earlier, so, maybe she chooses number three? Is there a number three?

Mate number three is her fucking brother Damon and they all find out when he appears to rescue her. NUMBER THREE IS HER FUCKING ADOPTIVE FOUND FAMILY BROTHER WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SOURCE OF SAFETY AND TRUST AND SUPPORT FOR HER AND HE WAS BASICALLY ALWAYS IN LOVE WITH HER AND WAS ONLY PRETENDING TO LOVE HER AS A SIBLING AND ALL THOSE TIMES HE WAS ROUGHHOUSING AND SHE THOUGHT HE WAS BEING A PLATONIC BRO? NO HE WAS FEELING HIS ALPHA URGES. CARRYING HER WHENEVER SHE WAS SICK OR TIRED? ACTING ON HIS PROTECTIVE URGES OUT OF ROMANTIC LOVE.

But OH NO, they don't immediately know it's him, Erebus and Christian start freaking out and when Amira says "that's bullshit, I would feel the mate bond otherwise", Damon is just like "well, I know something I could do that might kickstart it if its there but you'll probably hate me for this" and suddenly kisses her without asking and thats how it is confirmed, yeah, he's number 3 and she likes kissing him, until she's panting afterwards 😩

-he carries her off into her car and there's this whole "no don't carry me k can walk, don't buckle my seat belt im an adult" "no Amira you're my mate and rhat involves giving this relationship my all, and that includes carrying you, protecting you, and fucking you--" she's still 17 and you were her "brother" just 5 minutes ago dude. But she gets horny from this 🙄 and. He can smell it.

-conversation about how she's a virgin who's never even masturbated, instantly transition to "he cups my pussy through my pants" YO SHE'S STILL 17 THO???

-Damon booked a suite down the hall from hers at her hotel 🙄 she instantly starts to hook up with him, UNTIL HE SUDDENLY MARKS HER WITHOUT ASKING, AND SHE LITERALLY SCREAMS NO. She says that he knew she wasn't ready and she was too much of her own person to be marked yet and this stupid bastard replies "no you ARE ready, I KNOW you're ready" ok you freak, you've technically known her for not even two years. You know her better than she knows herself? You know her so well it entitles you to break such an intense intimate personal boundary???

So now she's marked by him, against her will, and he's confident in his decision, and, like, it lowkey reads as a horror film because he transitions into how he knows she's scared but he's going to love and protect her but like he basically just MARKED HER SOUL without even a warning? It's like? That's rape dude? There's no glossing over that? You just changed an extremely huge part of her autonomy, bodily, emotionally, psychologically, against her will, and you're just telling her to chill because you love her and she's initially in love with you?

For a woman's empowerment story Amira sure keeps meeting men she is supposed to love and trust who bring some sort of unspeakable betrayal or harm upon her and it only gets worse.

-he marked her but they didnt have sex, awkward transition to two days later

-they're cuddling when Damon gets hard and randomly starts talking about how much he loves his women helpless, he loves bondage and overstimulation and how seeing a girl writhe in denial and overstimulation

-she's turned on, she's deciding you know what, after dinner I'm gonna fuck this man after we got out to dinner. She is INFATUATED with this guy, can't even focus on her food. She does this weird, seductive licking and sucking vanilla ice cream off her lips and fingers since she figures he's already paid the bill so it doesn't matter if he embarrasses them both by carrying her out which he does

But anyways so, they dont have sex again but its the next day, we're moving on to another really uncomfortable plot point. Damon pulls Amira aside and says "hey, with female wolves with multiple mates, when you're marked by one, you go crazy with the urge to mate wirh the others" ok pause, so because he marked her against her will, she is now magically horny for erebus and Christian where she wasn't before, and now they're magically going crazy because they can sense she's been marked and they ""need" to mark her now? This is so fucked up and unfair, where is her CHOICE, why is she a side character in her own story???

so, I don't really like any of these options, but out of the three, at least Damon will protect her from those that try to harm her, right?

WRONG

This

Little

Absolute

Cunt

Says

"YEAH NOW THAT I'M YOUR MATE, I ALSO SHARE A SORT OF BOND WITH CHRISTIAN AND EREBUS, OF RESPECT AND UNDERSTANDING, AND I NO LONGER WANT TO STOP THEM BEING WITH YOU"

psycho. Absolute freak. Marks her by force, and then says he's going to share her with the guy who pushed her to suicide, like DAMON WAS THE ONE WHO literally found her dying, and another guy she's already rejected. So. The betrayals really do keep adding up don't they? Like it's really unsettling how no one is truly in Amira's corner?

So she stands up and says "fuck you" because she feels hurt and betrayed by him, and there's this, extremelt cringey exchange, really genuinely cringey is the only word I can use, so she's trying to walk away from him, he grabs her from behind, lightly squeezes her throat, and says "you WILL calm down or I will take you home and punish you and you would NOT like my punishments. Don't forget I am a Dominant and you are my Submissive" like 🤮🤮🤮 ok Christian Gray wannabe bitch go fys

Amd Amira gets out of his grip and is rightfully enraged he'd threaten her and says he better watch out because she can pray to the moon goddess to remove their bond, and he just like, isn't even listening to her, and he says, "oh that's another thing we'll have to work out, you'll be a Sub to three Alpha Doms" and she's like "what" and casually he's like "yeah we're actually pretty popular at some of the CLUBS around here as famous Doms"

Oh, so. Let me. Let me run this back. Her three mates are her childhood bully who verbally belittled her and also horribly beat her, some new prick she doesn't even know who is totally fine sharing with the bully and is also totally fine with forcing her, and her adoptive brother of two years who doesn't care about sharing either and has already marked her by force, and all three of them have also been running around performing as Dominants at sex clubs at a professional level to the point of being known as, quote, the best Doms out there, the most experienced? That's an enormous turn off for me actually! Y'all are seniors in high school acting as Doms? Is that even legal? Wow, I sure would feel great to know that all 3 of the mates forcing themselves onto me and saying I don't get a choice have already ran through countless other women!

Oh and then her birth parents die. I'm serious, theres like a two mimute transition between Damon saying they'll share to her hearing her parents are dying. They got into a car accident. Her mom dies first and the mate bond weakens and takes her father soon after, so now, just as I predicted, she now has custody of Mira and she furthers her role as a plot device

-she's dumb enough to answer the hotel room door without double checking and all three men force their way into her room with groceries and stuff, to 'help her', separating her from Mira, and they immediately start talking about gags and ropes, and sure enough they brought restraints and she's sitting there with a ball gag talking about how they've restraint proofed the entire hotel suite "wherever we go we can tie her up, even in the shower"

This is straight up fucking yandere bullshit. And she kind of jokingly says "oh they're Dominants, so being restrained is something I guess I'll have to get used to, oh wait I'm not accepting them what am I saying tee hee" girl what the actual fuck this is NOT the time for this.

So while she's gagged, she's basically mentally recounting how to formally reject a mate bond. It will recede on her end, but the mates will still feel ot "and also become crazy possessive, but they're already possessive anyways" so why does canceling the mate bond basically not have any negative consequences. So the second her gag is removed, she verbally rejects them all at once, and they physically collapse to their knees in pain

Um. So. Rejecting Damon apparently doesn't count because the Moon Goddess has to accept your rejection if you're already marked? And Christian says "I reject your rejection" and what does he do? MARKS HER BY FORCE. AND THEN SO DOES EREBUS. AND THEY KNOW MARKING HER BY FORCE WILL CAUSE HER BODY SIGNIFICANT PAIN BUT THEY DO IT ANYWAYS. She literally passes out from the strain of two forced marks.

So at this point its like, how could this get any worse?

How about God herself personally making it worse?

The Moon Goddess herself winds up appearing in a flash of light before Amira and the three men and basically, God, how do I even describe this weird ass fucking conversation. She's acting all holy and motherly and wants to hold Mira and talks to Amira like a mom and then she turns to the men and then, just barely sternly chastises them, saying they completely ignored Amira's consent, and "im going to give you all another chance, but hurt her again and I'll give her entirely new mates"

So. So. So. Ok. Ok. Even though Amira already rejected them though? Like I thought only Damon needed your approval? Christian and Erebus marked her by force after she already rejected them? Did her rejecting them not even matter? Does she have any power or agency at all? Hey, blue fairy bitch, she already told them no and their response was to force themselves on her, so why is your response, oh, I'LL give you another chance. Bitch it's not your choice? The fuck? Also they already proved they're scum? What the fuck? So now even GOD is willing to sell her out? The fuck? The fuck?

So first listen in, at this point I'm obviously incensed, I'm thinking, ok, surely some weird bullshit is going on here, maybe one or two or three of them die or she rejects them all in the end anyways, so I say, fuck it, and skip to like, the third ti last chapter

"Me, Damon, Erebus, and Christian all sat together in the diner--"

Throwing my goddamn phone out the window. Fuck this story man. Fuck these characters, fuck how she literally only had one real friend this entire story (Samantha), fuck how her agency snd choice was constantly taken away from her, just, fuck it all, this was genuinely like a horror story, like genuinely made me uncomfortable to listen to, like I was audibly saying "but that's like rape? That's basically rape? What the fuck?"

So in better news, on the same app that this story is on, DreameFm, is a much better story I listened to and would recommend :) it's The Perfect Luna and you can listen to the first 3 chapters here here and here, (oh you can go straight to downloading the app where the rest have to be bought with coins). It's got some 36 or something chapters which I find a pretty decent length and I think the quality of the story and the voice acting is really good!

It follows the story of Alpha and Luna Riannon Thorne as the story begins with her being killed by her cheating husband's lover and being sent back in time to try and do everything all over again! After she's sent back in time, she can't talk to or use her wolf at all and has to rely on her wits and knowledge of the future to navigate through her second lifetime, but as she starts doing things differently, she finds a much different outcome than before. The voice acting is pretty good, although the lady does change at chapter 26 which is a little jarring since it's more than halfway over at that point but I still found the story worth continuing. The male voice actor, I think there may be two, are also dedicated, and i think you guys may like some of the villains like the evil Fox King who even has his own harem ;) definitely a palette cleanser for the awful awful whiplash that Back and Better gave me 🤮 bluh. Definitely a good girl power listen uwu

[mallowmaenad]

my new political ideaology is that I get a device called the dipshit detector that removes self-important white people’s ability to use cellphones for 1 month and I don’t fucking care if this is a fascist dictatorshit i actually would turn joe biden into joe woke and donald trump into pronoun trump if i see one more loud mouthed straighty act like their opinion fucking matters im introducing their shy 9 year old son to my little pony i cant fucking take this shit yes fuck it throw republicans in concentration camps they’re practically begging for it they wont shut the fuck up about how theyre gonna be hunted down and killed wish granted bitch blam blam its wabbit season bitch im sick of liberals im sick of voting im sick of norway if youre even slightly uncomfortable around gay people you should be set on fire black power asian power jewish power latino power and i fucking mean it im not just buying the stupid 30$ tshirt on fckhate.com the worst thing to ever happen in american history is abraham lincoln not publicly executing every confederate general and outlawing slavery full stop we literally live in starship troopers we are trapped in a shitty gmod half life dark rp server yeah I do think you’re basically a terrorist if you go to disney land and i also think that if the first words out of your mouth when the rustbelt gets set on fire is “those dirty rednecks deserve it” ill show you a fucking redneck you fucking yank prick you fucking racist i wish hilary clinton would explode on live tv charitys are fucking fake theyre as fake as those cardboard towns in north korea oppenheimer was a limpdick pussy and fallout is becoming a game franchise that fetishizes the mass genocide of asians and i want todd howard pinned under a large rock for it spec ops the line wasn’t ugly enough there is a conspiracy started by the cosmetics, nutrition and fashion industry in collaboration with the upper class descendants of fucking typhoid “moneybags” marys to fool the masses that fat people aren’t hot as fuck. My body and mind and soul degrade with the week because of yhe shit ass menial labor yhey made me do and the fucking lead in gasoline and world war 1 started a chain reaction of fathers beating their kids and wives because it’s cheaper to buy a gun than go to therapy because we’re fucking warhammer orks without any of the endearing mental stupidity we live in mordor. we live in fucking mordor. it literally does not matter who is president our two political parties are Nazis and Neo-Nazis bernie sanders was the closest thing to a centrist this country has ever seen. capitalism grinds up joy into a paste to divvy out on 500$ gucci toothpicks public urination should be legal rent is theft corporations are agents of satan who is jesus christ who is not jesus of nazareth jesus christ is the poster boy of white supremacy i fucking hate Hamilton white people should listen to MORE rap i want to get my dick sucked at a death grips concert. Laundromats and burger joints where you can get a meal for 5$ are far more important than police stations and walmart. pop anarchists want to personally confiscate your wheelchair uou fuckers treat yhis like a game fuckin e girls with hammers and sickles in their icons arguing about what form of communism or socialism or whateverism is right when bitch that is a pipe dream you are going to die in captivity arguing about which dragon ball z character is the strongest (girl broly) at least go punch a hole in your wall and fuck it to prove you’re human you facebook fetishist jesus christ every other day i want a biblical death just so my fucked up thouhhts mean something i need a fuckingjason vorhees bitch wheres the yandere tea party this is all so fucked up its not fucking real the christian god hates you whoever says otherwise is trying to make you a fucking slave. Mormonism and scientology should be wiped off the map any religion formed after the invention of the gun is a fucking pyramid scheme i wish i was a 9 foot toll shark lady with hugebrealssta so i could fucking knock over thechrystler building

DO 9/11 AGAIN

[aspenmissing]

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚗 (𝙿𝚝 𝟸)

Inside a tent, a man is throwing knives at a target; they all land near but not quite on the bulls-eye. Dean, Sam, and Y/N walk in.

"Excuse me, we're looking for a Mr. Cooper, have you seen him around?" Dean asks.

"What is that, some kind of joke?" The man pulls off his sunglasses, revealing that he is blind.

"Oh. God, I'm, I'm sorry," Dean says.

"You think I wouldn't give my eyeteeth to see Mr. Cooper? Or a sunset, or anything at all?" Y/N and Sam smirk at Dean.

"Wanna give me a little help here?" Dean says quietly to Sam and Y/N.

"Not really."

"Your fault," Y/N says. Dean chuckles in annoyance.

"Hey man, is there a problem?" Dean, Sam, and Y/N turn, then look down to see an extremely short man in a red cape.

"Yeah, this guy hates blind people."

"No, I don't, I..."

"Hey buddy, what's your problem?"

"Nothing, it's just a little misunderstanding," Y/N winces, knowing he messed up.

"Little?! You son of a bitch!" The short man says, lifting his bat.

"No, no, no! I'm just, could somebody tell me where Mr. Cooper is?" Sam and Y/N laugh. "Please?"

"I'm sorry for my brother's... stupidity. But we really need to see Mr. Cooper," Y/N asks, smiling. The short man nods.

"At least she had some respect."

==

The three head into Mr. Cooper's office.

"You three picked a hell of a time to join up. Take a seat." Dean looks at the available chairs; one is normal, the other is pink, with a giant clown face on it. He beats Sam to the normal chair. Sam scowls and looks to Y/N, who is shaking her head. She walks over and sits on the clown chair. Sam then sits on the arm of the clown chair, slowly sitting down. "We've got all kinds of local trouble."

"What do you mean?" Y/N asks.

"Oh, a couple of folks got themselves murdered. Cops always seem to start here first. So, you three ever worked the circuit before?"

"Yes sir, last year through Texas and Arkansas."

"Yeah," Dean says, and Y/N nods her head.

"Doing what? Ride jockeys? Butcher? ANS men or woman?"

"Yeah, it's, uh, a little bit of everything, I guess."

"You three have never worked a show in your lives before, have you?"

"I mean when I was 9, I played in my school play before... If that counts," Dean looks to Y/N, then back at Mr. Cooper.

"Nope. But we really need the work. Oh, and, uh, Sam here's got a thing for the bearded lady," Dean chuckles and Sam scowls over at him causing his laughter to slowly fade.

"You see that picture?" Mr. Cooper points behind him. "That's my daddy."

"You look just like him," Sam says.

"He was in the business. Ran a freak show. Till they outlawed them, most places. Apparently displaying the deformed isn't dignified. So, most of the performers went from honest work to rotting in hospitals and asylums. That's progress, I guess. You see, this place, it's a refuge for outcasts. Always has been. For folks that don't fit in nowhere else. But you three? You should go to school. Find a couple of girls and a man. Have two point five kids. Live regular." Y/N is about to say something, but Sam leans forward, eyes serious.

"Sir? We don't want to go to school. And we don't want regular. We want this." Dean and Y/N look at each other then to Sam.

==

The three leave Mr. Cooper's office.

"Huh."

"What?" Sam asks.

"That whole, uh, I don't want to go back to school thing. Were you just saying that to Cooper or were you, you know, saying it? Sam?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know? I thought that once the demon was dead and the fat lady sings that you were gonna take off, head back to Wussy State."

"I'm having second thoughts." The three-stop walking.

"Really?" Y/N says.

"Yeah. I think. Dad would have wanted me to stick with the job."

"Since when do you give a damn what Dad wanted? You spent half your life doing exactly what he didn't want, Sam." Y/N glares at Dean, giving him a bitchface.

"Since he died, okay? Do you have a problem with that?" There is a pause.

"Nah, I don't have a problem at all." Dean walks away, followed by Y/N. Sam looks after the two.

==

Sam is wearing a red jacket and picking up trash, while surreptitiously scanning with the EMF reader, which is hidden inside his jacket. He goes into the funhouse, still scanning. There were colored mirrors and clown's giggling. A girl walks past Sam, and he pulls out the EMF. He holds it out to an organ before pulling it away. Two girls then pass, slightly scaring Sam. Sam continues walking, suddenly feeling someone tap his shoulder. He spins around only to see Y/N.

"Woah! Careful where you point that thing, it could poke an eye out," she says, gesturing towards the EMF. She then starts laughing.

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" he says, relaxing.

"Sorry Sammy. I just saw you come in here and thought you might have needed help." The two continue walking. Sam scans a doll's head and shakes his head. "Gross." The two turn but they jump when a skeleton suddenly falls from the ceiling, a noose around its neck. They look at it for a couple of seconds then Sam scans it, not getting a reading.

==

Wearing a similar uniform, Dean is putting trash into a dumpster when his phone rings. He answers it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, man."

"What's the matter? You sound like you just saw a clown." Dean says, huffing a laugh. Sam and Y/N walk out of the funhouse.

"Very funny. Skeleton, actually."

"Like a real human skeleton?"

"In the funhouse. Listen, we were thinking. What if the spirit isn't attached to a cursed object—what if it's attached to its own remains?" Y/N says.

"Did the bones give off EMF?" Dean asks.

"Well, no, but—"

"We should check it out anyway. I'm heading to you two." As he hangs up the phone, the Blind Man grabs his arm.

"What are you doing here, kid?" He asks.

"I'm... I was just sweeping."

"Bull. And what were you talking about? Skeletons? What's EMF?"

"Dude, your blind man hearing is out of control."

"We're a tight-knit group. We don't like outsiders. We take care of our own problems."

"We got a problem?" Dean asks.

"You tell me—you're the one talking about human bones."

"Do you believe in ghosts?"

"What?"

"My brother, sister, and me... umm. We're writing a book about them."

==

Having gotten away from the Blind Man, Dean approaches Sam and Y/N.

"What took you so long?" Y/N asks, arms crossed.

"Long story."

"Mommy, look at the clown!" The three look over to see a little girl pointing at something.

"What clown?" The mother asks. The three walk over as they look to where the little girl is pointing, but don't see anything. "Come on, sweetie, come on." Dean, Y/N, and Sam share a look.

==

Dean, Y/N, and Sam are on stakeout outside the family's home.

"Dean, I cannot believe you told Papazian about the homicidal phantom clown," Sam says.

"I told him an urban legend about a homicidal phantom clown. I never said it was real." Dean pulls a gun and cocks it. Y/N grabs at it, pushing Dean's hands down.

"Keep that down!" She speaks.

"Oh, and get this. I mentioned the Bunker Brother's Circus in '81 and their, uh, evil clown apocalypse? Guess what."

"What?" Sam asks.

"Before Mr. Cooper owned Cooper Carnival, he worked for Bunker Brothers. He was their lot manager."

"So, you think whatever the spirit's attached to, Cooper just brought it with him?"

"Something like that." Dean shakes his head, sighing. "I can't believe we keep talking about clowns." Later, Dean is dozing against the window, Y/N leaning her head on his shoulder, eyes closed as a light goes on in the dining room. Sam shakes the two awake. Inside, the little girl goes to the front door, where the phantom clown is waiting.

"Wanna come in and play?" She asks. The clown nods, takes her hand, and is led inside.

===

As the girl leads the clown down the hallway, Dean, Y/N, and Sam are already hiding in wait, weapons ready.

"Wanna see Mommy and Daddy? They're upstairs." Y/N leaps out and grabs the girl, who starts screaming, as Dean and Sam shoot the clown in the chest. It falls on its back. Y/N hugs the girl closer, protecting her from the sight, but the clown then gets up as Dean and Sam are cocking the shotguns again.

"Y/N, watch out!" The clown leaps out of the window, turning invisible as it runs away. The glass shattering in the process. The parents come rushing in.

"What's going on here? Get away from my—" The father says, as he sees Y/N holding the little girl.

"Oh my god, what are you doing to my daughter?!"

"Who the hell are you? Get out! Get out of my house!" Dean, Y/N, and Sam leave the girl and run away terribly fast.

"Mommy, Daddy, they shot my clown!"

==

Dean, Y/N, and Sam have parked the minivan off the side of a road and are digging out their belongings—including the license plates.

"You really think they saw our plates?" Sam asks.

"I don't wanna take the chance. Besides, I hate this friggin' thing anyway." They start walking down the road.

"Well, one thing's for sure," Y/N says.

"What's that?"

"We're not dealing with a spirit. I mean, that rock salt hit something solid."

"Yeah, a person? Or maybe a creature that can make itself invisible?"

"Yeah, and dressed up like a clown for kicks? Did it say anything in Dad's journal?" Y/N asks.

"Nope." Sam clears his throat and pulls out his cell phone.

"Who are you calling?" Dean asks.

"Maybe Ellen or that guy Ash'll know something. Hey, you think, uh, you think Dad and Ellen ever had a thing?"

"No way," Dean says, and Y/N shrugs.

"Then why didn't he tell us about her?"

"I don't know, maybe they had some sort of falling out."

"Yeah. You ever notice Dad had a falling out with just about everybody?" Dean and Y/N nod casually; Sam lowers the phone. "Well, don't get all maudlin on me, guys."

"What do you mean?" Y/N asks.

"I mean this 'strong silent' thing of yours, it's crap."

"Oh, god."

"I'm over it. This isn't just anyone we're talking about, this is Dad. I know how you two felt about the man."

"You know what, back off, all right? Just because we're not caring and sharing like you want us to."

"No, no, no, that's not what this is about, Dean. I don't care how you two deal with this. But you have to deal with it, guys. Listen, I'm your brother, all right? I just want to make sure you two are okay."

"Dude, we're okay. I'm okay, she's okay, okay? I swear, the next person who asks me or her if we're okay, I'm gonna start throwing punches. These are your issues, quit dumping them on us!" The three stop.

"Dean!" Y/N says, but she is ignored.

"What are you talking about?" Sam asks.

"I just think it's really interesting, this sudden obedience you have to Dad. It's like, oh, what would Dad want me to do? Sam, you spent your entire life slugging it out with that man. I mean, hell, you picked a fight with him the last time you ever saw him. And now that he's dead, now you want to make it right? Well, I'm sorry Sam, but you can't, it's too little, too late."

"Why are you saying this to me?"

"Because I want you to be honest with yourself about this. We're dealing with Dad's death! Are you?" Sam swallows, looking upset. There is a short pause.

"I'm going to call Ellen." Sam walks away, the two look after him. Y/N turns to Dean, fury in her eyes.

"He was just trying to help, Dean," she says. Later, further down the road, Sam is hanging up the phone.

"Thanks a lot." Sam turns to Dean and Y/N. "Rakshasa."

"What's that?" Dean asks.

"Ellen's best guess. It's a race of ancient Hindu creatures. They appear in human form, they feed on human flesh, they can make themselves invisible, and they cannot enter a home without first being invited."

"So, they dress up like clowns, and the children invite 'em in."

"Yeah."

"Why don't they just munch on the kids?" Y/N asks.

"No idea. Not enough meat on the bones, maybe?"

"What else did you find out?"

"Well, apparently, Rakshasas live in squalor. They sleep on a bed of dead insects," Sam says.

"Nice."

"Gross."

"Yeah, and they have to feed a few times every twenty or thirty years. Slow metabolism, I guess."

"Well, that makes sense. I mean, the Carnival today, the Bunker Brothers in '81."

"Right. Probably more before that."

"Hey guys, who do we know that worked both shows?" Dean asks.

"Cooper?" Y/N and Sam say.

"Cooper."

"You know, that picture of his father, that looked just like him."

"You think maybe it was him?" Y/N says.

"Well, who knows how old he is?"

"Ellen say how to kill him?"

"Legend goes, a dagger made of pure brass," Sam says.

"I think I know where to get one of those."

"Well, before we go stabbing things into Cooper, we're going to want to make damn sure it's him."

"Oh, you're such a stickler for details, Sammy," Dean says, smiling. The two share a smile while Y/N smiles at them. "All right, me and Y/N will round up the blade, you go check if Cooper's got bedbugs."

==

Sam picks the lock on Cooper's trailer and goes inside. Elsewhere, the Blind Man is leading Dean and Y/N.

"Well, I've got all kinds of knives. I don't know if I've got a brass one, though." In Cooper's trailer, Sam pulls out a pocket knife and starts slicing open the mattress. A shotgun cocks behind him; Cooper is there, pointing a gun at him.

"What do you think you're doing?" In the Blind Man's trailer, he leads Dean and Y/N in and taps a trunk with his cane.

"Check the trunk." Y/N opens the trunk and finds a red clown wig. She looks to Dean with widened eyes. She stands, and the two look at the Blind Man.

"You?" Dean asks. The Blind Man drops his cane, pulls off his glasses; his eyes look normal. His eyes get cloudy, his face begins to melt. He waves, then his face disappears, Cheshire-cat style with his eyes glowing last.

"Shit," Y/N says.

==

Dean and Y/N struggle with the door in the Blind Man's trailer, trying to get out. A knife flies past their heads to bury in the door causing them to jump. Another lands with a thunk a little higher.

"All right!" Dean yells. He manages to get the door open, and the two book it out of there. Dean tumbles but is then helped out by Y/N. Outside, Sam sees them.

"Hey!" he speaks.

"Hey."

"So, Cooper thinks I'm a Peeping Tom, but it's not him." The twins look behind them.

"Yeah, so I gathered. It's the blind guy. He's here somewhere," Y/N says.

"Well, did you get the—"

"The brass blades? No, no, it's just been one of those days."

"I got an idea. Come on." They enter the funhouse. As they go through, a door slams between them, separating Y/N and Dean from Sam. They struggle to open it.

"Sam!" Dean shouts.

"Dean! Y/N, find the maze, okay?" Sam finds a pipe organ, which is giving off steam. He grabs for one of the pipes, but it's too hot. "Gah!" flinching from the heat. He takes something from his pocket and starts pulling off a pipe. Dean and Y/N come around the corner.

"Hey," she says.

"Hey! Where is it?"

"I don't know. I mean, shouldn't we see its clothes walking around?" A knife flies past Y/N, pinning her sleeve to the wall. Another one pins her wrist. Dean comes to help, only to have the same thing happen to him.

"Sam!" the twins say. Sam pulls the pipe all the way off and stalks forward slowly. A knife flies past his head; he dodges.

"Guys, where is he?" Sam asks.

"I don't know!" Y/N looks up and sees a lever. She reaches up and pulls it; more steam pours from the pipe organ, giving a vague shape to the invisible attacker, which Dean and Y/N see.

"Sam, behind you! Behind you!" Dean shouts. Sam stabs the pipe behind him without looking. He turns and sees it buried in the still-invisible creature, blood pouring from the wound. Dean and Y/N manage to free themselves. Y/N flicks the lever back, and the two go over to Sam. They look to where it's fallen and see only empty clothes and a bloody pipe.

"I hate funhouses," Y/N says. Dean chuckles.

==

Dean, Y/N, and Sam are sitting at the bar; Ellen lays down a couple of beers.

"You three did a hell of a job. Your dad would be proud."

"Thanks." Jo, sitting down on the other side of Dean, gives Sam and Y/N a look. "Oh yeah, um, we've gotta... uh, uh, we've gotta go. Over there. Right now."

"Let's go and play pool," Y/N says, pulling Sam with her.

"So," Jo clears her voice.

"So."

"Am I gonna see you again?" Jo asks.

"Do you want to?"

"I wouldn't hate it."

"Hmm. Can I be honest with you? See, normally I'd be hitting on you so fast it'd make your head spin. But, uh, these days... I don't know."

"Wrong place, wrong time?" Jo says, pointing at her mom.

"Yeah."

"It's okay, I get it." The back door opens and Ash enters, carrying a folder and a bizarre-looking laptop.

"Where you guys been? Been waitin' for ya."

"We were working a job, Ash. Clowns?" Y/N says from the pool table, Sam beside her. Ash looks to her.

"Clowns? What the—"

"You got something for us, Ash?" Sam and Y/N walk over as Ash sets the laptop down on a table. It looks homemade, with explosive wiring.

"Did you find the demon?" Sam asks.

"It's nowhere around. At least, nowhere I can find. But if this fugly bastard raises his head, I'll know. I mean, I'm on it like Divine on dog dookie."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, any of those signs or omens appear, anywhere in the world, my rig'll go off. Like a fire alarm," Ash says, turning the laptop so the Winchesters could see. Dean reaches for the laptop.

"Do you mind..." Ash gives him a look. Dean pulls his hand back from the keyboard. "Yeah."

"What's up, man?" Dean huffs a laugh.

"Ash, where did you learn to do all this?" Y/N asks.

"M.I.T. Before I got bounced for... fighting."

"We've all been there," Y/N mutters.

"M.I.T.?"

"It's a school in Boston."

"Okay. Give us a call as soon as you know something?"

"Si, si, compadre," Ash says.

"Gracias, amigo," Y/N replies, smiling. Dean takes another sip of his beer, then sets it down. Ash picks it up and drinks. Dean, Y/N, and Sam head for the door.

"Hey, listen—if you three need a place to stay, I've got a couple beds out back."

"Thanks, but no. There's something we gotta finish," he says, looking to Y/N.

"Okay," Ellen says, smiling.

==

Dean is working on the car again, Y/N working beside him while Sam paces nearby. 

"You were right," he says.

"About what?" Dean asks, standing up, followed by Y/N.

"About me and Dad. I'm sorry that the last time I was with him I tried to pick a fight. I'm sorry that I spent most of my life angry at him. I mean, for all I know he died thinking that I hate him. So, you're right. What I'm doing right now, it's too little. It's too late," Sam's lip trembles. "I miss him, guys. And I feel guilty as hell. And I'm not all right. Not at all." There are tears in his eyes. "But neither are you two. That much I know." There is a pause. "I'll let you two get back to work." Sam leaves.

Dean and Y/N are still for a moment. Dean picks up a crowbar and smashes the window of a nearby car. Then he starts slamming it into the trunk of his and Y/N's car, over and over. Dean drops the crowbar and it clatters to the ground, Y/N standing off to the side, tears in her eyes, as she watches Dean let his anger out. Dean looks after where Sam has gone, lip trembling. He then looks to Y/N and goes over to her.

"Oh, Dean," she says, and she hugs him. He hugs back immediately, softly crying into her shoulder. She starts crying as well, hugging him tight as the two cry for the loss of their father.

[theuniverseawakens347]

The deconomy of good hair and you racist sold out burnt coon bitches minded yo business - sending the white man more dumb reasons to be confused in our business and driving out our roots - yo ancestors hate you - maadam cj walker - HAY COUSIN BESTY ROOS …

Paula Barton I’m so fucking tired of you and got damn Coi leeway AUNTY who think she her mother “ she came out my coochie” - DARNIECE ! INCUE BABY IN THE BACK YOU FUCK BITCH GOT MY MOM RAPED N MISSCARRIED SO YOU CUD HAVE THAT LIL SHIT ( sorry Coi) YO FUCKING SLAVE CUZ BENZINO WASNT FUCKING YOU - WHATS YOUR LOVE N HIP HOP BABY MOMA BEN TO UR SON .. - AMINA BUTTERFLY TARA AND PETER OWNING YOU COUSIN BUT CLONE OF COI AALIAHY IVF INCEST DNA INCUE BABY FOR SOME BROKE FAT BACK DARK NIGGER ( since you wana be fucking coon and make n sell ya own LIGHTSKINS TO THE WHITE MAN FOR MONEY- PATHETIC SHIT HEADS - BENZINO AND THE FAT BITCH )

** incomplete sentence cause you hos IS ROAD WET N PUT AWAY SAGGY ** INDIA MOM TOO - GOLDEN KURLS - ALL YOU BITCHES WHO LOOK LIKE ME - THE ONE IN THE CAR

4:07 am .. ya moms taught you bullshit bout hair another “distract a nigga” tactic from making RRAL LIFE MOVES

“Naw this what good hair looks like” - YEAH BITCH WHEN IT GROW.

How many of you burnt yours cause you got so focused on a fucking pattern!??

PAULA FUCKTARD RACIST BARTON WHY THE RADIO BIG BOY N THA GOD KNOW YO BITCH ASS NAME REMY MA YANDY!??

LEE GARLINGTON LOSING AS YOU! 😡🖕 -

I DONT NEET A WET LOOKING CURL PATTERN TO BE MY DAMN DADDY DAUGHTER YOU STUPID FUCKS GIVE ANYONE MONEY N SHELTER BASED ON SUPERFICIAL FUCKING LOOKS N BEHAVIORS. - CLIMATE AND GENES WHY THEY GOT LOOSE WHITE PPL HAIR

Vs me FULL FUCKING BLACK - AFRICAN ROOTS NOT TOUGHED. - A PURE PITBULL YOU DUMB ASS RACIST BITCH.

YO SHIT GROW!? YES!

THEN ITS GOOD HAIR.

You got loose wet looking curls or jasmean length n thickness , COOL NICE IVF BABIES STEALING MY GENES N MIXING THEM W WHITE MAN..

- 3D incue printer babies

CHRISSY TIEGEN HOW YOU MAKE YR LIL MIJA!?

“I picked EACH TRAIT”

OKAY YOU FAKE FUCKING ROBOTS - SEX DOLLS TYRA BANKS MOVIE LET A REAL REINCARNATED FAMILY SPEAK.

Paula Barton you my cousin thru my daddy

DWAYNE… #1 … thing 2 . = THE WHITE MAN MAKING US BORING AND EASY TO LOOK AFTER - INCEST GROOMING OFF NAME N HAIR N SEPARATING THE FAMILY THEN BRING EM BACK AS A “friend” LEAVE OUT COUSIN - BERMUDA TRADE THRU THE STATES … make this cluster grow up here DC military bases but log em RELATED TO THIS LA CLUSTER .. then HOPE NIGGERS STAY IN THEY PLACE AND ONLY TRAVEL W THE WHITE MANS MILITARY PLATOONS - OH WE GOT A CALL TO GO WEST ERUOPE OKAY PACK A NIGGER WHERES THEIR FAMILY LOGGED THERE HMMM MAYBE THEYLL BABY SIT THEIR OWN KIDS AND WE SEX THE WOMEN IN KIDS N TOWN - OMG YOU DUMB COON YOU SLEPT W YO COUSINS ( im leave that part out) YOU FIRED CAUSE NOW YOU GOT A KID W AN UGLY BITCH OR

HERES A RAISE TAKE UR GIRL TO GET MARRIED BRING HER BACK TO THE STATEs ( haaay start of green card marriages ELLIS ISLAND) .. then while you back on the bases for work, PASS UR WIFE AROUND AND TIME IT WHERE YOU COME

Home she pregnant BUT YOU THINK ITS UR BABY!

- THANK YOU MAYA ANGELOUgh .. OPRAH PURPLE. CECELY

[askrockandfriends]

"All right, since I'm apparently the butt of every joke in this election, lemme show you why everyone else is unelectable. Then you'll see why I'm the best candidate for the job."

"First there's Luigi... what do you even do? In both elections you've been in, you've just talked nonsense and done nothing else of note, yet the people can't just can't get enough of you, it seems! What even are your political positions?!"

"And there's Waluigi... dude, you can't even get into Smash Bros, let alone the office of the presidency. And for the love of God, run on a platform other than 'I hate Luigi, vote for meee'! You're literally only popular as a meme, not as an actual character. You're not that important, dude. Deal with it."

"Aqua's a moron who just drinks and cries all the damn time. I'd destroy this country because I want to, she'll destroy it simply because of her stupidity and irresponsible decision-making. No, you can't just throw explosion magic or Kazuma at every problem you face, girl! Solve your own damn problems for once in your life! Or is that too much for a so-called 'goddess'?"

"Homer Simpson. Oh my god. Homer Simpson. What's there to say about this fat oaf other than do you really see this idiot running a whole damn country? He can't even get his own family in order, the hell's he gonna do about an entire country? Not to mention giving him the nuclear codes and then pissing him off is a recipe for disaster. I'm honestly surprised his son can still breathe with all the times Homer's gotten mad and strangled him half to death... can someone please call CPS on this fat bastard and get it over with? Either way, Homer's a fat, dumb, irresponsible, and emotionally immature oaf who should be nowhere near any kind of political office. *mocking* D'oh! D'oh! D'oh!"

"Okay, can we not stand here and pretend Giovanni's not only interested in exploiting the office of the presidency for his own personal gain? It's just like anything else he's ever done in his life. Pokemon, running a Gym, Team Rocket, now running for president... all just things done in the name of making money. I'm sorry, did we not learn from Wario four years ago about people only being interested in money? Not to mention, as an NPC puts it, 'Team Rocket will do anything for the sake of money. There's no job too dirty, no deed to heinous, no crime too wicked.' I guarantee you crime will skyrocket under Giovanni, and it'll be spurred on by Giovanni himself!"

"Edelgard. Three words: War. Fucking. Monger. Hope you like the idea of the country being in a never-ending war for five years or more, because that's what you're gonna get with this conqueror wannabe. And the worst part is, it'll all be because of HER vision of what the country should be, so if you like our nation's people being drafted into an endless war they might not even believe in and making Vietnam look tame by comparison, by all means, vote for this crazy Albino bitch to be your next president."

"Which brings us to Batman... oh, boy, here we go. Batman. What's there to say except if you're half as 'just' as you think you are, then why are your enemies always escaping Arkham Asylum and terrorizing Gotham whenever they see fit? Doesn't sound very 'just' to me. Sounds like the work of a guy who's incompetent at best and maybe, just maybe, doesn't give a shit and only wants to look like a hero for justice at worst. You want to be just, Batty-boy? How about locking your enemies in a place OTHER than Arkham Asylum, and maybe, just maybe, turning yourself into Arkham, because you clearly have some unresolved issues that are feeding into your bat persona, Batman!"

"Yami Yugi... okay, exactly what are you planning to do in office besides play cards all day? Because newsflash: that's not the be-all-end-all way to solve every problem you think it is, dude. Eventually, you're gonna have to do something else to solve a problem, and will you even be ready or willing to do that? And can someone explain to me the relationship between Yugi and his counterpart Yami Yugi? Because there's something about a millenia-old spirit living in the mind/body of a high school student that's just giving me major ick vibes... come to think of it, I didn't even mention whatever's going on with Batman and Robin, did I? That's another one that's worth a few questions at the very least... mind explaining that to me, you two? Because these can be some pretty serious accusations if you let them get too out of control..."

"And that's why the other candidates suck, and you should vote for me, Junko Enoshima, for president in 2024."

JUNKO 2024

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 266

Alex

I bite the cucumber making a face at it. Eww. Why do I want this shit? Why the he'll does it taste good? I dip it in the honey mustard sauce and sigh. So fucking nasty.

"Hello?" I say with an attitude.

"You so damn nasty. Chew your food first." Cammie snaps. "Rollie... hold on."

I eat the cucumber feeling so satisfied. Maybe it's because it looks like a dick. I stare at it then bite a big chuck of it.

"Hello."

"Yes." Hydia says.

"Alex?"

I answer in the middle of chewing. "What?"

She sucks her teeth. "What are you eating so rudely?"

"A damn cucumber. I hate cucumbers."

"Okay." Cammie says. "Leah having a baby shower next week in Atlanta. Think you can make it? Both of yall."

I shrug. "A fat bitch like eating."

Hydia chuckles. "Okay, stupid ass. I can make it too."

"Hydia is Ike talking still?"

"Ike can fucking talk?" I snap. "What if my baby comes out slow? Oh gosh. Let me pray."

One of them suck their teeth. "My fucking son isn't slow."

"Of course he not." Canmie retorts.

I roll my eyes. "I was just... ignore me. Continue. Is he still talking was the question."

"Yes please ignore that rude bitch." Cammie says.

"He did a few times. He started to argue with me when I was telling him not to open the divorce papers."

I put my cucumber down. "Divorce papers? You not a damn lawyer. Why you got those?"

"Cause she was about to turn them into her lawyer but I told her I got a better lawyer who will get those military benefits for sure." Cammie says.

I get mad. "You fucking encouraging a gotdamn divorce? Fuck no."

"He can't fucking be out there getting chlamydia from dirty ass stripper bitches and whoever the fuck else he fucking. That's too fucking much. Too fucking far." Hydia says.

"So you wanna be fucking single? What the hell for? Ain't nobody taking care of a child alone. What the hell Cammie? Did your fucking husband not cheat on you?"

Cammie sighs. "Any fucking way."

"No. Cause what the fuck."

"Nobody even getting a divorce. Shut the hell up and listen."

"I am listening. Pregnant or not I can fucking hear."

"Pregnant or not you talk too damn much."

Hydila sucks her teeth. "I put my Airpods in my ear. I'm going in the house so yeah. Imma just listen."

I call Jamal on my work phone. "Where the fuck you at?"

"Okay. I apologize." He says away from the phone. "Excuse me. Oh no. One minute."

"This man is sitting on the floor crying." Hydia says.

I look at the phone. "Who? Your son?"

"No the father."

"Crying?" Cammie snaps. "What the fuck wrong with him?"

Hydia sucks her teeth. "I don't know."

I roll my eyes then hang up on Jamaal I wasn't even paying attention to what he was saying. My mind is one tracked right now. This fucking cucumber. I bit it then roll my eyes at it. I've been pregnant for about 3 months. 10 weeks pregnant. What the hell?

"Bitch you got a damn mute ass son who wants to talk now and you bout to put him through a divorce? That's fucking insane. One damn thing my parents got right is getting married and staying married. Fuck the world. Them bitches ain't shit to that man."

Cammie sucks her teeth. "She is not divorcing him! Damn. It was a fucking joke."

"You said he was mad about the paperwork. I heard that."

"Oh no." Cammie laughs. "I mean the only joke was me hiring a lawyer for her. I was being funny cause that's what she said I should have said to her. And my husband hasn't physically cheated... I don't have proof of it. Anyway whatever. Hydia go see what's wrong with your husband."

"Whatever." I say.

Hydila sighs. "I guess."

Cammie chuckles. "If anything remember to show him those damn papers and fucking pictures."

"What pictures?"

"The private investigator I hired took pictures of him and some fucking stripper who gave him chlamydia. She admitted the shit like whatever."

"Too much." I say wanting to cry. "Marriage not about any of that."

Hydia makes a lot of noise. "Don't even. I'll let yall know."

"I promise it's worth staying. Tell him what you know and demand that he kiss your ass or you leaving. It's not just his fault cause you gave up too."

"Yeah."

"This cucumber is about to make me cum I swear." I say.

"This bitch fucking a cucumber." Cammie snaps like I'm simple enough to fucking do it.

Hydia laughs really hard. "Oh please."

"I'm eating it." I bark.

"Kinky pregnant mind." Cammie says.

Hydia laughs some more. I roll my eyes and hang up. I look at my office door. Jamaal walks into it slowly staring at me.

"Why aren't you answering? Why the fuck you hung up like that? I thought something was wrong with you. Is something wrong with you?"

I shrug. "I didn't want to talk to you anymore."

"You could have fucking said that." He spats.

"Oh." I say surprised. "Excuse me."

He takes his phone out of his pocket. "Yeah its fine. Yeah. Aight. Tomorrow is fine. Thanks."

"Why are you all shitty acting? Leave."

"Are you eating a cucumber?"

I drop it into the container. "Maybe it's a dick I really want."

"What?"

I answer my phone. "Robeson speaking."

"This is Micheal Paul. I'm returning your call about that contract."

"You signing it or wasting my time?"

He chuckles a bit. "I'm trying to tell my manager about it but I don't remember the shit so yeah."

I sigh. "So yeah you wasting my time. Got it. Wait on the phone for my assistant." I hang up the phone on him.

"Did..." Jamaal walks over towards the phone. "Who did you hang up on?"

"He not serious about a damn contract. Michael something."

Jamaal gets in my face. "I left my meeting with Bryant Knightley to see what's wrong with your ass. You need to get your shit together."

"I will after I have this baby."

"We can't afford that. Get your shit together."

I touch his cheek. "You smell good."

He smiles. "Thanks."

"Maybe we can do a personal date or something."

"You can sleep over to my house and we do breakfast in the morning."

"My house is better." I say touching his chest.

He looks down. "I redecorated my place. You will like it."

I shrug. "I don't know. I doubt it is impressive."

"Try it."

"Eat this cucumber so you smell like it."

He looks into my eyes then laughs as he stands up. "I heard of freaky pregnant women but what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Maybe if we work together things won't be shit."

He bites the cucumber and shrug. "No. In a few months people will automatically know you pregnant and excuse your extra bitchiness."

I stand up and kiss him. He did smell like a cucumber and whatever delicious cologne he had on. He chuckles a bit eating the cucumber. I walk away from him smiling. Jamaal is fucking hopeless. I rub my stomach looking in the mirror.

"You haven't proposed to me yet." I say turning to him.

He opens my desk drawer pulling out a velvet box. He unlocks it, turns it to me, then opens it. I stare at him. He so fucking hopeless. What has this been the entire time? A fucking trap maybe? I put my hands on my hips.

"Your infatuation with me is actually kinda touching." I say.

"Infatuation? Naw."

I roll my eyes. "Right your obsession with your mother who is me."

He makes the box open out displaying more ring choices. "Want me to get on my knee?"

"Do it." I nod. "Schedule a dinner with my parents. A nice one. I might be showing next week."

"Please."

I dismiss that. "Have you told that cute faced little me yet?"

"She will tell my parents first chance she gets."

"When will they find out?"

He shrugs. "Don't know."

"It's strange... Jamaal if you cheat on me without permission anytime during your life I will have you anally raped by a small midget with a big dick."

"Permission?"

"Little person with a big dick." I nod.

He sits down at my desk. "Don't hold back the good gossip."

I roll my eyes walking to the desk. "Same old bitch."

"Me? Yeah." He says eating the nasty cucumber.

"Mhm." I say looking at the beautiful rings.

Marco

"Why is my baby sleeping on the floor?" Hydia asks picking him up off the floor.

He jumps out his sleep looking at her. He starts crying then looks back at me. Hydia puts him on the chair and kisses his forehead. He watches me drifting off to sleep like her kisses are hypnotizing.

"You can't talk?" She snaps turning around.

"You ain't ask a question that needs an answer."

She rolls her eyes. "Hello? I didn't know who you was. I got headphones in." She laughs. "I don't know. Airpods. Whatever. I'll call you later. I will. Bye."

I erase my phone completely. I never sent any of my shit to the cloud. Text messages and all that shit always got deleted daily. Hydia grabs the folder that the divorce papers were in. I sigh as she takes them into the kitchen. I don't know what to say to her. I'm sorry. I'm a sorry fucking asshole. This the first time I seen her in a week. No Hello or nothing. My mind jumps to her phone call just now. Who the fuck was she talking to? They wanted a special greeting? Short conversation. Promise to call later.

"Why are you crying?" She spats. Very cold for her usually bubbly personality.

"Ike talked to me."

She smiles suddenly. "We are moving to California for a few months. I want him to be close to Lane. He really connects with him and they get each other. I don't know but in the last month he has spoken out loud more than... well he never talked."

"We can't afford California." I snap.

"I'm not asking you to afford nothing." She says with one hand on her hip. "I have more than enough to do it on my own."

A blanket of anger comes over me making me stand up. "Sounds like you planned to fucking leave me."

She shrugs like so. "I did."

"Wha?" I say knocked down by her words and attitude.

"You need to get tested."

"Tested?" I throw my hands up. "What the fuck for?"

She sucks her teeth turning her lips up. "I don't know if I want to do this."

I narrow my eyes at her. "Do what man?"

"You not even in this marriage. We can just continue like so. Ike needs you around. He seems to be okay with how much he sees you. So just continue like that. I don't want to do this. Try." She chuckles then shake her head. "Those therapist were wrong about him. He wanted a real friend. Not one that we picked out. I don't blame him. Real is better. True bonds feel better."

"You not in this fucking marriage either. Don't try that shit."

She crosses her arms. "I'm supposed to figure out my own faults and point them out to myself? I'm supposed to fix me and you in this? That's a gotdamn question that needs an answer."

"I don't want to argue with you."

"Right. That's what you always say." She walks away. "We having meatball subs for dinner."

I put my hand on my forehead pulling my skin back trying to relieve the pressure. My head is killing me all of a sudden. What was I thinking? I get rid of my outside shit and it's happily ever after? I don't know how to fix my marriage. I didn't when I stepped outside of it and I don't now. All of my friends are single or divorced military idiots who egged on cheating and said fuck her. I could afford California. I walk into the kitchen. She is washing dishes. I lean on the counter next to her. I try to suppress my overwhelming emotion.

"The first sentence my son said to me is Mommy getting a divorce. Not what's up Dad or fuck you nigga."

She just keeps washing the dishes. I shake my head. I look at her phone and notice that she was talking to someone. That fucking pisses me off. I knock it over into the sink of running water. She gasps and reaches into the sink to grab it. It's just running water. They waterproof.

"You asshole." She snaps walking away.

"Mommi." I say grabbing her arm. "Siento."

She pulls away from me. "Get off me."

"Siento, si?"

"Marco." She turns to push me.

I step into her grabbing her waist and pulling her to me so she couldn't push me.

"Okay. Bye." She says crying.

"I apologize."

She tries to get away from me. "I heard you the first time."

"But you not hearing me. You not saying shit."

"Because I don't want to go through this with you." She snaps.

I try to kiss her. She slaps the shit out of me like I'm a fucking stranger at a bar. I let her go livid. What the fuck was the point of that? She tries to walk away again. I follow behind her stopping her from slamming the door in my face.

"I've been erasing your shit for years. I'm fucking tired of it. I'm tired of arguing with you over the wrong shit."

"Lets argue about the right shit." I push the door open.

She rolls her eyes. "I no longer have the energy."

"This shit is depressing. I hate coming home. Coming home to go to fucking appointments cause my child broke. My wife occupied by anything else besides me. Now you go and wrap yourself up in your family/celebrity shit."

"Then leave Marco." She snaps.

I blow frustrated. "I just want you."

"Me?"

"Yeah." I say touching her hips lightly.

She rolls her eyes. "It's always me trying and me going out of my way. I was even willing to follow you to fucking Mexico. Like what the fuck? I'm always trying. I'm tried of this shit. I say that I want to move for our son and you make it about finances and yourself. Fuck you if I need permission to help our son. Your fucking burden."

"No." I say mad. "I never..."

"What? You never what?" She retorts with her hand on her hip.

I shrug. I did say that. I drop my head and shrug again. "I'll try alone."

"Try alone? Try what alone?"

"To fix us." I say sincerely. I'm defeated.

She wasn't fucking buying it. "How the fuck you gonna do that?"

Damn. She really mad at me. I don't fucking know.

"California is affordable."

"I told you I didn't need for you to agree."

I sigh. "I'm switching my phone back to the family plan."

"How convenient? Why weren't you on it again?"

"My phone broke in Mexico so..." It's a test. Fucking bitch. "I didn't want you checking the phone bill and shit."

She makes a noise turning up her lips. "Get tested."

"Tested? What do I have?"

"Some fucking stripper cooties. Who the fuck knows?"

I scrunch up my face. "You think I'm stupid enough to fuck a stripper raw?"

"You stupid enough to fuck a stripper. Who gives a damn how stupid you are after that low shit."

I take the blow. "Fine if that's what you want."

She walks pass me going into the kitchen. I put my head on the wall and breath deeply. Just calm down and think. Get your wife back. Stop doing dumb shit. I walk into the kitchen.

"I can wash those dishes." I say.

"What?" She turns the water off.

"I'll wash the dishes and cook."

She stares at me. "You gonna cook meatballs?"

I look at the stuff on the counter. "It's not from a bag?"

"No."

"Oh naw I don't know."

"Don't worry about it."

I step over to the sink. "I mean if you season it, I can make it round and fry them."

"All the work will be done."

I turn the water on. "If there's a chance to fix our marriage you have to at least accept me fixing it."

"I'm pissed the fuck off and I don't want to let you just charm your way out of it."

"Lo Siento." I say then start washing the pot.

Ike walks into the kitchen staring at me. I pout then cut my eyes at his mama. He starts whining and walks over to her sticking himself to her side. She kneels down kissing his cheek and rubbing his back.

"You want a snack. I'm cooking your favorite. Meatball subs."

"Yes." He says smiling.

She kisses him then stands up. "I got you some cheese sticks. Which snack?"

He takes the cheese stick and walks away. He spins around. "Thank you."

"You welcome." She wipes her face.

"Is you happy?" He asks.

She nods. "Yes."

He runs away. "Because I talked to Mommy? Yeah."

"You still love me?" I say after it was silent for a while.

I look around the kitchen. Her ass is in here. Not playing me any attention. More than likely on purpose. She loves me. We been together for a minute. I walk up behind her wrapping my arms around her belly putting my chin on her shoulder. I let her go standing up and looking down at her body. When the hell she lost all that damn weight?

"Lose your 5 year old baby weight then get rid of your man."

"With military benefits."

I put my arms back around her. "You my girl."

She aggressively slams the crackers against the counter breaking them up. I kiss her ear resting my head there. She keeps cooking like I'm not there. I rest my hands on her hips then standing up pushing against her hips. I go back to washing the dishes. A few minutes later Ike comes whining in the kitchen. He eats some of the crushed crackers then stands there next to her on his tablet.

[cherrykcrunch]

Gotta love when some miserable bitch strings someone along for years. Convinces someone (let's say P) to spend 20 thousand on some property hours away that doesn't get used, dumps her two adult children at P's house (supposed to be temporary but they aren't going anywhere it's been about 2-3 years of this - as far as I know only one pays rent neither works) gives her one kid who barely cares for himself and has deplorable hygiene a cat that he clearly doesn't know how to take care of (it's not been properly socialized with people, attacks me when I go downstairs pisses and shits all around the main floor and basement (P's room is in the basement also). And now this woman is trying to fuck with the one room we're using for storage that's safe from that fucking cat - 'oh my son needs that room' because she wants to weasel her fat stupid ass into living here too (there's one shower and 5 people, kitchen is already crowded with stuff I will literally kill someone I already get extremely frustrated with the amount of people in the house and she's a bitter nasty piece of work - first time I met her I said hello and she just fucking glared at me for no reason and didn't respond)

So anyways big vague rant but uh, I hate manipulative parasitic people who string a nice person along and take advantage at every fucking opportunity because it's not fair - and It clearly holds P back and decreases his quality of life. (When he already struggles with what I think might be undiagnosed depression and some hoarding tendencies)

[jaca-rein-369]

Husbands' Best friend

Warnings: cheating, asshole husband, abuse

Quick summary: y/n is a young 25 year old married to her asshole husband when she was 19 and she has known he was cheating for a year Maby more before he was caught she was hurt but still wanted her son to be with his father but after her husband comes home late drunk and dinner wasn't on the table he hits her but she was used to it but it was the first time he has tried to hit Joesph so she grabs her and her sons stuff and runs to her husband's best friend.

"Mmh" I groan feeling the bed move and look over seeing my husband putting a watch a shoes on for work

"So you finally awake surprising" he says I roll my eyes

"Why do I need to be awake at 5:00 in the morning" I ask He knows I prefer to sleep in and I'm not a good morning person

" well I would be nice for once my Wife to make me breakfast" he says

"I cook you lunch a bring it to you at the office and make sure dinners is always set and ready when you get home and I still work and take care of are son that you never spend time with what is wrong wanting a little more sleep" I say to him sitting up know

"What ever and I do spend time with are son If he even is mine" he says and I'm pissed

" your one to fucking talk for all I know that girl or your bitch could be pregnant" I say wanting to cry

"Your impossible you know what at least she takes care of herself and her body" he says while getting up taking his brief case and leaving I sit in the bed crying the man I loved and the father of my son is a cruel hateful man as I'm crying I hear

" mommy why are you crying" my son Asks hugging me

"Notheing baby me and your dad just got some bad news" I tell him rubbing his face this beautiful baby boy that looks like me thank God

"Pls don't lie mommy he hurt you again don't worry mommy when I become big and strong I will protect you" he says I smile how did I get so lucky with this boy we cuddle and sleep in a little more today

(Y/n son his name will be Joseph)

(2 weeks later)

We were waiting for Don to get home but it's now 12:00 at night joesph is asleep but I was down stairs watching TV when I here the door slammed open I jump up and go look to see what happened and see a very very drunk Don he looks up and looks pissed he stomps up to me and looks into the kitchen

" WERE IS DINNER YOU FAT HOG" he yells in my face I whimper

" your late we have dinner at 9:00 it's 12:00 Don we saved you some it's ine the microwave " I tell him he it fumming and then a hard back hand connected with the left side of mi face I fall to the floor crying holding my cheek

" WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU  IM THE MAN OF THIS HOUSE YOU OBAY ME AND YOU WAIT TILL I EAT WERES THAT STUPID BOY" he screams for joesph to come down stairs

" No leave him out of this Don" I tell him looking up he started up stairs I run after him trying g to pull him back he slammed me to the wall choking me

" Don Don please leave home out of this.......... I can't breathe " he let's me go but continued up stairs when he sees joesph at the top

" GET DOWN HERE BOY"  joesph comes down I shake my head no he stops and Don turns to me and pushes me down the stairs I hit the bottom and little dizzy

"MOMMY LET ME GO MOMMY"  I hear my son yell I get up seeing my worst fear he was going to beat joesph I grab a glass art piece run up stairs and slam it into the back of his head he fell unconscious on the stairs I hug my son

" I'm so sorry baby we are leaving I need you to go pack your stuff please baby" he nods and hugs me again and runs to go pack I do the same I grab clothes my bathroom supplies and my important files with banking and hospital documents my money and shit like that I run to my sons room he is stuffing things in his suitcase I help him we run down stairs Don still knocked out we put are shoes on I grab my keys and we get out

I'm driving and I don't know were to go I can't believe we left were free I reach over holding my sons hand

And my phone rings it's Ethan Don's bestfriend and business partner we were all friends since high school I pick up

" hi Ethan " I say My voice cracks because of crying

" y/n what is wrong" he asks worried

"I....um can me a joesph come over for tonight I will explain there " I ask him

" of course I will meet you out side" he say

" ok I will see you soon "I say hanging up

" mommy don't worry we will be fine your stong and I'm strong because of you" joesph tells me I tear up again

" how did I get so blessed with you as my son" I ask

" the same way I got blessed with the best mother" I pull him to my side as much as I can

(At Ethans house)

We pull up and there he is he opens joesph door and goes wide eyed at my face I can only imagine how bad I look

"My God y/n what happened" he asks scared

" I will tell you everything but first can we get everything inside and joesph into bed" I ask turning the car off he nod and picks joesph up holding him close to his chest I get out and grab are bag lock the car and go inside

As we are inside joesph is in bed I put are bags in the bed room and go to the living room sitting next to Ethan

" tell me what happened y/n" Ethan asks I start to tear up

" it was Don" I say explaining the hole thing that happened crying by time I was done

" h-he hits you to" I shake my head

" only me he as never tryed to hit joesph till tonight and he won't get another chance I'm going to file for divorce tomorrow" I tell him

" you can stay with me for as long as you need um are you going to take him to Cort for abuse" I nod

" I have proof every time he has ever hit me I have photos of the marks and a voice recording of him yelling at me and joesph are old maid Lina said she would back me up she saw him hit me once" I tell him the truth

" I will back you up to I didn't know who I was working with this hole time I'm so sorry I never helped or was there" he said putting I

His head down I rub his back

" your here now and thank you for letting me a joesph stay the night" I thank him he then hugs Me I lay my head on his chest and arms around his torso his arms around my waist

"You to are staying with me till your back on your feet physically and mentally " he says kissing my head if I'm telling the truth I was blushing and that I have had a crush on Ethan for a year but I was still married to Don I had the urge to tell him

" Ethan can I tell you something" I look up at him still rapped in each other's arms

" of course what is it"

" um I've liked you for a while now I mean like like you" I tell him I expect him to be shocked or discusted but no he smiles

" I've liked liked you for a while to pisses me off I didn't protect you and joesph " I smile and hug him around the shoulders tight making us fall on the couch we laugh and then I yawn

" you should get to bed" he say we stand up I nod

" momma" I hear and turn around seeing a tired joesph I feel bad we must have woke him up

" yes baby what's wrong" I ask walking up to him he hugs me around the waist

" I can sleep will you hold me while I do" I smile when he was a baby he could never sleep with out me holding him I nod

" yes baby come on good night Ethan and thank you again" he nods smiled at me and joesph we go to bed I hold joesph close he falls asleep immediately but I can't sleep I'm scared Don will come but I hear a knock I look at the door seeing Ethan

" can't sleep can you" he asked I nod He walks over and gets into bed and holds me and joesph I feel comfortable and safe immediately

" thank you" I say

" any time babygirl" I hear him say before I fall asleep thinking maby we could have a happy life with Ethan

The end