#im gonna destroy this show with my mind

[tpwk-formula1]

Kimi Antonelli. I would like to have my pizza with coliflower crust(grumpy reader) with Alfredo sauce. Now for the toppings, maybe with basil, broccoli and Gouda cheese. And for my drink sprite and truly. Maybe mt dew (sub reader) and yes aftercare. THANK U MY LOVE❤️❤️❤️

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

cauliflower crust sunshine x grumpy Alfredo sweet sex basil "I love to watch my cum leak from your pretty pussy" broccoli "Made just for me huh?" gouda “Slow down? You just told me to speed up, make up your mind silly girl” sprite size kink truly belly bulge mt dew dom/sub dessert yes served by Kimi Antonelli

Kimi x Grumpy! reader

TW - riding cock, belly bulge, size kink, missionary, unprotected sex, creampie

WC 1400+

Y/N POV

"Why are you so moody today," Kimi whispered into my ear while pinching my thigh is a "behave yourself" manner.

"I'm not," I snapped whispering back getting more annoyed with my boyfriend. He just rolls his eyes at me before turning his attention back to the rest of the table and joining in on their conversation leaving me to wallow in my own annoyance at my boyfriend.

"Are you good?" Ollie asks keeping his volume down so only I can hear him.

"I'm fine, why does everyone think I'm not," I whisper back at him letting him be on the receiving end of a verbal lashing. I cringe slightly when I realize Kimi had heard me snap at Ollie making him pinch my thigh a little harder.

"I mean you're normally pretty "grumpy" but today you have this look in your eye like you wanna destroy the world," Ollie whispers softly. I just shrug and we leave the conversation there.

He was right though, Kimi had always been the golden retriever boyfriend and I was the typical "black cat" girlfriend, which wasn't necessarily false but Kimi knew the truth. It was just a way to protect myself not wanting too many people getting too close to me, but Kimi spent years working on breaking my walls down, and here we are years later still going as strong as ever. As for the modd I'm in today, it's everyone else's comments on Kimi's F1 announcement that has me wanting to "destroy the world" or whatever Ollie said.

When the dinner wrapped up Kimi and I go back to his hotel room where he finally gets the answers he was looking for.

"It's just unfair Kimi! I mean they barely even watch you in Formula 2 and then the one time they watch you, you crash and while that is embarrassing I'm gonna be real with you BUT that doesn't mean you need to wait," I continue ranting laying in bed with Kimi making him smile but start kissing at my jaw and neck during my rant starting to distract me.

"Watching you get so mad on my behalf, it fucking hot," Kimi mumbles into my neck rutting his hips into my side letting me feel his hard cock through his briefs. I just roll my eyes and laugh.

"I can't believe my very serious rant about hating the fans of Formula 1 has you so horny you're grinding into me," I joke before turning onto my side so I'm facing him and pulling him in for a quick kiss.

Kimi refused to pull away so what was supposed to be a quick peck turned into us fighting for dominance with our tongues. Finally Kimi is pushing me on my back before climbing on top of me pinning my hands above my head all the while keeping his mouth on top of mine.

"Kimi, I need you," I whine against his mouth making him let out a breathy laugh making my pussy throb just at the noise.

"Hm. I wanna watch you bounce on my cock," Kimi said with a smirk before letting me use my strength to turn us over so I was the one on top now.

I start grinding my hips into Kimi's large cock making both of us whimper at the stimulation. I pull my sleep shirt off my body leaivng me in the lacey black panties I was going to sleep in before Im shuffling my body down slightly before pulling Kimi's briefs off letting his hard cock rest against his torso showing just how large he truly is. The tip is barely touching the bottom of his bellybutton.

I instantly start jerking his cock off dwarfing the size of my hand.

"Miracle I can walk in the mornings," I mumble softly making Kimi laugh at my little comment. Losing my virginity to Kimi was terrible and he refused to touch me for weeks after but as time went on we learned how to pleasure each other taking everything slow before I finally got my redo which was amazing.

"I can make it to where you can't walk tomorrow," Kimi said with a smirk written all over his face making my cheek heat at the suggestion. I just shook my head no, knowing tomorrow wasn't a good day for that.

I release Kimi's cock and make quick work of pulling my panties down before I'm climbing back into Kimi's lap. When I grip Kimi's cock I softly tease my clit making me whimper due to how sentive I was, but I needed to collect as much moisture on his cock as possible which wasn't very difficult.

Once Kimi's cock is drenched in my essence I slowly start sinking down making both of us gasp. Once I'm fully seated on Kimi's cock I give myself a few seconds to adjust before I start rocking my hips making both Kimi and I groan at the pleasure.

I start bouncing on Kimi's cock making both of us gasp and moan at the intense pleasure.

"Fuck, so fucking tight," Kimi groans making me speed up my actions slightly but still not going fast enough to bring either of us to an orgasm.

Kimi finally takes over and flips up back so he's on top and he slowly starts pounding into me making me gasp and moan feeling Kimi all over.

"Made just for me huh?" Kimi says with a smirk making me look at him noticing that he was staring at my tummy making me look down to notice the bulge from Kimi's cock.

I moan at the sight of Kimi's cock going in and out of my body slightly stunned at how noticeable it is.

"Fuck, faster please," I whimper while pulling Kimi's neck down to me so I can kiss him while he speeds up his actions making me whimper at the intensity.

Kimi pulls back slightly and starts fucking into me faster than he was previously making me gasp and feel my orgasm start to approach. Kimi knowing my body so well picked up on this and started pushing down on the bulge in my stomach making me feel Kimi so much more than before, it was starting to get almost too intense.

"Too much, slower," I moan and gasp out through a stuttered breath.

“Slow down? You just told me to speed up, make up your mind silly girl” Kimi says with a smirk all over his face. While he kept up the pace he let up just slightly on my stomach.

"I can tell you wanna cum," Kimi says before moving his hand from my stomach to my clit and rubbing it in soft circles bringing me over the edge.

"Fuck," I whimper while arching my back and cumming all over Kimi's cock sending him over the edge with one final thrust before unloading a massive load of his cum deep into my pussy making sure to fill me before slowly slipping his cock out not wanting to hurt my overstimulated pussy.

When Kimi slipped out of my pussy he just sits back on his knees and watches as some of his cum starts leaking out of my pussy.

"I love to watch my cum leak from your pretty pussy" Kimi mumbles softly leaning down to kiss my lips making me blush at the dirty praise.

"Do you feel better?" Kimi jokes with a smirk all over his face making me roll my eyes and nod softly making Kimi laugh.

"You take me so well," Kimi says while getting out of bed and pulling me into his arms where he carries me into the bathroom where he puts me on the toilet to do my business while he turns his back and turns the shower on.

After Kimi and I shower together he helps me get dressed into a new shirt to sleep in before helping me step into my panties before laying us both of us on the bed for a cuddle.

"Did I really look like I wanted to destroy the world?" I question feeling back for snapping at everyone today. Kimi just nodded his head softly making me groan while he laughed at me slightly.

"I yelled at Ollie," I state softly making Kimi pull me into his side and place a soft kiss on my cheek.

"I know, I heard. But, if you feel that bad you can apologize tomorrow on the flight back," Kimi tells me softly knowing I won't feel better until I do apologize to Ollie. I just nod my head softly before melting into Kimi's embrace and falling asleep in his arms.

[psychosith]

Stars Around My Scars

luke skywalker x reader

summary: luke sees you shirtless for the first time since you escaped the empire

warnings: mentions of torture, injuries, nudity???

a/n: guess who’s back from their lengthy, unplanned hiatus? me! i’m back! enjoy this little ficlet while i decide what im gonna write next!

two long months you had been held in a star destroyer, subject to endless torture as the general grilled you on various rebellion happenings. it had destroyed you, body and mind. you thought you would die there, alone and bleeding in the cold cell, until you’d been saved by some rebels in stormtrooper getup. it was tricky, but you managed to make it back to the rebel base and reunite with your boyfriend, luke. he gave you space, let you heal from the traumatizing experience.

through your period of recovery, you continued to aid the resistance as best you could. you met with rebel leaders almost daily to plan attacks and missions, and it was after one such meeting that luke followed you back to your bunk.

flashbacks from your time in the empire’s clutches haunted you, and they were looming particularly large today. you were plagued by the memories, and you longed for the sort of comfort only luke could provide. so you asked him if he would stay in your room tonight to keep you company.

the door to your bunk whirred as it slid open and you walked straight to your closet. the dress shirt you had donned for the meeting was itchy and tight and you wanted to get it off. you grabbed a loose t-shirt and headed to the bathroom to wash off while luke settled on your bed. you had been so comfortable with him before your capture that it felt weird to be showering without him, but you knew if he saw what they had done to you he would be too disgusted to stay with you.

so you would bathe separate from him. you didn’t bother locking the door behind you as you shucked your dress shirt off and made to turn on the shower. the warm water let off a gentle steam and fogged up the mirror. you stepped under the spray when the temperature was to your liking and sighed in relief. a warm shower was just the thing to help you relax. the water washed away all your thoughts and feelings and replaced them with a sense of calm.

you took your time in the shower and by the time you got out your fingers were pruned and wrinkly. you had your back to the door and you didn’t register it opening.

“babe…” your whole body tensed when you heard luke behind you. while you were naked. all your scars were on display.

you felt a calloused hand reach for your hip. “don’t touch me,” you bit out. you couldn’t stand to look back at him, the disgust you knew you would find in his face would break you. “it’s gross, i know. just let me put on my shirt.”

“is that what you think?” luke snatched your wrist before you could tug the shirt over your head. “you think that i find you too gross to look at? that i don’t want to see you naked because of these?”

he traced a scar with his fingertip. “yes,” you said, “i know that’s what you think. don’t tell me, please. i couldn’t bear it if you thought me to horrible to be with.”

“i don’t think that at all.” he took your chin in his hand, turning your head up so you were forced to look at him. “you’re so beautiful, don’t you see that? these scars don’t change that. they just show how strong you are, that you could overcome such a thing. don’t ever think they make you ugly. ever. you’re still the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen.”

against your will, you smiled softly. you didn’t even entertain the idea that he might be lying, for the intensity of his words was too strong to be a lie. he took the shirt from your hands and discarded it, leaving it abandoned on the tile floor.

luke led you back to the bed and laid you down, snuggling close beside you. he pressed featherlight kiss after featherlight kiss to your scars and traced them with the tips of his fingers all throughout the night. in that moment, you wondered why you ever thought he would think you less for the trauma you went through.

in that moment, you had never felt more loved

[o-sunny-day]

Please Reset Your Save File :)

idk what came over me but here take this forgettable au wingdings undertale ARG ass image

speaking of being a mystery image with secrets to be unlocked, i’m gonna refrain from yapping. do the sleuthing yourself I believe in you

ok…. fine….I cant resist…. BUT DO THE TRANSLATING YOURSELF IM NOT DOING EVERYTHING FOR YOU

Ill start by explaining my proccess cause it was quite eventful!

The jumping off a cliff towards something was inspired off of this tiktok :D

Thought it worked GREAT for a character who was so dead-set on his goal he destroyed himself in the process of achieving it… And thats all I had in mind, Wingdings reaching twords his goal (a star/the player) and the rest I just went along with as I drew

I didn’t intend on the background being black, was just a placeholder, so once I finished the line art I fiddled with the color. thought some sort of “blue screen of death” would go well with the themes of what happens to him since he is IN a game. so the universe literally restarts (resets :3) itself to get rid of a glitch (him)

My theory currently is that his goal was to become some sort of player/gain the ability to reset, and once he did that, the game saw him as an error/glitch, so got rid of that- bro IS Turbo from wreck it ralph

After that whole idea- I was looking at some references to replicate the text and it made me go “OOOHOOO” when I saw the QR code like “oooo I could make my own and have some fun with that…” and so I did- and decided to link my original idea for that!

Reference:

I had fun making some differences in the wording to fit the situation

In the end, 2 silly illustrations that are fun to flicker between!

talking about the actual drawing though:

The cliff Dings is running off of has echo flowers because I SWEAR those are important. trust.

Him not wearing gloves is meant to depict how little he cares for his own safety in his last days. I did the same thing in my IM SANE amv!

The “star” having an eye is meant to show how its both the player, and seeing the stars/surface that Wingdings is reaching for.

The wingdings font covering Dings’ face/eye socket is meant to symbolize that perhaps he feels defined by his inability to communicate like other people naturally can.

“Ths Stars, They Cry Out Your Name” is my favorite thing in this… from Wingdings’ perspective, the only thing that matters, that understands him, that TRULY values him…is THE STARS. its like this goal that he has that will make him feel valued. Getting to the surface = being “worth it” But truly, the stars are the PEOPLE that care about him. Asgore, Alphys, Sans, people that are genuinely concerned over his obviously deteriorating mental health- they CRY out his name, not “call” like I had originally planned.

“66%” hehehehhe funy gaster numbr

ok and last thing- Im gonna cry remembering this dialogue from the official Clock App

its so important for this AU, PLEASE

[darlingdaisyfarm]

ok so this was SUPPOSED to be just a scene in my fic but now idk if i should make it a one-shot bc DAMNN

i was just writing & building up this scene in my fic and then my brain just fucking broke. because. WHAT IF

so imagine bursting into Ford's lab (pre portal) bc you need to find Ford’s journal (for the plot). u know there’s something in there, smth about shutting the portal down and u can't let Bill get his hands on it

but the second you see Ford you know it's not him because of his posture & intonation of voice is wrong too. when he finally turns to face you his eyes are yellow

Bill finds it hilarious, he thinks ur nothing, weak, dumb, not even worth worrying about so he just. lets you in

he’s leaning against the workbench, throwing out some "aww, you came all this way for me, sweetheart?" just bullshit, probably trying to get under ur skin but you don't take the bait, don't even look at him

and then you just start smashing his shit and BILL FREEZES. genuine panic for the first time. because you're destroying everything they worked on. ur hands sweep across the workbench, smashing glass, overturning notes, sending stacks of delicate calculations flying

“HEY” you don't stop, grabbing the nearest equipment and throwing it, sending a monitor crashing, the screen shattering into a mess of exposed wires and ruined circuits.

Ford (Bill) panics like “WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, OKAY, RELAX, SWEETHEART, LET’S NOT—”

“HEY, THOSE TAKE TIME, Y’KNOW—”

you don't give a fuck bc you need to find that damn journal while Bill is trying to dodge the chaos, scrambling to grab whatever’s left, floundering.....

so when your back is facing him Bill lunges, wanting to attack you BUT THEN BUT THEN BUT THENNNNNNN you whirl around with Ford's journal in hand and Bill stops immediately because there’s a memory gun pressed right between his fucking eyes!!!! (well Ford's eyes but you get me)

for the first time Bill actually feels threatened. but no no no he doesn’t let it show, he won’t let it show. instead his lips curl

i haven't figured out what he's going to say yet, still working on dialogue but maybe something as:

“ohhhh, baby, ya don’t wanna do that.”

“what, you really gonna do it? really gonna erase your precious genius from his own mind? gonna wipe out every little memory he’s ever had? everything you've ever shared?”

“oh, c'mon, u really wanna erase ALL that? all that brainpower? all those little memories? what was it, your first date? your first kiss?”

and all of that while he takes a step forward, coming closer until he's right in front of you. he leans in. presses you back against the workbench

“you really wanna lose all that? cause lemme tell ya, dummy, he won’t remember a damn thing about you.”

ur finger twitches on the trigger and Bill is like “aw, don’t feel bad,” while wrapping Ford's fingers around your wrist. “you humans and your little attachments. it's cute, really. adorable, even. but c’mon, sweetheart. we both know you ain’t gonna do it. you don’t wanna hurt our lovely brainiac. deep down, you know he'd never forgive you”

“Ford would rather forget me than be your puppet.” you say

anyways

im still thinking about how i should write this scene. it can be two ways

1. you grip the gun tighter and Bill tilts his head, his grin widens and then that freak leans forward until the barrel of the gun slides past his lips. “y'know, Ford's got a real sensitive gag reflex.”

2. Bill leans in and presses his forehead against the barrel. “go on, sweetheart, pull the trigger. pull that trigger and poof! your little nerd loses everything.”

anyways bill cipher you are a whore that's all i wanted to say

[mandowifey]

What kind of father figure behaviours would Miguel have?? I’m thinking protective af

Oh boy oh boy oh boy BUCKLE UP.

Father!Miguel O'Hara Headcannons

Warnings: ANGST, SO MUCH ANGST, Mentions of child loss, death, violence, this is canon Miguel, reader can give birth but is not gendered. Mentions of trauma, depression, bad brain times. He's a broken man, yknow?

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First and foremost, Miguel is scared.

This is a man who had lost it all twice. He had watched his child die. He had lapsed so terribly into himself that he was able to rationalize stepping into another man's life and pretending to be him. He isn't right minded, he's broken and hurting.

All that self blame and doubt chokes him sometimes.

He hurts, constantly.

When you tell him you're pregnant, everything goes still. Fatherhood is something that had always been just outside of his grasp, and now it was here right in front of him. He doesn't fill with light, or smile and laugh, but he does look at you like he's seeing a ghost. There is fear in his eyes, not of you or the baby, but himself.

Because what if he fucks this up again?

Miguel can not stand the idea of opening himself to that pain. He already shoulders that guilt every day, rewatching videos of himself with his daughter. Can he even find room in his heart for another child? He almost feels like it is a betrayal, that he was never a good man to begin with if he were so willing to move on.

When your face drops and your eyes brim with tears, he pulls out of it.

One of Miguel's best abilities is being strong for others. He can be what you need right now, and he will.

Cue the absolute nightmare of expecting his child.

Aside from you being sick, Miguel worries, constantly.

The man can hardly focus on his work. He always asks one of the doctors to go check on you or have you in contact with him. Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean the multiverse loses its importance. But god is he distracted.

"Have you been eating enough?"

"Taking your vitamins?"

"How much water have you had?"

It'd be cute if you didn't know better.

You know how much he has lost and you know that he is petrified of losing you both too. Not to mention you are certain he feels undeserving of another chance, especially after destroying an innocent alternate universe.

The way he looks at you tells you everything; he thinks you are made of glass. Something fragile that could break any moment. While you try to assure him that isn't the case, he still worries.

Once you start showing, it's over.

He is constantly caressing your stomach, holding you close, breathing you in. He thinks you smell so good pregnant. Miguel loves to feel your belly, cooing to you about how good you look carrying his child. You don't doubt for a second he loves you.

Miguel is protective, most assuredly. When you want to go walking around the base or go grab snacks he is on you like a shadow. Always watching, always protecting. He makes sure the other spider folk don't bump you, and offers to carry you when you mention your feet swelling.

God, he'd love to feed you. Checking on you constantly if you're hungry, offering to run and grab any cravings you ask for.

When you get further along, he likes to talk to the baby. Speaking in Spanish occasionally but mostly asking if they are giving you trouble.

"They are gonna have my attitude, I know it."

Oh boy, when the baby comes?

Ohhhh boy.

First off it is a way bigger deal than it has to be.

That man would be in the middle of a job and get a ring on his watch.

"JESS, I GOTTA GO."

And she looks at him in time to watch him clawing back into a portal.

Him running full speed, throwing himself against walls and scratching down them to get to your room faster.

His mask withdrawing to show messy hair and wide brown eyes, coming to your side and taking your hand.

"I'm here, Im here." As he kisses into your damp hair.

You get to surprise him, twice.

He didn't know the sex, and didn't know you were having two.

When he see's his daughters for the first time, his eyes leak. The smile on his face stretches miles, his arms open as he cradles them into him. Oh he'd be melting.

You'd never seen him cry, but that day he does.

He's so proud of you, telling you how well you did and how much he loves you.

"Okay Miguel, gotta let me hold one." You laugh.

He's inseparable from you. Looking at those babies with such love and surprise, unable to believe that he was a father, again.

When you fall asleep with the girls tucked in your arms, he stays up and pets your hair.

And he promises himself that this time it will be different.

Your babies would be HELLA protected.

Good god, he is like a hawk with those girls.

Always watching, always making sure they were safe. He'd have eyes on them constantly.

Miguel is a good man at heart, and now he wants to make things right. He'd dedicate as much time to your family as possible, asking Jessica to stand in for him as often as possible (until she herself has her child).

He'd want to teach them to be like him. One of your daughters can stick to walls, and the other has tiny claws like he does. You enjoy lounging on the couch while he climbs the walls with the girls giggling after him.

Your family is beautiful, blissful. He protects all three of you.

And while sometimes you have to hold him at night and assure him that its okay to move on, he knows he's doing his best. He wraps you in his arms and looks at the baby monitor screen, watching the girls sleep. He begins to doze as you pet his hair, assuring him they were just fine.

Miguel would fall asleep against you, head tucked in your neck and strong arms locked around you.

And he would believe it was okay to forgive himself.

[potchi-fics]

zaun (part three of attention)

i | ii | iii | iv | v

      rays of sunshine creep through the tiny cracks of your blinds, waking you up from your deep slumber. the moment you open your eyes, you let out a groan of annoyance. what’s worse is it hurts when you swallow, you feel a slight throbbing in your head, and you feel sluggish. you think that you might be sick. just in time, your alarm clock screams. a slam of your hand shuts it up: shut up, im already up. you force yourself out of bed and opt for a quick shower– grabbing your towel and necessities, you walk to your bathroom. thanks to your shampoo and soap, you manage to smell like lavender and vanilla; a scent youve always adored.

stripping your clothes, you step under the showerhead and turn it on– letting the cold water hit your somehow hot body. im gonna run a fever, arent i. you grumble in irritation, but you focus on the water hitting you, pondering about your interaction with sevika. now that you think about it, its been a couple of days since her last visit. a single question runs into your mind: maybe i should go to zaun again, it is my day-off. 

youve made up your mind, you’ll explore the city. 

laying out clothes on your bed, picking your choice of outfit; black cargo pants paired with black shirt, layered with a coat, and black boots– cant forget your trusty dagger. you check your watch and you figure you’d be there in a couple of minutes. with one final look at yourself in the mirror, you head out.

the bustling city fills all your senses, i probably wont get used to this. this time, you fully take in zaun– kids playing on the streets, drunkards already drinking, elders talking to each other, everyone seems lively today you thought. putting your hands in your pockets, you turn into an alleyway. markus was right, curiosity will get you killed. while walking, you see a child crying in his grandmother's arms and of course, you being a nosy woman, listened to them.

“but grandma,” he wails out, “i really love that radio. why’d they have to destroy it?”

his grandma rubs his head comfortingly, “hush now, ill buy you a new one.”

      you know that look in her eyes, that guilt and regret swimming in her eyes: she wont be able to buy one. look, you werent always a piltie, but that story can be told another time. absentmindedly, your feet bring you to them. you were only snapped back to reality when you hear her ask.

“what do you want? we dont have anything anymore.” the elder hisses out.

you raise your arms, “im not here to take anything, im here to see if i can fix your radio.”

what?

“what?”

this is what i get for being nosy, “i know a few things about ‘em.”

      but the twinkle in the boy’s eyes, his sniffles quieting down, and hugging his grandma tighter? you had to do something. 

“r-really?” he’s a timid little kid.

you slowly kneel beside them, “yeah, kid. ill try to fix it, cant promise you though.”

      you take a look around their house– its small and messy, considering theyre living in an alley, you cant judge. tools that you can use are tucked away in a box in the corner, thinking theyre good enough. seeing that youre eyeing them, the kid hurriedly brings you the box. thanking him, you carefully grab the radio; its old, and run-down, but it works. using a flathead, you disassemble it.

“its not broken, luckily.” you take a glance at the two, “the screws are loose, so you just have to tighten them again.”

      you turn it on once you assemble it back to its original form, a small smile creeps into your face as you hear static before hearing voices.

the grandma brings out her waller, “how much do i need to pa–”

“dont mind,” you stand up to interrupt her, “its my day off.”

her face shows gratitude but her eyes show seriousness, “dont give kindness here easily, kid.”

      your eyebrows furrow, confused by her comment. you could only offer them a nod before making your way deeper into the alleyway, relieved you could fix the radio. before turning, you hear the kid yell a thank you which makes you chuckle. but your victory is cut short when you hear a fight going on. your instincts turning on, you put your back against the wall and take a peek behind it.

its sevika. and shes not looking good. her arm isnt working, she’s outnumbered: she looks like she’s about to pass out. debating whether you should help, you watch for a few seconds. one man was about to punch her but you quickly jumped in to block it. her eyes met yours almost immediately, however, you ignored her and put yourself between her and them.

“you shouldnt be here, pretty little thing.” the middle guy snarled. 

you only stare at them, “i really dont give a fuck. like, at all.”

      guess that pissed him off because he quickly charges at you but you trip him and stepped aside to give him to sevika, seeing the vulnerable man heading her way, she quickly uses her right hand to punch him in the face. on the other side, you were dealing with two guys. one rushes to throw a fist but you evade by ducking and giving the other man a punch in the liver: a body shot, he crumbles down to his knees– giving you the chance to deal with the other. 

“lousy,” you comment, jabbing him and hitting his nose, “weak, unfocused, poor execution.”

      with every insult, you land hit after hit. he bares his yellow teeth at you while holding his bloody nose and mouth. you feel arms around your torso– throwing your lower body in the air and forcibly throwing yourself down, you make the clingy man stumble forward– hitting his buddy. your gaze goes back to sevika and you see her getting pinned to the wall. quickly grabbing your dagger, you make your way to them and slash the back of his knees, making him let go of her. sevika pants but lands a hit to his jaw– knocking him out cold.

you turn to look at the other two, only to see their back turned against you, already running away. cowards. hearing her groans and labored breathing, you turn around and help her up– putting her arm around your shoulder and trying to support her weight.

“i didnt need your help,” sevika grunts out.

you sneer back, “sure, sure. you look like you were winning actually.”

      she tries to escape your hold but right now, you are much stronger than her. you scold her and force her to hold onto you. 

“dont play with me right now, sevika. my head is already hurting,” you warn her.

sevika huffs out, “just this once. i have a safe house somewhere around here, its not far.”

      scared that she was gonna bleed out, you briskly walk, but still gently handling her. after a few minutes, you reach an abandoned building. she leads this time. this place is a goddamn maze, the smell of wood and cigarette brings you back to reality, the door to her safe house opening. 

you take in the sight, you snort at the messy place. she limps to sit on her couch, letting you close and lock the door. you rush to her to assess her injuries: bruises, cuts, and a wound that would probably need stitches.

“you got a kit?” you ask but youre already rummaging through her things.

she snorts, “bathroom, lower cabinet.”

      making a beeline for it, you hurriedly walk to her bathroom. seeing the kit, you let out a breath of relief and grab yourself a few ointments and a wet cloth. you go back to her and she looks like she’s really about to pass out. your voice wakes her up, making her stare at you.

“this is gonna sting,” you prepare the stitch to start.

she dismisses your comment with a wave of her bloody hand, “this is nothing.”

      only breaths and occasional groans from her fill the quiet room, giving your entire focus to finishing her stitch. snipping the thread, you move on to clean her wounds with the wet cloth you grabbed earlier– dabbing and rubbing the blood away, sevika lets the calming action take over her. too tired and worn out to complain. roughly twenty minutes pass and you finally reach her face; taking a moment to stare at her, your eyes roam from her eyebrows, down to her nose, and travel down to stare at her lips. 

“you done starin’ at me?” though her eyes are still closed, you figure she mightve felt your gaze.

warm cloth meets her skin, “wasnt staring at you, i was starin’ at your wounds, asshat.”

      she suddenly grabs you by the waist to pull you to her, your hands landing on her chest to steady yourself. 

“what are you doing.” red paints your ears.

she chuckles lowly, a sound that makes you want to rub your thighs together, “im only making it easier for you.”

“actually, this is harder for me,” you manage to blur out, “stupid.”

      you attempt to pull away but her hold only tightens around you. sevika finally opens her eyes to look at you and you realize: blood loss. 

she looks intently at you, slowly leaning in and putting her nose into your throat– inhaling your scent. you flush at this, the redness covering your entire face now. sevika drags her nose up to the side of your neck, finding your pulse; youre scared she’s gonna feel how fast its pulsing. your hand grips her bicep, feeling the muscle and how solid her body is. your eyes shut as her nose travels up your jaw, her lips just grazing your skin. 

“you shouldnt have come back here,” she whispers out.

      you didnt know it was possible to be closer to her but she grounded you on her crotch– making you straddle her. she pushed you down into her, emitting a throaty groan from her. you, on the other hand, are breathless, you cant think properly, your ears are ringing, and your hands are shaking. she kisses your jaw, resulting in you opening your eyes.

your hand that’s holding the cloth squeezes between the two of you and positions itself on her forehead to push her away. her head lolls back as she finally sleeps. Ignoring the fire in your abdomen, one thought crosses your mind: fuck, that did things to you. 

note: finally building tension

[nalyra-dreaming]

https://www.tumblr.com/nalyra-dreaming/783583189912485888/i-feel-like-im-going-crazy-because-i-keep-on

Okay, what arcs had been destroyed and what repercussions will this have on future arcs specifically by Rolin introducing Amel early?

Also you said her fate was not as inevitable in the book, is that because they aged her up and given her freedom (went to college and left for 7 years) and found love (w/madeleine) which book!claudia couldn’t do? What parts of the relationships did Rolin and Hannah chip that? Sorry, I’m not well versed on the books and I’m curious. Thank you for a detailed explanation.

cracks knuckles

Okay, nonny, this is gonna be long, and hopefully not too rambly :)

The Amel arc has more or less been confirmed by Sam already in this video 34:15 mark forward. I would advise to just listen to it.

In and by itself it is quite the genius move - bring in Amel early, therefore likely condense the two main destruction events of the vampire world into one (the “burnings” of Akasha and Amel in the books), and bring this element of the later books all the way back hooked into season one. Bring in reasons for some of the vampire’s behaviorisms, too. It IS clever.

When I say “destroys arcs” then I mean that, by rebuilding the show from scratch in a way - shifting Lestat’s age, pulling some events forward, recentering relationships differently - he is ultimately changing those relationships - and the events that shape them - irrevocably. They simply cannot work the way they do in the books.

Take for example Claudia’s turning, which I talked about here:

The very welcome(!) changes re Louis resulted in a myriad of little repercussions, which then resulted in very different circumstances for Claudia’s turning.

By having Amel rise to consciousness already - in whatever rudimentary form - they are setting up the “excuse” for Lestat already, an excuse and a reason, which will not be received well within this fandom, lol.

By using him already (I think! Analogous to the repercussions of the turning of Claudia and the changes they made!) they change the reasons for a lot of behaviorisms by Akasha and others. Again, it is clever! It solves a bit of the problem of why Akasha does what she does - why she chooses Lestat, too, and it expands the reason why she ultimately misjudges him, but at the same time it creates new problems.

In the books, Akasha kind of falls for Lestat’s brazen display of naive, rash masculinity which he displays in her shrine, and then in the music videos which he creates to provoke the other vampires. She makes up an image of him in her mind, an image which does not quite fit.

“I love you because you are so perfectly what is wrong with all things male. Aggressive, full of hate and recklessness, and endlessly eloquent excuses for violence-you are the essence of masculinity; and there is a gorgeous quality to such purity.”

Lestat is not full of hate though, on the contrary. Oh, he revels in violence - but then that is something ALL vampires do. They love the kill. But he only goes along with her in the first place because she threatens those he loves. She misjudges him, and he turns against her, ultimately, despite her threats.

By making Lestat older, more jaded, and not as naive and rash they had to shift the reasons for her choosing him the same way as they had to shift the circumstances of Claudia’s turning. Or will have to, I should say.

I’m not sure how they will play the rockstar arc. In the books, Lestat starts that whole thing to find the others, to find LOUIS. And to shield Louis. I can see that stay the same, given the end of the second season.

But this Lestat… the show!Lestat - is so much more powerful. He has the cloud gift - another little repercussion: he does not need to fight off hordes of vampires at the concert, he can just… fly off. He has a strong mind gift, he has the fire gift, can manipulate matter (open the door by will) - why, if healed and powerful, would he not simply incinerate everyone threatening him? What would make this Lestat go with Akasha? Can she just abduct him, like she does in the books? I doubt that, actually.

I think this Lestat might go with her willingly, at first. I think this Lestat might be driven to align with her views, for a while, maybe through Amel.

Because, again, this is not “Anne’s Lestat” as Sam put it. He is not young, naive, rash, impulsive, and still discovering his powers. He HAS those powers already, and has had them, for quite a while.

If this Lestat would want to fight Akasha off (while she did not want to incinerate him on the spot, granted), then there must be a reason for it.

Within the setting of this universe they created, they have to provide a logical reason for this character. And it isn’t that Lestat is “filled with hate”… not really. But it could be, if that “hate”, that violence was Amel’s canonically violent awakening.

Lestat in the books is fascinated by and afraid of Akasha. He loves her and shies away from her, unable to fight her off in any kind of way really. And she forces him. By mind and spell gift, as well as her pure strength. Granted, some of that might stay the same - but it cannot stay fully the same.

This Lestat will not be changed so much from his previous self he does not quite recognize himself anymore afterwards. This Lestat will not experience severe body dysmorphia in the books afterwards. This Lestat will not be afraid of his own powers.

This Lestat will not hate himself or his body afterwards. This Lestat will not shy away from the others because of that. This Lestat will not run from his relationship with Louis after the ordeal with Akasha.

This Lestat will not seek “a way out” the same way. He will not try to kill himself over what has happened to him, because of these feelings. He will not try out the “mortal body” deluding himself he only wants to feel the sun again (after all we saw that his hand did not really burn when catching the rat, meaning he is quite sun-proof already). He will not try to convince himself he is the same evil Magnus was because of that.

No, THIS Lestat will likely do these things because of other reasons. And these “other” reasons totally change the character, and the resulting relationship(s).

They change the upcoming “body thief” arc, because if they really pull in Amel as a reason for Akasha and Lestat’s driving violence, the mutual recognition of it too, then that changes the “why” as to why Lestat would want to escape his body. It changes the why for the why he does it all in the first place. It changes the why of his running from Louis.

Rolin has talked about agency a lot - the thing is though, in the books Lestat is often the victim. He is not so much that in the show. He cannot be, not really, due to the way they shifted things. And that is why Rolin had to bring in "more" agency for Louis, too, at least supposedly.

IF the Amel awakening is already happening, then whatever happened in the driveway in 1x05 and has been memory-edited (as we know now) will have to do with it. If it is, then Lestat’s reasons for reflecting after that, and the reasons for “murder night” have also shifted, rather severely. (Here, too, a lot of Claudia’s reasons in the books fall away, since she is older - there will be a revisit of murder night, likely next seasons (the writers have already confirmed that, ages ago), so we will still see what really happened, for now just remember that Claudia’s diary does not match what we saw, and the writers… have NOT used the reveals from the book “Merrick” yet (which is where Claudia’s diary comes from)).

Because THIS Lestat, IF we take Amel as awakening/there in the driveway scene, this Lestat will be scared and bewildered by what happened just the same as Louis was. This Lestat will be ashamed by what happened, yes - but he will also be bewildered. That much cited “time out” Lestat got in the garbage dump will come with different meaning for him, the rejection part will be much more felt - that too, has been hinted at in episode 6 in the car scene, and then in the trial setup in season 2 already I think, with the insinuation that Lestat maybe… just maybe also came there to get revenge in some kind of fashion. Oh, we know already that the trial was scripted and that what we saw was not the truth there either, so it remains to be seen what they will make of it next season - but THIS Lestat, this Lestat came to Paris with a bitterness that his book counterpart likely did not carry.

His book counterpart came to Paris, knowing Armand, and afraid for both Louis and Claudia. And he went to Armand to more or less beg for their lives.

Lestat in the books understood why Claudia had to do what she did. A lot of people mis-cite that part of the books, claiming he “deserved to die” because Lestat was “abusing” them - which is in line with what season ONE claimed, I get it, but what he really says there is this:

“It was the crime that was to be my undoing: the creation with Louis and for Louis of Claudia, a stunningly beautiful vampire child. Her body wasn't six years old when I took her, and though she would have died if I hadn't done it (just as Louis would have died if I hadn't taken him also), this was a challenge to the gods for which Claudia and I would both pay.”

He knows what he did to her, locking her into that too small body, damning her to eternity as a “doll”.

Claudia in the show is no child though. Not really. And definitely not anymore in season 2.

And that put the show into a difficult situation, because, as pointed out, show!Claudia… would not really have needed to die, not even by the vampire laws. Her behavior was carefully adult, her clothing and makup, too. And they had already established that she could just leave… so they had to bring in a reason why she would return, why she would feel the need to return. And they needed to bring in a reason why Lestat would (supposedly) not let her go.

They needed to bring in actual abuse, both domestic and sexual, setting up parallels for season 3 (and Lestat’s (upcoming) past), because the reasons of the books weren’t cutting it anymore for the changed settings. Now, others have talked a lot about all this, @virginiaisforvampires has, at length, so I won’t repeat all that here. Just another nod towards “Merrick” here, from which the writers took the diary pages and Louis’ attempted suicide so far - but not yet Claudia’s ghost, and the reveal of Claudia's hand in all of it.

Bringing in actual abuse (in the books Lestat and Louis fought ONCE, and on equal grounds(!)) and in the way they did though… would continue to bite them in the ass though, and I think they knew that.

Because book 2 forward, LESTAT is the main character, narrator of most of the chronicles. They always knew the switch was to come, and so they knew they would need to find a way to more or less annul what they did there - without (and here it gets really difficult, imho), without letting the black man stand there as a liar.

Now, it is canon that book!Louis DID lie. It’s literally stated in the books, and Jacob has also inferred that, in that video, in the end. Jacob has been quite blunt about it also, that Louis’ tale is a mixture of memories, deliberately and not-so-deliberately delivered scenes, and that Louis "presented Lestat as a monster.” The show obviously went much farther than that, namely made Armand literally edit Louis’ mind, edit his memories - shift the blame to him (something I predicted would happen before s2 aired btw, and which made people real mad at me lol).

Book!Armand HAS influenced Louis as well, to turn Madeleine for example, and he put a “veil” over him, before they came for them. So the show going further is built on canon - but there, too, it is a “ramping up” of what was/is.

With them knowing Lestat would become main character and them knowing that they had to bring other reasons for “murder night” it is actually quite… logical that they would need to think of something to shift perception. Logical for them.

They already did so with the fight revisit in s2 - oh look, it’s actually Louis who was the aggressor, at least until the coffin room. Haha!!! //sarcasm off. I think it’s clear that that little reveal… mostly fell flat, because Lestat as the “white racist abuser” had been thoroughly established by then. But I think they think that bringing in Amel will bring that final shift in perception, namely shift the “violence perception” away from Lestat.

I don’t think it will. I think it will be hell in fandom when they try to do that. And I have stated before, and am stating it here once more, that I personally do not like this setup that I think they chose.

But I do think they think it will. I think that was one of the reasons for their plan to bring in Amel that early, and in this kind of manner.

By bringing in this (let’s call it) concept though they changed all the surrounding relationships, rather irrevocably.

Some of it is based on the settings change, and the therefore changed ages, and I DO appreciate that they thought about what that would mean for these characters.

But Louis and Lestat are built now on a power-imbalance, and NO MATTER the reason, there will always be the end of episode 5 now between them. ALWAYS. Their first flight, so very important for them in “Queen of the Damned” is now forever tainted as well! Also, Book!Louis and Lestat were only a few years apart. Both were more or less “young vampires”. Not so in the show, no matter what will be now, Lestat and Louis will not have grown into it all together, the show jump-started them to the big discrepancy of the last books. To the acceptance that is, in the books, so very hard won.

Louis and Armand are much worse off as well - Armand sees Louis as a vessel for himself, and their parting is one in anger not numb and disillusioned neutrality. I seriously doubt we will see them in any kind of acceptance of each other in the show which we DID get in the books in the Trinity Gate era.

Lestat and Claudia are worse off, too - oh, there are enough clues in the show that Lestat did love Claudia, but it is clear I think that Claudia saw him more as her keeper, and not in a good sense - so far, at least, because there, too, the incoming reveals of the missing diary pages will play a rather big part though.

By focusing the show on the cycles of abuse - and I have no doubt whatsoever that they will continue to do so in the upcoming seasons and the relationships to come - they created pitfalls for themselves.

Because how can you root for these characters, right, how can you forgive them?

And they have stated that they have want(ed) to focus on that needed forgiveness....

Rolin and Hannah both said that it’s a “gothic romance” and “within the realms of his evil” as a defense for this chosen angle, cherry-picking at things that have their place in certain arcs to justify their ramping up the abuse and violence. And (I think) they think that a lot of it will be explained away with Amel.

But, again, the abuse and violence… the FOCUS on the abuse and violence… changes these characters and their relationships with each other. Irrevocably.

Don’t get me wrong here, abuse, violence and even sexual abuse and violence are parts of the books. But a big part of the books is also the try at overcoming that - breaking the cycle of abuse (which Lestat does btw, and which Rolin annuls with the changes he made in setup and focus), and forgiving. Louis, accepting his grief, and his depression, and his story. And that he chose this. Lestat, accepting that he was forced into this, and is who he is. And that he wants it, despite not choosing it.

The show jump-started Louis at the end of season 2 to the end of “Prince Lestat” with that “I am the night” comment. They condensed the journey. Which does free Louis up, yes. But - if they want to do “body thief” - why then would this Louis, who has/seems to have accepted who and what he is, reject Lestat? For example? Because book!Louis rejects Lestat in the “body thief” book because he does not want to condemn Lestat’s soul to their life (again) - and he does so, knowing losing Lestat will likely kill him.

All the changes they do in the show have ripple-effect repercussions for the arcs yet to come.

Who knows, maybe they’ll do “body thief” with Daniel (getting a new body), the possibility is definitely there. But then Jacob and Sam and Rolin have all talked about that book, and finding a “clever way” of doing it, and Jacob about how much he wants to do that scene with Sam. And it will be reallllyyyy interesting what they will choose as “reason” for the rejection. Because imho it will have to be a different one, now.

And Lestat will not have to withdraw after QotD and Akasha’s abduction either. Louis is already used to the power-imbalance, hell LESTAT is already used to the power-imbalance. He HAS all the powers already, so why would it frighten him, make him feel body-dysmorphia and suicidal??

Amel “choosing” Lestat makes Lestat the proverbial “prince” of the titular “Prince Lestat” book. There’s more to it, of course, but Rolin has already talked about this Lestat having traces of the prince in him.

The Lestat of the books though… manages to reach that status amongst his kind on his own, through what has happened, and how he dealt with it. The Lestat of the show… will be hobbled/buffeted by Amel from the beginning, as well as the choices re abuse and violence. As such, the journey he takes, will be, by necessity, quite a different one, bodily and mentally. And it won't be the same.

This show is an adaptation.

It does not need to follow the books word by word.

It does not need to be the same. Absolutely.

But by focusing on the cycles of abuse, and by introducing some rather important changes they have changed some core traits of the characters - and therefore their arcs, through the ripple effect adaptions that are needed because of them.

Claudia was old enough to live on her own, and had proven she could. Chosen solution: sexual violence and toxic overbearing domination and abuse.

Lestat is much older and jaded, much more experienced and much more powerful - and he needed to be killed but knowing he would take over the show at some point there would need to be a caveat. Chosen solution: Make it clear he was an abusive asshole, but leave a trap door for later.

Louis could not simply be a liar, or missing memories. Chosen solution: His mind had to be fucked up by someone else.

And so on.

Ultimately, we will only be able to judge, and evaluate afterwards. Afterwards, after all our seasons have hopefully run (fingers crossed), we will able to look back, look at the clues, and analyze whether our takes were correct. Given my predictions for season 2... well. We'll see :)

And I cannot give you a definite prediction as to how the arcs will change, because it will heavily depend on how exactly they do them.

But if I am (even if partly only) correct re Amel and the upcoming Akasha arc - and again, I don’t WANT that, it’s just something I see coming - then there will be a lot of ripple effect repercussions incoming.

I do think the show can pull it off btw - but it will be very much a beast of its own by then. The relationships will not be the same as in the books, and the reasons for some of the events won’t be either. They cannot be.

[sixsixtwenty]

hi, hi💜 i was wondering if i could request SCP-076-2 x reader fluff/smut mix? :3 might be 2 vague, but go wild!!

i am bordeline obsessed with that man. (1 of my multiple husbandos so sue me.)

so. BET BUSTER. srry if it's short and shitty I've been going through some shit.

scp 076-2 x Reader

(fluff + smut)

You and Able have been dating for a little while now, around 1-2 years so average relationship! it has been VERY hard for him for the concept of relationships. let alone love.

(c'mon he's like 10,000 years old or something. gove this man a break relationship standards keep changing like plz-)

at first when he even remotely caught feelings he's not even accepting it. not even acknowledge it. he's just "well ok. i hate that. I'm gonna kill people."

but it's been bugging him over and over with his feelings about you, he's doubting the feelings and just thinks it's just another form of hate.

but every fucking time you're around or even walk past him let alone be in his eye sight he's crumbling.

sometimes even some guards around him who even caught a glimpse of his face could've sworn his cheeks becoming a bit pink.

(not able giving them a death stare right after)

he just didn't know how to adress it or even adress it at all and just let it fix itself.

but then someday you came up to him and did the dumbest (or luckiest) move and told him those 3 magical words.

he was. baffled. quite baffled.

"I love you."

"what?.."

"i love you Able."

"..."

He was. staring. staring into your soul? no. he's trying to stare into your mind.

but when he just kept staring you suddenly kissed his cheek..you kissed his cheek?

oh shit his cheeks are red CODE RED-

and literally 1-2 years later he's Your Boyfriend.

it's very quick to him but yet he isn't complaining.

and the day you brought up that you just wanted to be fucked by him/fuck him. (YOU SINNER! SATAN! COME GET EM-)

he was thinking about it because if you remember. he isn't opposed to sex. but now that you're here.

he's considering it.

eventually he finds himself in your room (he destroyed all the cameras too <3)

while you are just undressing yourself. your chest fully exposed to him and your sex showing.

in all it's glory.

his eyes are wandering all over especially to your sex wich is kinda surprising! but he's super into it.

and when your eyes stravel over to his body. his very muscular olive skinned body. your eyes also travel to his sex. noticing that he's pretty damn hard.

and gah dayum is he hard. he looks almost 10inch big. and you're like "well i hope that fits".

you throw yourself onto him (with his consent ofc bc consent is VERY sexy)

(im sorry in very tired rn so- no horny rn)

you stick his cock all the way into your mouth trying to deepthroat him while he's a grunting mess. and by the time he cums your mouth is filled to the brim.

trying to swallow it all before he just pins you down on the bed and fucking you into the mattress. (have you seen this man bro?)

he's incredibly rough once he gets the hang trying to fill your ass with his liquids (cum.) while you're holding onto dear life.

"you're fucking up my insides!"

"im not killing you."

"FEELS LIKE IT....but it's hot."

after you two finish up and you being a complete pastry because of a certain someone.

you just cuddle up to him. pushing your face into his chest doing this wiggle motion as if you're comfy asf. (let's be honest. his chest id both soft n squishy+ hard af)

wrapping your limbs around him. and him doing the same to you, his long hair hanging down and tickling some of your skin

it was. a very nice scenario for you.

you wrap your blanket around you both not caring if any of the forbidden juices land on the blanket.

he could've sworn you purred.

Able just feels at peace. just knowing that you're there for him. that you won't leave him

you're the only one who truly let yourself near him and didn't scream for your life.

"you're the only one.."

[aerindrs]

୨୧˚⊹♡ Understanding All My Enhypen Drs - Part 1

i have five enhypen drs as of now, one being only girl dr, another where im a guy and three group shift drs (one of them is enhypens sister group) which will be posted later.

1. Enhypen (Only Girl) Desired Reality

my name is Moon Aeri in this reality. i am shifting to iland or post iland (honestly depends on my mood but im shifting around debut era to be exact!).

i am a 02 liner here. my backstory here is similar to current reality except at 15 years old my family moves to korea due to my dad getting a better job in seoul and just a few months later i go on pd 48. because of evil editing and fans votings i was eliminated. at the moment i was casted by jyp himself to be a trainee there but i guess his mind changed or whatever because the next day he was telling me i had no confidence in dancing or whatsover and overall destroyed my passion to become an idol. in this dr i had always been great at playing instruments (guitar and piano mostly) and started writing songs since i was 12. i had released some songs via youtube, sound cloud and jyp suggested i could join him in making music instead and become a producer. it was a great opportunity to be honest, writing songs for idols like twice and the new debuting group itzy. even sm entertainment had reached our their hands for my music. so i agreed. i had no strict contract or whatsoever and was free to make music whenever where ever i pleased. it was okay in my opinion. the following year, in 2019, (around 6 months before iland) i was contacted by bang pd himself. he had seen my dancer covers from the previous years on my youtube channel and had seen my stages on pd 48, he asked me if wanted another opportunity to become an idol. being an idol was always my dream, i couldn't let this one slide. jyp had long since given up on me. the practice rooms were always open but no one ever stopped by to see me. and for the first time someone was willing to see me. and just like that just 6 months later i was going on iland to finally debut. me and three other girls were put as surprise contestants for a-maybe-co-ed group. and so when i shift (based on my mood tbh) i will either be entering iland or leaving it.

> random stuff about this dr:

i did karate for two years when i was 8 years old.

i am known to be very athletic (i did track and played vollyball throughout middle school and high school).

this dr is very girl crush, baddie, only girl in enha (uk where this is going).

if u follow me on tt, uk this dr is a ot7 poly dr but very very slow burn which i have no clue how it'll all work out.

i shifted to around 2021 accidentally once and got some ideas about my life here that i didn't scripted like my relationship with the members, some memories etc which i will be posting individually.

2. Enhypen 8th Member Desired Reality

my name is Shiriashi Hanako or Shin Hanuel, but my stage name is Ko. i was adopted by a half korean-japanese couple when i was three months old. i am a 03 liner in this dr. my backstory in this dr is,, i did ballet from when i was 12 years old and attending ballet schools in japan and london. my bsf is kazuha in this dr and she and i were a stuck together since childhood. we did ballet together and joined a dance academy with her in high school. in 2019 when she left to go to korea of course i went too. that time we heard of the survival show iland, kazuha dared me to go in it (and i debuted in enha blah blah). i am shifting to around june 2024 during romance untold promotions.

> random things about this dr:

this dr was previously gonna be another ot7 poly dr but thats kinda at the back of my mind..

when i scripted that ^ out it was heeseung as my s/o and at that time i was shifting to 2022 during blessed cursed era and we were dating then.

but this dr kinda died until i saw a karina edit (#needthat) and wanted to revive this dr and script her as my s/o instead. but instead of just creating a new plot i made heeseung my ex..

here's what went wrong,, i scripted we'd break up because of his self homophobia thing and i just accepted it, we moved on, stayed friends and well i move on with karina blah blah.

BUT NO. i suddenly get a dr memory of heeseung storming out of the dorms and im calling him from behind like chasing after him but he leaves. and as the front door closes i fall to floor crying so hard the members (i saw jays face) they all had come out and were so shocked like wtf is happening.

since then im actually like utterly shocked and idk how to feel about this dr.

karina and i had started as a one night stand/fwb thing that i thought maybe we could work out but she rejected me after things were getting serious so we literally only were together for a good three months.

^ i scripted that cuz that felt right. it wasn't a dr memory.

after the dramatic heeseung memory though i kept getting more memories of him. some where i was physically cringing or flinching when he was near or some where he was too nice telling me to not burn myself when i was cooking ramen (FOR HIM TOO. DO U GET ME GUYS IM SO CONFUSED LIKE WHATS GOING ON BETWEEN US?!?)

i realised us breaking up was around nov 2023 maybe and things changed like soon after. it went bad but during i think when i was seeing karina from june thats when heeseung started acting like he's missing me again and i'm like hella confused.

lowk wanted to give up on this dr but if uk me uk i LOVE lee heeseung i cannot just throw this away. so im shifting and im gonna find out wtf happened to make our breakup so bad and well patch it up.

Part Two

[sturnispider]

can we get a Sabrina and Nathan where Sabrina had like a famous album she sings and wrote (midnights by Taylor swift preferably NOT FORCING U) and she opens for Madison Beer singing some songs of the album (if you don’t like the album pick any album you want) and Nate is screaming every last words to all her songs (based off the MAy 2024 vlog)

ofc!!<333 but im REALLY sorry i dont like taylor swifts music (my opinion<3) so i changed it to short n sweet by sabrina carpetner!! i hope you don’t mind💘💘

⸻

the venue was packed — lights flashing, fans buzzing, and sabrina standing backstage with a mic in her hand and her name glowing behind her in soft pink letters. she could hear the crowd, loud and ready. it wasn’t even her headlining show — she was opening for madison beer — but somehow, they were already chanting her name.

sabrina said “okay. this is insane. i’m gonna throw up but like… in a good way.”

matt said “do not throw up. this is a borrowed jacket.”

nick said “you’re gonna kill it. like always.”

chris said “you should dedicate ‘please please please’ to nathan. make him cry.”

sabrina said “he already cries when i sing that one. he’s ridiculous.”

from somewhere in the crowd, she could already hear it — a voice yelling her name louder than anyone else. no surprise: it was nathan. he was in the front row with a VIP pass, triplets’ hoodie on, both arms in the air like this was a rock concert.

the lights dimmed. sabrina took a breath and walked out.

the crowd roared.

sabrina said (into the mic) “what’s up, boston? i’m sabrina, and this is short n sweet. let’s get into it.”

she opened with feather, and sure enough, over the music and screaming fans, one voice pierced through:

nathan said “I SLAM THE DOOR,I IGNORE—YEAH!!!”

she tried not to laugh mid-verse.

then came please please please, and she didn’t even need to sing the chorus — nathan was already belting it out, every word, eyes closed, hand on his chest like he was the one who wrote it.

nathan said “I BEG YOU DON’T EMBARRASS ME, MOTHER—”

someone next to him filmed the whole thing, muttering “bro is in love.”

backstage, the triplets were dying laughing watching the live feed.

chris said “he’s performing harder than she is.”

matt said “no he’s not. he’s just unhinged.”

nick said “he’s a stan and the boyfriend. dangerous combo.”

after her set, sabrina came off stage flushed and glowing, still catching her breath.

sabrina said “he sang every word. louder than the speakers.”

nathan (walking in immediately after) “you KILLED it. oh my god. cindy lou who? never heard of her. this was a cultural reset.”

sabrina said “you were screaming like you were fighting for your life.”

nathan said “because i was! emotionally!”

she laughed and leaned into him, still holding the mic.

sabrina said “you’re insane.”

nathan said “insane for you.”

matt said “can y’all do this somewhere else?”

chris said “yeah, we’re trying to focus on the fact that our sister just destroyed that stage.”

nick said “also someone next to nate fully cried. we have footage.”

nathan said “i cried too! she deserves it!”

they all cracked up again and sabrina shook her head, smiling.

sabrina said “next city’s gonna be even louder. y’all better be ready.”

nathan said “i already memorized the setlist. i’m ready to scream.”

⸻

after the show, everything was still buzzing — the adrenaline, the compliments, the fact that sabrina pulled off a flawless set and had a boyfriend who basically acted like her unofficial hype man the entire time.

they were still backstage when madison walked in, glowing and relaxed, holding a cold water bottle and grinning.

madison said “sabrina. you snapped. the crowd was obsessed with you.”

sabrina said “thank you! that means a lot, i was freaking out.”

madison said “you looked like a pro. and your boyfriend? icon behavior. i heard him over my in-ears.”

nathan said “it’s called support.”

matt said “it’s called being feral.”

madison said “do you guys have plans tonight? i’m thinking post-show aquarium run. private after-hours thing. it’s kinda my weird tradition.”

sabrina said “say less.”

—

thirty minutes later, the group was walking into the dark, neon-glowing halls of the new aquarium. it was completely empty — just them and the staff.

chris said “why is this actually the coolest thing ever?”

nick said “i feel like i’m on a school field trip but famous.”

matt said “i’m about to bond with a stingray. give me a second.”

sabrina walked beside madison, still riding the high of the show, and said quietly,

sabrina said “thank you for letting me open. like genuinely. tonight didn’t even feel real.”

madison said “girl, you’re the real deal. that album’s gonna go platinum.”

behind them, nathan was pressed up against a giant tank like a kid, pointing at a shark with wide eyes.

nathan said “babe, look! he’s literally judging me. same energy as you when i eat the last fry.”

sabrina said “he’s smarter than you.”

nathan said “he’s not dating you though, so who’s really winning?”

chris said “the shark. always the shark.”

they stopped at a jellyfish tank glowing soft blue. sabrina stood in front of it, totally still, and nathan came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

nathan said “you’re the only person i’d go look at fish for.”

sabrina said “i just sang to thousands of people and this is what makes you romantic?”

nathan said “it’s the jellyfish. they humble me.”

meanwhile, madison and the triplets were laughing at matt trying to “communicate” with a sea turtle through the glass.

matt said “if he blinks again, it means we’re spiritually connected.”

nick said “bro’s one ‘namaste’ away from losing it.”

as the night wrapped up, they all took a group photo in front of the shark tank — everyone holding up peace signs, sabrina in the middle, nathan dramatically pointing at her like she just won a grammy.

madison said “same time next city?”

sabrina said “only if we can go to a planetarium next time.”

nathan said “as long as there’s wifi, i’ll scream your lyrics anywhere.”

long ahh😭😭

@sturnispider

[alexander-beyblader]

The time I publicly destroyed a bigot in Starbucks

This might sound fake but I assure you, my life is stranger than fiction.

Me, named Gregory House, 65M, minding my own beeswax: I’ll get a large warm milk please!

Some white guy: under his breath My name is Chase, and im judging you. Warm milk? Get a life.. they don’t even sell that here

Hot Barista named Wilson: Actually yeah we do sell warm milk, does that bother you?

Chase: Rolls eyes imagine actually drinking that

House: I don’t have to imagine grabs my warm milk and takes a good sassy swig

Chase: Notices my ace pin Oh so you’re an aceggot? So you just don’t get laid? That figures

House: Yup, I’m a proud “aceggot” and that has nothing to do with my preferences in beverages

Woman behind me whos played by the same actress as Emma Swan in the 2010's TV show once upon a time: Did you seriously just call that person an aceggot? What kind of world are we living in!?

House: Yep, I’m used to it though.. That’s what you get for being openly asexual it seems!

Chase: I’m literally a gay man and I won’t let you Jesus freak aces shame me for having gay sx, people like you are hurting my community. I’m gonna go have SX with my boyfriend

House: Uhhhh buddy you were the one shaming me for buying warm milk and now you’re shoving the image of s*x down a sex repulsed ace’s throat… Not a good look. And yes, I’m a proud Jesus freak!

Woman played by Emma Swan: I’ve been an out asexual woman since the 80s and let me tell you, mr. Gay, we have done nothing but further acceptance for your community and carry your community on our backs.

House: You have the nerve to talk down to an asexual elder? Really?

Wilson: Throws water on the bigoted guy

Wilson: Well… I might lose my job for this but at least I can say it was worth it

House: picks up my warm milk and pours it on his head

CHASE: I HATE ASEXUALS AND ASEXUALITY. YOU ARE NOT EVEN HUMAN.

House: loudly and proudly Another warm milk please, on the house! I think I’m owed it

Wilson: You know it!

Chase storms out crying and House and Wilson make out aggressively.

[karabell]

Crazy theory time!!

This is a couple of sorta out-there ideas that my mind has latched on to and i literally cannot stop thinking about, so I’m just gonna let it out here, and lmk if y’all think I’m crazy or not.

The books endings can be rewritten

So, in the toffee break arc, it’s shown at the end that it is possible to alter the story based off of how the people act, as said by Buddy Bro:

Why would this be possible? I mean, you’d assume that the story would want to be played out exactly as it was written, and if it strayed then there wouldn’t be a proper ending. But the book finds an ending anyway, correcting itself accordingly.

Chase also mentioned that they’d need to ask Silver about it, but it’s never shown. So I’m assuming it’s to imply that it’s true? I mean, if Punko wanted to show that it’s not true then she would have explained it right? Just as she did when regarding Buddy showing up in all the books.

Maybe there will be a time when they will be forced to rewrite an ending (like, perhaps needing to save a certain someone from in-book deaths 👀).

Buddy is plotting to destroy Ex Libris

Also what was up with the cryptic thing Buddy said at the end of the episode?

“He might be useful after all”

Maybe Buddy isn’t a part of Ex Libris willingly

Maybe he’s trapped there, or is unable to leave due to other circumstances, and he was the one to scatter the keys around, and he’s trying to gather up a group of people to take down Ex Libris?

Like Chase said in a later chapter:

My guess is that he’s stuck, and trying to employ help from other people, and Chase just kinda threw a wrench in things.

Buddy also seems to be aware of the torn out page in the book, so maybe he was the one who tore it out?

Ack, I’m not even sure if im making sense anymore. This was just me trying to string together all the little bits of lore that punko left for us. Happy theorizing!

[dr-gl0rbiez]

What, hunger ones! ‘Tis time to sup upon images of delight!

Im not trying to speak in Shakespeare anymore. Too mind boggling. Anyways!!!!

First drawing is gonna lead me into a headcanon ramble soooo prepare to read!

So, in that picture, it was about Halloween time, and it is very likely the Curtis gang had seen “The Alvin Show”, which came out in 1961. Johnny and Ponyboy originally had the idea, and decided to have Dally to join in (after forcing him and using blackmail material willingly supplied by Tim). Dally only agreed if he got to be the “leader”, Alvin basically. Johnny wanted to be Theodore because he just liked green and figured he fit him the most. Much to his chagrin, Ponyboy was left with Simon and was teased ruthlessly because he “already has the glasses for it!” (I am a firm believer Ponyboy and Darry have glasses they have to wear, but Ponyboy NEVER wears them).

Darry only let it all slide because he just wanted Ponyboy to put his glasses to use for ONCE. Even for a silly Halloween costume. You can see Ponyboy considering whether or not biting Dally would be worth it (he bit him after the picture was taken). In terms of HOW the costumes were gained was simple. They used old sweaters Darry grew out or just didn’t like to wear for the boy. Darry and Soda just sewed them up if they needed some fixing, and added the “D.W” onto Dally’s sweater. I 100% believe Mrs. Curtis planned to teach all her children to sew when they were old enough to not prick themselves. She only got to teach Pony the basics before the accident.

Anyway!!! Darry managed to buy a plain red cap for Dally to use, and Soda gave Pony some old jeans for him to wear. Unfortunately, just like in Soda’s case (they were Darry’s first), the pants were too big so Pony had to use a raggedy belt to hold them up. Dally wouldn’t take off his stupid boots for better shoes, and Darry’s long learned to pick and choose his battles. Specifically, his battle with getting Johnny to accept the hand-me-downs.

Johnny is very amazed by the existence of non-old, not tight, and mostly clean shows because they were Soda’s! But, as well all know, he (Soda) has a tendency to just…not wear shoes, and i like to think when he does, he just wears the same pair everyday until they are physically unwearable. So, Johnny’s shoes are in good condition. Like in Pony’s case, Johnny was given a pair of too big jeans, but from Steve. Steve insisted very much that he didn’t care for them and didn’t want them anymore, but the gang has seen him wear that exact pair to work for weeks at a time because “they’re comfortable”.

They’re a family full of hand-me-downs, your honor. Well, the only things handed down are things that AREN’T completely destroyed or dirtied beyond repair.

Anyway!!! Again!!! I have a Soda from a 1930’s magazine that I thought fit him nicely, cause that’s a pretty boy!! I also altered the text just a teensy bit but that’s okay. I also had to trace the text at the too because my handwriting isn’t the sweetest or most readable. Finally, we have a Cherry drawing i actually love very much!! Idk why, but i saw cherries, thought “Cherry”, blacked out, then realized i was drawing Cherry. It’s a living. Sorry for rambling, but i just had to get the silly thoughts out of my head so badly. Fun to talk. Fun to think.

Tagging @kalied0skull because he wanted to be part of a tag list thing for my art (thank you so much for your kind words 💔💔), and @thefairyghost (thank YOU for the request snd your support!) because they requested the Alvin and the Chipmunks thing. (dunno if either tag worked, let me know if it didnt)

Anyway, hope you have a nice whatever time it is for you! Im gonna keep drawing til like 3 in the morning!

[parkcivconfess]

Hear me out for some EMClownbo. Specifically, soulmate version.

Now, Soulmates are rather common and it's known that they can be platonic or romantic. Why are they known? Simple! There's a few dozen different types but every kind of soulmate connection you can think of is there. Not all at once of course though, and not even people who are soulmates are garentted to have the same kind of connection.

For example, when Evbo writes on his skin, his messages show up on his soulmates bodies. He loves nothing more than to write them sweet little messages and get their reactions back. He doesn't even have to worry about space, because neither can write back to him. Instead, from one of them (EMF), Evbo gets sensations. When EMF bites into a warm cookie and decides to share this feeling with his soulmates, both of them can feel the warmth in their mouth and taste the sweetness even if their mouths are empty. He responds to Evbo's love letters that decorate his skin by kissing his own wrists and arms.

Both of these get the same reaction from their mystery third, flooding them with emotions that aren't their own. Everytime Evbo writes a note or EMF gives a kiss, they get a rush of emotions not their own, a rush of Love-Adoration-Longing-MINE. They will often get poked with Bored-Longing-Pleading-Lonely if they don't send their third their good morning message/kiss. This will always get Clown the desired kisses and messages.

When they finally get to the top of the Temple, Evbo Instantly knows that's his soulmate. Not only does he see his own writing littering their hands and arms, but the moment Clown sees him, he gets poked with, Curiosity-Longing-Hope from his soulmate. Evbo rolls up his sleeve to show the messages on his arm and feels a rush of, Love-Hope-Adoration-Longing that nearly knocks him off his feet. Evbo pays no mind to what Seawatt is rambling about and instead says, "I found you. I found you!" And releases Clown himself.

Seawatt is very confused as to why these two are holding eachother and kissing rather than fighting. Evbo only pulls away enough to say, "come on, introductions can wait. Our third is waiting down below for us." And without hesitation, Evbo is scooped up into Clown's arms as he charges down the course towards where EMF is trapped. Because Clown finally has people who will never leave him like that ever again, ones who risked EVERYTHING to Free Him. Holding and protecting them is much more important that destroying civilization at this moment.

y'all are literally gonna start making me ship clownbo im so serious dawg PLEASE i need yaoi in my system!!!

[traciekitten]

Sonic 3 spoilers!!

DAMMMMN SHADOWW YOU DOIN HIM DIRTY

(footage from here)

just oh my god. wow. this is my favorite scene in the movie, it hasn't stopped bouncing around in my head since i left the theater because there's so much to unpack here. i just HAVE to let the thoughts out of my head. some of these points I wouldn't have even thought of if i hadn't seen other people talking about it.

Starting with the thing i could feel curling up in the deep recesses of my brain while the scene was playing out: Shadow is trying to goad Sonic into killing him. Shadow doesn't even bother trying to fight back once they're on the moon and Sonic has the upper hand. He thinks Sonic is ready to do the final blow, and when he hesitates, shadow just keeps egging him on, telling him to "finish it." He’s not surprised, this is what he expected. it’s exactly what he was trying to accomplish with his taunts. (did he gesture for him to aim for the heart immm very normal and sane)

He's already charged the eclipse cannon. in his mind his life is now pointless, especially since soon it will go off and they'll all die anyway, and he may as well escape the pain of his grief sooner rather than later. He needs therapy DESPERATELY my goodness.

But also, he wants to die at Sonic's hand. He's encouraging Sonic to take revenge on him for hurting Tom. At this point, its a matter of morals and values. Shadow, now that it wont interfere with the plan, will not deny Sonic his revenge now that he's "won" it because he believes Sonic has the right to take it. All these revenge plots are justice to him.

And he wants sonic to take revenge, because it validates that belief. He points out throughout the fight that sonic is betraying his values to pursue revenge, “making the same choice [he] did.” Here's Sonic, someone who opposed his choices, making the same ones he called Shadow out for. Dying by sonic’s hand here would have proven him right in his mindset, and he was smug about it the whole time.

it’s worth noting, too, that if Sonic had chosen to take revenge, Shadow and Gerald’s revenge plot likely would have come to fruition as well. Without Shadow, the eclipse cannon would have destroyed earth. In choosing to stay true to his values, being vulnerable and honest, and showing Shadow that he could choose as well, Sonic stopped that from happening. He saved the earth and Shadow.

this scene is so loaded compared to anything in the first two movies that it blows me away. Also i honestly didn’t expect him to forgive shadow so quickly after that, he didnt even know if Tom was gonna make it. Says a lot about the little blue guy. I also didnt expect him to go off the rails, that was a pleasant surprise. I love when he gets serious!!

Looking at the beginning there again, do you think sonic sped up because he caught sight of shadow? Wouldn't be surprised if super forms come with super senses.

now if youll excuse me im gonna take the next 3-5 business days to finish processing this movie, might talk about it more might not, but i will be listening to other people talk about it definitely

[star-slinger]

MY FELLOW AMERICANS

(Im from the UK)

With the 2024 mootcord election, I believe you should all know some more about me and my character so you can do the right thing and vote for the stanicratic policies.

My name is Stanley Stan Staniel Stanathan Starslinger, a young man who believes in freedom… and power to the people and vampires…Vampires are really real you guys.

A long time ago, I became bloodbonded with a man… who just wanted to… ✨sparkle on, Brah✨

Now, as I am not american, I must take you to our slogan:

MAKE STAN AMERICAN AGAIN

Msaa is me showing that I respect and intend to implore the core american values… DESPITE being a bad toothed, tea drinking, crumpet enjoying britisian.

Now… the stanicrat policies:

NUMBER ONE. Be cutesy, Be mindful, Be demure.

To be cutesy is to be oneself, to be mindful is to respect those around you and to be demure… is to be free.

NUMBER TWO. Destroy the Leccy collage.

What the fuck even is the electoral collage? I genuinely do not understand, we gotta get rid of it, its turning the frickin’ frogs straight.

NUMBER THEEE. Yuri is to be made real.

This is basically gay rights.

NUMBER FOUR.people arent allowed to be poor now.

Basically, we’re gonna abolish the rich and take their money and then hand it out evenly to people. We’re taking the private jetts too, too much goin on over there.

NUMBER FIVE. Electricity and water are now free.

For one reason and one reason only, the gamers cannot be stinky.

NUMBER SIX. The national anthem is to be replaced.

Me and my team have discussed changes to the national anthem and have landed one either OPEN ARMS from the Epic saga (open arms in ode to the guns we all carry in this great country) or kian stones hit single Smoke with the devil.

NUMBER SEVEN. We’re gonna eat the guns.

So we’re gonna get the guns. Unlimeted guns. All the guns and melt them down into little snacks.

NUMBER EIGHT. Shitting your pants is cool

As of my election we have to make shitting your pants cool.

NUMBER NINE. Put blood in the bayou.

We gotta start putting the blood in the bayou guys, this country has been putting it off for too long.

NUMBER TEN. free phones and phone plans

Everyone gets a phone! For free! With unlimited calls and texts!

(As long as my face is on all of them)

THANK YOU AMERICA! FOR READING! AND THANK YOU TO THE STANICRAT PARTY FOR STANDING BY MY SIDE…

AND FOR MAKING STAN AMERICAN AGAIN!