#its so fucking stupid this situation is stupid and how im reacting is stupid but like

[boyentity]

talked to a guy like all night last night and i went on snap to message him again and he fucking blocked me and i really dont know why like?? we were getting along so well i thought..

[pepprs]

mission failed we’ll get em next time 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[carrotpiss]

Ghhhh

[badgers-and-cats]

hi!! how are you! i hope you’re doing well, i wanted to request a story! im imagining….

Reader being shy about exploring new things in bed and Loki slowly finding out what makes reader “tick” if you know what i mean…😉

And can you could implement some degradation kink and choking kink?, just if you want to and if you feel comfortable with that!

either way you can do whatever you want!:3

Thank you!!!🤎

Loki discovering your kinks…

18+ MDNI

female/afab reader

Hiii my lovely!! So sorry this took a while to get posted, I’ve been super low on motivation recently<3 I’m not really happy with the ending of this but wasn’t sure how to end it, sorryyy!!!💕

may write a part 2 if anyone’s interested👀

Warnings: smut below the cut. Unprotected P in V sex (wrap it before you tap it). Choking kink. Degrading kink. Degrading pet names (dirty slut etc). Praising (good girl, you did so good etc.) loki says he’s gonna breed reader… but not really a heavy breeding kink. let me know if I forgot anything.

Word count: 944

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It wasn’t that you didn’t trust him. In fact, you would probably argue that you’d trust him with your life more than you trust yourself with your life. And in this, completely hypothetical, situation, it was… in a way.

How would you even bring it up? You wonder. He wouldn’t judge you for it… and it wasn’t THAT unusual of a request. Plus, there wasn’t anything wrong with wanting your boyfriends large hands to be wrapped around your neck, teasing by applying pressure - occasionally cutting off your airflow.

Even when he has you on your back - legs spread and pussy dripping, his hard cock pounding into your heat, you can’t bring yourself to ask, no matter how much you crave it. How much you need it.

He groans with every thrust of his hips, relishing the feeling of your soaking heat welcoming his cock so easily, like you were made for him. Because you are.

He knew. He knew that, deep down, there was a part of you that wanted more. That craved more. He knew that you were secretly the dirty little slut he knew you could be. The dirty slut that already makes him painfully hard, despite not coming out yet to play. He didn’t want to push you. Didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. He loved and cared for you too much to push you out of your comfort zone and make you feel uncomfortable and anxious.

That didn’t mean, however, that he couldn’t start to new things with you. Only subtle things - things that would allow him to feel the changes in your body - feel if your pussy pulses around his cock, gripping it desperately. He’s figured out through this technique already that you have a thing for praise. It was subtle - very subtle - but it was something. Baby steps, he thought.

What if he tried the opposite, he thought. How would you react to being called exactly what he knew you were deep down. A slut. His slut.

“That’s it, darling… taking me so well, just like the dirty little slut you are. My desperate whore…” he groans, feeling the way your body positively reacts to his words. Your back arches as you moan highly at his words, enjoying the degrading words, unexpectedly.

“You like that? You like being my slut. God I love you… love your slutty pussy, look how desperate she is for me… how she’s leaking pathetically around my cock, so desperate… so pathetic,” you let out a cry at his words, moving your hips for more friction as he chuckles. Finally, he thinks. He’s breaking down that shy exterior.

“Yes… please,” you beg. You know what you want to ask for. But the way he’s making you feel - especially now that his thumb has made its way to your already sensitive clit, you can barely think of anything else. You sounded truly pathetic as you whimpered underneath him - and you both knew it.

“Is my baby too dumb to talk? Have I fucked the slut stupid already?” He pouts as he continues his assault, admiring the way your breasts move with every movement of his hips.

You can only nod your head weakly as you look at him pout mockingly. You grab his arm - in attempt of showing him what you want, pulling it to your throat.

He knows immediately what you want - wrapping his hand round your neck, chuckling, his eyes completely full of lust.

“Oh you dirty girl… I knew you had some fantasies in that pretty little head of yours,” he stops his thrusting, now completely still and balls deep inside of you. He applies pressure to your neck, seeing the slight smile appear on your lips, and he definitely doesn’t miss the way your pussy is gripping onto his cock desperately.

He doesn’t miss the way your eyes roll back, or the feeling of your juices somehow soaking him even more, when he tightens his grip even more, temporarily cutting off your airflow. Feeling you struggle underneath him only makes him harder, more desperate for you. He wonders how far you’d let him go with this.

If it wasn’t fuzzy already - the lack of oxygen has definitely made your mind fuzzy now. Only being able to focus on his hand and his cock buried deep inside you. Before you pass out completely, he loosens the grip on your neck - but still keeping a firm grip as he kisses your lips harshly.

He flips you onto your hands and knees, yanking your head up by your hair, using his other hand to play with your breasts, “I hope you’re ready slut… I don’t intend on stopping until you’re leaking with my seed, gonna breed you… my perfect slut,” he groans.

And he was right. You lost count after orgasm number 5 how many you had. He was now holding you closely, after cleaning you both up.

“That’s it… my good girl, you did so well for me, dove,” he kisses the top of your head as you cuddle into him.

“I didn’t hurt you… did I?” He asks, for what feels like the 100th time.

“No, I promise my love,” you say, smiling up at him, before sleepily mumbling an “I love you,” before falling asleep in the arms of the love of your life.

[thesimulacrasimp]

Okay, I literally just watched a spooky month short and i wanna kinda break it down a lil bit, cuz we learned ALOT through it. Again, sorry for my terrible english 😭🙏

Okay so in this shot we see Kevins parents (rlly cute) and we see "Rad's bday" on calendar (which is apparently in september, knowing that Kevin started working in candy club in the same month), that means that he knew Radford for a long time, even before he started working in candy club.

Okay, thats really funny, but when Skid and Pump appeared in this short with different masks i was like: "YOOO they finally revealed their hair styles. Wow these fan predictions were really close!" until i remembered that their hair styles were already revealed a long time ago in the house pictures.....

Okay so through Pump we now know that Skids father is dead. Not missing, not left - dead. <= another question that have been answered.

Lila looks so tired, poor soul (SHE EVEN WALKING IN THE STREETS IN SLIPPERS 😭)

Ok, now its my fav part. We saw all the moments w Skid and Pump in candy club. First part of it were just the moments that we have already seen or that have been mentioned (like when Skid n Pump got alot of fake blood in the place), there were also some others moments weve never seen, but i dont think theyre really important since they all happened before even eps 4 and 5, so i dont think i need to break them down (especially because of this stupid fuCKING PICTURE LIMIT—) BUT! The things i WANT TO talk about are all the things that happened after ep 6 - the things we still havent got to. And if its actually the foreshadowing (is that the right word for that?...) for what will happen in the future eps then its kinda a dissapointing cuz we got spoiled, and FUCKING AMAZING at the same time, like I have VERY mixed feelings about this, but i more like it than hate it tbh. SO im gonna break these things down like they are actual spoilers for future episodes, but that can be not true, who knows.

Okay, the first thing we see after ep 6 is another winter situation (the hole from Moloch is still there 😭) w hatzgang, Skid n Pump, and Susie, while the whole place was acreeting w some weird roots w eyes?? Then i suppose Roy was tormenting the poor kids as always, and Susie got mad at him and left, and then Rob and Ross did the same thing while Roy looked offended n pissed (which i cant show you becuz of a FUCKING LIMIT—)

Then, Lila, Jaune, John and Jack came to the candy club. I cant really tell what couldve happened, but Lila n Jaune looked really mad, and then STARTED ARGUE FOR SOME REASON, like I literally have no idea what couldve happened, it could be anything.

Then there was a literal fnf scene, like an actual rap battle between the spooky bois and bf (which i also cant show you, CAN U GUESS WHY?? :) ). I honestly think that this is a simple joke and nothing more, but who knows, maybe it will actually happen in spooky month, that would be pretty cool.

Okay, then the Spider. Like, we already all knew that its gonna be an episode vilian at some point, so its not really surprising honestly. Really curious how its gonna be portrated tho, like what is it gonna do, what its motives and goals are gonna be, what characterization are a LITERAL SPIDER gonna get - its all really interesting.

Then a cult. Also not really surprising tbh, like I think it was obvious that they were gonna get to Kev at some point, interesting why tho. Like how could he be useful or harmful for them? (interesting detail is that after a scene w the cultists Kevin still stayed in the club, so the cult tried to get him but failed? I wonder why and how.)

Okay... MOTHER. FUCKING. SKID'S DAD. HOLY SHIT IM SO EXCITED FOR HIM. If we look at the shot it seems like Skid came here to introduce Kevin to his dad (cute)

And then i suppose Dad got a candy bar for Skid and they both left. Really curious how is Skids dad gonna introduce himself to his son, how Skid is gonna react (well even by these 2 shots we can see that he is really happy, but im more curious about the first reactions, im in for some wholesome fluff please!!!). And Lilas reaction is also reaaaaaally interesting (if she will even know)

And the last shot is this. I also dont think it really means anything (maybe foreshadowing that Kev is gonna die??), the only thing that intrigues me is this sky, like I dont even know what it looks like, some sort of black hole? A fissure? Some ultimate evil that comes from another world? A 4th wall break?? Who fucking knows. But it does look interesting.

And soooo ummmmm idk what else to write, I think i already said everything i wanted to say so.. Bye? Tnx 4 reading?? Ig???

[thatdeadaquarius]

OKAY BUT I HAVE MORE IDEA FOR BLUNT READER CUZ I LOVE THAT AU SO MUCHANDMDJFKSLDKF

So you know how french people's insult are always outta pocket (from a person who's first language is french I can tell you that no other language compares in insult -apart for African languages)

Like,, some "bad" insult here would be : bitch, fuck off, whore,..

Which we can all agree is boring...

BUT THEN IN FRENCH!!!

We be getting creative with it

Eg.

"mange tes mort" wich translates to "eat your dead (relatives)"

"vas te fair enculer" means "go get yourself pegged in the ass"

(yes, we have a specific word for being fucked in the ass 💀)

AND THOSE WOULD BE THE COMMON ONES AS WELL

English could never compare ✨

BUT ANYWAYS

how would the characters react if reader was from france/ belgium/ canada(or any other french speaking country) and started cursing people out like they eould do in their home countrie !?!?

The eay their face would drop

We would make a couple of people cry

AND GOD(us haha) FORBID A KID OVER-HEAR US AND STARTS REPEATING US

Trying to un-teach them would be hell *cries*

Your thoughts?

Love yaaaa~

ABSOLUTE TOP TIER ORAH MY BELOVED!!

Nobody has any idea how much I HATE ENGLISH both for its rules/pronounciation BS/etc. But also, most importantly, THERES LIKE NO GOOD CUSS WORDS- OR LIKE CUSS PHRASES??

I HAD TO PUT THIS GIF BC THAT WAS LITERALLY ME WHEN I HAD THE REALIZATION TO LOOK UP OTHER LANGUAGE CUSS WORDS AND I WAS JUST BLOWN AWAY BY HOW GOOD THEY WERE- HOW CREATIVE- 😫😭🥲 ENGLISH WHY R U SO SHITY IN EVERY POSSIBLE LANGUAGE SITUATION-

like idk we got "eat shit and die / fuck off / go fuck yourself" ???? Like- thats pathetic 😟.

I love hearing someone just cuss smbody out their native language/non-english, it’s so badass and cool to see

Anyway u already know i love non-native english speakers from the bottom of my heart✨️

GOD I FUCKING LOVE BLUNT LANGUAGE AU ITS LIKE ONE OF TOP FAV AS U CAN PROBABLY GUESS I COULD WRITE A LITERAL FANFIC ENTIRELY OFF THIS SIMPLE PREMISE 💖💓💗💞❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

omg so i HAVE SPECIFICALLY HEARD ABT FRENCH BEING RLLY CREATIVEEE

and i researched french cusswords/phrases,,,

😭 BRO IM CRYING

“bête comme ses pieds!” IM ROLLING ON THE FLOOR-

(trans: you’re as stupid AS YOUR FEEEEEETT)

idk what’s funnier, you translating urself in real time and saying all these phrases to ppl,

OR just scaring the ever-loving shit out of every teyvat citizen within a mile radius bc oh wow- you look pissed, so yeah somebody’s about to lose all their self-esteem for the rest of their life bc ur insults are known to be extra cutting bc ur so blunt-

OH CREATOR ABOVE (…oh creator, present??)- you changed to your holy language FOR THIS???

everybody just giving the npc the most bombastic side-eye for pushing you to do this,

or even just you stubbing ur toe/ate food when it was too hot

or my favorite, getting onto ppl like Wanderer when they do smth silly lmao

STOP I HAD A FOUL THOUGHT OF GETTING ONTO Ei AND WANDERER (like ei for not keeping him/at least giving him to someone else to raise, then all the shit he did as Scaramouche lol)

AND THIS CUSSWORD COMES OUT UNDER UR BREATH OR SMTH- DOES THIS FIT BC THIS KILLS ME:

“Putain de salope…” (whore of whore, I LIED IT MEANS FUCKING BITCH LMAO😭)

JUST GETTING THE MOM AND THE SON IN ONE FULL BREATH CRYINGGGG

STOPPP wanderer using it against other ppl ever since u used it lol

oh no stop dont bring the kids into thisss 😭😭

Klee would deffo be the first one to pick up ur words and use them, omg she just uses them as catchphrases like when throwing her bombs 💀

“Mange tes mort!” JUST WITH A SMILE ON HER FACE AS SHE THROWS HER HUGE SKILL BOMB INTO A FISH POND

Venti would definitely make sure the winds “pass along phrases of the sacred All-God language!”

which just means anyone who UNDERSTANDS YOU JUST GETS GENTLY CREATIVELY CUSSED OUT BY THE WIND IM SOBBINGGG

☆

i hope u guys are having a great summer! its basically too hot to go outside where I am, not unless ur going straight into the water or smth

which hey, ill be doing that this weekend, floating down the river about an hour away from my house with friends! :]

which,,, if anyone sees this, U GOTTA HELP ME THINK OF A 1000 FOLLOWERS MILESTONE THING TO DO IDK WHAT TO DO BUT I WANNA CELEBRATE IT BC I NEVER THOUGHT THATD HAPPEN!! lmk what u think in the comments if u read this!

☆

Safe Travels 0rah,

💀♒

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche / @chocogi

[11queensupreme11]

Hi,person from the "sweet fever" question!(I recommend u to do a quick read on the fan manga or see a resume so u can understand what I'm talking abt a bit better lol)

I was referring to a succubus womb tatto which can represent female power or something but can also represents other things depending on type of succubus womb tattoo (like one for cum addiction+other thing, one for slave I think,etc)

But I have another question,this situation would remind me of the Hades and Percy pollen situation, so how the yans react to Hades almost doing with Percy TWICE and in one Percy was high on sex pollen? I mean Hades didn't take her virginity but he was CLOSE☠️

omg wait so if character a got the "cum addiction" womb tattoo, they would be given a cum addiction?? and so forth??? omg 🤭 why didn't i learn of this sooner, now i know what kinda fics to search for tonight hehe

NOW I CAN DO YOUR FIRST REQUEST:

I wonder what would happen if Percy got a curse by that bc Aphrodite is TIRED of waiting for something more to happen so Percy's with an insane libido, fever, the temporary succubus womb tatto, etc. I wonder how yans would react and what would happen lol (Unrelated but I love how everyone uses the question things to talk u to just for the "anonymous" thing, I'm one of said followers😭)

(i found these on twitter btw, so im using these ideas for inspo hehe)

so knowing aphrodite, she would pick a tattoo that SPECIFICALLY suits whatever yan she wants percy to end up with (actually, she'd probably switch it up every day so percy can be with ALL of them lmao, more entertainment for her)

beelzebub: COMMAND/REPROGRAM/TRIGGERED for sure 😭 lowkey, he'd be irked at first because he's already been conditioning her and he doesn't need the help of a stupid mark but eventually he starts to... enjoy it 😏 you know he's gonna order her to do the most lewdest things and video tape it so he can enjoy it in the future. and hey, since the mark's only temporary, he could even use the videos for future blackmail! 🤗

poseidon: LESSER. oh poseidon would LOVE this because finally percy starts to listen to him. he'll tell her that humans are awful and they all deserve to die, and she'll believe him. he'll tell her that it's perfectly okay to love your father, and she'll believe him. he'll tell her that it'd be SUCH a great idea for them to marry and have children and she'd believe him. no more needing to worry about his precious daughter getting corrupted by humanity's morals, she's now all his for the taking, yay!!!!

hades: LIBIDO/SWAY/GAZE. this man is horny for his niece so dont be surprised if he has dirty thoughts about her. imagine the horror percy'll feel when she hears her own uncle's impure thoughts about her?? and the horror she'll feel when she realizes she's actually getting TURNED ON by them??? she'll be so humiliated and confused when she suddenly starts touching herself, but its okay because her dear uncle's there to help her 🥺

apollo: CUMDICTION. aphrodite feels sooo bad that percy barely pays attention to him, so she curses her with a mark that makes her absolutely OBSESSED with him (tho to be more specific, his dick). apollo would be so ecstatic that the love of his life is finally reciprocating his love, that he won't even notice the womb mark when he's fucking her! true love 💖

loki: SUFFER/FORLORN. shocker, right lol 😂 he would totally enjoy this because he gets to do all kinds of sexual torture on her, BUT he's surprisingly also the first one who starts to hate the mark. her reactions aren't genuine, he wants the REAL percy, without this annoying mark! he wants percy to fight back and snap at him with her sassy words, not moan and be forced to submit!!!!

AND AS A BONUS: aphrodite would somehow manage to trick the yans into entering a room and throw percy in there with the pheromone mark! pheromone: any man within 30 meters will become aroused and attracted to her. the closer he is, the stronger it gets, and since these yans are already head over heels for her, the effects would be even STRONGER so rip percy's 🐱

[divinesolas]

Seatfiller (2/2)

Summary: You got the job as seat filler at the grammys and you just so happen to be sitting next to your favorite band, the dragons. Anything can happen.

Pairing: Modern!Singer!Aegon Targaryan x Fem!Reader

Warnings | smut, p in v, fingering, fluff, slight angst

w.c | 2.5k

a/n | so sorry for the delay with this one !!

part one

You look back down at the address on your phone and back up at the extravagant hotel in front of you. Were you really about to do this?

you take a deep breath and quickly move inside so youre no longer standing outside like a creep.

if you didn't think you would fit in when you walked in your were wrong, everyone looked relatively similar to you which lead you to take a sigh of relief.

now where is this bar?

you move around the hotel lobby and manage to find it faster than you thought. you sit at the bar and the bartender hands you a mini menu.

you order a drink of your choice and you look around after the bartender leaves. the reality of your situation begins to come in.

you were really about to meet the man of your dreams at some fancy bar. maybe you should leave, youre setting yourself up for failure.

You grab your phone, realizing you hadnt even responded to him, you debate for a good while what to say to him,

‘hi’

HI?? thats so dumb, maybe its not.

‘im at the bar’

is that all you should say? you type out and delete messages over and over until you see text bubble pop up and get scared

‘im so happy :)’

‘im on my way there now, i hope you arent waiting too long angel.’

NOW?? the event shouldn't be over for another 40 minutes- oh had that much time really passed?

Your drink was placed in front of you but you cant bring yourself to drink it.

What were you even doing? what were you even expecting from this?

You shake your head and take a sip. your face begins to burn as you think about seeing him.

—

aegon was more than eager to rush out of the event when the cameras shut off, rushing ahead of his bandmates into the van which would take them back to the hotel.

When aemond took his seat next to aegon he gave him a suspicious look, “what are you so eager for?”

aegon just gives him a smile as he pulls out his phone and is greeted by your messages, you were really going to be there.

He hasn't felt this happy in awhile. it was weird, but he couldnt seem to care. You were pretty, the prettiest girl he’d ever seen.

and you were kind to him, kinder than anybody else had been for awhile.

was it a crime for him to want to see you? all he wanted to do was chat… thats all…

aemond shook his head, “you're ridiculous. dont do anything stupid.”

Aegon looks at his brother shocked, he was expecting some long lecture and a scolding about how improper it would be or how stupid he was.

aemond gave his brother a knowing look before turning his head and staring out the window. its silent for a moment, “youve had a hard couple of weeks. do whatever you wish.”

“but you should not be seen it is unwise-”

“are you saying i should invite her back to my room-”

“ignore my words.”

Aegon smiles and pulls out his phone to send you some texts. He sits the whole car ride with a smile on his face, ignore the teasing from his sister and bandmates.

When they arrive at the hotel he tried his best not to sprint to the bar, not saying goodnight to the rest of his bandmates.

When the bar area grew into his line of sight he could see you.

He hadn't noticed your dress had a cut out where he could see it on full display, chat yeah thats definitely all he wanted to do with you chat… definitely not run his hand down your back, how would you react? would you make a sweet sound-

he takes a deep breath and makes his way over to you, you seem to be lost in thought, not noticing that he was there.

he places a hand on your shoulder and you jump slightly letting out a meek sound.

you face him with an alarmed face before letting out a sigh of relief. fuck you were so cute.

“im sorry angel.”

you hum, “its okay.”

he smiles, “you mind if i sit next to you?”

you nod and he takes the seat next to you, the bar stools are close together so your knees are pressed together, he likes sitting this close to you.

The bartender comes over and he orders his own drink and tells the bartender he’ll cover yoru drink as well,

“you dont need to-”

“i invited you doll just let me treat you.”

he loved the way you turned away from him, your face clearly flushed.

he places a hand on your chin and makes you face him again, “dont look away from me doll.”

You whimper slightly, its a small meek sound but he hears it and he almost lets out a groan of delight.

“are you trying to kill me angel?”

He lets go of your chin and gives you a charming smile.

his drink arrived and he takes a sip, his eyes never leaving you.

“so…” he pauses for a moment, “”you know,” He smiles so large his teeth begin to show, “you were the prettiest woman there.”

you shake your head, “im sure youve said that loads of times.”

he places a hand on his chest as if you had stabbed him, “you think too poorly of me doll, youre the only one.”

You turn away, a thoughtful look on your face.

“what? don't believe me?”

theres a moment of silence between you and aegon almost begins to beat himself up for ruining it before you speak,

“why did you invite me here?”

He tilts his head, “Why not?”

you clearly dont like that answer and his face drops slightly when you frown.

“im just curious….”

he pauses, why did he invite you?

you watch him from the corner of your eye as he seems to be having an internal battle before answering,

“you were nice to me.. nicer than i've experienced recently… i just wanted to chat with you a little longer. im sorry…”

you frown as he turns away, taking a sip out of his drink.

Youve heard of the recent news surrounding him it was hard not to. Youve seen the paparazzi shots of his looking sickly like he barely wanted to be alive and it made your heart clench.

“im sorry i-”

“its my fault really.” he laughs it off cutting you off.

you frown at his dismissal and the clearly fake smile on his face.

you place your hand on his thigh to grab his attention, his head whips towards you with a shocked look, “im sorry you havent been having a good time recently. if you chatting with me is what can make you happy then ill stay here as long as you need.”

The words flow out before you can stop them. hes quiet, just staring at you for awhile before he feels a genuine smile on his face and he places his hand on top of yours and squeezes it.

“you really must be an angel, knowing just what to say to cheer me up.”

You feel embarrassed, looking down at your lap.

“thank you…”

You realize your hand placement and your eyes wide. You try to snake your hand away but his grip is tight, keeping you there.

“trying to leave me so soon? what happened to as long as i need?”

you tsk, “were you even really upset? look at you now all happy.”

he laughs, a full hearty laugh that comes from his chest, his nose crinkles and he closes his eyes.

“well maybe you just make me happy.”

You two hold eye contact for awhile and your whole body grows hot. he really is so attractive, his hair styled perfectly, his eyes bright, his lips plump.

god you want to kiss him, you feel the warmth of his hand which is still covering yours, his hand feels coarse, clearly from his years of playing the guitar.

His eyes trail down to your lips, no way he was really thinking about-

“do you want to come to my room?”

“what?”

you hadnt meant to say it out loud. he smiles at your shocked face, “im sorry if im making you uncomfortable but im just giving you the choice, we can stay down here and just talk. though i would love nothing more than to go up with you.”

You sit and shock, barely even processing what was happening.

maybe you should say no and save yourself the embarrassment. he’s probably just lonely and wants someone to warm his bed for the night.

you have self respect than that, dont you?

well.. maybe you should just say yes, whats the harm? plus you did shave… and what are you supposed to do when your celebrity crush is basically asking you to go have have sex with him.

your body grows hotter as his fingers begin to play with your hand, running a finger up and down the back of your hand with a sickly sweet smile. your underwear is practically ruined.

“okay…”

His smile grows, his hand runs up your arm and rests on the side of your neck, “okay what?”

you whine, “ill come with you.”

Its all a blur, him standing up and leading with to the elevator. the grip he has on your hand is tight. youre glad it is because if it wasn't youre sure you would have fallen over due to yoru wobbly legs.

he lets out a sigh of relief when the elevator opens and when he closes he pushes you against it.

“i wanted to wait but youre making it so fucking hard for me baby.”

you two finally kiss, it feels like youre on fire.

He presses his hips against yours and you can feel him as he grinds into you.

you let out a moan which he swallows with his kisses.

“fuck.”

The elevator ride is slow, too slow for his liking. all he wants to do is take you and have you for himself. you truly are the prettiest girl he's ever seen, not the prettiest girl in the whole world. only the prettiest girl would make such sweet sounds.

“youre so fucking pretty baby.”

His hands almost get to lift up your dress before the elevator dings.

he pulls you off the door and into his chest. the doors open and he drags you down the hallway, thankful nobody had needed to use the elevator beca he doubts he would have been able to stop himself.

you watch as he fumbles around his pockets for his room card. you feel hot and heavy, standing in the middle of this empty quiet corridor with the only sounds being your heavy breaths and his mumbled curses.

Your mind can't catch up to reality as he finally finds his card and manages to open the door.

the two of your rush in and he wastes not time picking up where you left off.

his hands find the back of your dress, “can i take it off?”

You nodded and he wasted no time managing to get it off you of, did you hear it tear? oh it didn't matter especially not when he was looking at you like a meal waiting to be eaten.

you had worn a pretty lace black set. you had to expected this to happen but a girl can dream and you're surely glad you did.

“fuck who are you getting all dressed up for doll?”

“you.”

“good.”

he’s hands easily and seemlessly find your clit over your underwear and rub it. the moan you let out is loud. how long has it been since someones touched you like this? too long probably. if you even begin to think about being embarrassed about how loud you are his reaction immediately shuts down any thoughts.

“fuck i love the sounds you make.”

his hands pull down your underwear and he immediately slides two fingers in. “god youre so fucking wet. all this for me?”

you nod and he kisses you again. His lips trail down your jaw and neck where decides to leave a couple hickeys as his fingers move more aggressively.

Hes very eager for you and he has no shame it in. if anything he wants you to know he wants you so bad.

you feel yourself grow close, he can easily tell by the way you clench around him but before you can cum he pulls away.

you whine and go to protest but he swiftly picks you up and leads you over to the bed.

“sorry angel, im feeling a little selfish. i wanna feel you cum around me.”

he lays you down on the bed and swiftly begins to remove his clothes.

you reach behind you and unclip your bra, his eyes stay on your chest as he curses and fumbles trying to rush with his clothes.

your hands drift to your clit as he rips a condom package with his teeth and slides it onto his rock hard dick with a hiss.

“trying to take my job angel?”

he climbs on top of you, “are you sure you want this?”

you nod and he reads your body language before readjusting himself.

when his tip pushes in you let out a loud whine and he buries his head into your neck as he continues to push into you.

once hes fully inside the only sound in the room are your heavy pants and the light lip smacking of him leaving light kisses along your neck.

youre thankfuk hes given you the time to adjust but you just want him to move. “move..”

he lets out a hoarse laugh which leads to you clenching around him and he groans.

“anything for angel.”

he begins to thrust, over and over again. your mind grows cloudy and you can barely open your eyes. the pleasure is incomprehensible.

He tries to stay quiet, the sounds youre letting out are too precious to be misses. he thinks hes never heard a melody so sweet he wants to record you and put it into his next song.

one of his hands finds your clit and he watches are you face contorted in pleasure.

“fuck youre so pretty.”

you dont respond, too lost in pleasure and he smiles, glad hes the one making you feel this way.

his thrusts grow more and more aggressive, “are you close angel?”

you nod feverishly and he groans.

“cum for me angel, please.”

you do and he follows quickly after.

You lay on the bed panting with him next to you in the same sort of state.

it's quiet, not an uncomfortable silent. more of a content one.

its like that for awhile before he speaks.

“i know this is the wrong order of things, but do you want to go on a date with me?”

you laugh, “yeah.. yeah i will.”

[heartilywrites]

The fic of reader being varrick’s actress was so good i loved it so much!! Now i was thinking what about a korra fic with an earthbender reader who claims to be the best earthbender? And because she thinks shes the best she tends to act recklessly during missions but gets upset and overprotective when korra gets into even a little bit of danger 😋 when korra tries to get to the bottom of why reader is so reckless she finds out reader is just used to no one caring about her and during a really risky mission reader tries to sacrifice herself and tells korra “take my heart—take everything i have” angst to comfort plsplspls

Sorry if this is a weirdly specific request its just been on my mind for so long😔😔 LOVE U HAVE A GREAT DAY🩷🩷🩷

،، 𝓔verything I Didn't Say ; Korra

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resume: where your overprotectiveness for Korra takes a dark turn.

content warning: comfort ; angst ; gore explaining situation (wounds and blood descriptions) ; dysfunctional family descriptions ; korra x fem and earthbender!reader ; eye color description ; no use of y/n

wc: 3.1k

a/n: hello gorgeous!!!! im so glad you loved the actress fic <33 this one took me a bit 'cause i needed to add coherence to my own plot for the attacks, but hopefully i met your expectations!! LOVE U TOO, ENJOY :D

“ As long as I got you, I'm gonna be alright. As long as I got you, I'm not afraid to die.

Sounds of chunks of earth crashing against the floor while grunts, electric shocks, fire roaring and metal cutting air was everything anyone could hear from meters away.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Where the fuck is she!?” the firebender's voice asked with desperation while defending himself from the attacks of the enemy group. “Who was the last one to see Korra!?”

A loud bang was heard from behind followed with a couple of curses and a stumbling silhouette of you walking to them was seen. With the metal strips that you always attached to your arms waiting to be used you got the last opponents making your friends turn back to you amazed with how easy you made it look. A quick move of your hand pinned the three benders to the floor.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I had him.” Mako said, you chuckle nodding with a sarcastic face.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “'Course you did,” you looked around and frowned when only three heads were counted. “Where's Korra?”

Everyone opened their mouths only to be interrupted by a suden lightning. From the three, you were the quickest one to react and look for the source.

When arriving to the scene, Korra's image was quickly followed by a bender shooting lightnings at her, you felt your blood boil and were fast to act. The avatar stopped surprised seeing a piece of rock bigger than her being thrown at her attacker, not fast enough to hit them, but it made them run to dodge it.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I got this!” you screamed running beside her and being quick to attack again both with earth and metal.

Korra looked at your way of attacking, impressed with the boldness and agility of your movements, almost hypnotized until she forced herself to land back and help you. Not even five minutes after, every single person in the criminal group was captured and were being handed to the police officers. You were taking your metal strips to have them put back in place when everyone reunited.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You were amazing... As always.” the waterbender began.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Told you, the best earthbender this city has ever seen.” you shrugged with a proud smile, arranging the pieces of metal.

She smiled while shaking her head. “Yeah, but that was stupid. You could have ended up hurt.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “But I didn’t,” your eyes looked up to hers. “I'm the best at what I do, stop worrying about me.” the last part came out in a soft tone, Korra sighed.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Yeah, but we are a team! That's why we fight together, so we can have each other's back.” she argued again.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Drop it, Korra, I'm fine.” you finished.

Before the girl could even continue with her lecture, you changed the subject to something else, getting your friends to join and talk as a whole. The avatar had a little bit of a bad mouth taste after that little confrontation, but paid no attention to it.

On your next fight, it almost seemed as if two of the attackers were targeting you. With a big cut on your leg you were still fighting with everything you had, once again the whole team was victorious. While you were doing a tourniquet on your –not that deep, in your words– cut, Korra walked to you furious with a frown.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Are you fucking serious!?” she started, you were way too calm. “I told you we are a team! You don't need to fight alone!”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I don't know if you saw what I saw, but they attacked me first.” you shrugged.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “And why did you stopped us from helping?” now her arms were crossed on her chest.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Because I got them!” with a little bit of difficulty, you stood back up. “Stop babying me around! I know how to fight and defend myself! I don't need you to be all on me everytime we fight.” limping, you got closer to her. “If you wanted me in the team it was because you knew what I was capable of, you need to understand that I don’t need anyone to look out for me, I'm fine.”

Her ice blue gaze fought for a couple of seconds with your emerald eyes before you walked pass her. Korra sighed frustrated while pulling her face a little bit with her hands.

She didn’t understand your obstinacy, Asami had said you were a little bit of a stubborn when she introduced you to the team, but also said how you were such a good fighter and... That was it! Asami! She had to help Korra on her try to understand you.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What do you mean?” the inventor asked, taking a sip from her cup of tea. Korra had asked her to speak in private, while everyone else was practicing outside.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You know,” she looked for you to name you. “She's... Something.”

In the distance your scream of victory was heard while Mako whined for a rematch.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I told you she was hot-headed, didn't I?” Asami answered with a giggle.

You and Asami had known each other for quite some time now. She met you in the beginning of your teenage years while you were still perfecting your metalbending and she was the first friendly face you have trusted in so long.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “No, I know, but why?” Korra frowned a little bit. “There's no way she's like this just because.”

The non–bender licked her lips with a thinking face, she didn’t how to explain you. Her amber eyes looked at you beating the brothers and smiled a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Her parents,” she began, not looking away. “She had them in the house, but they never wanted to be parents, so they never took care of her.”

Now Korra looked at you, even if the scene of you sitting on top of Bolin's back while having Mako suspended in the air with a metal piece in his wrists was funny, she made a grimace with her lips. Frowning them a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “For what I know she was on her own pretty much since she can remember... Both parents didn’t care if she lived or not, they would scream at her for literally anything and everything,” Asami shifted a little in her seat. “That's... uhm, that's why she is so good at attacking and defending, daughter of two earthbenders.”

Korra looked at Asami, flabbergasted to what she was implying. Golden eyes met her with concern.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “They made her feel like she was on her own for so long that is merely impossible for her to ask for help, she has always been either invisible or a perfect blank for them.” the engineer's voice sounded soft. “There was a time she lived in the streets too when all her parents wanted was to fight with her. They never looked for her either, not even now.”

The avatar blinked slowly, her friend shrugged.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “That is also why she is so overprotective of us... Of you, specially.” now the southerner had a confused look. “She wants to give people what she didn’t have for so long: a protector.” she explained and Korra took a deep breath in.

If Korra was about to be honest, the talk did helped her to understand you better, but not enough to get why even if she assured with everything she had that you could trust her and the team, you just didn’t see to believe her.

The next days she stopped picking up fights with you and concentrate more in making you trust her fully, it did make some difference, not the biggest changes she expected, but little steps were better than anything. And then, the attacks became more often; one followed by another until the group knew what was happening: a new affiliation of benders trying to take out the avatar because of the whole spirit situation, they wanted to "make the world back to what it was".

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “We need to be careful,” Korra was saying on the passenger seat while Asami was driving. “We don't know what they are capable of just to win.”

You felt the blue eyes look at you. You knew what she tried to say, 'be careful, don't do anything stupid, that's why we are going as a team', your shoulders shrugged.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “They can try.” you murmured, smiling.

Not even going as a surprise the group was able to have advantage over the association. In a matter of minutes they had you cornered in a hiding spot, defending yourselves as much as you could.

A grunt came from the avatar at your side and your reflexes were quick to catch her in time before her body could hit the floor. A clean cut on her arm bleeding was more than visible, you looked to the other side were the two brothers were already looking tired while throwing rocks and flames over to the attacker while covering the inventor who couldn’t help as such distance. Bitting your bottom lip you looked back to Korra who had a grimace of pain, tearing a bit of your shirt you tied it up over her wound.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You have to trust me.” you said out of nowhere while doing the knot, she frowned confused and nervous emerald orbs looked at her. “You do trust me, right?”

Her head nodded, still confused. “I do, but what–”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I love you, Korra.” the interruption made her forget her words. “I know Asami told you about me, please know that all I want is to protect you, I want you to be safe even if that means I need to give myself up.”

Her sky colored eyes were looking for an answer in yours, but you were occupied trying to burn the memory of her face in your brain.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I trust you more than anyone else, I want to give you... I want you to take my heart,” you corrected yourself, shaking your head. “I want you to take everything I have, everything I own, because I know you will treat me like I need to be treated.”

A tiny whisper of your name fell from her mouth. “I know what you're trying to do, don't.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Guys! They're near!” Bolin's scream got in the way, Asami and him were covering Mako who got hit by a lightning on his shoulder.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I got this.” you said in a chuckle, before taking a deep breath in. “I'm sorry.”

Without having the southerner notice, you had imprisoned her hands in one of your metal pieces. When she tried to stop you and realized her hands were tied, a scream of your name in such an angry and worry tone came from behind you.

Almost tripping on her own feet, she got to the other side with her friends and asked with desperation to Bolin to get the metal strip off of her with his lavabending and while the guy was working her eyes looked for you only to see you already bleeding and getting hit with rocks, but never giving up.

Even with blood and bruises, you were able to take down a big number of them. Some ran to hide to catch their breath leaving you with just another metalbender who was giving you a good fight. Looking to the ceiling, a plan was fast thought and giving everything you had to them you were able to make them step back down over a construction made of metal. A couple of metal strips were thrown their way to distract and after that, you tried to bring down the whole thing on them.

Even if it was working, they were able to take the metal strips off and shoot them back at you; since your arms were already occupied, you weren't fast enough to stop them and two of the metal pieces inserted into your abdomen.

Two voices mixed up in a scream, yours in pain and Korra's calling for you. A tired Bolin worked as fast as he could to get his friend out of the imprisonment.

Your opponent smiled with satisfaction and walked a couple of steps, having the metal deeper in the cut, with a little bit of momentum and all your strength left, you were able to tear down the construction on them; killing them or just making them unconscious it didn’t matter, the metal was way deep in your muscles that you couldn't feel any pain, just the way your hot blood was dripping down to your inferior part, soaking your shirt and part of your pants.

Once the avatar was freed, she got into the avatar state to finish the job of taking down the rest who was just appearing or got back into the field.

Too weak to take the metal out of you by bending or just pulling, you fell to your knees coughing blood. Your eyes were shifting, trying to focus on anything, scared that it could mean your last moments. You felt warm arms wrap around you, preventing your body from touching the cold floor. The southerner screamed for someone to get water.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Hey, hey, stay with me, don't you dare close your eyes.” Korra said in such desperate manner, you were way too weak to say anything back. “Why doesn't anyone has water when I need it!?” she screamed while her friends were running to get water. “You're not alone, I'm with you.”

Unintelligibles whispers sounded on your mouth in such a soft manner that Korra thought at first you were only moving your mouth. Blood stained, a weak smile was painted in your lips and the avatar's eyes began to tear down.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Don't leave me, please, just hang on a little more.” she pleaded with shaky voice, slowly your hand was raised to brush her cheek, she didn’t matter the stain.

Your eyelids felt heavy, even if you could show much emotion, Korra could feel how scared you were. She was too, she didn’t want to lose you this way, not when she was able to stop it.

In a matter of moments, Bolin and Asami appear with a little bucket of water each just in case. The avatar felt a little bit more relieved and looked back at you, your eyes were fixated on the ceiling while they blinked in a dreamy way.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I'm sorry, it's going to hurt.” she said to you, you slowly got your eyes to focus on her and not even a second before, Korra bended the metal out of you having a high pitched scream as a response.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “My spirits, I feel sick... I'll go see Mako.” Bolin said after witnessing everything.

With fast hands she waterbended over your wound while mumbling, your eyes closed suddenly and both girls feared for the worst. Korra couldn't feel your pulse for what it felt an eternity, she kept bending while tears built on her eyes and when she felt life signals from you and heard how you took a breath in, she relaxed herself and giggle a little bit.

After Korra stopped healing you when she knew it was okay to do so, everyone went to the Air Temple Island where Korra left you in her room. She had bandaged your whole torso and kept healing you every once in a while.

You woke up a whole two days after the events, your whole body felt like it was ran over and not to speak about your torso. Disoriented, you looked around, you were alone. With a bit of struggle you tried to sit yourself up between grunts and moans, letting your back rest in the headboard for a couple of seconds.

You were ready to stand up completely when the avatar's voice scolding you stopped any further movement.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What the fuck do you think you're doing?” she asked, your eyes looked up at her and discover a frown. Her hands left the tray of water and bandage she was carrying on the nightstand. “Lay back down if you don't want another wound on you.”

She helped you get back in bed and was quick to take the water bowl. You looked at her hands moving over your bandages.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Korra...” you called hoarsely, she was way too fixated in what she was doing. “Korra!”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I told you you didn’t have to fight alone!” she exclaimed back at you, shutting you up. When she looked back at you, she was teary-eyed. “You have no idea how scared I was when... when you didn’t respond.”

You stood in silence for a moment before speaking again. “I'm sorry... I just wanted to protect you.” she sniffed, taking one of your hands in hers.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “And I just want to protect you.” she said back, your heart skipped a beat. “You have to be the most important thing I have right now, I love you in such a way that all I want to do is protect you from anything and anyone.”

For the first time in a long time, you were at a loss of words. Smiling in such a ephemeral way, a small grip was given to her hand.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Well, that means we have something in common.” you tried to joke with her, when trying to laugh it ended in a complaint because of the pain.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Don't think you're safe from any punishment.” your smile dropped, making Korra smile herself with malicious. “You're to stay resting for at least a whole month and no missions for two.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What!?” your eyes widened. “That's just playing cruel with me now.”

The southerner kneeled beside you and left a soft and shy kiss on your lips. Your hand cupped her face, when trying to deepen the gesture and have her nearer to you, Korra distanced herself.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “If I get to have more of those I can stay a whole year resting.” you said smiling again, Korra laughed before going for a second kiss, forgetting completely any fear or anger in her, opening the way for the love she started to accept for you.

[iventig]

“A new recruit? What do we would need a newbie for?”

“Soap, there's no use questioning it,the decision has been made months ago.Now quit bothering me.” Price is truly annoyed. Ever since he broke the news to his team,Soap has not stopped asking about why, when, how and for what reason this new teammate will arrive to the taskforce.

“Okay,Okay,I get it at least tell us where they’re from,I mean we need to work with them at the very best of our abilities and-“

“Johnny”

Finally, freedom and peace arrived in the menacing form of Lieutenant Simon “Ghost” Riley. Never, in his years of work had Price thought that peace and Ghost would occur in the same sentence within his thoughts. As he stood just a few meters away from his office,and the peaceful moments that he’d get by just getting through that door, Gaz came from behind.

“Captain,outside is -“

“what time is it Gaz?” Price asked in the most nice and calmest tone he could muster. Inside his chest panic rose, as he reminded himself of today's date. The recruit is coming today at exactly 16:15 pm

“Its 16:13, sir”

“Thanks Kyle, I need all of you to go. To your bunks,or the main hall,or somewhere else. Now.”

“Why?” again, Sergeant soap thought it was a good idea to talk again and so to break the last straw of his captain’s calmness.

“Ghost make sure this nuisance doesn’t get in my way with his stupid mouth today again, or he’ll gets to experience a whole week of outside recruitment training.Understood?”

With that Price turned on his heel and out of the sight of his teammates

“Fucking bloody muppets” he mutters as he made his way outside

“Great job, Soap.Now what?”

“I know we’re all thinking the same. So, Gaz , even if you don’t want to say it, Im going to say it.We’re going to follow him, obviously.”

Soap looked to his brothers, expecting a quick response,but none came.A minute of silence followed.

“Soap,no”

“C’mon L.t, I know you give more fucks about this as you let on,so if nobody’s going to stop me,I’ll be following my Captain.”

With that he to turned in a over dramatic way just as Price did three minutes ago, and got to follow his captain way outside.

“This godforsaken scottish bastard.A’right ill better follow him and get him back before the captain does, if anyone asks for me tell’em i’m dead or drunk. Thanks sergeant Garrick.”

And so Gaz now stood alone in front of his superiors office door , neither knowing how to react to the oder given or the situation that had just occurred, while he simply wanted to inform his captain of the helicopter sighted near the base. So, he decided, he will do as told by both his Lieutenant and Captain Price, staying right where he was and tell anyone who asked that the Captain is on his Period,Ghost is drunk and Sergeant McTavish turned feral.

A rather peaceful start for them, Garrick thought.

In the helicopter, a young man looked down at his wrist, the watch showing exactly 16:14.

In exactly one minute the helicopter should land,he’d get off his seat, take his duffel bag and backpack, depart the helicopter and meet the Task force 141, under command by the British army and the CIA. He would meet his new colleagues and captain, staying with them for a exactly three months before He would be seated in this exact position, back to his home country and comrades.in exactly 45 seconds he would be on time, he thought, in 46 he would be late.

He hated being late, he despised the thought of being where he was supposed to be even a millisecond late.He knew how much could change within a single minute or even second. His time out in the fields made it even mir obvious to him, how important it was to be accountable, accurate and quick. He dreaded the thought of being late, as he knew, the seconds one waste, may be the last of anothers life

How long are thirty seconds really?

He looked down at his watch, he laughed. It was a quick moment of bitter happiness filled by empty thoughts.

29…28….27

The Helicopter landing and the small ruckus of the helicopter as it touched the ground was the only thing he felt.

16:15 exactly on time, Second.

[terror-punk]

Hey there! Your blog is extremely inspiring and we've been thinking of trying to express ourselves in the external world more. The problem is one of us' expression would be incredibly physically damaging to both the body and outside. I get sudden violent urges and want to tear things down, scream, kick things over, yell at people that I'm not really the person theyve known. This would be a true expression but it dosent feel like the way to go. At the same time, we have tried other ways to express like art, exercise, etc, but the urge is still there. Sometimes it even gets worse. In the past we directed our anger to the body rather than outward so it feels like it's about to burst. Part of why I'm so fucking angry is because I've never fronted before, not like this, I wasn't allowed to but am able to now after a lot of work and everything feels alien and I dont know how to exist here in the external world. I just feel like I want to do what ive been doing back in my own world, but in the external one, which I think is kind of stupid because why would I want to replicate something Im already doing except its not even possible to replicate due to physics... and other stuff. Do you have any thoughts on what to do about this, or just...thoughts about it? I would appreciate any thoughts. Also, thank you for the blog. It means a lot to us. -T and T

Hey, thanks for the ask anon. Your situation is really relatable, honestly. I'm a fictive and persecutor with a LOT of violent urges from my memories--and god they're hard to deal with sometimes. I wouldn't ever harm anyone realistically but it gets hard to mentally manage. I've gotten much better over time and with the right support from friends, but it took a while. I took a bit to get to this ask (sorry), so I hope you're doing a little better with managing it now.

I know you mentioned exercise doesn't work, but have you tried working out, maybe? Not just regular exercise, I mean go to the gym and really go at it. Full force. Beat the hell out of a punching bag, maybe? If you invest in one for your own home, you could even customise it in a way that makes it more relieving to hit, somehow?

Being able to scream via music writing could also help. You don't even have to be good at it, and it could be a better form of artistic expression than traditional art if you haven't tried it before.

Another way might be to, if possible, get friends you may already have to 1. know about you, and 2. know how to react if you do have an outburst. Maybe having people who get it will help you feel less violent, but even if not--maybe you can find people who can handle the yelling as just a part of you? You'd need to thoroughly discuss boundaries and such, but it could work if you're in the right situation.

I'm not sure what else to suggest right this moment, but if anyone else wants to add on, feel free. Good luck with finding a solution, and remember you're not alone in this experience.

[fuctacles]

?xfiles for the WIP Ask game please?

This is one of the ancient ones, probably from over a year ago, idk why I'm still holding onto it. I put some of the vibe/ideas from this one into this one-shot, which I don't like much, ngl. (the ? in the doc name is a mix of "is it still x files" and "do I still want to write it")

But here's what I wrote back in my X-files marathon phase (its old so if its hard to read, im sorry):

The doors to the office opened with force, bouncing off the wall. The detective that went through them looked ready to explode, his movements erratic as he ran his hands through his hair. "We're this close. This close!" He growled, his teeth grinding clean through a cigarette filter. A scrawny temp walking after him picked up the pieces that fell. The man's colleagues looked up from their work, some sympathetic, some frowning. Steve, his desk buddy, rolled away from his desk. "He won't talk?" He saw a few strands of hair fall to the ground as Tommy dropped his hands away from his scalp. "Of course not. These fucking homos are useless." He seethed. Steve frowned, but before he could say anything, Tommy started pacing around him. "They all think their stupid reputation is more important than catching a fucking murderer! Maybe they shouldn't be sucking dick when they're worried about their kids finding out? He doesn't even have a kid! Stupid fags-!" Steve stood up. "I'll talk to him," he offered instead of saying 'It's guys like you that make them silent.' "Good luck with that. Try sucking his dick, maybe that'll make him talk," Tommy snickered, finally brightening up at a chance to make a homophobic quip at his own coworker. Steve clenched his jaw, tense all the way to the investigation room. He pressed a hand to the door and took a deep breath. As he pushed them open, the smell of smoke filled his nostrils. He raised his eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to smoke in here." "Oh no," the metalhead sitting behind the desk rolled his eyes so hard it made Steve's head hurt. "What you gonna do, officer? Cuff me?" Both of his eyebrows shot up now. If he was flirting with Tommy before no surprise the guy was that agitated. Steve didn't react though, instead, he sat down in the second chair and pulled out his own pack of cigarettes. "My-" Steve hesitated for a tiny millisecond because the word started tasting sourly in his mouth recently. "Friend, said you don't want to testify." The guy puffed a cloud of smoke, lip crooked in a half smile as he watched him lit his own cigarette. "Are all your friends dicks?" Yes. "Are all gay men uncooperative?" The man shrugged. "Nah, we're pretty flexible. Sue us for not wanting a target on our back." "Isn't there one on yours already anyway?" The man leaned back, waggling his finger at Steve. "Indeed, but there's a huge difference between a scary-Satanist target and a weak-pansy target." Steve took a pointed glance at the guy - the bandana holding his long hair, leather jacket, studded bracelets, and chains. The full metalhead look. "You don't look weak to me." "Doesn't matter in a five-on-one situation." Steve took a contemplative drag. "Has this happened before?" The man shrugged. "Once or twice." "Have you-" Steve bit his tongue. He had a feeling his colleagues wouldn't take a case like this too seriously. “Tried reporting?” The man, Munson, as read the file left on the desk, guessed anyway. “What for? So I can hear how I could defend myself if I was a real man? No thanks.”

[risetherivermoon]

here have a sparrow related rant :D (dndads ep 48 spoilers!!)

btw, my entire perception (or all together understanding) of sparrow oak has shifted after this episode-

i think unconsciously i saw the twins as completely different people, like wildly different from eachother, after season 1 and in season 2

but honestly- after we find out that sparrow is the one who enacted code purple, the conversation with henry and mercedes? i still see them as different characters, but i feel like they are actually way more similar than i initially thought

they're just both two guilt ridden idiots, and at first i was really confused why it seemed like sparrow would always group himself with lark when talking about who "ended the world" or whatever (i thought it was probably him saying it in solidarity or whatever, which i think is still partially the reason) but now he also basically did what lark did

i think thats whats heartbreaking to me, because henry immediately forgives lark after he releases the doodler, but sparrow is immediately told he will never be forgiven, and where lark has the motive of wanting to defeat the doodler and become stronger, sparrow has the motive of just wanting to protect his family-

im not saying this is out of character of henry, i definitely think this is how he'd react since he has the knowledge of exactly what code purple will do, and we also know that sparrow tried to lie to him to enact it as well, but its just- fuck

personally i think because of how lark and henrys relationship is in late s1 (and afterwards) henry probably was unconsciously more attentive to lark afterwards, trying to repair that broken relationship- and so his perspective of sparrow is different, sparrow usually goes along with lark and backs him up but he never actually argues with henry or whatever,

so when sparrow does something that he does himself, it seems so off and random to henry, personally i think if he had to think about it that lark would be the twin that what would be most likely to be the one to do it, a lot of it is sparrow acting on his own principle and we really don't see that often, (blah blah, its lark and sparrow not sparrow and lark, blah blah)

basically i think that it was so unexpected of sparrow that henry immediately freaks out and is more aware of the betrayal than he was back when the doodler was released,

im relistening to the mummy issues arc in s1, and was listening to scene of henry and darryl arguing about the pyramid, and i think that's really the thing yk? because henry's moral compass is more pointed towards being selfless, where sparrow seems to be on the opposite side of that in this situation

for example, henry wants to go and get arrested by neverwinter because they had let the pyramid fall instead of trying to save lark and sparrow from the omegadads, which makes sense that he doesn't approve of code purple because it would put faerun in danger, even though it would mean his family would be safe,

and then sparrow, who enacts code purple because even though it would destroy faerun, he and his family would be safe,

ive seen people compare code purple to the trolley problem- and honestly, i agree so much, its similar, where if the same amount of people are on both tracks but one has your friends and family/people you love on one side as well,

really sparrow was put into such a huge position of either way he will end up hurting someone, his 6-year-old son is attacked by a flesh hoard that he can get rid off by flicking a single switch, and of course he's going to do it, even if that means his parents never want to speak to him again and that he dooms another plain of existence to destruction

im just in love with how much this podcast spins morality around, it can be so incredibly philosophical for being a dungeons and dragons podcast about a bunch of stupid dads, it really makes you realize how complicated humans are

[hotgirlstiles]

Genuinely how do you think stiles would react if he found out he and Paige were very similar? Would he ask derek something like do you think of her when you look at me?....

oh god you have NO idea how much this ask makes me so fucking crazy. Im literally the patron saint of making stiles suffer and go crazy. HES MY LITTLE DOLL!!!!

anyways. i think. god. yall already know how much i LOVE and talk about how both derek and the sheriff lost their ultimate loved one and how stiles is the literal embodiment of those two loved ones. i go batshit crazy whenever i think abt (after claudia’s death) stiles just missing his mom and maybe trying on her clothes in secret and her perfume and everything about her and it being one of the reasons why the sheriff (during his drunk eps) had absolutely. been so mean to him because that’s his wife and his son is the splitting image of her (physically and personality wise) and it just hurts

AND THEN YOU FACTOR IN PAIGE STILES AND ITS SO FUCKING. i genuinrly cannot even put it into enough words how much it makes me crazy. paige. jennifer. and how theyre both SO stiles. i just know stiles heart shattered when peter was telling that story and i KNOW stiles went on some research rampage on bh yearbooks and saw paige and just. this very devastating oh moment. immediately goes back and thinks abt every moment w derek and its like some slap to the face

i dont think stiles would outrigbt ask derek smthn like that but i feel like it would send stiles into a spiral similar to how or what happened w sheriff and claudia and i think thats such a painful cycle of just being this someone. the second choice almost—some kind of cheap copy of someone’s beloved because he was never really claudia nor was he really ever paige but sometimes does he try because he thinks thats all he is (some fake grade a copy of the original)

which probably makes it also insane because remember when the nogutsune split into two stile. sorry i dont even know how thats connected it just cane into my mind and now i had to say it

anyways im insane over this im genuinely always fucking thinking about stiles will always resemble derek and the sheriff’s lost loved ones and the implications of it to stiles, who has always been the underdog and has always received love in such thin barely there offhanded touches

ok apparently im not yet done cause i think When stiles found out abt paige canon-wise was like perfect since it was like that barely there conenction of sterek happening. oh my god if stiles found out abt paige during s3b itd be fuckkng DISASTER. imagine finding out you have frontotemporal dementia—essentially dying the same way your mother did, the EXACT same way your mother did right in front of your dad, aka he would experience his beloved’s death AGAIN—and then finding out your crush’s first fucking love literally has rhe same personality and looks as you. i would genuinely commit myself to eichen house at that point like i would never show my face to the sheriff and derek ever again

ok. on the topic of established sterek approaching that topic. i feel like it’d come randomly from stiles, like every topic does, and maybe on some quiet night just playing with derek’s fingers laying in bed and he’d just quietly ask “was paige pretty?” and derek would say some stupid shit like yeah you two looked very similar you two could be siblings which wohld set off stiles rockets and itd be castratophic basically. i dont even know how derek would fix the situation

[spillurhearts]

🫧💬⚡️ :>

tysm for asking!!! i'm gonna let toby answer that one :))

🫧 - what habit(s) did you steal from heaven?

ooooooh a lot tbh. i think she did too lmaoo but the main ones i picked from her is humming i think!! like when a room is dead silent i just hum a song and thats something she does a lot so i think i picked that. also i started like tying my shoes the way she does which is a rlly fucking specific way and idk how i picked it up but i did lmaoooo there's many many other things but those r just the ones at the top of my mind

💬 - what message would you send to heaven on anon? how would heaven react to it?

an inside joke def. like a stupid meme or a single word but shes going to know what it means. technicallyyyyyy she would know that it was me but also im still on anon right?? so it counts??

shed probably answer with an even stupider meme cause she has wayy too many out of pocket ones lmaoooo or an insult but i know its lighthearted

⚡️- which of your insecurities or flaws clash against heaven’s personality?

oof ok yea heavy one but we already had that convo tgthr so it should be fine to answer

fully honestly its my impulsivity i think. like heaven isnt the 'go with the flow' or jump head first in a situation type of person and we used to fight a lil abt that cause i used to do a lot of reckless shit - i still do ngl but i try to be more mindful of that for her. but yea we tend to clash a little cause of that but we try our best to make some efforts, heaven lets go a little and i try not to die on missions or plan stuff last minute lmaooo

[inevitablestars]

hehehehehehehhe <— me cackling evilly while rubbing my hands together

sirius pls for the ask game<3

oh so you want me to yap

How I feel about this character

.... say it with me: INSANE ABOUT SIRIUS. have been thinking about sirius since i was a small child and i just never stopped??? attached myself to him like a stray dog and i cant let go. very very very normal as you can see. ill be thinking about sirius for the rest of my life i fear. sirius is just so complex and i want to root around in his head for hours. i could find something new every time i do. also no matter what fic i am writing i am inside of sirius' head it might not be his pov but i am in there and know how he would react to everything.

and like. there's so much there!!! his family the prank the marauders harry azkaban like the possibilities are endless. and because of all of the previous pieces (and more) or any combination of them like thats one fucked up little guy and it only makes me love sirius more

they are in my pocket and will be there for the rest of time

All the people I ship romantically with this character

the obvious, remus. can't go wrong there. put them in any situation and it will work. literally any.

and heres the thing, i don't actively read or seek out any other sirius ships but like... now that im being asked.... i could be convinced of others. give me a good and compelling story and i could be interested. some that fit in this category are: james, lily, wolfstarbucks, peter, kingsley, marlene. have i read most of those? no i have not, but if someone im friends with wrote any of them yeah id give it a shot. nothing replaces wolfstar tho nothing can

My non-romantic OTP for this character

regulus. i think thats obvious (<- guy who has never shut up about the black brothers) whether they are close and have a good relationship or havent spoken in a decade im gonna love it. they love each other more than anything else and soemtimes that drives them apart but sometimes it doesnt and god i will explode if i think about them for too logn it causes me phsyical pain

also the rest of the black family. in order of how insane they make me after regulus: bellatrix (she literally killed him what do you want me to say), andromeda, narcissa, walburga, everyone else

outside of the family though, james and lily. easy.

My unpopular opinion about this character

sirius can do no wrong. idc!!!!!!!!! hes never done a single thing wrong in his life. like yeah hes stupid sometiems but thats my stupid guy :( hes trying his best hes fucked up and has been since he was born its not his fault

also just like why is there discourse about his appearance. i dont see characters in my head but like idc if hes tall or not or if theyre whatever gender. sirius is hot and also a little guy.

also also he's smart. really fucking smart. he just doesnt always care so it comes off like hes not. and like he wants it to seem like hes cool and has his shit together but he is losing his mind all the time

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

that he and regulus got to reunite :( or that he didn't die. that would be lovely. or if you know his name was cleared and he got to actually take harry in like he wanted to that would be so so cool for everyone involved