#i wouldnt dare do anything that would make you look at me

[mimibearluvr]

when i walk, i make sure my footsteps aren’t too loud. mine isn’t a presence i want people to become aware of. for me, being known is being held at gunpoint. there is nothing more threatening than being recognized.

[paiges-1vur]

use me… as always enjoy loves <3 (pt. 1)

it had been a long and tiring game. you watched paige the whole time from the crowd, cheering her on but ultimately realizing something was up with her. she was playing exceptionally, which was usual for her, but something about her body language was… off. you couldnt quite place your finger on it. not tired, or annoyed either. either way, it was a long and physically demanding game.

when you meet paige after the game, things are definitely off. instead of pulling her into a big bear hug per usual, paige gave you a quick hug before placing her hand on the small of your back to guide you out of the arena. as your walking out in silence, you speak up. “paige are you okay? you played so well but something seems.. just up” you hope that shes not hiding anything from you. she can always tell you anything.

her body language immediately changes and becomes more closed off and she slightly stiffens at this. she coughs slightly, walking up to the car door and opening it for you. she sighs, “can we just talk- um,” she tiredly runs a hand over her forehead before continuing “yea.. when we get home baby?” you can tell shes burnt out and exhausted from such a long and physically demanding game so you just smile and comply. you know paige didnt mean to act this way after a game, but sometimes she was just too tired to function.

the car ride home was almost silent. you sat in the passenger seat, paiges hand resting on your thigh for the whole drive. you could tell she was being worked to her limits, and her body was paying the price.

as soon as you got to the apartment paige dragged you into the bedroom, slightly shoving you down onto the bed, climbing on-top of you. she watches you as she pushes you down onto the bed, loving how you’re so willing to do whatever she wants. “now… im going to use you like a good girl. you wouldnt mind that, would you?” she says out of nowhere, knowing youll fold under her gaze. she raises her eyebrows slightly waiting for a response, her smirk making your stomach churn. you swallow and shake your head slightly. “i dont mind.. arent you tired baby?” she grins as you say you think shes too tired. she climbs over you, straddling your hips and looking down at you from above. she gently pins your arms down to the bed. “oh I know you’ll enjoy it. you’re going to do whatever i say, right?”

you hesitate for a moment before nodding your head slightly. seeing paige like this, so dominant was something else. she can see the slight hesitation and grins knowing that you’re pushing your limits a bit. she leans down gently running her thumb against your cheek as she speaks gently in your ear. “good girl. its okay if you feel a little nervous, but you’ll do what i say, won’t you?” you look her in the eyes. her eyes arent the same ocean blue they usually are, but instead are a dark icy blue, trapping you under her gaze. “ill do anything” you whisper.

paige grins at your obedience loving how you say that youll do anything. she laughs softly her hands gently tracing up and down your waist. she leans down hovering over you and whispering into your ear. “good girl.. just relax for me. im going to make you feel so good. just be a good girl for me okay” she laughs again loving how you’re so obedient like this. she gently takes both of your wrists into one of her hands pinning them above your head. with her other hand, she gently runs it down the side of your body, going up under your shirt. “so quiet, huh? come on i want to hear your pretty noises…”

you let out a shakey sigh as her hand travels up you waist and goes under your shirt daring to travel upwards. her touch is already driving you insane. paige grins as she watches the reactions you let out to her touch. she slowly moves her hand up feeling the skin of your waist, your ribs, and finally up towards your bra. “oh just wait… ill have you making all kinds of noises by the end of this…” paiges dirty talk elicits a deep whine from the back of your throat. she laughs softly at your response, continuing to travel her hand up under your shirt gently running her cold fingers against the skin exposed from your bra, and stomach. “oh baby… this is only the start. youll take it for me, won’t you?” she grins, loving how weak you sound right now.

you shut your eyes and pulled your button lip between your teeth, nodding your head. “please, no- teasing” you manage to get out between gasps and deep breaths. she smirks, watching you struggle with holding back your reactions to her touch. she loves the way you look with your eyes shut, your lip between your teeth. “oh no no… i’m going to tease you. im going to make you squirm and beg for me…” she moves her hand back down to your waist, tracing her fingertips gently up and down your skin. “please paige, need it now i cant wait” you say, starting to get worked up over this unreleased tension.

she laughs softly, feeling the desperation in your voice as you say that you need it now. she moves her hand up to caress the side of your face, gently running her thumb over your cheek. “needy girl huh? so cute, you’ll have to be more patient baby. beg for it.” her words are cold, and her fingers are moving in slow teasing movements making your brain go fuzzy. “please paige, i need you now” you beg for her, craving her fingers, wanting her inside of you. you slowly rub your thighs together, hoping to create some friction. she watches your body as you squirm, loving how badly you are wanting her. she gently moves her hand up between your legs parting them, and going up to rub on your thighs. “oh I know you need it, but I want to hear you beg for it” she grins, knowing you’re going to crack soon.

[iouinotes]

Beautiful Boy | Alex Walter

pairing: Alex Walter x female!reader

show: My life with the Walter Boys

warnings: mostly fluff and love confessions, but a bit of implied sexual activities

word count: 4,6k

summary: You are completely in love with your best friend. When the chance is given, you decide to finally take it and show your love.

a/n: The story will mention a review from the past, where they play truth or dare. So, I was inspired to write that scenario: match made in heaven is here!

He's everything I ever wished for. It´s silly, thinking about it, really. My ongoing crush for him since the first time I met him all these years ago.

It was during the first day after the winter holiday. It was dark outside, very cold and rainy weather. Well, unfortunately it did not look like that in the morning, so I instantly panicked after school, because I forgot to bring my jacket. Normally one of my friends picked me up after school and drove me home, but she was sick today and I heard about her being ill, last minute.

So now I´m standing in the hallway, debating if I should better start to go to the bus station (probably getting soaked) or if I just walk to the school library, hoping that the weather cools down. I was drowning in my own thoughts, when I first heard his voice.

"Are you okay?" The second my eyes landed on him, I was gone for good. Because the boy in front of me was utterly beautiful. Handsome round face, freckles, warm brown eyes and a shy smile. One look at him and I fell in love with his beauty. Little did I know, I would soon fall head over heals for his personality or the way his voice sounds when he is making fun of me, because I believe in love at first sight. How could I not, when I have met him?

He was very caring the first time we met. Even though I was embarrassed of my situation, he made me feel comfortable. When I told him about my difficulty, he instantly helped me out. He told me, that his brother also picked him up from school every day, so it wouldnt be a problem, if I came along. Not only this sweet gesture made me speechless, it was also the way he stripped out of his jacket and gave it to me without hesitation, when we went outside and he saw that I didnt bring a jacket.

"What? No, I can´t-" I tried to argue, but one blink of his lashes, one look at his eyes, was enough to keep me occupied. "My mom would kill me, if I didnt. It´s okay, I dont mind." He really was the sweetest. His jacket kept in fact, keep me warm. And it also smelled like him, thats what made me blush in the end. I didnt know, if he noticed me looking at him from time to time (but then again, he nowadays didnt noticed it either), but I could not contain myself.

He was a gentleman, shy and adorable. He was all I wished for in a guy. When his brother - who I idetified as the most popular guy of our school- Cole, came in sight, only then it clicked. The boy in front of me, with his nervous smile, was Alex Walter.

When the car parked and the headlights were visible in the rain, we quickly ran to the blue vehicle. His brother didnt talk much, so the car ride was mostly quiet, my eyes were out the window and my thoughts were on Alex previous gesture of holding the door open for me. He didnt intend for me to fall in love with him, but I couldnt think of anything else to do, better than exactly that.

"I didnt get your name?" was all he said, when the car stopped in front of my house. "Oh right, sorry. Im y/n." He smiled again at me and my heart wanted to jump out off my chest. I didnt really notice Cole in the front and his famous "Cole effect". I was all catched up, by the beautiful boy next to me.

"Alex" he shook my hand and it made me giggle. I saw his ears turning pink at my laughter, so I smiled at him, so he knew I wasnt making fun of him. He relaxed then, but much to my dislike the blonde brother spoke up, before I could say something else. "I dont have all day, so are you two done looking at each other or can you go now? I swear, I saw y´all nearly kiss." At that, I was the one who turned red. "Sorry, thanks for the ride and-" as I wanted to strip off the jacket, Alex stopped my movements. "Oh no, you can have it. I mean- it´s still raining outside, I-I dont want you to get sick." Maybe I was already at that exact moment, falling in love with him. I also think, that his words made my cheeks turn a shade of red, that wasnt even on a scala anymore, because it was so high.

"But when do I give it back to you?" The last thing I wanted to do, was crossing a line with the Walter brothers. And maybe I also hoped to see him again. "Tomorrow? I will be in the gaming room in third grade. If thats okay with you?" He spoke quickly, because Cole kept getting more annoyed. "No, its fine. Thank you, Alex." I kissed him on the cheek (dont know where that one came from) and before I could look back, I was already out of the car and running towards the house. When I opened the door and the warmth embraced me, I looked out of the window from my house. The car was already gone, but I remember smiling so bright, I almost could not contain the happy feeling that consumed me.

That was the first time, my diary heard of Alex Walter.

The next day, I searched through three gaming rooms before I finally found him, starring at his laptop. As soon as I tapped him gently on the shoulder, he turned around and looked at me suprised. When he asked me, if I had had any trouble finding him, I said "what no, it took five minutes", when in reality it took 20 minutes, but he sounded really sincere, so it didnt matter.

That was the start of our ever-lasting friendship. We became best friends quickly and are verly close ever since, he is my other half. We are always together, in the hallway, at lunch, we see each other at the weekends and we even got the price "the best of best friends" by our friendgroup. I mean it was funny and its nice, really. But it says everything. We are just friends.

It´s very funny actually, because he knows me better than anyone and I can´t keep one secret from him. He just knows, when something is up. But my biggest secret of all time, that was the part where he was clueless about.

My love for him.

He just doesnt notice and I tried to not show it, but everyone knows I like him. Well, expect for him. When I look at him too long, because I (again) got lost in his eyes or looked a second too long at his lips, while he talked, he thinks he has something on his face. When I compliment him, for literal anything, he thinks I make fun of him, so he doesn't take it seriously. And I tried almost everything, so he could finally notice. Maybe then he could make the first move.

I once talked about my ideal type, because it was a truth or dare on my birthday party and I literally described him - he didnt notice. I swoon on a daily basis over his beauty, his intelligence , his personality, his habits, his cute flaws like staying up all night to play a video game - he doesnt know. I tried to learn his favorite video game, I read the Lord of the Rings saga, I even watched baseball games with him, I do anything so he will notice, how much I care about him. But he just doesn't get it.

If I would know, he simply didnt like me that way, I could somehow cope with that. But then, there are moments, where I would catch him starring at me, where he seems to be the one wanting me. He watches romantic movies with me and lets me cry about it after, when I´m sad about the ending, Sometimes I even get to lay on his chest. He listens when I talk about my newest book obsession, he goes shopping with me, even though he hates it. He helps me studying and I can tell him anything, he´s always there for me.

So it could be, that maybe my feelings were not completely unrequited. But then again, why didnt he made a move by now? Nevertheless, it keeps me awake at night. Because I want nothing more than to kiss his soft lips, feel his skin against mine, to look at his eyes and study every single freckle from his neck to his forehead. I want to love him. In a way, he knows it.

These feelings, these thoughts are constantly in my head. Especially now, when I sit across him and simply look at his concentrated face. His eyebrows are drawn together, he´s currently biting on his bottom lip, his nose scrunched in a frown. The light of his room shows me every little detail of his face. In moments like this, on a friday evening, where we study together for a biology test, I wish he would know how I feel about him. Because it would make everything so much easier.

Its currently raining outside, a remember of our first encounter, the clouds are dark and I hear loud thunder since the last couple of minutes went by. "Do you think, it will get better? The weather clearly looks bad." I shift my gaze to look at him and when I catch him starring at me, my heart swells in my chest.

I want to break the distant between us and close the gap of our lips. Want to get to know every little detail of his body. But as he speaks up, I clear my head. "I dont know, Danny said something about a storm. I honestly didnt know, it would be that bad." He closes his textbook and stands up, looking out the window. ,,Should I go?" My question suprises him. "Now? I think if you take a step outside, you will get swept up by your feet. It´s not safe." He looks at me unwary. "I dont know, I always wanted to fly. Maybe thats a sign." I grin at him and he laughs quietly. "Yeah, of course. Let me ask my dad, what he thinks is for the best. Maybe he can get you an umbrella and you do your best Mary Poppins impression."

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30 minutes later I find myself in a full-on Walter-family-disscussion. "But uncle! I dont get to have girls stay overnight. Thats unfair!" Lee is looking at George, unable to hide his jealousy. "When did a girl ever wanted to stay overnight with you?" Isaac asks from across the table. Lee just ignores him, an angry look in his eyes.

"Look, its nothing that I will allow forever. But right now, she cant go home, so she is welcomed to stay here." I smile at him, thankful that I´m not getting thrown out. "Also, she is like a thirteen family member. She´s practically living here." George added. One look at Alex and I wanted to know what he was thinking. Was I just like a sister to him? "Okay enough of that. Y/n, dear you are welcome to stay the night. We will figure it out. Nathan is staying with Skylar, so his bed is free." I´m glad, Katherine is here. I thank her and George and by the time, we ate dinner and Alex got me a toothbrush, so I could get ready for bed, it was late after 11.

As I make my way back to Alex's room after using the bathroom to change into my clothes, leaving me with shorts and a shirt, Cole is suddenly standing next to me. "Well, what a great opportunity for you." He grins at me. At his comment, I am visible confused. "What do you mean?" I look up to his smiling figure. "You have him all by yourself, of course. Your chance to finally do something. I can´t stand it anymore, you like him and he likes you. I always thought you were the clever one out of you two, so please put everyone out of this misery and kiss him, because he´s a complete idiot. It's long overdue for you two to get together."

His words leave me stunned. After he´s done talking, he makes his way silently back to his own room and I´m still standing in the hallway, trying to process his words. Kiss him. He likes you. Does Alex really likes me or is that some cruel joke for Cole? I hope not. Because my friends have told me several times, that they think, Alex likes me too. But I always thought, they were wrong.

My heart is heavily pounding as I make my way back to his room, taking a deep breath as I open the door. Alex is playing a video game, as always, but I see that he also changed into something more comfortable. It helps me calm down my nerves, when I see him doing something, he always does. I take a few steps towards his chair and his concentrated figure.

I mean, what was there in life, if I didnt take any risks? If he likes me back, it could be the answer to all my dreams and if not - well, the weather was still going pretty bad and could help me out of the awkward situation.

When I decided to test their he-likes-you-too-theory, I quickly came up with a plan. Okay, so I wasnt the best at flirting, that was for sure, but I could make a move. For starters, I wanted something, I often thought about.

As I stand behind him, I trace my fingers along his shoulders, hearing his surprised breath, that he quickly tries to hide. Well too bad, I heard it.

"Alex?" My voice is quiet.

"...yes?" I can see his muscles tense, while I keep touching his shoulders, going lower until I touch his arm. Something about what Cole said, about Alex liking me, gives me a certain confidence, that wasnt there before. Please dont let the King of hooking up be wrong.

"Could I borrow one of your hoodies? I´m freezing and only have my shirt." I try not to think about the possibility that he laughs in my face and says no. But then again, I know that Alex wouldnt do that. "I-uh, yeah. You can, um, grab one out of my closet." I smile to myself, when I see his eyes nervously scanning the display. He paused the game, even though he doesnt look at me while he talks.

"Thanks." As I turn towards his closet, I get the feeling that he´s secretly watching me choose a hoodie. When I get a hold on a dark green one, I immediately know its the one from when we first met. I take it and walk towards the other bed, getting a glimpse of his eyes, that continue to follow me. And then I do something, I thought I would never do in front of him. I change out of my top, the cold air hitting my skin and I hear him gasps.

When I change into his hoodie, a settling warmth embraces me. I smile to myself, a joy blooms in my chest, the feeling of wearing his clothes, makes me feel too good to be true. The shorts I´m wearing are the same ones as before and I think, that I kinda like the casual look. And maybe it looks fine, that could be a good way to get Alex attention. My shorts cover my thighs, but because his hoodie is bigger than what I normally wear, this way it looks like I only wear his hoodie.

When I turn around and fix my hair, he already started another game again. Okay, mission getting-some-sort-of-reaction, is starting to get interesting. "Soo, what do you think? Too big?" I wait for his reaction. When he slowly turns around, one hand holding up his headphones, I see him trying not to stare too hard. But since I see his eyes scanning my body, it´s impossible for him to pretend. I smile to myself.

"And?" I make a step in his direction, watching him swallow. His eyes wander to the floor and a nervous expression crosses his face. "I- I need to finish this game so-" he turns around so fast, I´m almost surprised his neck didnt broke. Shit. That wasnt part of the plan. I glance around the room, trying to come up with something, another way to keep his attention at me. I sit on his bed, near his computer and decide to watch him play. I hear the sound of the game playing in the background, while I continue to think of a way for him to notice me.

And even though I keep my hands to myself, I see him sqirming in his seat. I laugh quietly. "Everything okay?" it seems he isnt that concentrated anymore. "Yeah, uh, are you bored? You never watch me play." His head turns to look at me. "You could teach me some moves." I say, looking at him and then the game, that shows a spider attacking some creature. He raises his eyebrows at my words.

"You sure? I thought you didnt like video games." My eyes wander to his lap as I quickly come up with a plan. "Maybe I will like it, if you show me some tricks. And also, I like you and you´re really interested in gaming, so I thought I could make an effort." His cheeks are blushing, my eyes are starring at his clueless ones.

A smile tucks at his lips, but he tries to keep his cool. "I mean, I´m really good at this, so I could teach you one or two lessons. Where do you want to sit? I only have one gaming chair, but-" he glances around the room, trying to come up with something.

"Well, we could share?" I ask, my voice sounding sincere and not as much thrilled at the idea, to sit in his lap, even though I am freaking out in my thoughts. His eyes widen, when he realizes what I just said.

"You want to-" he doesn't finish his sentence, stuttering at the idea of me sitting on his lap. "If thats okay with you, of course? I think its the best solution, I mean I do want the full experience. So its fair." I see him nervously licking his lips. "Yeah, yeah. I get that. Okay, cool, how do you want to-" I smile at him and his nervous speech. "Just relax, I dont bite. You do know that, right?" I laugh when I see his ears turning pink.

"Right. So uh, come here, I guess?" He puts his arms on the armrests to give me good access and I feel myself getting nervous. God, I never got to be this close to him. I stand up, his eyes take my form in his sweater in, I see him starring at the naked skin. And when I see something shining in his hair, I act without a second thought.

"You have something in your hair, dummy." It's a little paper ball from Benny, probably from the previous dinner (fight), I lean myself down, facing him forward in his lap and cross my legs over his thighs. I don't notice what position we are in until I lean back to show him the piece of paper and suddenly, I'm just a few centimeters from his face. Shocked by the less to no space we have left between us, he doesn't speak and neither do I. We just look at each other.

"i-i got it." The words leave my mouth, the distance between our faces -god his lips look so soft- leaves me speechless. It takes him a moment, but when he answers he sounds just as out of breath as me.

"thanks."

Again, we sit in silence. Suddenly I loose my balance and I almost fall out of the chair, but his arms are quick to catch me. So now, he has his arms around my waist and my arms linger around his shoulders for support. If I would lean closer, I could kiss him.

The thought of kissing him, makes me sqirm and when he lays his hands onto my waist to still my movements, I feel dizzy. Because Im not just sitting on his legs. Indeed, I sit literally on his lap. So when I feel myself getting wet, because he makes me so touch starved, I completely loose my mind.

"Im sorry- i didnt mean to sit that way. I just-" his eyes are so fascinating, brown, green and warm. It feels like he´s looking at my soul. He´s watching my every move. I know I should probably get up, but its the first time, he is that close to me and I cant stop looking at him.

Without a thought in my head, I raise my hand and touch his cheek. I see his lips breaking apart, so he can draw a surprised breath. "You have so many freckles everywhere." My eyes wander around his face. His voice comes back to life for a second, but only to sign. "Too many, actually." I draw my eyebrows together.

"It suits you and it´s not too much. Thats a perfectly fine amount of freckles. Look-" I start to count them. Each and every one. Starting from his ears towards his cheeks, his nose, further down until I stop at his lips. "You have one right above the corner of your mouth." I mutter, my thumb brushes his lips for a second.

Caught, my eyes sneak back to search his gaze. But he just looks at me. My heart feels like it could break any second, if I dont open my mouth to say something.

"You are" I begin to say "so beautiful to me. Every freckle you have, the colour of your eyes, your hair, your lips, your voice, just you."

I cant hold back anymore.

"i-i love you, Alex. I really do. I thought it would just be a crush that would go away, when time goes on, but it hasnt. You´re in every piece of my heart, you hold it together. You are my joy, my laugh, my sadness, you were everything for me, the first second I got to know you. Because you are the best person in my life, my best friend, my other half, my partner in crime, I would bail you out of jail in a heartbeat. Without you, my heart wouldn't beat anymore anyway. Because you make it live. Every day, every time I see you. Maybe if I would have known better, I would have never agreed to take your jacket, the first time we met. If I would have known, how absolutely in love I would get with you, it would have scared me to death. But now? Now I know better than to be away from you, because I better live as your best friend than without having you in my life. Because now, being away from you would be my death."

In one second, I bail my heart out and before I know it, he takes my face in his hands and leans forward. He stops his movement right before our lips touch.

"I think you will be the death of me too, sweetheart."

And with that, he kisses me.

Slow at first, his lips touch mine, so very soft and gentle. I almost think I´m dreaming, because his lips do feel like a dream to me. His hands caress my back and I clutch to his shoulders, afraid the moment will end. His warm hands strive back to my cheeks, tilding my head in a way he can have more access.

And I let him, mainly because I´m too caught up with this emotion and also because I would let him do anything with me. My hands are in his dark hair, gently tugging at his strings, so I get to hear that little breathless sound he makes, that makes my heart flutter.

I sink in his warm embrace, moving my lips with the same rhythm as him, hearing my heartbeat in my ears. His right hand goes to the back of my neck and this action makes me weak in the knees. And he notices it. Gently he breaks apart, leaving me with the want to have more of him and when I open my eyes - I didnt know I closed them - he looks at me, like I´m the sun and he´s the moon, that was away for too long.

"God, you´re so beautiful." His voice is deep, I can hear him catch his breath. His words make my heart ache until I think it isnt able to comprehend his compliment. I feel his lips again, my eyes flutter at the contact. One hand around my hip, holding me steady and the other one, around my neck, making me unsteady.

"alex-" a moan wants to escape me, but I try to hold myself together. His lips leave my mouth and trail further down, finding a spot at the curve of my neck.

"god, yes. Say my name again." I´m pretty sure, I never wanted him more than now.

My hands linger in his hair, I feel his hot breath on my skin and clench my thighs together. He is making me feel all worked up. As his lips leave that spot, I whimper his name, but as soon as his mouth leaves my body, he reconnects with it.

Brushing my hair aside, he kisses me again for a second before he lets go of me. With that, im completely convinced he hates me, the way he´s making me suffer. I hear him quietly laugh, so I slowly open my eyes to watch his face.

"You look drunk on love. Are you alright?" He smiles at me, looking at me, like he didnt just turn my world up site down (and my panties wet, by the way).

"What?" I ask, catching my breath. His skin glows and as I watch every detail of his face (how could I not), I almost miss his next sentence. "I would have never thought that this was your idea of gaming." I feel his shoulders move, when he tries to keep himself from laughing.

I gently smile and roll my eyes. "You are just too handsome for me, to concentrate on anything other than you." His cheeks turn red and there´s a glimmer in his eyes, that makes me feel completed. "So that´s why you have bad grades in math, maybe I shouldnt be sitting next to you then." His joke makes me laugh.

"Well, maybe you can give me some private lessons, so I could improve." At that, he opens his mouth, but no words are said. "Too stunned to speak?" I lean forward, his eyes follow my lips. "You just never flirted with me, its distracting." He looks up.

I just shake my head. One of my hands sneaks around to linger at his cheek. "Oh, trust me. I have. You just never noticed." His eyebrows rise. "Thats a shame. But I guess I have now." He catches my lips.

Yes, he definitely did notice me now.

[lexpupz]

i need pervy , obsessive and antisocial roommate bada so badddddd it makes me go feral 🤤🤤🤤🤤.

(also heads up! tw for: heavy dubcon (possibly noncon idk like she doesnt put the pp in or touch anywhere bad but still), g!p bada - sorry i cant get enough, panty stealing, food spiking, stalking, light somno and ig just overall perversion, let me know if i left anything out)

like bada, who you barely see out of her room (unless she has classes ofc) and you sometimes have to check up on her just to see if shes still alive. you know that sleeping all day isnt the case for her because you often hear her soft hums and grunts through the paper thin walls, which you just assume are the sounds a frustrated student makes. bada, who ALWAYS insist on doing laundry, including collecting it, washing it, ironing it and placing it, neatly folded, in your room afterwards. you only see it as a nice gesture from her since youre the one usually (we'll return to that later) cooking for you both. and so you dont even notice the way some of your underwear sometimes doesnt return to you for a week or maybe more, i mean... it probably just didnt fit in the washing machine at the time right?

bada, who quietly sneaks out of her room, sitting next to you. you passed out on the couch about half an hour ago after a tiring study session. you never really analysed your sleep before, so you probably wouldnt consider yourself a heavy sleeper — but bada definitely would 😊. she gently lifts your legs up to sit under them. she places soft kisses all around your thighs, occasionally giving them cat licks, swirling her tongue around on one spot. oh and she definitely leaves hickeys around while doing that, just to listen to your panicking through the door once you finally wake up. once she sneaks a peek at your panties through the leg-holes (is yhat a word?) of your loose shorts, its over (for her obviously, she would dare touch you further). she just cant ignore the constant twitching in her own underwear, so she slithers a hand in her pants and palms her length through the fabric. oh her cute whimpers and tiny muttering of your name as she gets closer to her release. "y/n-ie~ mmmhhhm, mmmffghhh a-ahh y/n.."☹️☹️. she comes undone after a few, slow but hard, strokes over her tip. splurging her own cum all inside her boxers (another reason for her to do laundry alone). after a few seconds of hazily looking around the room, soft pants leaving her lips — it only hits her then, you could have fucking woken up. she quickly lifts up off the couch and runs away to her room.

bada, who sometimes on the weekends forces you to let her cook for once. you hesitate at first, because she basically does everything around here at this point, but ultimately give in after a few minutes of begging. she never lets you see what shes cooking before its done, always surprising you. even if you try sneaking up on her, she always turns around, smiling at you, before you even make it remotely close to the kitchen counter. "no no, go back in the room, will you? you know i never let you see, so theres no need to try this time." she tells you teasingly, watching you pout. i guess that means its not your fault right? you couldnt have seen her slipping in the crushed sleeping pill since she just wouldnt let you see, not until the food was already served on a plate. she always surprises you with your favourite meals, i mean how did she know right? no really, how did she fucking know, you guys dont know anything about eachother and she barely talks to you so its not like the information couldve just slipped out during a conversation. but i mean, its probably not like she sits right outside the restaurant everytime you go with your friends just to see what youre ordering right? ever since you started rooming with bada, youve noticed that her meals are always so yummy and make your tummy feel so full that you just have to take an afternoon nap, cozily wrapped up in your sheets with the delicious taste still lingering on your tongue. youve also noticed youve started kicking, like alot, in your sleep. because everytime you wake up after one of these naps, the blanket that was tightly wrapped around you, is now thrown at the bottom of the mattress, barely covering your feet. bada just really couldnt help herself you know? you always look sooooo pretty and innocent, quietly snoozing in your bed, so she wanted to somehow prolong the time. and how else does she achieve that, if not spiking the yummy meals she prepared for you. she sits in your comfy gaming type chair, as she watches your chest rise and fall with every breath you take. you look so pretty, with your mouth slightly agape and cheeks painted with a soft tone of pink. she pushes the chair closer to your bed and feels up your now uncovered stomach. "y/n~ah, how come youre always so naive hmmm? im starting to think youre just pretending like you dont notice" she whispers, while her pale and trembling fingers now trace patterns onto your hips.

a/n: okay im done with this for now, im already thinking about a part 2, maybe i could finally try writing something other than just drabbles. i promised myself i would finish the doctor!bada thing i started working but i just cant move on with the plot. but this basically wrote itself once i got the idea so i hope its sufficient for the time being

[ganondoodle]

still thinking about how even just the decision to basically act like the shiekah tech never existed is just ... so baffling to me

bc again you could have done all the sonau tech does with shiekah instead, and they were perfect to be explored more in a sequel, why wouldnt you grasp that potential, the literal building blocks for more??

if you are that tired of shiekah tech .. dont make it a fuckign sequel to the game prominently featuring it???? totk doesnt take place generations after botw in which things could have changed drastically, its just a few years afterwards??

you want to reuse the map and get rid of shiekah tech? ok fine take LINK into the past then and the focus is for you to find a way to return; do some neat twist where its revealed that link was the one who sealed gan bc he couldnt defeat him without zelda or something if you dare (they wouldnt)

want less work than that and still reuse the map and get rid of shiekah tech AND reuse characters? ok then make it some alternate universe thingy like majoras mask in which everythign is the same but also isnt, its weird and creepy how characters you thoguht you knew suddendly dont act like themselves, shiekah tech doesnt exist, malice is now miasma, etc, it would give reason to why you feel so much like something about this world is familiar yet also very wrong

as far as im aware every "sequel" we have had so far were either generations apart from the first one, some alternate universe or a different location altogether- in all of which its plausible that things are different, things seem weirdly familiar but also wrong, or that another continent just works different from hyrule

but totk does none of that, its supposedly just a few years after the first game, same world same character, but its BUILT like some strange jumbled mess of stuff from botw and new stuff out of nowhere that just .. doesnt fit, but feeling a strange sense of otherness, a déja vu of something you know but it acts off, like an imposter, thats NOT intentional and it shows, its a mess of botw stuff, from stuff that people missed from the old games and entirely new stuff; i dont doubt it CAN work but the way it turned out is like a mix of 3 different puzzles forced together and being told 'see it fits!' even tho you can clearly see the pieces dont look right in these places

again it feels like a sequel that desperately wants you to forget the first game happened, that anythign from it mattered at all

and that isnt really ... the sense of a sequel? why insist on it being one when it only creates problems? is it marketing?? just like it was marketing to call age of calamity a telling of what happened before botw but then it wasnt that at all and that is still the sole reason why i dislike it? bc i was lied to? totk is like 10000 times worse than that, its a main title and doesnt even have the excuse of yeah its basically an excuse to play all your fav characters in fun ways and the game beign well aware that being its main appeal; what is totk appeal? a toybox with botw aestethic and none of the flavor?

(on a sidenote; the sonau tech doesnt even .. matter? in botw at least calamity ganon was made of shiekah tech parts and him overtaking other tech is a big point, the sonau tech doesnt serve anything but .. idk minerus useless mech? gan doesnt even aknowledge it, he doesnt care, all it is is toys for the player, not link, but the player. the monsters mining the tech materials? what for? gan doesnt give a damn and they dont work for the yiga either??)

i said it before but it gives me the feeling that the way botw invited you to theorize, to look beneath the surface, the way it intrigued you and laid the groundwork for so many interesting things without denying anything.. was accidental? or perhaps put in the game without the directors noticing? i cant stop thinking about them saying sth like "after botw zelda wondered if the kingdom of hyrule needed to keep existing the way it had been before the calamity, but then totk happens" bc it just feels like they realized too late that botw naturally led into questioning the status quo and they scrambled to fit it back into a flat and boring road we have seen so many times before (or even worse really) with totk

zeldas character naturally leads into her questioning and reexamine their history and set of rules? we gotta teach her a lesson of why she is importante god given monarchy girl that has to keep it bc what if evil brown man shows up again for no reason

maybe im grasping at straws here but looking at it this way the sonau .. make more "sense"; the shiekah were a group that was under the rule of the royal family, and misstreated before (oh no look soemthing interesting) so they dont lend themselves well to be used for teaching zelda that lesson- the sonau however are tailored really to be just that; they are a supposedly godly race from the literal sky that founded this version of hyrule, that had tech even more advanced and better than the shiekah, she gets put in the past to meet the perfect god king of goodness personally, also his very fridgy wifey that zelda later replaces in a way, shes put there and treated like family and then gets to see just how evil that evil big man from the desert is, sonia is falcon-punched to death solely so zelda can feel obligated to take over her role, have her new, better 'family' hurt by gan; similarly so raurus sacrifice, look what a noble and good king he is, he payed the ultimate price to lock that evil man away, now zelda you cannot let their sacrifice go to waste, rebuild that divinely good kingdom like it was!!

and even though they go so much out of their way to put the cart back onto the rails of black and white-good and evil in an even flatter way than the old games, it still doesnt feel right, at least to me, it still feels like zelda shouldnt have gone along with all of that, it feels like even her character from botw was walked back entirely, except for the intro, it made her feel like a stranger to me-

because this is a sequel, i know this zelda, she wouldnt act like that after all that shes been through, this feels ... off

and it all just insulting to anyone who cared about botw more than surface level, or the zelda lore in general, i dont even care much about the timeline, but theres alot of lore and themes beyond it that felt ignored, especially so given that .. its a damn sequel, non AU, not generations apart, directly part 2-

but its not.

it even feels very "corporate", put zelda in a dress again, people liked that, put crazy abilities in the game to flashbang people with how insane it is even if its not the best for the gameplay or the story, put a new asthetic into it out of nowhere bc its 'new' and act like its been there the whole time, put gan in there bc people miss him and find him sexy even if his role is just as flat as that of an evil cloud monster-

*sigh*

you know, i saw a post that said aoc was like a bad fanfic (affectionate) and totk was like a bad fanfic (derogatory) and tbh thats like one of the best comparisons/summaries i have seen ..

[nr1chaedickrider]

'I need you pt.2'

enjoy<3

smut and angst??

im so obsessed with this song lately, listen to it while reading this!!

cw: nothing ig but some swearing and kinda toxic sana, sana bleeding a little??, kinda aggressive sex?, strap use

idk kinda sub sana kinda dom sana????

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You're so sure you have heard something before you left.

Something calling after you.

Someone calling for you.

It was something you've hoped you wouldnt hear because you know it would linger in your mind forever.

Sleepless nights.

Just because of those four words.

_______________________________________

"I love you too" she whispered.

You walk without stopping. Not daring to look back.

You are to scared. What would happen if you do stop for her?

You know what she said. You will know forever.

There is no end to this.

_______________________________________

There is no end to this.

You lay in the bathtub, its filled with warm water.

You wanted to rest.

Rest because of what? It was months ago.

She problably already forgot.

We are talking about the Sana Minatozaki. She definetly has a new girlfriend now. She forgot you.

But you cant forget her. Like never.

Its hopeless.

How can a break up fuck you up so bad?

The doorbell rings.

You sigh, getting out of the bathtub and drying yourself, quickly putting on a tshirt and sweatpants.

You run to the door, opening it.

But you wished you didnt.

Sana looks at you. This time she is the one drenched in water. You looked out of the window, its raining heavily. You look back to her.

"What do you want?" you ask. Acting like she isnt on your mind 25/8.

"I need you" she says.

What did she just say?

"What?"

"I need you" she repeated.

"You broke up with me? You cant just say that you need me." you say. You need her too, of course you do. But you cant just admit that.

"Y/n i-.. that night i said someth-" she says so.. innocently?

"i know what you said. I heard it clearly Sana.."

She sighs.

"Please. I need you." she comes closer, closing the front door while walking.

She knows.

She knows how much you are thinking about her. She can see right through you, it starts to get scary.

Its like a switch flipped in her, from the "i need you back please im so sorry", to the "i want you and i will have you."

She is treating you like some little kid.

"Sana. Please leave." you say. You cant just let her win over you so easily.

"I wont." she says, walking towards you until she stands right infront of you, looking down on you.

You try to take some steps back but your back hits the pillar that is right in your living room.

She has you exactly where she wants you to be.

"Come on. You know how badly you want this to happen, since months." she emphasizes the "months" which makes you even more mad.

Its true, of course it is. But why is she acting like its so fucking obvious??

"Fuck off Sana" you curse, walking past her.

If she wont leave your apartment, you will.

You take your jacket, you take the door knob in your hand, ready to turn it.

But you don't.

Sana stands just right behind you, her hot breath hitting your neck,it makes you so fucking crazy. Her hand holding yours, stopping you from leaving.

You both dont say anything, just standing there. Breathing. In. Out.

In. Out.

In.

Out.

The rain stopped, the only sound is the breathing.

You turn around, looking at Sana.

You smash your lips against hers. It happens quick. The tension is too much for you. She takes off your jacket - which you just put one a moment ago -, you take off hers. Its wet, its bad for your floor, but you dont care, throwing it on it.

The kiss gets sloppier and sloppier, Sana biting on your bottom lip which makes you let out a whimper as she shoves her tongue into your mouth.

Your hands roam on her body as she pulls you to your bedroom, which she knows too well, trying not to trip because you guys are pulling eachother back and forth like fighting kids.

You throw her onto the mattress, sitting down on top of her lap. Sana takes your shirt and bra off with ease. You're so eager, you rip off Sana's shirt.

Which turns her on even more.

Your lips land on her neck, kissing - sucking - biting, so roughly she even starts to bleed a little.

But oh god, its like you're crazy vampires.

Her hands roam around your body, groping your tits. You start to kiss her lips again, she kisses you even sloppier than before.

The room is filled with your moans and heavy breathing, you take of sanas pants and pull off her underwear right after, burying your head between her legs.

"Oh fuck" Sana curses under her breath. You eat her out like a predator that just found their dearest prey. You eat her out like you have been starved.

"You dont know how much i've missed you, god. More-" she moans, her hand gripping your hair, pulling you even closer.

How much i've missed you.

You need her more. Closer.

You stop eating her out, getting out your strap which Sana usually used on you when you were still together.

She watches you with a smirk, its like her plan worked out perfectly.

You thrust the black strap in, hitting her so deep she lets out a loud moan.

You lie down on top of her, thrusting in and out fast. Your arms around her neck, her hot breath hits you.

"I want to ruin you like you did it with me." you whisper into her ear, your strap reaching so deep, hitting just the right places that drive sana crazy.

"I knew-", she moans, "..you could never stop..", her breath trembles, "...loving me." she moans loudly, she shuts her eyes. A tear rolling down her cheek. Her toes curling into your bedsheets. Your thrusts get slower, waiting for her to finish climaxing.

She breathes heavily. Opening her eyes again to look at you.

"You will forever be mine" she says, smirking at you.

"Now come on, ruin me like you said you would."

[margueritedaisies]

I just love drawing families of fictional characters, its interesting to think of how each sibling would look. I try to make them different from one another but at the same time maintain familial similarities.

Jinzha resembles their mom, Muzha their dad, and Nezha's a good mix of both.

Also get ready with some sibling dynamic rant, mostly relation HCs by me.

Enough with the parent child dynamic

I want sibling dynamic. Where these three come to terms on what happened between them. Specifically Muzha and Nezha's interaction is the one I want to see.

Tbh those two's fates in the myth reminded me of Hyakkimaru and Tahomaru in Dororo.

Like Nezha and Muzha had so much potential to gain solidarity with each other. Because Jinzha could never relate to them as the ignored or unwanted child. Muzha has that middle child stuggle fr.

Muzha is the one so eager to gain their fathers favor trying to meet Jinzha's level . Nezha wants nothing from his father so he makes himself worse.

Muzha's frustration with Nezha is that Nezha is rebellious, disrespectful of their dad

While Nezha's frustration to Muzha is that Muzha is so blinded and always struggling to achieve something so futile. Deep down he hates how Muzha is suffering this way but he wouldnt speak of it. This is why they always at odds.

They should make a movie focusin the Li brothers fr

Other than overusing the actual myths.

Fuck the ending from the original myth, they didnt even consider how the children felt from all the abuse. Not even mention of Muzha's death.

Enough Ao Bing, what about Muzha???

And the moral lesson is just about "respecting elders"?? The story still had so much to wrap up. How can you call this a family if there is some sort of hierarchal system. A family requires empathy to maintain that connection.

Tbh its kinda realistic

Families and siblings can still inflict trauma from each other .And a story based on reconcilation is a good way for this to be about family counselling.

I wanna see the "what ifs". It could be each brothers own story of self healing from the trauma caused on each other.

Maybe Im getting my hopes up too much, but it could be a development for them to forgive, start anew and an opportunity to connect and catch up on what they missed on each other.

Edit:

As for Jinzha he also has his own struggles as the eldest. Keeping up the station as the golden favored and perfect son. But its Asian family dynamics, which means hes in a lot of pressure. But he is mentally and emotionally strong. The brothers always busy on his studies ,future responsibilities and training to be able to spend time together. Their timetables seemed to be planned out to always not meet. Jinzha especially had less freetime. And if he ever came across any of his brothers, it was only one of them never both.

He doesnt mind being a buffer for the other two feuding but it does stress him out that it will never change. But he'll make sure to give time and attention to both of them as much as he can.

Other than keeping up his fathers expectations he also doesnt want to fail as a big brother to them🥺😭

Muzha and Nezha can see his efforts so they do not dare hold anything against him. Muzha still keeps his competitive attitude when Jinzha's around but accepts any offered kindness from Jinzha. While Nezha enjoys his company when he gets the chance.

Also because I tend to hold on to this little bit of bonding😭🥺🥺Jinzha trying to be the best big bro

Thinking of the contrast in the future where Jinzha was tasked to torture Nezha destroyed me😭😭😭What did Jinzha even feel while he had to do it??

Also here some Nezha with his hair down again

[mecachrome]

https://www.tumblr.com/moefroyogurt/753985612025151488

this whole vid is crasy… repeated appearance of Lando’s Personal Oscar Nickname… lando going how dare you assume we’re straight… oscar just folding as soon as he’s prompted to elaborate on his Lando Wouldnt Pay joke, making sure lando knows he doesn’t mean it…

their unscripted content is unbelievable i literally have to pause and rewind to make sure i’m seeing things right

omg anon there is SOOO much fodder in this video like where do you even begin. the face oscar makes before he starts writing lando's name for the first q... 🥺 also kind of endeared by lando getting annoyed about the paying for george's mates bit lol he doesn't want his private interax dissected like dat!!!

but rly they're just so natural and frankly insincere in the most sincere way around each other that it makes their unscripted banter so digestible to me personally... T__T and ik it's already been discussed but i do think it's interesting how landoscar are both equally careful with pronouns and using neutral language, like i'm sure to some degree it's just pr training but it's still an easy thing to slip up on if it's not ingrained in your daily usage and they're both decently consistent. not to give them undue credit or anything for something fairly basic i just think it's sweet.... who would win, the 23 y/o gen z who calls his gf his partner and binge-watched killing eve and sex education and knows too much about bottoming and has an in-joke with lando about his favorite song being old town road or the guy who cosplays bisexual twink when sloppy drunk and said his type was "open" and that "they gotta look after me" in csd? sorry.

also lando's defensive "doesn't mean they didn't have a great time" and oscar kind of high-pitched going "yeah i never said that!!!" NFNNGHGHGHHfghghh. and how do u know that huh :3c

[str4ngr]

So don't know if you do school au's or not but this is for your 800 followers prompt board.May ask this with other fandoms

Fluff 2. bully x nerd

headcanon or ramble of your thoughts whatever works for you

But if it could be with the twist of the reader being the bully. More of the smart, manipulative, sit back and watch "If I have other people to do my dirty work, why get my hands dirty myself?(⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧" Type. Y'know

Maybe runs a delinquent gang korac (korack?spelling's hard) or 141. ¯⁠\⁠(⁠°⁠_⁠o⁠)⁠/⁠¯ idk feel free to take and leave what you want.

Character ideas:

Teacher's pet/nerd!Kyle who reader "asks"orders to let them see there notes after class behind the school "I wanna see how the top of the class organized all that info into one sheet of paper🥺", only too burn it in front of him with a lighter. later rubbing it in once the next test scores come through with a disappointing look from mr.price and a 67 return grade.

Dumb jock!Johnny who reader calls "soap" because he needs a bath.

Quiet kid!Simon that is as important as a ghost in the day time, Aka not.(To reader at least)

Pushover!könig that reader makes do all their heavy lifting bc "I'm the brain an your the bron, you'd be nowhere without me🤭"

History teacher!Mr.Price that can't prove that it's reader that is pulling the strings behind that sweet model student mask they put on.

I just need more mean reader 😭. Maybe reader find it amusing that someone like them is able to be picked on and that's why they bully them.

Have a lovely rest of your day

your majesty.

t.f.141 & könig. | my drug, my addiction.

cw: suggestive[?], obsession, foul language, age difference, mentions of bullying/hazing, college au, gn! reader. wc: 812. notes: kind of not x reader, idk. this is longgggg. also idk how to resolve this so it's like lowkey mid-story type shit. not proofread.

being the ball and staff holder of your little college was real fun. no body here really cared for your classes or your degrees, besides, going to those parties with too much alcohol and only one drinker, circulating those bloody-face pictures, and sending dares through burners, was far, far, more worth while.

professor price

obvi gonna make this a college au

i think his first instinct would to go after your underlings/ the physical perpetrators.

he wouldnt be able to catch them without evidence, but he would keep a close eye.

he observes them during any class he lectures of can sneak into but doesnt notice a direct connection between the victims and the bullies. many were in different classes, majors, floors, buildings, but there was always someone.

you.

attractive, intelligent, and charismatic, the idea of you being associated with this vicious bullying left a bitter stain on his tongue. but price couldnt deny it. you were always there. never missed a day of class, never missed a beat in taking your usual seat in the lecture hall of neither the front not back.

price goes home that day with a tug of war on his mind. he wasnt sure what to do. he could say, yes, you were there, but you werent when kyle was dragged to the back hallway.

he became almost obsessed, enthralled by the idea of, maybe, just maybe. it was a hard game.

you grinned to yourself as you stared at the newly "earned" money in your hands. you grinned knowing 'your' top grades were yours. you grinned because someone noticed, and now it was all the more fun. it was a long, long stretch. a bloody dance of two double-edged swords fighting for a purpose of neither justice or protection. truly just the adrenaline.

kiss-ass kyle.

kyle was almost helpless at the sidelines, chased down, mocked, and cheated.

"kyle, your grades have been falling, is there anything you want to talk about?"

you grinned when you heard prices voice from behind the ajar door, where he and kyle stood, revising kyle's most recent test scores.

top of class to barely passing?

price couldn't believe it. it was out of character for one of his best students to be spiraling down so rapidly.

"no, i'll do better."

he didn't.

you're staring at the way prices lips twitch into a frown, eyes flat as he hands kyle his paper. upside down.

lacky könig & toy johnny.

when könig first transferred to your college, it was awkward. how does someone with such a thick accent integrate to the cliquiest college? how but then such a sweet, beautiful, top student greet him, welcomes him with open arms

he was a lost puppy, following you without a leash, hearts in his eyes as he grabs another annoying rugby player.

your silky voice ringing in his ear,

"koko? do me a favor, make sure that soap kid doesn't come near me again?"

he didn't even need you to negotiate, he nodded, heavy stature shoving poor johnny against the brick wall of a far away storage building.

könig's imaginary tail wags behind him as he showed you a photo of beaten and pulped johnny,

"told him to never even look at you again!" his gruff voice would mutter, eyes brightening as you whisper,

"good boy."

johnny really became a toy after that. clueless and submissive to your insults as you berate him after each gym class, rolling oyur eyes in objective disgust while looking him up and down,

"sad the only clean part about you is the fact i call you 'soap', now fuck off, you're making it hard to breathe."

silent simon.

why bother with him.

simon was quiet, always.

so to you, he was really nothing more than a stick on the road that you had to run over.

and snap.

of course, it was easy. he didn't whine, hiss, growl. i imagine that he was lanky, tall, but skinny. and of course, when you see such an easy target, who are you not to take it?

you decided having könig be the one to break him wouldn't be any fun, but watching as the guy who already struggled with having any social life slowly get pushed farther and father into isolation?

now that was fun.

first you took his dumb himbo friend johnny, who was beat to a pulp, and told it was all simons fault.

dumb dog never spoke to him, and how fun it was to watch simon stare from afar as one of his only friends left him to eat lunch by himself.

next was kyle, who was kind enough to help simon with their history class.

"Kyle, keep talking to that hoodie kid, and i'll make sure the only thing that's ruined isn't just your grades."

You smile as kyle urgently responds to the texts in desperate pleas and promises to never speak to him. He didn't know it was you, but he did know you would follow through with your words.

notes: ughhh i hope i did this rq properly especially because i took so long on itt. sorry for taking so long, i was kind of struggling with how to portray each character in a cohesive setting.

[pumpkinsy0]

that post you made about soda and papercuts wedding made me start thinking 😈.... hcs for papercut wedding?? :D

papercut,,,getting MARRIED????? tch,,,

•ponys SO uncomfortable, like he wants to do it but like he has to b ROMANTIC???? in front of the gang?????? ew, he’d rather b taken out back and dealt w

•same thing w curly, hes barely lovey w tim and angela when theyre all alone, if u think thats magically changing im sorry but ur so wrong, AND FOR THISE REASONS☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽thats y i think the wedding wouldnt b allat long, but also bc theyre kinda impatient and dont wanna stand for that long

•darry and soda r willing to put their feelings aside for this, dare i say, i dont think theyd b as upset as ppl say they would b, at some point, theyve gotta let their own feelings about the relationship go, i dont think it would b like 100% gone but it certainly has decreased a lil, at some point u just gotta b happy for em

•thats what inspired that post btw, but also, weddings just get soda in a mood yknow???

•curlys the one who wants to splurge (i hate that word so bad.) on the wedding a lil but cause i mean THEYRE getting married, meanwhile pony just wants to keep it lowkey, so theres this in between of it

•for suits, i dont think it was anything special, but pony did have a corsage to make it more interesting, switch it up a bit, maybe they both did!!! one if em on the chest and the other had it on the wrist

•look not everyone can b a groomsmen, ill say darry walked pony down the aisle but him and soda was a groomsmen together, and tim and angela were curlys groomsmen,,,or groomsthem, everyone else was part of the sitting thing goin on in weddings

•YES, there were empty seats for ponys parents, for curlys???? i say hes not much of a mamas boy anymore and he fucking hates his stepdad so its like whatever they dont get seats, it was some other ppl occupying the shepards seating part of the wedding

•pls dont even get them started on vows, both their vows were like “yea i love u, ur pretty cool” and like i said, it WOULD probably b a BIT more romantic if both their families werent RIGHT there</333

•when pony and curly cut the cake, i feel like it just dissolved into a small food fight, just a tiny one, somethin lil light, nuthin too crazy,,

•they kept a slice of cake and their wedding toppers :D

•darry and soda have unlocked a new kinda teasing from curly btw, just bc its been years and they got married doesnt mean the teasing over, this is a life long thing here

•angelas still upset brah, how the fuck did curly get married before her, id b so pissed if i was her😭😭, BUT curly did give her this make shift bouquet of flowers as like a “u’ll get there one day, champ”

•tim was more of a planner, he didnt have much to do AT the wedding, he just rlly observed, but he and curly did have one hell of a talk after the whole thing

if ur wondering who proposed and how, technically it was curly, but it was more of a “hey do u wanna get hitched” scratches neck “sure” thing than the traditional way of it all

[bwoahtastic]

Do i know what story is behind this? No. But the mental image wouldnt leave me (tw: mentions of blood and violence ) (its some fantasy/pagan au lol)

Yes it's late and I'm losing it again

Oh its maxiel

Kinda

Max had always always hoped that if he were to die, it would not be at the hands of his father.

His father did not deserve the satisfaction of getting rid of his biggest disappointment once and for all, and Max did not want his father's to be the last face he would ever see.

Yet, as he laid on the grassy hill, gasping on chocked pained breaths as blood dripped down from his stomach rhrough his tunic, he did not feel angry like he had expected. He didn't try to curse his dad, didn't try to reach for the sword that laid at his side, covered in his own blood. He didn't go down fighting until the bitter end, make his dad bleed like he bled too.

Max was scared, eyes wide and filled with tears as he tried to look past his father, towards the sky. Anything better than to see the hate in his expression.

The sky was grey, bringing little comfort.

"Once you let out your final breath, I will make sure your name is burned from all books, have your legacy be forgotten by everyone who comes after. You won't even be a failure, you will have never existed." His father growled out, towering over Max. "There will be no grave for you, no place for you to be mourned. Not even your little god will remember your name."

Max's eyes darted to his left, where the temple stood untouched. He had devoted his life to worship, and still lost it to the one person had tried to escape

"A prince hiding as a god's low priest, where have I gone wrong raising you?" Father continued.

Max closed his eyes and thought of the sun, of golden rays on his face, of the heat making his skin turn pink. He thought of sun-kissed skin, of warm arms guiding him, of a smile so bright he had to avert his eyes.

Keep your eyes closed, sweet flower, you don't have to see this

The voice rang soft and warm in his mind, and Max did as it asked. He drew in a shaky breath at a wet, disgusting sound, at his father crying out in surprise and rage, and then, silence.

Warm hands grasped Max's quickly cooling skin, warming his cheeks as the same voice as before told him to open his eyes again.

Deep brown eyes watched him with worry, dark brown curls shone golden in the sun, which had broken through the clouds

"My lord-" Max rasped out, eyes tearing up. The Sun had heard him, the Sun had saved him...

"Hush now, save your strength." The god spoke kindly. "I fear you will need it still. I can save you, but it won't be painless." He explained, one hand moving down, pressing over the gaping wound to stop the bleeding.

"You don't have to save me." Max rasped. "It would be worth it, to die knowing my god did not dessert me for being a coward." The god had lifted him slightly, letting Max's side rest against hid warm chest.

"Oh my dear flower, you are one of the bravest people I have seen." The Sun whispered, before lifting a flask of golden substance to Max's lips. "Now drink. My brother would be kind to you, if you were to slip from this world and into his, but I am not ready to see you go there yet." He added, voice almost pleading.

Max looked up, dared to look into the god's eyes, dared to look at the deity he had devoted his life too after he had ran away from his family and his duties.

"I won't leave you." The god promised Max's unspoken worries. "My blood will heal you, and I will be bound to you." He added, tipping the flask forward until the golden liquid touched Max's lips.

Max drank.

[kuni-is-daddy]

Thinking about Scara getting off to how we say his name, making us beg to say it

Scaramouche x Female Reader (581 words)

bro has 3 namess

"Kuni~, Scara~,Kubuki~" EYE IS TWITCHING RN

2nd Anon: Scara/wander fucking you in front a mirror, just feeds his predator complex seeing you a mess as he ruins your insides <33 I LOVE BOTH OF THIS :)) imma combine itt

Scara fic list.

WARNING: NSFW CONTENT.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, YOU'LL BE BLOCKEDDD!!

scara on a mission in inazuma, His phone is on vibrate and bzzing like crazy as he mercilessly kills nobushi after nobushi. He unlocks his phone with a irritated expression, wondering who is trying to get on his nerves. Only to have his beautiful blue violet eyes blessed by what's on it. Your so horny you cant help but send him pictures of you in black lingerie, His favorite color. Your nipples are just barely piercing through you bra, with the caption "Wanna put on a show for you~" Such a tease, He's so turned on he cant help but rush through narukami island and into your shared home. completely neglecting childe and la signora's plans. Locking the door...

"Hah..My little pet....Your mine. Dont you dare look away from master. Keep fucking touching yourself like that~" he watched your fingers disappear in and out of your wet hole infront of your mirror, How your legs shook as you got closer and closer to cumming. "M-Master~ Wanna cum~ m' So close~" "Yeah? You wanna cum for master? Rub those fucking boobs for me." With no hesitation you caressed your boob with one hand, Playing and squeezing around your nipple "F-fuck..gonna cum on those tits so fucking hard" He Pumped his length eagerly, Leaning against the side of the bed with so much temptation just to pounce on you. "S-scara..I cant~ Its too much! Please~" "Thats it y/n,,Keep begging like the slut you are for my cock. Beg for me more~" You wanted him to let you cum so bad. It felt too good, You wanted him, Wanted him to be inside of you. The way he'd whisper and moan in your ear while pleasing you. how he'd suck on any part of you, leaving hickeys while grinding on you. "AH~K-KUNI! PLEASE~ PLEASE LET ME CUM~" your legs shook as your body burned for release, Looking directly to scara through the mirror as he stroked himself faster.

"Fuck no.. Ah shit~ your gonna be a good girl, wait for me to be inside of you~" you hissed and began to cry at how badly you wanted it, but he just wouldnt let you. "aH~ please kuni. its not fair~ ill be good for you, promise ill be your good slut~ please please! i- MMM~" you we're cut off when he appeared behind you, covering your mouth with his hand. "Then lay down for me right now infront of the mirror. Face Down. Ass up. I want you to see me pound into you like the pathetic human you are." with no hesitation you turned around, portraying your body infront of scara with no regrets as you leaked precum, Slowly inserting himself inside of you and thrusting back and forth. "So wet just for me...hah..I expected you to at least have some morality. Or do you act so slutty for everyone~?" he said while gripping tight onto your waist. "hah~ no master~ only for you~ ill do anything you want~ go faster kubuki~ harder..~" he scoffed at your desperation. "Want me to go faster?" he held you by your hair, jerking you back down onto the floor, giving you a perfect view to look at your messy hair through the mirror. "Y-YES KUNI PLEASE~ CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE~ CLAIM ME PLEASE!" He shoved himself hard inside of you once more, causing you the shriek at his sudden aggression. "AH~ YES SCARA~" "Ugh~ love it when you call out for me like that, gonna reward you slut~" your eyes teared up from his sharp thrusts. You tried moving your hands for support on the rough grip he had on your hair but to no use your body didnt comply, he felt so good inside of you that you didnt want to move, scared that he would pull out and leave you a crying mess once again. "Answer me when i talk to you." He jerked your head again. "Hah~ oh god scara~" he tilted his head, looking in the mirror while observing the obvious drool coming from your mouth "Hm? is my pet fucked dum already? are you ruined?" "N-No Kuni~ Mmm.~ hah dont stop please~" breathy moans left your lips "Ah~ good slut, now i can give you your reward" the echo of skin slapping reflected across the room, nothing but desperate moans from you filled scara's ears. and he loved every second of it, how your innocent facade faded evertime he pinned you, everytime he rewarded you, everytime he was rough with you, you wanted it. You truly we're his everything in life. "oh..Oh FUCK~ Hah...im gonna cum y/n...Shit~ Take it..take your FUCKING reward like a good girl~" he came inside of you, panting your walls white with his warm load, Making you cry from the overstimulation as your brain felt mushy, Thinking of nothing but him.

[seokmn]

chapter XI : i dont want you sitting on my lap either

wc: 1k words

seokmin knocked on seulgi’s door gently, “noona, it’s me. open up please”, after a few seconds the door opened, revealing the image of seulgi and it immediately broke seokmin’s heart. she was trembling and with puffy eyes, she looked devastated, like the worst thing had just happened to her… because it kind of happened.

seokmin placed the bags from the grocery shop on the floor and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. once seulgi was in seokmin’s embrace she broke down again, sobbing loudly and mumbling things seokmin couldn’t understand, “its gonna be okay…”, seokmin caressed her hair gently and kissed the top of her head, “its gonna be okay, i promise”

they stayed like this for a while until the moment seulgi broke the hug and spoke with a shaky voice, “thanks for coming.. come in”, seokmin smiled at her and nodded, grabbing once again the grocery bags and coming inside her apartment. he placed the bags on the kitchen counter and sat on the couch, patting his lap while looking at seulgi with a kind expression.

“you want me to… sit on your lap? i dont want that” seulgi said sniffing, she looked more calm but confused and kinda disgusted about his request. seokmin laughed and shook his head, “are you crazy? i dont want you sitting on my lap either! rest your head on my lap, let me comfort you”

“ah.. that makes sense” she said giving him a small and weak smile and laying on the couch, placing her head on his lap. seokmin’s hand quickly went to her hair, caressing it softly. he didnt say anything, hoping she would talk first, but when he noticed she wasnt going to speak first, he spoke up, “you know that no matter what happens, i dont and wont regret being in a fake relationship with you, right?”

“i know… youre the best guy ive ever met, thank you for everything” seulgi spoke quietly, her voice breaking, indicating that she was about to burst into tears once again, “but i wish we didnt do that… i should’ve fought for irene, for our love. but i acted as a coward, i thought that faking a relationship with someone, with a man specifically, would be the solution of all of my problems. i didnt think about what would come next.. i couldn’t live in a fake relationship for the rest of my life”

seokmin listened to her words carefully, a frown deepening on his face, “dont say that, you and irene made this decision together, also, shes an idol and its a homosexual relationship. you two were scared of the hate and the homophobia you could receive and suffer.” he paused, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to not cry before opening again, “im sorry that it had and has to be like this, im sorry that you had to hide your feelings and your real relationship with your soulmate just because of her gender and her career”

seulgi shrugged her shoulders, staring at the wall with a picture of her and irene on it, “i talked to her before you get here”

“and? what will you two do?” seokmin asked, “we’ll tell the truth. her company will confirm the rumors and ill post an apology letter and explain everything. i wont tell about your secret tho, i wouldnt dare to”

seokmin smiled at her, even tho she wasnt looking at him, “thank you… now, have you already eaten?”, seulgi shook her head, “ill cook for you then, i already knew your answer would be a no”, he said lifting her head carefully and gently so he could get up from the couch and walk towards the kitchen. seulgi sat up on the couch and watched him as he made his way to her kitchen.

“im really glad youre my best friend, thank you for everything, literally everything”, she said as seokmin started to cook, his back facing her, “you dont need to thank me, everything that i did i only did because i love you and id do anything to make you happy, just like id do to make any of my friends happy. plus, i got to pretend to have something i’ll never have so you were helping me as well”

she didnt say anything, she always knew how the lack of a soulmate affected seokmin quite deeply. she hated it, she wanted seokmin to have a seokmin in his life, to have someone as sweet as him to be his lover. after all, seokmin deserves it, he deserves to be loved just like he loves people. if he did all that for the sake of his best friend and to see her happy, then what could he do for his loved one? its not fair to him, she wanted to see him being happy.

“food’s ready, come eat”, he said after a while, his sudden words made seulgi look at him, getting back to reality after finding herself lost in her thoughts about seokmin. she smiled and walked towards the dinner table, “smells delicious”

before seulgi could sit on the chair, the doorbell rang, “are you expecting someone?”, seokmin asked and seulgi shook her head.

seokmin slowly made his way to the front door and opened it, his eyes opened wide when he saw irene standing there. he looked at seulgi and then at irene, “hum.. noona?”

“ye-“ seulgi stopped talking in the same moment she saw irene, the woman smiled at her and in a blink of an eye seulgi found herself wrapped around irene’s arms.

“i- huh… i guess ill get going then. enjoy your time together and the food, please. i cooked with a lot of love” he said, but it was like he didnt even say a thing, the lovebirds were too focused on their own world to even remember or notice seokmin’s presence. he smiled at the sight of them hugging each other and mumbling “i love you” repeatedly and left seulgi’s apartment.

once he was out, he grabbed his phone and saw a bunch of notifications of his gc and missing calls, mostly from chan.

“shit, this is going to be hard to explain”

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INVISIBLE STRING

in a world where when you turn 18 you share an invisible string with your soulmate that only you and your respective soulmate can see it, seokmin, also known as dokyeom, is an actor in the musical theatre world that doesnt have a soulmate and keep it as a secret. meanwhile, yn works in a bookstore and doesnt seem bothered at all by the fact of not sharing a string with someone. is it possible to change the destiny and find your soulmate even tho you dont share the invisible string with anyone?

[ppnuggie]

💙💙I AWAKE FROM THE DEAD// I saw you were mainly doing MTMTE so here :)) ||

GN reader with trailcutter, skids, swerve, Megatron and roddy [separate] [headcannons], them reacting to reader flirting with them? fluff, crack do whatever I need my Teebs bro,got me feeling empty 😭😭

achoo see you next year prob idk, happy times💙💙

　　　　　　MTMTE x gn human reader

　　　　『　trailcutter ,, swerve ,, megatron ,, rodimus ,, gender neutral human reader    』

　　-> bots reaction to reader flirting w/ em 🫣

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack

　　— yep ! see ya next year ! :D i mean ,, it will be next year when this is posted 💀 but i am writing it on dec.30 rn 🫣 ughh teebs 😞😞 i just got the part where he dies im so heartbroken ,, my mans ,, 😭😭😭 he didnt deserve alla that ,, smh ,, but tysm for requesting 😏 tbh i might not actually be online for this to be posted ,, bc this is in my queue along with many other things to be posted later 🫣 so theres a little update for not having links updated in the second masterlist 🕺

trailcutter ::

• he’d be quite flustered ,, not sure what to say not only because he was most likely super drunk but also surprised you were flirting with him

• any time you compliment him for something ,, his fans will kick on immediately ,, and whenever you’re not around some mechs might coo at him and make smoochy noises ,, mainly whirl

• he may try to return the compliments ,, though he’ll end up tripping over his words and end up more flustered if you say something about it

• primus help this man ,, hes just ,, stuck dealing with these flirty lines and little compliments whenever you decide to just drop them outta nowhere ,, swerve swears that one day he’ll combust if he has to see this sappy romance continue on for any longer !

swerve ::

• he might brush it off as a joke ,, or a dare if anything ,, because why of all people would you flirt with him ? swerve ? the annoyingly loud mech who doesnt shut up ?

• of course you’d have to reassure him that it isnt a dare ,, or just you trying to get something out of him ,, but that you generally like him

• he’ll malfunction right then and there and then ratchet will have to deal with another bot ,, poor ratchet 😞

• he may try to return any compliment with a horrible pick up line ,, but end up think you’re laughing at him and not the worst pick up line ever to be heard in the universe

megatron ::

• megs would be ,, confused but also flustered ,, because have you not seen him ? dont you know of the things he’s done ? hes megatron ! a feared bot throughout many parts of the universe ,, known to kill humans

• and yet here you are ,, sitting beside him as you read his poetry that you somehow persuaded him to show you with your little secret magic hypnosis ,, and now youre calling him cute

• he’d scoff ,, say that he wasnt cute in his mind ,, but not mutter a single word out loud

• he wouldnt know what to do ,, and instead just sit there in silence and listen to your attempts to flirt with the mech

rodimus ::

• he’d return it immediately ,, but with horrible compliments and pick up lines

• one time he said “ nice shoelace “ after you said he looked stunning with the new paint job after his recent mishap on another planet ,, and he keeps thinking back on it to this day ,, wondering why he said shoelace ,, like he even knows what a shoelace is 🙄

• ultra magnus would be so done with you two ,, because roddy would decide to start flirting with you during the meeting and despite you not returning any remarks or even acknowledging you even heard him ,, the mech continues

• even after megs passive aggressively told him to “ stop with the nonsense “ he only continued ,, only 10x worse this time

[dragon-queen21]

HIII MEE AGAINN i need to talk about baby giyuu because im a sucker for him and he NEEDS more agere content

this ones also kinda sad because, im sad, giyuus sad, we are all sad, yknow?

-hmmm i dont know im a sucker for the idea that he wouldnt know he particularly regresses until someone finds him like that and after taking care of him, the moment hes okay and big again they have to explain that no giyuu, your not just tired. your tired AND a age regressor. and that being SHOCKING for giyuu man, my boy has self loathing thoughts on a good day, imagine hin having to come to terms with his brain making hin act like a baby for a while is probably worse than finding out he was a hashira (haha manga moment)

- and in that case,, vent regressor ☹️

most of the time he wont be little until hes too foggy to do anything he needs to, and then that accompanied by the fact he thinks no one likes him, so now hes lonely and hes too little he thinks to be alone, ah, this is a recipe for a meltdown huh?

him on a mission with one other hashira or something on a time where he is too foggy, and he makes a big mistake and the other person there gets mad at him , and starts yelling at him saying that that mistake could have cost them their lives, not entirely in a bad way, the others just concerned for him because tomiokas not the kinda guy to make a big mistake like that. and giyuu is not in the right place to be scolded like that and just bursts into tears, like straight up wailing, covering his face, kicking his feet, and the other one there is confused, why is tomioka having a.. dare they say tantrum?

^i feel like after alls well and good, hes big again, hes apologized, he realizes just how important it is to take care of his little side.

- i feel like tengen would be a good cg for him, also would probably be the first to know giyuus a little. amazing hearing and all, could probably hear baby babbles from a couple miles away, and at first hes like oh i wonder who that is 🤔🤨 yknow in a suuppeeer gossipy way because, we all know he gossips come ON now, but when he makes his way to the water hashiras estate hes like oh! oh. and now hes confronted with A) go inside and take care of him or B) leave and never speak of this again.

spoiler alert, he picks A. i mean, assuming giyuus little here, it wouldnt be that hard, i mean, his wives are littles too its not like hes not expierenced, and giyuus not exactly too much to handle so..

OH MY GOD THIS WRAPPING AROUND TO THE FIRST POINT HERE WHATT “im a sucker for the idea that he wouldnt know he particularly regresses until someone finds him like that” IM JUST LIKE THWT no can you see i have like the same three ideas in my head

- anyhow i feel like giyuu would be a not only a smaller regressor but definitely a easy going kid. he does NOT have the energy to do anything else but sit and babble, maybe on a good day he’ll even play with some toys (tengen bought him) (tengens his main cg for a LONG time)

- i think he’d go to a few meetings, uh, not quite little but foggy, a indication he needs to be little. on those times he wont really, listen to the master, just nod his head with ecerything he says because he does not trust himself to talk right now, and will normally ask shinobu for everything important when hes big again.

it does not go well when kagaya (i think, the master) asks giyuu a question and giyuu is fighting demons to not only answer, but answer without slurring words. he thinks ge did pretty good, untill the other hashira are giving him strange looks, and tengen has a look of sheer “oh godohgodohgod” and hes big enough to know hes absolutely cooked

OKIEIM DONE IMDONEBYAYYYYY well oh no because this is so sad um!!!!!!!? sorry?!!! most times these asks go based off my mood sorry for making giyuu a angst fest!!!! byeeeeee

📷

I do know. Do you know how much of my angst writing comes because I’m once again depressed? Well let me tell you, it’s most of it. Y’all should see my ao3 haha. Agere angst is some of my favorite things to write about :3

You and me 🤝 projecting onto characters

~~~

~Giyu: “No no, I’m just tired. Nothing else. Maybe a bit dissociative.”

The pillar that found him: “no, no you’re definitely regressing”

~Giyu pushing himself to the very limit because he’s already a burden, acting like a child, not having control over the way his mind fogs and he wants to do nothing more than curl up in someone’s lap and cry. But Shinobu reminds him that everyone hates him, acting like a baby won’t help even if her words hurt more than anything and Tanjiro’s hurt, his baby brother who he failed to protect, and he fails everyone around him, and why can’t he just be a child when everything was okay and simple…

~at the very least he has to do something to manage the headspace. So he lets himself be small, but do nothing more than sit and wallow in the feeling. He doesn’t deserve to be comfortable.

~Tengen finding out he’s a regressor (why him? because dad Tengen obviously :3 ) and trying to buy the little comfort items like blankets and a pacifier

~Oh hey lol I wrote this part before reading more of what you wrote. XD Can you tell I have a one track mind for my favorite characters?

~Giyu just lets himself go with whatever is happening around him, not enough energy to put up a fight. The only thing that might happen is he would start crying if he got overwhelmed

~What that’s such a good plot reference. Giyu trying to hide his regression and being like “I’m doing a great job, no one suspects a thing.”

~Tengen meanwhile: Dying. Actually dying of not only second hand embarrassment but also of the urge to grab his boy and take him far away from the disaster that is no doubt about to play out before him

[convex-solos]

tell me felix just how fucked up scar and cub are in this au

Oh anon you are IN for a WILD RIDE here. I will mostly focus on their relationship with each other in order to highlight their key character traits.

I will start by mentioning that Convex’s relationship is full of nuance and is constantly evolving just like the characters themselves.

Some key elements to remember about the characters in order to understand their relationship is that Scar is characterized by a morbid need for attention and would do quite literally anything for the spotlight, while Cub is extremely prone to boredom and has to keep himself entertained in progressively more dangerous mind games and activities.

They both play 4D chess with each other. At the end of act I Scar’s crush for Cub completely escalates in a morbid attachment and downright obsession that will only get worse when Cub convinces Scar he is the only person he has left now.

Remember that Scar has just seen his face, the epitome of his beauty (which equals attention), tarnished forever, he has been humiliated by his defeat. Sure he could get plastic surgery to fix SOME of the damage, but it wouldnt be the same. His ego has been wounded too.

So Cub is there. He is the only person Scar talks to while he recovers and he makes sure to be the only “landmark” that Scar has left. So of course Scar’s obsession with Cub only gets stronger, but Scar knows this. He is aware that Cub is playing him but the thing is. He doesnt care AT ALL.

Cub is willing to give him a chance to be reborn, to forget about his failures and for once in his life take the stage for himself and do as his heart desires. He is enabling him, and that’s all that matters to Scar.

Cub is. Easily bored. He dropped out of med school after refusing to take the hippocratic oath and started a series of incredibly dubious medical practices that he managed to keep for himself, only to satisfy his own curiosity.

At some point he got bored so he decided to bring his attention to the human mind. That’s where Scar comes in. In the story Cub and Scar meet by chance in the middle of the night, they then exchange a few words about the clear luminous night sky above them.

That’s it. That’s all that happened… if it wasn’t for the fact that Cub had visible blood stains on his clothes and Scar didn’t even bat an eye. That intrigues Cub, so when Scar advertises that he’s looking for a roommate, Cub immediately takes his chance. Scar becomes his long term “project” and everything culminates to the end of the first act where Cub offers Scar the chance to work by his side. Perfect, right?

But their relationship is… extremely complicated to say the least. Cub doesn’t do “love”. He doesn’t feel that kind of attraction. Scar’s feelings aren’t love either, they’re more akin to obsession. Scar is extremely unpredictable and that drives Cub insane, but he has to admit he enjoys a challenge and Scar himself doesn’t mind at all how scarily controlling Cub is. He likes the attention :)

Cub promises Scar he will kill Grian when the time is right. You can imagine how ecstatic Scar is, he wants to destroy everything related to his “old life” in order to truly enjoy his new and better life.

When Grian takes Cub’s eye out at the end of the second act Cub’s priorities change. Now he wants to be the one to kill Grian for the sole reason she dared to actually impair him. LOL. Notice the parallels?

Things get worse when they get locked up in prison. Scar is always on edge and is extremely violent. He gets thrown into solitary confinement a couple of times. This is the point in the story where Scar realizes just how empty he is and is just a husk of his old self. He is TERRIFIED of being left alone with his thoughts.

Obsession can imply going through stages of deep hatred for the object of said obsession. So Scar does snap at Cub in this incredibly pressuring environment and it only gets worse when he learns Cub has no intention of letting him kill Grian. Cub doesn’t budge. Scar had the illusion of being finally free with Cub but it was just that. An illusion.

Scar’s mood swings from manic states to depressive episodes so he is extremely delicate to handle with, but Cub manages to keep him loyal to him, LOL! Because at the end of the day they truly only have each other. It’s too late to go back now.

Sometimes Scar scares Cub and they both know. Scar acts like he doesn’t know Cub’s tricks until he does. Their relationship is a constant push and pull, it’s a match made in hell and I wouldn’t have it any other way. <3