#i mean innocent things and i dont need to whine about it in detail i mean there are way more annoying things to actually go off about

[bluewinnerangel]

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[doing-something-unholy]

hiii Father, why dont you set a good example of repentance for lent and tell us a kink you're ashamed of?

Oh-h, Lord... I, uh- well. Um. Let me say first, I've always held myself to harsher double standards than other people- I mean, I know what I'm supposed to preach but it always seemed to me what consenting adults do in their own time is none of my business-- This is a very long way to say... just because I'm ashamed of it doesn't mean anyone else should be.

But, well... I-I have complicated feelings on the subject. I almost like the idea of being teased with the shame of it more than the kink itself-- I'm stalling.

I have fantasies where... where I-I'm the victim of sexual assault.

I don't want that to happen for real, obviously, I'm not really even sure if I want it as roleplay, but... I fantasize about it a lot. I think I've been taught to have so much guilt and repress any sexual desire that this is the compromise my subconscious came up with, I don't need to feel guilty about sex I didn't ask for.

But you asked because you want details, dont you?

(heavy cnc tw)

I often fantasize about being held down, my arms behind my back. Someone is behind and on top of me, their weight keeping me from getting away and making my struggles useless.

I can't get away from their wandering hands, and my protests and whimpers get shushed. They don't care if I don't want it, they're going to take what they want from me and they're even going to make sure it feels good. They reach under my cassock and into my pants to hear all the guilty moans and little whiney 'no's they can pull from me.

Then their hand slips behind me and I realize what they're going to do to me, so I start struggling again, begging them not to sodomise me and getting cut off by being shoved down onto the bed a little harder. Their fingers tease my entrance but my cries are muffled by the blankets and they can't have that so their free hand grabs my hair and pulls my head back so they can hear the shameful pleasure in my voice when they push inside and start to stretch me open.

I want to hear them whispering in my ear the whole time, too. Telling me to relax, to give in, how I'm being "such a good boy, Father, stop struggling you pretty thing, I know you can't admit you want it just let me make you feel good, doesn't being violated feel good, Father? I knew you were a slut. Such a dirty priest, so desperate to get fucked, you're not even fighting me anymore you naughty whore, you ready for my cock, Father? No? Too bad--" and then they're sinking in inch by inch and it's too much but I have no choice but to take it.

Maybe they try to be gentle but it doesn't last, slamming their hips into me to claim me as theirs. And by that time I can't pretend it doesn't feel good, whining and moaning under them, maybe not even trying to get away anymore, maybe too exhausted to fight back.

And eventually when they get close they're gonna force me to cum with them, they wanna feel me spasm around them, I want to be forced to cum from being violated. And then they're cumming inside me and its over, all the fight goes out of me cause they won, they got to claim me and take my innocence and make me into a dirty slutty priest. The church isn't gonna want me back now, they coo at me so sweetly, so I'm all theirs now.

And I would love every second of it.

[wh6res]

WHEN YOU FIND OUT HE HAS AN ONLYFANS BC HE ACCIDENTALLY CASTED HIS LAPTOP SCREEN TO THE SMART TV

feat. the ‘00 line : tw suggestive

✰ — RENJUN is mortified. wtf his screen turned black right as he was cropping off his face from the video of himself masturbating in the car, where he does most of his onlyfans content bc duh he can’t do it in the apartment. you were always straight home after classes. a homebody. he cant just splay himself on the bed and moan and whine loudly to his heart’s content or else you’ll hear him and god no he’d rather die than you finding out he has an onlyfans. but just as he was furiously pressing the space button of his laptop to get it work somehow, your head pokes inside the door. “uhm, renjun i think you accidentally casted your screen on the tv” “ha ha what? no i did not” and right on cue, he hears the very distinct “ugh baby bet you want this cock in your mouth don’t you? i do too” coming from the living room and his cheeks were tinged red when he fell to his knees. “yn please let me explain!”

✰ — JENO is proud. you and him are quite close, he wouldn’t call it being bestfriends but still, he’s comfortable in your presence and so are you with him. its not that he’s keeping his onlyfans a secret, it’s just you never really asked anyway so he didn’t tell you anything. you and him were chilling in the living room like always. just you getting some readings done on the coffee table while he edits his pictures on the sofa. he had his earphones on and everything and was just doing quick last touchups for this latest nude pic he’s going to post tonight. just when his laptop screen turned black, the smart tv opened on its own, you and jeno’s eyes widened questioningly until there it was. his nude pic; standing before the gym’s locker room mirror, holding his hard dick on one hand, phone on the other, with his tongue teasingly peaking out. “okay but can i see the real thing right now?” jeno doesn’t let the shock paint his features. simply, he smirks.“fine but no drooling”

✰ — HAECHAN is shameless. he’d be kinda confused as to why his laptop’s screen suddenly turned black on him while he’s editing the audio for a new video he’ll be uploading in the weekend. he’d be plugging up his laptop charger bc he thought the device was drained, until he heard slick sounds and his moans coming from the living room. where you were. holy shit. when he bolts out his room, he finds you choking on your chips, sat upright on the couch as you can’t even take your eyes off the screen. he was going to apologize but when he saw the pink tinge on your cheeks and the way your legs clenched as you watched the video of him jerking himself off, he didn’t feel sorry. “are you that fascinated that you can’t take your eyes off my cock, baby? there’s more where that came from” and when you shyly waddled inside his room well... “hey wanna make a sex video with me? we can split the money”

✰ — JAEMIN is clueless. so like jeno, jaem over here isn’t going crazy trying to keep his onlyfans a secret. he wanted to tell you initially about it but the topic was never breached in everyday conversation until eventually he forgot to tell you about it completely. he had been streaming live that night until his toe might’ve accidentally pressed the button that said screencast just as he was about to cum all over his hands. meanwhile you in the living room, raised an eyebrow when the movie cuts and you see him on screen, right when he says “i wish you were here with me. your pussy would feel amazing choking my cock” when his stream was over, he hears a knock on his bedroom door and he immediately put his pjs back on before opening it. “hey jaem thanks for free content, thats some good stuff you have there. maybe i can join in sometime, okay thats all i have to say! bye~” “uh wait hold tf up what do you mean”

✰ — YANGYANG is relieved. okay so yeah he’s keeping it a secret but only because from what he remembers, you were always more on the conservative side. bb is scared you might kick him out if you find out he’s a content creator at onlyfans. okay definitely, his secret keeping needs a little bit of work because he literally left the tab open, right on his profile. you and him were working on a project together and you had insisted he casts his laptop screen on the tv for the presentation file and boiiiii he accidentally casted the wrong tab omfg im dying. his fingers trembled trying to find the uncast button as the most recent video he posted autoplayed “hey babe, you back? daddy’s been waiting for such a long time i missed your sweet pussy” but he pauses when he hears you laughing. “omg yangyang! i cant believe you have a daddy kink wtf!” well at the end of the day, he’s just relieved he doesn’t have to hide it from you anymore and he can still live here.

✰ — SHOTARO is cheeky. okay if yalls think he’s going to be all innocent and embarrassed and soft uwu about the whole thing lmao hell no. i dont think he is. i bet he’s hiding all that sexayyy charisma under that cute face and it’s also probably why he’d have a hoard of people on his onlyfans. addicted to the contrast of that cute, soft voice of his going deep and domineering when the led lights in his room turn red. okay so you were running around the room almost late to your appointment when he “accidentally” hits screencast on his laptop. and suddenly the smart tv opened and he tried gulping down his laughter when you literally stopped in your tracks and watched the video of him unfold. “i bet baby’s laying down right now with her fingers shoved inside her cunny, getting off at the sight of my cock, hm slut?” your eyes widened like saucers and shit your pussy just clenched. “taro wtf is that-that you?” “i don’t know, why don’t you come here and find out, baby?”

headcanon reqs are open bitches !! had so much fun making this lmao idk alot abt onlyfans so im sorry if some of the details are wrong :'>

[bnhaficsforthesoul]

Shiggy headcanons because he <3

warning: some nsfw and I say when it starts

okay first off, yes please help him take care of his skin but be nice about it, he is self conscious about his skin and will think you think hes ugly if you dont bring it up right- best way to go about it is say that you know it bothers him and makes him uncomfortable physically and mentally and you want to help him and you think that these products could help

cause he appreciates you looking out for him a lot

it also helps if you do a skin care routine with him! he thinks of it as a fun bonding time for the both of you and you being there in the habit of doing it everyday helps to remind him to do it everyday

at the beginning he could be very selfish and demanding of you (mainly of your attention and time) while also not giving you much in return- he didnt mean to, he legitimately has no idea what a healthy relationship looks like, all he knows is that he craves your attention and love but doesnt know how to give it back and is scared to anyways

you're really gonna have to be patient with him, help him to understand that you need to be given affection as well and that relationships require work from both sides - hell take everything you say very seriously because he doesnt want to disappoint you

he opens up in odd increments, hell go from you cannot know anything about me to heres my life story in 10 minutes, leaves out details here and there that hell save for another time, but hes not trying to trauma dump or anything its just so healing for him to be able to get it out to a positive outlet that sometimes he can give you a bit much without warning, but of course you want to help him so you comfort him as best you can

so scared of touching you, at first hes wary even with wearing gloves because just what if - what if something goes wrong and suddenly you're gone, he cant handle that

but he slowly gets there, first getting more comfortable with just you touching him and then hell carefully link his pinky with yours or press your foreheads together, small things that you learn to love

when he learns to control his quirk to the point of not having to worry about this anymore, he excitedly runs up to you hands out and just grabs you, let's his hands run all over your body in the most innocent way possible, for the first time he can actually feel you fully and hes so in love

if anyone even dared to hurt you he would kill them without a second thought, you are without question the most important thing on this planet, nothing else matters

he can be extremely possessive, but it's mainly because hes terrified you'll leave. he doesnt think hes attractive or has a good personality or any good redeeming qualities, he has no idea why someone as perfect as you would even consider looking in his direction, but he never wants you to leave

god he loves kisses. so much. could kiss you for the rest of eternity and would never get bored. when you pull away he will chase your lips and pull you in again

tell him hes gorgeous please. he needs to hear it, he has no idea how genuinely beautiful he is :(

he loves when you wear his clothes. they're more than likely all very dirty, especially if you wear them long enough to get them to smell like you because he wont wash them just to keep the smell (so you're probably gonna have to wash his clothes and help him to get into the habit of doing so), but he thinks you're so gorgeous in his clothes. its probably another aspect of him being possessive and liking things that make it obvious that you're with him, but he wouldnt mind if you stole everything in his closet

loves having you seated on his lap, especially during important meetings. yeah, hes got the hottest s/o on the planet, no one else can have them, cope.

seriously he loves showing off that you're with him he will brag endlessly if the situation allows it

loves playing video games with you of course, at first you were lucky to be able to be seated at his side and watch as he played, but now he got you your own special controller and cant wait to continue playing whatever 2 player game he can find

he gets you really cute gifts, probably stolen or things he found laying around, but they're always so soft - the sweetest gift he ever gave you was one of his old plushies that he keeps in his room, he washed it and everything for you and gave it to you so that even when hes not there you have something of him

loves when you play with his hair, it's probably tangled 90% of the time because he cant be bothered to even think about brushing his hair but will let you brush it for him and run your fingers through it and everything

though he does whine when you accidentally brush too hard and pull on his hair harshly, but his hair is seriously tangled and the brush might get stuck in it unless you're brushing it often

wants to protect you from the world. hes so worried about you constantly, he doesnt know what hed do if something happened to you, but if you're out hes always got an eye on you if hes not physically holding onto you

not a relationship thing but I just gotta throw in my nonbinary he/they Shiggy headcanon :)

I was trying to keep this mainly sfw but I just gotta include some nsfw, poor baby is extremely horny. mega horny 24/7. he probably wants to fuck you as soon as you start dating

whether you do or not is up to you, but just know he is not experienced at all. hes watched insane amounts of porn but quickly realizes that he cant use that as a basis for what to actually do with you, so you're gonna have to teach him a lot. even if you're inexperienced as well, you'll probably have a better idea generally than he does

after a lot of practice and semi embarassing moments, he gets pretty good at sex honestly. he genuinely wants to make you feel good and will listen to everything you say. hes very open to everything you want to try too

hes got some more extreme kinks that many people wouldnt be willing to even try, and he respects if you dont want to go into them because again he wants you to enjoy yourself

hell sub a lot at the beginning of your sex life because hes confused and you're probably taking the lead on things, but as he gets more confident that he actually knows what hes doing he goes more and more into being a dom - can and will still sub if you want him to, but generally ends up domming

[stvrdazed]

honestly your post is the reason i stopped rping on tumblr and only do 1x1 on discord. i get to just chill and have a good time with my friends without the anons and the stupid rpts. like they make jokes about how, "why haven't we bullied abc for xyz reason?" ik they think they're justified bc of the reason but joking about bullying and actually fucking doing it is not fucking funny.

this might not even be what you're talking about lmfao idk i'm just over it honestly. all the posts about how you have to do your research and do everything absolutely fucking perfect is tiring and i'm over it. like i rp instead of writing a novel bc i'm fucking lazy and don't want to spend 287 hours researching every detail of a plot i want to write. and having to play fcs to the exact specifications of who they are in real life to the point where i'm like, am i just rping as this person now??? yeah like 1x1 where i get to do whatever the fuck i want without rpts whining about about little damn thing people do was the best choice i ever made. sorry this rant makes no sense lmfao i just... hate the tumnlr rpc lol here's my advice guys. go to jcink. go to discord. go LITERALLY ANYWHERE ELSE.

exactly! i agree whole heartedly. i’ve been roleplaying with my small group of friends on discord for a while along with a bit of 1x1 here and there. though, its just upsetting to come back to a platform that shaped you into the writer you are and find these fucking awful people.  roleplaying in a group is not worth the mental fuckery that some of these admins and members put you through. its a group. it’s a roleplaying GAME. admins are not some sort of hierarchy who can judge other people based on if they “like them” or not. some admins act as if they’re bigger than the entire group. it gets down to the idea that you have to devote your entire life just to write this one character because god forbid if you have to be absent for a week.  hiatuses exist, yeah. but i still just dont understand what gives these people the right to be so fucking awful. and you know, i’ll be the first to say it. i’m not innocent. sometimes you do things to fit in places and sometimes you do mean things. the difference is that people who are actually sorry and want to grow from their mistakes ADMIT it and apologize.  thank you so much for sending me this ask. it helped me get some more thoughts off my chest. i really hope you’re doing well and taking care of yourself through this shitty time. you can always rant in my ask box, nonnie. i know sometimes we just need to rant together.

[mermaidxatxheart]

Bake Sale

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Word Count: 1562

Warnings: None, really. Not even swearing-surprising I know. Brief mentions of anxiety. Mostly it’s fluff.

A/N: This is just kind of a fluff piece I wrote one day when I was feeling a little unsure about my own skill as a writer. I hope you like it. Don’t forget to send me some love in the form of comments and asks or messages.

Bucky knew something was wrong the moment he opened the door. The smell hit him like a brick.

 Baked goods.

 Cookies, pies, muffins, sweet smelling breads. It smells like a god damn bakery in your house.  And while he’s an absolute slut for your cupcakes, it always means something is wrong.

 “Y/N?” He calls softly, walking through the house. He finds you in the kitchen, headphones in, probably turned up to maximum volume. You’re stirring something in a glass bowl, a dark brown almost fudgy looking concoction, brownies. Plates and plates of everything you possibly know how to make cover every inch of the counters and table. 

 What is he going to do with you?

 He steps forward and leans against the counter, dipping his finger into the bowl and tasting it. You let out a blood curdling scream and drop the bowl. If it weren’t for his super human reflexes, it would have broken and all the delicious brownies would have been wasted. You yank out your headphones and glare at him.

 “How many times have I told you, if you’re home alone, use the stereo. You have to be able to hear if someone comes in.” He says softly.

 “Let them. It’s not like I have anything worth taking.” You growl.

 “Absolutely, you do.” He says seriously.

 You scoff. “Sure, a TV that doesn’t work, books no one wants, a bed that’s just about to break. Yeah, it’s a real fucking treasure mine in here.” You rub your face roughly, but he notices the tears you’re trying to hide.

 He cups your face in his hands, tipping your chin up so that you have to look at him. “Something far more precious than all that shit.” He rests his forehead against yours and squeezes his eyes shut. “Do you know what I would do if someone hurt you? If something happened to you?” 

 Your breath washes over him and he’s lost, drifting over an ocean of pain but none of it can touch him, because he has you. His hands trail down your neck, thumbs tracing the front of your throat, before he grips your shoulders. You know he cares about you, he hasn’t made it a secret, but he’s reluctant to make a move. He wants to be better before dragging you into his shit. 

 “Bucky,” you breath and he crushes his eyes closed. 

 “Do you know what I would do?” He repeats, hands sliding down to your hands, holding them against his chest. 

 You shake your head slightly.

 “I would break the world to bring you back. You need to be safe. I need you to be safe.” He whispers desperately.

 “I’m sorry, Bucky.” You say softly. His name on your lips is heaven to him. Sometimes, he pretends not to hear you just so that he can listen to you call him over and over. 

 “Now, tell me what’s wrong? What’s with the bake sale?” He asks, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

 “I can’t do it. It won’t be good enough.”

 “First of all, that’s bullshit.”

 “Why would anyone want to read anything I write? It’s just crap. What was I thinking? I’ll never be as good as-“

 “I swear to god if you say J.K. Rowling, I’m going to scream.”

 “She’s so fucking good!” You run your fingers through your hair and Bucky groans.

 Loudly.

 “Doll, she’s not the standard. Yes, she’s good. Yes, everyone loves her and yes her books are still widely popular. But that doesn’t mean that she has the monopoly on books people love. You wrote something amazing. It’s touching and funny and so very you. And I don’t know if you noticed, but people tend to love you, so why wouldn’t they love your books?” Bucky presses his fingers to his temples for a minute. “You know, Steve gets mad at me. He can always tell when you fill out my mission reports. He says they’re far more entertaining than mine.”

 “He does not. You lie.”

 “I would never. Come on. Leave the brownies.” He says, pulling you towards your office. “No, leave the brownies.” He catches you as you try to go back to them. He lifts you up around the waist and carries you to your desk. 

 “Bucky!” You whine, pulling a small chuckle from him. 

 He spots the manuscript on your desk, ready to go off to get published. He’s so proud of you for finishing it. He knows how much it took for you to finally get there. He’s not going to let your anxiety get in the way. He sets you down, but he can sense you’re going to run-your muscles tense as your bare feet touch the floor.

 “I’ll catch you and drag you back here.” He warns and you sigh loudly, leaning into his side.

 “Fine, grumpy.”

 He slides the thick stack of papers into the Manila envelope and seals it. He scrawls your address in the corner and slathers several stamps in the corner. 

 “Where are your shoes, Doll?” He asks, looking down at you.

 “I’m not telling.” You cross your arms over your chest and he has a hard time not following the movement. 

 “That’s fine. I don’t really need you to walk to the mailbox.” He shrugs, stepping away. You nearly fall before catching yourself on his muscular arm.

 “Bucky!”

 “Come with me.” He holds out his hand for you and he can see the fear in your eyes. “Baby, please. Come with me.”

 You slide your delicate, soft hand into his big, rough one and squeeze it gently. “I’m trusting you.” You whisper.

 He knows how hard that is for you. He nods once, pulling you to the door. He pauses long enough for you to slip on your shoes. 

 The sky outside is dark, a storm is rolling in. You rub your bare arms, even though you love bad weather. “The sky is so grouchy today.” You snuggle up against him as he leads you down the steps. 

 He adores the feel of you against him, the way you crave to be close to him. You’ve never pushed him to move faster, always content to take things at his pace, and fuck, he loves you for that.

 He stops in front of the blue box at the end of your street and hands you the envelope. “Go ahead.”

 “No-I can’t.”

 “Of course, you can. You’ve been heading for this moment since you were three years old and picked up your first book. You can’t give up now.” He pushes the envelope into your shaking hands.

 You turn to stare at the innocent blue box. He gently opens the flap and it squeaks with rust. Lightly tapping the back of your elbow, he guides you forward until you have no choice but to tip the package inside. He closes the flap and turns to you. Your eyes are filling with tears and he cups your face gently. Your hands fist in his shirt at chest level and before he can react, you’re kissing him. 

 Your lips are like silky heaven, moving against his own. They taste like sugar and chocolate and he knows you were sampling the dough before baking it. His hands grip your hips as his brain catches up, then his arms wrap around you and crush you to him. He can feel your pulse under his hand, it’s racing a mile a minute. 

 He knows he should pull back, you need to breathe but for the first time in seventy years, he feels like he can breathe. He just can’t make himself back away now. 

 You break first, resting your forehead against his chest as your fingers card through his hair.

 “Bucky, I-“

 “I love you.” He rushes. He doesn’t want you to apologize, he doesn’t think he can stand to hear you say it was just a mistake. He’s crazy about you and you need to hear him say it.

 “I didn’t mean to-“

 “Please-don’t say that.”

 “Let me finish, rude. I didn’t mean to rush you. I know you need time. But you were standing there and you’ve helped me through so much, every panic attack, every tantrum, every emergency. You’ve been there for me, James. I just wanted you to know that I’m here for you, too.”

 His heart breaks into a million pieces as you speak. His chest physically hurts. He hugs you tight against him, burying his face in your neck.

 “How did I get so lucky?”

 “I love you, too.”

 He holds you like that for a minute until he can control himself again. Once he steps back, his eyes roam your face, memorizing every detail. 

 “We have a small problem.” You start and he tenses.

 “We do?”

 “I have a bakery in my kitchen.”

 “Oh, we can take all that to the compound. They’ll go nuts for it.” He says, taking your hand and leading you back to your home. 

 “Yeah right. Steve will kill me and there will be a bunch of diabetic avengers running around.”

 He tips his head back and laughs loudly. “Are you kidding? Steve will be the first to dive right in. And you’ll forever be on Wanda’s good side.” He pulls you tight against his side and rests his mouth on the top of your head. 

 Sometimes, things can be worth the wait.

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[sinfullytempting]

Temptations (????)

(A/N) this is going to be a really long chapter actually, Seonghwa is only here for a little but the next sin shows up later in this chapter and ill put his up as soon as he shows up!

Tag list: @needyateez /  @cafesan / @a-revolution-teez / @sailor-san​ /

San (Lust 1) / Yeosang (Gluttony 2) / Seonghwa (Greed 3) / ????? (???? 4) / Filler Chapter (5)

Flashback:

You nodded and grabbed clothes before heading into your bathroom, throwing a glance back at San who grinned at you from the chair at your table. “Go on or ill come in to help you change!” You threw a glare before slamming the door shut behind you, letting San’s laughter seep through the door.

“I hate sins…”

“Dont lie baby you love us!”

“I only tolerate some of you, aka Yeosang!”

Present:

You turned towards San once inside your room, letting Seonghwa clean up. “You, tell me more about these Guardian angels.” You cocked your head to the side as you half glared at the kitchen door. “And why sins are randomly showing up. Apart from Yeosang because I enjoy his presence so far.”

San cocked his hip out and crossed his arms, huffing as you mimicked his pose, ignoring the first part of the question. “First, the others are just curious about you, plus I know who’s probably going to be next but that’s for me to know and you to find out.” The corner of his lips quirked up in a smug smile, like he knew something you didn’t, which he did, plenty of things.

You huffed as you turned towards your dresser to pick out some pj’s, “…is Seonghwa going to stay over?” San shrugged. “I won’t let him.” You flushed before you grabbed clothes and escaped into your bathroom, passing the rapidly cleaning Seonghwa who shot you a soft smirk causing your cheeks to flush deeper, not used to having one, let alone two, highly attractive boys, even if they were demons, wandering around your flat.

You locked the door and slid down it, breathing deeply. Yeosang was the only one you could handle, you couldn’t even handle San at the moment, and you doubted you ever would be able to. and Seonghwa seemed like a whole handful along with San, and you didn’t know how much of a hassle the other sins would be. You brushed your hair back before changing into your pj’s.

“You’re not staying here.” You hear once you finish changing, leaning against the door. You hear Seonghwa scoff out a mocking laugh. “I’m not going anywhere lust. San huffs. “I am stronger than you, i will forcefully remove you.” You hear San hiss, annoyed at Seonghwa’s mocking tone then hearing the laugh that follows. “You think that matters?” Seonghwa snarks and you cautiously opened the door, thanking the day you put WD-40 to keep it from creaking as you opened it a little bit to peek out, interested in the conversation.

“It will work, I will use my powers, and you won’t be able to resist. I’m stronger than you Seonghwa, remember that.” San walked closer, stopping right in front of him, fingers itching to wrap around his neck and choke him into his place as the weaker one of the two. “Try me.” San had his hand wrapped around Seonghwa’s neck within seconds of the words slipping from his lips. His hand tightened as a faint threat, pinning Seonghwa against the wall as he leaned closer.

“You will leave.” San spoke, voice deeper, cat eyes narrowed in anger as he tightened his grip around his neck. “Do you want me to make it worse greed?” You stayed quiet, watching Seonghwa’s body relax. “Understood.” San smiled, dropping Seonghwa and stepped to the side. “Goodbye Seonghwa.” Seonghwa glared at him before his feet automatically took him to the door as he quietly cursed San’s strength, the command making the elders feet move if he liked it or not.

San turned around and you acted as if you had just finished changing, yawning as you stepped out. You werent stupid, you know San was aware of you watching. He was giving you a small show on his powers, he wanted to make sure you wouldnt step out of place and rebel against him should you feel the need.

You would be lying if you said his display of power gave you a slight jolt of fear. Seonghwa, who was taller, and older (apparently) submitted to easily to San, and for some reason it blew your mind.

“Uhm…can i ask you a question?” San hummed as he walked closer, almost guiding you towards your room. “Depends on the question.” He cooed.

Being around San made you feel like you were being hunted, cat like eyes almost always narrowed, a smirk on his lips. Like he was a predator, and technically he was, he preyed on those who made him his sin.

“You said you had 7 other brothers right?” He nodded, listening carefully. “Do you guys have an age order? Or does it go by power?” He watched you carefully as you both stopped in front of your room. You felt like you were being judged, examined like he was about to dissect you, you felt unnerved. “We do have ages.” He grinned, almost crowding you against the door. “..can i know?” He hummed, resting a hand on your hip. “Seonghwa is older, but with power i’m first. Then its me, then its Agony, then Pride, Yeosang, Sloth, Envy, and lastly is Wrath. Hes the youngest but not by much.”

He had gotten closer at that point, breathing fanning across your lips and noses almost touching. “Give me what I need.” He murmured and your eyes dropped, feeling yourself submitting but managing to open the door and stopping things from going further, your breath hitched as you caught yourself but not before San almost fell with you, catching you as well. “What the fuck?” His grip around you tightened, nails digging into your skin and you whimpered, squirming. “San please, you’re hurting me.” He narrowed his eyes before removing his nails.

This was different, you were his prey and he had caught you, and he was angry. He reminded you of a panther, unnerving stare, teeth bared slightly as he growled deep in his throat. “That wasn’t a smart idea princess.” He stood up straight, pushing you back towards your bed. “But since you don’t know your limits yet, ill let it go.” He took a deep breath to calm himself down. “Don’t anger me because you wont like the consequences. Understood?” You nodded and he smiled, mood changing before you could blink. “I even changed your sheets from all the blood that happened!”

You mean the blood you caused? You snarkily commented in your head, forgetting he could read and hear your thoughts. “Yes the blood I caused, and it’ll happen again once i put finish the claim on you. It’ll look so pretty, right on your hip by your navel.” He murmured quietly, stroking the skin once he was close enough and you squirmed, not wanting to admit you were ticklish.

“Will it hurt?” He hummed, ignoring the question. “Time to sleep.” You huffed before rubbing your eyes, suddenly tired. “Did you make me tired.” At his grin you pouted but got into bed, covering up all the way. “You’re not sleeping beside me.” You turned to face the sin himself and he feigned a pout, crossing his arms. “But princess, why not?” You huffed. “Because I don’t know what you’ll try.” He shrugged. “What’s stopping me from crawling in once you fall asleep?” You twitched, half glaring and he chuckled, holding his hands up. “Alright princess i won’t.” He rose a brow, turning towards the door and leaving.

Walking down the hall and towards the window, He opened it and licked his lips, sighing quietly and he inhaled the familiar scent, soft scent of evergreen trees, exclusive only to the ever lovely Sin of Envy.

Jung Wooyoung.

San (Lust 1) / Yeosang (Gluttony 2) / Seonghwa (Greed 3) / Wooyoung (Envy 4) / Filler Chapter (5)

“Wooyoung? I can smell you.” Green smoke appeared, followed by a black haired boy, pouting as he slipped inside. “How kind of you to let me in but not let me see her. It’s not fair Seonghwa hyung and Yeosang have before me.” He pointed at San. “Plus I was so close to claiming her until you showed up.” He whined, punching San in the chest weakly.

Calming down Wooyoung looked around San, looking down the hall before standing up straight. “Yeosang told me that Felix was her possible angel? Where did he go?” Wooyoung crossed his arms, frowning. “Changbin said a while ago that Felix never just ‘disappears’ so…” Wooyoung lit up before he frowned again. “What if he left her on purpose? He basically gave her to us on a silver platter.” He moved towards the living room and plopped on the couch, crossing one leg over the other.

“San…what if this was on purpose? But why would he, the strongest guardian angel, leave her?” He crossed his arms again, sinking into the couch more, tilting his head back and humming as San walked closer, fingers sliding across the sun kissed skin of Wooyoung’s neck. “Are you pent up Sannie? Seonghwa hyung came back angry.” He chuckled as San’s nails dug into his neck carefully. “She pushed me away and didnt give me a kiss like i needed.” Wooyoung hummed, closing his eyes and letting San’s fingers explore his skin. “I forgot your thing for necks.” He whispered before San pulled away and sighed.

“I need her kiss, with consent because im not a monster-”

“Sannie you’re a demon, the devil himself-”

“Not the point Woo. Even if im the devil himself, i know what consent is.” San rose a brow and cocked his hip out. “Jung Wooyoung, you better be using consent as well.” Wooyoung rose his hands up, marking himself innocent. “I do.” San nodded before sitting down beside him, grunting quietly as Wooyoung threw his legs over his lap. “When does she wake up?” San hummed, glancing at the clock. “She has a lecture at about nine am so, about seven thirty she wakes up and showers before eating breakfast, then leaves.”

Wooyoung shot him a confused look at San’s detailed answer. “Havent you know her for less then a day?” San grinned, winking. “You see a lot when you claim someone, youve claimed plenty of people, have you never focused on them or are you envious everytime one of us claims someone? Thats not your sin, youre not to be greedy Wooyoung.” Wooyoung shrugged. “You may be lust San, but do you notice that you have a little bit of every sin inside you? You have a lot of pride in you, let alone some of envy. You have a lot of me.” Wooyoung smirked, hinting at the past. “I may but you enjoyed it so much.” San whispered, shooting Wooyoung a look. “I have plenty of you inside me.” He grinned before glancing at San.

“I’ll stay here and introduce myself once she gets ready.” Wooyoung hummed, shifting so he could curl up against San, resting his head on San’s shoulder. “You’re so clingy.” San whispered, sighing dramatically before reaching for the TV remote and lowering the volume before turning on a random movie, letting the younger sin slowly fall asleep once he covered them up with a blanket resting behind them on the back of the couch.

San sighed, letting his head fall back against the cushions, one arm wrapped around Wooyoung’s waist. “You’re like a child.” He whispered before counting the minutes go by and eventually the hours. Once it hits Seven am and the next movie out of 3 hes watched ends he picks up Wooyoung and places him on the couch before creeping towards your door. Opening it he closes the door quietly behind him and sits on the edge of your bed.

Watching carefully as he slides a hand up over your leg towards your hip. “If you wake up now ill cook for you~” He murmurs as he moves closer, dropping his hand so his fingers brush against the writing before up towards your neck, raising a brow when you lean into it. “Oh?” He whispers before he strokes the skin carefully before he moves his hand up and through your hair. “Princess wake up.” He hums.

“Dont wanna…” You mumble and he smirks. “Dont make me spank you.” He purrs, laughing as you shoot up, eyes still shut before they open the slightest bit to glare at him. “Why are you still here? Go home, go away.” You grumble. “Dont you have somewhere else to be?” He shook his head. “Now that ive claimed you, i dont have to be anywhere but where you are.” You grunt and rub your eyes, tempted to kick San out of your bed and you actually try, only for him to catch it. “Thats a no no Y/n.” He yanks your leg back, you crying out at the pinch of skin and the feeling of not properly stretching before being yanked down the bed.

He grins at your cry, humming. “If you were a good girl this wouldn’t have happened.” San shifts his body so hes sitting between your legs and you feel sharp teeth threaten the skin of your inner thigh before they pierce the skin, his grip on your legs keeping them from moving as you squirm and try to kick him but freeze at the feeling of sharp teeth in your thigh, not wanting anything to tear.

San pulls away and watches the blood trickle down, humming quietly. “Is this how i have to make you stop now? Biting you?” He purred, licking the blood off and moving to stand up. “Go get changed.” San smiled but you knew it was a warning. Getting up you glanced at the clock before grabbing an oversized hoodie and some warm leggings and glaring at San.

“Can you atleast let me change in my own room?” You mumbled, holding your clothes to your chest. San sighed dramatically before he turned on his heel and walked of the door. “I’ll be right out if you need me.” You huffed. “Good thing I wont!” You yelled as he closed the door, changing quickly before he could change his mind. You swung the door open, resisting the urge to blatantly check San out as you found him leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, a smirk painted on his lips again. “Hello princess.” You huffed as you walked out and down the hall and into the kitchen.

You had to hold back a scream once you noticed another male sitting on the couch, legs crossed and arms laying across the back of the couch with a blanket thrown over him. “Sannie it was rude to just up and leave me.” He pouted, turning to look at you. He took a second before he was up and in front of you. “You must me Y/n!” He grinned, green eyes sparkling. “Im Wooyoung, Envy is my sin.” He feigned a pout, crossing his arms. “Sannie claimed you before i could get to you, then im not the first person to see you after?”

“Woo give her a chance to breath, you scared the poor girl.” San spoke, coming up behind you. With San’s presence behind you it could help but make you relax a bit aside from the threat moments earlier of biting you into submission, you knew San wouldn’t do anything, despite knowing him for only a day now.

“I apologize~” You blinked a few times, noticing the others scent. “Did…Do you all have like, a special scent?” San hummed softly. “Yes. But we dont know what ourselves smell like, so love, tell me what I smell like?” You twitched in your spot as San walked closer. “…like cinnamon, alluring and addicting. A little mysterious as well.” He cooed quietly.

“Would you like to skip class and get to know Wooyoungie? He will follow you around whining if you say no…” You slide your eyes towards ‘Wooyoungie’ and bite your lip, the boy was looking at you with the purest form of puppy eyes. “I really need to go to my lecture…” You watched him physically wilt. “…but im sure i can get Min to write down notes for me…” You mumbled reluctantly but he perked up, smiling growing on his lips and you groaned, rubbing your eyes. “Can i go back to sleep then? I dont want to be awake if i dont have to be.” You narrowed your eyes. “How long have you been here.” You crossed your arms, frowning.

“Not long after Sannie left your room last night, probably moments after.” He hummed quietly and you stared at him for a moment before walking to the kitchen. “All these sins just appearing out of nowhere….” You grumbled to yourself, searching for fruit snacks in your cupboard before smiling as you found them. “There you are…” You smile widely, opening the bag and shoving some in your mouth before turning around to look at both of the boys.

“So what now?”

[holyytaehyung]

NCT DREAM react to misinterpreting s/o when sleepy

NCT 127 version here:

 https://holyytaehyung.tumblr.com/post/178214222496/nct127-reacts-to-misinterpreting-so-when-sleepy

You began to feel sleepy, and instead of communicating this directly to your boyfriend, you decided to just grab them and bring them with you to the bedroom, as you were in the mood for cuddles and sleep. Apparently he wasn’t expecting the same from your actions…

Mark

Mark would instantly look up at you from his seated position at his desk, with your soft hands holding his arm, when he looked up at you and saw your expression, he simply just went with it. He let you pull him to the bedroom, only asking a few questions to try and get a reaction out of you- missing your smile even if he saw it but only ten minutes ago. Thoughts would be racing through his head,

were you going to make out?are you not feeling well? had he done something wrong? When you pushed him down on the bed, a small smirk grew on his face and he leaned up, pressing his lips to yours softly. You smiled, kissing back, but when you pulled away , he couldn't help but to think he was right; he had done something to make you upset. Before his mind could race any faster, you cuddled up to his side, making him freeze before a small blush and smile appeared, his arm curling around your waist. Hed press a soft kiss to your forehead. “ohhhhh they were just, sleepy..” mentally slap himself, didnt mean to always be this anxious, he just cared about you to the moon and back. “my baby is just sleepy?”

“so youre not mad at me?”

“okay good, for a moment it felt like my world was going to end..”

Renjun

Renjun would look up at you from the couch, wondering why you hadn’t said anything in a little while. He asked you if you were okay, only to receive no answer as you dragged him to the bedroom, his movie still playing in the lounge on the TV. The little fluff ball wouldnt know what to say, a soft rosy blush found its way to his cheeks as he scratched the back of his neck. “y/n wants to make-out? thats why she brought me in here.. because Taeyong hyung would be back from the store soon..”  He would smirk to himself, thinking that he was obviously the next Sherlock Holmes, but to his dismay, when you pushed him down on the bed, you merely cuddled up beside him, quite cutely too. He sighed with a smile, a breathy chuckle following. “is my y/n tired?” “i couldve sworn i had this all figured out y/n, you wont believe me but i could be the next Sherlock Holmes-!”

His arms found their way around you, playing with your hair softly, admiring your features. “its okay” he thought. “we can make out later”

Jeno

Jeno would wrap his arms around you into a bag hug when you began to try and pull him. He was reading some lyrics when you, broke him out of his trance - his tired yet motivated trance, to begin pulling him toward the bedroom. Knowing you were too innocent to be thinking of something else, his mind immediately went to making out. He craved your kisses, especially since he was sleepy. When you slightly struggled in his arms, he noticed the blush on your cheeks, from the fact that he had completely over powered you, holding you perfectly still in his arms. “you can kiss me out here y’know y/n, i dont really care what the others say. Plus i like showing off whats mine..” when you smiled and blushed more, shaking your head from side to side, a cheeky grin formed on his face. “then what is it baby? you dont want to kiss me? because i want to kiss you” The dark red on your cheeks caused him to inwardly squirm at your cuteness. “sleepy” you mumbled, and he crumbled. He bent down, his arms picking you up, bridal style, holding you close to his chest. “lets go sleep now baby, we can smooch later” this earned him a soft, sleepy, slap to the shoulder.

Haechan As he was practicing singing in the kitchen, grabbing some juice, your small form creeped up behind him and back hugged him, your head resting against his back softly. He immediately knew it was you, his smile forming, hands reaching to hold yours around him. He was only ever like this with you. It always surprised and sometimes spooked out the members to see just how relaxed and mature hed be around you; spare the few dozen sarcastic remarks now and then, but c/mon , were talking about Haechan here. He relaxed, the juice remaining on the bench, as he turned around in your arms, looking down at you with heart eyes as he leaned down slightly. “whats up baby?” hed smile. when you simply just pouted and tugged on his shirt slightly, he couldve died on the spot. a cuteness overload. Did you want to make out? he sure did. maybe that was where youre taking him. He smiled as he let you lead him to the bedroom. “i knew you couldnt resist me, little one~” hed tease, making you chuckle, before pulling him down onto the beg with him, cuddling up to him after mumbling “im sleepy” His expression would go from confused, to excited to contempt. He wrapped his arms around you tightly, pulling your back flush with his chest. “im going to get you back for teasing me... but sleep well baby.”

Jaemin Jaemin would be on the couch with you, already all over you as you both sat there. He had his arms around you, your head on his chest, and his chin ontop of your head. when you began to get up, his grip around you tightened, holding you down. “i dont wanna... here” you said, accidentally mumbling the very detail that he needed. This caused so many ideas to race through him.

It caused him to flash back to a few days ago, when he succeeded in making you so very flustered,and he loved it- the effect he had on you. His hyungs were only in the kitchen, when he decided he wanted to pin you to the wall, his height looming over you as he pressed his lips to yours. You loved it- but wouldnt admit to it. the thought of his hyungs finding you two like this made you worry out of your mind. “i.. dont wanna make out here, jaeminnie.. can we go to the bedroom?” to which he smiled and agreed, loving the way you slightly stuttered- because of his work. “can we go to the bedroom?” your voice broke him out of the flashback, and he nodded, smiling and picking you up, carrying you to the bedroom and placing you down on the bed. He was taken off guard when you pulled him down with you, cuddling up to his side. “thankyou jaeminnie... didnt want to fall asleep out there... so sleepy-” It all made sense now, He laughed to himself softly, “i shouldve known, you werent nearly flustered enough to have been asking to make out with me.. dont worry, when you wake up ill be able to kiss you all i want baby.” he smiled lovingly, his arms wrapped safely and firmly around your waist, his head resting on your shoulder as he admired your sleeping figure. “how did i get so lucky..”

Chenle Chenle was watching youtube when you tugged on his sleeve softly, trying to get him to follow you. At first he found it quite cute and entertaining, until you didnt reply when he asked if you needed anything.

“baby?” his headphones were now on the table infront of him, the video long forgotten as you pulled him to his bedroom, a place where you both found to be the safest place to make out, safe from the hyungs - well mostly- so you could atleast have some time alone- innocent time alone. He smirked as he followed you, pretending to whine that he had things to do- just to get a reaction. He was surprised when you pulled him onto the bed, but as soon as you climbed in, into his arms, he knew exactly what you were doing. “go to sleep baby” hed smile, kissing your forehead. “my little sleepy y/n” “cutie”

Jisung

He was practicing a dance in the spare room, when you wondered in, watching on as your talented boyfriend did some impressive dance moves. As soon as he turned around, he ran to you, as if you both hadnt been watching a movie together a few hours ago. “hiya baby” hed smile. You reached up to tug on his shirt to follow you, but first , he swooped down to bring you into a soft kiss, enough to make you both blush. you smiled softly, and pulled on his shirt toward his bedroom. “were gonna make out hehe” was all that was running through jisungs head as he got pulled into the room, and then further was pulled down onto the bed. when you climbed in next to him, he smiled, placing his arms around you. “m’ tired, need cuddles..” you mumbled, and he melted, holding you closer. “ofcourse, im here baby, sleep well” Hed smile as he watched you close your eyes.

“im supposed to be the cute one, this isnt fair baby”

-admin rose

[xxaysiabooxx]

Women can most definitely commit crimes rape just like men

And that is a crime. However jumping to conclusions is a crime as well. There is not enough evidence from either Melanie or Heller; however I see many people ready to kill others for picking sides. Here are a couple of my points on this:

1. Not believing a story with little detail does not make you a rape apoligist.

2. Calling someone a liar or a rapist without full facts is wrong no matter the situation

3. Calling anyone a rape apologist based off a simple decision of listening to a persons music or not is stupid and childish

4. People have a right to their own opinions (I believe Melanie is innocent; however, I am neutral until more evidence is given)

5. It is innocent until proven guilty NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND and if your only proof is word of mouth I suggest you stay nuetral. Guilty until proven innocent sounds like a good idea until it happens to you and as a person of color I resonate with this the most. Trayvon Martin and many others would still be alive if you idiots did not practice or encourage this ideology. And if you believe this is wrong please stay off my post because that is one opinion I WILL NOT RESPECT

6.Melanie has a right to stay vague. Honestly if she were posting up a storm claiming she's innocent you would still react the same way. In the end this is Melanie and Hellers fight, we have no say, we werent there. For all we know she could be gathering information or is taking good advice from her management team. Whining I'm innocent does not look good and would get her no where. We also have to respect that IF heller is lying Melanie could be very hurt (the new song showcases that) Imagine being betrayed by a friend like this, imagine having your image hurt by something you did not do, imagine feeling helpless. That's what I believe- I believe Melanie feels HELPLESS. Because no matter what she says her image will always have this dent and she will lose alot.

7. To piggyback off the end of #6 if it came out that she did this then she deserves her image ruined, but until she is proven guilty I will continue to believe she does not deserve this hate.

8. Although I am not fully on Hellers side she also does not deserve the rep of a liar or the hate as well. This is a very real and traumatizing situation for both women and we should respect that. But like i said with melanie if Heller is proven as a liar I will not respect her, if she is not I will continue to believe that she does deserve this hate.

9. Please stop shortening Melanies qoute. It's annoying and as a community that talks about abuse alot you should know that twisting someones words against them is emotionally abusive. USE THE FULL QOUTE "She never said no to WHAT WE CHOSE TO DO TOGETHER" I will respect your post alot more if you use the full qoute and still have an argument. Trust me, as a communications major and a PR aspirationalist, I know what you are doing. The not twist words to sway the audience your way, its stupid.

10. To melanie fans please stop faking evidence and tweets. It only hurts us and melanie and makes us look bad as a whole. It is really stupid. I do believe alot of you do it to have reasons to continue being fans but honestly YOU DONT NEED A REASON. listen to damn music especially if it means alot to you. Dollhouse means alot to me and i will not give up listening to the music. If shes proven guilty I will still listen and just seperate the artist from the art. It means alot to me to have something I fully resonate with me and no one will rob me of that happiness. So please, STOP FAKING EVIDENCE, I personally believe melanie is handling it proffessionally and that there will be a case soon so please let her handle it.

11. And lastly stop destroying things without proper evidence. There is no way in hell I'm destroying my crybaby jewelry necause they were gifts from a friend and it meant the world that someone even noticed I was into her music (I go to a HBCU mels music is definitely not common). Its childish and in no way hurts her or gets your point across, and will hurt IF she is proven innocent. Stop being haste and wait for evidence.

Basically, in summary... Just be nuetral and make smart decisions, and if you don't want to be nuetral be respectful and factual. A little common sense and respect goes a looong way.

[min-hyyun]

God’s Punishment

summary: seeing a little brown and white kitten meowing outside your door at four in the morning isn’t exactly what you’d call an ideal all-nighter. but when receiving the kitten turns into something else, you just end up realizing that you’re in for one heck of a month.

genre: fluff n tiny angst

a/n: i love animals n everyong (i didn’t mean for this to be so long lmao srry) ((maybe an alt angst ending if y'all want???))

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→ okay so basically, you’re in love with kittens. → and receiving one at four in the morning on a tuesday night was a very nice surprise. → especially when you’ve been drowning in work and stress that won’t stop → so let’s elaborate on this fine night. → you had just come home from the usual late night at work, and was literally about to pass out from the fatigue. → it was 3:30 am and you knew that there was no way you’d be able to make it to your room without tripping all over yourself. → so you settled for the couch that had the tv and kitchen near it. → you opened the front door, and threw your shoes off your aching feet. → “oh my god… i’m so tired.” you whined, simply moving towards the couch and falling face first into the maroon cushions. → you almost cried from the amount of pain your body was in. → you hated life the most right now. → so once you had fallen onto the couch, not bothering to even change into proper clothes are take off your make up, you were pretty much almost asleep. → that was, until there was a burst of thunder and rain started to pour down heavily. → the drops hit the windows hard, making loud noises that immediately startled you from your much needed slumber.  → you jolted up, eyes wide and mind jumbled. → you calmed down after seeing the situation outside, and got up to get a cup of cold water, getting ready to pull an all-nighter to finish your studies and extra work. → “god.. i’ll never be able to sleep if this is what’s gonna happen.” you complained, finishing your second cold glass of water. → it seemed that there was always something that stopped you from resting. → you dragged yourself to your room, grabbed the essentials needed for the night, and unhappily sat down in front of the coffee table that you very much wanted to smash. → you took out all of your work, and began to do the things you wished didn’t existed. → about 20 minutes into the session, you heard a quiet sound coming from your door. → it almost sounded like scratching. → you paused in your movements, and turned to look at the door → what the heck… → to say that you were scared was an understatement. → yOU WERE TERRIFIED ! → there it was again. → the weird, but decipherable sound that was extremely similar to someone scratching hard at the wood on your door. → grabbing the object closest to you, which happened to be a hard-cover book, you slowly stood up and tip-toed towards the entrance. → in the heat of the moment, you swung open the door, holding the book in front of your face and closing your eyes. → that was when you heard a faint meow. → wHAT THE HECKADOODLE ! → your eyes turned big, upon noticing a small, brown and white kitten who simply stared up at you with its big brown orbs, meowing once again. → “what the…” you whispered. → why was there a kitten sitting outside of your door at four am on a tuesday night meowing??????? → you bent down and hesitantly stuck your hand out to the cat, letting it lick your finger once. → this was all so weird. → “hey little guy, what are you doing out here?” as you said this, you gently thrusted your hands towards the harmless kitten. → it slowly climbed onto your hands, walked in a couple circles, and finally settled into the centre of your palms. → it nuzzled its head into the crook of your thumb, and quietly purred. → yOUR HEART ! → this cat was so cute. → it made you feel calm. → you stood up, the kitten still curled up in your palms, and looked to both sides of the hallway in the apartment building. → all the lights were off, and there was no sign of recent activity that could’ve happened. → shaking your head, you walked back inside to your apartment and quietly shut the door with your foot. → the kitten was asleep, but was awakened by the sound of the door shutting harder than you had intended. → “oops.” you smiled sheepishly down at the kitten, who had now uncurled from its position and stood up on all four legs. → you moved towards the couch again, where all your previous work healing-unicorn. → the cat meowed again, and jumped onto the sofa from your hand as soon as you got close enough. → it continued to walk around on the cushions, before looking at you again and purring. → “so…” you started, rubbing a pillow and cuddling into it. → “how did you get here?” → all it did was come towards you, use its little teeth and bite the sleeve of your sweater that was laying on a small sliver of the couch, and pull towards the other end of it. → “huh? what do you want?” → the kitten continued to pull so you complied and moved, laying your full body onto the surface. → the kitten meowed the loudest you ever heard, since it’s presence showed itself to you. → you smiled and giggled at the cuteness, letting your much-needed sleep come over you, as well as the furball who decided to cuddle between your arm and body. → okay so fast forward to the next morning. → instead of waking up on the couch you ended up on the floor. → your back ached from being against the hardwood for the majority of the night. → you sat up, mind still cloudy but slowly coming back together. → as soon as you realized that you were awake completely, you looked beside you to the couch. → well, you could only turn your head so far, until you knocked your forehead into something hard. → “ouch! what the..?” → oH MY LORD ! → THERE WAS A BOY SLEEPING ON YOUR COUCH ! → AND HE WAS SHIRTLESS ! → your eyes widened, and you shouted. → “WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY APARTMENT?” → the loudness of your voice woke him up, and once he laid his eyes on you, he moved back in shock. → but after a couple seconds, the shock disappeared and he gave you a slight grin. → “uh.. hi. im seongwoo..?” → you were still scared for your life LOL. → you stood up, hands trembling from the scare. → he stood up as well, and you clearly saw his defined abs. → you instantly blushed, turning away so that he didn’t see your face turn beet red. → he must’ve been embarrassed too, because he grabbed the nearby pillow laying on the couch. → “im sorry! uh, this is a little bit awkward, huh?” → a littLE BIT ????? → THIS IS VERY AWKWARD !! → “what are you doing in my apartment? i dont remember knowing a ‘seongwoo’.” you turned back around and glared at him intensely. → “you see…” he started, scratching the back of his neck, “i may or may not have been the kitten that you took in yesterday.” → you gave him a confused looked that for sure, told him he was crazy. → “believe it or don’t. all i know, is that i’m stuck with you until god decides that this punishment’s over and i can go back up to heaven.” → you gave him a suspicious look, and eyed him up and down. → he didn’t seem harmful, but there could’ve been something bad under that so-called “innocence”. → “sit, and explain everything to me in detail.” → a good hour passed by, and you now had full knowledge of seongwoo and why he was here. → so to quickly break it all down. → seongwoo’s an angel who takes care of cats. → he did something bad in heaven (by bad he means that he accidentally dropped a cat and broke its neck oOF). → so to serve time in return for hurting the kitten, he has to live on earth as your kitten/pet for a month before going back. → during the day, he’s human but at exactly 7:00 pm, he turns back into a kitten. → for the first few days, he dreaded life with you. → he was quite energetic and wanted to do a lot of stuff. → but because you were always so busy, coming home late at night and always working during the day, he hated not being able to do anything. → especially when he couldn’t go out. → a factor god put on him, was that he was basically tied to your apartment.

→ the poor guy was forbidden to leave, and seongwoo always complained about that.

→ after a couple weeks passed by, he was content and didn’t really complain or whine anymore. → you bought him stuff to do or play with so that he wouldnt be so bored all the time while you were gone. → on days that you were home, he was so happy. → interacting with someone else other than in a game was something he needed. → somehow during all of this, you managed to fall in love with him. → even though it seemed silly. → being with him throughout that one month made you happier than expected, and you came to love his craziness that you thought was cute. → not to mention the adorableness coming form him when he was a kitten. → but as the end of the month came around, seongwoo seemed to be getting more distant and cold towards you. → he always complained or was rude when you talked to him, and didn’t interact with you as much. → and when he was in cat form, instead of cuddling into your arm like usual, he slept somewhere else away from you. → you were getting sad and confused at his actions, because where did the old seongwoo go ???? → on the very last day of his punishment, you confronted him as he was getting a book to read from your shelf. → “seongwoo,” you grabbed his arm and turned him around. → he looked at you, surprised, but then furrowed his eyebrows. → “what you do want, Y/N?” → his tone was harsh, and your heart broke a little. → “why are you acting like this? i thought everything was going well between us?” → he ripped his arm out of your grasp, staring at your hand that was just resting on his a second ago. → “nothing’s wrong…” he grumbled, and stared at him. → “seongwoo, you’ve become so distant and moody. there’s definitely something wrong, just tell me.” → suddenly, he threw his arms up in the air, and shouted. → “i like you, okay!? and i dont want to go back to heaven…” → there are no words to describe the shock you felt after he said that. → “…what?” → he continued with a frustrated expression. → “i like you a lot. but i’m leaving you, literally tomorrow. do you know how much that hurts me? to leave someone you like who probably doesn’t even like you back in the first place?! my heart hurts, and its been hurting for a while now! i dont even know how i fell for you, maybe it’s because you smell really ni-“ → you cut off his rambling with a tight hug. → you smiled through the fabric of the sweater he was wearing. → “stop talking, and just hug me back.” → you could feel seongwoo tense up, but slowly put his arms around your smaller frame. → “Y/N.. why are you hugging me?” → your rolled your eyes, smile getting wider. → “you’re such a dummy sometimes. i like you too.” → he sucked in a breath, before tightening his hug. → “really? thats great to hear.” → but the moment didn’t last very long, because he pulled back from the hug with a frown on his lips. → “but, im still leaving tomorrow. us confessing doesn’t change anything.” → you looked down at your feet, grabbing his hands. → “well, i guess we have to make the best of it.” → it was only 4:00 pm, so you still had time to spare and do stuff as human-to-human, rather than human-to-kitten. → of course, you both cuddled and fed each other small marshmallows. → basically you guys just did really cute stuff until 7:00, when seongwoo changed back into a kitten. → it was just around the time you would usually go to sleep, and seongwoo was already resting on the couch as you got ready for bed. → you stared hard into the mirror, tears slowly flowing out of your eyes. → “i don’t want him to go..” you told yourself. → despite your silent protests, there was nothing you could do. → you fell asleep next to the kitten with a frown on your lips. → the next morning, you woke up to strong arms around your waist. → sEONGWOO WAS SPOONING YOU !!!!! → your cheeks immediately heated up, but went away as you remembered what today was. → the day he leaves. → you got up from his grasp, and left for the kitchen. → “seongwoo!” you call out. → he groaned in response, and you smiled sadly, “do you know how you’re leaving?” → you heard a faint grumble and a “no”, taking that as a sign to drop the topic. → as you walked by, you noticed the weather outside begin to get darker and windier. → it was quite nice the whole month, so this abrupt change startled you and seongwoo. → suddenly, rain poured down so hard, you felt the floor shake. → “seongwoo..? whats going on?” you asked, beginning to get scared. → he took a deep breath, opening the window in your living room. → “they’re here to take me back.” → grabbing his arm and pulling him in a tight bear hug, you looked up at him with an unreadable expression . → you weren’t ready for him to go so soon. → and then, just as you thought the winds would take him away, a small, yellow note flew through your windows and landed gracefully onto the floor. → you left seongwoo’s arms, and slowly picked it up. → “theres always an unspoken rule: if you want to become fully human again, draw a black circle on your wrist and blow.” → your eyes widened, so did his. → you stared at each other, no words spoken between you two. → by now, the rain and winds were gone and replaced with a beautiful sunshine. → seongwoo wasted no time in grabbing the black marker that sat on your table, drawing a perfect circle and blowing. → as he blew, the circle slowly disappeared, and the word “human”, bolded in black appeared right after. → everything was silent. → “seongwoo,” you said softly, “are you human now?” → “i think so…” he replied, brows furrowed. → “i just dont understand, why would he let me do this?” → as though someone was there right beside the both of you, there was a whisper. → “you deserve it, seongwoo. love her well, and dont lose her.” → a bright smile replaced the confusion on your face, and you turned to seongwoo, giving him the biggest hug. → “don’t leave me now, seongwoo.” → he laughed, returning the bear hug “i wouldnt dream of it.”

[vadersdala]

eli goldsworthy, anyone with the last name kardashian or jenner, dob, holland, ruby rose, and katy perry

IT’S ROAST TIME!!! Disclaimer: if you can’t take possible faves being criticized don’t hit the read more.

Eli Shitsworthy:

Where does one even began with how shitty this character is? Like really, at what point does it end that it’s him being shitty, but being apart of tumblr and being in the fandom does it become hating him because you know he’s here to pander to fans that are just not good people. Eli is bland. He’s your typical YA man. He’s the mysterious bad boy who drives a hearse dating this good Christian girl with a personality of a broken vacuum and it is shoved down your throat every single episode. Eli, when I was sixteen, thought he was the shit. He drove a hearse, he wanted to be with my favorite character (who was so ruined after the end of this relationship that yes, I still think she has the personality of a fucking broken smoke detector with how much bitching and whining she does) and he drove a hearse and looking back how fucked up is society that I thought that was sexy? Like he drives a hearse. And a fan theory, I don’t know if it was confirmed, I don’t really care, but that it was the hearse used for Julia. That’s fucking sick, you can’t tell me that’s edgy or cool because no matter who was in the hearse, it is a hearse and his family is so fucking stupid that they don’t realize he needs help. Like his room is covered wall to wall in trash, he acts like a lunatic he’s driving a hearse and got a lock on his door but they can’t see that their kid needs some kind of help. And I also want to point out that younger me loved CeCe and Bullfrog, now? Now I’m like you’re the worst parents in Canada. Like I can say with confidence that two fictional people who had a kid have never been more stupid than these two people. And not only is his family stupid, but they think Eclare is healthy. Everyone - everyone on this fucking show was basically rooting for Eli. Like Ms Dawes? Another character I once liked, legit knew Eli’s play was about a personal matter between him and Clare. She knew Clare and him ended things and I don’t know if she knew the details, but she knew his ass almost got stabbed by Fitz so obviously she knew by reading this play it was bullying. Does she do anything? Of course not. And I have more on Ms Dawes, but let me fucking point out that Eli “switching up the ending” to make Clara the hero isn’t romantic. It’s still airing their dirty laundry. It’s even more emotionally abusive to Clare who now feels bad for making such a stink - a stink, by the way, she had every right to make because this play was literally about her and Eli. And Eli painted her in a bad light. But anyways, now that we’ve pretended that his change was romantic, let me point out this play had so many changes that Fiona complained about it and still no one thought to get him help. Ms Dawes is approving each rewrite, and I know as someone who writes, I, too, get damn picky with shit and characters and plot twists and whatever, but there comes a point - and it was literally the most obvious point ever that any fucking idiot could have seen, but sadly one of those idiots couldn’t walk into the fucking school - where you have to face that someone is not mentally okay. And that point was when he made the play be about his ex girlfriend on an actual night everyone at school knows about and he’s switching it up to make himself the hero. Like he changed Fitz to Jake - I’m just saying, the whole of that season being seen as Eli being romantic is disgusting. I don’t care if he was mentally ill, because you know what else he did? He used Imogen. Oh yeah, I, an Imogen stan, I’m going there. This rant wasn’t long enough. Imogen is not innocent, so I’m not going to put my blinders on and tell you that cute quirky Imogen is the only Imogen, because Imogen is a manipulative bitch, and I fucking love it. Personally I love how Imogen knew Fiona liked her and Fiona got her and Eli together and she gave Fiona this look after Fi sees her plan worked - but anyway, Eli does the same emotional abuse he does to Clare to Imogen, he accuses her of cheating and lying and breaks into a house to catch her and is still seen as a romantic hero. To just end it, in all honesty, Eli is one of the biggest emotional abusers I’ve ever watched on TV. I’m ashamed that at some point I stanned him, I’m ashamed that I thought these actions were romantic - all in all, he’s shitty and should have left when he was supposed to because during s12 Munro didn’t even give a fuck anymore. No one gave a fuck but stans who couldn’t let go and that is just tea.

The Others

I don’t even think I can say anything here that hasn’t already been said. Except, I still don’t really know what the fuck these people look like. I know there is K hloe and Kour tney because those are stupid fucking names, like what the fuck why do they all have K names? I dont get it! I know one of them tweeted at Chloe some photo that wasn’t of her and that was gross but I really want to know why people care about them. Like I have a vague idea what the main three look like - the ones everyone knows, I dont have to name fucking names, but in the photos I’ve seen I know they always look so miserable. Now I’m not saying it as in depression or something, I mean they look angry. They look haughty and self centered and just rude. They seem like people who snap fingers at waiters and just fucking divas and why? They don’t have talent, they aren’t pretty, they’re just rich. Now you can have your own opinion, but I don’t think someone who looks like an awful human is pretty I dont care who has goal skin or nice ass or a shit walk, at the end of the day if you’re not going to be a decent person what is the point?

DOB

Ya know...... I don’t care what people say. I don’t care how you feel about it. I just don’t really care about opinions here, but when someone needlessly tells you not to touch a burial site and you not only do it, but write it off as not giving a shit and then making a joke about it on TV you’re a shitty person. You are actually a piece of shit if you can go to a place where people are buried and people go to pay their respects and take and/or destroy this area, you’re not a good person. You do not value human life, and you lack basic sympathy, let alone empathy. Like I am not Native American, I am so fucking white and I feel such outrage that this happened to this tribe and to many tribes and to thousands of POC burial sites across the globe because white people want to touch everything and need to be told not to. Like fuck any one of you who go into a burial ground and take something, I am so dead serious. I don’t have to put myself in their shoes to understand the pain someone probably had turning on the TV or going on tumblr in this little tribe (or really, any Native person anywhere) and seeing him say that because it’s so fucking obvious why him saying that is shit and why everyone pretending what he did is okay is shit, like fuck him fuck anyone in the cast who did that, I hope they go to bed guilty every night because they sure as fuck never said sorry about it. 

H*lland K P and R*by are gonna be one bc lbr what we know about them is what a lot of people acknowledge (hopefully) - like there isn’t anything I can say about these three people that I pray people don’t just ignore, but anyway.

HR: approved blackface and defended it on twitter and still defends it, and that alone should be like pce out, see you later. But no, it gets better. She has been proven to be transphobic, and also I think made some comment where she’s either sexist or abuse apologist and I’m not really sure, but I know she likes some book that is one or the other, but either way being a racist transaphobe is more than enough to in my eyes to say you’re trash.

KP: I mean, her smash hit is about her bisexual experience, and it’s rumored to be with a minor but there are so many theories on who it is with that like one is probably true, but let’s go over the lyrics:

“It felt so wrong. it felt so right. Don’t mean I’m in love tonight.”

“You’re my experimental game, just human nature.”

if it was with a minor, this line is great: “No I don’t even know you’re name, it doesn’t matter” - I’m thinking that night it did, but ok.

“It’s not how good girls behave.”

Those are a few from my memory, I’m sure the song is way worse than I give it credit for, but then she has a song calling her ex gay and hoping he kills himself because he’s gay. And then her bullshit recently with t**mp and the drag queens and personally, I don’t care that she dragged Tay. As a hardcore fan, do I care that she felt the need to drag someone because she knew it would sell? No. It just proves she isn’t winning like she claims to be. Personally, she uses LGBT+ to make hits and people care more about them than Hayley Kiyoko, soooooooo if anything, I’m bitter that IKAG is a more known song than anything Hayley song.

RR: I didn’t watch OITNB, like I tried but I don’t care about the blonde at all so I never made it past ep 1, so do I know them? No. All I know is that they outted Demi who was a minor and slept with her. 

[howlingbarnes]

Yuanfen - Part 7

Characters - Bucky x Reader, OFC (Tesla @bovaria)

Word Count - 1909

Warnings - None

A/N - Idk dude. New charater, YAY! I'm not prepared to write the next part is2g. Please dont hesitant to tell me what you think! This is an AU. 缘分 (Yuanfen) is a Chinese word that has no direct English translation and (roughly) means “A relationship that is brought together by a force such as destiny or fate.“

Yuanfen Masterlist

You walked out the room with Bucky on your heels, pulling the door closed just fast enough for him to stop. Doing the only thing you could think of, you held the handle tightly with all your bodyweight shifted in the opposite direction. Though you were putting everything that you had into the action, the doorknob still turned within your grasp. With struggled groans, you continued to lean away as Bucky pulled the door open. Your feet slid across the wooden flooring until you were inside the room, right in front of the one person you didn’t want to see.

“Did you just try to lock me,” he paused, a smirk tugging at his lips as you straightened your stance, “in my own room?”

You didn’t have anything to say. You gave him a solid glare before turning to stomp off, feeling fingers wrap around your elbow. Bucky had you against the wall within seconds, caging you in with his arms planted on either side of your head. He was leaned in so close that you could smell the toothpaste he’d used just a half hour earlier.

A stray piece of Bucky’s hair fell into his face, waving in the space between your foreheads, the stubble on his jawline danced as his eyes bore into you and there was clearly an internal war going on inside of him. He was studying you as if he wanted to memorize each detail your face had to offer. You pressed into the wall as if it would give way and let you pass through like a ghost but it didn’t budge. Your chest swirled with a mixture of emotions, all of which lead you to the conclusion that Bucky was breaking through the walls you’d put up without even speaking.

“Let me get to know you,” it wasn’t a question but it wasn’t quite a demand either. “I’m sorry. I was wrong to misjudge and get upset like that. Please just, give me a chance to know you.”

“What if I don’t want to?” Your voice was wispy and low, the air stolen from your lungs as you tried to speak. Your tone betraying your mind and resolve.

“Baby girl, if you didn’t want to,” he leaned closer, ghosting his lips just over yours and you couldn’t stop your eyes from fluttering closed, “you wouldn’t want to kiss me so bad. Put on some real clothes, let me make it up to you.”

“These are real clothes,” you argued, gesturing at Steve’s outfit that was far too loose on your frame. You wanted to give Bucky a hard time in every way that you could. Some would call you petty and you would say they’re right.

“Doll,” Bucky whined, allowing his head to lull back as his eyes drifted shut.

“Okay, fine,” you rolled your eyes, feeling a bit giddy on the inside as you watched his expression.

Padding into the living room, you could feel Bucky’s eyes burning into your back as you walked. Doing your best to ignore him, you picked through the bags that were delivered after your little shopping trip the day before. Grabbing your hoodie, you brushed your thumb over the soft fabric. You weren’t sure why you’d held onto it for so long, it was loose and stained and as much as you wanted to chalk it up to being sentimental, the truth was that you hated every aspect of high school that wasn’t writing or music so the reality was - it was comfortable and familiar. Against your better judgement, you dropped the hoodie back into the bag and looked for something new to wear. After a long deliberation, you’d finally managed to piece together an outfit that you were happy with.

“You look,” he paused, a chuckle climbing up his throat as he tried to find words, “so damn cute.”

Though his words were relaxed and the complement wasn’t at all devious, you couldn’t keep your eyes on Bucky. The blush creeping across his cheeks was deceiving his cool nature as he stood and pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. A silence hummed throughout the room for a moment before you realized that you should turn your brain back on and say something.

“Thank you,” your voice came out so small that you wondered when you’d suddenly became a teenager again, “are you ready?”

“Always,” with a wink, the confident Bucky Barnes that you’ve come to know was back, tucking away shy Bucky, “I want to stop somewhere first though so, do you want to come with me or wait here?”

You were determined to find out as much about him as you possibly could and that meant spending as much time as you could with him. He didn’t tell you where he needed to go and your curiosity was piqued, “I’ll go with you.”

“Wait here,” Bucky looked back at you as he slid a key into the lock of an old, seemingly empty building, “I just need to grab something.”

“I am not standing out here alone,” you tilted your head, holding back from stomping your foot like a child. You felt like a spy on a mission; faking your reactions to gather more information. Bucky seemed taken by surprise at first, but didn’t let you ruffle his feathers with your ferocity.

“Alright,” he smiled, pushing the door open, “ladies first, third floor.”

Feeling all your resolve melt away, you hesitantly stepped over the threshold. The inside was a bit dusty and obviously hadn’t been renovated in years. There was a deafening silence throughout, signalling that no one was inhabiting the space. A shiver crawled up your back as you took in your eerily isolated surroundings.

“If this is where you plan to kill me, just know that I won’t go down without a fight,” you half shouted, keeping your eyes forward as you climb the last couple steps to the third floor.

You froze in the space, briefly forgetting that Bucky was behind you until you felt his breath hot on the shell of your ear. “Noted,” he answered with a laugh before moving around you and walking deeper into the open room.

The space was completely unique to the rest of the building; large windows lined the walls letting in the soft morning sunlight, wooden flooring made your footsteps echo throughout and there was a white backdrop on the other end of the spacious room. It was all sleek, modern, and far less creepy than what you’d experienced downstairs. Bucky was in his own world, gathering together pieces of equipment from various shelves with furrowed brows. The focus etched onto his face was frankly adorable and it took everything in you to tear your eyes away from him. Each movement so fluid and effortless that you could tell that he spent much of his time in this place.

“What is this?” You couldn’t filter your thoughts as you moved toward the backdrop and massive light before you.

“It’s my studio,” there was a curious tone in Bucky’s voice as if he were confused about what you were asking, “I’m a photographer, doll.”

Things were starting to make sense. Bucky traveled a ton and didn’t seem to have a normal nine-to-five job, and he didn’t own many suits or fancy clothing. His personality was spontaneous and unlike those of many that were your age. He was an artist, but clearly not a starving one. You wondered what kind of adventures he’d gone on just to get a single photo. Thinking back to all of the foreign items littering his apartment, you tried to imagine the pictures he’d taken in each one of those places. With all the wonder came a tinge of guilt. Just as Bucky had passed judgement on you earlier that morning, you’d passed judgement on him, thinking he was some kind of drug dealer or criminal. You weren’t as innocent in all of this as you appeared to be.

“One more stop and then we’re off,” Bucky informed you as he cautiously locked the front door of the building once more.

The sidewalks were crowded with people rushing to their destinations. Some of them even pushing between you and Bucky to get where they were going. After the third time, Bucky wrapped his arm around you, resting his hand firmly on your waist as you continued on. Warmth lingered from his body, dancing with the scent of his bodywash and cologne. You felt like your senses were being attacked in the best kind of way and the more you gave into these thoughts, the closer you pressed into his side before your arm found its way around his waist in return. You weren’t concerned about the fact that you looked like a couple, or that from that point forward, this was officially considered a date. A date. For the first time in years, you allowed yourself to be on a date,

“Bucky!” A beautiful woman with long brown hair offered a wide smile as you walked into a small restaurant. Bucky’s arm slipped from your body just in time to circle around her shoulders.

“Tes,” he smiled, her name floating from his lips effortlessly just before he pressed a chaste kiss to the top of her head.

“It’s good to see you punk,” her voice painted with an accent as she spoke. She slapped Bucky’s shoulder before gesturing to you with a smile, “keep this one. She hasn’t even talked yet but I know I like her, I can feel it.”

To anyone else, this would’ve sounded bizarre but you instantly understood what she meant. There was a warmth surrounding her, and her smile was contagious. You hadn’t even been properly introduced yet you felt like you were her friend.

“Tesla, this is Y/N,” Bucky’s arm landed heavy on your shoulders, “Y/N, this is my best friend, Tesla.”

“It’s so nice to meet you!” Within seconds, you were wrapped in a tight hug and though she was small, you could tell that Tesla loved fiercely, “no dejar de hablar de ti.”

“Tes,” Bucky warned, giving her a stern look as he drawled out her name that quickly faltered when she shrugged and started for the counter.

It wasn’t long before Tesla placed a large picnic basket on the counter and pushed it toward Bucky. He picked it up and pressed a kiss to her cheek before thanking her, and just as you were about to walk out the door, she called out to you.

“Take care of this one, okay?”

Bucky rolled his eyes before interlacing his fingers with yours, pulling you out of the restaurant before Tesla had the chance to say anything else. It was clear to you that she was basically Bucky’s version of Steve; the mom friend that looked out for him when he needed it.

“Central Park?” You questioned Bucky with knitted brows, turning to read over his happy expression, “a little touristy for someone so well travelled.”

“You've never seen Central Park with me,” Bucky answered with an unwavering confidence, “even the places you know can be seen in a different light with the right person.”

“How do you know you're the right person?”

“I'm just hoping that I am, doll,” his voice was soft as he lifted your hand, brushing his lips against your knuckles as his icy blue eyes pierced through you, “give me a shot.”

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[lifeasaconservativebarrelra-blog]

8 Ways To Offend People

1. Be White. 

This is more for white men in particular. Many people instatly think that a white person is  a racist just because of their skin color. Many people also think this about white men and believe that they are all rapists and have no respect for women.

2. Love America. 

Yes surprisingly people are offended by people loving America. A school in Ohio cancelled a event called “America Day” where students would have a celebration about America. Why would they cancel this? Well because they thought that people from other countries/ immagrants would be offended. Immagrants moved here to live in America. They need to respect our country and our traditions. If you don’t like it, leave.

3. Be A Rebublican/ Like or vote for Trump

I constanly offend you little snowflakes every day for saying I like Trump over Hillary. They automactically think im a racist or a homophobe. First of all I support gay rights and have gay friends. Second of all I have friends who are black and Muslim so shut your mouth. If you told me you liked Hillary I don’t really care. Its your opinion. If i respect your you need to respect mine and don’t assume my beliefs. 

4. Be A Christian

Every time I say I follow god, you people say “Your forcing my religion on me.”  I am saying what I believe, I am not telling you to be a Christian. You also tell me that I am a homophobe just because the bible says they should burn in hell. I do not believe everything in the bible just like not all Muslims believe everything in the Quran. You know what I believe. God loves you no matter who you are, what you are, and what you do. God forgives

5. Disagree with the Quran/ Islam

Its true, I don’t like the Quran. Islam is a religion of destruction and death. Just because I don’t agree with it, doesn’t mean I hate all Muslims. Many Muslims don’t even know what is in the the Quran. I don’t want to get too detailed because everyone on Tumblr well you know.

6. Disagree with feminism

Yep you heard it. I dont like feminism. Its the same with the last one. I don’t hate all feminists, I just don’t agree with some of the things that people have done and said in it. Many feminists believe that men are disrespectful pigs. Just go on  MTV and Buzzfeed and watch what feminsits thinks of men.They also say that un-true things like “Women don’t have an equal pay to men.” Guess what sweetie. InJune 1963 John F Kennedy signed the “Equal Pay Act” which meant men and women get the same pay. America is a 1st world country where women have equal rights. Feminists find the littlest things and say we need feminism. They also say women are opressed. Well in many countries women are stoned, beaten and owned by men. We don’t need feminism, They do. I thouht feminism was for men and women

7. Disagree with BLM

I can’t even count how many people tell racist I am for hating Black Lives Matter. You people are so uneducated. Many people who support it say hate white people an kill innocent cops. Just because a few white cops killed a few black people, Everyone automatically thinks that the whole law enforcement is horrible. If we didn’t have cops who would protect us and take criminals to justice. A black man was killed by cops because he was going around runnong over and killing people. He actually supported ISIS and called himslef a scared Muslim. People from the BLM were actually thinking he was the good guy in this situation. There are so many other reasons why I hate this movement but  I cant write it all down.

8. Have An Opinion

Yes I am probably going to get bashed for this because it is my opinion. Well a few weeks ago people were talking about how muuch they hated Trump and said “America is a country where freedom of speech is aloud.” When I open up my mouth to say my opinion I get bashed. I thought America was a place for freedom of speech.

I am just sick and tired of you snowflakes telling me what to do. You expect free everything, you whine about every little thing, and you hate everyone and everything. Grow up, get a job, and put on your big kid boots because im sick and tired of it. 

Amen