#i keep going: gosh i feel like they should have a bad ex... but then I'd have to MAKE this character

[invisiblesketches]

Why most of my characters are arospec:

I'm aro and as such, most romantic interactions they'd have would be written through my aro lens

Them being allo means creating crushes/exes and I'm too lazy to make new characters

[fortheloveoffanfic]

What if this is the last time I see you?

Hozier x fem!reader

Author's note: I'm sorry that I haven't finished one angsty story before forcing another onto you. But this one is shorter, I promise.

Summary: A chance run-in between exes at the farmers market leaves Andrew wondering if he’ll be okay never seeing Y/n again. Part 1 of 2.

Warnings: ANGST

At first, Andrew thinks his eyes must be playing tricks on him. But the longer he stares, the more it makes sense – and the more it makes sense, the more he is convinced. A pop-up farmers market, a fruit vendor selling an assortment of brightly coloured, sure-to-be sweet, freshly picked fruit. Or so he says.

She’s wearing a jacket that he swears he’s seen before, but it could’ve very well been on a mannequin in a store front and not in her closet – or on her body.

But he’s certain that its her. She’s carrying the basket in a way that’s all too familiar. She’s looking at strawberries and those are her favorite in the summer. It must be her.

So it must be divine intervention that he drove past the farmers market and decided to stop, because Andrew usually gets his produce at the grocery store, on the occasion that he’s home for long enough to do his own shopping.

Setting down the bright, glossy apple he’d been holding onto for a criminally long period, he inches towards her little section of the booth, debating what he should say. ‘Hi’ doesn’t feel like enough, but he fears that if he takes a chance with anything more he might stomp all over their impromptu reunion. He doesn’t want to be too much;

What a funny thought, he thinks. Considering the whole reason for their end was because he wasn’t enough.

Well, that might be a bit of an unfair distribution of blame. He’s pretty good at playing the victim where the demise of their relationship is concerned.

By the time he reaches her, Y/n has already placed a few strawberries into a plastic baggie and is looking for a few more to round off her purchase. And he settles on the very measly and shamefully uneventful; “hey.”

Surprised, Y/n jumps slightly and twists to face him, eyes going wide. “Andy, oh my gosh, hey.” She hesitates for a moment before reaching out for a hug that becomes quite a clumsy endeavor. They don’t seem to know each other as well as they used to; he can’t tell if she’s reaching for his neck or midsection, so their limbs get tangled in a strange manner. “Sorry,” she mumbles bashfully when the whole thing goes on for longer than any ‘I haven’t seen you in five years’ hug should take.

Shrugging off the unwarranted apology, Andrew stuffs his hands into the pockets of his dark jeans in an effort to keep himself from touching her again. “How have you been?” He tries to sound nonchalant, but his gaze drips to her left hand, looking for any sign of a ring. And when there isn’t one, he feels a knot in his chest loosen a little.

“I’ve been….” Y/n trails off, as if the question is the hardest one she’s been asked in a while. In some ways, she supposes it is. Is she supposed to lie to Andrew? Tell him she’s fine and happy and her life is going fantastically well when the truth is she hasn’t been able to scrub the memory of him from her mind and she still buys his favorite brand of tea because when it brews, the smell makes her house feel a little more like home. “I’ve been alright,” its something between the truth and any lie she can tell; she is alright. Alive and healthy, if only a little sad sometimes – but who isn’t, right? “You?”

Andrew fumbles with his words, he’s not sure why but the question feels almost taunting. Why would she throw that back to him? Why wouldn’t she just assume that she’s stowed the best of him into a box and taken it along with her? Everyone else sees it, they tell him he hasn’t looked the same since she left, that he talks differently and he’s truly a little depressing to be around sometimes. “I’m…..okay.” Just okay – not good, not bad, but somewhere in limbo, surviving.

At his response, Y/n nods absently. God, he wishes he knew what that meant. He wishes he still knew her well enough to know what anything she does means. There used to be things that only he understood about Y/n. There’s a version of her in his mind that still whispers in the dark, even if they’re the only people in the room, and ensures all the cutlery in the drawer is packed in the same direction. There’s a version of her that might have tilted her head at his response, and told him that she knows that ‘okay’ is never just ‘okay.���

But this is someone else, someone he doesn’t know. But he loves her anyway.

He’ll love every version of her. But at least he’s only lost one.

“You’re probably the last person I’d expect to run into, here especially,” but maybe she doesn’t really know him that well anymore. Maybe he goes to the farmer’s market every Sunday now and they’ve just been missing each other.

Maybe he goes with his girlfriend - a wife even -and right now she's at another vendor. She's going to be back soon. And she'll be beautiful and Y/n will think; no wonder he let me go so easily, because he knew there was better was out there.

Shaking off the unsettling thought, Y/n adds, “you used to get everything at the grocery store.”

“You used to grow everything yourself,” he notes, not maliciously though. It's really just an innocent observation; he wonders why she stopped.

“I guess…..we’ve changed,” Y/n muses, and a little sliver of her wonders if they’ve changed enough to make it work for a second time around.

“Not too much, I hope,” but what he really means to say is; ‘I hope we’re still the kind of people that can love each other.’ “Ehm,” he clears his throat softly, and finally gathers the courage to ask what he’d been thinking about since he discreetly examined her finger, “seeing anyone?”

What a question! Simultaneously, it makes her want to laugh and cry. “Not right now, no.” Of course, she’s seen other people since their break-up, but nothing ever sticks, and that might be because every man is now measured to Andrew; does it taste the same when they kiss her? Hold her hand the way he used to? Do they tell the same sort of jokes or thread their fingers through her hair before falling asleep? “What about you?”

Andrew waves his hand dismissively, “no one serious,” there isn't really anyone at all, but he doesn’t want to seem like he’s a complete wreck and one more white lie can’t hurt.

“Good,” the word slips out almost without thought, and Y/n quickly shakes her head when Andrew arches a brow. He isn't supposed to know that she's relieved; that he just quashed one of her biggest fears - that there's another woman that knows him as well as she does, but couldn't love him half as much, “well....not good. Just you know….you’re good at being on your own,” he was pretty damn good on his own even when they lived in the same house, “so I’m sure you’re doing good,” god, she wishes she had stopped talking three minutes ago.

Hesitating, he bites his tongue as the urge to tell her that he's not okay and it's all her fault wells up. Didn’t she see the lie in his eyes when he said he was okay? Is he that much of a stranger to her now?

Again, Andrew shrugs halfheartedly, “I’ve been okay,” he repeats before pressing his lips into a thin line. He doesn’t trust himself to add anything more, because then he’ll say he still misses her and its been far too long for him to still be mourning an empty side of the bed and the sound of her laughter in the drawing room.

He shouldn’t still go into his home studio and still expect her to come trailing after him, armed with a book with the intention of curling up on the sofa that gets just the right amount of noon sun. He shouldn't miss the way she looks while humming along softly to what he's working on, blanket draped on her folded legs, hazy light washing her face - he shouldn’t have left her blanket there after all this time.

He shouldn’t even be thinking about it, because the more he does, the more he wants to tell her. Beg Y/n to come back – to take him back because he’s really only half himself without her.

“I should let you –”

“You probably have –”

“Sorry.” Another clumsy, awkward apology, this one in aching unison. There’s silence for a while, and Y/n tugs her lower lip between her teeth. In a way, it feels like they’ve been standing there for too long, at least, like this. Not knowing what to say to each other, with the nails of her free hand digging into her palm so she doesn’t reach out to touch his arm. It shouldn’t be like this, she never wanted them to come to this; reduced to two awfully familiar strangers. “I should um….I have to….go…” She goes to say home, but the word doesn’t come, “I gotta go, Andrew.”

Swallowing the lump that’s been caught in his throat since he first saw fifteen minutes earlier, Andrew nods stiffly. “Of course,” he breathes. The last thing he wants is for her to leave, but he doesn’t really have any right to keep her. “I’ll leave you to it.” They both nod that time, shy and unsure but no one leaves. Not immediately. His eyes stay matching hers, and there’s a hundred things weighing down the tip of his tongue, but clinging to it like molten sugar.

I'm sorry I let you walk out, I'm sorry about everything. I still keep your ring in my nightstand, just in case. My mom still asks about you. I should've been better, let you in and I know that now. I'd do it now. I'm actually horrible on my own now, because you've ruined me in the best way - and the worst. But he doesn't say any of it; the moment is long gone and his pride does a pretty good job at keeping him quiet.

A shuddered breath escapes her lips upon realizing that she actually hasn’t moved an inch; Y/n doesn’t think she can be the one to bring herself to leave this time. She doesn't want to turn her back to him again. So she lingers, and she swears roots are sprouting from the soles of her feet, keeping her in place, staring into his eyes because lost in them is suddenly the only place she wants to be.

“I should go,” he eventually determines, glancing away. Though, the minute he says it, Andrew is lashed with immediate regret; he does not want to go. He doesn’t want to leave, but he suspects that this time its entirely on him to turn around and walk away.

“Right, right,” Y/n blinks quickly, then, just as he’s about to turn, she interjects, if only for the purpose of holding him there a little longer, “it was really nice seeing you.”

He nods, but doesn’t say anything, not right then. Though, when he turns away and starts retreating to the other end of the small tent, squinting his eyes at the midday sun, catching him square in the face, he pauses. Throwing a cautious backwards glance her way, he finds that Y/n has returned to picking out strawberries and on a whim, Andrew finally allows himself a singular moment of weakness – perhaps in a way of giving her what she’s wanted since their very last fight. “I’ve missed you,” he utters.

Y/n’s head snaps up just as she hands the bag over to the vendor for weighting, “what?” Her brows are furrowed and her lips are slightly agape.

Hating the sudden vulnerability that comes with those three little words, he shakes his head, “nothing. I’ll see you around,” he spares her a short wave, and she does the same.

After that, not a single word is traded between them again; Y/n pays, plops the bag into her basket, and walks off, and he watches her go. There’s a sinking feeling in his chest as she weaves her way through the busy market, and there’s a strange sort of finality in the moment where the last inkling of her green jacket disappears.

What if he never sees her again? What if that moment, in that tent, surrounded by fruits honeyed by summer’s warmth and the bitter heartache of something unfinished, constitutes the last fifteen minutes they will ever share?

What if she’s gone from his life forever and he’s damned to an eternity spent looking at her pictures and never hearing her voice again? Wondering what she’s doing and if she’s finally moved on from him?

Can he survive it? Truly? Without feeling like a shell just being shuffled around by the wind?

Returning to the assortment of ruby-toned apples, he struggles to escape the onslaught in his mind and Andrew finds himself unable to choose any, not even one, so he goes with strawberries instead.

To be continued.....

[needtotouchsomegrass]

Levi x Reader | Office au | smut | tw: 18+

Word count: 3k +

What would you do if you’re cold hearted, hot boss would walk in on you while playing with yourself in the office?……

tw: smut | sex | office sex | praising

It’s another Monday night at the office. I’m working late to make sure I’ll able to hand in that one sports article by midnight. All of my friends and colleagues have left already to be with their families and friends.

No one’s waiting for me, so I can definitely pull a night shift. Won’t be able to push this article further anyways. Boss would get super mad.

I sigh rubbing my temples. It’s only 09:35pm and I still got about 2000 words to write. Ugh. I hate this job - I don’t - I hate the fact that I procrastinate until I’m so stressed out I don’t get anything done.

I sigh again feeling the wetness between my legs. I have been sitting here all day. My thighs rubbing against each other.

It’s been some time since I’ve slept with someone. After my stupider ex fiancé left me for someone half my age I haven’t felt the confidence to go out and meet new people.

I’m too old for that anyways. Turning 35 in October means it’s time to get a dog - a golden retriever for sure.

I sigh. 09:38pm.

I move my hips from side to side , grinding back in forth in my chair to loose up my back and legs. Gosh I need Sex! I close my eyes intensifying my movements until I feel myself getting wetter.

I take a look around the office - no one’s here. That means no one’s gonna know too. It’s just me. By myself.

I get up from my desk and walk along the hall. Some coworkers tend to need space from their desks every now and then so my boss got us spare rooms where we can hang out and relax to get a clear mind before returning to work.

Entering one of the rooms I close the door. Exhaling loudly I lean against it with my back.

Is this a good idea? Should I really do it here? Well, who’s gonna stop me? Jesus? No!! Man never existed.

I set myself down on one of the free desks standing around, leaning against it with my back, letting my hands slide over my body. Grabbing my boobs. Damn I have wonderful tits. My ass ain’t that bad either.

My head falls back while my hands run along my curves.

I close my eyes sliding my hand in between my skin and underwear. A gasp leaving my mouth as I realize how wet I am, feeling it literally drip down my folds.

I massage my tits as I run my fingers along my wetness. My bottomlip trembling.

My fingertips circle my clit having me legs shudder. I push a finger in and moan, not able to hold myself back any longer. Having something inside me after such a long time feels heavenly.

A second finger. Just the right length to hit the spot that’s driving me crazy.

I start pushing in and out of myself consistently at a quicker pace, gaining wet sounds from my pussy.

This feels too good to be true.

My head falls back. The air getting hotter and thicker around me as I keep hitting my weak spot.

Suddenly the door opens making me halt in all of my movements.

I squeeze my eyes shut not able to face the person entering. Shit shit shit. Fuck fuck fuck.

“Seems like you’re enjoying yourself”, a deep male voice. Footsteps edge closer to where I’m standing, glued to the desk, hands still on myself

He must be standing right in front me now. I can smell his perfume. Woody, clean.

I feel the table shift on both of my sides , “that’s quite the nasty thing to do in my office”, he’s so close I feel his breathe on my nose. There’s a heat radiating of him.

Did he say his office??! It can’t be, can it?

I open my eyes and meet my boss’s gaze. His steel blue eyes staring in mine.

They’re really pretty up close.

My eyes widen as I realize what situation I’m in.

His tall, brought figure leaning above me. His shirt half unbuttoned, eyes deep , breathe as heavy as my own.

“Sir I -“, I try to explain as he presses bis lips onto mine. His hands slide around my waist pulling me against him. Hand gripping one of my ass cheeks as his tongue meets mine, having me moan into his mouth.

His lips leave mine and travel along my throat and collarbone.

“You’re wearing too much”, he whispers before pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it to the ground.

His eyes wander across my body. Something in his gaze seems impressed.

He cups my breast with his hand, mouth sucking and biting on my nipple. I wrap my arms around his neck, running my hands through his ash black hair.

His tongue wanders up my body again. I moan as he continues to suck and bite on my sensitive skin.

He backs away, lips plump and red, cheeks flushed, hair messy.

I try to catch my breath to ask if there is something wrong. Except for literally what we’re doing right now.

I gasp as he lifts me up setting my down in top of the desk, towering over me.

He pushes my legs open, skirt further up, before kneeling down.

“Oh god, no!”

I place my hands in front of myself realizing what he’s about to do.

He furrows his brows giving me a questioning look.

“What’s the matter?” “I - ugh you can’t just do this.” “Why?” “It’s wrong. You’re my ….boss.”

His hands cup my ass while he’s still kneeling between my legs.

He chuckles. Obviously finding this while chaos way more entertaining than I am.

“You’re Right. I am your boss. That means you do what I say. And right now I want you to take your pretty little hands out of my way.”

His voice is deep and raspy but yet calm and collected.

My heart beats faster in my chest.

I move my hands to my sides looking away to avoid his gaze.

He chuckles again. This time darker and more to himself.

His hands wrap around my thighs keeping my legs opened.

I feel his breath on me as his face moves closer to where I’m aching the most.

A loud gasp leaves my mouth as his tongue runs along my inner thigh before leaving a hickey right next to my entrance - where the skin is the most sensitive.

He’s slow and tentatively getting closer to my cunt as if to find out what pleasures me.

My head falls back as he licks a long my folds. So slowly that I can’t help but arch my back trying to get away. Too bad that his grip on my thighs is so tight it won’t let me move an inch - probably gonna be bruised tomorrow thanks boss.

His tongue starts to move faster, circling around my clit. “Ugh please no - ah”.

I hear him chuckle, feeling his smile against my skin.

He gets up to his feet gaze locked on me as he loosens his belt.

“You’re a mess y/n”, he grins.

He’s right. Even though I can’t see it I can feel how turned on I am.

I watch him getting rid of his belt, veins showing on his hands as he does it.

He inches closer, standing between my legs.

“I need your consent.”

I meet his eyes. They’re sincere with a dark spark in them.

“Mr. Ackerman, I’m all yours for tonight.”

He chuckles, showing his dimples.

God this man is attractive. How did I never notice?

“Levi”, he says. “Alright Levi”, I say with a smirk on my face “you have my consent.”

And with that his lips crash into mine as if I’d just released a wild animal. His hands everywhere, making sure to touch every part of my body.

His hand slides into his boxers pulling out his length.

He aligns himself with me, his hand cupping my cheek as his eyes lock onto mine.

I give him a short nod before his pushes himself inside me.

My head falls back, lips parting as he slides in deeper and deeper. His hands placed on my waist keeping me steady. He’s cursing to himself. Cute.

He inches closer and closer until he’s fully buried inside me. He holds still one hand moving up to my cheek again.

“Breathe. You okay?”

My eyes closed I feel myself stretching around his cock.

He’s huge. Holy fuck. I feel full.

“Hm”, I nod my eyes watery.

“Y/n it’s gonna stop to hurt.”

He starts to move slowly in and out having me moan with each thrust.

I bite my lip as he starts to do it faster. Soon the pain fades into pleasure.

Levi’s found a pace that does both of us well.

His lips find mine again as I wrap my arms and legs around him. I need this man. God how much I need him.

His trusts get rougher and deeper hitting every single spot possible.

My eyes water, emotions uncontrollable as his skin slaps against mine, both out breaths heavy. The air getting thicker and hotter around us.

Everything a blur.

“Levi I - fuck”, I breathe earning another grin from him.

His lips find my neck for the millionth time as he switches the pace to something more slow yet forceful.

I moan into his mouth every time he pushes his full length inside my dripping cunt.

He grunts.

He’s getting closer too.

Levi holds my legs up having me kay flat on the desk.

Is squeak as he slaps my ass.

His gaze meets mine, eyes dark, smirk playing around his lips as if he’s planing something.

My eyes roll back as he thrusts back inside my already well-fucked pussy. This time going even deeper and faster.

A tingling sensation builds up un my stomach growing with each of his thrusts.

My breath gets quicker, my hands holding onto the edge of the desk. Knuckles white.

His thrusts get rougher having me bite my lip, holding onto dear life.

I get closer and closer to the edge until it hits me.

My eyes roll back and my back arches as the orgasm washes over me. “Ugh fuck”, Levi groans as my walls squeeze him tight. He keeps going, my legs shaking in front of his chest.

I feel my cum dripping down between my ass cheeks. Whimpering with each trust. Tears forming in my eyes.

Levi continues to fuck me senseless until the feeling builds up again.

This time much more intense.

He places a soft kiss on my leg.

“Cum for me again princess.”

His thrusts get sloppier, faster and deeper having me moan his name with each one of them.

“Levi I -“, I gasp as he bottoms me out, twitching inside me. Head buried in the crook of my neck.

My back lifts off the desk again as another wave of satisfaction crashes into me. My vision blurry as tears form my eyes.

Levi whispers something I’m not able to hear due to the overstimulation hitting me.

He pulls out, my legs falling limp to both of my sides. Muscles to weak to keep them up any longer.

I exhale loudly heart pounding in my chest.

Levi chuckles standing between my legs. His eyes hover over my body as if he were an artist taking a look at his work.

“Y/n you’re beautiful.”

He helps me sit up. Holding me steady as my body adjusts to the position.

He cups my cheek gently wiping away one of the tears. Happy tears. I-just-had-really-good-overwhelming-sex tears.

“Y/n you’re a beautiful woman and I’d be stupid to let anyone fuck you like that other than myself.”

The end :) hehe

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[mlem2460]

EAHF:

switched at birth au & y it ADDS to the story instead of taking away fr it

1) i get y people dont like the 'apple & raven being switched at birth' reveal undermining their whole stances on the storybook & their destinies cause that WOULD BE redundant & a terrible execution HOWEVER

2) think of the ✨possibilities✨

3) of the absolute ABUNDANCE OF ARCS available to all after the reveal

raven's frustration at everyone FINALLY believing she can be good, but only because they are ONCE AGAIN reducing her to her BIOLOGY rather than her actual character n struggling the keep her stance for choice over destiny & running the risk of rejecting the acceptance that she's been chasing being within her reach for all the wrong reasons, (extra spice for having to face resentment from some rebels for her new storybook happy ever after & no longer being encouraged to have outbursts but expected to have the emotional intelligence of a white after being partially raised by the most deranged queen in history)

apple being left by so many royals (not all tho, be fr) for being 'evil' & not knowing if she should be upset cause yes: they're supposed to friends, but no: they are following their destinies as they should, but yes: if she's supposed to be evil now resentment is good-but in an evil way? cue a jekle&hyde level of seconded guessing & doubt because she was raised to be good & she has strived to be kind everyday of her life but now she has to be evil to follow her destiny & oh this feels horrible, should she apologize to raven for the pressure she placed on her?, but no she's evil now and she shouldn't apologize for anything ever, but she feels horrible, but if she's evil is she supposed to feel horrible?, or should it feel good to do bad?, what does she do??

royals having to decide if they're more committed to being good friends or following their destinies

rebels having to decide if they want their leader to sign for a happy ending most of them dont get, resent her for that same ending, or pressure her into staying a rebel the same way the were pressured to follow their destinies

dexter panicking cause yeah! raven is amazing & everyone should see it, but oh gosh pls dont let daring be her prince that would be too much, but he wasnt supposed to be prince charming either?!?

briar struggling to support her friend (cause obv she not abandoning apple) but not knowing how to help apple in her struggle to try to stick to being a royal as the new evil queen when she herself is a rebel

maddie being 10 toes down for her bestie since day one & accidentally wreaking havoc on royals who cant actually be mad cause that's the mad hatters daughter & trying to make her conform would encourage rebel ideals of going against ones destiny but HOW IS THE TEA ROOM UPSIDE DOWN & THE GOWNS OH FOR THE LOVE O-

royals, sidekicks, henchmen, villagers, etc all across the kingdom now having concerns about children whos traits dont line up with their parents or whatever else

i personally hope grimm has an aneurism

it's easy to say the evil queen switched them for sh*ts n giggles & thats fun for its own reasons BUT what about the infinite possibilities of other culprits??? snow white sees her daughter has dark magic? switched. whoever ravins dad is tryna get back at the evil queen? switched. random bumbling henchman/sidekick doing a lil whoopsie? switched. concerned citizen tries to keep innocent child fr the evil queen & the delirious post-labour evil queen tries to take back her child? switched. jealous ex-lover or bitter sidelined sibling/relative? switched. magic? switched. hotel? trivago switched.

A N D every characters stance, feelings, etc are changed depending on how & y the switch even happened in the first place

In Conclusion:

don't let this au flop because of poor execution

[c-h-i-m-es]

-person of interest

itoshi sae x f!reader

contents: aged up characters, mentions of alcohol, drunk conversation, some swearing

a/n; i just realized that you do grow apart from your close friends even if you try not to and it feels like shit. yikes!

sae may not come to you directly and hold you, but the guy has been keeping his eye on you ever since he saw you gulping down alcohol along with your friends.

he tries not to care about what you do and the state you are in. but it is hard to do so when you are the only person he finds himself looking at. he even has some other girl with him and he swears he is trying to let the girl distract him. 

and he tries, again, to convince himself that it is because the girl is just talking about herself and not because you are stealing all his attention. he sees you dancing with some guy and he shakes his head and looks away to try focus on the girl and drinks. 

thankfully oliver joins them in their seat with two girls all over him, talking about his next game, trying to impress the girls who are already ready to kill each other for him. 

“gosh oliver, you’re such a charmer.” one of the girl says with high pitched voice as she playfully hits his arm while the man just laughs. sae on the other hand, getting tired of the scene rolls his eyes and shakes his head, unconsciously bringing his eye back on the place you previously were, just to find you gone from there.

“should we go to the dance floor?” the girl besides him asks, her hands wrapping around his own. he nods his head and gets on his feet to get to the dance floor. oliver shouts at him something about enjoying himself with the girl which he decides to ignore.

he reaches the stairs to get down when he finds you walking up. he also notices the guy behind you, trying to grab your arm. “i said i don’t wanna talk to you so just get the fuck outta my sight.” you angrily spit the words out, doesn't make the guy walk away though.

just as you are about to walk away, you find sae's eyes. he didn’t fail to notice how your eyes quickly soften at his sight, “sae..” his name falls out of your lips so softly, he might just have failed to hear you with the loud music playing in the background.

he takes his hand out of the girl’s grip and take a step towards you, “you okay?” the girl with him could hear how his voice got soft and not the normal cold voice he talks in all the time. she tugs on his sleeve to take him with her but he just ignores her leaves her standing there like a fool.

you’d have notice that and felt bad for the girl, but you seem to have got lost in his eyes.

your ex found you and did not leave your side, saying how he wants to get back together with you. during all his talking about getting back together, that jerk seems to forget to look back on his action and continue on telling the break up was on you.

“y/n, come on let’s get out of here.” your ex’s voice brings you back to your senses and you furrow your brows at him, “what the fuck is wrong with this guy..” you push your hair away from your face and fully turn to him, “do i have to spell it for you that i don’t wanna waste my time on you?!” you don’t realize that you raised your voice at him but he was already on your nerves and was not budging away from you.

“y/n-” he tries to grab you but before he reaches you, sae grabs his wrist and stands in between you and your ex, “that’s enough dude, get away from her.” 

clicking his tongue, your ex places an arm on his shoulder, “look bro, i’m not into sharing and this does not concern you. so get away when i’m telling you nicely.”

sae harshly slaps the hand away from his shoulder, “don’t touch me with your filthy hands. i don’t plan on being the nice guy so..” he took a step in front of him, looking down at him, “get the fuck away from her before things gets messy.” the words come out of his lips like a venom and your ex curses under his breath before walking away.

he turns back to you, face nothing like how it was just a second away, “did he hurt you?” he asks getting closer to you. you just shake your head and he sighs, wrapping his arms around you and leading you away. the poor girl from earlier left standing there, long forgotten.

he takes you to their table where you find oliver making out with some other girl. “get your half naked ass away from here.” the two look up at him and oliver smirks once his eyes land on you. “let’s get some drink, doll.” he tells the girl and walks away from the two of you after winking at sae.

he plops himself on the couch and extends his arm, “come on y/n, you must be tired.” you take a seat next to him, really close to him.

“ugh my head is spinning.” you rest your head on his chest and get comfortable. his body gets tense but soon relaxes, wrapping his arm around you, “yeah no shit. i saw you gulping the vodka down.” he chuckles, “do you want me to order you lemonade?”

“what’s the time?” he is confused at your question but he lifts his hips to take his phone out of his pocket, “it’s almost two. why?” you lift your head and grab the beer can on the table and take a sip, “it’s still early and i’m not leaving without my girls you know. i can’t just leave them here.” you take another sip of the beer.

sae sighs and takes the beer out of your hand, “you’re already drunk y/n. you don’t wanna puke.” you chuckle and link your arms with his and link your fingers together. sae does circular motions on your hand while you tell him about when your friend was puking all the way while going down the stairs.

“but don’t worry i have never puked no matter how much i drank.” you look at him, finding his eyes already looking at you with the soft look that is not a sight most people get to see. 

he smiles and caresses your cheeks, “there’s a first time for everything sweetheart.” you are shocked at the words coming out of his mouth but looking at his face, seems like he is also shocked at the words he just let out.

it’s not everyday, it's like never, he calls someone with sweet pet names.

your face brightens up and you get on your feet, pulling him up with you, “let’s dance.” before he could refuse, you drag him with you down to the dance floor.

you get in a less crowded spot and wrap your arms around his neck, dancing to the beat. soon enough he gets comfortable and holds you close to himself and fulfills your demand of dancing. 

you don’t remember how long you two are on the dance floor, “sae!” you pull his face closer to your by his collar to whisper in his ears since the music was too loud, “i’m tired.” as soon as he hears you, he holds your hand and gets you out of the crowded dance floor and take you to the bar.

he gets you a can of beer by your request. he opens the can before handing it to you and you take a sip of the chilled drink. you both then go back to the table he booked, which is now occupied by some random people who are too drunk to care, and rest your body on the railing as you watch people enjoying themselves on the dance floor.

since there are a lot of other, drunk people near you, sae comes besides you and rests his arms on either sides of your body, keeping you between his arms. you bring the drink up to his lips for him to drink, which he does.

(oh my gosh i need to tell y’all about this. i am writing this from what i’ve experienced and let me tell you about when this particular thing happened to me. so like i bring the beer up to his lips and he literally chuckles and brings his lips closer to my ear and says that it’s an indirect kiss. lmao thinking back about it is making me giggle. but anyways enjoy!)

“i never knew you were such a drinker.” sae says as he watches you drink your beer. you look at him, “well that’s because you never really knew me baby.” you smile cheekily and give him the drink.

you are a little too drunk at this point to be aware of your actions and you stumble on a table behind you. looking at the people on the seat, you notice that two of your friends are with the some guys. (please i hope you understand this cause idk how to explain it. but like ya'll are in like the balcony seats? and it is not so spacious plus the place is crowded)

“hey girl~ you really disappeared with sae huh?” one of them, ruby, says while wiggling her brows at you. you look over at sae who was talking with someone, while he keeps his eyes on you most of the time. 

one of the guy takes your hand and helps you on his lap. you being a lil' too out of your mind let, use him as the couch and bring your focus back to your friends, “yeah i don’t know what happened.” the guy offered you his drink, “drink it babe.”

your drunk self takes his drink and takes a sip before sae comes and grabs your arm, pulling you out of the guy’s lap, “i’m taking her with me.” he simply says and walks away from the group.

“where are we going?” you are barely keeping your body straight up so the poor guy has to hold you up. he has his one arm around your waist and the other holding your arm, leading into a more wider space. 

there is a empty table, no people and no bottle or any belongings, “somewhere we can be alone.” he leads you to the table and makes you sit on the couch. he sits besides you and you rest your head on his chest, sleeping on him.

“tell me if you want a drink. don’t drink off of some random ape looking guy’s glass.” he strokes the hair strands falling onto your face away.

you lift your head and look at him, face so close that makes you tempted to kiss him, “why do you care anyways?” he doesn’t say anything and just looks at you. getting lost in his eyes, you close the gap between the two of you and let your lips land on his.

for a few seconds, sae goes still but just as you’re about to pull away, he holds you jaw and kisses you back. you move closer to him, almost sitting on his lap as your hands get tangled in his hair strands. 

he brings his hands on your hip, lifting you to make you sit on his lap. you pull away and look at him. he cups your face and strokes your cheek with his thumb, “why do i care y/n? wish i could answer you but i don’t know myself.” 

his forehead rests on yours and you lift his chin to make him look at you, “you get close to me and just when i think things are going well, you get distant. i don’t know what to think of that sae. you really confuse me.”

you maybe drunk but you know what you said, words are coming out of your lips on their own but they are all the things you’ve thought about for a long time. you might just regret this all tomorrow but for now you did not think about that.

“i.. i need a certain answer sae. it’s either you want to be with me or no.” he knows you are drunk but he can sense the seriousness in your tone.

“i do want to be with you y/n. i really do. but then i fear that if you get too close to me, i’ll lose you. and i don't wanna lose you-”

“sae you are not as bright as i thought you are.” your words make him confuse which make you chuckle, “i can’t believe we are having this conversation while i’m drunk.” you cup his face, “you need to give us a chance, sae. not everything goes the way you want but you should at least see how well we do together. we might need some time with each other, but that’s just how it goes.”

he sighs, “are those your genuine words or is it the alcohol speaking?”

“these are my genuine words. the alcohol is just giving me courage.” you look at his face, “don’t make me regret what i just said tomorrow.”

he chuckles, “i won’t, don’t worry y/n.” then he kisses you, really kisses you. it was so sweet and so perfect like it was meant to be.

you pull back with a smile, “i can’t believed i just had that conversation drunk.” chuckling, you rest your head on sae’s shoulder, “take me home?”

“sure thing princess.”

[ethanlvndry]

Ghostface!Wolfstar x fem!black!reader

Notes- This is an alt universe where wizards don't exist. It's just a boring 'ol human world. They, however, are still British in this fiction, but this did stem from the Woodsboro murders. Moony and Pads are both open with their relationship. Everybody envies their bonding tbh. They all suspect nothing from them when the murders started happening. This is a modern AU, so cellphones exist. Art by likeafunerall on ig

Warnings- blood, murder, gore, bloody s*x, Oral m, and f receiving. Crying, dub-con, noncon Padfoot watches his little evil bf enjoy himself. Double Penetration(anal/vaginal, Oral), Anal between Remus, and Siri. slapping, bruising. A whole bunch of dark shit. You get the point.

Summary-You get a text message from Lily, begging you to ditch your studies for one night and come to her boyfriends stupid party. You ended up going before the news would've prevented you from going when they showed another one of those silly costume murders. You end up enjoying your time there...but somethings off. You end up stemming off into a room where you see the unthinkable...

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"I'm still not going."

You say flatly.

" Ughhh, c'mon [Name]! You need to have some fun at least once a week!"

Lily yells into the phone, causing your mouth to upturn into a slight smirk.

"I'm having fun studying for the exam. I know I'll pass tomorrow."

You tease while twirling one of your braids around your freshly done acrylics.

"You always study, c'mon [Name] let's get you out and mingling, maybe you can get yourself a partner"

You laugh at her choice of using a partner to be inclusive to your other side, as the huge but greatly homophobic country of England would describe you.

Don't get confused, Lily, along with the other girls, have been very supportive of your coming about. But even though Dorcas and Mary are in a similar situation to you, they still act confused.

"Yeah, that can wait. I'm not even sure if I'll survive these murders long enough to get a hookup."

You can almost see Lily's scowl as she spoke her next words.

"Please [Name], don't say stuff like that. It isn't funny, nor is it charming."

You feel a pang in your heart as you remember what she felt like after the injury of Severus Snape, her little ex-friend. Even though their friendship had ended a while back. She still had a soft spot for him. Her heart especially broke when the doctors told us that he was lucky he survived.

"Sorry Lil's. That was stupid."

"It's fine, just please be careful. You know we all worry about you living the furthest from all of us. Even the boys!"

You roll your eyes at her naiveness. The only reason why they make it seem that way is because they care about Lily and her feelings. They don't give a shit about you. They ignore you whenever you hang out. And for some reason, that Sirius guy just rubs you the wrong way. He's always looking at you making faces, like he's wondering why you're still with the group or something. You choose to distance yourself from The Marauders and their silly reputation.

The only tolerable one was the one and only Remus Lupin, who just so happened to be Sirius' bf of 2 years. Even though he knew that some of the stuff Sirius did was problematic, he just let it happen. But at least he never joined in on their annoying pranks.

You double take at your study work on the desk, and then think about how going out one night wouldn't be so bad. Yeah, so what Sirius and his minions 'll be there, you're not gonna let some immature human beings the same age as you keep you from having fun.

"You know what, Lily? I think I'll actually go. What should I wear though?"

You should've braced yourself from the excited squeal that broke through the sound barrier and pierced your eardrums.

"Oh my gosh [Name] yes!-"

She began to ramble on how excited she was for you and then quickly went back to your other statement.

"Wait a minute...Did you just ask what to wear when it is LITERALLY THE 31st OF OCTOBER? You're not dense, are ya love?"

You roll your eyes at her sarcastic question and threaten her with not coming, to which she quickly apologizes profusely. You end up asking what everyone is wearing and end up getting an idea of what to wear yourself. You bid your goodbyes so that the both of you could get ready and end up going into a box of a costume you were supposed to wear Halloween. It was a Lola Bunny costume that came out around the time of the recent space jam movie. You decided to pair it with your Jordan's because they were both from the same universe in a way.

As you're getting your stuff ready for your shower, you realize over 20 minutes have passed since you've been looking for a specific pair of panties. The shorts were a little see-through, so you still wanted to match. For some reason, the underwear that you wear the most frequently seemed to be disappearing. However, it wasn't just your favorite pairs. It would be the ones that you wonder why you haven't gotten rid of them.

You finally find a pair that can replace the ones you desired at first and get in the hot steamy shower, as you're rubbing yourself down. You swear it feels like something is watching you. You look out the blinds, covering the frosted glass that would've distorted anything in front or behind it.

"Lemme stop before I scare myself"

You continue on with your shower, still a little uneasy. You dry yourself off, oil your body up, get your costume on, and put your braids in a half up, half down style. You spray yourself with some perfume, brush your teeth, and wash your face. But while you brush your teeth, you realize that your toothbrush looks like it'd been brushed against concrete. Which wasn't out of the ordinary for them to eventually get that, but you've already had it for like 5 days. It's kind of weird...

You finish up and text Lily, who said she's pulling up to your flat. You walk up to her car to see that Marlene is in there with her, her blonde, and pink highlights sticking out immediately

"Hey loves, anymore people to pick up or just us 3?"

You ask.

"We're all set, love."

You nod your head in understanding and start to observe both of their costumes. From what you could see, Lily was red riding hood. Typical redhead. James was no doubt the big bad wolf since they always coordinated their Halloween costumes. Marlene was a witch, and it looked like she bought the broom, especially for this equation, because she never cleans.

Unbeknownst to you, Lily decided to take a shorter way to James' house. And you only noticed that when you see flashing lights, a long with loud booming music.

Lily announces your arrival with an excited tremor, and you all get out, the chilly autumn air blowing right by you three.

"Lil's, I was wondering when you'd get here!"

You hear a voice that you almost instantly recognize.

James Potter.

To your dismay, they get a little handsy in front of you and Marlene, so you decide to leave them and actually join the party. Once inside, you two are almost immediately hit with a wave of drugs, sex, and alcohol.

You see people making out and grinding on eachothers laps. You and Lily decide to go to the punch and see that there are pieces of fruit in it.

"Whoever eats the most fruit wins €50."

Marlene proposes. You both fill up cups of punch first and cling them together, then you guys eat fruit. It was no surprise she got 10 while you got 5. You knew you couldn't handle your liquor, but neither could she.

While you were at your 5th one, Marlene got stuck on her 6th one and told you she was done, you'd taken her cup, and ate the last 4, and won the challenge. Her giving you your money, and you sticking it somewhere safe.

As you 2 are talking and slurring your words, Sirius walks up behind her and sneaks her a hug, instantly taking her attention away. You roll your eyes as they start talking as if you aren't even there, and you end up on the dance floor with a bunch of sweaty bodies, some not even going To 'Hogwarts, Math and Science Academy' As you're enjoying your time dancing, you end up moving your hips to a song by 'The Weeknd' and a boy ends up coming up behind you to dance with you. His hands guide your hips to grind against his crotch. And while looking at him, you can't even lie he looks gorgeous. He looks the perfect amount of feminine and masculine.

You decide to tease him and leave the dance floor, causing him to break out into a smile and shake his head. You both end up in a closet, his hands groping your body. You, however, stop him from continuing.

"Meet me upstairs in a room that has the door closed."

You laugh at his frustrated groan of being denied again.

You make your way into a room. That has posters of bands and instruments in a corner. You decide to take your shoes off and wait for the boy with your legs crossed on the bed. After a while, you start to get worried, but that worry turns into annoyance. If he changed his mind, he could've at least told you. You end up hearing odd noises in another room, like moans, they sound awfully similar to his and you think he's either trying to give you a taste of your own medicine, or he found somebody else to fuck.

You really hope it's the first one. You knock on the door to make sure it isn't somebody else, but you get no answer. Probably because the moans were getting louder. You decide to count to 5 before opening the door.

That was your first mistake.

You walk inside the room, that consist of a made bed, along with professional clothing like button ups, but some band tees lie on the floor.

Remus.

You see that there is a bathroom that connects between Him and Sirius' rooms and end up not taking any precautions to opening the door.

That was your second mistake.

You opened the door and saw the unthinkable. Blood. Everywhere on the floors, the sink, the shower door. And in the middle of it all, 2 people in black cloaks with that stupid costume on, you turn around as they notice you and bolt for the door that you unfortunately decided to close. As you sit your hand on top of the know, you get pulled back by your hair, tears coming out of your eyes, which brings a light chuckle that you would've missed had it not been for the knife pressed to your throat pulling out the smallest trickle of blood causing you to hold your breath.

"You weren't supposed to see that."

You hear the voice say with what was no doubt a voice changer that was used in the Woodsboro murders all those years ago

"Please! I don't even know who you are!"

You beg both killers, the one pointing their knife to you toying with you on purpose.

"You look so pretty when you cry...What a shame I won't be able to fuck you're sweet lil pussy before we kill you."

You see that the one pointing their knife at you seems the more dominant of the 2, the other staying quiet and only paying attention to their partner in crime.

It's embarrassing how fast you thought up of a way to get them to let you go. You can't even deny how you feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Your nipples poking through the thin shirt and gaining the attention of the 2 killers.

"Wait! Wait! I have an offer for the exchange of you letting me go...Ill give you anythingyou wa-"

Just then, you get a pang in your head, no doubt from those liquor packed fruit pieces.

"Hmmm, what do you think love, is she really worth it, or should we just slit her pretty throat?"

You wince at the thought of that, and wait for them to decide whether not to take you up on the offer.

As you're waiting, you don't notice that the quiet one has a visible tent that is extruding on his cloak.

The other Ghostface does, though, and instantly gets a sadistic idea that would surprise the both of you.

"How about this? My little partner over here takes his mask off, and I blindfold the both of you?"

You were in no room to deny an offer like this, so you agreed with no hesitation.

"Good girl." You can hear this Ghostface's smile through the voice changer.

He digs into one of the drawers and finds a blindfold. You realize that he's been here before if he knows exactly where the blindfolds are. He first walks over to you and stares at you through the black abyss that's placed over his eyes. He surprisingly is gentle, but firm when wrapping the thick cloth over your eyes.

Being depraved of one of your senses causes you to hear stuff better. You can hear the killers speaking in hushed whispers as if they really cared about each other. You could hear a clear moan. The quiet one must've taken his mask off.

You then hear 2 sets of footsteps coming towards you, on instinct you back up, but a tight hand pulling your hair stops you causing you to cry out.

"Behave slut."

You hear the masked on say. You apologize, and he caresses your cheek, giving it a few firm slaps before pushing your head forward into what feels like a belt buckle.

You and the unmasked one both groan, you think he tried to touch you, but his hands were slapped away by the masked one.

"Hands to yourself, baby."

Your head is continuously pushed into the buckle, and then you come to your senses what he wants you to do.

"All you want me to do is suck him off, right?"

You ask, hoping this doesn't lead to you getting your cherry popped by 2 killers simultaneously.

"Mhm, that's all ya have to do love"

The masked one assures you.

You feel his hands reach around your face and start bunching up the fabric, and then you feel both of them working to remove the cloak from the quiet one.

You feel a hand caressing your face, before it's replaced by what you can only assume is the cock of the quiet killer.

You accidentally let out a little moan that causes the masked one to taunt you.

There's a prodding at your lips before you reluctantly open your mouth for his cock

The tip leaks sticky pre, and you hate how you enjoy tasting it. His warm pre ends up, pushing its way down your throat, making you gag at the sudden action.

You reluctantly choose to keep a pace that would me up to his and your standards. At least, you thought so.

You're surprised when he takes your head and pushes you towards one of the walls and starts going to pound town on your poor throat.

"You little vixen, you're really getting off to a murderer's cock ruining your throat?"

You whimper from the words that exit his mouth. You hope he doesn't notice, but your caught off guard by the thick cum that spurts from the killer using your throat.

You sputter as he tauntingly and slowly eases out of your battered mouth.

"Guess that tired the poor thing out, huh Moony?"

The aggressive killer states...wait-MOONY?!

"R-Remus?"

You sputter out weakly.

"In the flesh sweetheart."

You hear chucklees from the other one through his voice changer, and instantly connect it to the one and only, Sirius Orion Black.

You startle slightly as the blindfold around your eyes is loosened, and your eyes adjust to the light being taken in. You see that they both sport their masks again, and feel vulnerable as you see how disheveled the struggle left you. Not that your costume was covering much up in the first place.

"I d-did what you wanted me to do, so now you can let me go..."

You struggle to get out the simple sentence out of fear.

"We aren't done yet."

Remus finally speaks.

They both start to advance on you, throwing you onto the bed, and ripping your cheap costume off, while you squeal out of fear from rough manhandling.

"Please! I won't tell anybody, if you just let me go! I'll even stop hanging around with you guys, I promise!"

They grow tired of hearing your whines and decide to stuff your mouth with cotton panties. But not just any cotton panties...THESE WERE YOUR FAVORITE PAIR!

They went missing back in May, which is super far now that you think about it, which means they've been eyeing you for at least 6 months, which scares you to think about.

Your thinking is cut off by fingers being stuffed in your untainted asshole. You bite down on the panties as soon, as Sirius slips it into the knuckle. You start crying from the pain that weighs less than the constant threat of being murdered.

You hear slight coos coming from the both of them, but decide not to listen too hard. You just wanted to focus on you to make it seem like it wasn't too bad, but then it somehow got worse when you realized your cunt might as well have been drooling from how aroused it was.

Unfortunately, Remus doesn't notice too long after you do, and instantly gets active by closing his lips around your glistening clit. You almost cringe at how pornographic of a moan he let out. Shit, you'd expect that from Sirius maybe, but Remus?

You're brought back to Sirius when he slips 3 of his fingers out of your prepped hole, and watch as he sucks them like his favorite sweet. Don't ask how you know. You just do.

You begin to buck your hips into Remus' face as he sucks harder and harder, hoping you squirt all over his face. His mask continues to scrape over your skin as he goes in on your dripping cunt. You tear up at the blood that has since then dried all over your skin, creating a sticky mess that makes you feel guilty about the guy you met.

"You know, we've always wanted to have you to ourselves. You were always confident in the way you talked, and the way you dressed. You just never would give us a chance, it was like you hated us, love."

You almost roll your eyes at the gaslighting Sirius' attempts to do, but you choose to just look up and prepare yourself for the rest of their abuse.

Remus stops sucking on your cunt just as you're about to come, making you reluctantly let out a whine that has both of them chuckling amongst each other, and you blushing at the vulnerabiltiy you showed. But you seem to forget how vulnerable you are when you're exposed like an animal in the wild.

"Cunt or her ass Moony?"

Sirius asks his lover. He situates himself after Remus chooses the former, and tucks his robe so that his bottom half is free, leaving the cloak to drape a little bit. He then lets Remus hold you while he gets his lap ready for you, and steadily sinks your ass down onto his cock making you whine at the expected, but unprepared for intrusion, Even though he used his fingers, he was still so long. You feel a slight weight on your clit, and look back to see Remus lining his thick cock up with your unprepared hole. You try and speak but it comes out muffled from your stuffed mouth.

"No!-Pweth, I cont tek et!" You try and tell him, but he only laughs at your words and continues to breach your poor cunny. You cry as they both alternate their thrusts, one going in, the other going out. Sirius takes his mask off, followed by Remus, as they both pant speeding up their pace. You're left to whine and beg for mercy as they both use you like you aren't even a person. You're embarrassed to admit how fast you came on Remus' cock, but you quickly realize that they both won't stop until they finish.

You find yourself being purposely overstimulated by Sirius, as his nude hand reaches down to stab at your swollen clit while Remus continues his assault on your poor hole. Leading you to squint all over Remus' lover stomach, and drip down onto the soaked sheets that now sport a grey color, instead of the silk white it was once. You feel both of them finish inside of your holes, but are startled when they start switching positions right after their highs disipitate.

They communicate through short curt words, and you find yourself on all fours with Sirius situated behind you, and Remus situated behind Sirius. They simultaneously line their cocks up with their targets, and both sink in at the same time making all 3 of you let out loud moans.

Remus maintains a steady pace, while Sirius prefers to go as fast as his hips can take him, making him the first to finish, which leaves you, and Remus. Remus continues using Sirius' hole, while Sirius is riding his high out inside of you, but he pulls out and hurrying over to your face, and pulls your panties out of your mouth, to unexpectadely shove his cock down your throat once again, causing you to choke and whine at how much you've been used this night. He only uses your throat for a few seconds before he pulls out and comes all over your face, getting some especially in your mouth. You hold it before he reaches in and presses down on your tongue, forcing you to swallow his seed. He and Sirius crach down at the top of the bed together, while you've sunk into the mattress by the foot of the bed. You try and get up to get away, but you're stopped by 2 pairs of hands pulling you towards the connecting bodies.

"Where do you think you're going? We haven't even decided if we wanna keep you alive or not."

Sirius questions, you open your mouth to answer him but end up bursting into tears, and you just lay your head down on the both of them to drift off to anything, but a restful sleep.

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My fanfic after almost a year of no writing, that writers block really hit me hard, but I honestly feel it coming again. I actually started writing this fic in october, and it was supposed to come out halloween night, but I was too lazy.

Please let me know if I've made any mistakes, and I hope you enjoyed!

Likes, Reblogs, and comments are encouraged and appreciated!

[moistvonlipwig]

13. Top 5 female characters I wish had better development/writing

For @peachycloudcats. I will do #11 later today or tomorrow. :3

Additionally, I've decided to try my best to avoid repeats of previous female characters I've already used for this ask game, to keep things fresh. Without further ado:

1: Winifred "Fred" Burkle from Angel is one of those characters who I do like but I don't love and the biggest reason for that is that I don't think the writers had any clue what to do with her. It's to Amy Acker's credit that I find her endearing despite falling into some very particular Whedon-y tropes I tend to dislike. But it's telling that when Joss saw Amy Acker play Lady Macbeth and realized she was a much stronger actor than he'd thought, his first thought was not, "Gosh, I better give Fred a meatier storyline!" but rather, "Gosh, I better kill off Fred and give Amy Acker an entirely new character to play!" I think the character was at her best in early S3 and late S4, but a lot of the stuff in between fell kind of flat for me, and she literally does not have an arc in S5 besides Dying Tragically So Men Can Be Sad About It. Unfortunate. :/

2: Emperor Philippa Georgiou from Star Trek Discovery, meanwhile, is a character I should like on paper but who in practice often did not work for me. I think the concept of the character was brilliant -- I remember watching the first episode set in Disco's mirror universe and hearing a character refer to 'the Emperor' without mentioning their name and thinking, "Oh, shit, it's gonna be Georgiou, that's gonna be so awesome" -- and I think for the duration of Disco's mirror universe arc she works very well as a character. And I liked the idea of Michael taking her back to the prime universe, I thought there was a lot of potential there. Unfortunately I just don't think the writing was up to snuff. Part of the issue was, I think, a tonal mismatch: Georgiou was cartoonishly evil to a frankly absurd degree that seemed completely out of step with the rest of the show. They also kept giving her cheesy dialogue and unfunny jokes and they seemed reluctant to actually develop her until her send-off episode because they wanted their Comic Relief Evil Character. It's really too bad because Michelle Yeoh is an amazing actress and she was clearly having a blast playing the character, and again, I think the concept of the character is awesome. But I think maybe Disco was just the wrong show to execute that concept.

3: Melissa McCall from Teen Wolf really shined in the early seasons, but as the show went on she increasingly felt less like a loving mother to Scott who had her own problems going on and more like a mouthpiece for the idea that it was Scott's job to put his life and psychological wellbeing on the line in order to save everyone. Also, the fact that she ended up dating Chris Argent, who shoved a gun in her teenage son's face and never apologized, was so bad and was yet another weakening of her characterization.

4: There are so many Arrowverse women I could put here, but the character in that universe who most needed better development & writing is probably Kelly Olsen from Supergirl, who often feels less like a character and more like a vague sketch of a character you saw in a dream once but can't really remember that well. Azie Tesfai did a very good job making the character lovable despite being given absolute scraps to work with, and there are a lot of theoretically interesting things about Kelly, but too often she was reduced to Alex's supportive girlfriend who never caused any problems and never had any difficult or inconvenient emotions. Supergirl's only black female superhero deserved better than that.

5: Heather Davis from Crazy Ex-Girlfriend is yet another character the writers clearly had no idea what to do with after a certain point. I think her arc was fine until she graduated and then, like Heather herself, the writers were like ??? what does she do now??? and never came up with a satisfying answer. Given how much she loved being a student, I would think it would make sense for her to go into academia or something, but instead they had her...become a manager of a sports bar, marry Hector (which, uh, no offense to him but why???), and volunteer to be Darryl's surrogate on a whim. (Which, given how interested Crazy Ex-Girlfriend usually was in engaging in feminist discourses, it is actually so baffling to me that the show never even attempted to interrogate the ethics & implications of surrogacy from a feminist perspective, especially given the racial dynamics involved. Like, hello???) Vella Lovell was so fun in the role and I really wish they'd come up with an actually coherent arc for her after her graduation. Oh well. :|

[ruminate88]

After I got away from Andrew and got married, I found it beyond difficult not to have intrusive or sexual thoughts about him. It made NO sense at the time. I was trying to hold it in and act natural with my new husband like, honeymoon is over. I’ve blocked Andrew’s number. I’m not even googling Andrew and yet he’s alllllll I freakin think about and when I try to focus on my husband and build this relationship with him, it’s nothing but Andrew on the brain. 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Quickly I’m disconnected and think it’s my husband. I think he’s pushed me away but he accuses me of pushing HIM away. 🧐 Oh wow. I knew my husband had to threaten Andrew to leave me alone and he said Andrew looked like he was about to cry 😳😳 what does that even mean?? Why would Andrew cry??? After a summer of gaslighting me and hurting me beyond words. Consistently breaking my heart…. Why should HE cry? I was the one crying and shaking so hard he totally crushed me to pieces 💔💔

NOW it’s covid and when Florida stayed open, a lot of us took a trip there. I’m in this condo on the beach with my husband, some family and friends, and I’m getting dressed for dinner and as I’m looking in the mirror, fixing my hair, that was the first time my eyes opened and I saw that I was getting bald in one spot!’ HOW did I not see it before? I’ve looked back at older pictures. I was already going bald before Covid but my hair lady said Covid was stressing everybody out and making people lose hair, but I believe I was already losing hair because stress over Andrew and Cody.

I ran to my husband though and yelled out “ I’m losing hair!!!! Oh my gosh am I sick? Something wrong with me?” The whole time feeling disconnected and I can’t stop fantasizing about Andrew in the back of my head and I just can’t make sense of anything in my life. I’m trying to move on and be a good wife and I’m just frustrated because my husband is there and I can’t even hardly feel him or connect with him the way that I want to…. like, I’m I’m literally forcing it so hard ….

my husband also took me on my dream vacation because we saved so much money during Covid getting those two checks in the mail from the government and it was my dream vacation 😮😮😮 so I should’ve been the happiest person in the world and I wanted to be so badly and I wanted to be happy and I wanted to love and enjoy my husband but still, I feel very disconnected and I feel like he is not letting me connect to him, but it’s not him. He’s literally taking me on my fave vacation. He spent his hard-working money to give me that and I tried to be so grateful and I tried to make it a fun time , but deep inside of me I’m feeling so bad I can’t explain why !!! 😳😩

The first video I ever saw about emotional abuse, wow, I was able to ruminate and I was able to recall everything that happened with Andrew that I guess I was trying to ignore or I just couldn’t remember it. I don’t know still some things that I can’t remember conversations I had are still fuzzy cuz they were hurtful conversations!!! times when I’m begging him to pay me attention and he’s promising me that he wants to be with me but he’s just “busy with school” he keeps abandoning me, ignoring me, I so feel bad and he’s making me feel stressed out because he says that he’s so stressed out with school …. And some how he takes it out on me. “I’m not helping”. He keeps saying I’m making it all worse when I all I wanted was to love him so much….

The more that I learn about emotional abuse, the more it hurts my feelings and upsets me. And I think that’s why I feel so “indifferent“ these days. I mean, can’t change the past, I forgive my exes. I don’t want anything from them and I don’t want them to pay or owe me anything but they still keep hurting my feelings just thinking about them constantly and I just don’t understand it but I know it happens to people. I know that it’s life, trauma and I feel awful for them, but I feel awful for myself too. I’m trying NOT to beat myself up, but I always do. I always feel guilty when I talk about them because it makes me feel like I’m not getting over them or giving them grace , I want a peaceful life and I feel like my life is way more calm than it ever was but also feeling indifferent. Makes me feel like eh, just wanna sit here and chill and be left alone. No one bother me please please just no one bother me. I don’t wanna upset anyone else.

I can’t get comfortable enough to talk to my husband about everything going on inside of me, but I don’t want him to be upset or stressed. I just want him to calm down and just let it be!!!! he stresses over our money and that makes me feel bad because it makes me think of how Andrew was so stressed and nothing I did or said made him happy or made him wanna treat me good OR make him love me back. Andrew was always going to hurt me and abuse me, no matter what! that’s why I had to block his number without even knowing it was abuse back then, I knew that he was mistreating me. And I am beyond an apology from him now, I’m not expecting him to come and apologize… I wouldn’t even believe it if he did, I don’t know how to make it all better. I know it’s all over and in the past and I know by keeping Andrew‘s number blocked that he can’t continue to bother me so much, but he still does bother me in the back of my mind because I always think of his face and I wanna see his face so bad in real life. The moment I walk out of my house, I’m searching for him and I don’t know why because I don’t have anything to say to his face without falling apart! 🫣🫣❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

IF Andrew was standing before me right now. I would be a total mess and I would probably fall on my face and just sob…. I don’t hate him but I know he can never love me back so I feel like loving him IS for nothing and that sucks.

[httpiastri]

some quick notes from your previous reply (i’m sorry i took so long ive been so busy recently but i finally have time now so):

firstly, i hope i never meet a handball player irl, ever. the fact that you just casually know people above 200cm?? i’m sorry but i’d actually feel like a pest around everyone 😓😓 (plus id get really jealous of heights) and id also be terrified to even stand near anyone close to 200 pls

and omg the fact that the guy who got you into coaching recently passed? i hope you’re doing okay 😓🙏 but if it helps— he may not have known how much he changed your life, but through coaching, you’re basically keeping his legacy alive, yeah? i think it matters, personally, that people are remembered and honoured and you’re kinda doing that through coaching, because you’re kinda solidifying (if that’s the right word for it) the fact that he existed, and he did enough good to change the lives of people for the better, and that his time here on earth wasn’t all in vain because he did good and he brought joy to people like you by leading you to being a coach and that his impact lives on even when he’s gone yk? it’s a form of closure, i think— to know that even if someone is gone now, there are pieces of them scattered behind in little things (in your case, in your daily life as a coach), and that not all is lost, just a little harder to find

also oops the fact that i called them girls even though they’re only a barely a few years younger than me 😭😭

and omg pepe would 100% make me feel comfortable meeting him at a race even if he might be stressed and no way you got to go to races at 8?? you had a chance to be one of those cute kids probably decked out in merch (if no merch was involved you probably got to scream happily at everything and good for you😭😭 because thats exactly how races should be experienced)

finding sponsors can’t be that hard… we could infiltrate the space in various ways im sure (my friend’s mum knows someone who works for Marlboro that gets invited to races bc the company was an EX-sponsor so anything’s possible)

on a rather unrelated note— pepe’s been acting very much like a muse for me recently… whatever that might mean… (might even be nothing honestly sometimes i don’t know what i mean either)

anyway! as always, i hope you have a lovely lovely friday, and weekend, and june (pepe’s month!), and that people are kind to you and that the sky looks beautiful and gorgeous all the time ❤️❤️

- 🪷💗

gosh dont apologize :( esp since you know im bad at answering….. its alright 🥺 just glad to hear from you 🥺🥺

shdjdhd it do be scary to meet really tall people!! when im around the men's team i work with sometimes, i almost get neck pains bcs staring up at them is so hard 😵‍💫 and i have this other job where i have to like sit by the court and do things for the match, and when players come over to talk to me and they literally tower over me???? insane 😶 but yes i too get jealous of heights, esp since in handball it's good for girls to be tall too so everyone around me is always tall asf? ive always been considered to be a tall person in school but at 175cm i am nowadays considered short in the team i currently play in 😐😐😐 so yes i feel u aaa (also several of the girls i coach are my height already and just. pls stop growing, you're scaring me. 🥲)

ALSO OMFG i almost forgot to answer this but i had a thought yesterday.... about my favorite volleyball player being 188cm and i thought "hm that's not very far off from pepe" so of course i have now started thinking about volleyball player!pepe 😶 idk if you enjoy volleyball aaaaaaa but i just thought about his height and his big ass hands that would make hitting the ball easier and just..........

thank you, im doing okay but it's still weird to imagine? because i haven't really had anyone close to me (or even semi-close) pass away so it's a very new experience, being in his neighborhood (very close to where i live) and thinking "oh what if i see him in the shop like that day-" before realizing... but god you put it in such a sweet way, im lowkey teary eyed :( i will continue to do my best to keep his legacy alive and honor him through my coaching!!! he created this thing that became so important to me and for that i will be forever thankful. but yes i agree, it means that he brought more meaning to my life and therefor also the girls i coach, and that's such a beautiful thing. it's life, i guess 😭 so hard but also so sweet...

skdjfhdjjf dont worry, i call them "children" to their faces very often even though some are even 16 😁 but to be fair ive known a lot of them since they were nine so to me they're still babies :(( also you being that young and still so smart is so cool and cute aaa

no because i have imagined meeting pepe MANY times and i really really think he would be so sweet about it. very happy that i recognize him and like "aw hey it's okay! no tears please" when i cry 😭 and i think he also would agree to do a silly pose with me for a photo aksjdhfjkdf 😭 i sadly didn't buy a lot of merch BUT (did i mention this already?? then i will be so insanely embarrassed....) we did get me a kimi lotus cap for obvious reasons 🥺 that i still have to this day actually !!! and ofc we took a pic of me next to the lotus truck 🤭 (also realizing now that i wasn't 8, i was 9 or 10 🤣 well well)

oh! then i think we can pretend to be your friend's mum's friend's kids? so we should also be invited?? or maybe we just need to get a job somewhere that has connections and can invite us..... to be fair my dad wrote to dino beganovic's manager or something about sponsoring him just for funsies (idk how u mean to sponsor someone just for fun tho 😶 he was like "what if i get my company's logo on his car and in return we get to come into the paddock once?..."), but then the manager responded with a full deal and stuff and my dad just got scared 😭 but we should keep looking, i'm sure we can find a good sponsor for us 🥰

aaaaa that's so sweet 🥺 i love that 🥺🥺🥺 if you feel like talking further about it, im all ears 🥰

aw dalring i hope you have an even lovelier lovely friday and week and month and year !!! and yes yes pepe's month, i think it will be very good to us all (esp him!!!!!!!) 🥰 i think that maybe the world listened to your ask because the sunset was so gorgeous tonight 🥺 so thank you for that <3<3

[celestie0]

HALLO ELLIE!!! proud to say ive successfully managed to move on from my situationship! hope u don’t mind me rambling about this guy.

let’s call him f since that’s his initial. F and I have been friends since primary sch, he eventually had to move because his dad passed away. Anyways, two years ago we started talking again because his family visited mine. Long story short, things were complicated because we had been flirting a lil bit and he also said that ‘if you flirt with other guys, I’ll starve myself’ which Icked me so BAD. He did apologised .Last year, I ‘happy birthday’ed my way into his life and started talking again because I really did miss him, he’s my childhood best friend after all. After like two weeks? I don’t remember anymore💔 He told me he loved me and i was happy to say it back to him. (I was such a fool😭) I remember being giggly and all. On 23rd August we got into a fight because we planned to meet up and i said to him ‘okay I’m nervous. I don’t think I wanna meet up’ which made him mad. MIND YOU! we were in planning stages. i didn’t cancel on him on the day itself! I had lots of things going on at that time so him just casually saying I was PLAYING him made me so upset. He had the cheek to tell me ‘ily’ because honestly I hate when people start getting all affectionate after a fight. I hope you get it😭 the next month went okaaay until 23rd sep. (23 is like a curse at this point💔💔) I confronted him on why he hasn’t been saying ‘ily’ back it may seem something small but I hate not getting it back like excuse me? AND HE SAID TO ME ‘my ex was the only one who managed to make me feel loved’ I CRIED SO BADDD!!!! how could he say that after everything I’ve did for him. smh. yada yada things went on and in dec we stopped talking. I really did liked talking to him and all but it was too much. There was certain moments where I felt like he was just using me cause I wanted him. The times where we sexted (no nudes were exchanged, just texts.) though we did call because he wanted to hear me moan. not my proudest moments, I don’t wanna be begging for a guy’s attention again. I genuinely loved him with my whole heart :((

IM SO SORRY 4 RAMBLING ON!!!! I needed to let this out so badly 🤒❤️‍🩹 love u sm ellie

— frank ocean anon

hiii my love <3 omg GASP i’m so proud of uuu situationships are hell on earth i hope you feel at peace now!!

PLS YOU’re SO REAL FOR GETTING THE ICK OVER THAT!! i swear jealousy is only attractive w fictional men ✋🏼😭 it is NOT a cute look for actual men slsldkfjfh imo its a lil overbearing n strange haha

aww thats sad hun u guys are like childhood best friends so i imagine it was still tough not speaking :(( WOW he said i love youu n you said it backk. its ok bb if it was a happy thing in the moment then it can stay that way in your memory regardless of how stuff turned out in the end :”) be kind to yourself <3

ahhh yea thats 🚩 the whole getting mad cuz you cancelled…and no i totally get that, i hate that sort of “love bombing” after a fight, it just comes off as in-genuine. thats so valid n i relate

OH MY GOSH THE COMMENT ABOUT HIS EX ☹️☹️ WHY WOULD HE SAY THAT…some things you should just keep to your fuckin self. thats awful im sorry love 🥲🥲 you deserve SO much better than that

it’s okkk bb, you knew him a long time n even apart from relationship/situationship, there was still a friendship there too. you can really love someone but also realize theyre bad for you, those two can coexist. i’m so proud of you for realizing you deserve better than someone who makes you feel like you’re being used! no one should ever feel that way. take it easy bb but truuuly truly truly time will heal <3 chin up!! so many wonderful experiences out there for you still my dear

- much loveee, ellie ☁️

[mikuni14]

Thank you @nieves-de-sugui for tagging me 😘 I've already tried to do it twice, but I'm one of those people who, wearing a T-shirt of their favorite band and asked about the band's songs, can't remember any of them 😄 it's so emabarssing, like "what's your fav BL" me, a BL enjoyer: "blank stare". But I'll do my best! and I'll probably remember what series and characters I could write about 10 minutes after posting

Worst soundtrack / weirdest song choice in a BL I honestly don't pay much attention to music in BL's, as it's mostly pop music, I rely on @troubled-mind who is my guru when it comes to the music stuff in BL series 😎

Most cringe-inducing line (cute) um, recently? Munchkin, but it's probably just bad translation :D

Most cringe-inducing line (actually bad) idk, let me think... uugh..hmmm a lot of the stuff Toh says in SCOY, although I love that show

Most stupid decision made by a character oh gosh, most dramas are made of stupid decisions lol. But there are stupid-stupid reasons that I tolerate and stupid-annoying decisions, that I hate. All "I will keep my beloved in the dark, for his sake" or "I will leave my beloved for years because of some stupid reason", or "this shit could have been solved by 1 (one) honest converstation" stuff falls into latter category. The drama that comes to mind is Step by Step, the characters made so many stupid-annoying decisions. oh wait, I know! I LOVED Ghost Host, Ghost House to death, and then one of them made a stupid decision. I'm not over it to this day 😤

Worst plot line if I have to choose one it's probably White pretending to be Black in Not Me

The most problematic show you've watched I think... Dangerous Drugs of Sex? it's not a series though

A show people love but you find bad people are gonna hate me for this 😬 but it's Not Me, Never Let Me Go, Between Us, Theory of Love or recently La Pluie. There are also series with a very devoted fan base that where just ok for me, like Bad Buddy

A show people find bad but you will defend I don't feel the need to defend my favs 😃 when I like something, I'm happy when others like it too, but when they don't, it doesn't bother me at all. I WILL defend a series, or character when I think they are misjudged or misunderstood though, not necessarily my favs. hmmm, I think Oh! Boarding House is one of my favs, that people probably find mediocre or even boring 😄

A show that is just objectively bad but you enjoyed it that's like 78,24% of my fav series 🥳

A bad show that you kept watching because you were intrigued/fascinated I watch many series just to see how they end, sometimes out of morbid curiosity, sometimes thinking that the ending will make up for something I didn't like. It doesn't necessarily mean they're bad, they just don't spark joy. Spoiler alert: the ending almost never is worth the wait.

A bad show that you kept watching because you were horny ummmm, TharnType? Together with Me?

A bad show that you kept watching because of that one character hmmmm, I suffered La Cuisine for literal crumbs of the side dishes

A bad show that you would still recommend shows that I would recommend are not bad 😎

The character that ruined a show the most ummmmm Phat from La Pluie, Pat from SBS

Most awful character that you hated I agree with @nieves-de-sugui : The fucking ex in Mr Cinderella. Also all characters that should ACTUALLY be in prison, like that guy from TharnType. The doctor and the girl from Together With Me, the bitches from The Eighth Sense

Most awful character that you loved Boston? :D

A character that wasn't awful but that you just don't like in the end, Kawin from GHGH and Woo Tae Kyung from Light On Me

A hero that should have been a villain umm, Theo from Enchante, Jaab

A morally bad character you're into Boston XD

A morally bad character you're not into and you wish people would stop being into people are gonna hate me for this too, but... VegasPete, I mean, I loved BOTH of them before they were together, but their arc was just so stupid and not done well.. I know it's weird but I just like them separately and hate them together so much

The show that disappointed you the most series that started so good but disappointed me in the end, hmmm lets' see: Light on Me, Ghost Host, Ghost House, Never Let Me Go, Chains of Heart

The Worst Show of Them All Because of Your Own Reasons due to personal reasons I think I dislike La Pluie the most 😃

Ok, that was fun, whoever wants to do it, go! 😘

[perlapulido]

Fired Up

Summary: Lexi has been know around Hell as another employee with a temper when shes pushed over the edge. Just wait until she meets the King of Wrath.

Ch5

Lexi sat on the sidewalk ledge towards the beach watching everyone set up the stage for Verosika concert looking around feeling helpless and bored until she started seeing the hellhound girl from earlier turn into a human version of herself. She then saw the IMP killing their targets using weapons or anything by they found until a swarm of humans rushed in chanting Verosika's name once the lights turn on. "Hello Spring breakers. Who's ready to make bitchin bad choices? All Board everyone." said Verosika appearing her human form talking to the crowd and sent a wink. Lexi hopped off landing in the soft sand walking to Tex watching the concert also bodyguarding having her watch the humans being seduced even noticed the hellhound girl which she found out was Loona by Blitz calling her. She saw that Loona keep looking at Tex realizing that she definitely has a huge crush on him. "Hey. Want some weed and fuck?" siad a random guy red spiked hair looking at Lexi. "No thanks." said Lexi looking forward until the guy wrapped his arm around her. Lexi quickly punched him in the face breaking his nose instantly before ended shot by Millie moving on to her next target with Moxxie. "That happened all too quickly. You good?" said Tex looking at Lexi. "Im fine. I just dont like guys touching for obvious reasons." said Lexi gesturing her scars. "i get it." said Tex as Loona stood close him. "Hey." said Loona. "Hey Mama." said Lexi teasingly sending her a wink. Loona looked shocked before seeing her leave them alone to explore the small stores. Lexi walked around knowing Verosika was busy getting back at Blitz by winning the bet at anyway she can. She saw a book store walking in seeing a girl with a shaved mohawk passed out on the counter after a half eaten brownie which Lexi guessed was an edible. Browsing the shelves looking at each book skimming through the summary taking a few books even a bag to carry them hearing a loud roar and screaming coming from the beach making haul ass before the girl woke up. She saw a giant monster fish walking on the beach killing and destroying everything in its path even got Moxxie.

Lexi jumped down standing next to Verosika watching Millie kill a fat guy to steal his alcohol bottle to light on fire and throw it at the fish. She then got herself up to its mouth slicing its tongue off that was holding Moxxie who was drunk as hall from Blitz catching him in his arms. "I love that woman." said Moxxie. "She definitely pegs doesnt she." said Blitz. "Most likely." said Lexi after hearing them. She and everyone else saw Millie nearly decapitate the monster fish falling back into the ocean with Millie walking out then asked of Moxxie was okay. "He's good. Just going have serious bitch of a hangover." said Lexi. She then went over to talk to Lonna and Tex who looked was searching foe her. "Where did you go?" Said Tex. "Book stealing. I didnt want to come between Vee and her ex." Said Lexi showing him her bag. "Anyways i guess the bets over huh? Maybe we should hang out sometime?" Said Loona looking at Tex. "Yeah. We should. I know a ton of hellhound parties. My girlfriend throws the best ones." Said Tex. "Great. Cant wait for my first one." Said Loona giving a fake smile that Lexi can see. "See ya. You coming Lexi?" Said Tex. "Yeah. Sorry. If you want to talk. Heres my number." Said Lexi taking her phone to switch with Loonas handing it back to her. She waved smiled for a moment as the crew was leaving the beach. "Freeze you sick fucks!" Said a officer with entire team holding their guns out. Lexi looked at the crew freaked out before getting an idea taking her phone out. "Oh my gosh! Billie Ellish and Ariana Grande have been spotted one city over for a meet and greet." Lexi says. "Everyone get a move on." Said the officer. The police got into their cars speeding off less then ten seconds to leave out of sight. "Nice job." Said Verosika looking at Lexi. "No problem." Said Lexi as they went back to imp to move their stuff out. She got dressed out of her swimsuit heading back to her home waving at Tex before he sped off. Lexi got inside going to the penthouse seeing no one was home yet giving her time to take out her new cookbook to try out a new recipe. She went to the fridge scavenging for the ingredients along the cabinets and pantry. It took her enough time to finish the dinner just Ozzy and Fizz came home. "Hey Pinky. How was Verosika?" Said Ozzy. "Okay until she ran into Blitz and lost a bet to him but at least i stole some books even used one to make dinner." Said Lexi. "As you didnt get caught. You good. So what did you make?" Sais Ozzy walking over. "Creamy chicken bacon ranch pasta. Never heard of it but smells good. Its done anyways." Said Lexi. She served herself a plate going to the couch to watch tv with Ozzy and Fizz joining her. 

Ring. Ring. Ring. "I cant get a break." Said Ozzy hearing his phone. "I got it. Hello. Asmodeus phone. His assistant Lexi speaking." Said Lexi. "Is he available?" Said a voice. "Hes busy. Can i give him a message?" Said Lexi. "Yes. We have a trial meeting with all overlords coming up soon. He will be getting a reminder like this soon." Said the voice. "I will let him know once hes free." Said Lexi hanging up. "Trial Meeting with all Overlords. Youre going to have a reminder like this." She says to Ozzy handing him back his phone. "Thanks and would you mind joining me. Youre just going to write down somethings that will be important when i say." Said Ozzy. "Why not?" Said Lexi shrugging. "Might as well use my fast typing skills to good use." she says. "Mind if i use that book?" said Fizz. "No. i dont even trust your mutts alone in my room." said Lexi. "They destroy your room one time." said Fizz. "Thats because you threw them on my bed after i left for a long shift." said Lexi. "Its took three fucking weeks to clean out the shit and piss stains." she says. "You done? He does have a strike from you." said Ozzy. "Yes." said Lexi leaning back on her seat. she watched the show going on and heard familiar tapping sound going to her room. "Get out or get a spanking!" Lexi yelled loud enough to a quick tapping leaving. "Youre a bitch." sad Fizz as Lexi flipped him off. "im going to my room before i struggle your bitch." said Lexi taking her plate. She walked to her room seeing one of Fizz's dogs on her bed that she recognized that had its legs amputated and required wheels to get around. "Be lucky that you're my favorite." Lexi says in a low voice so Fizz or Ozzy dont hear her. She cuddled up with dog turning the tv on to a Vox commercial having her change the channel. She then found something to watch eating her food while distracting the dog by a belly rub until they passed out. 

[lowcosmic]

Hi cosmic! How are you? Here I appear to acuse my dear friend! :3

--------------------------- Okay so imagine something, imagine that your are normally I a couch doing nothing, just there in your Phone and the a notification appears and that says "I talk again whith him"

Well, That was exactly what happened to me and if I'm honest I barely accuse my friend right now because if I had accused her at the time this thing would be full of insults, but now I am relaxed so, let's get the context! :D

Well, you know the problems that my friend has with a person who starts with A, whom I'm going to call Almond for privacy, but well, I don't know how far she tellbyou, but to summarize it a little, the guy went back to his ex for like the 27th time. one day after telling my friend "I promise you that I'm not going to go back to her, I'm going to go to therapy " And from there, they didn't speak again for like a month, but two weeks ago my friend told me that she felt very worried about him because they had told her that he was having a bad time and that she wanted to tell him, like,if he needed help she was there, because they were supposed to have stayed friends and yeah, And well, she had the idea of ​​telling him that but having someone else send it to him and well, I told her that it wasn't bad because it's normal to worry about people, I mean, she's human, she has feelings, but that she should just say that and that It was preferable not to talk to him again, because I know her and I know that she still hasn't gotten over it and I know that if she talks to him they will end up coming back and this will be a cycle. Well, she sent the message and about five later she sent me the message that she spoke to him again, oh cosmic, if you knew how we all scolded her for what she told us, but what do you think? We don't change her mind because she is more attached than ANYTHING, I mean, if you have attached yourself to something in your life, you are not even on the heels of how attached she is, to him I promise you that this is another level 😭😭☝️ And he keeps asking me and asking me if I think he's going to come back with her and things like that, and the truth is that every time I tell him that if I fly with him it's going to end up worse, he says to me like, "Oh, it's not that time." changes" and this time we are going to be able to have something" I mean obviously is going to change like after the 30th time he hurt you I mean super reliable that he is going to have something when basically he doesn't even surpass his ex with therapy (which to worsen the Things Almendra's ex is very manipulative so we are lost cosmic) but wow here the worst thing is that my friend wants to use another person so that Almond comes back to her (and here I do feel that that is wrong) look at the other person we are going to name him minion so as not to confuse things

Well, a girl asked my friend as a favor to socialize (hook up) with Minion to get information, but in the end my friend wanted to have something with Minion outside of getting information from him, only since he still doesn't get over Almond, well that's it. The problem is that on Wednesday he told me "Almendra would get jealous if I was with Minion so he would do things to get me back" So now she has the plan to go out with Minion just to make Almendra jealous, and here the truth is, I don't like that she does that because well, I mean it's using someone and to be honest it's not right because at the end of the day that person also has feelings and life and you can't grab it as if it were a toy and that's it.

But to be honest I think that no one (not even me) knows what to do with my friend on this issue, I mean I really want to get into her brain and rearrange her neurons but it wouldn't even be possible. (๑-﹏-๑)

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WOAH. lotta spilled tea ( -O o O-) !!

gosh , this is basically the plot to some gacha stories that became copied and pasted around the internet. but instead of the ending turning out well because of some external force pulling the strings , the choices to a good ending are up to the people it’s revolved around.

my best advice? even if you’ve tried already , keep telling her that things will end up badly if she just uses another guy’s feelings just to get another guy. it’s a cheap move , and it NEVER ends well. she needs to learn to let go , leave , and carry on with her life.

it’s hard being attached to someone and not getting attention and love from that person. but it doesn’t mean that suddenly everyone else’s thoughts and beings disappear , creating something to win that person.

another piece of advice , try to support her IN GETTING BETTER , not in manipulation ( though , you guys ARE doing well in trying to help her get better ). things take time , but you’re right. she should try staying away. there are plenty of fish in the sea out there , and that guy’s just one of ‘em. if they’ve been at this for awhile , he’s really , really not worth it.

KEEP TRYING !! you’ve got this !! \(°v°)/

[10moonymhrivertam]

❤️ What is your favorite line that you’ve written in a fic?

💕 What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

😎 What fics do you prefer on a scale of canon compliant to wildly original?

❤️ What is your favorite line that you’ve written in a fic?

Y'know what, I think I do actually have a standing answer to this! Although now I don't know whether to be concerned or not cuz it's an old line XD But I posted an unfinished (as in, bracketed author's notes still in the text kind of unfinished) fic specifically so as not to lose the line, so I shall slap it in here.

Ah. Turns out it works best as a set of lines, but it was still the first thing that popped into my head, so here goes:

CW: Non-Graphic Animal Death

Carlos was counting the lab mice, suspicious that the bonsai they lived next to may have picked up some carnivorous tendencies. [...] Carlos lost count of his mice. His hands hovered over the cage, frozen. What had Cecil just said? Miss Frizzle? Aunt Valerie ? It refused to process. Carlos turned away from the cage to grab his phone, missing as the bonsai unfurled a branch and snagged a mouse by its tail and dragged it, shrieking, into its thick leaves.

END CW

💕 What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Oh, gosh, there are a few contenders. I could say the first one I remembered making, because I got to hand it to Mary Pope Osbourne before I knew giving authors fic was Bad. And I really don't remember much about the contents of it, just that it was handwritten and I did a little cover for it.

Of my modern fic, I think I'll pick two, due to them being the fics I've shown the most commitment to.

Face to Unfamiliar Face, recursive fic of @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors's Love and Other Fairy Tales. I think about it a lot because I'd like to do more work on it. Alas, every time I go into it thinking that this time I will post it to AO3, I start sketching out major structural edits and get scared of the workload and let the poor thing keep languishing. I should just carry it over directly and then redux it later, just for the purpose of archiving it. Maybe I'll do that today. (Thank you in advance if so, Willow 💜)

And The Princess's Son (Ba, Ba), a Witcher fic where Jaskier is Renfri's kid. It haunts me constantly. I think as-posted, it's finished and satisfying from a reader's perspective, but from my Author's Vision it's unfinished, so the haunting continues. Alas, the redux keeps stalling out in the first few chapters. And then I don't want to just skip forward to get it started with because I feel like I can better build up the Lilit stuff so it's not such a Deus Ex Machina, even if I don't think I've changed all that much about the mechanics of her whole Thing. 😭

😎 What fics do you prefer on a scale of canon compliant to wildly original?

I think solidly in the middle as a reader? I know I lightly avoid 'modern AU' tags in AtLA and Witcher and stuff, but not strenuously. I like plenty of Sanders Sides fic where they're proper people and not just figments in the mindscape. But I think I also prefer to read when it's not super rooted in canon, either? Fleshed out side characters and Everybody Lives, Nobody Dies for the win, baby!!!

Now as a writer...

One of my provided filter-able tags is canon divergence XD I still like to keep things pretty rooted in canon, though. I like having a scaffolding to build around. Going too far into original territory tends to make everything feel a little too wobbly.

I think the most original I get is smashing together fandoms that don't necessarily make sense based on tiny details. (Or details that aren't there. Ben Wishaw and Colin Morgan are just. Connected in my brain for some reason and so I have Once And Future...Spy?!)

[lunaxriax]

Odds for Jinae?

-🦋

distract me pls

1: Is there a boy/girl in your life?

Nope. I do have a little crush on someone, though.

3: What do you think of when you hear the word “meow?”

Kitty

5: Are you afraid of falling in love?

Yes.

7: Have you ever slept on a couch with someone else?

Yes, I have.

9: Name the last four beds you were sat on?

Mine, a friend's and that's it.

11: Honestly, are things going the way you planned?

I don't really plan things and just see how things go? Because I hate planning things and they don't go the way they should.

13: Would you rather have a poodle or a Rottweiler?

Neither? I'm not really a dog person.

15: Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum?

Zoo!

17: How long have you known your 1st phone contact?

My first phone contact is my brother, so very long.

19: Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes?

I think I'd rather be set on fire.

21: If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today?

I don't know. I don't really have too many good thoughts and memories about marriage.

23: How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now?

Right now, none.

25: What’s on your mind?

I want to go swimming!

27: What is your favorite color?

Any pastel color.

29: Who are you texting?

Right now, no one.

31: Have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right?

Plenty of times.

33: Do you think anyone has feelings for you?

I don't think so.

35: Say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you?

I'd feel a little hurt about it but I wouldn't mention it because I'm not dating that person so it doesn't matter.

37: Are you friends with the last person you kissed?

Yes, I am.

39: Has anyone upset you in the last week?

I don't think so.

41: Where’s your last bruise located?

On my knee.

43: Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad?

I have those thoughts occasionally. Only because I'm used to moving around and never staying in a place for too long.

45: Do you have a favourite pair of shoes?

All of my shoes are favourites! I have a shoe obsession, honestly.

47: Would you ever go bald if it was the style?

Oh gosh, that would be a funny look, don't you think?

49: Does your bedroom have a door?

Yes.

51: Do you know anyone who hates shopping?

A couple of my friends do, I don't know why. Shopping is fun!

53: Are goodbyes hard for you?

Not really. I'm used to people leaving, so I learned to live with it.

55: How is your hair?

In desperate need of a trim and maybe some deep conditioning

57: Do you think two people can last forever?

When I was younger I was convinced of that but as I got older, I started hoping for it more rather than believing it.

59: Green or purple grapes?

Both!

61: Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?

I wish I was at a nice beach with a cocktail.

63: Where will you be 5 hours from now?

I have no idea.

65: This time last year, can you remember who you liked?

Yes.. unfortunately

67: Did you kiss or hug anyone today?

No, I haven't.

69: Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

A lot of times, yes.

71: How many fingers do you have?

10

73: How old will you be in 5 months?

Still 26

75: Why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love?

They tried to kill me, so that was dealbreaker!

77: Are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago?

A few.

79: Is there anyone you know with the name Mike?

No.

81: How many people have you liked in the past three months?

One.

83: Will you talk to the person you like tonight?

I don't know. Maybe

85: If your BF/GF was into drugs would you care?

Yes, I would care. Because I can understand it.

87: Who was your last received call from?

A co-worker

89: What is something you wish you had more of?

Self respect.

91: Do you sleep with your window open?

Yes. It's nice.

93: Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth?

Maybe. I have lots of secrets, but I'm not sure if people need to know about any of it.

95: You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem?

Nope, no problem at all.

97: Did you sleep alone this week?

I have.

99: Do you believe in love at first sight?

No, I don't.

[mc-rupige]

HEY,

it's 2 am and tired BUT MAN im sorry but I'm with c!Sam

He was doing his job! Yeah he hurt Tommy but people are blaming more him than FUCKING DREAM

Also Ranboo and Tubbo knew that the plan was fucking flawed and they shouldn't have encouraged Tommy