#i literally wanted to burn that fuckers house down

[mooifyourecows]

Something interesting I learned is that here in Illinois, if the weather gets real bad and snowy, they just SHUT THINGS DOWN? Like stores close and stuff???? Wow that's pretty cool, like, in Idaho, they wouldn't even shut the schools down in a blizzard unless the buses physically could not drive through the snow drifts. And stores and stuff NEVER shut down. They expected you to trek through two feet of snow to get to your shitty minimum wage job, no excuses.

One winter, the snow was so bad and so thick, and the temperatures so low, my dad had to come save me from my house in his tractor because nothing else could get down my lane. And my partner's boss still expected him to get to work on time lmao fuck that guy I hope he's dead now

But here, they get a little bit of snow on the ground and everyone is like "better not risk it, see you next week".

Fun!

[lith-myathar]

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[shmingleping]

Ok but why is it that I can't go even one fucking day in this house without seeing at least one spider all up in my stuff??

It's not just gross, it's horrifying. I'm incredibly arachnophobic, just thinking about it makes me itchy and uncomfortable. BLEH.

WHY WONT THEY FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE ?!?!?

[madelynraemunson]

i need to know if we ever get jealous of eddie’s said short lived relationships. do we ever try to sabotage them? or are we the type to try and get along with them and thats when they’re like “oh no you two need to be together?”

(i know the answer in my heart but i want to hear what you think lol)

ex husband!eddie x reader

whaaat? sabotage eddie's relationships? 😵 that's diabolical. why on earth would we do that?

that one time we showed up to his house wearing a sundress after months of wearing sweats was TOTALLY unplanned! we had a date, after all.

and that one time we were dancing with eddie at the family bbq, rocking out to all our favorite songs like careless teenagers right in front of girlfriend #3 was all a ploy by our kiddos! right, kids? right? we do everything for the kids. they love seeing their parents happy and getting along. right, kids?

and are you really still on about the day of eli's talent show?? 🤦🏻‍♀️ we only asked girlfriend #9 to take a family photo of us because she was the only one that was around. that's all 😇 and she shouldn't be mad at us! eli LOVES taking pics with mommy and daddy. who is she to get in the way of a family, especially when kids are involved 🤨😤 (also, we didn't MAKE eddie place his hand where he did in the pictures. he literally did it by himself, on his own terms.)💋

...okay, bunnie you got me! we know damn well what we're doing 😅 but quite frankly, so does eddie.

you've got a date with david tonight. in fact, eddie knows was nice enough to house sit for you and help the kids with homework. an innocent, sweet little gesture. right?

you and david are watching a movie on his couch and things are getting steamy really fast. david is about to kiss you when...

RING! RING!

you pull away immediately. checking your phone to see who it is, you realize,

"it's my ex husband, that fucker. the house better be burning down." you go to answer it. "yes?"

“hey, sweetheart, this is eddie...the banished." he greets you. “i can't seem to find the measuring tape and was wondering if you knew where it was."

you're unsure as to why he would even need measuring tape. regardless, you reply,

"it's in with drawer of miscellaneous stuff. the one by the kitchen sink.”

"ahh, that's right. found it. thanks, babe."

but that's not the only useless call of the night. as your date with david continues, the calls keep coming through in seemingly calculated intervals. at the worst possible times. with the most irrelevant fucking questions.

“i can't find the baking soda." “where do you keep the batteries? the c batteries not the double As." "hey, just a heads up, you might wanna call somebody for this pipe." "what's the wifi password again?"

"EMUNSON1986!" you hiss. "the year you graduated high school."

"aww, really?" eddie coos. "that's endearing. thanks baby."

eventually after an hour, the calls stop. you and david were able to finish the movie, and get back to that steamy interaction before you were spammed mercilessly. david is now fiddling with your straps as you two are kissing, his available hand grazing your lower back, breath hitching when —

RING! RING!

"jesus h CHRIST!" you howl. "it's midnight for god's sake. this better be important. HELLO?”

"sorry," eddie mumbles on the other line. "remind me, i'm looking at your snake plant and was wondering how often these guys need watering? they look a little parched."

"once a day and i already did it," you say through gritted teeth.

"it's a new day, should they be watered again?"

"don't worry about it, eds."

"i always worry, sweetheart.”

david happens to hear this. giving you a side eye now, your date watches as you stay on the line with eddie for a couple of minutes. finally, you get eddie to agree to stop calling, which fills you with relief when you hang up the phone. your eyes then travel back to david, whom you begin to bat your flirty lashes at.

"now." you say. "where were we?"

"you should probably go home," david huffs. "looks like the fort still needs holding down."

you're seeing absolute red now. you are seething. that motherfucker.

your drive home is an angry, and sexually frustrated one. you can't believe eddie would sabotage your date like this, your only fun night out this week. he's in for it now.

"date ended early sweetheart?" eddie pouts at you the moment you walk into your house.

"bedroom," you order. "now."

tagging peeps who seemed interested in this lil universe! as always thank you for reading 💋

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[doorp]

Annabel loves that lenore hates any authority figure telling her what to do and then forgets that that also includes her when she decides to play the role of a queen- literally almost every time Annabel tries to get Lenore to do something Lenore goes fuck you and does the complete opposite.

Ooohh ur trying to get me to forget you/hate you by telling me that our friendship wasn’t real? Fuck you im faking my death and and we’re getting married

Ooohh you want me to treat our classmates as fodder and use them to escape? fuck you im speed running the found family trope with all these fuckers

Ooohh you want me to throw the lesson so I dont make any enemies? Fuck you im ringing that damn bell I didn’t get chewed up by rats and break my fingers for nothing

Lenore doesnt give a single fuck even when its the woman she burned her house down for if ur acting ridiculously shes gonna sit your ass down

She’ll play along as long as its not going too far like alright Morella can go with you in the maze but I get her on Saturdays |’,

[hannie-dul-set]

Embarrassing Heeseung x embarrassed reader or someone other than Hee whtv you want... I only think of him for this tropeedkmf...

[sweet venom]. there’s nothing in the world more potent than desire. it overwhelms, senses taken by the singularity of want— the want for something, anything— everything, gnawing at the veins that pulsate under thin flesh. everything is blurry save for the very object of that desire, a vivid clarity amidst countless gray abstractions.

“i’m hungry.”

and when that desire is combined with your shameless boyfriend’s bloodthirsty appetite—

“can i bite you?”

—things are bound to get a little bit dangerous.

heeseung must have forgotten that you’re in the middle of a party right now (and in the middle of a conversation with jay about extraterrestrial life). or maybe he simply doesn’t care, because jay’s face of absolute judgemental disgust across the kitchen counter doesn’t seem to affect him at all, either. “get a room, you freaks,” your friend says before evacuating the area with a can of OB, and he takes that as a green light to go all up in your space.

your own can feels cold to the touch in your palm. jay might have evacuated, but there’s still jake and jungwon in the kitchen entryway. sunoo just walked in too, to snag a bag of chips from the counter— who, in fact, just became an unwilling witness to lee heeseung getting elbowed in the rib after trying to nibble on your neck.

“oh my god.”

literally trying to nibble on your neck, because you just felt his fangs graze your skin a little just before you managed to push him off. “heeseung,” you hiss, scolding him. it’s a good thing most people’s thoughts usually lean towards usual hormonal behavior instead of vampirism when witnessing a scene such as this.

still. it doesn’t redact from sunoo’s sense of violation at the sight. “seriously? right in front of my chips?” you turn to sunoo, feeling the blood rush to your cheeks. which is bad, because heeseung twitches from behind you and suddenly tugs you closer and wraps his arms around your waist. you feel his uncaring breath in the space between your neck and shoulders, sending shivers down your spine, but more than that— you feel embarrassed as fuck right now.

someone ought to put this bloodsucker on a freaking leash.

“haha, sorry about that.” you elbow him again. again. and again, because the fucker just won’t budge. a mindless groan drawls out from his throat like he’s drunk on something, and you flinch. shit. good thing it was low enough for only you to hear. not good thing is how you can feel two significant sharp points of pain pressing into your skin. “heeseung, get a fucking grip.”

he interprets that as tightening his grip around your waist. god damn it. you mutter a few silent prayers to mother mary up above.

“i’ll pretend i didn’t see anything.”

“thank you, i appreciate that.”

your face still burns, but when sunoo turns around and turns a blind eye to heeseung’s shameless display of indecency, you immediately latch onto one of his arms and pry him off you, dragging him out the back door before he makes a mess out of you in sunghoon’s kitchen (not the hot kind. the bloody kind).

surprisingly, he doesn’t protest as you manhandling him out the door with a grunt, locking it shut before you submerge him and you in between the bushes and night and the outside panels of the house. does he want everyone to find out that he’s a life-sized mosquito? you wonder, but with that hazy look in his eyes, you doubt he’s thinking of anything besides wanting to leave a pretty mark on your neck— maybe a few if you’re feeling generous.

but you’re not, because you’re pretty sure they’re gossiping about you inside the house right now. “heeseung,” you sternly start. heeseung is batting his eyes at you expectantly. you want to punch him in the face. “we’re in public. what the fuck?”

he says nothing for a moment. silent, before he makes a very astute observation.

“not anymore.”

you blink at him.

well.

he’s…he’s right about that one, isn’t he?

“heeseung— ah—!”

desire is a dangerous thing. it makes people believe you ditched the party to mess around with your boyfriend, when in reality his feeding time is just overdue. but really—

“more,” heeseung grunts, a sharp taste of breathless iron on your tongue as he trails up from your neck to your mouth. “need more.”

—there’s not much difference when desire muddles the line in between.

[nubisaureus]

when you wear their jersey

how the haikyuu boys react when you wear their volleyball jersey

character(s): Oikawa, Tsukishima, Kuroo

pairing(s): fem!reader x timeskip!Oikawa, Tsukishima, Kuroo (separately)

contents: very suggestive language, nakedness, taunting, established relationship, shared house, implied marriage proposal

a/n: not proofread! I am currently sick so apologies if it's not that good but it's been such a long time since I had written about the haikyuu boys T^T

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Oikawa

(a/n I'm completely whipped for this fucker, I literally can't stop writing about him sdjkaskddks)

It had absolutely been a dream of yours to wear his jersey, ever since you two had started dating, so one time before a match you snatched it from his closet, and showed up at the game wearing it.

As he scored his first point, his eyes instinctively scanned the crowd, looking for your face. As he finally detected you, he was surprised to see what you were wearing, but ultimately smiled brightly, giving you a meaningful and eloquent look.

You gave him an innocent one, casually tying it in a knot, revealing your abdomen to him. His smile quickly turned into a grin, and you gave him a naughty smile.

Maybe it was just your impression, but during the rest of the game you noticed he was ever so slightly faster, more powerful and precise

Who would've thought wearing his jersey would've riled him up so much?

After the match, you two went home, but not before Tooru having to deal with a very feisty army of girls that were desperate for his attention.

Some of them did have his jersey as well, but it couldn't even compare to yours: it had Tooru's smell on it.

«So..someone wanted to show off today, huh?» he started, hooking a finger under the knot you had made, pulling you closer to him.

You looked at him through your lashes, faking an innocent attitude.

«I have no idea what you're talking about..I just liked this random t-shirt..» you faked even more, playing dumb.

He smirked, leaning into your charade.

«Oh, so if it's just a random t-shirt, then you wouldn't mind taking it off, right..?»

You panicked a bit, not wanting to take it off.

«To be honest, I'd like to keep it, thank you very much.»

«Oh, so you want to keep it on while I fuck you senseless?»

Tsukishima

You decided to wear his volleyball jersey to bed. It was just a random choice really, but when he came home later that night, you were met with his arched brows.

«Interesting choice of night outfit.» he commented, putting his duffel bag down, and slowly undressing, basically getting ready to shower.

You looked at him, your insides burning at the way he nonchalantly remained naked before you, except for his boxers.

«I hope for your sake that you're not wearing anything under it.»

And you weren't. You were feeling naughty that night, and besides, his jersey was so big compared to your body, that it was enough to cover up to halfway of your thigh anyway.

«Why don't you find out for yourself, Tsukki?» you taunted him, lightly stretching, making the hem of the skirt slide up, almost revealing your intimate parts.

He gave you an intense look. Even through his glasses, you could feel the intensity of his lust, and you were going to rile him up even more.

You beckoned for him to get closer, and he did, leaning his weight on the bed.

Your body was halfway covered by the bed sheets, but it didn't last long: he slid them down, and grabbed you by the ankles, making you slide all the way towards him, since you were so short compared to him (a/n who isn't though? boi is fucking 1.90 m, ffs).

The motion made the jersey slide all the way to your waist, revealing your lack of underwear.

«Would you look at that. Exposed, aren't we?» he taunted you, fingers trailing your thigh, making you shiver.

Maybe you would've worn his jersey more often, after all.

Kuroo

You wanted to surprise him a bit, so you decided to dig in the closet for his high school jersey.

«Found it.» and you put it on, finding out the Nekoma color scheme complimented your features quite well. What a nice added bonus.

As he came home from work, he found you casually working from home in his high school jersey and jeans, making your silhouette look phenomenal.

«Do my eyes deceive me, or are you wearing my high school jersey?» he asked, not sure whether to be confused or flattered, but then the latter option won.

He set the briefcase on the table, coming to you to hug you from behind.

«So?» he urged, wanting to know.

«I don't know, I just wanted to surprise you I guess? And having your surname on my back kinda feels nice too..»

«Oh?» you blushed, not sure how you had managed to actually say it out loud.

«Forget I said anything, I just don't know what got into me.» you swiftly take it back, but you can feel his smile on your neck, as he kisses the crook of it, in a sign of affection.

«Well, if you want my surname so badly, how cruel of me would it be to deny your request, my dear?» and you felt him take something out of his pocket.

You ended up crying of joy that night.

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

request for yan!villain Eros: What happens that after the kiss in the garden, mc avoids him like a plague (I wouldn't do that he's hot)

Yandere! Villain x Regressor! AFAB! Villainess! Reader part 2

I'M MAKING THIS A PART 2 OF THE CANNON PLOT BECAUSE HELLO?? THIS IS GOOD (the ask, not my writing LMAOOO)

I'm gonna start answering the recent asks tomorrow after I made my draft for our Theatre play! So be patient please (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`)

Pookie you wouldn't do that to him, would you?? He would literally cry like a baby then burn the whole empire down 🥲

Don't believe me??

:)

This is short, but I wrote everything I can.

Eros sat inside his luxury carriage.

He's in front of your chateau, waiting for you to come outside.

It's been a week since he kissed you, and ever since then, you avoided him like the plague.

At first, Eros thought you were only shy. Maybe heartbroken over the fact that your fiance cheated on you.

But no.

No no no no...

You've been avoiding him and leaving him hanging.

What's that called again back in earth?

"Ah... She fucking ghosted me." Eros whispered to himself, gripping his fist. Even the leather gloves wasn't able to withstand the sheer force of his grip that it slowly ripped, and ripped. And ripped.

His patience was running thin.

He's not playing.

"Ah..." He brushed back his hair. His eyebags dark and deep, he stared at the ceiling, wondering where it went wrong. Then, the waterworks came.

Tears started to slowly drip down his cheeks as his eyes stung. His vision blurry, he lets the tears flow down to his neck or drip to his expensive outfit. He doesn't care. All he feels is the longing he had for so long for you.

He wants to see you, hold you, and care for you.

The memories of you dying in front of his eyes as the bitch who shall not be named blasted her magic straight to your chest.

He remembered how your whole body shook with resistance due to suddenly being hit with an elemental magic that is the opposite of you. Golden veins creeping up to your neck. Your eyes turning white. Your hair frying in the ends. He remembered it all.

He remembered how he was actually the one who insisted on you greeting the fucker (prince) and the bitch (Elysia). He naively thought that a closure was in motion.

He remembered how the guards, along with the prince, ordered for your arrest as a dark magic user. Elysia, smirking under her fan, woed about how the prophecy told her of how dark magic users are evil.

He remembered how he immediately fled from inside, running to your side, and hugging your comatose body. He remembered injecting so much dark mana into you so that you'll live. He remembered encasing the both of you with a barrier that no one can penetrate, and declared war then and there.

He remembered how his company became the sanctuary for dark magic users. He remembered how the top floors are converted to a hospital just to house you.

He remembered the pain, the agonizing, torturous pain he went through in order to achieve revenge on your stead.

He remembered blood. So much blood.

He was not the same anymore.

He remembered burning down the empire to the ground, walking in their blood as he carried your body to the throne.

So much happened, yet it felt like it wasn't enough.

And when he killed your comatose body and himself, and woke up regressed, he knew he had to save you.

He remembered seeing you alive and kicking again. It felt like a dream, crying into his bed, relieved.

Now, he's crying once more.

It's because he remembers everything.

He loves you, so much.

He swore in his last life that this would be his last with you.

The life where you are happy. The life in which you're not dead.

A life where you're not constantly being trampled on. A life where you're lifted up rather than being pulled down.

A life in which you're loved.

He's always been kind of an emotional mess since this life. But can you blame the man? He's been through so much for you.

But he will do it once again.

Not to prove himself.

Absolutely not. He doesn't care about himself.

But if it's for you, he will.

You're his beloved employee.

His love is extreme. He always knew this.

But why wouldn't a man bring the whole world to his beloved's feet?

Are they insecure? Do they think their beloved is not worthy?

Mixed frustrations welled up inside him once more.

He wiped his tears and sighed.

He doesn't want to do this, but if he wants to take revenge for you and offer the world to you, he will.

Hid gaze suddenly turned sharp and cold as he saw the Imperial carriage speeding to your gates. It seems that your... Ex fiance is desperate to get you back.

He once loved this guy as his best friend, but he's your tormentor. And he doesn't forgive tormentors. Your tormentors.

Dark tendrils leaked from the bottom of his well polished shoes, threatening to spike up and kill the prince who was yelling for you in front of the gates. Murderous intent leaking from his body as he cracked his neck and planned for an earlier war.

Heroes can sacrifice their love for the world,

But villains will sacrifice the world for their love.

[sinner-sunflower]

P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 22/?

STORY 1, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 14.5, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 23, PART 24, PART 25, PART 26

I totally forgot to post this yesterday alksjdlksajkl

It's literally in my drafts but the day was too busy I honestly forgot. So here's a treat!

Also, I know there's a lot of mystery and questions of what's going on but I never planned to fully stay on the POVs of those in Heaven. I just wanted to give you guys a glimpse but I didn't want to tell it all.

You are all as clueless as Luci. Just as I intended hehe

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Lucifer feels cursed. He can sense it. Even without Roo, he's certain that all this misfortune is deliberate. Given everything that has happened in the past few months, he didn't think it could get any worse.

He should've known not to jinx it.

Everyone jumped up, alarmed by the cannibal demon's frantic cries for help.

Outside, they were met with a chaotic battle as sinners and Hellborns fought against the supposedly dead angels. Both side have bodies that lay lifeless on the ground amidst the pandemonium.

Lucifer: What the fuck is going on?!

Cannibal Demon: We were piling the bodies up in the Embassy for burning, as you instructed, Your Majesty. But then—a body suddenly sprang back to life and attacked one of our workers! The next moment, we were all being attacked by the other bodies! They don't seem conscious, sire. They were snarling like rabid animals.

At that moment, an angel turned in their direction and charged straight at Lucifer. He extended his hand, and the angel burst into flames, collapsing to the ground and writhing in pain until it died.

Charlie, the hotel residents, and the other Overlords sprang into action, fighting to kill as many angels as they could.

Lucifer saw what the cannibal demon was talking about. The angels didn't seem truly alive. Instead, they screamed and attacked blindly, targeting anything in their path. Their forms were as mangled as the one that had fallen before him.

Then an angel was tossed at his feet. It twitched but the body was too destroyed to attack again. It looked up at him with blank eyes, black liquid streaming down its face like tears. The angel reached a hand towards him and tried to speak.

Heaven Angel: K-k-ki- me. P-ease

Lucifer was too petrified with shock to even register what the angel was trying to say. Was it begging him to kill it?

The angel gasped and attempted to crawl closer until an axe buried itself in its head, instantly killing it. Lucifer looked up to see Adam standing there.

He wondered when Adam had arrived.

Adam: Dude! Snap out of it! The fuck are you doin'?? And what the shit is happening?

But Lucifer couldn't answer. He just stared at the first man blankly.

Lucifer: I thought you were at the palace?

Adam: Seriously?! Gah!

Adam swung his axe again, killing an angel that had gotten too close.

Adam: One of these fuckers got in and I'd rather not die in your stupid house!

Another swing, another fallen angel.

Lucifer: They're angels....

He saw Adam's gaze harden but he does not falter one bit.

Adam: Are you just gonna stand there and stare or are you gonna do something?!

Lucifer snapped out of his daze, the reality of the situation sinking in. He looked around, seeing the chaos unfold as his allies fought for their lives. Taking a deep breath, he summoned his strength and stepped forward.

Lucifer: Let's end this madness.

He extended his hand, conjuring flames to incinerate the embassy, illuminating Pride like a giant flaming beacon.

Lucifer: Toss them all into the fire!

Lucifer's voice boomed across the city, echoing with authority. Soon enough, angels were screaming as they were engulfed in flames.

He took to the sky, setting fire to every zom-angel he could see. Reminding himself that they were no longer their normal selves, he saw this as an act of mercy.

Lucifer flew higher, his eyes scanning the chaos below. He could see Charlie, the hotel residents, and the Overlords fighting fiercely, holding their ground against the onslaught. Each flame he conjured was a prayer for the end of this madness.

As he incinerated bodies left and right, a troubling thought gnawed at him: Was this still Roo's doing? The state of these angels bore a striking resemblance to the infected creatures he had encountered in Sloth.

Roo: Not me, fallen. Looks like someone upstairs messed with something they shouldn't have. How thrilling~

The voice startled Lucifer.

Lucifer: What are you talking about?!

Roo: Hell's not the only one harboring a dark entity.

He cursed her silently but the Root of All Evil just laughed.

Roo: Corruption is such a wonderful thing.

The battle continued, and it didn't take long for them to rid the area of the reanimated corpses. However, the toll was immense. Everyone was on the verge of collapsing. The relentless series of events in the past hour had drained their remaining strength. If Heaven were to attack now, they would be fighting for their very lives.

Lucifer landed, breathing heavily, his mind racing. The angels’ corrupted state pointed to something far more sinister than he initially thought. If Roo was telling the truth, then Heaven itself was compromised.

Charlie: Dad!

Lucifer: Char-char, you guys okay?

Charlie: We're all fine.

Adam: Speak for yourself, girlie.

Charlie was only slightly surprised by Adam's appearance but didn't question him.

Lucifer: Are we sure that's the last of them?

Charlie: Alastor has his shadows canvassing the city right now.

Lucifer looked around at the carnage, wondering how much more they could handle. Before he could think further, Adam spoke up again.

Adam: I know those angels.

Lucifer: What?

Adam: Most of these are my girls.

There was a hint of sadness in his voice. Despite being a misogynist douche, Lucifer realized Adam genuinely cared for the angels in his army.

Lucifer: Exorcists?

Adam: Yeah... shit, what the fuck is going on up there? Why did they turn into these things?

Lucifer had no answer, so he remained silent.

They see something twinkle in the sky, followed by a beam of light. Lucifer quickly raised his hand to create a barrier just in time to deflect the blast. Even he struggled against Michael's powerful weapon. Multiple blasts rained down, but they were erratic, not aimed directly at Hell.

Something in the distance was getting closer and closer, dodging left as another blast exploded nearby.

Was Michael aiming for that?

They couldn't tell what it was until it drew nearer. It was an angel, struggling against another as they plummeted. Soon, more angels came into view. A particularly strong blast from Michael shattered Lucifer's barrier, and they could only watch as more angels fell into Hell.

The war had arrived.

And there was nothing they could do to stop it.

Roo: Play time~

Lucifer should've known not to jinx it.

[aris-ink]

can you PLEASE write this couple again? soft smut? i literally beg nothing topped this i swear (daddy's got you one) 🎈 https://at.tumblr.com/aris-ink/694418642578849792/lws2mtncn3lz

yes angel 🫰most of us have muddled reflections. I hope sometime you can see them for what they really are, and love yourselves every day for the rest of your lives.

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: romance

warnings: mentions of violence (not towards the reader), allusions to emotional abuse (not by jungkook), hurt/comfort, reassurance, praise, dirty talk, dd/lg, choking, mentions of spanking, riding, rough sex, creampie, soft!dom jk, he is.... in love.....

What's wrong with me?

Jungkook couldn't stand hearing that question. He couldn't stand seeing you cry, and he absolutely couldn't stand the people you lived with.

He refused to call them your family. No one who made you feel so down about yourself deserved to hold such a title. After he beat the shit out of your brother, he wasn't welcome in your house anymore and he had zero regrets. The next night, it took him all of twenty minutes to arrive at your place, stuff your bags into the trunk of his car and take you to his house.

It took all of his self control, however, not to sneak back into your neighborhood and slit the fucker's throat. Mostly because he had more important things to take care of, like helping you settle in. But if there was anything Jungkook has learned over the years, it was that there was no need to hurry when it came to making someone suffer. He knew how to hold a grudge. There was not an ounce of space for forgiveness in his heart for anyone who tore at your self esteem. No willingness to find it either.

By now, he didn't even need to hear you ask the question out loud. One look into your eyes and he knew what you were thinking. One look was enough to make him forget about everything that existed around him; the only thing that felt real and that mattered was you. Your warmth under his fingertips, so solid. The rest was smoke.

"Baby," he whispered into your ear, his hands running over your waist slowly as you sat in his lap. "Look at me."

You lifted your eyes to his, met with a soft smile.

"Nothing," he said.

You blinked at him, so adorably confused.

"What?"

"The answer is nothing," he clarified. "There's nothing wrong with you."

"Oh."

You immediately tried to avoid his gaze, but he wouldn't let you, not now, not ever. Not until his words were burned into your mind, covering all the other scars there.

His big hand cupped your cheek, tilting your chin up.

"Do you trust me?"

You fiddled with the fabric of his shirt, trying to find the right words.

"I- I do. I just wish I was more-"

"Don't say it," he warned. "I mean it, baby."

He hated the word normal. Absolutely abhorred it. His jaw twitched, his thumbs stroking both of your cheeks. Why did you have to grow up surrounded by people who littered in your lake, throwing all of their ugly thoughts, ignorance and hatred into its clear waters? Muddling your reflection so much that when you peeked into it you appeared small and distorted, like a dead, crumbling star, when in reality you were so bright and expansive; an entire universe of wonders. How were you supposed to see it in all the pollution? Some you even caused yourself, because they made you want to erase your image from the rippling surface altogether.

He didn't care how dirty that lake was. He was ready to dive in and suffocate to help you clean it out.

"Color?" He murmured, the tip of his nose pressing against yours.

Your eyes fluttered shut. Even though you weren't sure what he needed the confirmation for, you still answered quietly.

"Green."

Jungkook's mouth parted softly next to yours, his breath hot and minty on your skin.

"Then let go," he whispered. "Let daddy take care of you."

Let daddy take care of you. The one sentence that always made your shoulders relax, seeming to melt all your worries away. His tongue swiped across your bottom lip, warm and wet, teasing, inviting. He pulled you closer to him, already lost in your galaxies, and more than happy to turn to ashes among them.

He heard somewhere that bones were made of stardust. Yours and his must have been from the same star, longing to be reunited, moulded together for all eternity. He kissed you hard, his hands slipping under your shirt to skim your breasts, feel your nipples harden in response to the touch. His cock stirred and twitched at the feeling of your skin, his lungs constricted.

"I am going to fuck all of this doubt out of you, baby," he breathed, tightening his hand on your breast to fondle it. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll only know whatever I say, no other thoughts."

He lowered your panties with one hand, the movement clumsy and hurried.

"Like how much I love you," he grunted, lowering his lips to your neck. "How pretty you are. How amazing."

He twisted your nipple, teeth grazing your throat, a groan fleeing his lips when you sneaked your hand into his pants to palm him.

"Shit, what did daddy say about being a little minx, huh?"

You breathed out a whine, tilting your head back to allow him to press wetter kisses into your neck.

"But I need you, daddy."

Jungkook could feel his eyes rolling back. The sounds you made, the begging, the way you stroked his cock - it was too much. He hissed, his hips rolling forward unconsciously, seeking more, always needing more.

"Are you wet for me, baby? Already soaked your little panties?"

You moaned shamelessly, nodding against his lips. The sound was drowned out by Jungkook's groan, louder, longer.

"So fucking hot."

He let you pull his pants down his thick thighs, just enough to free his cock. It throbbed in your hand, leaking with the need for more friction, for a connection that would leave him buried so deep inside you there would be no space for anything else ever again. Not for doubt, not for fear or pain. Just him.

"Baby," he detached his lips from yours only to whisper these words. "Need to fuck you."

You moaned softly, your arms wrapping around his neck, hips lifting off his lap. His breath hitched when you lowered them again, agonizingly slowly, wet heat coming into contact with the aching tip of his big cock.

"Yeah, good girl. Ride me, baby."

You whined into his neck, sinking down softly to get used to the stretch, gripping him so tightly he couldn't help the stutter of his hips, the veins in his neck prominent with the effort of trying to not fuck into you.

When the skin of your thighs met his, your slick dripping onto him, he moaned into your hair and gripped it in one hand, keeping the other under your shirt.

Up. Then down. These were his favorite sounds; the wet, desperate slapping of your bodies, you falling apart around him like there was no tomorrow, lost in bliss. He let you roll your hips and set your own pace, experiment, torture his poor, damned soul in all the sweetest ways you wished.

But the heat in his body was becoming feverish, the need to take over and take care of you overshadowing reason. The need to pound into you and make your legs shake, hear you scream his name.

Licking his lips, he slid both hands down to your waist, soft to the touch, his hold on you secure and strong as he flipped you onto the mattress. You gasped, fingertips digging into the nape of his neck.

For a moment, he remained still, his eyes locked on yours. Could you learn to see your reflection in them instead?

He buried his face in the crook of your neck.

"I can't do this by myself, baby, I won't," he whispered. "Daddy needs you. Needs you to work with him on this."

Your thighs trembled around him. He looked up at you, dark gaze full of love.

"Promise me, baby."

You hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly. That was progress. Jungkook grabbed a hold of your neck, gently at first, making your lips part.

"You're a good girl who doesn't break promises, aren't you, sweetheart?"

You nodded again, your pussy clenching around him. He groaned, pulling out of the sticky heat only to plunge back in roughly, setting a pace so different to yours. The headboard banged against the wall, but Jungkook didn't give a shit. He wanted to come so bad, wanted to take you there with him.

"Fuuuck, fuck," his moans turned raspier, higher, his balls aching with each thrust. "Good girl, is this what you needed? Daddy's love? Daddy's big cock in that tight, pretty cunt?"

"Y-yeah," you stuttered out a whine, sharp nails dragging down the flexing muscles of his back. "Please daddy, please-!"

Jungkook choked you harder, shaking you a little.

"Are you gonna start listening to daddy? Huh? You gonna stop saying all that shit about yourself that makes my heart hurt? Are you gonna let me fucking love you?"

You let out a sob into his neck. He wasn't sure whether it was because of what he said or because of how needy you were, knowing that coming without his permission in this case would do nothing but land you in a whole pile of trouble.

"Color, s-shit, baby, what's your color-"

"Green!" You moaned. "Please. Please, daddy."

Jungkook shuddered, fucking you faster, meaner, punishing you with all the strength he had. You'd be bruised tomorrow, but the way you chanted his name clouded his mind, made his cock throb inside you.

"Answer me first, baby, do you want me to fucking spank you? Answer me."

You clenched around him again. He hissed, satisfaction washing over him when your back arched, words spilling out of your pretty mouth brokenly.

"Yes, I promise! I promise, d-daddy, ohh-"

"That's my good girl," he groaned. "So tight, oh god. Fuck. Come for me, yeah? Come on. Cream daddy's cock, baby. You want me to come inside you, don't you?"

That was enough to make you tense beneath him, his lips quick to capture yours and control at least some of the volume your cries carried throughout the room. Jungkook continued fucking you, his cock pulsing, filling you up with hot, thick strings of cum. He broke the kiss only when his own self control slipped completely, breathy yeahs let out into your neck.

Praises fell from his mouth in whispers when he limped against you, as natural and unconscious as every breath he took. Good girl, so beautiful, feels so good, I love you so much.

He lifted himself up to kiss you, hazy and sated, but the faint smile he noticed on your face made him pause. It looked relaxed. Genuine. Warm.

It made his heart feel like it was no longer attached to his body, but floating, entwined with yours, cells grown into each other, atoms connecting. He smiled back, his thumb brushing over your lower lip.

Maybe you could learn to see yourself in his eyes. At least until your lake was clean again.

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My thoughts on the Teen Wolf movie:

What the fuck was that?!

Eli is a pure smol bean who needs to be protected.

Dilf Derek 😍

Was I the only one who felt the strong unresolved sexual tension between Peter and Chris? I swear I felt like they were one second away from fucking.

Why is Liam on Japan? Is it because of the jar?

Hikari felt like she was just a replacement for Kira which is a shame.

It's not the same without Stiles. Scott literally needs his bestie or it's just not the fucking same.

The nogitsune storyline does not work without Stiles and Kira. It's literally their story.

Eli is literally half Stiles and half Derek.

Technically they didn't say Stiles hadn't come back in 15 years. So it could have been less time, there is no way in hell Stiles would stay away for 15 years. Not with his dad still there and still working. So maybe Stiles was just on an important mission and that's why his dad didn't want to call him.

Derek really got smart with the sheriff when saying he should call Stiles. The smug look was cute.

Why did Deaton and Scott move to LA?

They sure said nudity? Fuck yeah! There is hardly any part of Shelley/Malia we now haven't seen.

Parrish sure do got a booty on him.

How did the nogitsune get the Oni sword out of the nemeton? Shouldn't it have not been able to? The jar it was trapped in was made from the wood of the nemeton.

Derek pulled a Mufasa and that was just hilarious.

Eli said Scott hadn't seen him since he was 3. Eli was 15 and would have had to have been born before season 1. So did Derek not get Eli until he was already 3 years old?

Is Melissa a doctor now? She was wearing a white lab coat when she never did before as a nurse.

They really dumbed down Jackson to the point it wasn't believable.

Who is Eli's mom?? Maybe someone from New York?

Why Mason? Why become a cop?

We got some great one liners.

Allison is seriously going to need therapy.

What is Lydia's job?

Hearing them all swear was hilarious.

Harris? Really? Why? Like there isn't any reason why the nogitsune would pick Harris. He died in 3a and the nogitsune was 3b.

Melissa using a crossbow 😍 such a badass.

During the time Derek had let go of the nogitsune to push Scott away, Parrish could have burned the fucker and Derek wouldn't have had to die.

Eli went to live with Scott and Allison because he's the alpha but why uproot him? Why not stay in Beacon Hills so Eli can finish highschool and stay in the only home he knows?

Pretty sure Malia would have gotten custody of Eli. I doubt Derek would have granted Peter custody if he died but Malia I think he would.

Why was Malia still so cold? I don't think she would have still been that uncaring after 15 years.

Who made Harris going to Eichen House happen?

Seriously fucked up they killed Derek by burning him alive after his trauma with fire.

It was worth watching that dumpster fire just to hear Tyler Hoechlin swear.

Stiles not being at Derek's funeral was all sorts of fucked up. Couldn't they have like "had him there" but only show him from behind played by an actor who looks like Dylan? Just have like Scott hug him and tell him he's glad he could make it? Or have someone "live streaming it" on their phone on a video call with Stiles?

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meme turned sad

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- would you love me as a worm?

I'm back in the house again??

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- Lord have mercy I'm back in the house again STG

audio

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- He treats them so much better

bun in the oven

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- whoops wrong things to text him-

fruit roll up on his dic-

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- silly silly idea

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boss music

wazer blue

call for ya mama bitch

too tough to cry

lil hottie

glaze this DICK

jolly ranchers

cuddle trap

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feelings

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electric boogaloo pt 2

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httyd

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protective boo

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can tell when it's gonna rain

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class of 2013

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Angst time

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blue enchanting eyes

white toxic trash

both a lil insane for each other-

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will love you no matter what

Angst time

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Not fine

spite and magic, with a hint of guilt!

tiktok audio

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liquid smooth

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BLOCKED

STAY AWAY FROM MY BROTHER

new skin

end of an era

oooh nice, perfect~

juggler

wanna be in your arms

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tied down, lovingly

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- We tie Auron down, wonder how that went?

busted up like a jock geeked up like a nerd

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- It fits also

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third base

now we can.

Who's jealous?

ain't I clean tho?

demon name

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painting

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food critic

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- He'd love being one ngl

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MINE!!

marinara sauce never cling

hot tempered partner

big back

Cute aggression

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dancing hc

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Tug of War

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twitter posts idea

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listener gc

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kid versions

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au's from moot

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puff puff pass

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tall fuckers

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Boo and Tiana

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- this is so cute actually

Aussie accent Boo

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- rip anyone trying to understand them

boobs bounce

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meme

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roblox horror games

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random strays Bittersweet boy's

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Boo and Lucien meeting

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younger self

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boys we like

hate men

CREASE HIS JORDAN'S!!

be mean to me.

bittersweet gc

lol I'm dying listener's version

lol I'm dying Bittersweet version

everything you always wanted

they're my color

let the world BURN

give me patience

It's still you

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Monster Of The Week Ranchers Au:

Okokokokokok this au is based on small town that besieged with so much supernatural shenanigans that Jimmy the chosen one that wants to just be a normal dude and play his Cowboy esque character in his dnd campaign has to be forced to put on his destiny pants and save the town and sometimes the world every each weekend or so.

Jimmy is very much “I JUST WANT TO BE NORMAL” type of fated main character.

Tango who is his main love interest is literally a cryptid in the woods that legit falls in love with Jimmy at first interaction. Is actually dangerous but literally all he did is rummage tents for marshmallows and beer. Is highkey feral and is one of the first ones to join the bust the supernatural gang.

Grian is the brother of Main Character Jimmy that thought he would be the chosen one but destiny is a bitch making him a petty fucker for the first arc because Jimmy took his job in his eyes.

Scar is literally a dude that comes from a family of magic users that is heavily tied to the dark secrets of the small town but is the black sheep of the family despite being unironically the most powerful of his generation in his family.

Impulse is literally a normal dude. Excerpt he has a car and is way too willing to break all laws to help Jimmy and co beat whatever is the monster of the week. He eventually manages to get fae napped and Fae married in a later arc to Bdubs who is a Fae Creature.

Bdubs is a fae creature that is a little shit that appears to help or make Jimmy and co life a little bit hell. And yes somehow Impulse with his normal boy swag romances the evil adjacent fae being,

Kathrine is the recurring side character who goes to the posh private academy and from a rich af family who is probably one of the founding families of the small town. A typical popular chick but instead she’s actually nice and a friendly rival monster hunter to Jimmy. She wears a pink leather jacket and rides a motorcycle.

Scott is a vampire. Has his evil arc but eventually becomes a begrudged ally. Jimmy had a thing with him in his past life.

Fwhip as a normal dude that touches shit he shouldn’t touch. He goes outside during full moons for night walks. He summons demons or shit because he got drunk and decided to do Ouija. One of the dudes that saw “The Red Stalker” in the woods (Tango) but no one believed him and the cause of Tango bad press. In actuality Tango wasn’t trying to hurt him Fwhip got saved by Tango because another monster wanted to eat him.

Sausage as the son of the pastor that quickly learns that belief can burn bitches. Also a goddess lives in his head. He’s going through it.

Oli as the ghost that haunts the school auditorium that may be connected to some tragedy that is related to the secrets of the town. Possible died because of cult shit.

Gem as literally a new age movement leader that recently made a compound in the woods because of the “ENERGY” and “ZEN” of the environment. Worships the Fae Creature Bdubs eventually.

Lizzie is literally a old god that Joel summoned in a episode with a eldritch book. And yes Joel manages to convince her to date him.

Joel is just a normal dude that does have red string board in his room because he is sorta freaking out that ya know they live in small town supernatural.

Pearl is the goddess in Sausage brain. She can appear to other supernaturals but she kinda vibing because she is kinda low on magic god juice.

PixL as the history teacher that knows way too much about what the fuck is going down that week. Either he’s immortal or connected to a secret society,

Joey as a normal dude in theatre that is the main target of Oli shenanigans.

Shubble as a goth witch in training also part of the posh private school with a major crush on Kathrine.

BigB and Ren are two homies that recently became werewolves.

Etho is another Cryptid who is besties with Tango.

Martyn is the son of the mayor whose house holds so many secrets.

Mumbo is a vampire because of Scott villain arc.

Skizzleman is just a dude that thinks the town is normal because somehow he always rationalizes the freaky shit into stuff like CO2 poisoning. Or scooby Doo shenanigans.

Cleo is a zombie that Shubble revived making them like besties and roommates.

[mydysfunctionalvampirefamily]

Not another ward!! I hope they find a way around it, because last time it was just there.

Miles being all decisive and stuff. Good for him.

Ugh too handsome to be around mortals, could he be any worse???

Lmao forgetting the obfuscate faded when Neil interacted with the house. 😂 Now that's funny.

Damn Johnny, just immediately throwing it all out there huh? Telling Vitel they know he's Lasombra. Idk if that's smart. Yup there you go.

He just goes back inside and flees in a car? How pathetic.

Miles just taking a moment to appreciate the matte blackness.

Fuck man Vitel has crazy mind powers.

Black metamorphosis??? That sounds bad.

10 levels of lethal damage???? Torpor???? Hahahhaa just me nervously laughing.

AND MILES IN TORPOR. Oh Lex he doesn't die immediately.???? Well that's only the barest of reliefs!

I knew this fight was going to be stressful, considering all the buffs they gave each other before. But it feels like those buffs don't even matter rn!

It always makes me feel emotional when they call Britta Miles's adopted child.

Goddamn Vitel knows exactly what to say to make us all rage. He's the worst, but his lines do give me some kind of goosebumps. "looks like you're gonna be Prince, Johnny." "Pick which one I kill." ooohh that is real good.

Johnny being unable to distinguish between Britta and his daughter in that moment. 😭😭😭

Lasombras seem really cool and badass, I just wish he wasn't using those powers against the coterie.

Oh no. Not Johnny too, please.

20 SUCCESSES???? Uhm excuse me, I am pretty sure that's illegal.

Okay if I wasn't so stressed about this I would revel in all the badass lines Vitel is uttering. But I can only do that if they're gonna be alright.

Okay water cage is pretty damn cool.

RENWICK! Please! I'm glad I like you now.

Uhoh Vitel, you're not allowed to diablerise Johnny. Please. We need him.

Renwick is feeding on Vitel?? Ewwwww no not a feeding tongue. Please!

Goddamnit Renwick too??

Idk what he wanted to do with Wynn, but I'm glad it doesn't work!

Oh Renwick is remaining on his feet??

WYNN?!!!? WHAT THE FUCK? putting your fist on fire!

All the quiet groans and oh my gods, they're all so stressed!

Why is it always fucking tentacles??

Renwick is dead??? How did I miss that??? He was just starting to be cool! Is the fight over? How did I miss so much??? I'm very confused.

I need to go back a bit.

I'm sorry but Johnny scooping up Miles. 😏 I know I know now is not the time, but I mean...

Aww Neil trying to get Britta out.

Oh my God!!!! Renwick's head is just torn off????

Fuck they're gonna flee and this fucker is going to stay alive??? And what about Fester??? I mean I know they were literally dying out there but fuck!

Vitel breaking free 😩(also yes it took me someone pointing out to me that it's not Vitell even after there was an episode named after him)

Yes!!! Iron heart comes into fucking play, baby!!!

Nooo he's burning down the entire neighbourhood??? I knew this guy was unhinged but what the helllll??

Poor Fester.

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Y'all! Ya better talk me out of whooping a grown man's ass because it looks like my homegrrl's ex will be getting his shit pulled back the next time I see him.

Yeah, the one she wanted me to live with and who immediately triggered a red flag reaction from me. She dumped him because he turned out to be as toxic as I suspected - unethical nonmonogamy, yelling at her, violation of boundaries, filming her without her consent, you name it. She had to force him out of her house last night (the house I would have been in if I hadn't found another option) and is seeking out a temporary protective order today. She's literally on her way to court right now. He's threatening to send private videos of her to our workplace, and revenge porn is actually a felony in our state so let him fucken try it. I will sit on his chest and beat his motherfucking face into mincemeat. Apparently he also posted some videos of her to fb live but I'm not "friends" with him on there so I haven't seen them, but of course I believe what she says. Of course I feel guilty now for having contemplated scaling back my friendship with this excellent, smart, clever woman because of the drama he created between us, but I'll never do that again. I get easily overwhelmed and I just shut down sometimes, and that's what I was doing with her. Not happening again.

We're meeting downtown after work to drink and fellowship with one another. At my old haunt where I did all them drugs and regularly got ripshit drunk. I'm a hilarious lightweight these days and can only handle a single beer every couple of hours (they have lots of nonalcoholic options there now including a n/a IPA that's really tasty), but I can feel the spirit of the old Scumbag Me behind my eyes somewhere. She's aching to come out and burn this fucker with her cigarette.

[szczekaczz]

heavier vent lol

i deliberately don't talk about politics here because i have other better places for that so forgive me for this one time. inhale

i hate russia and it's politics and it's politicians and everything it stands for. i hate living next to it, i hate waking up and fearing "today is the day they come for us" everyday. because poland is as much a ""historical part of russia"" as ukraine is. i will never forget what the red army for to my family once they entered poland and don't get me started on the whole western "umm akshually 🤓☝️ red army only targeted and killed the nazis so i guess your family must've been nazis as well" bullshit i see on the internet, they were living the middle of the fucking nowhere. it was a "village" made of what, ten houses in the middle of the forest, they were fucking farmers who had literally nothing in common with the politics and these fuckers still destroyed their whole lives, burned down all their houses and crops and animals alive, tortured them, raped every single girl and woman who didn't manage to hide fast and good enough. and the generational trauma never went away, to this day my family says in the most casual tone that, quote, "if the russians were to invade poland we would instantly feed the poison to our children and then stab ourselves in our hearts with the knives". i'd want to believe that anything may change in the russia in the near future but honestly i have no hope left. i love my homeland and my shithole i was raised in and i hate wondering when will i be forced to leave it forever with my whole being. i hate wondering how would i manage to evacuate and take care of my family abroad since i'm the only one who knows english and they don't know any other language. i know there are good russians and everything but it doesn't change my despise for their country. and i hate this weird admiration for russia i've been seeing in some western online spaces lately? culture and arts and language is one thing, i have no problem with it, there are some things i like too, but to actually side with their politics and say russia is actually one of the good guys?

i know the reality and the world itself isn't black and white. that everything is complicated and requires looking at it from as many sides as possible. this post is just my personal venting about things that are very often on my mind these days. also this isn't an invitation to talk about russia or the west. i still don't feel ready to discuss this with people outside from the former soviet bloc. talking about politics also requires a very thoughtful and precise language, and i'm still not sure with my english language skills in that regard. i think i will be able to do it in the future, but today is not that day. please respect this