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[endlessthxxghts]

Tell Me More

no outbreak!neighbor!Joel Miller x afab!reader || W/C: ≈4.4k

Summary: Your house is finally empty for the first time in a long time, so you decide to get back in the groove of your witchy practices. Joel stumbles in during your meditation session, and he's intrigued to know more.

Warnings: Religious (Christianity/Catholicism) undertones/religious trauma - brief mention, but does affect reader. Talk of crystals, talk of Tarot cards. Mental health talk, my babies: depression mentions, allusions to wanting to give up in life. EXPLICIT/MATURE CONTENT, 18+ MDNI. Dom/sub dynamics - talks of being collared...getting collared (stfu I’m sobbing)🥲!! These knuckleheads are legit IN LOVE. Age gap. Established relationship. P in V sex. Use of daddy. Allusions to other sexual activity. Please let me know if I missed anything!

A/N: I'm gonna preface this with the fact that this is entirely something I wrote because I was needing comfort. I do witchcraft. I love crystals, I do tarot readings, and all that jazz. Within the last year, I haven’t done much because I’ve been in a living situation in which I have to hide who I truly am. A few nights ago, I got to spend a few hours with someone who partakes in these practices, and I’ve never felt more alive in those two hours than I have in the last year. And I’ve been craving to feel that way again, but again, my living situation prevents me to do so. So, here I am, healing a part of myself through my writing. Even if you guys are unfamiliar in the whole aspect of witchcraft, I hope you guys can enjoy this from the aspect of finding a person who finally accepts you for all that you are. If this isn’t your cup of tea, no hate! Please just scroll away. All my love. Xoxo💚

ONESHOT COLLECTION || MAIN MASTERLIST

Part of What You Need universe! CAN BE READ AS STAND-ALONE!

You told Joel a few hours ago that when he got off work to just let himself inside because you weren’t sure if you’d be having a nap or not. He knew the garage code and knew where the spare key was, anyway. 

So when he was greeted to an empty home at the end of his work day, he didn’t think anything of it. That is, until he entered your room and saw you, legs criss-crossed in the center of your bed, eyes closed, with rocks and playing cards scattered all around your bed, enveloping you in a makeshift circle. 

“Uh, baby?” immediately leaves his mouth as he stares, absolutely confused at the situation before him. 

Your eyes shoot open, not expecting to be in the presence of another human being right now, and a little squeak escapes you. “Oh! Baby! Almost gave me a heart attack,” you say with a light giggle. 

“What are you-” he gestures towards your bed as he walks closer to you, leaning over your bed to give you a chaste kiss, “-up to, darlin’?”

You’re absolutely radiating sunshine right now, and even though his confusion is still getting the best of him, he can’t help but feel giddy in your presence. “Oh, well,” you smile up at him, a hint of shyness in your voice, “I thought I’d take advantage of my family being out on their little vacation, so I wanted to take some time to meditate.” 

“Oh, okay,” he offers you a smile back, one like he understands exactly what you’re talking about even though the sentiment doesn’t reach his eyes. Usually you’d be shying away and scrambling to put your stuff away. But this is Joel you’re talking about here, and he just looks utterly confused. 

You raise your eyebrows slightly, prompting him to ask his question you know he’s dying to ask.

“And this meditatin’,” he says a little hesitantly, “you do it with, um.. with rocks?” 

Your hand flies to your mouth, a slapping sound echoing in the room, in an attempt to stifle your disbelief at his words. “Rocks?” you say perplexed. 

His cheeks heat up at your passionate reaction. “I-”

You scooch your bum over, gather everything on your bed and make some room over for Joel. You pat the space next to you, signaling for him to come over. He sits next to you, tucking one leg under him as the other hangs off the bed. 

You take his hand and hold it palm up, sliding one of the clusters in his palm. “These, my honey, are crystals,” you pause to think for a second. “Well, okay, yes, they’re rocks, BUT-”

His cheekbones raise in amusement. You’re caressing the crystal in his palm, eyes fixated on it as you speak. You think he’s looking at the crystal, but really he’s watching and loving just how passionate you are about this.

You continue on for a good fifteen minutes or so about what crystals are, what meanings they have, and you also mention what powerful properties they carry—whatever that means, he thinks to himself. In all his years of life, he has never heard of anything like this, nor would he ever get into something like this. 

“So, this ro-” you physically cringe at the word. He corrects himself. “This crystal,” he says, “it makes you sleepy?” 

He’s trying. And it makes you want to swallow him whole and never let him go. You think for a second, pondering the implications behind the crystals properties of the Amethyst crystal sitting in his palm. Inner peace. Rest. Relaxation. You smile to yourself at how Joel processes the information. Looking up into his eyes for the first time since your little tangent, “Yeah, baby, you’re getting it,” you say with a gentleness in your voice, the brightest of smiles on your face. 

Since he’s been with you, he has never seen you interact with any of this stuff before. It must be something you do on the down low, or something you rarely have a chance to indulge in. Whatever the case may be, the genuine light and happiness radiating off of you is addicting, and if it’s because of these things, he’ll gladly learn everything there is to know. 

He gently places the Amethyst down beside you, and picks up a light blue one, tower shaped. “This one magic, too?” 

Your eyes positively brighten, more than they are now. His heart beats stronger at the sight. You tell him the crystal he’s holding is called Celestite, and it helps with inner peace and is supposed to help guide you to a more divine consciousness when you meditate. He smiles with you, offering the occasional nod and grunt to signify he’s listening to you even though everything coming out of your mouth sounds like a foreign language to him. 

After the fifth round of him picking a crystal for you to explain, he opts for the cards sprawled all over your bed. “This… magic involves… card games?” He grimaces as the words leave his mouth, silently cursing himself for the insensitivity of his vocabulary. You stifle a laugh, knowing he didn’t mean it that way though, which is why you can’t help but pull him into a sweet kiss before you go on and explain. 

“What was that for?” He asks, cheeks reddened slightly. 

“Nothing, baby, I just love you.”

He presses another kiss to your forehead. “I love you, sweet girl. Now, tell me more about these not playing cards, please.”

Your cheeks hurt from all the smiles he’s been pulling from you. “Mhmm, so these are called tarot cards, my love.”

The next hour is spent with you explaining the cards, what they do, and what kind of things people use them for. Joel seems confused, weirded out, and impressed all in one. 

“Ain’t no way this lil thing answers my life questions,” he deadpans. 

“Okay, no it doesn’t give definite answers- these aren’t fortune tellers,” you say. He sees the gears turning in your head, trying to find a better way to explain to him. “They give advice or feedback…” you start. “They give guidance for the situation your current self is in. They aren’t meant to be taken like law or religion, but more so like if your friend was a therapist. They can give you advice, but not too much without crossing the patient-therapist threshold. Just tiny nudges in a potentially better direction.” 

Now it’s your turn to see the gears turning in his head. His smile slowly spreads the moment it actually clicks for him. “Oh, wait, that actually is makin’ sense to me,” he says a little more excited than usual. He places kisses on your forehead, cheek, and lips, trying to place his excitement somewhere. You laugh in his embrace. You’re beyond excited that the most important person in your life is open to something so unconventional, so taboo. 

For years, you’ve had to hide this little part of you for fear of your family shunning you. They’d kick you out without a second thought if they found out about this. They would be unwilling to hear your explanations and would deduce your actions down to the work of the Devil. 

They wouldn’t care that immersing yourself in the craft—whether this stuff is actually real or not—is what saved your life, time and time again. They wouldn’t care that when you had the worst depression episode, it was meditating, learning the meanings of different crystals, and connecting with the Earth and the divine that taught you the meaning of life again. None of them would ever be willing enough to even try to understand. 

“Thank you,” you say in a mere whisper, eyes glossing over slightly. 

He sees your eyes. His hand snakes up to your jaw, bringing your face closer to his, noses ghosting against one another. “For what, darlin’?” 

“For trying to understand. For acting like you want to.” Your eyes falter from his. His thumb caresses your cheekbone, trying to spark your attention back up to his gaze. It does. 

“No, baby. I want to. No actin’ here.” His lips meet yours, warming you from the inside out.

“You swear?” you ask him as he pulls away. 

His eyebrow quirks up at your antics. Your bottom lip juts out in a pout. “Swear?” you repeat. 

“On my life,” he says. 

You place one more kiss to his lips before you’re pulling away and sliding off the bed. “Come, I’ll cook. You haven’t eaten since this afternoon, huh?” 

“Guilty,” he tells you, face warm at how well you know him. “Mhmm. Do you mind just putting the cards back in that box over there for me real quick?” 

“Of course, darlin’.” 

“Thank you, baby,” and with that, you’re out in the kitchen, whipping up a small meal for the both of you.  

As he grabs all the cards, putting them in a stack before he slides them in the box, a singular card jumps out of his hands. He remembers what you said earlier. 

The way that I like to do it is by shuffling the deck and letting the card itself jump out at you! There are many ways to do it, but I don’t know. I like the pure chance of doing it that way.

He picks up the card, softly speaking to it. “Jumpin’ out for me?” He has to pull the card to and from his eyes a few times before his vision becomes clear. Love, the card reads. He smiles to himself, his heart giving him all the explanation he needs for the meaning of it. He places the card into his flannel pocket to show you after you dinner.  

With both your tummies satiated, you begin to gather the dishes when Joel throws you a stern look. Whether you two are actively in your dynamic or not, you know not to test that look. You settle back down in your seat, hands held up defensively with the smallest of airy giggles. 

“Ya know better than that, darlin’, especially if you cooked.”

“I know, I know,” you say to him apologetically. “I’ll take care of it,” he breathes, “but first,” he stands up, leaning over your shoulder so you both can look at the card from a good angle when he pulls it out. “Remember what you were sayin’ earlier ‘bout your cards jumpin’ out at ya and whatnot?” 

“Yeeaahh,” you drag out, turning your head and looking up at him curiously. 

“Well,” he reaches for the card tucked safely in his pocket. “As I was puttin’ them back in the box, this one just came out at me.” He sets it down softly in front of you. 

“Oh?” You’re eager to see which card. Love, your eyes read. Your heart beats five times stronger, and your smile grows ten times cheesier. 

“Does it mean anythin’?” He asks. “For our..current situation?” He has a silliness in his voice, but you can tell he’s genuinely curious. 

“It means…” you start, your eyes slowly leading back to meet his own. You stare into his eyes for a moment, soaking in the warmth, the safety, the love that he always gives you so willingly. A moment extra passes, and you’re still in a trance. He sees your stare fade from adoration into something more deep, needy. His stare changes, too. The pretty brown of his eyes nearly erased with arousal in your sudden change of energy. He quirks his eyebrow, reminding you to speak.

“It means.. Daddy needs to take me to bed,” you say, voice soft and shaky with arousal. 

“Is that right?” he asks, his deep voice vibrating you from the outside in.

His mere tone has you slipping already, your voice automatically pushing out a reply, knowing he requires a response after every question. “Y-yes,” you say. 

He leans in to give you a slow, heated kiss, his hand finding its way to your jaw. He pulls away, much too soon to your liking, but you don’t protest. “Bed. Now,” he says, standing himself to full height. “Yes, sir,” you say as you shoot up from your seat, making a bee line to your bedroom. “And in position,” he yells to you. 

You don’t respond to him then, but that’s okay. He knows his sweet girl heard him; he knows how good of a listener you are. Which is why he refrains from his original idea of teasing you—of clearing the dining table and washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen—before he gives you what you need. 

Instead, he only clears the dining table, saving everything else for later and coming to you. He finds you, completely stripped of your clothes, centered at the middle of your bed, sitting on your haunches, palms face up on your thighs, eyes casted downward. Eager yet patient. Aching with need yet satiated knowing that you will be taken care of. His sweet girl. So good.

His shirt is the first to go, left somewhere at the doorway of your room. He’ll grab it later. For now, even though no one else is in this house, he shuts your door, wanting both of you to be completely consumed with one another and nothing else. He pulls the rest of his clothes off as he makes his way to the edge of your bed, leaning over. Your eyes are still downcast until his fingers are on your chin, bringing your attention to him. 

He can’t help but melt into a puddle with the way you’re looking at him. It’s almost as if he created the entire Universe for you. “Mi alma (my soul),” he says. “You’re always so good for me. Always.” He brings your lips together in a soft embrace. You chase his touch as best as his grip allows you to when he pulls away. 

Even softer than the kiss, he asks “How do you want me?”

“Doesn’t matter,” you respond, “I just need to feel you. Every single part of you, Daddy, I-”

He cuts your babbling off with a kiss, and this time, he doesn’t break it as he pushes you to lay on your back. He doesn’t break it as he lines himself up with you. He doesn’t break it as your legs go to wrap around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer. He foregos all forms of prep or foreplay, knowing you need him just as desperately as he needs you. 

The rest of your guys’ night is filled with exactly this. Feeling—and filling—each other in the deepest ways possible. He makes you cum on his cock several times before he fills you to the brim with his spend, kissing and licking into your mouth, all over your neck, and any other areas he can reach without straying too far from your face. He sees his entire existence in your eyes; he needs to be there as he gives himself to you. 

Reluctantly, he pulls away, lowering himself down your body and settling into the space between your thighs. He marvels at what a pretty mess both of you made, your shine all over as his cum begins to leak its way out of you. He leans forward, flat tongue licking up a slow, wet path across your entire sex. He stays there for hours, pulling climax and climax out of you, his belly feeling full at how much he’s taken from you. 

Even as you reach the territory of overstimulation, you don’t care. You want more. You need more. 

Joel makes his way back up to you, missing the feel of your mouth on his. As he looks up though, he sees tears pooling in your eyes. His hands immediately go to your face, thumbs catching the runaway tear. “Talk to me, baby,” his voice quivers, his feelings heightened at the emotional intensity of the last several hours. 

“I-” you choke back a sob. “Please don’t ever leave me, baby. I don’t think-” you take a shaky breath, more tears escaping your eyes. “I can’t live without you, baby, I need you, I love you, please don’t ever leave-”

His lips are back on yours, soft and all-consuming, stealing your anxieties and stowing them far away where they will never poison your mind ever again. 

“Never,” he says. “I’m yours, my sweet girl. Always. I’m not goin’ anywhere that’s not with you. I love you more than anythin’ in this fuckin’ world. You’re never gettin’ rid of me, ya hear, mi flor? (my flower),” he says as he gives your head a small shake, making sure his words are etching themselves into every groove of your brain so you never forget it. 

It’s been a week since that night you and Joel had your house to yourselves, and he still can’t shake the burst of insecurity that infiltrated your mind. Which is why he finds himself at a local (witch)craft store—way out of his depth but still set on finding the perfect thing to seal his love for you. 

You two have discussed the concept of a collar before, and you showed a genuine interest. It was a tangible reminder of who you belonged to, and it definitely made your heart skip a beat. However, you weren’t so attuned to the idea of the actual image of a traditional collar, and neither was Joel. The conversation was cut short because you got pulled into another task that had to be taken care of, and the topic was never brought about again. But Joel thinks about it more often than you think. 

In some dynamics, collars are accessories that a Dominant and submissive work their way up to. In a way, the collar symbolized a promise. It symbolized forever. For some, it was their wedding ring equivalent. That was what intrigued Joel so much. So, after last week, the idea has been eating away at him. 

And that’s when he saw it. A beautiful necklace, the chain, a mix of green crystals—your favorite color—all various shades, with a beautiful, metal pendant sitting at the heart of the necklace. It was a short chain, slightly longer than how a collar would wrap around your neck, but still mimicked the effect of one. You talk often about how much you love the moon and that night you talked about the amazing energy the moon provides. The pendant was a moon with a star hanging from the top of the moon’s crescent figure. It was perfect. It was you. 

He finds the worker and goes through the motions of purchasing the necklace for you. Of course, Joel wanted a tangible thing to symbolize his promise to you, and that’s when another idea struck him. He turned back around into the store. 

“Excuse me, ma’am,” he says. “Ya wouldn’t happen to have any rings, would ya? Preferably one with a moon?”

The lady gives a knowing smile. “Right this way,” she says. She may not understand the dynamic between the two of you, but she definitely can recognize a lovestruck man when she sees one. 

He calls you on his way home from the store. 

“Hi, mi luna (my moon),” he says. “What are you up to right now?”

“Hi, baby,” you respond giddily, his mere presence, whether on the phone or in person, always makes your mood one hundred times better. Hearing his little nickname for you though throws you off guard, forcing you to ignore his question. “Luna?”

He smiles. “It means moon.”

“No, yeah, I know that, baby,” you softly chuckle, “I meant, what inspired it?”

“No reason,” he says nonchalantly. “Was that okay though?”

“I like anything that comes outta your mouth, baby,” your voice laced with a filth he knows all too well. 

He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his cock from stirring. “Darlin’,” he says, voice strained. 

You stifle a laugh, knowing how easy it is to get him going. “Hmmmm?”

“You better choose your next words very wisely, girl.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you offer quickly as you fill his ears with your addicting laughter, “I’m done, I promise.”

He grumbles something incoherent, ever your handsome grump, then reminds you about his question. 

“Oh, right, sorry! I just got done cooking lunch for everyone. I’m in my room now, though.”

“Can you come over for a bit?”

“Always. You home now?” 

“Just parkin’, baby.”

“On my way, Sir,” you say, holding in another little giggle. 

“Fuckin’ trouble,” you hear him say before he ends the call. 

You meet him as he gets out his car, him pulling you in for a bruising kiss that immediately has your core pulsing. “Well, hello to you too, cowboy,” you smirk as he pulls away. He smacks your ass as he turns you around and starts guiding you inside, one hand on your hip, the other holding the bag with your new necklace inside. 

Not wanting him to let go of you, you spin in his arm and reach for his keys, turning back to unlock his front door. 

“So,” he starts as you break away from him, making your way to his couch. He immediately goes to the kitchen to grab you a glass of water, placing it in your hands rather than the table because he knows you probably haven’t had a moment to hydrate yourself, having just finished taking care of your family as he called you. 

You drink half the glass gratefully, bringing the rest to his mouth as he sits next to you, knowing he probably hasn’t hydrated himself either. He finishes it then sets the glass down on the coffee table. 

“I got you somethin’.” He tries to sound mysterious, but really he’s sounding like an excited schoolboy ready to share his treasure with the class. 

“Oh yeah?” you say. “May I ask why? It wasn’t expensive, right?” You soften at your last question.

He knows you get a little apprehensive at the idea of money being spent on you. But he abides by your wishes too much to his liking, so this, he allows himself. “The number don’t matter, baby. Close your eyes and turn around.” 

“Sir, yes, sir,” you mutter under your breath, adjusting yourself to be between his legs, his one stretched across the couch as the other hangs off the side. 

Once you settle in front of him, he leans over to grab the bag from the table and pull the necklace out. “Eyes closed, baby?”

“Mhm.”

“You remember a while back our conversation on collars?”

“Yes?” you say, a questioning inflection present. 

 “Well…” Joel trails off. Right as you jump to speak at his weird behavior, you feel cold metal grace the skin of your neck. You gasp at the sudden change in temperature, fighting for your life to keep your eyes closed until he tells you to do otherwise. 

“I know neither of us wanted the traditional look. Something more sly has always been our style, huh? I hope I chose okay,” he says softly.

“I’m gonna cry, can I please open my eyes now?”

“Yeah, bab- no, actually, wait,” he says, pulling you to stand up, his hands on your hips, guiding you to the mirror in his en suite bathroom. “Okay, yeah. Open.”

The second your eyes open and land onto the ethereal necklace resting on your chest, you can’t help the flood that falls from your eyes. “Joel,” you breathe out. “Baby, oh my god.”

“Is it alright?”

You turn in his arms, your eyes now directly on his instead of through your reflection. “Baby, really? Is it alright? This is the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on,” your voice cracking through each word. 

His cheeks are a little blushed, slightly bashful at your praise. “I just- I wasn’t sure what to choose or what crystal had what magic, but what really sold me was the moon,” he says as his hand comes up to caress the pendant. 

You respond to him by pulling him in for a kiss. One in which you hope tells him everything he needs to know about how grateful and how truly, deeply in love with him you are. His arms snake around your waist, pulling you flush against his body as he kisses into you, replicating the same feeling back to you. You begin to smile through the kiss as something else clicks for you. You pull away from him. 

“Is this why you called me luna earlier?”

“You don’t like it?”

“No, baby, I actually really love it,” you smile up at him, butterflies erupting in his belly at the sight. “Coming from only you though.” His hand snakes up to grab your jaw, pulling you into his mouth as he whispers mi luna before crashing himself onto you for another kiss. 

You pull away from him, breathless, and turn to face the mirror again. You’re too entranced by the beautiful jewelry to keep your eyes off of it for too long. His hands snake around your waist, and it’s then that you notice it. 

You freeze. You grab his left hand, an antique looking moon, identical to the one on your neck, wrapped around his ring finger, staring back at you. Your eyes flick back up to your guys’ reflection, meeting his eyes. “Was waitin’ for you to notice,” he says. 

If you thought you were sobbing before, then you’re an absolute wailing mess now, hiccuping like a little child who is yet to learn how to control their emotions. “I love you so fucking much,” you say as best as you can in between each hiccupped breath you take.

He turns you back to face him, cupping your face with both hands, peppering your face with kisses everywhere he can manage. Soft I love you’s leave his mouth in a chant, praying to his one and only Goddess. 

He lets you cry it out, he knows you need to. As soon as you're less of a blubbering mess, he’ll remind you that he is forever yours until you choose otherwise. He’ll remind you that although he takes charge ninety-nine percent of the time, it’s because you let him. 

He’ll remind you just how much he’s irrevocably in love with you, verbally, physically, and every other way he can. From now until forever. 

End Note: Thank you all so much for reading! Likes, comments, reblogs, etc. — all your support means the absolute world to me. I wouldn’t be able to do this without all of you. Thank you so so so much. There are genuinely not enough words to express my gratitude. As always feedback (at a technical sense) is also super super helpful whether it is constructive or positive! Anything helps me to be the best writer that I can be. All my love! Xo

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[dazyskiie-luv]

Overblot mc/yuu but...????

TW — mention of vomiting, fighting Crowley and winning (sorry Crowley lovers), past death. I like thinking a lot tbh

not necessarily angst but it is in here! Same with fluff...this was really just me rambling.

* EDIT: WHY DID IT TAKE HOURS UNTIL I FINALLY GOT TOLD I WAS WRITING OVERBLOT WRONG.

I think about MC overbloting a lot and I also think about adding it into my own books because of how??? good??? the idea???? is???????

I genuinely imagine that even from the start MC was in danger of overbloting themself, with the stress and despair of finding out they aren't in THEIR world, away from their (family and/or friends) with possibly NO WAY BACK EVER because of some egocentric crow refusing to do more than he wants to???????

They would obviously be hella upset, stressed, depressed, anxious, etc because they know NOTHING of this world and is practically a BABY among people who lived here THEIR WHOLE LIFE.

So as more overblots happen, the more their OWN overblot is brewing. Bubbling, waiting to enter the game. Especially with the magic always getting slashed onto them. I think the only reason why they HAVEN'T overbloted just yet is because of grim

a more personal headcanon; Grim's fire, when you have a close bond with him, sorta starts erasing your blot and fueling HIS flames, making it more powerful. Essentially, think of when you're close friends with someone... you'll find it easier to fight for them right?? like you have more power to do that??? that's what its like

Now think of when MC is just TOO deep in their mind, TOO deep into their emotions and its the ONE TIME grim isn't there to help. They go to throw up blot and after panicking for a bit they just accept it. They accept that "I'm gonna overblot and probably die" because they're just too tired to worry abt themself

They don't tell anyone and since the overblot is already taking over the entire inside of their body, grims flames can't really???? get it all???? It'll always be there and it'll continue to grow and slowly grim notices that when he's feeling more powerful than ever while MC is showing obvious signs of getting ready to overblot

Grim choosing not to say anything to other people would be like... i guess out of character but at the same time i think In character????? He knows how tired MC is with dealing with everyone and honestly he's tired of it too so YASSS SLAY HENCH-BESTIEEE!!!!!

Sooner or later the others would notice too and it would be a little late to help MC since the overblot is already seeping out of their skin like they're crying. and honestly? their body IS crying. it's crying blot. And even as everyone is screaming and panicking about MC, they're just... sitting there.

Like they're annoyed everyone is making a big deal out of it considering no one cared before, and they're just like "stfu we're in class" and then focus on the teacher going "u can continue im sorry abt that."

And everyone is just??? confused?? because why aren't they going haywire or like.....???? idk..... crying in pain....????? what...........

MC just chilling the entire day while overbloting, even their overblot monster just floating behind them in peace and waving at times when people look for too long while everyone else is wary and giving them (+ grim who's always in MC's hold) a bunch of space while the teachers and dormleaders have their pens/wands/wtvr thr fuck at command just incase

but then everyone just realizes that??? MC isn't gonna???? do anything?????? and it kinda irritates them because why aren't you doing shit its freaking them out.

And lets say,,, ortho... as discreetly as he can... scans you. And it shows that you're perfectly fine??? like you aren't dying or in pain. It even shows the Blot monster being alright too like its just a guy standing there.

And now the confusion is up to 100 because WHAT????

MC and the Blot [+ Grim] just doing their everyday assignments and eating in the cafeteria with their friends being visibly tense and MC just raises an eyebrow like "whats wrong with yall tf" before continuing to absolutely DEMOLISH a burger they got for free. FREE!!! best day ever fr they'll tell you that much

I feel like the Blot would get sorta aggressive/protective when it comes to people who has like hurt MC to the point they had to take a nurse visit (half of the school but its alr we gang fr) but when it comes to crowley....??? They'll see the FULL POWER of a magicless blot monster which is actually more terrifying than the others.

The blot going hulk on crowley is so funny to imagine for me cause he'd just be running away and suddenly gets smashed into a pillar from a literal stomp. just one. and it was relatively weak compared to the Blot AND MC picking up and swinging that SAME PILLAR to smash it into crowley.

All that anger and other negative emotion finally coming out the SECOND they even so as HEAR that crows heartbeat nearby. It gave everyone whiplash but then again they also all collectively thought that he deserved it considering he hasn't truly done anything to HELP the students but just to HELP the schools reputation.

I'm half certain a student died there and he just covered it up and they turned into a ghost that haunts places. (i mean... look at the three ghosts in Ramshackle. they used to be students there I'm pretty sure????? i forgot.)

As MC is beating the DOG SHIT out of crowley the Blot is just cleaning everything up slowly because they realized that they dirted up the place :( and when MC is done they help too as the teachers all circle around a throughly beaten and bruised Crowley who has blood seeping out of his mouth while being half awake.

Of course they help him don't die because they honestly don't want the one helpful person to go to the equivalent of jail in twisted wonderland for committing murder and ykw thats so real.

I feel like as Mc stays in this overblot form everyone thats close-ish to them gets memories of things that's happened to them in the past like how MC did. But it's worse. I want an mc thats traumatized im sorry and i want it to be worse than what half of these guys went through.

I need them to feel guilty even more. Like. "Oh my god I really said that when— holy shit" FEEL BAD!!!!! Grim would already know their past because I know I would be cuddling into Grim's stomach and crying about everything.

When Mc finally stops "Overbloting", the Blot would still be there but as its own person :D How does this work????? it works bc I said it does.

The Blot™ would help MC a lot and vice versa, basically acting like parents now with how worried they get over everyone and the other. Grim is eating the attention up though as both Mc and The Blot cuddle as therapy (and bc they wanna)

Everyone (especially idia) would need time to like... get used to that because there's "NO FUCKING RECORD OF AN OVERBLOT BECOMING ITS OWN PERSON AND BEING....NICE?????"(shrouds words not mine ong) and when they do get used to it its like everyone is genuinely happier because! gasp! they are!!!

kick the crow out the seat. Both the Blot and Mc are the new headmaster contrary to the students voting them when Crowley got demoted from it.

I also feel like....??? Instead of MC goinf back home cause they realize just how BAD it was back home, they choose to have a bridge between both realities so that its their (friends and/or families) choice on if they want to be with them in twisted wonderland or not.

MC & Blot beating the shit outta Crowley as everyone watches (and cheers)

[mcrcki]

back at it again with a massive combination plotting / starter call !!! very excited to throw characters into this fantasy medieval nightmare time we created. i just love this vibe so much and i can't wait to see how everyone interprets things and makes their own spin on things -- anyways before i keep rambling , quick housekeeping for my call + threads ; please like for plotting, and reply for starters. each character will be capped at FOUR THREADS, and THREE PER WRITER. i may adjust this depending on out of fandom requests and plotted starters. if you do not plot with me and just request, i'll dm you just for quick ideas. you gotta specify who you want starters from or i'm deadass ignoring you xoxo. ** please know that i am taking this opportunity to clear out a ton of threads throughout the week. so i'll be dropping things as time goes on and then when the event starts, i'll be dropping anything left over and starting fresh for post event! (lowkey going on my honeymoon right when this ends so i wont be around for post event stuff until after anyways, hence the big cleanout) but because i ramble, we're gonna stfu now and finally get to character plots !!

alani desilijic tiure | star wars - 1 / 4

she/they pronouns - alani believes dc has always been in this time period since she arrived here, and they work for their father still as a mercenary and helping to slowly infiltrate into higher society. higher risk, higher reward! ➳ potential plots ; clients, nobles she tricks, people she can employ

starters ; jester lavorre ( cassie )

charlie morningstar | hazbin hotel - 3 / 4

she/her pronouns - charlie also believes dc has always been like this since she got into the city from hell, and has fallen in line as whatever role the city deemed her to fill, which was a visiting princess from a neighboring kingdom. she's brought her court with her, as she's traveled here with her father. ➳ potential plots ; members of her court, friends within the castle, people she can help, someone to take her out into the world

starters : angel dust ( sunny ) , sir pentious ( britt ) , vaggie ( risa )

daniela dimitrescu | resident evil : village - 2 / 4

they/she pronouns - a harlot, deadass. she knows dc hasn't always been like this, and they think it's weird as hell, but they aren't going to question it too much. they're kinda having fun being a harlot and luring manthings to their death because ya know, a girl's gotta eat. ➳ potential plots ; people she can lure to eat, people they can menace, if you wanna be a harlot they can help ig

starters : evelyn serpeni ( anna ) , heidi volturi ( swan )

danika fendyr | crescent city - 3 / 4

she/they pronouns - knows dc is different, girl had a fucking gun like three hours ago and was on the phone texting bryce stupid ass memes, and now?? what?? the plague is an actual real problem and not just a joke they can say when they're too hung over? has found some work taking up bounties/monster hunting to keep supernaturals in line while they sort this out ➳ potential plots ; other people who know this isn't right, supernaturals she can track down, people with bounties, a drinking buddy

starters : jennifer check ( anna ) , zhao yunlan ( ollie ), baxian argos ( kasey )

elain archeron-vanserra | a court of thorns and roses - 2 / 4

she/her pronouns - elain is aware that something changed washington, but honestly, she's not really complaining. this is at least slightly closer to her normal life than modern dc was and she's alright with that. she's the sister of a noble lady, so she has just fallen into that world alongside her family. happy to still be doing her gardening and baking her spare time, but is definitely trying to help in some political capacity where she can. ➳ potential plots ; other nobles, friends within the court, anyone who knows anything about being a seer (pls girl is struggling with that)

starters ; satine kryze ( alex ), didyme volturi ( mario )

juliette monrose benoit | the vampire diaries - 0 / 4

she/her pronouns - juliette has no idea washington has ever been different, when she arrived here nearly a year ago, it's always been this time period.. hasn't it? she's an innkeeper, and is just happy to offer a helping hand if anyone needs it. ➳ potential plots ; patrons of the inn, maybe a tax collector she owes money to, someone to help her with her son during the day

kaya dura | star wars - 2 / 4

they/she pronouns - a knight. did we expect any fucking less? girl got dropped here from space and immediately traded lightsabers for swords. they have no idea that dc has been modern before, and is just assuming this is how it's always been. they're happy though, they have no problem just falling in line with the castle guards and protecting people ➳ potential plots ; other members of the guard, a noble they're assigned to protect, some protestor/criminal they can arrest, people they have arrested

starters : kaul hilo ( ollie ) , astrid hofferson ( cassie )

leia organa | star wars - 3 / 4

she/her pronouns - queen organa at your service. keeping life simple and having the presidency just shift to the royal family. leia does not things are different, she very much remembers modern dc, and would like to know how the magic there was able to accomplish this. but she grew up as royalty, this isn't a hard position for her to fill. if anything, it feels more natural than president. ➳ potential plots ; members of the court, other advisors, anyone else who knows something is wrong, citizens she can help, a failed assassination attempt (i don't want her dying i just like drama)

starters ; sheev/ahsoka ( kasey ) , xenia solo ( dee ) , han solo ( mario )

marley bishop | the vampire diaries - 4 / 4

she/they pronouns - local bog witch coming at you. marley is very much aware that things are not right, and thinks it's total bullshit. she just got used to modern dc and cellphones and now you're throwing her into fucking medieval times? she is taunting people to try and burn her at the stake because it's funny and this has to be some fucked up trip, right? ➳ potential plots ; others who think this is a fucked up trip or something, someone they actually convince they're some evil witch, someone who tries to get them to help them with magic, general menaces to society

starters ; dani bishop ( risa ) , mason bishop ( moon ) , quigley quagmire ( cap ) , flora bishop ( mario )

morrigan | a court of thorns and roses - 0 / 4

she/her pronouns - mor is completely unaware, both of her life back home in prythian, and of modern dc. she believes she's always lived here, a visiting lady of another nobles court, living within the castles court for years, rising in status with her ability to determine who is telling the truth and who is lying about their rumors and other gossip surrounding the court. ➳ potential plots ; people she's exposed, friends within the court, friends outside of royalty, someone to help her get her memories of home back, someone who hires her to spy for information

omega | star wars : the bad batch - 3 / 4

she/they pronouns - omega is also completely unaware of their life before dc, and they believe they've always been in this version of washington. they were an orphan here, until they were taken in by feyre, and has lived as a noble since. though, they still cling to some of those past tendencies, sneaking out and committing petty thievery, while occasionally taking on bounties under a different name ➳ potential plots ; their personal guard they escape from, someone who catches them stealing, bounties they've collected, friends within noble society that know about their other "hobbies"

starters : toph beifong ( sunny ), jorah mormont ( alex ) , mouse honrada ( moon )

rosemary winters | resident evil : village - 1 / 4

she/they pronouns - another one !! completely unaware !! rose still doesn't have their actual real life memories, and they also believe dc has always been like this. they're currently studying as an apprentice to an alchemist. has debated becoming a plague doctor but they don't think the outfits look comfortable enough ➳ potential plots ; the alchemist they're the apprentice of, someone to help them get their memories back, maybe other apprentices, friends

starters ; francis barton ( maria )

sella palpatine | star wars - 1 / 4

she/her pronouns - sella has no idea dc was ever different, and has lived in this world since waking up here. it was a strange adjustment at first, but honestly, she likes it enough to not complain. her father is a grand duke, and she follows whatever life he's lined up for her. while also still spending all the time she can be with a certain princess. ➳ potential plots ; friends in the court, her guard, artist friends they can paint with

starters ; serena van der woodsen ( dee )

sophie hatter | howl's moving castle - 2 / 4

she/they pronouns - sophie is aware that something is wrong, and dc has not always been like this, but doesn't know enough about portals and everything to figure out how.. still owns their flower/hat stand, and is happy to keep that for herself and their friends, while also bringing home whatever gossip people are spreading about their husbands castle in the woods. ➳ potential plots ; patrons of their stand/people to buy their hats, people who ask about the hidden castle in the woods, those who claim she's a witch, someone to help with morgan during the day, other employees of the stand

starters ; jesper fahey ( june ) , buttercup utonium ( maria )

sulpicia volturi | twilight - 3 / 4

she/her pronouns - add this to the list of things sulpicia does not like about this city. one moment it was modern, and the next? we're back in time to when she was a damn human? she's on edge, doing her best to hide in plain sight as a noble lady within the court here. ➳ potential plots ; someone who knows their vampire secret (good or bad), friends, the nobles she's in the court of, people they can drink from, perhaps an arranged marriage (she won't follow through with it she's already married but it might be funny)

starters ; phoenix volturi ( atlas ) , lucy westenra ( maria ) , chelsea volturi ( cap )

tatum riley | scream '96 - 4 / 4

she/her pronouns - tatum has no idea dc has been any different from this since waking up in the city, and she's doing her best to just make it through each day without making some comment about her home timeline that will label her as a witch. she's a tavern wench and like.. it's fine, she's fine, she just wishes corsets weren't so uncomfortable. ➳ potential plots ; patrons of the tavern, someone who over hears her talking about home and claims she's a witch, open to an arranged marriage situation

starters ; sanji ( alex ), lott jinrhu ( june ) , billy loomis ( britt ) , kol mikaelson ( moon )

vesta starkos | star wars - 1 / 4

she/they pronouns - vesta thinks dc has always been this way since she arrived, and is kinda loving it. it's so much easier to get people to be afraid of her little freak vibes in this time. she's mainly a thief, but also very much trying to convince people she's a witch just cause she thinks it'd be funny to try and get burned at the stake and then be able to escape :)) ➳ potential plots ; alright who's joining their cult? , people who are intrigued or put off from their awful vibes, someone who catches them stealing

starters ; astrid deetz ( cap )

victoria sutherland | twilight - 1 / 4

she/her pronouns - victoria showing up in dc, seeing the time period is exactly the same as when she was turned : i'm back in the fucking building!!! yeah, even though she's unaware, she also has no idea dc has been any different and man does she hate it. right now she's basically hiding in the woods, but if she can't find food from animals, she is debating just.. being a harlot to lure a meal to her ➳ potential plots ; whoever's getting her her memories back, someone she can drink from, a monster hunter who finds her in the woods

starters ; rosamund du prix ( cassie )

violet sorrengail | fourth wing - 1 / 4

she/her pronouns - violet is currently fully unaware, but once she wakes up here in this timeline of dc, her memories are going to smack right back into her. you can't exactly be a dragon rider and see a dragon and not immediately get vibe checked. she'll know dc is different, and is going to be spending her time trying to find her friends, and also attempt to teach people about dragons before they become ash.. will probably fall back into a scribe roll if she ever finds time for a job. ➳ potential plots ; someone she stops from getting fucking eaten by a dragon, other scribes, people who need help learning how to fight, just anyone confused and needing advice on creatures/procedures here in this time.

starters ; xaden riorson ( kasey )

[underworld-park-offical]

TOLKIEN: Zzzzzzzzrzrzrzrrzzzz

TOLKIEN: Zzazzazazezezezezezrzrzzrrzrrr

PHONE: ♪ I'M A BARBIE GIRL ♪

PHONE: ♪ IN THE BARBIE WORLD ♪

PHONE: ♪ LIFE IN PLASTIC ♪

PHONE: ♪ IT'S FANTASTIC ♪

TOLKIEN: Huhhheheehdbfd…

TOLKIEN: Huh

TOLKIEN: What

TOLKIEN: What the fuck?

TOLKIEN: Why is my phone going off?

TOLKIEN: Are the fucking queers calling me again?

TOLKIEN: Eeeeyup its them

TOLKIEN: What

GARY: Have you ever been beaten by a wet spaghetti noodle by your girlfriend cuz she has a twin sister and you got confused and fucked her dad, well that’s how it feels to drive a Ford F-250. That sounds really cool. But you know what else is cool? The new 2020 Ford F-150, winner of 10 J.D. power awards. Perfect for hauling big things and going long distances. But you want to go offroad? Try the new Raptor Edition, which cannot just go offroad, it is perfect for going extreme off-roading. You can go rock climbing or across a desert, really quickly. It is also good for the great American thing - BBQs! In fact, you can haul MORE than one oven! That's pretty cool, huh? So hurry, and buy the new 2020 Ford F-150, now for sale at your local Ford dealership. RED: Wgat RED: Stop RED: Stop speaking BEBE: Girl get the tape from the backseat RED: Already on it NICHOLE: Heyyyy Tolkien NICHOLE: Did I wake you?

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: No..

NICHOLE: Oh NICHOLE: That’s  NICHOLE: That's good

TOLKIEN: What's going on

NICHOLE: So uhm NICHOLE: Ahahaha NICHOLE: Funny story

TOLKIEN: Nichole what did you do??

TOLKIEN: Did you fuckin

TOLKIEN: Commit fraud?

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: Again?

NICHOLE: What NICHOLE: No NICHOLE: Of course not NICHOLE: I am a law abiding citizen NICHOLE: Except for when it comes to the Barbie Movies

TOLKIEN: Okay? We’ve all  pirated a Barbie Movie

TOLKIEN: What makes you special?

TOLKIEN: If it's not fraud or piracy what did you even do

NICHOLE: There’s a sentient advertisement in our Porsche now

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: Excuse me?

NICHOLE: Yeah uh NICHOLE: We saw Gary NICHOLE: Or G-4R-Y if you wanna use his actual name? NICHOLE: Fuck I don't know anymore NICHOLE: He was walking in the cold for some reason? NICHOLE: And you know how he only speaks in ads?

TOLKIEN: We all do

BEBE: Wait BITCH do you think we could reprogram him to be like

BEBE: An ALEXA???

GARY: Need some music for that impromptu dance off? Ask Alexa to play songs or playlists from Prime Music and Spotify so you're always ready to show off your sweet moves-if that's what you call them ;) "Amazon Echo: Alec Baldwin and Missy Elliott Dance Party Commercial" via @popisms :https://www.popisms.com/TelevisionCommercial/126873/Amazon-Echo-Commercial-2016 GARY: I really don't want you to see me like this. You need some entrance music. Alexa, play Alex dance playlist. Playing Alex playlist. That's dance music? Alexa, play Pep Rally by Missy Elliott. Really? Perfect! I got a little something for you. It's beautiful. Does this mean I'm gonna be in your next video? Let me see what you got. (Lyrics) Anything you want me to (Lyrics) Pep rally, pep rally, pep rally Oh, this a pep rally Pep rally, pep rally, pep rally Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce, bounce Where my clappers that stomp? Now rock with it Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce via @popisms : https://www.popisms.com/TelevisionCommercial/126873/Amazon-Echo-Commercial-2016 GARY: I’m Gary! The Mormon who advertises! RED: I mean RED: I’ll become a mechanic if it gets him to stfu 💀💀💀 WENDY: No- RED- NO PUT THE WRENCH DOWN! RED: FUCK YOU GARY: The future. You used to chase it. Now you’re living in it. The Wavefront is an all-electric automobile that propels driving into a new era. With sleek, aerodynamic design, and ultrasonic sensors that prevent collisions, there’s no more getting left behind. Life’s short. Drive fast.  GARY: I’m Gary! The Mormon who advertises! RED: SHUT THE FUCK UP!! WENDY: RED!! NO!! BEBE: GIRLY POPS AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU BEBE: I'M GONNA HIT A DEER IF YOU ALL DONT HUSH RED: WENDY LET ME GO I'M GONNA KILL HIM WENDY: WE ARE NOT KILLING THE AD NICHOLE: SHUT THE FUCK UP IM ON THE PHONE BEBE: SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M DRIVING!!!! RED: CAN I THROW HIM OUT OF THE FUCKING CAR??!?!?!?!?!? WENDY AND NICHOLE: NO!!! NICHOLE: Tolkien I'm gonna have to let you go NICHOLE: We might die- NICHOLE: RED PUT DOWN THE WRENCH YOU'RE GONNA KILL SOMEONE! RED: THAT'S THE GOAL!! GARY: As a parent, I want to know that my kids are safe wherever they are. That includes riding in the car. With the new Carpool Optic from Solar I can breathe easy knowing my kids will arrive where they need to safely – whether I am the driver or not. RED: AUGHHHH!!!!!! NICHOLE: I’m hanging up now NICHOLE: MMMMMMMMMOKAYBYE

TOLKIEN: Bye?

(Beep Beep Beep)

TOLKIEN: Jesus christ

TOLKIEN: (Yawn)

TOLKIEN: Man

KENNY: Hey

TOLKIEN: Ah!

TOLKIEN: Oh my god I got jumpscared by a fucking queer!

KENNY: Oh hardy har har har

KENNY: You got games on yo phone?

TOLKIEN: …

TOLKIEN: What

KENNY: Do you got games

KENNY: On yo phone

TOLKIEN: I mean like

TOLKIEN: I got like

TOLKIEN: Subway surfers??

TOLKIEN: If

TOLKIEN: If that works???

TOLKIEN: Uh

TOLKIEN: Ok?????

TOLKIEN: Here

KENNY: Thanks

KENNY: Oh yeah, can I call my sister while I play subway surfers?

KENNY: I gotta make sure she’s not

KENNY: Yknow

KENNY: Fuckin’ dead

TOLKIEN: No you’re gonna kill my damn battery

TOLKIEN: Just call your sister you dont need to play fucking subway surfers

KENNY: Fine

KENNY: Killjoy

TOLKIEN: Ugh

KAREN: I can't believe McDonald's served me that lukewarm fucking patty 

KAREN: And then had the AUDACITY to tell me KAREN: That it gets cold over time!?!?

KAREN: I think they just undercooked it ON PURPOSE to make ME look like an idiot

TRICIA: Damn, that's crazy

(🎵 KAREN METAL 🎵 )

KAREN: OH MY GOD

KAREN: WHO'S CALLING ME AT EXACTLY 1:59 IN THE MORNING?!?!?

TRICIA: Bro just say 2 AM 💀

TRICIA: …

TRICIA: I can’t believe I just said that out loud

KAREN: WHAT?!?!?

KENNY: Hi

KAREN: WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME?!?!?

KAREN: DO YOU KNOW HOW LATE IT IS?!?!?!

KAREN: I WANT TO SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER

KENNY: Sis it's me

KAREN: UGHHHHH

KAREN: You missed your nail appointment

KENNY: Shiiiit that was today?

KAREN: You still owe me the money for it

KENNY: … KENNY: Karen, we don't have money, we’re poor

KAREN: Get a job

KENNY: …I do have a job

KAREN: Okay so then you have money?

KENNY: No

KAREN: That doesn't make sense

KENNY: Anyways- KENNY: You alive?

KAREN: Clearly

KENNY: Okay cool KENNY: So uh KENNY: There's demons around, I hope they find you and kill you and you die bye

KAREN: …What?

KAREN: Tricia do you know what the fuck he’s talking about?

TRICIA: No

TRICIA: Also stop calling on speakerphone

TRICIA: You remind me of my brother (derogatorily) 

TRICIA: …

TRICIA: WHY DO I KEEP DOING THAT!?!??!

TRICIA: UGHHH

TRICIA: I’m gonna go yell at my brother by cursing me into the influencer gene pool

TRICIA: You wanna come?

KAREN: If I get to yell at someone, of course

TRICIA: Be-

TRICIA: …

TRICIA: I'm not even gonna say that 

CRAIG: Who the fuck where you talking to

CRAIG: I feel like they were talking shit smh my head

KENNY: Oh just my bitch sister and your bitch sister

KENNY: Told her she was gonna die soon

CRAIG: LMAOOOO I’m dead 💀💀💀

KENNY: Lol it was funny she was so mad

TOLKIEN: I swear to god you guys are the same person sometimes

CRAIG: Smh my head no literally untrue

KENNY: Common Tolkien L

TOLKIEN: I want you both dead

CRAIG: …

KENNY: …

TRICIA: Okay where tf is blud

TRICIA: I'm gonna kill his ass

KAREN: Ugh

KAREN: He probably set up Kenny to fucking prank us

KAREN: Going to yell at them both when we find them

TRICIA: For real

TRICIA: Smh my fucking head

TRICIA: OH MY GOD CAN I STOP DOING THAT!?!?

KAREN: There's his door

KAREN: Should I kick it down?

TRICIA: No he will literally kill me

TRICIA: Instead we’re gonna go in his room

TRICIA: Steal all his shit

TRICIA: And fucking burn it

KAREN: Ohh yay! Property damage! My favorite!

TRICIA: Shhh shhh shhhh

TRICIA: Stfu

TRICIA: He’ll hear us

KAREN: No

KAREN: You're not the boss of me

TRICIA: Okay

TRICIA: On three

TRICIA: One- Two-

KAREN: THREE

KAREN: Ew it's so dark in here

KAREN: It smells like fucking Ccool Ranch Doritos in here

TRICIA: Shut the fuck up

TRICIA: He’s gonna hear you

TRICIA: I know where he keeps his Supreme hoodies

TRICIA: HOOOOOLY SHIT IS THAT A DEAD BODY!??!?!?!?

KAREN: AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

KAREN: WE ARE GONNA DIE

KAREN: GET THE MANAGER!!

TRICIA: SHUT THE FUCK UP THE KILLER COULD STILL BE HERE YOU QUEERMO

GREGORY AND ESTELLA: Shhhhh he eepy

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

TRICIA: …

KAREN: …

KAREN AND TRICIA: AAAAAAAAAAA-

TRICIA: Okay

TRICIA: HAILLLL NAWHHHHH

KAREN: I’m calling the police

TRICIA: That is the smartest thing you could ever do

KAREN: Hello? 911?

KAREN: Hi yeah, there's some queers in our house

KAREN: Please come

KAREN: Bye

(Edits made by @pissblanket and @cattpup5)

[mrs-monaghan]

yeah i'm going to need people to stfu about jkk's bond

WARNING BTS BOOK SPOILERS!!!

https://twitter.com/Taemini_Cie7/status/1677749597685313538?s=20

Hold on hold on.... I need to breathe. Anon tysm!!! Omg!!!!!!!!! Freaking out over here

Damn. No wonder they wanted to disband at this time. They really weren't ready for the fame. I'm happy they got through it.

I read this and wonder if the vermin will notice that Jimin says him and JK, by themselves, alone were discussing and decided to go to Japan? Just them 2. No one else. No one cancelled for family reasons. No one else was supposed to be there. No one else was involved in the planning. This was a Jikook trip. Planned by Jikook for Jikook only. I wonder if they will notice this or they will just ignore like they ignore everything else? Oh well. I ain't holding my breath.

So new tiny details about the Tokyo trip, of course they ran it by bang pd who was concerned about it being a good idea. But I'm guessing Jikook insisted so bang organised security. Idk why but I liked this part. Just, knowing this makes me feel better. Idk why.

We were walking down the alley... there weren't many cars, there was light from the street lamps. It was really beautiful.

I'm sorry but I read that and totally knew they took advantage of the dark lighting and empty alley to make out. Sorry not sorry. 🤷🏽‍♀️ I don't see why walking down a dark alley would be this memorable otherwise 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

But this part... this part though, is so cute.

And then Jimin said his feet hurt and so we walked slowly. Those simple things were so fun.

I'm sorry, can we add this to the list of JK being whipped AF?? Like, I mean... we know his favourite part of the whole trip was Jimin on his phone and oversleeping. And now he recounts how Jimin's legs got tired and they had to slow down. Are you guys seeing this??? Like, how is this not a man in love? What kind of trivial detail is this to remember? Its like when they went to the Atomix and JK only remembers that day because Jimin did something and said "I'm sorry" like wtf even?? You don't remember tiny details about a person unless you care about them and love them so much that every little thing they do is endearing AF.

Guys. How many times do we think JK offered to carry Jimin coz his feet hurt? What are the chances he did carry Jimin but omitted it? 🤗🤗

Yo.... guys. Guys. 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Oh wow.... wasn't planning on buying this book at all coz I thought it was gonna be boring but now I might reconsider if there is going to be little tidbits like these sprinkled around.... 👀

Holy shit.

[strellzzz]

! STOP PLAYIN WIH ME part 2 nsfw

he leans down and starts hovering over you

"i get that your mad at me , but your not going to sit here and ignore me." (him)

you rolled your eyes and looked away from him.

"look at me when i'm fuckin talking to you"

he grabs your face and made you look at him.

"you gonna say sum or what." (him)

you looked at him with a blank stare not saying anything.

"you don't wanna talk huh. ight bet." he lets go of your face.

"i'm gonna give you sum to talk abt then." he pulls down his pants and boxers showing you his dick.

"wait.." (you)

"nah stfu. you didn't want to talk a min ago. why tf you wanna talk now." he said while holding it in front of your face.

"open." (him)

you opened your mouth doing what he told you to do. He grabs your head shoving it in your mouth. he places his left hand on top of your head and the right on the bottom of your head. he starts face fucking you to a point you start gagging for air.

"breathe..." (him)

you start breathing out your nose catching your breath and not gagging anymore like you were before.

he starts face fucking you kinda fast to a point you were drooling and getting saliva all over your shirt and legs. he eventually stops and takes his dick out your mouth. he pushes you back and grabs your legs pulling you close to him , he pulls your shorts off your body where it's nothing but your lace panties. he pulls your panties off you exposing your wet pussy.

"you knew i was gonna do this shit. you knew ignoring my calls was gonna piss me off .... you wanted this. huh." (him)

he gets on his knees becoming face to face with your pussy. he starts moving his head closer eating you out. you started slightly moaning while he uses his fingers moving in n out your pussy while sucking n licking ur pussy.

"i want you to cum. now." as he mumbles with ur pussy in his mouth

he starts fingering your pussy faster n faster erasing the thoughts in your head. eventually, u cummed which was in his mouth and on his chin.

he lifts his face up while swallowing and wiping his chin.

"i'm sorry ..." you said while catching your breath

he flips you over on your stomach.

"arch that ass up." (him)

you did as he said with no hesitation.

he begins rubbing your pussy while shoving his dick inside you. as you started squirming because you knew it was really big for you to take.

"stop fuckin squirming." he said in a sorta loud tone

he started going slow while making his hand reach your neck pulling you back.

"i'm so sick and tired of you bein mad at me for stupid shi... im gonna teach you a lesson." (him)

he lets go of your neck and you laid your head back to where it was. he started thrusting hisself inside you.

you started moaning a little loud because he was going to hard for you.

"i'm sorry..~"

as you was telling him you was sorry it was like he doesn't care cause he kept going faster

"you sorry huh.." (him)

"yess..~" (you)

"no you not. your gonna do the same shi over again." (him)

as he said this he started going rough n faster. you started moaning loud.

"your gonna take all of this dick bitch." (him)

as he kept going you felt a need to cum , he knew you were going to cum so he stopped all of sudden.

"what.." (you)

"i'm not gonna finish until you say your never gonna get mad at no stupid shi ever again." (him)

you went quiet cause you knew if you said that yo ass would b lyin.

"say it." (him)

"i won't get mad over stupid stuff again.." (you)

"uh huh." (him)

he started back thrusting inside you harder and faster.

"take all of it mama." (him)

as he was saying this you started cumming all over his dick. he took his dick out of you

"get up." (him)

you struggled sitting up and you looked at him.

"tongue out." (him)

you opened your mouth and he started stroking his dick to a point he started cumming inside your mouth. when he got done you closed your mouth and swallowed it.

"you done bein mad at me?" (him)

"i guess.." you rolled your eyes and smiled

"stop playin." he pulled up his pants and boxers and grabbed your panties and put it on for you while putting your shorts on you as well.

he grabs the remote and sat with you and turned your favorite show back on.

"how tf do you evn watch this." (him)

"ummm not to much on my show." (you)

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LISTEN YALL I TRIED , THIS IS MY FIRST NSFW STORY ON HERE SO LAY OFF ON ME PLEASE

😭😭😭.

maybe if i could do mind control and make y'all heart it you would do it.

[rinsuniverse]

Hiiii I keep reading your work like everyday, I just love it and hope you’re doing well!! I absolutely live for a flushed woozi, could you do a thing on what you think would make him flustered???

Thanks a million for making my day better just with your little posts, you deserve all the praise! ❤️

how you make woozi flustered! ✧˖°.

lots of things make our brilliant producer, woozi, flustered!

but here are some things his s/o will do that'll make him blush uncontrollably

when you're at the gym with him and you spot him

as he does a weight that's typically heavier than his usual, you say things like

"you got this! just breathe through this set!"

and "come on, just do one more rep for me"

he's already flushed, his ears a bright red

but it isn't until you say something along the lines of "you looked really good doing that rep. like hot." while you're taking a water break with him

that he spits out his water and is hiding his face in his hands

if you compliment him in public, he can't help but feel flustered

the best way to make him flustered is to do physical contact

like literally any physical contact

if you're at his studio

and you walk over to his desk and peer over his shoulder to see his work

and you smile and pat his head because

BECAUSE HES SO CUTE STFU

he's gonna stop everything and turn to you as you walk away nonchalantly like

"what the-" "what was that for-" "pff what the heck-"

and his cheeks are turning a bright shade of pink

if you're out in public with seventeen and they all want to separate into pairs to do groceries

you might grab jihoon's hand and put your hands in the air saying "i'll go with woozi!"

and jihoon is staring between your interlocked fingers and your happy face

and he can't help his ears turning red

he's trying to play it cool, but the fact that all of his members are looking at the two of you holding hands has him so flustered

poor baby's ears and cheeks are burning

endless praise will make our rice bowl super flustered, too

one time when you were personally invited to seventeen's concert by him

and you're sitting in the front row

you have your carat bong and you're bopping your head to the music

when woozi is in the center of the stage singing his lines

you scream "WOOHOO!! YOU'RE SO HANDSOME, WOOZI!!"

and he literally has to fight all of his might to not break character

you're sitting there laughing at yourself because you see him trying to hide his smile

or maybe he's hiding his cringe?

but it's still hilarious

as he's performing the rest of the song, his whole face is red, istg

but when the members ask, he brushes it off as the spotlights were too hot while he is dancing

when you quietly sneak backstage to see him

the blush returns to his face and he can't even face you for a few minutes

"wow, that was so cool," you say, nudging him. "i can't believe you're mine."

HE-

he's clenching his heart. kicking his feet. punching the air.

just kidding, he's sitting there with a stale face, making sure you can't tell how embarrassed he is right now

but you notice

because his ears are bright red

he's literally yours, though

so yeah! thank you so much for requesting, and i'm so sorry it took so long! i forgot i started working on this and put it in my drafts tbh. but here you go! feel free to request many, many more things! ✧( ु•⌄• )◞◟( •⌄• ू )���

(p.s. requests are still open! i specialize in woozi stuff, but i don't mind writing about other svt members! i can also do some nsfw if you want! so request whatever and as much as you want! ς(>‿<.))

[godisasimp]

I talk a lot about one flamechaser (Elysia) that isn't even my favorite.

Do let's talk my most absolute favorite flamechaser

Mama Aponia (or depending on the artist Buffponia)

So let's talk about her because I love her (big lesbianism).

I'm gonna talk random shit, no serious talk, just a big excuse to post pics

So ahem as usual, my "I-talk-for-too-long-about-one-character" under the cut

Look at that woman

Look at her she is the definition of ethereal, majestic, beautiful, amazing

She is so cute I want to squish her up and slurp her omg

How can you not accept a hug from the most greatest character ever created, like you know she just wants to help you because that woman saw shit about you, you don't ever you're gonna do, she saw how you're gonna die and yet she wants to hug you to reassure you, she cares that much how could you not accept her hug

Look at this elegant woman, she can wear anything and look stunning and even more beautiful and cuter and make that an outfit actually mihoyo because now that I'm not f2p I just stop giving a shit because I will spend money.

This could have been the summer outfit y'all, like this absolutely stunning funeral outfit as the spending outfit

And you know I would have actually skipped HoHE and griseo outfit for it.

I mean look at how gentle she is

And she attended so many funeral she probably stop caring and went in funerals in the most galant outfit she could find (this is canon in my mind stfu)

And just in case you need a hand tadaaa here she comes to the rescue

Isn't she just the most wonderful and helpful woman known to humanity

Literally a blessing brought by god upon us, and we don't thank thank him enough for her

Also, not much to say but enjoy the cat girl aponia for a while, just silence as you stare at her amazingness and beauty.

Don't scroll until you've truly admired her (I'll know if you scrolled past without looking at her, don't worry I'll know, and I'll be at your window)

I honestly have no words left she left me speechless so just enjoy these two pictures now

[shojislady]

2. PISSBABY TSUKISHIMA

"BYE MA!! LOVE YOU TOO! SEE YOU AFTER SCHOOL!" y/n screamed out as she shut the door behind her. today was the day that y/n started school at karasuno high. she wasn't nervous, not at all. y/n never had any trouble making friends. she was an outgoing person and was easy to get along with.

(lol imagine)

beginning her walk to school, she decided to text the group chat to see how everyone was doing. the gc was originally made by the twins and y/n for chaotic reasons, but sooner or later they actually used the group chat for important reasons like planning or just occasionally checking up on each other.

'i miss them, but I'm gon beat them up when i see them. wanna act all tough cuz I'm 10 ½ hours away. just wait till i visit them.' y/n thought.

this is basically the format for each conversation that happens. y/n going into the group chat to check up on everyone to make sure they're okay, then the twins start ganging up on her until kyoya gets annoyed and tells them to stfu because he's trying to relax and he can't silence his phone. it was funny because when they got back to school, she would pretend like nothing ever happened and continued to flirt with kyoya.

"oh, there's the school!" she pointed out to literally no one. there were a bunch of students flooding in the gate. "gauh LEE.. that's a lot of damn people.”

she continued her slow pace to the school, not really caring about what time she got there, as long as she was before lunch. she was gonna be a bit late, either way, seeing as she had to go to the front office for her schedule.

"well, time to go beast mode." #alpha

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

"All right Ms. l/n, welcome to our class! go sit behind yamaguchi. Yamaguchi! raise ur hand!" the teacher yelled out. y/n had gotten to school on time, but joined the rest of the students during their third class, since the VP took her on a small tour of the school after giving her the schedule.

she scanned through the sea of students to see a timid-looking boy raising his hand. he was cute, and looked to be a few inches taller than her. he had freckles and a nice mop of green hair standing on top of his head. if his face was red, he'd be a human strawberry.

with her black and blonde faux locs swaying behind her, she went to sit in her newly designated seat behind the boy who was now known as yamaguchi. she pulled out a notebook and opened it to a blank page, which was deemed useless seeing that she had already learned what was being taught.

bored, she pulled out her headphones, opening spotify, she pulled up her chill playlist, she clicked shuffle play, smiled, and relaxed a bit seeing the first song that came up. it was ' Big Poppa - the notorious b.i.g'. it was one of her favorite songs to chill to.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

"hey, it's time for science.!" was what y/n heard as she removed her headphones. it was yamaguchi, telling her that it's time for the next subject.

now that she had the slight chance to talk to him, she decided to say what had been on her mind for when she saw him.

"thanks. y'know, you're really cute by the way. you look like someone i'd accidentally bump into and you'd apologize and i'd say "no really its all my fault" then start talking to much cuz i got nervous. that's a compliment by the way."

'...huh?' yams was shocked yet confused. he wasn't used to out of the blue compliments like that, or really at all. especially not from girls, and a really attractive one at that. but aside from the initial shock, why the fuck was it so specific and detailed?

"oh! uhm- thank you! you're really pretty yourself!"

"thank you! and thanks for waking me up! wanna be friends?"

"oh, no problem. and sure!! "

'that was odd...' tadashi thought to himself as he turned to face front. "damn, that was quick, yamaguchi" his childhood friend, tsukishima, teased. "im surprised you didn't stutter ur ass off.”

tsukishima kei was a very tall individual. he had short, blonde hair and was more on the thinner, lanky side.

"oh piss off tsuki, ur just mad that i talked to the pretty new girl before you, loser." yams shot back.

(bozo😹👎🏽 take this L tsuki🤡 )

"whatever😒😒"

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

"hi yama! hi yama's friend! what are we doing now?" y/n asked. the bell had just rung, and y/n was too lazy to pull out her schedule.

"hi l/n! this is tsukishima! its lunchtime right now so we're heading to the cafeteria!!" he replied with a small smile on his face.

"BOOO!! the cafeteria sucks ass. that's why I always ate in the club room." y/n complained with a big ole thumbs down.

although she was pretty extroverted, she didn't like all the extra loud noise and nosy people. there are some hating ass hoes back at Ouran, but she couldn't give less of a fuck. all they ever did was talk shit because they were jealous of her relationship with the hosts, but she knew it was part of the deal when she became friends with them.

"wah wah, cry me a river. either sit with us or not, jeez." blabbered smart-ass tsuki.

"actually, you're in luck! we and a few others are all going to meet and eat lunch in the gym to go over some stuff for our club, you can join if you want!" yams offered.

she happily accepted the offer and continued to walk along with them to the cafeteria, then to the gym where they would eat. they stopped by the vending machine for y/n, because her thirsty ass drank all her water before lunch, now craving a nice refreshing beverage to wash down the curry she's about to fuck up.

after a few more short minutes of walking, they had finally reached the gym and heard arguing coming from the inside, not knowing that the moment she steps into that gym, she'd be going on a wild trip.

taglist: open and empty

guys.. dont be mad at me ik i missed my deadline☹️☹️

but im thinkin..

should i still write the beach episode for ouran? i have a few ideas for it but idk..

LEMME GO UPDATE THE OTHER BOOK

[borisbubbles]

Eurovision 2023: #20 - #19

20. AZERBAIJAN TuranTuralX - "Tell me more" 34th place

Decade Ranking: 58/116 [Above Achille, below Anxela]

lmfao, the twins made my top 20?! I mean, yeah 2023. Of course they made my top 20. [AlexaVoice] PLEASE LEAVE A VOICE MESSAGE WITH YOUR COMPLAINT FOR VERTICAL CLASSIFICATION IN THE COMMENTS BELOW. [/AlexaVoice]

Now here's an entry that serves as a physical embodiment of the "Presence That Was Liked". Yeah it was mid, but a pleasant mid. The twins were never leaving the semifinal alive. They were always going to be the sacrificial lambs of the newly invented "No Jurors During Semi's rule" which specifically targeted Azerbaijan (and... props to Azer for accepting their fate? lol) Turan and Tural were never being more than passengers along for a ride, which they took to heart.

"Tell me more" was all it needed to be. An inconspicuous NQ that was still cute and endearing in its own sort of way. The dreamy and drawly vibe

The imitation 70s aesthetic that convincingly sells the 90s softrock.

Add in a rap verse during minute one, a couple of fashionable scarfs, good camera cuts,...

Yeah "Tell me more" had zero televote appeal (this 100% dies even with juries being in), but as an entry it's refreshingly unpretentious and especially from Azerbaijan, wtf? Usually Azer pick some shitty Swedish pop track and force it on a conventionally attractive jazz muppet who then can't be bothered to do preparties or interviews. This year, their rep was a pair of homely deer-in-headlight twinkbeasts operating under a myspace name who were actually happy to be there and actively mingled with the fans. There some delicious irony and melodramatic twang to be found in the knowledge that by effectively throwing their 2023 qualification, Azer have shown more respect to the contest than they'd ever done before.

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19. FRANCE La Zarra - "Évidemment" 16th place

Decade ranking: 56/116 [Above Anxela, below El Diablo]

Yes I know what you're here for;

But you'll have to wait because I am here to rate the performance first. Yep, slightly ahead of the MySpace Twinks on my list seems just about right for a La Zarra. "Évidemment" represent the other side of "mid", the one where the promise is large and the delivery not quite as large. As a song "Évidemment" was kind of a blueballer: Sure, it had a lot of poise, flair, drama, a wee bit of camp and yet...barely any substance. It was The French Entry, like that was its entire identity, almost to a point of parody. And well, France competes every year and is usually better than "LES POISSONS LES POISSONS HI HI HI HÔN HÔN HÔN". donc, pleurez-moi une rivière de pute. I'm having a laugh but seriously, not picking a lane between serious attempt and self-deprecating satire that was the difference between a sixth place and a sixteenth place.

Still, I at first thought France were headed towards a disastrous bottom five result, especially after that rehearsal clip implied LaZarra was on the same Vocal Rest Tonics as Mae Muller. I WAS GONNA BE PROVEN RIGHT AND VINDICATED!!! and well, I was but not about her. (ty Blanca Paloma, we'll rank you soon enough)

When it mattered most, La Zarra got it together, and NAILED that epic big note.

No complaints from me about that live. It was a good live and did what it needed to do. I like it when the headliners deliver what they're supposed to (see also: Azer delivering a pleasant NQ) because it makes the show better overall. Obviously that doesn't erase the fact that (1) the song was mid as fuck (2) the staging was daft at best. ("MON DIEUX I WEAR HAUTE COUTURE, ACT LIKE A DIVA, AM THE EIFFEL TOWER, SOUND LIKE PIAF, LOOK THERE'S A TRICOLORE I AM SOOOO FRENCH!!" um no ur not, ur from Montréal stfu).

Okay so now we address this:

Sure, an uproarious voting moment and it was sooooo stank, but was it fun stank? 🤔 idk.

On one hand, LMFAO WHAT AN ENTITLED FUCKING SOW. 😍😍😍😍😍. The Xwitter trolls immediately began spinning their fanfictions all "WELL ACTUALLY what she did was a secret gesture of respect in Maghrebian cultures" like bitch, she's (1) a QUEBECOIS (2) who cosplayed as the Eiffel Tower and a disco ball unironically, how hinged do you think she is? Her gesture definitely was the sort of melodramatic Egomaniac reaction I'd expect from someone who deliberately caused a pre-show stir by posting an Insta Story all "It's getting to me!!! I'm QUITTING 😭😭 // Cigarettes: "Eurovision?! 😨" // La Zarra: ".... non i meant the gluten, mdrrrr!!!!! 😆". So yes, the moment itself was pretty funnay 2 me, esp since she got twice points I thought's she'd get.

On the other hand, um take a seat you entitled fucking sow. There is serving cunt and then there is straight up being a cunt. The difference is that you have to earn your glamourcunt label and you, madame, were always in "Good but not Great" territory. Be grateful there were any scraps left for you after Käärijä and Loreen gobbled.

In conclusion, lmfao i kinda dislike her as a person (but better she show the world how rude and misguided she is after losing than after getting a top ten) and I genuinely enjoy thinking about her messiness more than listening to her music. 🙂 (so I guess that makes her Taylor Swift.)

Besides, around 16th is where France usually ends up at anyway, so I think they got precisely what they were aiming for, GJ France. 🙂 Now let's not think about this country until the end of March, when it becomes semi-important for me to remember what their entrant's (who?) song (what?) sounds like again.

THE RANKING

[khaleesiofalicante]

Okay I remember you saying that you were very nervous about the smut so this is what I wanted to tell you about that:

Here's the thing. Most smut I read is very... smooth? Unrealistically so, there are no awkward moments or practical descriptions, things are kinda... perfect? Everyone always seems to know what to do and there are no problems or questions it's all very smooth. But yours isn't and at first it kinda bothered me but now I like it? It feels like most smut create unrealistic expectations or focus on the pleasure people receive that they forget to describe the process? And at first reading what you wrote was so different from what I'm used to but then it wasn't? Because people can run out of condoms or be scared when trying new stuff and being self conscious about real stuff is super valid and doesn't ruin the sexual experience but is actually a natural part if it and its good and healthy because that's how you get to know your partner and feel comfortable? I think you managed to find a balance between real life and literature and that's beautiful.

Because most people try to create the perfect sex scene but what you did is describe a normal realistic sex scene between two people with worries and insecurities and still make it perfect and sexy. So, to a lot of people out there that may think taking about your worries during sex takes the heat out of it, you showed that it doesn't, it just adds to the trust and comfort between those two people, which makes it even hotter.

I really hope you enjoyed writing about it, and the process and the challenge of it was fun for you. As far as I'm concerned you nailed it.

Here is a Lewis Hamilton being very, very proud of you:

When I first started thinking about what my smut would look like, this was the most obvious/non-negotiable one for me. I knew I could never write a sex scene where everything is just smooth and perfect (not that I think people shouldn't write it that way, but I can't).

Also, Max is a yapper. We know there is no way in hell he's gonna stfu during sex when all his emotions and senses are heightened lmao.

I am glad you grew to enjoy it. I wasn't necessarily writing it that way for it to be realistic, but it just felt like how Mavid would behave when they have sex - lots of validating, communicating, awkwardness, cuteness, and sexiness. I'm glad it came across nicely :)

ALSO PROUD LEWIS AH. I need a projector thingy and have this shit on my wall 24/7.

[saskeyib]

SOCIAL EVENTS x)

Yo ! I just got back from a social event, it was showcase of producers and artists from a collective called supersample in Paris.

The place was very cool and the lights too,

I felt a bit anxious at the beginning, I was alone and it was bit crowded with a lot of discussion going on everywhere, during the middle i started enjoying more the event and not try to take this very seriously, because if you don't know my felow americans, in Paris everybody takes everything seriously or maybe me not enough.

I guess there were a lot of networking going on, I already met two of the people organizing the event at a previous beat-opening, and they did a great job.

and I also recognized a producer that I met after leaving a session studio, I went to him to say hey remember me and stuff, and he explained me that now he lives and studying here ect.. and there were a big blank, so I asked him if everything were fine and he said yes ! But i couldnt hear him properly, I panicked and just left the conversation to grab my jumper lmao

I'm really not good with small talking but in this industry you have too, people not gonna like you for who you are, but what you can add to the table, or maybe some for you're art, and also damn note to myself DO NOT BRAG TOO MUCH, but it's hard because everyone confront you on what do you do, like what do you doooo

I don't remember what I said but i regret it already lol I think I said too much, like I'm an artist, soon I'm gonna learn how to produce ect, damn I wished someone were with to tell me to STFU.

Because my first purpose was just to listen the beats drops soooo

but it's cool i think the more i go, the more i will be able to handle social event and be better at networking,

I'm happy also that I didnt need to drink or smoke during the whole event, I've quitted drinking and smoking until... well I hope forever, i dont need anything that makes me already more anxious!

Note to myself : be yourself

[gothcsz]

tbh i did initially have him chastising himself more for it in an original draft but cut it out bc i thought i was rambling too much 😫

Girl pls share the original draft because I need to read him telling himself he’s an asshole for doing that lmao like homeboy didn’t waste another second thinking of Paloma or regretting anything afterwards 😭 even when Paloma told him he hurt her with that, all he makes is a dumb comment (ik ik defence mechanism bc he knows she’s right and he can’t really accept that but still!!)

He’s just gotta stop making dumb excuses really. Like I’m definitely expecting him to make up for things with more than just “I’m sowwy 🥺” but I need him to admit to fucking things up and being a dumbass instead of excusing everything away and finding a reason for everything! And not just the whole thing with Sloane but in general all the shit he’s done to her!

His puppy dog eyes are really really reeeeeaaaallly hard to resist tho, I get it. But damn, he’s kinda obsessed with Paloma so she has the power. Hahahaha ah I’m excited to read how they will work things out but the ick is gonna take some time to go away again lmao

okay you convinced me to re-add/edit it to the end of chapter 12 😫 i took the feedback to heart and even added a few more things to really make that self realization impactful. i guess i should stop being so hard on myself when i write tbh because i cut out a lot by my final read. so that's on meeee. i just have a real bad tendency to yap and it gets to be repetitive sometimes !! like kat girl stfu !!

yeah our boy has a lot of stuff to make up for i fear.... but don't worry (: i've been thinking of different ways to put his desire to the test so if he REALLY wants to 'be with her' then... act. like. it. plain and simple.

now i cant sit here and say that she's going to reallllly make him work for it because, well.... :) DFKJHADFGSHJG she does have the power and javi will spend the rest of forever making it up to her i promise even after they actually become a thing (oop) and then all the shit that's gonna go down when we hit the climax of the fic :p

i could get lost in his eyes all day every day okay like... not arguing with a man with big beautiful sad cow eyes... whatever u say handsome!! i'm lowkey kinda stoked that i evoked such reaction out of u and potentially other readers 🤭 JKDHFSDF i'm sick and twisteddd... sick and freakin twisted!!!!

BUT WE WILL SEE THIS THROUGH! WE WILL OVERCOME THE ICK!

[underworld-park-offical]

TWEEK: Hhhhhh

TWEEK: Hooooly shit

TWEEK: Fuuuuck guys I am SOOOO sorry about my mooo….. Essssstellla…..

TWEEK: She can be

TWEEK: uh

TWEEK: Horrifying  sometimes

CLYDE: MY MCRIBS CLYDE: MY MCRIBS

CLYDE: MY MCRIBS ARE FALLING OUT OF ME AGAIN

CRAIG: Clyde

CRAIG: Do you ever stfu?

TOLKIEN: No, isn't it obvious?

CLYDE: NOT NOW

KENNY: NO FIGHTING!! PLEASE!! GOD WE ALL NEARLY DIED!!!

KYLE: Why can't we do normal things like normal teenagers

KYLE: Like

KYLE: Go to the 711

STAN: And beat up a crackhead

KYLE: And beat up a crackehea-

KYLE: Wait what??

KENNY: That feels a little too real to be just a suggestion, dude

STAN: What? You guys don't beat up the crackheads at 711?

CRAIG: Literally no

CRAIG: But I did film some guy beating the shit out of one

CRAIG: Got like

CRAIG: A million views

TWEEK: SHUT UP

TWEEK: STOP TALKING

TWEEK: PLEASE TWEEK: I NEED LIKE TWEEK: A MINUTE

TWEEK: SCRATCH THAT TWEEK: I NEED 5 YEARS

TWEEK: FUCK

CLYDE: I CAN'T BREATHE

TOLKIEN: Wait hold on

TOLKIEN: I thought you weren't a demon?

TWEEK: I'M NOT!!!!

CRAIG: Me when I lie lol

TOLKIEN: I hate that I understand and agree with you

TOLKIEN: But yeah, you’re lying right to our faces

CRAIG: Lying is so not slay queen girlboss

CRAIG: Major Tweek L moment

TWEEK: FUCK YOU CRAIGL

TWEEK: DEMONS are a DIFFERENT THING!!! You're all being racist right now

TWEEK: Or

TWEEK: Uh

TWEEK: Demon…. ist?

TOLKIEN: I am

TOLKIEN: Shocked and appalled right now

CARTMAN: Okay bitch

CARTMAN: You're getting C A N C E L E D

TWEEK: WHAT THE FUCK TWEEK: NO THAT'S NOT-

TWEEK: RGGHHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHAAAAAAAHGHVHGGJGJ

TWEEK: OKAY

TWEEK: LOOK TWEEK: I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SUMMONED TO JOIN INTO PIP'S PLAN OR SOMETHING TWEEK: BECAUSE HE'S SUPER TOTALLY MEGA PISSSED AT YOU GUYS

CLYDE: Whyyyyy???

TWEEK: ….are you joking?

CRAIG: Yeah Clyde, are you /j or /srs

CLYDE: I'm serious, what did we do?

TWEEK: YOU ALL TORTURED AND TORMENTED HIM FOR YEARS????? TWEEK: YOU ALL MADE HIS LIFE A LIVING HELL AND NONE OF YOU DESERVE TO BE SAVED????

TWEEK: UGH WHATEVER TWEEK: YOU HUMANS ARE ALL THE FUCKING SAME TWEEK: I'M GONNA HELP YOU GUYS EVEN THOUGH YOU REALLY TWEEK: REALLY 

TWEEK: Don't deserve it

CRAIG: Slay bitch

TWEEK: Shut the fuck up

CRAIG: No 

CRAIG: <3

STAN: So what???

STAN: Are you like

STAN: A guardian angel or something now??

STAN: Guardian demon???

STAN: Fucking what

STAN: Aren't demons supposed to be like

STAN: Evil????

STAN: Why are you helping???

STAN: And also you're like

STAN: Working for them, right???

CRAIG: Bro is switching sides faster than Kelly Catigan frfr

CRAIG: Literal Sweden moment

CARTMAN: Craig, stop being racist, it's cringe

CRAIG: Ur Cringe <3

CARTMAN: Shut the actual fuck up

TWEEK: LOOK OH MY GOD SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP

TWEEK: All those “Demons” you’re dealing with are all powerful

TWEEK: Hell

TWEEK: Beings

TWEEK: I DON'T FUCKING KNOW????

TWEEK: They kinda just

TWEEK: Found me behind the dumpster eating pudding and picked me up???

TWEEK: I can barely remember their fucking names

CRAIG: Imagine lmao

TWEEK: You sound like Gregory and that makes me want to strangle you

CRAIG: Slayyyy

CRAIG: But also how fucking dare you

STAN: Ignoring Craig, like we always do

STAN: What the HELL, no offense

TWEEK: None…. taken?

STAN: Are we supposed to do now?! Murder hungry…. ish…. demons are out there

STAN: They want our BLOOD and soon….

STAN: OUR SKIN

KYLE: You wish

STAN: I suggest we hide in my bunker

TOLKIEN: You have a bunker???

CLYDE: TAKE ME THERE I DON'T FEEL SAAAY HAAY HAYYY FEEE…..

TOLKIEN: Clyde, nobody cares

TOLKIEN: None of us are going to be safe if you don’t shut the fuck up

KYLE: Yeah, and besides, 

KYLES: Stans “Bunker” is just the closet of his room

KENNY: Not like he wasn't hiding in there for years already haha

CRAIG: Lmao slay okay ig

STAN: I think literally anywhere in the world is safer than here, besides,

STAN: At my house we have sacrifices

KENNY: …What

TOLKIEN: What???

TWEEK: WHAT?!?!??!?

KYLE: Stan, No, Don’t make jokes like that

STAN: Who said I was joking?

KYLE: …..

STAN: ….

KYLE: ….

STAN: ….

TWEEK: ….

TWEEK: I- In any case, we should get you all… SOMEWHERE safe at least

TWEEK: Is there somewhere where like,

TWEEK: nobody, anywhere, any place, any timezone WON'T be able to find you?

STAN: I’ve got my back up bunker

CRAIG: Ew you mean the barn?

CRAIG: Hell no

CRAIG: I’d rather die than sleep in pig shit

CRAIG: Frfr

TWEEK: UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh

(Edits made by @pissblanket and @zemoleinyourtrashcan)

[mrs-monaghan]

Its starting to really piss me the hell off, how people are claiming Jimin is gonna enlist with Hyungs, while TK will enlist together. Look, Jimin is Tae's age. He doesn't have to enlist with the others. Its not mandatory for him to enlist. He has until he's 30, just like Suga, Jin & Hobi. I get they are trying to make a comeback in 2025, but JM enlisting with the Hyungs, instead of the Maknae line makes no sense, even if JM is done with his album and not putting out another. HE CAN STILL WAIT TIL TK GO TO ENLIST WITH THEM. If Tae can wait til 2024, why can't JM? Make it make sense. Honestly it makes the most since, since the 3 are the Maknae line. People are too focused on Hybe shoving JM in the Hyung line in content over the years, that they forget he's still part of the Maknae line. So why would JM have to enlist before Tae, when they are only 2 months apart in age? Give me a valid reason, other then because you want him gone so TK can be here alone.

Shippers & JM antis just need to STFU already. They don't want JM to enlist with Tae or JK, cause then it fucks up their fantasy of TK going off to war together & Tae saying he'd enlist with JK when he was a teenager. Truth be told, if this was 2020 & they were enlisting I know for a fact Vmin would be enlisting together. I would have bet everything on it. So I'm gone need JM antis to STFU about who Jm enlists with, to disprove Jikook. Its what they are waiting for so bad, Just to say it proves JIkook aren't real. Truth be told JK doesn't even have to enlist til 2028, 3 years after their comeback. So who is to say BTS will still be together in 2028? Maybe he won't go at all right now.

I will happily stand corrected if this isn't the case; But from what I understand you can't really decide to join MS on a whim. U can't wake up tomorrow and be like, "I'm coming in." There are apparently times to join. Its not like a thing that happens throughout the year. There are specific enlisting dates that people have to choose from.

And BH said, members will be enlisting as soon as they're done with individual projects. So I think Suga and RM will most likely be next. Call me delulu but I have a feeling Jimin is not done yet. I just have this feeling in my left bossom. (Its my favourite)

Also going by how entwined Jikook are, my money is on them 2 enlisting together. Keep in mind JK is only 26..so he has time. He has the option to even stay and not enlist at all. Yet. Like anon said. But if he wants them all to come back as BTS he also has to do it now.

So, going by history and by Jikook's behaviour and attachment to eo, I think that they will enlist together. Not to the same station. I highly doubt any 2 members will be in the same place. So, nothing that crazy. But rather, I think they will go in at the same time. So they can come out at the same time. If I was satellite Jeon that's what I would do. And if I was satellite Jikook and i haven't been seeing my bf everyday like i'm used to due to work and other outside factors, again, that's what I would do.

[lqfiles]

oh he fell HARD for sure KSNDKSJDS the downbadism is real and i love that for him🫶🏻 i think i'm gonna read stg again, just so i can witness their awkward stages again. it was painfully cute but i love seeing jisung slowly warming up to her and eventually becomes a full blown crush

huhh are we gonna get another jisung vs mark 2.0?👀 hyuck vs mark LMAOOO poor mark, everyone seems to have some kind of beef with him😂

sooooo real like the tension is thick, it’s only a matter of time before they make out 👀 i love me a good angry kiss tbh, that’s so hot and so haechan

omg yess angry kiss is so haechan fr😌 ALSOOO THE NEW CHAPTER OMG????? WHY IS HE LIKE THIS PLS.... HE'S BEING INSUFFERABLY CLINGY I CAN'T HANDLE THIS😭😭 not him thinking about her before he started drinking tho👀 tipsy haechan is DANGEROUS fr. he was being so bold too leaning in for a kiss oh god and he kept trying to hold her hand #?%*!(?!?*#?%! AND Y/N WILLINGLY WENT INSIDE HIS APARTMENT??? THE TENSION GOT ME LIKE

i'm dying to know what haechan's reaction gonna be like bc i don't think he was drunk enough to forget the things he did. I KINDA HAVE AN INKLING THO, i feel like y/n is gonna ignore him from then on, avoiding hyuck at all cost, not even a stfu or kys text when he plays guitar at night. and then hyuck at first is gonna keep annoying her, even taking it up a notch, but when he got no reaction whatsoever he's gonna be like "why are you ignoring me" KWJFKSNFKS anyways i can't wait for the next chapter aaaaaaa

OMGGG plsss they’re the cutest, also if you reread pls lmk if the process was smooth, i still feel like the process of him getting a crush on here was so sudden so 😓

me if making mark the unofficial second lead that the main member feels threatened by was a crime: 🚓🚨 you already read the new chap so YASS they DID kiss, not the angry kiss but it’s their first stage.. relationships are changing from here on.. PLSSS i wanted to make haechan a clingy affectionate drunk type so if throws y/n off and then he’s gonna go back to his asshole ish self which is gonna throw y/n off even MORE because wdym you kissed me last night but now call me annoying?? THE TENSION WAS THIICKKKKK and the only reason y/n went in was because she reallyyyy wanted to sleep but at the end it was useless because.. yeah

HSKDHSKDJSK AM I THAT PREDICTABLE RHAT YOU JUST KNOW MY PLOT ALREADY OMG… you’re not wrong omg why did you actually get my plot right stop 😭😭😭😭😭 i’m currently writing the next chapter so YOU WILL SEE