#it’s so crazy because what do u mean!!!

[myuareustillsleeping]

PLEASE RPELASE PLEASE PLEASE THE PART TWO OF WILL U STILL LOVE ME NO EUL AGAGHAHAHAHAHBHHHHJ IM GOJNG CRAZY

Maybe, maybe not

after you broke up with no-eul, you joined the games because of your addictions of alcohol, because of no-eul again.

warnings: angst, some fluff, blood and guns, mentions of dying, mentions of alcohol addiction, major character death.

lower case intended!

good luck guys.!

you sat on a bench at the train station, drinking a bottle of soju. deep in your thoughts, and maybe even desperately trying not to cry in public’s eye, you didn’t hear the footsteps of a gentleman in a neat suit with his hair nicely brushed holding an expensive briefcase. possibly having some goods in there. he sat down next to you and opened his briefcase grabbing two ddakji in red and blue out.

he asked,

“want to play a game?”

that one sentence captured your attention, you looked at him and saw the money in his briefcase.

“the rules are simple, if you win i’ll give you ₩100,000. but if you lose, you have to give me ₩100,000.”

after the last bit, you knew you had to shake your head and decline the offer. you don’t even have the money.

“hmm, what about this. if you lose, you have to pay with your body. meaning i’ll slap you if you lose.” he offered.

it was surely a tempting offer.

“okay.” that’s all you said before standing up.

n

somehow your face wasn’t bruised. he slapped you pretty hard too. you kept on losing.

and losing.

and losing.

until you finally won, you flipped his ddakji over.

he smiled (more like a smirk) and handed you the money along with a card. it had a circle, a triangle and a square printed on it. on the back there was a number.

“if you would like to play more games like this, call the number on the back.” he grabbed his briefcase and turned around.

“what’s this?” you asked, making him stop.

“an opportunity.” he replied.

after that, you went back to your small apartment that you could barely afford anymore. you put the bag of soju down on the unstable table and grabbed a bottle. you flipped the card over and your fingers traced it. grabbing your phone out, you put in the numbers that were on the card.

hesitantly, you pressed the green call button.

“hello, who is calling?” the other line said.

“is this to join the games or something?” you said hesitantly, thinking it was a scam.

“do you wish to participate in the game?”the other line said monotonously.

“if you wish to participate, please state you name and date of birth.”

“(name) (last name), xx/xx/xxxx.”

you waited outside. you were instructed to as you were going to be picked up by a van. the light almost blinded your eyes as a car pulled up infront you. the window rolled down and you could see a person in a red suit with a mask.

“miss (name) (last name)?” they said.

“uhm yeah.” you replied awkwardly.

“password?”

“red light, green light.”

you could hear the door’s lock click and slide open. you peeked your head inside and got in. you saw a bunch of people sleeping, they looked like as if they have passed out.

“hey what’s with these people-“ before you could finish, a mysterious gas filled your nostrils and slowly your vision started to blur. before you knew it, your body slumped against the seat.

why were you here? you weren’t supposed to be here.

no-eul looked at your figure with a worried expression on her face through her scope, on the same gun she was supposed to shoot you with.

her breath hitched and her fellow colleagues could hear it.

“number O11, what’s bothering you so much?”

“nothing.” she replied, not showing a single ounce of emotion in her voice.

she looked through her scope and saw this old man on the floor, still surviving after he got eliminated.

she shot him.

what were you gonna think about her now?

after the game has finished, she went to her room.

she sprayed water on her face and looked at her hands.

those dirty hands, dirtied with blood.

and the blood could be yours.

her head was overwhelming with thoughts. what if she killed you? what if she killed you by accident? what if she killed you on purpose? and her excuse would be, “it’s my job.” that would be a pathetic excuse, what if you get killed by someone else? she couldn’t stand the thought of you dying, you needed to get out.

it was at night time, you had knocked on the door and asked politely to go to the toilets. your hands were trembling, you had just watched people die. and you couldn’t do anything about it, the image in your mind would be stuck forever. whenever you closed your eyes and you still see the people collapsing on the floor, in their own pool of blood. you wanted to save them, you wanted to be the hero. but in this situation? you had to survive.

to see her.

the door had finally opened and there was a guard with a triangle mask holding a gun. there was another guard behind them and used the gun to signal you to follow them.

they opened the bathroom door and waited outside.

you washed your face with cold water, hoping to get ideas and visions of how to survive. how to not end up like those people. it was selfish of you really, but it was a life or death situation. your thoughts were interrupted when the door opened and a guard came in. by the looks of it, they were a woman. they made sure the door was closed and slowly removed their hood, revealing medium length black hair.

then after, their face. the mask was held in their hands, and your hands were on your mouth.

“no-eul?” you whispered her name as if it was a forbidden word.

she couldn’t look at you, she felt so guilty.

“(name), look i’m so sor-“ she got cut off as you rushed to hug her.

you buried your face in her neck and she was knocked out of her trance. she wrapped her arms around your waist.

“i’m so glad you’re alive,” you mumbled in her neck.

she felt so guilty, it was weighing down on her so much now. she was about to break down.

she grabbed your face in her hands.

“we’ll survive this together.” she said determinedly.

“you have a better chance of surviving honey.” you said looking at her up and down.

she frowned.

“don’t say that, we’ll get out of here together.” she said grabbing your upper arms shaking you.

“maybe, maybe not.”

you could tell which one was no-eul, it wasn’t like you weren’t with her for so many years. you could tell her from so far away.

“3.” the carousel stopped and the lights dimmed. panicked people starts pushing and pulling and shouting.

you stood there, you couldn’t move.

suddenly a strong force pulled you into a room.

it was 380 and 125.

“thank you so much, i don’t know what happened out there.”

you thanked them bowing down slightly.

“it’s alright, we would’ve died if it wasn’t for you anyways.” 380 smiled at you.

it was almost like a routine, you always went the to bathroom at night and she would be there with you.

“i thought you died,” she mumbled in your neck.

you patted her back, “it’s alright, i got saved.”

she kissed your neck.

“i’m glad you did.”

you weren’t.

you wanted to die.

you wanted to end this.

the reason why you stood still was because you wanted it all to end.

the suffering, the game.

and most of all,

no-eul.

you don’t want to bond with a killer.

but she’s the only person you know here.

and she’s still a killer, you watched her kill somebody right infront of you.

and that’s why,

during the lights out.

you stood up in the middle, where the lights on the floor were on.

many people charged at you at once, hearing flesh and blood splat everywhere.

the last thing you saw was 380 shaking you mouthing something, or saying something. you don’t even know.

and no-eul’s not even here for your death.

how ironic,

will she realise that your dead? you wondered at the last few seconds.

maybe, maybe not.

[dark-rx]

Woke Beans

AITA for pretending to think beans in chili are "woke", to prank my Cousin who is obsessed with being "anti woke" and who loves chili?

My cousin is known for making chili. And he's good at it. He makes his own chili flakes from his "secret combination" of various dried chilies, it has a very nice kick. It's like the perfect amount of spice, it's hot but not too hot. He also always adds kidney beans. Not canned beans either.

Anyways for the past 2 or 3 years by Cousin has become obsessed with all this bullshit about what is or isn't "woke" and how "woke" things are the end of the world. He's always been a good dude so I don't know what his bag is but he is completely obsessed. It's annoying.

So the other weekend I was at his place and he was making his famous chili. So I got the idea for a little prank. I was like "I'm surprised you still put beans in your chili." He was like "What? Why?" I was like "Beans in chili are so woke. Everyone is saying so." He was like "What do you mean?" And he was like genuinely concerned. As if this was something serious. I said something like "Yeah beans in chili are woke, the original conservative Texans who made chili only used meat and chili. San Francisco liberals started adding beans to chili in the 60's because so many hippies were vegetarian. Now all the woke scientists are saying beans are a better protein source than meat." He didn't say anything to that.

I kind of just assumed he'd know I was fucking with him and get the joke. We have always fucked around with each other and jokes about and all. But he was quiet all dinner.

Just yesterday I was back again at his place and he was making his chili again. There were no beans. It was a totally different chili. This guy has been making his chili with beans for like 15 years. I was like, whats up? "Where's the beans?"

He was like "I don't fuck with that woke shit." I was like "What?" He was like "Beans in chili are woke. Even you know that."

Everyone else was like what? Because....what? I was like dude I was just fucking with you. He got REALLY angry. He dumped his chili in the sink and told everyone to go home. I thought he was pranking me back or something but he was serious. The dude totally lost it.

He texted me later and said this exact thing: "I researched this online and it turns out u really were lying to me, beans r not woke. How could u do this?"

We went back and forth for a bit. His position is even though we have historically pranked each other I went "too far", that I "betrayed him", that I "made him question his chili". I tried to ask him if this at all made him think he cared too much about "woke", like what if beans in chili WAS woke, so what? He ignored that and demanded I apologize.

Did I take this too far?

This has got to be one of the funniest things I've read about how crazy conservatives are getting.

[evilbookworm]

for that mileven.. what mike says doesnt mean anything because every other canon couple has only kissed once (except for jopper but one was improvised) and we dont see them having problems with not saying i love you because their actions prove they do. Mikes actions dont prove he loves el which is the problem. She literally sat in front of him and told him its all he needed to say for her to feel better and he still couldnt say it. The love monolouge was cringe and dumb and proves nothing because shes not talking to him anymore after because they lost the fight. In a show that has love overcome hate as its theme its rlly telling they chose to have mike give a monolouge the one time ever in the show where they lost. To that mileven, u r stupid.

Exactly!!!! Mikes actions say more than words!!! And the monologue was crazy cringe lol. The only reason El saved Max was because of her love for Max, not Mikes love for her. She was barely listening to the monologue. El has never needed Mike to win a fight, she’s always done it on her own. With anger, mostly. So how come it fails with Mike’s love confession? Because it’s not genuine.

[honey-flustered]

Loved playing a SULTRY game of WIP word tag Thank you @the-unforgivenn for tagging me. This was super fun! And I look forward to your works 😋🔥Here’s some WIPs from mostly my main page and one from my side blog. I have tons more I haven’t shared here but these are the ones I’ve been bouncing around between so don’t be shy to take a look ❤️

S

“Sweet. Just like you,” Logan comments before whispering into your ear. “But we’re not looking for ‘sweet’ right now, are we? Again.”

You’re taken aback for a moment but you persist, going in for another kiss. This time it lasted slightly longer than the first.

You search his eyes for approval only for him to say, “Again.”

Excerpt from ‘Naughty Lessons’ - OldMan!Logan Howlett x Virgin!Reader

Quick synopsis: You run into the former adult film star!Logan Howlett and ask him to teach you how to be desirable.

U

“…Use me, Breed me. I’m yours. Forever and ever.”

“Sugar…”, is all Eddie could groan out. You’re driving him crazy. He shouldn’t be so eager to fulfill your demands. Use you? Breed you? It’s all too much.

“Please...Mr. Munson,” You whisper hotly in his ear. “Oh, Mr. Munson…”

Excerpt from ‘Along For The Ride 2’ -Older!Beefy!Farmer!Eddie Munson x Mean!Rich!Reader

Synopsis: After the kiss incident, you develop a HUGE crush on Eddie and pretending you don’t is becoming a lot harder to keep up. Luckily for you, Eddie doesn’t intend on denying his feelings any longer either…not even when your father’s on the other side of the door.

L

…“Long as you’re payin’ attention.”

“Since we’re making some observations,” You begin, “I noticed you were a little tense throughout the hour. I hope everything’s okay. I know I can be harsh at times but I’ve got a soft spot for those I can tell are having a bad day. Maybe I can help you. I’ve got some great advice of my own I can share.”

“Yeah and what would that be?”

“Troubles shared are troubles halved.”

Cooper can’t help but chuckle at your indiscreet attempt to learn of his issues. “How convenient. Nice try, honey pie. But I ain’t spilling my guts to the likes of you.”

“Mr. Howard,” You taunt with the dramatic disappointment of a frustrated parent, hands on your hips. “Are you really that trivial of a man that you’d deny me camaraderie simply because I dare to challenge you at times?”

His eyes widened at this. “Challenge me? Lil’ miss, I’ve known you for three weeks and I do believe you're responsible for my chronic migraines. I’ve never had a student quite like you.”

Excerpt from ‘Mr. Howard’s So Hard To Tease’ - Pre-war!Cooper Howard x Virgin!Reader (on side writing blog- usetheeauthor)

Quick Synopsis: Barb Howard hires you to bring the passion back into estranged husband, Cooper Howard’s life.

T

“That’s alright, babe,” The sultriness of your voice hits him hard enough to send a jolt throughout his body. His eyes travel up stilettos, nylon-clad legs, an alluring figure and finally…the face behind the voice. YOUR face. Your smile is so sweet; sun shining from behind you and wind blowing in and around you. You were like an angel sent and he swears he can hear the heavenly violins.

“Will you be dear and hand me that love apple there?” You point at the fruit beside his feet.

Eddie breaks from his trance, retrieving the fruit resting at his feet though perplexed at your name for it. “Th-this?”

“Yes, sir,” You beam. “The French once called the tomato ‘pomme d’amour’ which translates to ‘the love apple’. They believed tomatoes had aphrodisiac powers.”

As you reach for the fruit in his hand, your fingers lightly brush against his and he shivers at the contact.

“I’m inclined to believe they’re on to somethin’,” You quip with a smirk.

Excerpt from ‘I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)’ - Gross!Perv!Incel!Eddie Munson x Older!Professor!Reader

Quick Synopsis: Wayne Munson seeks your services to free his reclusive adult nephew, Eddie Munson, from utter loserdom.

R

Ready to face the world as an item? That’s easier said than done. You’ve never been the center of the public eye before. But here you are stepping into the limelight with your rockstar boyfriend and it’s fucking terrifying.

Excerpt from ‘Cruel Little Vixens 9 1/2’ - Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Journalist!F!Reader

Quick Chapter Synopsis: The tabloids want to know the hottest rockstar’s girlfriend and you’re going to play the part.

Y

“You don’t…” He shakes his head in disbelief, voice trembling. “You don’t love me anymore.”

You swallow the hard lump in your throat, tears prickling the corners of your eyes. “No, Steve. I don’t.”

Excerpt from ‘You Don’t Love Me Anymore’ -MindFlayed!Yandere!Steve Harrington x F!Reader

Quick Synopsis: While on a romantic getaway, you decide to break up with Steve Harrington…big mistake.

No Pressure Tags: @munsonmuses @25bohemianmoons @seatnights @strangererotica @trashmouth-richie @littlexdeaths @ali-r3n

Your Word Is SINFUL

📚 WIP word game 📚

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your WIP(s) that starts with each letter of your word!

Thank you (I think 😏) to the lovely @indulgence-be-thy-name @idontgettechnology for the tag, my word is WANDER (side note: who knew how many sentences of mine would start with S, H or Y???)

W

“What’s going on? Mike and Jane went all… funny, and then just got up and left.”

You don’t know what to tell them, so settle for conveying Eddie’s orders.

“You need to hide. There’s something out there, and you need to get out of sight and stay quiet.”

You pull off Lucas’s blankets and shake Mike’s shoulder, whisper-shouting ‘wake up’ as loudly as you dare to try to rouse Dustin. The teens complain, but when they spy your serious expression and the fear in your eyes, they do as you say. They begin to move the sofa for at least a couple of them to get behind, and start to brainstorm ideas for other hiding places.

From Knock At The Cabin, Part Three

A

And, somehow, you don’t mind it one bit.

You attempt to keep your composure, but your shaking hands betray you and the spoon you're holding clatters to the worktop.

Eyes a richer ochre hue than the coffee you were failing to focus on bore into yours, as Eddie suggests,

“Y’know what? Screw the coffee, Duchess. I’ve got something I think you’ll find far more… stimulating.”

From Good Things (Come In Threes), Chapter 2: Home Alone

N

“Need your words, sweetheart. I need you to tell me.”

You gasp as he places a gentle but firm open-mouthed bite to your covered shoulder, the damp heat of his breath passing easily through the thin fabric. His grip tightens, making you gasp and hold your breath, but you somehow manage to stammer,

“Yes, Eddie. I want this.”

Turning so you can just see him over your shoulder, you add,

“I want you.”

From Damsels & Debauchery: The D&D Chronicles; Part Two: Two Player Game (link to Part 1 as this doesn’t have a series masterlist yet)

D

“Do you… like what you see, Princess?”

Your eyes continue to scan his chest as you hum in approval.

“Oh yes, definitely…”

You bring one of your hands up between you and run the tips of your fingers over the tattoos on his pec. Eddie shivers and inhales a shaky breath, and then whines a little as you flatten your hand over the muscle.

Your other hand traces up his waist and abs, making him stutter out a bashful giggle as you hit a ticklish spot, until both hands come to rest on the upper part of his chest, feeling it rise and fall beneath your palms. You look over his torso, his neck, his throat, before your gaze reaches his eyes again.

“You’re really pretty, Eddie. Has anyone ever told you that?”

“Uhh, nope. No, they haven’t. But from you, I believe it.”

From The Biology Tutor: Lesson Three

E

Eddie wouldn’t choose to come to an event like this, but the money on offer was too good to pass up. The theme is Glitz and Glamour, the assistant who booked him insisting he went all out, a dangerous thing to say to someone as dramatic as Eddie. But, if he’s honest, the opportunity to get super theatrical with his performance was actually really appealing.

As part of the deal, a makeup company has given him a load of free stuff in return for promoting the brand. Way more than he’d use for a single event, and in far too many shades, but, again, he’s not complaining. Free glitter is free glitter.

From Stevie White & The Seven Nerds [working title], WIP for the @strangertales2025 fairy tale event (don’t hold your breath - we have an entire year to write these 😜)

R

Reclining against your headboard and clutching your coffee, you recall how he’d looked as he glanced out of your bedroom window the morning he was due to leave. How he’d peered through the thin blinds and the sunlight had caught his features perfectly and illuminated the ochre of his eyes. He’d looked distant, pensive.

From an untitled WIP about JQ’s unnamed Warfare character, because I can’t find anything else in my WIPs that begins with R 😄. I wrote a blurb after getting this ask about him and people asked for more, but I don’t know if I’ll ever finish or publish this because of the divisive subject matter. I’m absolutely not pro-war (and I have little knowledge or interest in the military as a subject group), but I’m concerned that publishing it will imply that I am. So, for now, a WIP it will stay. Perhaps I’ll revisit it once I’ve seen the movie.

Anyone can join in with this, but I’m tagging @the-unforgivenn @mediocredreams @rebelfell @storiesbyrhi @jamdoughnutmagician @munson-blurbs @joejoequinnquinn @katethetank because you know I’ll go feral for any tiny smidgens you give me (single sentences are allowed) 😉 Your word is HOLIER

Also tagging @airen256 and @80s-addict in case you want to have a gander 🥰

[enha-stars]

just saw ur post and #DESERVED!! ^_^ happy 500 :D

AKSJSJSJS AND IF I THREW UP?? WHAT THEN

[cthulhum]

does anyone realize how crazy it is to have the actor of a mostly headcanoned queer ship say the fans were never crazy and they were right all along after 10+ years of everyone just absolutely going nuts over the said queerbaited ship

[ghostofsnails]

so did you guys know theres this character called tristan vik disventure camp and

[hajihiko]

IVE TALKED ABOUT THIS A BAJILLION TIMES but I just cant get over it

He literally says Ride Or Die Bitch

[oceanwithouthermoon]

i posted abt this on my tiktok story but i need to rant more so im putting it here 😭😭 the way a lot of mikosai shippers (on tiktok, pinterest, reddit, etc) are is such a big reminder to me of why i hate the strictly romantic soulmates trope with every fiber of my being 😭😭😭 people who interpret soulmates as "that means theyre canonically together" regardless of how the characters actually feel about each other and if they ACTUALLY get together is so fucking gross to me oh my god its so fucking gross i hate forced romance so bad 😭😭 someone cant just say "hey, we're soulmates so you HAVE to date me and its literally weird and impossible for you to like anyone else because i said so!!" and also aiura WOULDNT do that anyway ???? HELLOOO???

you have no idea how many people ive seen call all saiki ships with anyone other than aiura "problematic ships" just because "theyre soulmates"

[mizzical]

F it, im compiling all my dra sketches below because i kind of miss drawing dra stuff

[lovesickeros]

lord its so dark in here the sahara desert of tsaritsa content you are like a shining oasis. your characterisation of her compels me & mihoyo would be hard pressed to top it imo.!! caaaaan i humbly request yr thoughts on her first meeting w a reader of any kind, or maybe even multiple kinds (sagau, sagau god au, isekai, etc) if you so desire...

it really is like a desert here. being the fan of a character we aren't getting until the last damn nation is driving me up a wall but i will persevere bc if nothing else i support morally bankrupt women in media. we r in a severe drought over here but i do my best. unfortunately nothing i say is ever coherent so pull out your translation notes its abt 2 be messy

also this got out of hand but thats bc first meetings w the tsaritsa are tricky to write + a LOT of her characterization lies in deeper exploration then just surface level yknow...NOT A DIG AT YOU this is just my excuse for rambling. gently pats the tsaritsa she can hold so much complexity i do not have the word count to delve into it completely :]

gonna talk cult au for a bit here though because that's 99% of my content. and honestly? she thrives in sub au's of the cult au like villain au + imposter au. it's basically made for her. i mean, early days, the imposter au had been going around for a little while but one of the first few ideas was the Fatui taking reader in so like. it kinda technically actually was. pretty sure cult au Tsaritsa popped up because of the imposter au. a lot of it's writers kinda left though which. man am i getting old or.

anyway.

there isn't much of a chance her first impression is all that positive. at best it's usually neutral, imo, but rarely if ever positive. specifically because i view the Tsaritsa as someone who isn't as fanatical as most of the acolytes typically are towards the creator. she's not exactly going to worship the ground you walk on unlike a certain geo lizard. which is partially why i think she thrives in the sub au's i mentioned.

imposter au, for example. she meets you at your lowest. there's no gaudy extravagance or pampering from the acolytes waiting for you because your own acolytes have turned on you. for all intents and purposes you aren't a "god" at all. which is why i don't think she meshes well with normal cult au reader. the Fatui are made up of outcasts, basically, and imposter au slots right in just perfectly. you're weak, at your lowest, when you meet the Fatui in the imposter au. and the Fatui can help you, too.

a mutual exchange, really. the Tsaritsa sees a tool she can use to one up the rest of the nations and especially Archons, and she has no qualms about you using her and the Fatui in turn. you both want something out of it, after all. whether you just want to be safe from the rest of the acolytes, or you want revenge, or whatever else..she'll give you the power to fulfill it, and she gains the strongest piece on the chessboard when all is said and done.

the best way i can describe the first meeting is "practical", i suppose. she sees an opportunity in you. the ultimate gamble. because if she "saves" you, and you dont trust anyone else because they tried to kill you, well..she holds all the cards, doesn't she?

but the Tsaritsa, imo, is just as capable of being just as fanatical towards you as anyone else. she just won't worship you as the creator. but as yourself? clawing your way back to your divine power and taking back what belongs to you? the Tsaritsa is, to me, a character who's character flourishes in long-term fics more because she changes a LOT between "just met reader" and after having been with reader for some time. she's practically apathetic at the beginning but a lot of her character, in my characterization, shines through LONG after the first meeting.

[bylertruther]

yk. the resistance ppl have to so much as considering the idea that mike might not jump to immediately and enthusiastically engaging in obvious n indisputably gay shit with will publicly is kinda funny in a puzzling way when season three and season four, where he does exactly that the entire way through, are literally right there for us all to watch on netflix.com. like. Okay ❤️

[lorephobic]

i am going to throw up

[jinyoungtual]

I JUST REWATCHED PIWON MOVIE AND I HAVE THINGS TO SAY

[oh-cramity-its-amity]

i love my friends so much. i feel like yesterday i had a lot of shit going on in my head and i woke up to my friend explaining things in a way that put my mind at ease. i dont feel as anxious anymore because i know i was overthinking. i think my dad said it best when he told me that he thought my wonderful brain of mine just wants to think problems are bigger than they actually are. he is right! im just inexperienced in life and half of the time im scared im doing something wrong but- HEY. i need to be more confident in making mistakes. making mistakes doesn't define me as a person!! i need to stop worrying about doing life right and just live for the sake of living and doing what makes me happy!!!!!!!

[ociels]

i genuinely don’t think i lost that much weight due to of ocd and avoiding food bc it’s contaminated i genuinely think i just grew.. as teenagers do…