#im fucking pacing like a caged animal over this ask

[xamaxenta]

SNORTING AND PANTING LIKE A WILD BOAR THIBKING ABOUT ROBOT SEXO!!!!!!!!!! the inherent homoerotic tension of gently sinkingbyour fingers into the pumping humming insides of your cyborg homie. the toe curling horniness of sabo straddling marcos waist bc hes so huge its really the best way for sabo to get in his chest cavity, honest, no other reason , and in order to clean the old filters of marcos not-lungs sabo has to bow over and get his arms inside marcos body down to the elbow like hes nearly crawling into the space beneath his core .. marco doesnt have the same accurate touch sensors as ace so while he can tell when hes being touched, he cant FEEL it, and there was not a place on his body designed to be touched for pleasure BUT his synthetic organs are filled with nerves and sensors to inform him of any damage and so sabo opens him up and plays him like an instrument while ace holds marco down and it would look macabe or violent if you didnt know how much Trust there was in it. marco Trusting ace not to let him hurt sabo. ace Trusting sabo not to damage marco. sabo Trusting marco and ace, literal war machines, with no fear as he tests the most volatile dangerous parts of marcos circuitry and tempts death for the sole purpose of bringing marco pleasure and service. marco recovering from the psychological weight of knowing hes cannon fodder to be scrapped or replaced. ace recovering from the thought he is only capable of violence. sabo recovering from the craziest robot sex known to man. your MIND dr xenta

anon wtf i have to give u my phd in robotfuckery bc this is beyond anything i couldve said

I wanted to say Sabo climbs inside them and fucks their circuitry but i wasnt sure if that would be received well or if anyone felt the same way but i cant take credit for any of those thoughts bc you came here with them first AND IM SO HAPPY THE BRAINCELL CESSPOOL I HAVE IS SHARED WITH FELLOW ROBOFUCKERS…

Pls the last part about marco recovering from knowing he was cannon fodder or destined for scrapping and Ace recovering from thinking he can only be violent <- this is so tender im going INSANE

[smutinlove]

bro i loved ur last carl x reader sm

*shy sensitive reader

what if carl and reader fight (maybe cuz she sneakes out of alexandria) then rick scolds him and he has to say sorry to her but she cant help but feel emotional

yes!!!!

im not entirely sure i did the shy part correctly but i tried!!! enjoy love<3

CARL GRIMES X READER

i call this:

"The one that got away"

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

You glanced at the walls that surrounded Alexandria. It was honestly pathetic. You couldn't necessarily go outside of the walls without permission. It angered you. Every small move you even thought about was supposed to be told to Carl and Rick first. Everything.

"Tell Rick."

"Tell the leader's son!" It was shitty.

You liked Carl. He was sweet. But sometimes he was an asshole.

You continued your walk around the walls of Alexandria. It pissed you off that you couldn't go outside. But... there was one way.

Maybe you could achieve a bit of freedom and independence in doing so.

You smirked and ran back to the group's house, passing Carl and Rick on the way. You went inside and opened the cabinet. You grabbed a knife and went back outside. It was still very sunny so you would definitely have time to come and go without being noticed.

You went to one of the walls that wasn't very heavily guarded. After a few attempts at climbing the wall, you finally did it, landing on the ground with a small "thud."

The fresh air was enticing. It was so peaceful. You could barely hear the words of the other Alexandrians. You decided to head into the woods, just to explore a bit. You had a knife with you so you'd probably be fine.

"Beautiful," you whispered as you watched a bird fly by. A tear of joy slipped down your cheek. Why? It was incredibly rare to see something so pure. Most birds are usually gutted by Walkers or killed, cooked, and eaten by those who were brave enough to survive.

You were about to continue walking when you felt something on your shoulder.

"Caught 'ya."

You let out a shriek. "Holy shit!"

It was... fucking Carl. "Having fun?" Carl asked with a hint of bitterness.

"What? You followed me?!" How could he follow you? It's not fair. You wanted one moment of peace... even if it was outside of the walls of Alexandria.

"Of course! You don't know what you're dealing with! These walkers... they've become more vicious!" You rolled your eyes. Like father like son.

"Shut up! You're so bitchy! Carl, you're always telling people what to do and it's so fucking annoying."

Stunned, he didn't say anything.

So you said, "Fuck you, Carl! Go to hell!" Tears threatened to fall down your cheeks, but you held them in.

"You ain't any better! Why would you even sneak out?!"

"To have some fucking freedom! The walls of Alexandria make me feel trapped. I feel like an animal caged up in there! And you... and your fucking father are taking over everything!" A few tears slipped down your cheeks, making you feeling hopeless.

He forcefully took a hold of your wrist, "We are going. Now."

Carl started dragging you, not caring about your protests or exclaims.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

You and Carl reached Alexandria in ten minutes due to his speedy pace.

By this point, you had fantasized about killing Carl in a hundred different ways. And you'd also shed a few more tears before he started yelling at you. Again.

You rushed inside, avoiding everyone.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

"You really had to yell at her?!" Rick scolded. There really was no reason for Carl to yell at you or talk to you in a disrespectful manner. "Well, no, but—"

"—But you need to apologize."

"She shouldn't have snuck out! It's dangerous," Carl retorted.

"And she is old enough to make her own decisions. I agree, it's dangerous and she shouldn't have snuck out. But that was her choice and you should have respected that." Carl stayed quiet this time, letting Rick finish.

"—You can't treat people like that, Carl. Son, I love you. But that was horrible. I want you to go apologize to her. Don't lose her 'cause you said something stupid. She's a good one. You do not wanna sit on a rocking chair at ninety and call her, the one that got away."

"I'm sorry, dad." Carl said. "I know. Now, go."

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

Carl entered the house with the yellow door (group's house), Carl sighed and called out, "Hey, Y/N, are you here?"

You sat on the couch, curled up into a ball. Your cheeks were red and puffy from crying. "Hey, oh, Y/N," you heard from behind you.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean all that bullshit I said. I was horrible."

Carl sat down next to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. You looked up, eyes watering again. "Don't cry, please. I'm sorry. I'm the biggest asshole on the planet. I'm so fucking sorry, Y/N."

You nudged closer and wrapped your arms around him, hugging him tight. "I'm sorry," he whispered in your ear once more.

»»————<3———-««

damn guys

inside i was dying frrr

did anyone catch the catwoman/batman reference? :D

anyway this was fun!!! send more reqs yall<3333

he totally wants me<3

[shanesbluechicken]

Im back and i see you doing mythical creature reader requests 👀

Not really a mytical creature but could I ask for a Shane x male! Death! Reader? Like the reader is a reaper and the embodiment of death, which is a bit funny because he runs a farm and takes care of animals

I also think it would be funny if reader uses his own scythe to cut weeds and they immedietly wilt under the blade

-🦝

The farmer is the grim reaper (Shane)

So I know you requested a male farmer, but I noticed that I totally forgot to mention it anywhere when I finished. But I didn't write down any scenes or opportunities that would need a specification so I hope that this neutral version suits you as well❤

If you still want it changed then let me know in the ask box and I'll write it over immediately🤗

TW: mentions of death, mentions of suicide, mentions of alcohol

Gender: neutral

Of course he knew from the beginning that you're a little bit different. From your whole strange ominous aura to that oddly looking scythe. It's just weird to have something like that when you're living in a city, but maybe you used to have a separate garden outside of it? Who knows?

Since you didn't have a kitchen when you first moved into the old farm Marnie made him bring food over from time to time. In these times he noticed how you never used your own scythe to cut down the grass and you somehow always seem to know when he was coming over. Even without him or Marnie announcing it to you beforehand.

He would stand behind you with the box and you already knew it was Shane by saying his name. That never failed to send a slight shiver down his spine.

That one night when he was laying at the edge of the cliff surrounded by empty beer cans he saw a black, hooded figure walk up to him. No, it couldn't be described as walking, it seemed more like they were floating over the ground. Not even the light breeze was able to move the dark cloak that covered their entire appearance, making it impossible to see how they looked like.

Maybe it was his drunk mind, but it looked like the figure froze in their tracks as they came closer and they shook their head slightly.

"Now is not your time."

It wasn't just one singular voice talking to him. It was as if the entire world population was speaking through their mouth like a large group of people talking at the same time. Then as slowly as they arrived, they vanished into the night.

What the figure didn't realize is that Shane recognized the scythe they held during their encounter. It was most definitely yours.

For the next days he couldn't shake off the feeling that he escaped something and he had his theories, but his mind refused to believe in them. Considering the situation and the way you looked it honestly seemed like he was about to die and that you were were grim reaper who came for him. Only that he was still very much alive.

All of that leads to this exact moment. Shane is pacing like a tiger in a cage infront of your porch, mumbling nonsense like a lunatic. The events of that night haunt him in his dreams everytime he falls asleep and every morning he wakes up drenched in his on sweat and clinging onto his chest.

The second you open the door the words just burst out of him.

"You think this is a fucking joke?!"

"Shane, what-"

"You like scaring the shit out of me like that, huh? Is that funny to you? Do you find it funny mocking me like this?"

He wouldn't have been surprised if the entire town heard him. Shane doesn't remember the last time he YELLED like this at anyone.

Oddly enough you don't even flinch. You simply close your eyes and let out a tired sigh as if he was some salesman coming to your door to talk you into a bad insurance contract.

"Come inside. We need to talk."

He expected a slap in the face or for you to scream back at least just as loud. Not this. Telling him calmly to enter your house.

That's when his wild theories and suspicions got confirmed. There is a mix of emotions clashing deep inside of him. A part of him hoped you were indeed just mocking him back then and the other part hoped that you weren't that cruel.

"Wait so...you're THE grim reaper?"

"I'm ONE grim reaper."

"So there are several?"

"Of course! If I'd be the only one then I wouldn't be able to take care of this farm wouldn't I?"

Much to your surprise he takes the information very well. You just have to expect to be bombarded with a lot of questions. Some more ridiculous than others.

"Can one apply to this job normally?"

"So you're basically working in customer service?"

"Do you have something similar to company parties where all the grim reapers meet up, talk about the weather and drink punch?"

But you're beyond happy to see that he isn't scared or freaked out at all and it feels like a weight fell off your shoulders. It's nice to finally share this with someone.

"Do you decide who dies and who doesn't?"

"No, we just pick up the souls to help them pass."

"Then what happened? At the cliff? You didn't show up to say hi, that's for sure."

The look on your face suddenly turns incredibly serious. It's obvious that you're fighting with yourself, whether you should answer his question or not.

"I cheated death that night. I broke our rules by letting you live."

"Why?"

"I didn't want you to die. It was an act of selfishness."

"Do you regret it?"

"Absolutely not."

There is an awfully long pause in which neither of you said anything. Your eyes looked up at the stars and the light of the torches around your house gave your face a mysterious look. That's when he realizes that your beauty is undeniable and completely out of this world. His heart is nearly beating out of his chest and his throat feels incredibly dry. What is this feeling? Shane can't find the words for it, but your enchanting appearance feels like a force of nature. It makes his knees weak.

"How exactly does that work? Isn't every person's fate set in stone or some similar bullshit?"

"Nothing is set in stone. Every person has a variety of futures ahead of them and it's impossible to predict which one of them will come true. Only once in every human's life they align and share the exact same outcome. They die."

"How am I alive then?"

"Your death was inevitable as well, but I still looked through your futures in hopes to find a hole, an alternative so that you can continue life. While I searched I came across a future, burried deeply underneath the other ones. I walk away and grant you temporary immortality."

He's speechless, doesn't even realize that his hands are shaking. Shane has no idea what to think of your confession, but he does set a goal for himself. You may never regret saving his life, but he won't take any chances. He will make sure to get the most out of his life starting right now.

Masterlist

[cariciapadre]

Ok so I’ve been listening to Highly Suspect and it’s making me think about UW cause of course it is

I have a headcanon that Padre was an addict before he found God, and that him absolutely blowing the fuck up at Caricias after the Mimosin Twins died, is in part, him remembering the type of man he formerly was and how it almost ruined his life / killed him.

Knowing it was now too late for the twins, that they wouldn’t get a second chance like he did, and grieving for them. That’s why “God cannot (back off) , not ever!” Because being lead astray for even a moment can end in tragedy.

*I’m washing all my history away*

*You can change or you can stay the same*

*I’m hoping that these memories will fade*

*Hallelujah*

FUCKING CHRIST ANON IM SPIRALING OVER THIS YEASSS

i canot handle hcs w padre / caricias / the twins , zbecause then i go crazy and start pacing like an animal in its cage

i always thought the hc of padre being an addict was so intresting because it makes his reaction to the crew finding the drugs way deeper than just * god forbids drugs in the bible * , it becomes him trying to protect his soldiers from a path that he knew too well could become dangerous , especially under such poor leadership . THIS ASK HAS ME PACINF AROUND MY HOUSE ANON AAGHHHHHHHHHHH

[yoooespinosa]

please do a part 2 for the draco fic where he rejects her i cant be left like that also would love for them to end up together

a/n: I feel like its rushed, idk. I didn't even like how the first part came out, so I had no motivation for this one. Im sorry, I tried lmao.

here’s part 1

"Y/l/n!" A voice just a few ways down the corridor called, the person you've been trying to avoid.

You increased your pace, dodging the people around you and their swinging bags they carried. You knew he called you out in the middle of a crowded corridor because it would be harder for you to get away, which only multiplied your irritation.

"Y/l/n!" He called louder, sounding closer, only making you walk away faster.

"Y/n." He latched onto your wrist, once you escaped the crowd of students, you groaned in frustration.

"What, Malfoy?" Turning to him and yanking your arm free.

He looked taken aback that you actually acknowledged him, unlike the incidents before. He sputtered, you almost laughed in his face-- because, Draco Malfoy, sputtering? You've never seen that before.

"If you're just going to gawk at me like a weirdo," Already turning away. "then I think I'll take my leave."

"No!" He said a little too loudly. Lower this time "No, look, can we talk."

You pursed your lips, masking your face with the indifference that he normally carried himself with. "We don't have anything to talk about."

Once again, you turned away, managing to get four steps in this time.

“Look, can i just-“ He cuts himself off when your steps don’t falter. “Y/n, please.”

You immediately pause mid-step. He sounded, desperate. You let out a silent sigh, slowly turning to face him, his eyes were burning into yours once you met them.

You stare at him until he casts his eyes downcast. “I’m sorry.” He mumbles.

“What?” Your eyebrows furrow, surely he doesn’t expect you to accept that pitiful apology. “I didn’t hear you.”

“I’m sorry, okay?” He snaps at you, meeting your gaze once again.

You raise you eyebrow at him, unamused.

“I’m sorry.” Once again, more sincere this time.

Yet, you couldn’t find it in yourself to forgive him, not right now at least. You didn’t care if it took a lot in him to pack up the courage and apologize, you refuse to let Draco Malfoy walk all over you again. He’ll have to earn your forgiveness.

You stare at him blankly for a few seconds, his cheeks flush and once again looks away from you.

“I bet you are.” A mumbled response as you walk away from him, just like you walked away from him on the night of his rejection, yet this time you didn’t carry the burden of a broken heart.

Lotus flowers. He somehow got you a bouquet of lotus flowers, your favorite. You’re not sure how he even managed to do that, with such flowers, but he did.

You couldn’t deny the way your heart fluttered when you looked up and met his grey eyes, shining with hopefulness, a few ways down the slytherin table in the great hall.

You hadn’t talked to him in a few days and he hadn’t seeked you out, a part of you was a little disappointed, but now that feeling disintegrated.

You actually haven’t talked to the three other slytherins sitting around him either. They apologized too and you reluctantly accepted, but still chose to surround yourself with other people, people who wouldn’t laugh at you behind your back.

“He’s really trying, isn’t he?” Tracey Davis chuckled softly from her place next you, gazing at the beautiful flowers you held in your hand.

“I guess.” You mumble, pursing your lips in thought.

“Well, are you going to forgive him or carry it out a little longer?” Milicent asks, with a smirk adorning her face, you already knew which choice she’d prefer.

You smirk back at her before swiftly casting an incendio to the beautiful flowers, you only regretted it a little, but it was all worth it once you saw the look on his face.

His mask crumbled. Good, i’ll incendio his flowers like he did my heart, you thought bitterly.

The next advance he made was when you were next to your favorite window, in the abandoned corridor. The sun was close to setting, making a beautiful orange tint cast across the corridor.

You heard footsteps, each once coming closer to you and you immediately knew it was him. You had felt him staring at you all day, each one getting harder to ignore. Especially the ones that were burning through your skull when you were around Harry.

But you never gave him the satisfaction of meeting his eye. You completely ignored him, as if he wasn’t there, as if you he was easily dismissible.

“Y/n.” He calls your name once he reached you, voice obviously trying to seem casual.

A noncommittal hum was your response, not bothering to look up from the book you had on your lap, still casually leaning against the wall, basking in the orange rays that hit you.

“Y/n.” His voice was softer this time, softer than you’ve ever heard before, making your head snap to his automatically.

In his arms were a bunch of your favorite sweets, you weren’t sure how he knew which you preferred. You raise your eyebrow in question.

“I know how you like to snack.” He mumbles, laying down the foods next to you, he rambles on. “I know you usually like to watch the sun go down by the black lake, but since it’s colder out i knew you’d be here. You were always the type that liked to snack a lot— i already said that, sorry...i brought your favorites.” He looked at you sheepishly.

You never seen him look so... shy. You were stumped, didn’t even know what to say. You just stared at the food next to you for a minute.

“Thanks,” You say slowly, still trying to process. “How did you know these were my favorites?”

He shrugged, half-heartedly. “I paid attention.”

You scoffed, that same bitter feeling washing over you for a second. “Honestly Malfoy, these attempts at getting at me are getting more pathetic each time.” You reused his words.

Regretting it immediately, when he flinched. Looking pained by it. You wanted to enjoy his pain, but nothing about it satisfied you, not anymore it seemed, not when he’s so clearly trying.

He gave you a washed-out smile, “I hope you enjoy them.” Then walked away, you listened till you could no longer hear his footsteps.

You were walking side by side with Harry, desperately trying to listen to the story he was telling you. His hands were whisking in the air, adding dramatics, and every so often he’d have to push his glasses up. You would usually find this amusing, but you were distracted.

Draco had been doing nice things for you all week. You were trying hard to hold this grudge you built, but with you each soft smile and saddened eyes he sent your way, your resolved crumbled.

The butterflies hesitantly coming out their cage.

And he did seem sorry, truly he did, you were so close to forgiving him. You don’t know what was holding you back anymore.

You met his eyes from across the corridor, his eyes softening once meeting yours, then hardening a second later when seeing who was next to you. Yet, he kept his path to you.

“May i talk to you?” He asked softly, not acknowledging Harry, who stopped his animated story.

You looked at the green eyed boy next to you, he took the hint and turned down the opposite corridor. “Yeah, sure.”

That familiar streak of hope flashes through his eyes as he led you down to the gardens to the bench that you loved to occupy.

“I wanted to say i’m sorry, again.” He said once you both were seated, your knees knocked against his when he turned his body towards you.

You nodded, signaling him to go on.

“It was wrong for me to treat you like that, to say those things.” He took a deep breath. “I was stupid, i took advantage of the best thing that ever happened to me. You were always so good to me, treating me with kindness that i didn’t deserve. Will never deserve.”

“Dra-“ He cut you off gently.

“No, just let me get this out first.” He placed his hand over yours timidly, when you didn’t pull away, he interlocked his fingers with yours. “You did things for me that no one else has ever done. I was flattered at first, when i first realized you liked me, i didn’t think you could ever like me. You’ve always been so beautiful, i never thought i would have a chance. But then i find out you liked me. I got the prettiest girl in Hogwarts to like me.” He shook his head, letting out a humorless laugh.

He continued on, “It got to my head obviously, i thought maybe if i shown my interest, you’d realize that i wasn’t as great as you thought me to be. It was so dumb of me, to act like i didn’t like you, i actually got myself to believe i didn’t.”

He moved closer to you, “I understand if you don’t forgive me, i don’t deserve it honestly. Fuck, i wouldn’t even forgive me. But, i would regret it if i didn’t at least try.”

He brought your interlocked hands closer to him, kissing the back of your hand, “So this is me, putting my heart out there, either for you to break or hold in your hands. Please forgive me and give me another chance, that i don’t deserve?”

You didn’t even know your eyes were tearing up until one slid down your cheek, before you could wipe it away, his thumb came up and did it for you.

You didn’t answer, you just placed your lips on his. Caressing his lips with your own, feverishly. Pouring out every emotion into him. He kissed you back with just the same passion. Bringing his hands to your face, caressing his thumbs on your flushing cheeks, tilting your head back as he controlled your lips. Bringing the kiss to a softer pace. Your hands played with the hair on his nape, until he pulled back.

“So, was that a yes?” He breathed a laugh, you could still see the vulnerability in his eyes.

“Yes, of course, you idiot.”

“Yeah?” He was smiling ear to ear.

“Yeah,” You kissed him breathless once more, then pulling back. “but first you have to get me another one of those bouquets.”

“Anything.” He states softly, placing his lips back on yours, as if he’s done it for years.

[a-deadly-serenade]

overall this season was pretty decent. i have some thots whats new so im gonna share them below the cut if anyone’s interested :)

so!! first off i’ll say that there were a lot of things i did really enjoy from season 4!

the action was super fun as always!! i loved all the crazy enemies and callbacks! the skeleton fight and all those little goblins they kept killing throughout were a nice touch ;) sypha’s use of her powers is INSANE her ice-chainsaw?? her WALL of fire?? electric balls?? come on. and the animation was NICE. i really wanna know who did most of the fight scenes bcuz the style is so different and it just POPS but in a really good way? 

my favorite fight has to be ofc when everyone is REUNITED yes im basic. but the THEME song going off and well, im a whore for sotn references and i CAME when i saw the leap stone ref w the winged cape or when alucard turned into a hoard of batss AND THEN HIS WOLF FORM OOOOHH BABY!!! actually episode 9 is just a straight banger.

STRIGAAA. STRIGA. oh mama i was sweating during that fight. mad kudos to her va for them growlsss

carmilla vs isaac was a lot of fun and i loved the visuals but my hype was instantly ruined when i saw her kill herself 😭but thats smth i’ll complain about later.

not all the lines were bangers, some of sypha’s swearing seemed even a bit too much at times, and it was especially jarring to be having a face-to-face death-math with literal Death and hes acting like a naughty little 5 year old thats just learnt to swear. maybe cut back on the fuck-isms? just a bit? BUT when they hit they did GOOD. “the fuck what now?” yes

ISAAC. you weren’t in this season as much but man do u still shine through. i loved his introduction back in the town where he has his night creatures digging graves and rebuilding the city 😭 and then the conversation he shares w his flyman?? obsessed.

Hector chopping his finger off and giving lenore and carmilla a good ol FUCK YOU!! as he helps isaac. we love to see it

Trevor and Sypha’s “I love you!” “I know.” <3

DEATHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

oh! alucard actually having a story & purpose in the plot? :) luv it love to see it. that being said... the Plot. 

its... ok? it’s kind of split up into 3/4 parts, as the story progresses, one eventually merges with several of the others kind of? cohesively? while leaving the other to sort itself out.

now, i didnt have too many qualms with it, it was pretty straight forward. dracula is going to be resurrected and we have sypha and trevor looking in on it, while alucard helps the nearby village and hector and isaac go on about bringing on their inevitable showdown. however, the way the story was paced and some of the decisions they made... werent so great.

st. germain for example, brought the ENTIRE momentum from the last few episodes to a halt. you have sypha and trevor fighting through heaps and heaps of monsters only to find themselves back in Targoviste where they meet the mysterious Zamfir!! and Alucard!! he’s been asked to help save this village!! all jam-packed with crazy action and animation that leaves you fired up!! and then episode 5 comes to a screeching halt and we spend nearly the entire thing on st. germain’s backstory and explaining his motives for the rest of the season

like. imma be real with you chief: he didnt need to be here lol. you could have just left varney as the main vamp in charge of bringing back big daddy drac and he could reveal to his.. idk henchmen or something that he’s death. but u gotta fill them ten 20 minute slots somehow!! he just fell so flat and unfortunately, a lot of the side-characters suffer from this this season.

i enjoyed great and zamfir, i love their desgins esp, but they really could have been fleshed out more. zamfir is shown as nothing but a spoiled brat the majority of the time she’s on screen but they wait till she’s about to die to try and turn her character around? huh? greta is given a bit more screentime but this sudden confession of feelings in the last episode felt so... huh?? why couldnt she just be dedicated to her people and show that u can love someone w/out necessarily being their partnr? i thot that was her whole thing; taking care of her people. it’s like. where did this come from. they cant have known each other more than a week at most dog 😭

it sucks they dedicated to much time to scenes that didnt really need to be there where we could have gotten this proper development, like maybe have a scene zamfir and sypha connect over struggles they’ve dealt with in the past and that has her open up about how traumatizing dracula’s attack on her city was. u could have expanded upon her role in the court and WHY she worshipped the monarchy so much instead of making it a throwaway gag about her being “crazy”. but why have that when we could instead spend the first 5 minutes of said episode watching a monotonous back-and-forth b/w varney and that big burly russian vampire who’s name im sure mor than 98% of the audience cant even remember? 

just a lot of fat that needed to be trimmed so that the actual MEAT of the story could be slow cooked to perfection. people really arent kidding when they say less is more. 

another big problem i had was there... i dont even know what to call it, re-humanization? redemption? of Lenore. like lmk if im wrong but she manipulated hector, yeah? coerced sex to slip on that ring that binds him to her?? orr whatever weird shit warren’s into. but the way they interacted, ESPECIALLY in their first major scene together was sooo uncomfortable to watch lol at first i thought perhaps hector was only playing along because well. hes enslaved to do her and carmilla’s bidding. but no, he actually LIKES her. he spares her when isaac comes around, he says that he wants to keep her as his own. and in the meantime, lenore finds time to complain to a man that’s been beaten and enslaved how upset it makes her that carmilla got angry at her 😭 or says thats she tired of isaac keeping tabs on her and wants to escape this ‘cage’. to  aman thats literally been imprisoned since youve known him 😭her death is seen as peaceful, calm, they even try and tug at ur heartstrings by swelling this sad, dramatic music as the sun rises. really? LENORE?

and carmilla’s death happened WAYY too early imo. she was the villain for practically 3 seasons and this is how she goes? isaac couldnt get more than a stab at her? his night creatures couldnt take a nibble? HECTOR couldnt even be given a chance to do somethng like come on

the resolution was... strange? it was cute!! and happy!! but i dunno if they really needed to have lisa and vlad coming back, but, like i said; it was cute! definitely not the ending i was expecting. 

i’m glad that they put their focus back on what made the show so much fun and that was the FIGHTS. they definitely helped add some much needed spice to things when scenes started to drag, but im a gal that really luvs a good story and even though reviews were raving that this season helped closed the lid on all the themes theyd been exploring, i just didnt really see that. which isnt necessarily a BAD thing, i knew i wasnt gonna find some deep introspective themes in this hack n slash horror-fantasy, its just what can turn somethng like this from an ok show to a GREAT one. 

in the end, im glad they stopped at this one and im curious to see if they really DO go ahead on making spin-offs. bcuz unfortunately, i will always be down for som new castlevania content

[romiantic]

SO Panther Megumi,,,🙇🏾‍♀️

I feel like he was probably captured an experimented on like when he was a cub so he's grown up inside a cage inside a lab

OOH MAYBE THE LAB WAS LIKE DISGUISED AS A NORMAL LIKE SCIENTIST LAB WHERE THEY'RE MORE NICE but you get in that elevator and go down a few floors and see the shit you're doing and you're like 😀

you were prolly a new intern and pressed the wrong button in the elevator and got lost lmfao

But you're walking down the hall with these cages and you happen to see this Panther curled up in the farthest corner of the cage with this heavy collar on with lights and buttons and shit and he's just :(

When he hears you, he probably shies away from the bars of the cage as much as possible

and you realize this place is doing bAd things so you make a plan with some of your friends to like expose the place woeijfhreg

And maybe like you volunteer at a reserve so that's where you take the animals

It takes awhile to get Megumi to let you get close to you. He doesn't outright attack you but he'll growl at first when he sees your hands outstretched towards him

For some reason you decide to talk to him, telling him everything's gonna be ok and you're not gonna hurt him, you just wanna help

after a bit, he lets you get close enough to take off the collar but as soon as it's off, he pulls away again

When you let him free onto the reserve he just looks confused

and you urge him that it's ok to go explore

It's all new so Megumi kinda just stands there like 🕴

But it's understandable why he wouldn't fully trust you after what he's been through

And everyday you swing by the reserve to put out fresh water in places and give the animals food, but you especially swing by where Megumi is He hasn't moved around much from the initial area you left him in. He's walked in circles and sniffed maybe a bush or two before laying down

and as the days go on, and you keep coming and talking to him and just hanging out, even just sitting at the foot of a tree and doing work, just getting him comfortable with your presence

and eventually he does get comfortable! He knows the times you swing by and slowly he starts to inch closer to you, sitting a little closer when you come by and visit

And then maybe you come by with good news that your'e gonna start actually working for the reserve and they give you a place to live on the reserve based on where you work the most (IDK WHAT TYPE OF NICE ASS RESERVE THIS IS BUT WOIHUFIREEG IT HELPS WITH THE PLOT)

And when you first move onto the reserve you don't get to spend s much time with him cause like you're moving boxes and shit and he kinda misses you and at the times when you're normally there with him, he gets antsy and paces around

when you visit at the end of the week, he's so excited to see you that he just goes straight up to you and you're like !!!!! because he normally doesn't walk up to you

If he missed you a lot, he may hesitantly nuzzle your leg (he's not used to affection)

and you tell him what you've been doing, and you sit down under your tree but to to your surprise, when you stretch your legs out, he goes to rest his head on your thighs while you talk and its just a big step because iweofhuige he's never been that close

And more time passes and one day you come with a water bottle and backpack and you get his attention and when he goes over to you like ???? You tell him you're gonna show him around the reserve cause he's stayed in that same area since he got there

he hesitantly follows you and y'all go exploring which is pretty fun after that day he's been more open to you, and sometimes it takes him awhile to run up to you cause he's somewhere else on the reserve

IUWEHWIFH THIS IS SO WEIRDLY FORMATTED ND ITS A LOT OF WRITING IM SORRY

The first time you saw him in his human form it was probably on a super hot day and his panther is black and it has fur so he's probably hot

WEOFIJEWIFOWJ YOU GO TO WHERE YOU NORMALLY MEET HIM AND HE'S SURPRISED CAUSE YOU DON'T NORMALLY COME THAT EARLY AND YOU JUST SEE THIS DUDE SITTING UNDER A TREE WITH BLACK EARS AND A TAIL AND JUST A PAIR OF BLACK PANTS AND YOU'RE LIKE 😀

AND HE GOES

"Uh"

OIWJFOEJWF AND HE HAS TO EXPLAIN HIMSELF BEFORE YOU HAVE A STROKE OR SOMETHING

AND YOU OFFER HIM TO COME INTO YOUR APARTMENT FOR AIR CONDITIONING AND LIKE A COOL SHOWER

Please you gotta give him a shirt before you have a stroke cause all he was wearing before was a pair of pants

and after, you pour him some ice tea and sit at your table and just talk for the first time

LMAO IMMA END THIS ASK HERE IT GOT SO FUCKING LONG IM REALLY SORRY

NO NO YOURE FINE BUBBLES

OMG I LOVED ALL OF THIS

and poor megumi for suffering so much :((

but it’s good that he gets somewhat of a happy ending. idk about the rest but hopefully he does

okay but this storyline is kind of making me scared for the angst

cause that tiger yuji and tiger sukuna angst almost had me CRYING 💔💔

[kjmsupremacist]

If you could give each NCT Member a super power which one would it be?also pick one for yourself :D I'm not sure if someone asked this before but i thought it might be fun - 🥢

omg okay sjdkfsjd see under the cut hehe!!

Taeyong - this is dangerous but I’d give him the ability to speak to animals . He’d probably like, go to the woods and never come back but I think he’d be quite happy

Kun - mind control so he can stop the neos from doing stupid shit he’s the only one I’d trust with this anyway

Taeil - mind reading I’d love to see what he’d do with it

Johnny - invulnerability, like Luke cage-style. Also this isn’t a superpower (but isn’t it tho?) uh I just think he deserves an ass 😔

Yuta - I think he deserves to change the weather on a whim. Would this be horrible because he’s an evil little scorpio. yes. But I don’t care I think it would be super sexy

Doyoung - he gets super strength I want to see him cold clock a ssang so bad. Like one punch K.O. same day shipping to god kinda shit

Ten - this is kind of boring but healing and here’s why: 1) I want him to live forever 2) he loves dancing more than like literally anything I think and I want him to always have that. The only problem is he’s evil and he’d probably weaponize this but that’s fine

Jaehyun - invisibility so he can come and go as he pleases. He wants literally NOTHING to do with nctzens and I respect that so hard

Sicheng - Just like. Super lucky. Like granted every opportunity to be successful (sm let him act goddammit)

Jungwoo - he’s like. Frothing at the mouth as it is I think we might as well let him secrete venom. Jungwoo ssangs watch ur backs you get too close and this mf will bite you and kill you instantly. Fuck around and find out.

Yukhei - I was so compelled by Lucas as Elsa so he can have control over ice and water and shit. I know it’s a bad idea to give him control over anything but somehow this feels like the safest choice. I would also say this means he can breathe underwater. yukhei waterbender? I don’t know.

Mark - I’m so worried about this dude I’m gonna say that 1 hour of sleep is like 10 so that he’s always well-rested and healthy. Like he’s a power-sleeper lmfao. or we could have spider-mark HAHA

Dejun - okay im being serious what else does this man need in life. He’s beautiful, he’s talented, he’s loved. I guess I’d give him like, super vision, kinda like hawkeye? so he can snipe the other neos

Kunhang - superspeed. I think that’s the pace his mind already works at so it would like, fit.

Renjun - I think renjun deserves to be able to light shit on fire with his mind. Would the entire sm complex be in ashes within 24 hours. yes. Good for him.

Jeno - telekinesis! I just think he’d have fun with it and maybe be able to get back at the dreamies for bullying him all the time for no reason

Donghyuck - I’m afraid to give him any kind of power at all. like. what power could i give him that WOULDNT immediately backfire. I guess it would be kinda funny if he was like ant-man

Jaemin - this is a TERRIBLE idea because he’s a strange little dude but whatever scarlet witch has going on. that.

Yangyang - oh god. um. As horrific as it would be for literally everyone who knows him, I’d give him teleportation. It just… fits his vibe, I think.

Shotaro - he’s a sweetheart so I think?? I can trust him with being able to inflict pain with his mind. Like it’s kind of dark but I think he needs to have something to protect him from like. His managers ?

Sungchan - I think it would be kinda sick and also really sweet if he could control plants

Chenle - super-hearing I just feel like he knows everybody’s secrets as it is… I think it would be hilarious if he just kept overhearing shit from a building away and he’s like… slowly crafting court cases against all his members

Jisung - I’d like to give him flight. I just think he’d have an absolute ball with it, and I like the image of him levitating

and as for me, I’m claiming shape-shifting! I just like it because it’s all encompassing (like, if I want to fly I can just grow wings, etc), also I want to be able to change my body on a whim--like. some days I just wanna remove my titties but other days they’re kinda nice to have around. also i think i deserve fangs.

[michealsheep]

Dark!Xavier x F!Reader

Title: Festering bruises, and angry eyes. 

Word Count: 4.7k 

Warnings!: Xavier being rough, implications of murder. Lots of cussing. 

Summary: Xavier is pissed at y/n thinking she had the audacity to cheat, finding out the truth, that another camper hit her sent him into a blind rage. 

Requested by : Lovely Anon!!!! P.s I wish you specified where the bruise is cause I struggled thinking of one :/. Its okay though I love you :)

Staring at her reflection was odd. She was used to being a bit bruised, and broken. But usually she’d find arousal, and a sense of pride in those markings. But those marks were also from Xavier. Lightly tracing the swelling bruise on her left cheek, she grimaced. 

She didn’t like it, it felt wrong to be touched and marked by another. She only liked it when Xavier was rough with her.  She couldn’t cover it up, it was huge. And gruesome. Strangely pretty, the blues, greens, and purples made an aesthetic arrangement covering her whole cheek

That was just her opinion, and maybe Xaviers, she liked it when he complemented his work on her body. It was like she was the canvas, and he was a brutal artist. Dropping her hands back to her sides, she shook her head. 

She wondered how he’d react, he tended to blow things out of proportions. But that was another toxic thing she was enamored with. Breathing in sharply, she walked out of her rustic cabin. The cool morning air hissed at her skin, she paid it no mind as she walked to the dining hall.

Ignoring the stares of her fellow counselors, they knew what happened already. She thought, I mean how could they not know? Anyone and everyones business was spread like wildfire here. 

Just how everyone knew she was Xaviers plaything for the summer. And any moves made on her were taboo. While Xavier could fuck anyone he wanted, when he finally got y/n, he settled down. No one could really handle what an intense fuck he was like her. 

Another thing he liked about her she thought. Walking inside, she searched the room, looking for her lover? She didn't know what to call him, but once her gazed landed on him, confusion took over. His gaze had an intense fury, one she only saw when others tried to get her pants. But it was never directed at her. 

Staring at the storm in his eyes, he looked like a predator stalking his prey. Waiting to go in for the kill. Stepping towards him y/n legs shook with anticipation. A small bit of arousal pooled in her stomach, she couldn't help it. 

He always found a way to make her horny. No matter if he was wearing his normal mask, or the true sociopath of camp redwood. Upon reaching him, his aura seemed like a ticking time bomb. And she for once couldn't wait for him to explode. 

“Be back in your cabin, in five minutes or else.” He practically growled in her ear. Nodding slowly she looked back at him. His gaze was glued to her swollen bruise, festering on her skin. Tearing his gaze from her injury, his glare intensified before he sauntered off and out the door. Shaking off her nerves, she waited a minute or so before she walked back to her temporary home.

She expected as soon as she walked in to be slammed against her cabins wall, and probably intensely fucked. Her stomach churned with excitement and she hurried her pace. She definitely didn’t expect him to be pacing her small cabin, like a caged animal. 

Taking a tentative step towards him, she reached out and touched his shoulder. “X, whats wrong?” She gasped sharply when he slammed her into the wall by her shoulders, her brain ricocheting against her skull. 

“I thought you were fucking stupid, but not this fucking stupid. Fuck, your such an ungreatful whore. Your so fucking lucky you take my dick so well-” His hands tightened around her shoulders, digging in painfully. 

She didn’t mean to interrupt him, it’s never good to interrupt him when hes mad, but she couldn't help the explicit moan to leave her lips. “X-” 

He growled, only increasing the pooling arousal deep in her gut. “Listen to me when im fucking talking to you, whores don’t get to speak, unless I ask you a fucking question. Who was it? Who did you do it with? And don’t lie to me” 

Furrowing her eyebrows at him, she spoke softly. “Baby, who did I do what with?” She stared into his eyes, she could see the anger, resentment and maybe, just maybe a hint of hurt. 

“WHO DID YOU FUCKING SLEEP WITH, FUCK. DO I NEED TO SPELL IT OUT FOR YOU?” He screamed in her face, she laughed lightly. From the pain and numbness in her shoulders, she’d need to explain quick. She spoke as he opened his mouth, his nostril flaring. 

“X. You really are stupid, i’d never cheat on you. You know Johnathon? The one who has a crush on you. Me and him got into a fight, because he was being a jealous little bitch. And he slapped me. Fucker got me good too. Almost ruined slapping as a kink for me to be honest.” 

His gaze flickered all over your face for a moment, before a dawning a look of realization. His gaze softened every so slightly, he removed his hands. Lightly caressing her bruises for a moment. 

“Y/n, babe. I gotta take care of someone. I’ll come by later tonight, and make it up to you, yeah?”

[fishandships]

Voice Ask meme (ty @aspaceaceshipping!!)

this is SO LONG im sorry ahhhh and also i tried to start out quiet but i got excited and got loud so sorry again haha ;w; but i’m borrowing the idea to include a transcript from @singingdeepinme because that’s brilliant for multiple reasons, which i’m putting under a cut for spoilers:

4. Mention one of my favorite canon moments involving my f/o(s).

i definitely Went Off about the scene before from The Phantom Menace - like THE iconic Maul scene from The Phantom Menace - where he’s facing off against Qui-Gon and they’re in that weird…corridor with all the weird laser doors that periodically slide open and then slam closed and like…who designed this? what purpose does it serve? other than being really cool or really…tragic (depending on whose side you’re on *laughs awkwardly*) but anyway! so the doors slam shut and separate them right in the middle of their fight, and there’s a– there’s like a very clear contrast in the Jedi vs. the Sith in how they handle this situation where Qui-Gon takes this moment to, you know, meditate and sort of center himself (for all the good that it did ‘im *laughs awkwardly* sorry) and Maul…in contrast, he is impatient because, he, you know, the Sith don’t do the whole ‘reign in your emotions’ thing so he is full-on impatient, he’s pacing, he’s watching Qui-Gon, like, and i remember, and i said this before when i ranted about this scene before, but as a kid seeing this scene for the first time even though a LOT of the movie went over my head because i was very young at the time and Star Wars is not a kids’ series - at least not the movies - totally went over my head, but i did recognize this very clear predatory vibe, like a caged animal vibe that Maul was giving off like he was pacing like he was like a zoo animal that really wants to bust through the glass and attack that, you know, small child on the other side or whatever, and i just, i was floored. it was so cool and so intense and i was a huge fan from there on out and its still, like, just thinking about it is like, *having a Moment* hoo, it’s just…wow.

But then more recently having seen The Clone Wars i would also consider in my favorite canon moments, i mean, literally any interaction between Maul and Savage. *getting emotional* oh my god, i love them both so much. they’re *sighs* so messed up and all they have is each other and they care so much about each other in their own kind of messed-up way, and it just hurts my heart but…i get that it’s not..*sighs*…the horrific stuff that happened to both of them…it’s not an ideal situation, and they’re both - especially Maul, i think, he’s so lonely and he’s so desperate for positive recognition because he’s literally never had it, ever, from the time that he was born, nobody has ever given him any kind of positive affection or recognition or anything…that’s gonna fuck a kid up! and you can definitely see that he’s still pretty fucked up from it! and i don’t think he even understands that that’s what he really wants. but in their sort of dysfunctional brotherly relationship he and Savage kind of get that. like i said, it’s not ideal, but they do love each other even if they don’t know how they’re supposed to show it - Maul because of how fucked-up he was raised and Savage because of his…brain being so fucked-up from all the mind control…*super emotional* it’s awful, it’s awful, and it breaks my heart, but i’m glad they have each other.

13. Try to imitate my f/o(s) voice. Or, give one or two of my favorite quotes from them.

since i cannot…do a…i can’t do a British accent; it sounds bad, from me…so i’m gonna go with the latter half of the question and, somebody actually brought this up to me very recently because this scene makes me so emotional - you just heard me rant so long about Maul and Savage - so that scene when they’re marooned, for lack of a better term, and their bodies start to shut down, they go into a state of hypothermia, and then when Maul wakes up, literally the first thing - he literally can’t see yet, and he can’t move, but he- literally the first thing he does is go “where’s Savage”. and *getting really emotional* it just breaks my heart. the first thing he thinks to care about is his brother. *legit laugh-crying* and i love that scene - it makes me so sad but i love it so much because its just, like, “Where’s my brother”. this is the one thing he cares about in the entire universe, the only thing he’s ever had to care about in the entire universe, and i just– oh my god - i just feel like that says more about him that literally any scene or line, probably, in the entirety of anything he’s been in (except possibly The Son of Dathomir comics but that’s a Whole Thing and i’m not gonna get into that right now cause i’m not done! with this question!)

are you guys sick of hearing me talk yet cause you can skip this but the other line that i really love of his is, “You may think i am evil. i am not. i am efficient.”

…Maul i hate to break this to you but you’re super evil. you’re super evil. you are also efficient, but *laughing* very much still evil. like really evil and horrible (you’re a horrible person. i love you, but you’re a horrible person, and you’re evil. you’re definitely evil.) but also the “efficient villain” is one of my favorite types - i mean, you see that in, like, the rest of my F/Os who are villains - they’re all this type, Thrawn and Sendak especially, where they don’t waste time and energy with things or people that don’t work for them and their plans. yes, it’s absolutely awful, but..you really can’t argue that it is more effective (until the hero proves that the loyalty of your friends is the most effective strategy but you hopefully get what i’m saying). it works until the plot calls for the underdog to rise up and save the day but hopefully that makes sense *laughs*. i’m not a villain apologist, i’m a villain empathizer. that’s what i’m going with here.  

[comicsnas]

TG: you on your way home yet TG: hey TG: john babe youre makin me nervous TG: if you forgot to charge your phone again i swear to god im having powerbanks sewn into your jackets TG: come on TG: why cant i reach your driver either i thought maybe youre just stuck in la traffic TG: la traffique as the french say TG: hello TG: fuck. please TG: alright

TG: hey alan TT: Hey, Dave. TG: sorry to just cold open this but could you do me a solid and track john down real quick TT: One sec. TT: [coordinates] TT: He’s on the move. In the air, seems like. TT: Headed pretty straight to Washington from the looks of it. TG: shit TT: Yeah. TG: alright could you maybe give me a quick ping when he stops moving or if he goes anywhere else TG: you dont gotta do nothing else just let me know would that be ok TT: Sure thing. TG: thank you TG: you take hourly payment in bigmacs if memory serves is that right TT: This one’s on the house. TG: no the fuck it aint im sending you a burger TT: Fine. TT: We can make it Whoppers, if that makes you feel any better. TG: not recently actually i think theres something going on with bk but i sure as fucking christ hope thats not relevant right now TG: nice of you to offer though youre a real one TT: Allegedly. TT: Godspeed.

TG: rose TT: Dawon. TG: theres problems TT: I’m on my way.

Your name is Dave Strider, and you are not panicking.

She wouldn’t hurt John, is what you tell yourself, is what you have to keep telling yourself. There is something about him, and you don’t know what it is, nobody does, you doubt she knows what it is, but he actually means something to her. She wouldn’t hurt him. She can’t. You have to tell yourself that.

There was a time when you also didn’t think she would come to harm you. There was a time when you didn’t think she was going to kill people over this. Whenever there are times when you think that this is it, it’s not getting any more brutal than this, she proves you wrong.

But you aren’t panicking.

Rose says, “Dawon, sit the fuck down.”

“No,” you say, and continue pacing through your living room, John’s living room, in his house that he bought and then let you move into just a few months later. It’s the middle of the night, you’re tired out of your mind, but you’re not panicking.

“You are scaring the children.”

That gets you to stop. You turn, and your sister is sitting on the couch with Roxy on one knee and Dirk on the other, both of them looking as tired and cranky as you feel, but you know that that’s on you. Dirk picks up on your moods so quickly, you pacing around like a caged animal will make him nervous just from watching, and Roxy had to be roused from sleep so Rose could come here and be there for you. To keep you from panicking, which is not something you are doing.

Your baby brother is glaring at you while chewing on his little chubby fist, and your shoulders droop, and you just sit down right there on the floor. “I’m sorry,” you say.

“It’s quite alright,” Rose says, and starts bouncing Dirk gently. “The premiere is supposed to be when, again. Thursday?”

“Thursday, yeah.” You rub your palm over your forehead, and when you close your eyes, you feel like you pass out for a second. What if she does do something to John this time, though.

Rose hums. “She doesn’t want the movie published.”

“Well, no, of course she doesn’t,” you mumble. “And she doesn’t want her son hanging out with me, because this is fuckin’ Westside Story, but with aliens and murder.”

“It’s what Shakespeare would have wanted,” Rose says. “She’s aware that we will come for him, you know.”

It’s the we in that sentence that makes you feel more awake again, and you glance up at her from between your fingers. “Uh huh?” you prompt.

“Mhm,” Rose says. “Here is what she wants to happen, dear. The timing of this is, of course, impeccable. I have no doubt that it was in part inspired by your daring Academy Awards gear, but more than getting back at you for that, she wants the movie thwarted. She wants you to lose your steam and put it on the backburner, pack your bags, fly to Washington, and face her. Tired, scared, and angry, so she can kill you before the world will ever see what you had in store with this one. Are you going to do that, Dawon?”

You pull your knees to your chest, and press both of your hands to your face. Rose is right, you know she is, because she always is, but it’s hard to force your mind to agree. In your head, this is all about John, and you need to come and help him, protect him from what he can’t fight all alone. But maybe it isn’t. Maybe this is about you, as awful and strange as that thought may be for you. “No,” you say, muffled against your palms. “No, I won’t.”

“Atta, boy,” Rose says softly. “I realize that sleep might not be in the cards, but you will rest tonight, at least. I am staying here with you. And in the morning, darling, you will get up and you will make coffee, you will put on your big boy pants and you will go to work, and you will finish your movie. It will premiere on Thursday, and she can go choke on it.”

You sniffle and nod, feeling about half your size. “What about John?” you ask your hands.

“Oh,” Rose says, “we are very much coming to get him.”

“She’ll see us coming.”

When you look up from behind your hands, Dirk’s eyes are closed, and his head is resting against your sister’s chest. Rose is looking right at you, unwavering. She says, “Then we best put on a show.”

[dominarava]

YOOOO dog u should totally write some nasty adorable dom ghostface.

oh man your lucky im so hard for him rn lol

i tried something a little different this time and made the subject gender neutral so everyone could have a good time with the ghostman~

Warnings: um i think dub-con, sex, & some pretty violent shit

--

Hello~ My name is-- Mr. Fear~

--

Curious eyes at the bar lead to quiet conversation. Clinging to his side rest his camera. A journalist. Introducing himself as a Mr. Jed Olsen, he was relatively new to the area. Floating conversations danced around their head as he went on about his job and asked about their life. How shaking it was when he popped up a few days later at the store, taken with him though and the smooth of his conversation coupled with his good looks let the question slip.

"You wanna grab a drink sometime again?"

A sly smile stopped their heart, "We had such a good time last time, why not?"

Soon it became a regular thing to run into one another. Having a drink or just around town, he always seemed to be lingering nearby. How sweet the bitter taste of their sorrows spilling in to his lap became with his keen interest in every piece about them. Even going so far as to lament about this growing feeling swallowing them alive, this consuming paranoia of constantly being watched. The figure lurking in the shadows that had been following them tormented their head space and even crept into the safety of their dreams. Though he kept his cool the fact he was getting so far under their skin was just as thrilling as his grande finale. Knowing when their resolve finally broke, the shift in their closeness to him let another simple question fall from their lips in a dripping slur.

"Your place or mine?"

"Yours."

A brush away for him to dip away into the men's room let him come back with a wafting scent of a heavy musk to refresh himself. Enamored they had no qualms about the suffocating scent as they nearly drug him back to their place with giggling grins shared between them. Something about him demanded to be in the lime light of their affection, but even so, he drilled them on more details of their life that wouldn't be so easily given up. He knew how to pull the answers he wanted though, almost uncaring to any of those that could have heard him on the darkened streets.

"What was your first car?"

"Who do you listen to most often?"

"Did you ever want to leave this city?"

"Has someone ever broken your heart?"

Inquiries about every part of them made them feel like someone cared for once, easily falling into the safety net of his facade as he kept them as close as he could. Never would they ever be able to forget the surrounding fragrance of his cologne when he pulled them in for a heated kiss beyond the shine of the late street lamps. It felt like they weren't ever going to make it home, feeling a jolt of excitement when their front door came into view with their prize from the bar being holding their hand tight.

Burying his lips against their neck he murmured quietly as they fell through the front door with their affection, "Would you believe me if I said you were my first?"

"No?" They chuckled quietly, "You're way too good looking to be a virgin."

"Mm you think so?" He thought aloud before giving them a tap on the rear, "Go freshen up while I make myself more comfortable."

Too drunk to really give much mind, they took off for their bathroom to clean up a touch before getting into the depths of their probable short encounter. The mirror looking back at their own intoxicated visage almost made them reconsider what was happening, but the pump of desire ripping them apart wasn't about to be ignored as they made their way back into their bedroom. Taking the breath from their chest, it was strange to see a camera on a tripod hanging out at the end of their bed.

A scream almost cut the silence as a leather clad hand wrapped over their eyes, "Shh-shh-shh it's just me still. I hope you don't mind," He spoke with the brush of his lips against the tenderness of their ear, "I'm kinda into takin' pictures."

"Somehow that doesn't surprise me Mr. Journalist." They snickered as their barely clad frame brushed against the tight grasp of his being hugged by the buckles and leathers unseen under his clothes the entire night.

The short huff of a laugh he gave before binding their eyes made them sweat a little before the soothe of his tone danced through their ears, "Do you trust me?"

What a strange question, "I-I think so.."

"Good," The seethe was almost a sigh of ecstasy, "Get on the bed."

Familiarity guided their nervous steps to the bed before falling into the greeting of its comfort. Another instruction to remove what was left of their garments left them exposed for his eyes only. Was this the game he played? Getting someone drunk and capturing them in film them for his personal enjoyment? The idea crossed their mind more than once as they felt the brush of him moving between their legs.

A careful brush of their fingers against a hard plastic where his face should have been made even more unease crawl down their throat. Reaching for the strap that blinded them, his hand caught their wrist in movement so swift it stopped their heart.

"Don't worry, you'll get to see- but not yet. Okay?"

"Okay.." They whispered before the warm press of his lips brushed theirs, guiding their hand between their legs.

"Go on- you know what to do." He murmured in a tone so sickeningly sweet they could have melted into the bed.

Their slightly uncoordinated fingers began to lay a gentle pleasure to their heat as he shifted back off them. Silent paces of his feet around the room could be heard floating around them before they returned to their place before them. Feeling a relaxed wave wash through them as he let his hand move between their thighs, the security they felt with him was quickly shaken with the whispering shutter of a camera. Timid, their hand paused their sweet feeling only to have him soothe them with the tender wrap of his words.

"Don't worry about me- you look great~"

Still finding themselves bit taken aback by the thought, they went on as the camera shuttered a few more times with his place getting closer and closer to the intimacy they both desired. When the brush of something hard and cold came across the supple tautness of their breast, the resulting hiccup of fear that held their chest earned a hushed sigh from him before he came back down from his high to ease their worry.

"You said you trusted me right-?" The way his covered hand caressed their cheek was enough to stop anyone in their tracks with the affection laced within it.

A tense nod kept their head from giving much more than a slight nod at the rustling of what they assumed was his pants for him to reveal himself for their moment. Their was a shift in his form as it felt like he leaned back for just a breath of moment before caging them in the pin of his arms, forcing a gasp to quietly belt from their chest.

"I've been watching you-" He chimed quietly with the excited rut of his lubed cock against their sex.

Already the admission of that had their heart pounding, "What- do you mean?" They pressed as he prodded them playfully.

He didn't answer before he was inside, letting them hear the drawn out groan he gave from their tightness holding him firm with their swallowing warmth, "Mm, I mean I took an interest in you-- when I saw you-- I knew you were going to be my next big story."

Nothing prepared them for how much his girth would open them up, letting the space fill with their shaken cries as he laid into them like an animal in heat, "Oh God- I couldn't tell you-- how hard I was-- hearing you talk about that 'Shadow Man' of yours-- you looked so fucking scared," A chuckle that left him before thrusting himself to the hilt made a sickness twist in their gut, "It was so hard- not to tell you it was me~"

With a thrash and squirm they tried to get out from under him, "You fucking prick!"

Having no problem holding them still he went on, "Shh- shh- shh- I never hurt you, did I? Though I'll be honest," The sound of slipping leather and buckle jingling about was quickly silenced by the swift binding of their hands, "There were many nights I thought about not holding back-- good Lord did you tempt me-- but then I would have ruined our big night if I hadn't-- And we couldn't have that now could we?"

"Why- are you telling me this?" They tried to keep their voice level but the overwhelming pleasure of having him so deep was earth shaking.

Finally pulling the blind from their eyes, they were met with the stark white of a ghostly mask clad in black leathers and straps pulled snug around his form, "Because," He started with a deep lean in against their ear as his hips didn't give up their pace, "I want you to hear the story that'll make you famous~"

Before anything could be done to stop him, the still of his knife met the fire of their chest. Being unable to stop their own demise, their sputters of life sprayed across his mask in a gory display. How beautifully it poured and gushed around his blade as the room that was once overflowing with the sound of their pleasures now echoed with the deep, wet plunges of his true dominance. They couldn't tell for sure, but in their fading moments, it felt as if that is when he met his end as well with his pace becoming ragged from the crushing ecstasy pumping through him.

Pinning their ribcage under the stop of his tool, trembling fingers grasped for the grip of it as he grabbed his camera, "Ah- ah- ah- not before we take our final shot for the night~" The upbeat of his tone only settled to make the moment that much unbearable as he positioned himself well betwixt their legs once more.

How many times the camera shuttered before their light faded couldn't be counted, but the excitement in his job well done was the last taste of him they would have before it all went dark. Finding his fun had ended, he made short work of the mess they'd made. The mess He made. On the way out, he couldn't help but stop at their fireplace mantel to glance over all the tchotchkes and photographs that littered it. Sticking out of the inner corner of one was a wallet sized portrait he assumed had been done recently. Plucking it from the frame, he gave it a long look before the swipe of his thumb over the crisp photo of their smiling face left a rouge smear across it, "You'll be my favorite story to tell."

[bobowhooo]

Potent Savages

Genre : Drama/ Angst/ Smut/ Trigger warningsss/ Exo, oc, and blackpink gang au!

Summary : Not everyone is cut out for this kind of fast paced, but for these young, rich, savages, it’s second nature.

Chapter 13: When bad gals let loose.

                 Clever as the devil and twice as pretty.

“Try and catch me!” I yelled with a slight cheerful laugh in my words. My hair got into my eyes as i ran through the beautiful garden of the exo mansion. The sun feels so perfect with the softest touch of heat and the grass feels warm and well looked after under my feet. My white crop top flapped with the wind my jean clad legs picked up. Faintly, i could see baekhyun’s bright smile fill his handsome face while he chased after me. He’s my very own sun right here on earth. My mouth mimicked his without noticing it as my eyes stayed glued to my amazing boyfriend. I don’t even care what could be ahead of me while im running, at this point. Im so into this moment. There’s so much trust and feelings of safety and love filling my heart right now, it’s so new to me. I like it. This is the feeling of the new chapter i started after that night i set siwon and his shit on fire. Of course somewhere deep inside i feel that lately things have been to good, and that maybe something is coming for us. But we’ve never been the kind of people to worry about the future. Enjoying the now is our specialty. 

My heart became erratic when baekhyun closed in on me with his playful and gentle aura. I stopped and turned to him, looking at him sweetly as he continued to run to me. I hope he never stops running to me like this. I closed my eyes and held out my arms, waiting for only one thing. My chest bumped into his when he rushed into me. His strong arms picked me up carefully as he laughed in my ear excitedly. My face dug into his neck as my forearms crossed around his broad shoulders. 

If you saw us you would never guess we do what we do in the night. You would never guess we’re the ruthless gangsters that only want to take your shit and run. 

But i think i like that. I like this innocence i seem to get back in moments like this one. Besides, just because im holding the love of my life in my arms doesn’t mean i can’t decapitate you.

“I can’t explain how much i love you, baekhyun.” 

“What?” He spoke softly into my ear with a small chuckle. “Babe? awww, that’s so cute, you’re talking in your sleep.”

The perfect moment i was in slowly faded away as i felt my eyes slowly open. I blinked a few times to get used to the feeling after having my eyes closed for so long. The sun feels the same like in my dream, so does the grass. I looked around at the huge well kept garden around us and smiled. 

“It’s beautiful.”

“But it pales in comparison to you.” Baekhyun said lowly, as if those words were for only him to hear. His arms wrapped more tightly around mine while i leaned my back into his chest and relaxed my face next to his. Im sure we have been sitting like this under this tree for more than an hour. But it doesn’t matter since im enjoying every minute of this undeniable peace. 

“I wonder, what do boys like the exo gang want with a huge pretty garden like this one?”

“We’re sensitive too, you know? Flowers are beautiful and i like them, so there.” His pout prominent, and his eyebrows a little low, as he looked around.

“Okay, okay.” I said laughing at his expression just a bit. “I know you all are sensitive, it’s just surprising because of how perfect it is. It doesn’t look like some random gardener did this, it looks like you guys put thought and effort into this yourselves.”

“Me, suho, kai, and minseok mostly.”

“Ahhh, how interesting.”

“Plus, we couldn’t have just left this whole space empty.”

“I learn something new every day.” I said chuckling at the thought of the usually rowdy boys being so delicate in those moments. 

“Don’t get too happy, i think there’s like three bodies buried somewhere around here.”

“What? Really?” I said looking around with wide eyes at the seemingly innocent beauty of this garden.

“Nahh, im fucking with you.” He laughed at my expression. I slapped his arm softly, joining his laughter with furrowed eyebrows.

“Hey, no hitting. That’s a foul.” The man said while grabbing my hand. His eyes almost screamed how playful and happy he’s feeling right now. it’s so adorable. I used my other hand and slapped him softly on his thigh as my eyes told him to bring it on. Baekhyun wrestled me to the ground, trying to tickle my torso, as i struggle and made sounds i didn’t recognize. Who would have thought i am this ticklish. The grass wasn’t helping as it slightly brushed the back of my neck. I continued to fight off baekhyun’s arms but to no avail. I get so weak when i laugh this hard. He pinned my arms above my head and looked at me in my eyes as my laughing fit calmed down in his deep stare. He looks so amazing. His eyes telling all his feelings, his smile shining brightly, his hair falling messily as he looks down at me. My heart feels like it’s doing jumping jacks, and the butterflies in my stomach broke out of their cage. Baekhyun continued to stare into my soul before leaning down. His lips shadowed over mines in a tempting manner.

“One day you’ll be my wife. Mark my words.”

A precise shot straight to my excited heart. Ouch.

“Baekhyun, you have no-” Without letting me finish he kissed me quickly. I know he was probably scared of what i would say. If i was him i would be too. He’s probably never said something like that to anyone before. But i wish he knew that there’s not one one part of me that would ever say no to that. Not one part.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him into me. A fire ignited in me, I just want to make him feel the things i can’t say with words. The things i don’t know how to explain to him. Please feel it. My hands played in his hair roughly as the kiss became more sloppy. Baekhyun’s hands traveled under my crop top and grabbed my right breast, kneading it slowly with his soft hands. A moan escaped my mouth and entered his while i gave in to this pleasure. I can’t even describe the burning feeling i get when he kisses me. All i think about is how bad i want him to take all of me. It’s like the perfect mixture of lust and immense love for this one man.  It could be the death of me, even though it makes me feel so alive. I slid my hand down his torso to pick up his shirt. I want more of his skin exposed to me. He grunted and moved to help me get rid of the piece of clothing from his body. His eyes met mine and he smiled sweetly while i threw his shirt away somewhere. He ran a hand through his hair quickly as he eyed my offending crop top. I sat up to meet his stare better and pulled it off slowly, teasing him just a little with my pace. I think you know that baekhyun has a patience problem by now. The man bit his lip harshly, obviously trying to keep himself still in front of me. I threw the top to the side and stared at him, Planting my finger in the middle of his chest and letting it slide down. Never once looking anywhere else but his dark brown eyes.

“You drive me insane.” He said breathlessly. 

“Welcome to my world, love.” I chuckled playfully before i threw myself onto him. His arms wrapped around my torso while i made myself comfortable on top of his sitting position. 

“I feel slightly bad that the flowers are going to have to watch this.” Baekhyun spoke into my neck as he licked there. 

“I don’t. I like being watched.” 

He squeezed his eyes closed and smiled. “That mouth of yours will get you in trouble.”

“Prove it.” 

“If you two don’t get the fuck out of my innocent garden, i swear i will set something on fire.” Suho yelled from the distance. Jisoo is beside him, holding his hand tightly in hers. It looks like they were trying to have a nice stroll. Too bad. 

“Well, you said you like to be watched. Time to back up that talk, babygirl.” Baekhyun whispered into my ear.

I smirked and gripped onto his shoulders. My jeans were tight enough so that i could feel his boner, but still too thick. I couldn’t get any pleasure out of grinding on him. But i did it anyway just to piss suho off. Baekhyun chuckled before reaching to unhook my bra. He yanked it off roughly and my arm flew to my breasts quickly. I continued to grind on him harder, feeling the slightest sensation from it. I bit my lip while looking at him in pleasure. 

“Go get the hose jisoo!” Suho yelled at the girl with his face heated up.

I looked at him, then back to baekhyun. The man under me was trying to hold his laughter back as he looked into my eyes. 

“I think we can do better than this, daddy.”

“So much better.” He spoke with his laugh taking over his words. He roughly moved my forearm away from it’s protective place and licked at my left nipple. I hissed when he sucked on it, my hands running through his hair in a slow manner.

“Heathens!” Suho yelled. 

Before i knew it a powerful blast of water hit us harshly, I screamed and dug my face into baekhyun as he held out his hand to stop the water somehow. 

We asked for it. 

“Beat it, you animals!” Jisoo said, her voice making it sound adorable as she laughed at us.

“Alright, Alright! Just turn the damn thing off!” Baekhyun yelled at them his own laughter still apparent.

“Say please and promise to never do it again!” Suho yelled at us with a stern stance, hands focused on aiming the hose at us.

“Please! and we’ll never do it again!” Me and baekhyun yelled at the same time. The water pressure was started make my body feel raw.

The hose stopped it’s abuse immediately and i fell backwards onto my back in relieve. “That man has problems.” 

“Tell me about it.”

“What!? Can you say that one more time so the hose can hear it too!?” Suho yelled at us with wide eyes.

I laughed at him and sat up again.

“We said fuck you!” i yelled while baekhyun showed off his middle finger as he pressed his cheek to my bare chest.

There goes our peaceful morning.

“Oh my fucking god.” I said under my breath when i watched aya walk out of the closet, all dressed up.

“What, baek?” She spoke to me as she looked at herself in the mirror.

I stared at her ass in the black material of the high waist pants she’s wearing. Her favorite black ankle high boots adorned her perfect legs and the lace tank top hugged every curve almost illegally. The tank top dipped low so that her cleavage was prominent, the wiring in the tank top doing it’s job too well. I caught my lip with my teeth to stop gaping at the sight in front of me. If looks could kill. 

“I take it you like the outfit?” She said with a devilish grin as she grabbed for a belt. 

“You don’t even know the half of it.”  My mouth went dry when the belt wrapped around her waist tightly. That should be my hands.

“Tell me more then.” The girl smiled at me through the mirror again and began to reach for the jewelry laying on the vanity. My place on the bed started to feel so far away while i watched her become even more breathtaking. My feet brought me to stand behind her and my hands reached out to run down her arms softly. 

“That would take all night.” I whispered into her ear before kissing her neck slowly. There’s a spot on her neck close to her birthmark that makes her knees go weak, She can never resist that feeling. I find it adorable and extremely sexy at the same time, A dangerous combo if you ask me.

“Baekhyun, stop.” She spoke with small giggle as i let my hands roam around her body. I Tickled her stomach so she would show me that smile of hers, also so she would stop focusing on applying her accessories. 

“Babe! Stop!” She screamed and laughed when i picked her up and threw her on the bed. My hands planted next to her head and i stared at her. I love how she looks when she’s under me like this. It’s like she’s revealed completely to me. It’s like i can see her heart when she looks up at me. All the things she wants to tell me, all the things she doesn’t. Being the way she is that says a lot. Not many people can say that they know what aya is thinking, what she’s hiding, what she wants, what she needs. 

“What?” She asked softly while i looked at her. “You always go into deep thought when you do this.”

“I can’t help it. When you lay under me it feels like you’re opening your whole world to me.” 

“Do you like what you see?”

“Of course, darling. Your world is beautiful.” 

“That’s surprising, but understandable.”

I stifled a laugh and she chuckled a bit. 

“You guys can’t go one second without climbing all over each other. can you?” I heard lisa speak with a lively tone as always.

I moved from on top of aya as she got up to rush into the closet. 

“It’s me. Im the guilty one. I can’t keep my hands off of her for too long.” 

“Can’t relate.” She said before laughing at her own comment. I chuckled a bit too because her laugh is somehow contagious. 

“Where’s aya?” Jennie asked quickly, seeming out of breath when she entered the room. 

“She’s in the closet, But you should probably fix your lipstick. It’s all smudged.” Lisa said as she took a seat next to me.

“What!? Shit.” Jennie looked at herself in the mirror and swiped her middle finger under lips to get the out of line lipstick. 

“I bet chanyeol is doing the same thing right now.” Lisa spoke under her breath so only i would hear but jennie’s eyes lit up right after the comment.

I have to be honest it’s surprising her and chanyeol hook up sometimes but it’s also not that unexpected. Knowing chanyeol. 

“Shut up lisa.” Jennie squinted her eyes at the girl through the mirror and i held back a laugh. I guess she’s embarrassed by it. Then again, if you don’t know chanyeol as a gang member, you probably know him as the guy that fucked your girlfriend. With that being said, if i were her i would be kind of secretive about it too. Girls hate players. Or they act like they do at least. I stopped my player ways a while ago so i don’t think im thought of in the same light as chanyeol anymore. Hopefully.

“Alright, im ready.” Aya said while she walked out of the closet with a leather jacket on and different ankle high boots to match better. 

“You look to die for.” Jennie said before going towards the girl to fix up the choker around her neck. 

“Where are you guys going anyways?” I asked in pure curiosity.

“Places. Just know we’re going to be all around the city, so don’t wait up.” Aya spoke while smirking at me. 

“Why do i feel like you’re going to end up in a lot of trouble tonight?” 

“I won’t. Besides, even if i do, a little trouble never hurt nobody.” 

Bad girl. I already know what type of mind state she’s in. That tone, that smirk. Full gang leader mode. It’s cute and scary at the same time.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine.” Lisa said while nudging my arm.

“i’ll try not to.”

“No! We’re not riding two different cars so you can race and fucking crash like the last time.”

“Crash!?” baekhyun said in surprise.

“Shut it, jisoo! That was a minor accident, i just didn’t see the pole.” I said pouting at the girl.

“It’s decided. Me and aya will take the panamera, and jennie, lisa, and jisoo can take the jag.” Rose spoke with a smile.

“Nice try. We’re all getting in the range rover. That’s final. Now get your asses to the car.” Jisoo went to grab the keys as chanyeol passed her with his hands buried in his sweat pants pockets.

“What’s going on here?” The tall man asked. He looks s bit tired, and his hair is in a messy bed head style. Not on purpose though, i don’t think.

“We’re just going out.” Jennie answered first and i eyed her reaction to the mans appearance. 

“Where to?”

“They won’t tell.” Baekhyun said while pouting at me.

“That’s suspicious.” Chanyeol scratched his chin with a pensive expression.

“I know right.” Baekhyun pouted even more, still staring only at me. He’s just trying to get me to say something. And it worked. 

“Fiiine, we’re going to strip club to meet a buyer.” The man nodded at my words. ”And i don’t know what comes after.”

“Well have fun.” Chanyeol looked at jennie as he spoke. 

They’re starting to grow on me, to be honest. 

“We will.” I said spotting jisoo walking over to us with the keys. I pecked baekhyun on the cheek quickly and walked away. His arm grabbed mine, yanking me back and i bumped into his hard chest. 

“You can do better than that.” He whispered at me. I made a face at him before grabbing his his head and smashing my lips into his. He grunted in surprise and hugged my body closer. Biting his lip, i pulled away slowly. My hands slid down from the back of his head to his torso and fell to my sides. He felt for the gun i usually hide under my jacket to make sure it’s there. It always is. His head nodded in approval in reaction and let his hands fall from my body.

”Bye, babydoll. Be safe.” 

“I willl, mom.” I rolled my eyes at the worried expression on his face. I understand why he feels so worried nowadays. After getting kidnapped and getting fake killed, you would think i would be too. But i learned from that time. He doesn’t have to worry. i won’t let that happen again.

We climbed into the car in a hurry. We’re all eager to spend this night with each other. No boys. No rookies. Just us.

Let’s hope we don’t blow anything up. Nothing important at least.

“Let’s get out of here.” Jisoo said while starting up the car. “Ehem? Seat belts?”

“What are thooose?” Lisa said with a grin on her face.

“Things that keep me from jumping out of my seat and choking you out.” Jisoo gave her a dangerous look through the driving mirror.

“Yes ma’am.”

“Oh shit.” I said to myself after remembering something i had almost forgotten. “Thank you to the wonderful person reading this right now. You’re cute as fuck.”

“Yeahh, wait, what?” Jennie asked confused by my words completely.

“You knowww, the people, the supporters.” I said nudging her.

“Ohhh rigghhht. Thanksss.”

“You guys are weird.” Lisa said making a face at us.

“Can’t agree more.”

“Ooh, la la.” i said to myself when we entered the all men strip club.  It’s much different than what i was imagining. In a good way though.

“Ahhh! You’re Finally here! Come sit!” Our “client” called us over from his table right in front of the stage. 

I walked to his seat and he offered it up without hesitating. “Why did you want to meet here?” I said while sitting down.

“Well, why would i not? I mean look at the ass running around here? My goodness.”

“We actually have shit to do, don’t waste my god damn time.”

“Okay, okay. Don’t get your panties in a twist.” I raised an eyebrow at him and he looked away quickly. “Im actually in the process of buying this place and making it my own.”

“Yeah? with what money?”

“T-that doesn’t matter. But when i buy this place i can pay you back double in a few weeks.” He spoke while a stripper walked around us to put his drink down next to him.

“Did i ask to be paid back double in a few weeks?”

“W-well n-no-”

“Stop fucking stuttering. What did i say?”

“Y-you said to have your money by tonight or else you’ll stick your foot so far up my ass, my mom will feel it.”

“Good boy. Where is it then?” I said with a smile. I have no intention of hurting him tonight. I just want to leave with my bag.

“I m-might have given it to the owner already.”

“Bad idea.” Jennie said while stealing the mans drink from him.

“If that wasn’t stupid i don’t know what is.” I sighed while looking at him in disappointment. “Go find the owner. I don’t have all night.”

“Im on it.” The client stood up without hesitation, carrying out my orders in a hurry. He gets an A for effort at least. 

“How about we enjoy ourselves?” Jisoo said pointing at the stage in front of us.

A lean man came from the back and made his way onto the stage. His hair is an enchanting silver and his lips are devilishly full. His eyes staring into souls throughout the club. Probably because the deep silver contacts that go perfect with his wet looking hair. He moved smoothly all around the stage, making sure to make eye contact with the people throwing the most money. My head tilted when he got down to grind on the floor. His body movements look like waves. It’s fucking crazy. How the hell?

“I WANT HIM!” Lisa screamed excitedly as she threw whatever cash she had on her. 

“Oh, he’s good.” Jennie said looking at him intensely. I can’t with them. I just can’t. Even though i have to admit. He’s doing his thing up there. 

“I NEED MORE CASH FOR HIM!” Lisa yelled at me.

“No!”

She pouted and let her eyes glue to the seductive man again. He ripped his loose button up to reveal his perfectly built abs and my ears went numb from the screaming. I reached for the cup of whatever jennie took from our client. 

Im not that impressed.

“Uh-uhmm a-aya?” The man we came here for stood in front the table nervously. Jarjis! I finally remember his damn name!

“What? Where’s the owner?”

“He said if you have s-something to s-say, bring your ass to h-him.” 

“Ahh, i see.” 

I got up and grabbed rose. “We’re going up to the owner’s office.” I yelled to the rest of the girls over the music. They shooed us away dismissively without looking. I stifled a laugh. What a shame.

We passed the loud tables and the stage to get to the black stairs in the club. At the top there’s a small office that had a big man standing at the door with his arms crossed. I flicked him off and walked right in like an asshole. as always. Before the man could do anything in reaction rose pulled out her gun and pushed it into his neck. 

“Hi.”

“Who the fuck are you?” The man said as he leaned back into his ugly fucking chair. He looks like a bigger douchebag than me. That should say a lot.

“Don’t worry about that. Jarjis here, accidentally gave you some cash that belongs to me, so i would just like to take that and go.”

“Oh yeah?” He smirked at me and reached under his desk. His hand held a pistol and he aimed it incorrectly at me. “Get the fuck out of my office before i hurt you, little girl.”

“Suit yourself.” Oh well, i tried. “Rose, go ahead.” On cue, she shot the man at the door in the neck and the sound sent chaos throughout the club. I pulled my gun out as jarjis ducked down to the floor. We’ll see if i let him live after i take care of this. The man behind the desk shot sloppily at me and the bullets penetrated the wall behind me as a result of me ducking out of the way. 

“You know, not everyone should have a gun.” I said with a pout. I shot one bullet to his forearm for him to drop his inadequate gun. He tripped as he stepped back into his ugly chair. 

I aimed my lucky glock 26 at his head and closed one eye. 

“Wait! Wait! The money is in the safe! I swear, just don’t shoot!”

“Rose get the money. Jarjis don’t make another fucking move.”

The rest of the girls came up the stairs with their guns out and ready, not knowing what their about to walk into. I jerked my weapon towards the safe so the owner can go over and open. 

“Did you even try to settle this peacefully?” Jisoo said while looking at the dead man at the entrance.

“Yeah, I did.” I said with raised eyebrows. 

“Surrree.” Lisa looked around as her eyes were playfully squinted.

“It’s all there. And some extra, that belongs to him.” Rose stood up and put her gun on her hip. She walked over to the mans desk, removing a drawer and emptying the contents onto the floor before packing the money neatly inside.

I stifled a laugh. She’s very handy for that. 

“This club is now the property of the blackpink gang. If you have objections, speak now or forever shut the fuck up.”

I tilted my head at jarjis and the club owner waiting for just one word to come out of their shit eating mouths. 

But silence is the only thing that filled my ears.

“Pussies.”

“I don’t want to do this shit.” Chanyeol whined from the passenger seat of my rolls-royce ghost.

“Would you shut up for like two minutes? damn.” I spoke to him in frustration. In all honesty im still worried about the girls. I know they can take care of themselves well. But still, i just don’t want anything to happen to them.

“Your request has been denied asshole.” 

“Hush, they’re here.” I hissed at him while hitting his left arm. 

I watched two exo rookies hop out of their new mercedez. We’re supposed to follow them around tonight because of some suspicion they raised in suho, We always are the ones who take care of the rookie shit, which sucks ass sometimes, but as i said before. It’s better than selling. Anyways if you know anything about suho, you know that the one thing he hates more than being broke is sneaky people. Which is understandable. No one likes finding snakes in their grass. We ended up following them all the way to what seems like a college party. But i don’t know for sure. We’re obviously going to have to go in. For further research of course.

“Let’s goo iiinnn!” Chanyeol whined louder for attention. I have intentions to go inside already so why not.

“Alright, get out.”

“We haven’t been to a house party since we first met exo.” Lisa spoke excitedly as she hopped out of the car.

“Oh yeah, The time we played beer pong then exchanged friendly bullets.” I said with a swing of my arm, aiming for lisa’s shoulders.

“Friendly, my ass.” Jennie huffed into the night air. 

Now that business is taken care of, we decided to have some old fashioned fun at this college party one of our “friends” begged us to go to. And i promise this time we won’t shoot anything or anyone. I pinky swear. 

The lawn is littered with cliche red cups and passed out party goers. More people filled the porch of the house, probably trying to get away from whatever is happening inside. That’s going to be me in an hour.

“Yayyyy! you guys made iiit!” A black haired girl named jihyo ran towards us. Her smile so big, her eyes couldn’t help but join in. “I thought you guys were going to pass on my offer, to be honest!”

“Whaaat? Ussss? Pass on an offer like this oneeee?” Jisoo sarcastically spoke to the girl in surprise. 

“I know right!?” Jihyo laughed and smacked my arm, responding cheerfully to the sarcasm. “Let’s get some alcohol in your bodies, shall we?”

“Is that a even a question?” Lisa said as she looked around the house.

Jihyo made a motion for us to follow her before she turned and  walked through the crowd of people. Everyone is either drunk or high, and they’re all screaming the lyrics to this rap song. It just might the most annoying atmosphere ever, Im enjoying myself already. We entered the kitchen and jihyo nodded her head at a girl with a resting bitch face standing by the refrigerator. I raised an eyebrow at that but tried to calm down any suspicion in my head. Jihyo is a good girl, i don’t have to worry about it too much. 

“You guys want beer? by the way, aren’t you all kind of too dressed up for a small house party?” The girl asked while grabbing some beers.

“There is no such thing as too dressed up.” Jennie spoke while eyeing a random guy that walked in here for a drink.

“If you say so. Here you go.” Jihyo held out the drinks to us with a smile and lisa grabbed one first. Being the way i am, im going to bullshit and act like i drank this one. It’s not that i think she’s trying to poison me. That’s a big accusation. But she might be! 

What can i say? I have trust issues. Sue me.

“If you guys want any candy for a better time me and this guy have a really good hook up.” Jihyo said nonchalantly. “These guys i met at a club said they would come tonight with some good shit. So let me know if you want anything.”

Well, okay, she’s not that much of a good girl. I wish she would stop talking.

“We’re good, we don’t do that kind of stuff.” I said to the girl with a fake smile. Will i ever be able to make a real friend outside of the criminal world. Fuck no. It’s better that way though. At least i think it is.

“Really? you guys seemed like the kind of girls to be interested in that kind of stuff.”

“Nope.”

“Ahhh, i get it. Don’t worry, the stuff isn’t going to be bad and even if it is they’ll give it to us for free. Plus i think they said something about being in the exo gang. That means they definitely have the good good.”

“Ohhh, in that case, i would love to meet them.” I said with a smirk. It’s an obvious case of rookies abusing their connections. Possibly even stealing from the exo supply itself. It would be a crime to pass up an opportunity to bust their narrow asses myself. 

Finally. Some real fun. Even though this night is supposed to be only us girls. Im excited.

“Sure thing girl.” She said before she waved at someone behind us with a quick smile. “I’ll be right back.” Jihyo spoke as she passed us and walked away.

“Well, im going to enjoy this.” I said to myself.

“Honestly, they should just stop recruiting rookies. All they ever do is act foolishly.” Jennie spoke with an annoyed tone and expression. She picked up what was going on too it seems. 

It’s not like she’s wrong about that. But despite how annoying rookies can be, it’s a huge convenience when you find the right ones. Especially since exo doesn’t like doing all their dirty work themselves. Plus most of them are for number reasons only. Which means they can die and be replaced easily. It’s things like this that makes exo the second hardest gang to beat in the game right now. Blackpink being the first, of course. AHAH. 

“They’re here!” Jihyo waved at us from the entrance to the kitchen.

I put down my unopened drink on the table and walked towards the girl without hesitation. I kind of hope they don’t recognize me. It’s always more fun that way. Jihyo grabbed my hand and walked me through the crowd again as my girls followed close behind. I could spot two boys wearing black at the front door, where we came in. They looked around like they were looking for someone in particular. Jihyo waved at them and they did the same back. I guess they were looking for her. 

“Heyyy, im glad you guys could make it.” She said to the boys. Her tone changed a bit and so did her expression. She twirled her cute hair around her manicured finger slowly and looked up at them with a little twinkle in her eyes. Grade a flirting right in front of me. “These are my friends, Aya, jennie, rose, lisa, and jisoo.”

“Nice to meet you ladies, I have to admit, every one of you are bad as fuck.” The taller one of the duo spoke with a grin. They must be really new, because i don’t remember seeing them at all and they don’t seem to recognize us either.

Perfect.

“Nice to meet you too. I think we’ll have lots of fun tonight.”

“Damn, i haven’t been to a house party in a while.” Chanyeol spoke with his arm over my shoulders. 

“Tell me about it.” I said to the big guy as we walked through the crowd of intoxicated people. My only concern is catching the two rookies in action. Im not interested in having fun at this party. Not with the mood im in. 

“I have to say these college girls are looking a little too tasty tonight.” Chanyeol said while looking around. 

“Aren’t you like in love with jennie?”

“Oh god, no, we just fuck sometimes. Please don’t make it a thing.”

“Why not?”

“Because i’ll only end up hurting her.”

“You’re a better guy than you think you are chanyeol.”

“You just don’t understand what i mean by that baekhyun. Leave it alone.” The man spoke with a bit of annoyance in his tone and let his arm drop from my shoulders. Why is he acting like this?

“Then make me understand. When the fuck did we start keeping secrets from each other?”

“We didn’t. And we don’t. Just think long and hard about it. You already know the answer.” I know he can’t be talking about what i think he is. “There they are.” 

I looked at him for minute in confusion before looking in the direction his eyes are focused on. My eyes widened when i saw aya and the rest of the girls sitting on a random couch with the rookies we’re stalking. How did they end up here of all places. One of the two boys had his arm snaked around aya while he dirtily eyed her chest as she chugged down a beer. The other one was passing out drugs to anyone that came up to him, trying so hard to impress the people around him. I bet they thought we would never notice the shit they took from us. But we always notice.

Aya leaned forward to slam down the can of alcohol on the table in front of her, looking completely drunk. The rookie sitting by her let his eyes travel to her ass when she stood up. He grabbed her hand, stopping her from walking away and leaving him.

That little piece of shit won’t see the light of day again. 

“Let’s go.” I said to chanyeol. 

I walked slowly to the couch they all occupied. I know he obviously doesn’t know who she is, but i don’t give two fucks. “Why don’t you just stay here next to me a bit longer.” The boy said to my girl.

“You have a death wish, don’t you.” I said as i grabbed aya and pulled her into my arms. I was trying to look intimidating in front of the two boys but im sure i failed when aya landed in my arms. Her little hands gripped onto me in a tight hug and it got really hard to think of the ways im going to hurt these rookies. Ughhh, i feel like my heart is melting. She so warm. I missed her. It’s only been a few hours but still.

“Dude?” Chanyeol hit my arm as he looked at me in confusion. “Why are you just standing there.” 

I just pointed to aya and let the smile begging to come out slip on my face smoothly.

Chanyeol rolled his eyes and reached for his gun. “Let’s just make this easy.” 

The people around us that saw the firearm out in the open began to make a fuss, which only caused more people to freak out. I mean damn, he didn’t even shoot anyone. Yet. 

“It’s not what it looks like we swear!” One of the boys pleaded to chanyeol with his hands up. “We got this-”

“Save it for someone who actually cares, i sure the hell don’t.” I said to them while a drunk aya squeezed my cheeks together. “Just do as chanyeol says and make this easy for yourselves, maybe we’ll spare you.”

“Look! baek the fishy!” She said excitedly to the rest of the girls that sat calmly on the couch.

“Stop that babe.” I said grabbing her hand. She just pouted at me before looking away at the two boys. 

“Well? what the fuck are we just standing here for?”

Aya blew into my ear as i carried her to my rolls-royce on my back, I had to pick her up because her drunk ass kept stumbling in those sexy ankle high boots, And i like having her this close to me. But you didn’t hear that from me.

“Does this make you squirm daddy?” She whispered slurred words into my ear before blowing into it again.

“No, it doesn’t.” I said while laughing my ass off. You gotta love drunk aya.

“That’s weird. It makes me squirm when you do it.”

“That’s because your body is very sensitive to everything daddy does. Me on the other hand, i might get a boner, but i would never squirm.”

“How can i make you squirm?” She whined lazily at me.

“I don’t know babydoll, i’ll get back to you on that one.”

“Yeah, you do that.”

I went into my pocket to get my keys and found nothing. I made a noise of confusion and aya giggled. The girl dangled the keys in my face and giggled harder. How adorable. I unlocked the car before looking over to the others as they threw the rookies in the trunk and hopped into the range rover.

“Come on babe, you gotta get down and into the car.” 

She silently slid off of me in a lazy manner. “I don’t want to go home yet daddy.” Her pout is killing me. She knows that though. 

“Where do you want to go then babydoll? Daddy will take anywhere in the world.”

“Let’s get food!”

“Say no more.”

We hopped into the car drove around the city with our stomachs anticipating fattening fast food at this late hour of 2 am. Aya being as drunk as she is wouldn’t sit still. She dragged me into her loud singing spree as she flipped through channels on the radio. She moved her head and hands to the rhythm of the song that’s playing and i watched her every time a red light came our way. What can i say? She likes to be watched. When we pulled into the drive-through she whined to me about how she only wants to eat icecream. But i put that thought to sleep quick. She knew she was being ridiculous. 

“Ugh, just get me the stupid meal then.”

“Okay, And can you give me a large cup of ice water also? Thank you.”

“What? No ice cream and i have to drink water!?” 

“It’s starting to sound like someone needs a spanking.”

“What i need is ice cream.”

“Oh yeah, you’re acting up. I already told you no ice cream.”

Aya looked away to her right side and mimicked me in “secret” while i payed the man at the window. 

“You suck.”

Three minutes later we took off again to find a pretty place to look at the stars tonight. She scarfed down her burger and her water happily while i focused on the road. I could tell she was getting less drunk and i smiled. As much as i love every piece of this girl to bits, drunk aya can be hard to handle.

“Awww babeee! you can see them so clearly tonight!”

“I know, I’ll take you here more often princess.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

It had to be going on three 3 am now as me and aya leaned on my car and looked up at the sky. she entered my arms when the breeze hit us. It wasn’t a cold night but she was because of the ice water i made her drink.

“I love when you take me places like this.”

“Yeah, i realize that now. I remember thinking you would hate places like this. But gladly, you don’t.”

“What gave you that impression?”

“I don’t know, before i got to know you more, you seemed to have more of an appreciation for things like diamonds and expensive vacations.”

“What!? baekhyun, im not an instagram model.”

“I know, i know, i just didn’t know much about you. You can hide your true self better than anyone i have ever met.”

“Don’t you think that’s an issue?”

“An issue? No. It’s closer to being a blessing and a curse.”

“I guess when i really think about it, that’s very accurate.”

She looked at me with smiling eyes and love struck grin. 

“I love you.” Aya whispered softly at me.

“how much do you love me?” I tilted my eyebrow at her and smirked.

“To the moon and back.”

I captured her lips in that moment quickly. I can’t help myself when she says things like that to me. Im a sucker for aya’s sweet talk. I hugged her tightly, pushing her body into mine and kissing her deeper than before. There’s no drug in the world that could be beat aya’s lips. Her hands slid through the jacket im wearing and around my waist. 

My baby pulled away and looked me in the eyes sweetly. “Isn’t it weird. We always end up having sex in places like this.”

“That’s because nature is so beautiful it gives me a boner.”

“Same.” 

I laughed at her comment and she playfully squinted her eyes at me.

“Wait. Are you implying we’re about to have sex.” I raised my eyebrows in question of her words.

She tilted her head before biting her lip, staying silent. Her hands pulled on my shirt and made me follow her footsteps to the backseat of the car. “I think that goes without saying, daddy.” She opened the door and sat on the edge of the seat. “On your knees.”

I slowly obeyed her orders as she slowly opened her jean clad legs. My knees dug into the grass under them, watching aya take her middle and ring fingers to her clothed core. She rubbed there slowly and bit her lip seductively. I gripped the car door and the seat to keep from touching her. She tapped the area softly and hissed, i know she’s just dripping under those pants she’s got on. Her tongue popped out of her mouth to wet her lips quickly, leaving a sexy glisten on them. 

Just one touch. 

My hand reached out for her and was smacked away without hesitation. I thought that would happen, I turned my head harshly in hopes of cracking my neck and relieving some of this tension in my body. But nothing happened. 

Her hands slowly slid up her body and cupped her breast tightly. Just how i would do it if those were my hands on her. I relaxed a bit at the satisfaction and tiled my head. Even though patience isn’t my best friend, im going to slow down and enjoy the show.

She moaned out into the perfect night air and looked me in the eyes while letting her hands roam all over her body. It’s a sight i could get get drunk on. I feel like i already am. I ran a hand through my hair, which is a sure fire sign that my patience is running very thin. Damn it. I can’t just sit here anymore i hav-

My thoughts were interrupted by my cell ringing loudly. I jumped in reaction because of the random loud noise on this quiet night. Aya was too in the zone, she didn’t care what just happened. I looked at the caller id and saw that it was sehun. He probably is calling to ask for his shirt or something stupid. I looked at aya and back to my phone. I should definitely ignore this. But on the other hand it could be important. 

“Hello?” I asked, my eyes still focused on aya’s little show.

“Baekhyun! Come home now. It’s the trip we took to phoenix. The authorities might be looking for us.”

“What? That makes no sense!?” Aya jumped and stopped her actions after hearing the tone in my voice. 

“We’re having a meeting in 10.”

“Im on my way.”

“You can’t be serious right now.” i said under my breath. 

“Look, this is nothing to worry about. You act like we’ve never had a problem with the police before.” Suho said with a calm grin on his face.

“We don’t know anything about the people in phoenix!” Baekhyun yelled in front of the calm man. “You can’t just go there and expect to not die or go to jail.”

“We’ll do our research.” Suho replied simply.

“I second baekhyun, What if it’s a trap.” I said while holding my knees to my chest on this chair.

“It could be. I’ll bring some disposables with me, they’ll help if it is. And if not then i can handle things myself.”

“No. The disposables won’t be able to do shit. We should all go together. I won’t let you handle this alone.” Baekhyun gripped the shoulders of suho. I can tell how worried he is about him. Suho on the other hand looks almost too calm.

“We won’t either.” Chen said with a stern tone.

“So all of us can possibly get into serious trouble together? I don’t think so. You all have to put your trust in me. Im your leader. I’ll bring minseok for better support. But no one else. I don’t want all of you to be dragged into this.” Suho replied dismissively. I don’t know if we can argue with that. “Besides baekhyun, you just got your girl back. You just stay here and be with her.” The man slowly moved the hands off his shoulders with a reassuring smile.

“Hyung i-”

“You know i love you right kid? I want you to stay here and be safe. Because if anything happens to me, i want you to look after everyone as leader.”

“Suho!” Everyone yelled at the man in protest of his sentimental words. Why is he talking like this. Does he believe this is a suicide mission or something.

“Suho shut the fuck up! Stop talking like this!” Baekhyun gripped onto the shirt of his leader with anger and fear. 

“Alright, alright. Don’t get your feelings all riled up. You see? This is why we were a mess when we thought aya died. We have to get used to the fact that in this business people die. We might seem untouchable. But we’re damn sure not immortal.” Suho spoke to everyone in the room as if he was a teacher, pulling baekhyun’s hands of fury off of him slowly.

“That doesn’t mean go out and kill yourself, honey.” Jisoo walked to him with concern in her face.

That man thinks there is huge chance he won’t come back alive. I can see it in his face. I sighed as i looked at him embrace jisoo. 

Im starting to wonder now,

What would we do without him?

AUTHORS NOTE : All doneeee! im going to start on the next chapter right now! im sooo sorry about the wait the chapter deleted and then i got busy, anywaysss i hope you enjoyeddd im going to work on getting a masterlist up and then archive all my work cuz tumblr is threatening me these days lmao have a lovely dayyy!

kissesss <3 lailaaa ~

[acidwaste]

hey so it seems i’ve forgot to do a l o t of tag memes, and i’m lucky i drafted a big bunch of them! lots of questions overlapped so i did my best to answer in different ways, sorry for the lateness! also @ the people that tagged me here, i wouldn't hesitate to kill for you

@natcaptor / @gayspaced

name: leon or lionel!

nicknames: literally the only nickname I’ve been referred to is “big gay” and like. word!

gender: im pretty sure im a guy, i have been kinda 🤔🤔🤔 abt my gender identity since around november-ish though

star sign: sagittarius!

height: 6’1! i’m told that I’m tall but my uncle is 6’7 so...

time: 3:36pm rn! ive been watching video essays and binging music all afternoon

birthday: december 9th!

favourite bands: animal collective, beach house, camp cope, car seat headrest, death grips, fleet foxes, florence + the machine, gang of youths, glass animals, gorillaz, hop along, iceage, idles, kero kero bonito, mgmt, miike snow, modest mouse, run the jewels, superorganism, the avalanches, the cat empire, the go! team, the mountain goats, the wombats, xiu xiu

favourite solo artists: alex lahey, anderson .paak, ariana grande, billie eilish, bjork, cashmere cat, charli xcx, courtney barnett, cupcakke, d.r.a.m, eric taxxon, frank ocean, gfoty, hatchie, janelle monae, jeff rosenstock, joanna newsom, jorja smith, jpegmafia, kacey musgraves, kali uchis, kendrick lamar, khalid, kimbra, lorde, mac demarco, madeon, mick jenkins, mitski, oneohtrix point never, perfume genius, ravyn lenae, rina sawayama, serpentwithfeet, sophie, st. vincent, sza, vince staples

song stuck in my head: caramelo duro | miguel // kali uchis! its a bop, miguel is one of the few singers that can convincingly make sex jams

last movie i watched: deadpool 2! it was even better than the first, which is a feat in itself ngl

when did i create my blog: december 2016??? i only started using it properly in february last year tho

last thing i googled: “im in my mums car broom broom.” dont @ me

do i have any other blogs: yeah, plenty actually!! i have blogs for aesthetic (@moltenstar), general inspo (@wverns), flight rising (@szarising, kinda inactive?), and overwatch (@blackhardts) tbh the vast majority of my ‘sideblogs’ are just saved urls H

do i get asks: when i say stupid shit like “rung has the ass of a dilf but the dick of a cockroach”

why i chose my url: that one panel where kobd have a vacation at the acid wastes because fuck its finally canon babey!

following: 1,767, which is kinda horrifying!!

followers: 890?? somehow??? thats almost One Whole Thousand and i don't even make content

average hours of sleep: around 6 or 7!! n e v e r more though

lucky number: 43 and 64!!

instruments: i'm too poor to afford music lessons or instruments jsbddsjknfs

what am i wearing: a grey shirt and nothing on my bottom half so my [redacted] is hanging tf out, i should put on some damn clothes

dream job:  oooo uhhh, i’m studying to get an education degree rn because i’d love to teach children (around grade 3-4s preferably because i'm too jittery to handle anyone younger and older kids probs won't listen to me as much as i lack plenty of assertiveness), but!! i’d honestly love to be a musician, one of those underground ones that get lots of critical acclaim

dream trip: one day i wanna gather up some friends and just go on a road trip! idm where we go to, as long as we just have fun and just! adventure!

favourite foods: rare steak, mashed potatoes, eggs, and energy shakes made with like. fruit / cheese / yoghurt / oats / chia seeds ! protein is a large part of my diet

nationality: new zealand, but living in australia

favourite song right now: best part | daniel caesar // h.e.r - gosh i need to re-listen to daniel’s album again, i don’t remember this beautiful song being there and that’s a crime

@damndesi / @novarebel / @luciform-philogynist

APPEARANCE - I am 5'7 or taller - I wear glasses - I have at least one tattoo (but I am getting a tā moko in December, I believe) - I have at least one piercing (planning to get a nose ring, like a bull!) - I have blonde hair - I have brown eyes - I have short hair - My abs are at least somewhat defined (b a r e l y) - I have or had braces

PERSONALITY - I love meeting new people - People tell me I am funny - Helping others with their problems is a big priority of mine - I enjoy physical challenges - I enjoy mental challenges - I am playfully rude to people I know - I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it - There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY - I can sing well - I can play an instrument - I can do over 30 pushups without stopping (barely) - I am a fast runner - I can draw well - I have a good memory - I am good at doing math in my head - I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute - I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling - I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch - I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES - I enjoy sports - I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else - I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else - I have learned a new song in the past week - I exercise at least once a week - I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months - I have drawn something in the past month - I enjoy writing - Fandoms are my #1 priority - I do some form of Martial arts

EXPERIENCES - I have had my first kiss - I have had alcohol (tastes like shit) - I have scored a winning point in a sport - I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting - I have been at an overnight event - I have been in a taxi - I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year - I have beaten a video game in one day - I have visited another country - I have been to one of my favorite bands concerts

MY LIFE - I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend - I live relatively close to my school/work - My parents are still together - I have at least one sibling - I live in the United States - There is snow where I live right now - I have hung out with a friend in the past month - I have a smart phone - I own at least 15 CDs - I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS - I am in a Relationship - I have a crush on a celebrity - I have a crush on someone I know - I’ve been in at least 3 relationships - I have never been in a Relationship - I have admitted my feelings to a crush - I get crushes easily - I have had a crush for over a year - I have been in a relationship for over a year - I have had feelings for a friend

RANDOM - I have break-danced - I know a person named Jamie - I have had a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce - I have dyed my hair - I’m listening to a song on repeat right now - I have punched someone in the past week - I know someone who has gone to jail - I have broken a bone (do fractures count?) - I have eaten a waffle today - I know what I want to do in life - I speak at least two languages (not fluently) - I have made a new friend in the past year

@smstransformers

age: 16

birthplace: auckland, nz

current time: 4:19 pm rn!!!

drink you last had: i just skulled half a liter of water whoops

favourite song: jesus etc. | wilco if we're talking abt an all-time favourite

grossest memory: accidentally swallowing a bee when i was seven years old (somehow nothing bad happened?)

horror, yes or no: not unless it’s an incredibly tame horror t b h, my threshold for scariness is very low

in love: i believe so!

jealous of people: lots of times, over really dumb things

love by first sight or should I walk by again: i believe that infatuation can exist at first sight but true love not so much. wish that could happen tho :C

middle name: shane!

siblings: my sister is eight years old, and my brother is seven!

one wish: EZ, make my anxiety disappear, i’d have a much more productive life

song i last sang: jupiter | haiku hands

time i woke up: 7:13, woke up immediately because i usually like to wake at 6:30

underwear colour: blue + purble

vacation destination: auckland / kingston / sydney!

worst habit: not remembering to make my goddamn bed, it looks like garbage

favourite food: mashed potatoes….

zodiac sign: sagittarius !!!

@alyonian

relationship status:

at the moment i’m single! and while being in a relationship sounds brilliant, the last two relationships i was involved in? didn’t work out to say the least, lucky i’m still young

favourite colour:

it’s been emerald green for the longest time but orange seems to be dethroning it at a steady pace

lipstick or chapstick:

i haven’t used chapstick since i was six but i probably should use it again, water is my substitute rn fdghdgh - and i haven’t ever used lipstick in any capacity? so i’d have to go with the former

last song i listened to:

the space traveller’s lullaby | kamasi washington - i’m trying to get through his second album rn (i left off on the second disk yesterday) and while everything he makes is undeniably amazing, it’s? a three hour album? i don’t have the attention span for his spiritual jazz, as great as it is

last movie:

monsters inc is playing on the television right now, i’ll go with that! the animation aged kinda badly but it’s still such a fun movie! sidenote: james p. sullivan? a childhood crush, so this gives me memories

top 3 tv shows/podcasts/comics:

i rarely, if ever, venture into these forms of media but! if i had to answer, i’d say;

unbreakable kimmy schmidt / parks & recreation / luke cage

taz / mbmbam (i havent like. watched a full episode of either but they seem cool,)

tf idw / …………. yeah that’s it, i’ve never read anything else. probably should!

additional favs:

my friends, writing (in theory), listening to video essays, learning music theory + instruments and understanding audio production software

top 3 bands / artists:

HHH okay if i had to limit my choices to just three artists, uh. lorde, the mountain goats, and sophie. i couldnt even fit janelle in i hate th is

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@alyonian

color(s): light colors are always nice and pleasant, though anything peachy and sandy are the best! orange (specially pastel orange) is like. the best thing

last band t-shirt i bought: usually merchandising is very expensive and i dont have the money to accommodate that, but like. i do recall having a wiggles shirt when i was five. i wore it all the time, shjdjgsksd im sure that counts

last band i saw live: i almost went to splendor in the grass last year with family, which wasn't only cool since i’ve never been out of the state since i immigrated - the festival was in queensland, which is around a two hour flight from victoria - but the lineup was pretty fuckin lit too! the xx, haim, peking duk, tash sultana, future islands, vallis alps, a.b original,, i was p excited! unfortunately my uncle fell ill and so they had to give the tickets to extended family :( otherwise, i haven't been to a single concert in my life

last song i listened to: street fighter mas | kamasi washington - up to this song on the album and i really fuckin dig this! also the video is hypnotizing

last movie i watched: monsters inc is about to finish and up next is monsters university! which like…. honestly, this is an extremely unpopular opinion but, i like it just as much as the original? my opinion might be skewed because i’m a monster [hugger], but i like everything abt the movie! except for the finale of the scare games and the last five minutes of the movie, both were just. dreadful.

last three tv shows i watched: if aggretsuko counts that’s the last series i watched of my own volition, which is a miracle in itself considering that’s legit only the second anime i’ve watched to completion (the first being shirokuma cafe, which i probably need to re-watch). otherwise, the last two shows i had beared witness to were thirteen reasons why and queer eye bc my cousin put them on! that first show i could completely do without but queer eye is iconique

last 3 characters i identified with: grimlock (legit. all of them), urdnot grunt (mass effect) and vector the crocodile (sth), i’m not sure what this says about me other than Big

book(s) i’m currently reading: i’m reading ‘maus’ by art spiegelman at the moment, for the third time i believe? i believe my classmates are supposed to be writing an essay on this next term and shit, this novel is heartbreaking, i haven't been this emotional when reading a book than… ever, really. it’s a recommendation of the highest caliber

@victorion

name: leon / lionel, i picked up the second name because i was in a server with an admin that was also a Leon™

nickname: besides ‘Big Gay’ i also have the nickname ‘lemon lion’ which is! nice!!

zodiac sign: archer man

height: Tall™

language(s) spoken: english / some maori + italian

fav fruit: watermelons (only when in season)

fav scent: the smell of a freezer tbh? it just smells Nice i don’t know how to properly explain it

fav season: spring! the breezes are welcoming without being overbearingly freezing

fav color: ornge,,,,

fav animal: SHARKS + CROCS + FERRETS

coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea! with some milk tho

average hrs of sleep: too little

fav fictional character: One character?????? uhhhhhhh……. like. biggest cc right now is either idw skids or oz from monster prom

no. of blankets you sleep with: depending on my mood but i’d say the average is like, 3??

fav songs: i quickly whipped up some songs i listen to

fav artists: i came to the realization that i like acts that are considered ‘bad’ like maroon 5/drake/lil yachty etc in specific doses… i wouldn't call them good yet, but! i have no beef and thats good

fav books: remember ‘where the wild things are’??? that shit was like. literal childhood, man.. :happytears: i really need to look for a copy again

@thonany-klieme

name: leon / lionel, interchangeable really

gender: male, im probs an nb guy

star sign: sagittarius!

height: 6’1

sexuality: gay??? im not sure, im mostly attracted to other guys but i have had very brief crushes on girls + nb people? sexuality’s confusing so im gonna just latch to the gaybel (gay label) for now

lock screen image: its the album cover of 1992 deluxe by princess nokia, tho it was “T Hanos” a few days ago since i change it often - my home screen is venom but his torso says ‘fuck machine’

ever had a crush on a teacher: no??

where do you see yourself in ten years: ideally i’m teaching kids math n english, realistically i’m probably going down with the political climate

if you could go anywhere, where would you go: new zealand!! or the netherlands

what was your favorite halloween costume: halloween is not big at all where i live, the only time i tried trick or treating was when i was like 7?? i threw a bedsheet on myself and pretended to be a ghost, though since there were no eyeholes + the sheet was blue, it looked more like i was just a moving lump

last kiss: never had one

have you ever been to las vegas: nah and i dont plan to?? how do you handle regular days of 40C wtf

favorite pair of shoes: i have this pair of jandals that ive worn for a fair bit longer than my other pair of shoes, tho i only wear them in summer + very warm nights

favorite book: ngl its. ‘the very hungry caterpillar’ by eric carle. i just, love it alot and i cant explain w h y

[clown-bait]

Paranormal Journeys Part 7 (Monster Roommate AU)

WOW I FINALLY DID IT. So I started a new job and things have been NUTS but this fic is not dead and I am determined to finish it. And dont you worry folks I’m a stubborn ass who does not quit. So here it is the next chapter. Leech gets tortured a bit and Penny visits an old friend. Hope you guys like it!

Ch 7 Mike Hanlon gets a Visitor

A screech echoed though the old barn of the former Hanlon sheep farm. Leech glanced furiously around the stall she was in. A moment ago she was full and happy then suddenly a cloth was pressed to her mouth and a bag over her head.

“WHO THE FUCK IS THE IDIOT THAT CHLOROFORMED ME!!” The vampire roared “CAUSE I’D LIKE TO KNOW WHO’S HEAD IM RIPPING OFF FIRST!”

Her head snapped in the direction of footsteps and she tried to charge with supernatural speed but felt a short chain attached to her neck snap tight. The nosferatu snapped her jaws in frustration.

“Ok guys get everything ready make sure the cameras are rolling and somebody wake up Chris.” Zander shouted as he approached the struggling vampire.

“Don't worry we’re going to help you.”

“BITCH THE ONLY HELP I NEED IS FINDING SPACE TO STORE YOUR LEFTOVERS!!” She snapped.

The ghost hunter pulled a cross from his coat and held it out at the nosferatu who began to hiss loud and sweat. He quickly put it away at her reaction.

“She's possessed all right, did you see how much she recoiled in terror? this is definitely a powerful demon were dealing with here”

“Demon?! Motherfucker I'm friends with demons, you wouldn't know a demon if it came up and bit you in the ass.” Leech spat and pulled on her chain.

“Note the foul language and denial. The creature that has ahold of her is definitely scared and trying to protect its self.”

“Protect myself from what? This shit show excuse of a reality tv exorcism? Tell ya what, if you free my hands i’ll spew pea soup at big boy over there and speak latin backwards. These shackles are tight as fuck can’t a girl get a little comfort?”

“Gosh its foul mouthed.” the bigger ghost hunter said to the team.

“Yeah thats how they are bro it's definitely going to try to provoke us. Whatever you do don't engage.” Zander said to his team mate while placing different items on a table

“You started it.” Leech mumbled. “What are those?”

“We're going to force you out of this poor girl.”

“AH! So its to be torture! I can cope with torture.” Leech flashed a cocky grin and wiggled her eyebrows expectantly.

“Did you…. steal that line from Princess Bride?” the bigger ghost hunter Rick asked her.

“Eeeyyy! Someone finally gets my references! And to think I was gonna eat this guy first!”

“RICK don't engage it!” Zander hissed

“Found our villain! Now tell me do you have six fingers on your left hand or am I gonna be calling you Humperdink”

“I think it was the right hand” Rick interjected

“Huh no shi-OW FUCK JESUS CHRIST!!!” Leech screamed as holy water was flung at her face by the lead ghost hunter. A cluster of painful burns began to bubble on her skin where the water had landed. “RUDE!”

“Silence demon!”

“I’M NOT A DEMON! GOD you are like the biggest edge lord! What’s next? You gonna start shouting bible verses too like they do in the movies?” she snarled as Chris walked in the room.

“Z I had the weirdest fucking dream.”

“Not now bro we’re doing the exorcism.”

“Yeah poorly. Bet you dickbags got all your training from bad horror movies and porn parodies.”

“Sheesh that thing is nasty” Chris winced

“Demon Dick 5?” the Rick asked as his companions glared at him in shock and annoyance.

“One of my favorites Rick. I like this guy have him do the exorcism!”

“We've already wasted enough time!” Zander shouted and picked up a book from the table he began to read a passage and Leech dramatically pretended to hiss and writhe her tongue lolling out of her mouth. “Hahaha Man oh man if Phil could hear you guys talking about him like this he'd be laughing with me just as hard! Shit wait somebody text him for me!”

“Why would we do that? Also who's phil?”

“Oh right, Phil is Satan we used to play poker together before my boyfriend banned it from the house. Not my doing for once lets get that clear.”

“Don't listen to a word its saying guys”

“Aw come on Humperdink let me just text my buddy once” her eyes flashed white over in Rick’s direction before being splashed with holy water once again. The nosferatu’s skin sizzled and steam rose from her burns. “J-just….text…LOL getting… a half assed….exorcism…hit send…. mph there.”

Chris glanced over to Rick who’s eyes had rolled up into his head he was holding her cellphone which just buzzed with a notification. “RICK SNAP OUT OF IT!” he shouted and turned to the grinning vampire pelting a rock at her face. “LET HIM GO”

Leech spat as the stone broke her nose and looked back up sticking her tongue out through the black ichor dripping down her face.

“CHRIS! Control yourself!” Zander shouted and Leech winked back at the two.

“Read it Ricky!” she smirked.

“I-it says R-O-F-L cant be there, at yoga getting this ass….its a picture of a goat and a woman’s back side” Rick’s eyes rolled back down and Leech vomited a small amount of black goo onto the barn floor. “Phew that took more out of me than I thought” she muttered and panted.

“RICK!”

“I'm sorry she did something to my head!”

“Ok but can you at least show the picture though?” the vampire asked looking up from her now bruising eye and nose.

“NO!” the other two ghost hunters turned and shouted.

“OH COME ON! I wanna see that booty”

“WOW this thing is terrible!” Chris glanced over at Zander who was prepping to try another round of bible verses.

“I know bro this is one of the nastiest ones we've dealt with! This is pure evil we’re dealing with here.” The lead ghost hunter clapped his friend on the shoulder reassuringly.

“Aww I'm blushing! you really mean it?!” the vampire shouted to them

“Bro hand me my rosary.”

“What are those? Anal beads? So you HAVE seen Demon Dick 5!”

Zander got close and began to shout “IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST I COMMAND YOU TO GET OUT OF THIS WOMANS BODY”

“Hahaha that was totally a direct quote.” Leech laughed again but was cut short when the silver cross dangled in front of her face “FUCK GET IT AWAY!” She hissed and the ghost hunter dangled it closer to her. Leech could feel her skin burn with heat where it drew close. The ghost hunter threw another wave of holy water at her and she hissed in pain face turning skeletal for a second as her skin sizzled. “A-all right if were gonna get straight into the kinky stuff we should at least have a safe word. Mine’s usually Float.” she tried to joke through the pain. Her skin was on fire with the crucifix being so close.

“Z I don't think she's a demon” Rick said tugging on his leaders arm

“Rick I’ve been at this way longer than you I know a demon when I see one”

“Bullshit you're doing this all wrong. Plus Im not a demon I can prove it too if you hand me that orange.” Leech panted.

“I don't know Z this could be a trick” Chris said with worry.

“Look have you ever seen one do some of the shit she just did? Just hand her the orange”

“Fine Rick. Fine. We’ll humor you but if nothing happens we’re getting right back to the exorcism.”

Zander rolled the fruit over to the vampire who glared up at him from her knees “You gonna undo my hands so I can eat this?”

“No.”

“Weeeelllll fuck you then! So much for what’s left of my dignity.” she grumbled and bent down to the floor biting into the fruit as best she could to suck out the juice. “Ahm hoing to rerhet hiss ho huch…” she said while her fangs sunk in. Leech came up with a weak expression on her battered and burnt face looking nauseous and dizzy. “You're all gonna wanna stand back when I- HURK!” the vampire suddenly lurched forward and spewed out blood and guts onto the barn floor in an inhuman amount. She kept going for a solid five minutes until Leech was slumped over supported by the chain around her neck. “Huh, is that an engagement ring? Shit I need to chew my food.” she wheezed before emptying the rest of her stomach contents.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!?!” all three ghost hunters screamed in unison.

“Yeah lets see Pazuzu pull that shit!” Leech grinned declaring victory before shouting at some unknown force in the ground “YOU HERE THAT ZUZU I JUST OUT WEIRDED YOU! WHATCHA GONNA DO NOW BITCH!? PEA SOUP GOT NOTHING ON ME!”

“Zander! If this is not a demon then what the hell is she bro?” Chris turned to his leader in a panic

“Nosferatu.” a vaguely familiar female voice said walking into the barn “What you're dealing with is a nosferatu.”

leech sniffed the air and snarled in disgust.

“Fuck.”

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Somewhere in the town of Derry, Mike Hanlon was laying in his bed coming down from another high. It was time to turn in for the night but with all that had been going on the last couple days the librarian needed a fix…. just a quick one to calm the nerves. His night would be anything but calm when two glowing yellow eyes lit up his room like the obnoxious christmas lights his neighbors had set up.

“Mike” something whispered in the dark “Mike! Help us!” came another disembodied voice. He knew them all too well. The librarian sat up in his bed glancing around his room unaware of the creeping fingers clawing up his mattress. Burnt hands wrapped around the terrified man pinning him down while a disheveled looking monster from his childhood nightmares stepped into the moonlight.

“Thought you could trick me did ya Mikey? Thought you could fool Ol’Pennywise by taking what he loves most. Stupid boy! Stupid, stupid, stupid! No one fools me. no one.” the clown began his voice shaky and dangerous trying to mask the obvious panic behind it as he paced. The creature’s posture and gait reminded him of a nervous caged animal unpredictable and dangerous. Something was very wrong with IT.

“Y-you? W-hy are you here?” the librarian asked cautiously.

“TELL ME where she is SHEEP BOY. Tell Penny where his peachy is and he’ll make it much much quicker for you. Yes! A quick death or a slow one pick your path!” he snarled as Mike was trying to decide if he was still high.  

“A-are you real?”

“REAL? Real THIS ISNT REAL ENOUGH FOR YOU MIKEY?”

Mike’s stomach flip flopped in realization of the little reminder of all those years ago. IT had to be real and now IT was in his bedroom.

“Penny knows you need time, yes iIknow you haven't figured out that stupid reptile’s riddles. Don't you fret sheep boy I am just here for her this time. Bring her to me, bring me my mate and you can go back to trying to understand what mortals cannot.” IT was frantically babbling around his room pacing like a tiger in a small cage looking almost fearful its self. Mike remembered that look well the last emotion he saw on ITs face before it vanished down that hole. Something was very, very wrong.

“A mate? …You?!” he asked trying to keep the creature talking to piece the situation together as best he could.

The clown shot him an unamused look as if this was far from the first time someone has asked that. “Where is my Leechie!? I am the questioner here!”

“You're talking about Lucy right? Something’s happened to her?”

“Lucy… Lucy yes, yes her human name. Don’t play games sheep boy release her to me!” Pennywise snarled while he stalked beginning to impatiently kick things over and sniff items of clothing desperate for that sweet smell of blood and ashes.

“Even if I did know where she is, why would I help you?”

The clown roared and charged forward coming in close to the trapped man on the bed fangs bared long and needle like. IT spat in Mike’s face drool and bits of flesh hitting his skin as it spoke. Something was very off with IT more so than usual, as if possessed by some sort of ancient instinct overriding its usual demeanor.

“You want to stop me don't you? I’ll let you live Mikey! Yesss I’ll let you try! One free shot! Just give me my Peachy!” IT was bargaining now just like it did in the cistern 27 years ago. The clown must be desperate.

“I don't have her” the librarian spat back at the clown who snarled and grabbed his throat. Suddenly Mike felt searing pain in his mind as IT forcibly invaded his thoughts its eyes blackened on the edges pupils drifting off into different directions till he found what he was looking for and returned them to focus. IT’s face changed again from rage, to shock and finally to embarrassment. In IT’s hate fueled assault on its enemy IT had made a grave mistake. Mike had nothing to do with his precious mate. In fact all Pennywise had done was just reveal his greatest weakness to his greatest enemy. IT had messed up and it had messed up bad.

The clown released the librarian and awkwardly backed up off the bed eyes large and wide. Wordlessly, IT glanced over to Mike’s bedroom door and without breaking eye contact opened it while silently slinking out like a dog with its tail between its legs. The hands around the librarian vanished into smoke and everything became calm and quiet around him. “What the hell just happened?” he asked the empty void not expecting to get a response and not sure if he wanted one either.

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Pennywise returned to his home to find his…..friends? Seated on his couch awaiting the result of his hasty impromptu rescue mission. That, and they were probably mad that he tore Freddy’s head back off in rage. Even his cat seemed a bit upset with him.

“Well? Did you embarrass yourself?” Chucky asked him taking a drag from one of Leech’s joints.

“It…..it wasn't the librarian…” the clown muttered.

“Oh yeah he embarrassed himself.” Freddy laughed still applying a few more staples to his neck.

“Hey if Fangs doesn't come back can I use her room? Thinkin’ about making it into a nice man cave” Chucky boldly asked earning him a death glare from the distressed clown.

Penny snarled and shooed everyone away from his couch snatching up Church to absentmindedly pet as if the cat was a coping mechanism for his current state. What if she doesn't come back? There were emotions he was feeling he didn't think were possible. His new strange instinct to protect driving him to near insanity as he was currently in a constant war with himself to drive the feeling back. Nature and ego raged war inside the eldritch being.

His inner thoughts were interrupted when the door to Neibolt House creaked open the residents all took their leave except the owner who still sat on his couch stroking his cat not wanting to put any effort into this one.

“H-Hello?” a voice called out. “Uh clown? Pennywise?” Mike had never actually called the clown by name before it felt weird on his tongue.

Something appeared behind the librarian blocking his exit.

“What do you want” IT hissed low and in a whisper. Mike turned to see the god of fear its self looming behind him with a plump dirty grey cat tucked under its arm. The two stared at each other in hatred and confusion. The librarian looked at Church and back to the clown.

“Is that a cat?”

“Possibly..”

“Are you going to explain why you have it?”

“No.”

“….what the hell happened to you?” Mike whispered half to the clown half to himself.

“Why are you here?” pennywise snarled growing impatient.

“I cant believe I'm saying this but I'm here to….help.”

“YOU WHAT?!” the house shook with the inhuman roar released from Pennywise’s throat.

“LET ME EXPLAIN HOLD ON!” the librarian put his hands out in an attempt to calm the savage beast who had nearly thrown the animal in its arms.

“You have five seconds human before I tear out your eyes.”

“Look you want your…uh girlfriend or whatever she is back. I need more time to figure out how to kill you.”

“Is this a bargain?” the clown raised his eyebrow suspiciously.

“Whoever has her is most likely trying to get to you and will try to harm you as well. We both know all they will do is send you back to sleep and if that happens I can’t stop you and you lose the girl. I can help you get her back. I have a way into the farm, and I can distract whoever has her as a friendly face. Then we can go back to trying to kill each other, business as usual.”

The clown glared at mike with a fury that made the librarian tremble with fear. This had been a mistake he was going to die and everything will be ruined on this stupid risk.

“You dare assume I cannot solve my own problems sheep boy?? What’s to stop me from tearing you apart right now.”

“That.” Mike pointed behind the clown. Pennywise slowly turned to see a box with a balloon tied to it specifically just to mock him. The clowns eyes grew wide as he sniffed the air and saw the black ooze leaking out of the corner of the cardboard. With careful claws he opened the lid and peered inside letting out one of the most horrifying sounds Mike Hanlon had ever heard in his life. The box was thrown to the floor and an object rolled out of it. It was a cold pale finger tipped with a sharp feminine nail and the blood that leaked from it was black.

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Uh oh what did Leechie do this time? Poor clown be going NUTS over all this. Im so excited to do some frenemy shit with Pen and Mike like Ive been DYING to get here. Also its Leech’s turn to meet an old enemy. Wonder who it is?

[chokememrstark]

Requiem Of Memories // Part 14

Ship: Samifer (Sam Winchester / Lucifer)

Words: 1963 (Chapter 14 / 15)

Fic Summary: After barely managing to get away from Michael alive and saving Sam, Lucifer is furious and for the first time actually snaps. The only problem is that Sam is just as angry and still in shock about what just happened and the two push each other over the edge and end up in a situation neither of them expected.

angst, hurt & comfort, alternative universe, au!lucifer, mourning, depression, blood and gore, nightmares, loneliness, guilt, angry sex, smut

Note: I highly recommend to read Nightmares Become Reality before this, otherwise the premise of the story and the setting might not make much sense.

A smut chapter you say? Really? Who would have expected that?!

Tagging: @shebahda   @sassysupernaturalsweetheart    @spnyoucantkeepmedown     @brieflymaximumprincess    @kajuned   @archingangel   @this-darkness-light   @little-boyking   @humongouscandycoffee  

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Lucifer had not aimed to a specific place when he had zapped them away from his brother, so they ended up somewhere outside when they arrived. There was no way Lucifer could have cared though, he immediately covered Sam’s wound with his hand and focused his grace to heal the human. To his surprise, this task was very easy and he actually looked at his blood covered hands when the wound was closed, wondering why he could heal Sam within a matter of seconds when it took hours normally. He had little time to question what had happened though, because Sam woke up from his blackout quickly.

The hunter sat up and checked his stomach almost frantically, to which Lucifer let out a relieved sigh. He was alright again, otherwise he couldn’t have been so fast.

“Where are we?” Sam asked, searching for Lucifer’s eyes. “What happened? Did I… did I bleed?”

“What happened?” Lucifer asked grumpily and narrowed his eyes. “We got attacked, that happened! I told you we should leave, I told you! But no, you had to pretend we were on a fun vacation!”

“Hey, don’t yell at me!” Sam shot back right away, hurt by the way Lucifer suddenly spoke to him.

“I will yell as much as I want!” Lucifer yelled and pushed himself up, away from Sam. “You know nothing about this world and the dangers out there, but you had to leave the island, you just had to! And why? Because you were bored!”

“You…” Sam huffed and stood up too, hands balled to fists at his sides and shooting Lucifer an angry glare. “You decided to go there, not me! And what do you expect, that I’m happy just sitting in a room all day?”

“At least you are safe like this!”

“I don’t want to be safe, I want to live !”

The two glared at each other as angry as never before, both breathing heavily with their shoulders and chest heaving from the effort.

“The little princess wants to live, yes?” Lucifer scoffed suddenly, earning an even more intense glare. “Do you want me to build you a castle with a pretty garden maybe? Do you want to walk on rose petals even? Hell, why not ask me to make a unicorn for you, just because?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Just tell me, what the hell do you want me to do?” Lucifer’s eye flashed red and Sam swore he could see shadows form behind him for a moment - shadows in the shape of enormous wings. “I have had it up to here with your attitude, Sam!”

“I don’t want to be kept in a freaking cage, you gigantic son of a bitch!”

Sam had never said anything remotely foul-mouthed towards Lucifer before, which might have been the reason the angel was baffled for a moment and he could continue.

“I’m sick of being kept inside like a prisoner that’s allowed one hour outside a day, don’t you get that? That’s no life, okay, that’s awful!”

“You try to tell me what it’s like to be in prison?” Lucifer asked furiously and walked up to the hunter. “I’ve been in a cage for eons, longer than you can even imagine! Don’t you dare tell me I keep you in a cage, Sam, don’t you dare !”

“Then stop treating me like a pet for god’s sake!” Sam countered just as enraged. “Every single day is the same, everything I see is the exact same thing I saw the day before! I'm tired of it, Lucifer! Tired!”

“You want something different, yes?” Lucifer asked and squinted his eyes. “I'll show you different!”

When the angel suddenly grabbed his collar, Sam was scared out of his mind. Only now he realized how much he had allowed his anger to control him and he was about to apologize when Lucifer crashed their lips together forcefully and took his breath away completely, along with any possible apologies.

This time there was nothing sweet or gentle about the angel's touch, the opposite was true. Lucifer pressed a hand on Sam's back and pulled him closer and all the hunter could do when he felt the other's tongue enter his mouth was gasp weakly into their kiss. He grabbed for Lucifer’s shirt in a desperate attempt to find some sort of support, but there was nothing that could have steadied him at this point. Everything in him screamed for more and Sam was too starved for something like this to resist.

Lucifer took Sam's lack of a fight as a sign to continue, much to Sam's relief. He picked the hunter up effortlessly, coaxing another moan when he slammed him against a nearby wall. He slid a hand into Sam's pants, which finally made the brunet break the kiss to throw his head back in ecstasy.

“Different enough for the little princess?” Lucifer asked before pulling back Sam's shirt and sinking his teeth into his shoulders. Sam screamed out his approval, digging his nails into Lucifer's back in return. By now he was practically grinding against the other, all dignity long forgotten. He didn't know how much he needed to be touched like this before Lucifer finally did it. Sam was still furious and angry, but damn he couldn't deny that he wanted this.

“If you stop now I'll kill you!” Sam hissed desperately before biting his lip.

“Oh I won’t, trust me…” Lucifer grinned and bit down again, obviously enjoying the lustful noises Sam made. His hand grabbed the hunter's crotch in demand, earning an immediate reaction when it grew bigger in his palm. Sam made a displeased grunt when he retreated his hand. He looked back at Lucifer with a daring gleam in his eyes.

“Scared, angel?”

“In your dreams, pet!”

Suddenly Lucifer shoved a knee between Sam's legs, pressing right against his hardening manhood and the hunter finally lost it. He grabbed Lucifer's face and pulled him into another kiss, deep and demanding and without holding back. Screw morals, screw doubts - he needed this, he wanted this and he wouldn't stop now. Between them battling to dominate the kiss and Sam grinding against Lucifer's knee was no room for thinking anymore.

Lucifer almost tore apart Sam's and his own clothes, not caring if he ruined anything or not. It was a delicious feeling for Sam to be grabbed so roughly, even if he would never admit it to anyone else.

“Oh god, just do it, please!” Sam growled, grabbing Lucifer's arms just as harshly.

Lucifer didn't need a second invitation, much to Sam's delight. He was rock hard by now, which made the hand Lucifer pressed against his bare cock even more incredible. Sam didn't think twice before wrapping his legs around Lucifer's waist to pull him closer. He let out an encouraging growl when cold hands slid down his back. There was so much heat building up between them that Lucifer's touch felt like a blessing.

There was practically no warning when Lucifer lifted Sam up again, but the next thing he felt was a sharp pain rushing through his system. He screamed out loud when Lucifer pushed into him with no preparation whatsoever. It was the perfect mixture of pain and pleasure and Sam clung to the angel's neck as if to save himself from drowning.

“You almost got yourself killed, you stupid moron,” Lucifer grunted, earning another pain filled moan when he let Sam down completely.

“Fuck you!” Sam hissed in return. He had to fight just so his eyes would open, but he managed to shoot the other an angry glare. “Are you gonna finish this or do you wanna talk?”

“Oh I'll finish you, don't worry,” Lucifer grinned.

As soon as the angel began moving, Sam’s mind was shut off. This wasn't romantic or gentle, not even a bit. Lucifer was rough and harsh, Sam's screams only encouraging the animalistic act they committed. Sam couldn't tell at times if he was screaming from pain or pleasure, it was all too overwhelming to differ between the two. The only thing he knew was that he kept begging for more, for Lucifer to go faster and to not stop. He was completely lost in this.

Lucifer's pace was inhuman, but Sam craved every second of it and soon his nails had left deep marks on the angel's back and his voice was hoarse and weak. His own back would probably be covered in bruises the next day, too, given the force he was pressed against the stonewall with. Lucifer was not careful with him at all, he was like an animal that only followed his instincts - his hands grabbing Sam possessively tight, pressing their bodies together to keep the human up, and his rutting had something so wild and unrestricted to it that Sam couldn't even find a moment to breathe.

It all didn't last longer than ten minutes, but for Sam it felt like hours had passed when he noticed Lucifer's pace changing. He became even rougher and faster, reaching spots in Sam that the hunter was unaware of before with his deep thrusts. Sam was so exhausted by the time he felt the explosion in his groin that he couldn't let out more than a faint 'oh God’ when he came. He barely noticed the cold filling him up only seconds before Lucifer stopped moving, but the grip on his hips was so intense that he could still feel the pain through the veil of bliss.

Sam could barely catch his breath when it was over, his whole body was aching and trembling and he thought he would pass out at any moment. Now Lucifer's hands were gentle again, holding him close while calming down from his own high. When Lucifer lifted him up to pull out, Sam couldn't hold in a disappointed groan.

“Fuck… you…” Sam’s voice was cracking and faint, but it still earned a chuckle in return.

“I would say fuck you too but I already did that,” Lucifer said and carefully let Sam down.

“Asshole.”

Being forced to stand suddenly made Sam realize how weak his legs were. He couldn't hold himself up alone, so he leaned against Lucifer for support. He wanted to be angry at the angel for making him do this, but it seemed impossible to be. All that Sam could do was lean his head against the other’s shoulder instead.

“I hate you, you stupid Devil,” he huffed.

“Really?” Lucifer asked and Sam swore he heard the smug grin in his voice. “Didn’t feel like that a minute ago.”

Sam knew he was blushing, but since his face was almost buried against Lucifer's skin he hoped he wouldn't notice it.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” he said and showed the angel a finger. “It wasn't that great.”

“It wasn't?” Lucifer asked and laid a finger on Sam's chin to make him look up. “Are you sure about that?”

Sam knew what would follow and he still couldn't prepare himself. After this furious and rough act, the gentle kiss Lucifer pulled him into was utterly confusing. Sam's eyes closed on their own the moment they touched and he could feel a warmth spread through his body that felt incredibly sweet. All his anger was blown away, only leaving room for delight and excitement. He knew what they had just done might turn out to be a huge mistake, but at the moment he didn't want to think about that.

“I'm trying to be sure,” Sam mumbled when they parted their lips, but he didn't move further away. Instead, Sam stayed so their foreheads were touching and he was still holding the angel around his neck. “God help me, I'm trying to be…”