#like other than my raging issues there's nothing scary about me

[thefriendlyghost-exe]

It's actually so crazy to me that I scare people because I just desperately want friends and would do next to anything to get them

You do not know the lengths I would go to have friends.

[toytulini]

i dont want to give in to Modern Shapewear but i really hate when im trying to have a Fun Outfit and theres fucking Distinct Lines from various under wear bands (bra, undies, maybe a pair of tights?) all at separate points? that are impossible to hide bc the outer wear is fucking form fitting spandex

[lightofraye]

Ten Years

I forgot to share this yesterday.

Officially divorced for nine years, left the ex-husband ten years ago.

It's still emotionally an enormous thing. A scary thing. I will never forget grabbing my infant son, just freshly turned one years old, and what I could of my possessions and fleeing to a domestic violence shelter.

I'm still kicking. I'm still fighting. I'm tip-toeing with each step, being very cautious in my moves against him--because I have to. It all has to be above-board, all legal (unlike his bullshit, dear gods), and all has to be done with extreme care so that when the victory comes, there's nothing he can do about it.

I'm the turtle in this race.

Remember though, in that story: The turtle won.

And I will win.

I've gotten this far. Each move he had tried against me has failed. Oh, he's gotten some minor victories, small battles, but I am moving to win. In this game of chess, losing the pawns isn't a problem. They're a sacrifice that is acceptable.

I'm the Queen, powerful, plotting moves across the board. The King... as reluctant as I am to call my ex-husband the King... that's what he is in the game.

I don't like to compare the ongoing issue against my ex-husband as a game, but it helps to view it as a form of gamification. I have to be careful with my moves, surrendering in smaller battles to win the bigger victory.

It's been ten years. In those ten years, my ex-husband has been persistent. Abusers don't like to lose, you see... and frequently will escalate into increasing violence against the ones who escape. Or find other ways to torment and otherwise continue to be a problem to the victims.

During the first several years after I left my ex-husband, he actually assaulted, strangled, and "criminally confined" a woman he was dating in his apartment. Guess what his punishment was? Probation and anger management.

Despite having had other criminal misdeeds, that's all the courts gave him. That alone emphasized why I couldn't tell him I wanted to divorce in person, face to face. To this day, he still insists I could've just told him and he'd let me go.

Uh huh.

I continue to have personal battles against him, in the courts. The largest reason being I want to move out of state--there's a better state that has all the resources my son needs. That I need. That my daughter needs.

But I can't leave without his "permission" (we share joint custody right now). If he says 'no' and the courts agree with him, I'm screwed. Yet I'm determined.

It's been ten years. If anything, I'm stronger than I was when I first met my ex-husband. Meanwhile, he's been reduced, frustrated.

I will win.

Knowledge is my strength. I research the crap out of everything. I use my paralegal background to ensure I'm picking the best solutions. In order to leave, I have to demonstrate everything I need to the judge. Research, information, whatever I need.

Ten years.

I'll keep fighting the rest of my life if I have to. The abusers in my life have all tried to break me, crush me, destroy me. They tried to turn me dark, bitter, full of rage and hate like them.

Here I am, ten years later, refusing to let that happen. I will be the loving mother for my children. I will be a kind, gentle person, sharing light and love, because I won't let them break me.

All survivors of domestic violence are kintsugi. We are more beautiful after having been shattered and rebuilt.

Ten years.

I'm still standing.

[humanoidtyphoons]

ep 12...

-just. ending the episode with vash internally asking it would be wrong to kill monev, right? is just. fuck it's gutting. it's so so gutting, and the way his voice actor says it, on the cusp of breaking apart, while he tries to stay true to rem, and her ideals. but he's so tempted, in such a tragic way.

-bc vash is furious this episode. he's pissed off that monev killed so many people around him, he's not fucking about, he terrifies monev into begging for his life, that he wants to live, so scary and furious vash feels at this moment. and oh god, it's so...

-milly cannot stop him. meryl cannot stop him. vash has to think about rem in order to stop himself. vash tries so hard not be terrifying and wants to appear non-threatening to others that when he takes that wall down... jfc.

-the shot of vash glaring in his prison cell, chained to the wall, his eyes nothing but light, and he looks like a demon? god. god. it's so striking and reveals how little milly and meryl know vash at all. (how much you as an audience do not know a whole lot about vash.) "you look like your usual self again" milly tells vash this episode, after his encounter with legato bluesummers, but "usual" does not mean "real", and that is. it's a moment, alright, to realize that he does not take that mask of his down around the two that are argubly closest to him unless he absolutely has to, and talking to legato freaked him out to the extent that his expression changed. (altho milly is absolutely a perceptive person, tbh.)

-i'm not sure vash, pushed to his absolute limit and breaking point of rage, was his real self. like. him, isolating himself from meryl and milly and telling them to stay away from him in the most miserable voice... i think that's real vash. he yearns, but he knows he cannot be like them, and in order to protect them he needs them not to look at him and what he's about to do to monev. but also, deep down he doesn't think he deserves to be around them, not when so much destruction surrounds him.

(-the v/w shipper in me actually wants to see wolfwood see vash at his most furious ngl. but i also kind of think paradoxically, it is because wolfwood is there, that such a thing would not happen, because working together they could prevent bloodshed like this. like i know the zazie episode is yet to happen, but. that's a separate issue, a different argument.)

-thinking about tristamp, did i confuse rollo for monev? (was rollo monev?) i'll have to rewatch at some point, and find out! i intend to, for my trigun rewatch anyway, bc i am curious about the english dub.

-legato bluesummers, you piece of shit. he's a nasty piece of work, but god, i do like him as a villain and how... sadistic he gets. i think his spiked shoulder pads are awesome, i like how tense and how much the pressure increases when he's around, bc he's seconds away from doing something awful. the intent is there, even if he's just messing with vash.

-ack, meryl and milly enjoying a peaceful day at the beginning, and vash being playful with children because they happened to throw a basketball at his head. i can't help but laugh! vash!!! the power of suction as he continues to keep the basketball on his face, and have children laugh and play in delight as he chases them. it's SO silly and incredibly charming, and such a contrast to the later parts of the episode, where the goofiness switches into something more deadly and sombre.

-so many people die. so many.

-that hint of knives! his shadowed self! his voice! that's what it's all about!!! this confrontation that vash wants more than anything to avoid! natch, i am affectionate towards knives, i like him SO much, even tho he's terrible. but, he's just so interesting a character! he's a great villain!

[twigwing]

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm thinking about super sonic and the emeralds again. this isn't a meta post it's literally just me talking

the nature of the chaos emeralds and sonic's relationship to them has always been kinda weird and vague and many spinoffs (and the mainline games sometimes) have attempted giving them #Lore. one of my absolute favs being the fleetway comics' take on super sonic being EVIL

Super Sonic is a psychotic demon-like entity who manifests himself in Sonic's body under conditions of extreme stress or exposure to chaos energy.

Sonic frequently had to battle to keep this alter-ego in check, because Super Sonic's immense destructive powers, hyper-aggression, sadistic humour, and lack of restraint frequently endangered innocent civilians; and even Sonic's own friends. Indeed, Super Sonic seems to enjoy the prospect of killing Sonic's friends: in issue #184 he deliberately holds back to prolong the pleasure of killing them.

Super Sonic was created when Sonic absorbed a dose of evil energy that had been absorbed by the Chaos Emeralds. [Sonic News Network description]

NEAT! I LOVE BEING 12 YEARS OLD ABOUT SONIC THE HEDGEHOG

i forget where the hell this idea of the emeralds having Evil Energy first sprang up, i know it was used in SA1... i can't remember if it's really been spelled out SA1-wise in the games elsewhere. i really like it though! i love the idea of the emeralds having both positive and negative energy

my first experience with emeralds being weird and doing weird things to sonic was Sonic X! (though those emeralds were fake)

ILY DARK SUPER SONIC 4EVER SICK AND TWISTED SORRY ABOUT THE COUNTERFEIT EMERALD RAGE DESTRUCTION AGONIES BUT I LOOOOOOOVE YOU

i think its a really neat idea to have sonic able to channel both positive and negative energy. of course, he's an upbeat guy! go with the flow! sonic boom save the planet from disaster through the dark to the light it's a supersonic flight gotta keep it going

anyway what was i talking about

sonic's moments of "weakness" where he lets his emotions get the best of him are always sooooooo great, and i think that's a REALLY neat thing to explore in the alternate powered-up forms the sonic characters can take, especially sonic

super sonic is i think(?) often used in especially media like the comics to display sonic at his most heroic, most cocky, most undefeatable, most composed, most Sonic

i really like this he's my silly funny guy. but i also really like the times when super sonic is... quieter? he's just... this unstoppable, powerful force, doing what must be done to ensure the world sees a peaceful tomorrow. always a beacon of hope in the darkest situations

(of course he never stays quiet for long - it's sonic! he's gotta quip)

i lost my train of thought again. ok so like, chaos emeralds. positive and negative energy. vague lore that basically doesn't even exist because sonic is just furry dragon ball which is just anime journey to the west. the relationship between the emeralds and sonic is one of the most mcdonalds playplaces of the series. character transformations are the thing EVERYONE (that i've seen) latches on to the most

whenever i think about super sonic - and i have absolutely no idea if this is supported or explored somewhere in the like 30 years of sonic the hedgehog media there is out there, surely it must have, but if this exact idea has been done before i don't know about it. anyway

whenever i think about super sonic, i love thinking about the first time sonic ever transformed. how overwhelming it must have been, to be filled with so much energy. how ecstatic he might have felt. how scary it might have been. how empty he must have felt, the first time he de-transformed

i really like thinking about super sonic as being a state that brings sonic a strong feeling of comfort and peace of mind. he's filled to the brim with positive cosmic energy. pretty much nothing can stand in his way. can't get more self-assured than that, yeah? but i love contrasting it with the other side - the fleetway sonics, the dark super sonics. super sonic as a force so powerful that sometimes, even he isn't aware of what he's capable of. a force so powerful that everyone in the sonic canon talks about Super Sonic, the saviour as if he's someone else, something separate from Sonic, the hero

(i know it's not really that deep to call sonic's super transformation Super Sonic as if it's a name/title i know it's not weird but i think about it a lot OKAY)

my favourite visual rendition of super sonic is from sonic 2006 actually lol. i love how all his features melt away into his aura in this cutscene, it's really neat. makes him feel a little otherworldly kinda

i really like the take on sonic that he was chosen by the emeralds to act as their champion. i don't think he's 100% Just Some Guy, just some ordinary cartoon hedgehog kissed by the miracle of seven shiny rainbow rocks some day and he's blue and fast now. i personally think he's always been a little "special", in some way - i REALLY love the takes on sonic where he's just... this inhuman force, filled to the brim with raw energy that seemingly never runs out. but he's still also just some guy - what you see is what you get, a guy that loves adventure!

uhhhhhh yeah i think i said all my thoughts or i at least lost the rest of them. i just really love shounen the hedgehog

[ghost-of-the-machine]

ughh

i keep having like? i keep having dreams where my mom protects me and its kind of upsetting me

why is it so frequent? i keep having them where she keeps me safe or says she'll always be here for me, and if its not my mom directly its some motherly figure protecting me. im like GROWN TOO im not a little kid but i always feel like i am, i feel so powerless, helpless, afraid.. and i hide behind my mom because she will keep me safe, right?

this time it was my sister, she was being so fucking mean to me like how she used to, to the point where like. i had to go in this building with her and her bf and she told me to get out of the car real hostile like and i was clearly scared and about to cry and my mom was like hey. we'll go together, okay? and she held my hand and the building? was like this dark like. SOME KIND OF LIQUOR/SMOKE SHOP, it stressed me out and then when my mom came with me it turned into a pretty candy store and she let my sibling get whatever they want but . im too conscious of our money so i didnt get anything before the dream switched

then i was at like? the store owner had these policies ensuring people didnt ABUSE THEIR KIDS in her store, saying like hey. if yr kid tries and steals something, ill catch them, no need to yell at them or get physical. if theyre loud, its alright, theres plenty of other kids here so its probably gonna be loud regardless like. idk it made me really sad cuz that meant she had dealt with it enough to make explicit rules about children being hurt or scared in her building. and immediately my brain knew she was someone i could trust

my family like left but . i got in the car with my moms husband instead cuz i thought they were gonna get in but he drove off too fast and then he was being really reckless and driving into oncoming traffic and shit and it was really scary cuz hes like. ive been in the car with him pulled over by the cops cuz he was speeding before he drives so horribly i feel so unsafe when he drives, and yknow who it makes me think of? my mom, because even if my mom has bad road rage, shes safer than him

the car crashed obviously and i was hurt and scared and i just wanted my mom and i managed to make it back to the candy store cuz it had like a proper daycare section now i guess?? and i dont know. my moms bf was like unhinged and i. ive had too many dreams where im afraid of him, afraid of what he'll do. i made it back to the place and i guess the kids there were also scared cuz they knew he was gonna come back and the lady was like reassuring us and she said that no ones getting hurt here, and that shes gonna do everything in her power to keep us safe

idk it made me feel good that like. even though i was obviously an adult she was still there to comfort me and assure me cuz i was fucking scared, just like the kids were i was terrified and she didnt exclude me from that safety

i think i have mommy issues guys 💀💀 i dont know why i keep having these dreams. maybe being neglected as a child makes you grow up too fast and then you suddenly cant be grown up enough when yr actually an adult. when they fight, i feel so small.. i feel like a child again, listening to violence thru the walls. i wish i could be brave, i wish i could be a MAN, be an adult, but im too scared..

why does my head crave that motherly comfort? i dont understand.. my mom isnt a bad mom. shes an okay mom, not a great PERSON, but an okay mom. shes done a lot for me and i appreciate it, but.. be there for me is not one of them. maybe im sad, maybe i wish i could have a mother that i can say with 100% certainty i love. i wish i could have a mom who was there for me and cared more about me and i wish she was .

she used to be really mean to me, after she kicked her bf out several years ago (got us nothing in the end cuz hes fucking back so whatever) . i think she missed fighting and needed someone to focus her anger on. i remember one time she came into my room and screamed at me for doing something wrong? something i DIDNT do, and then when she found out it was my sibling who did it, i guess she tired herself out cuz she just said whatever

it got so bad that like. everyone knew she was treating me unfairly. my siblings thought she was, i thought she was, and SHE thought she was. that time we were sitting in the car with my sister and she was like yeah im too mean to you, you dont deserve that. and i was just. quiet. what do i say? do i say 'yes, you are too mean to me'? probably not, my sister is my moms number one yes man, if i said anything implying my mom was less than an angel she'd direct her anger towards me. AGAIN. but i cant say no cuz that would be a lie. i just said it was fine and she said it wasnt and that was the end of it. i dont even remember if things changed

or like that time? she called me a disappointment for failing in highschool and when i jsut left, and went and sat in my siblings room, SOMETIMES she feels remorse and she comes and apologizes cuz i think deep down she does love me. but this time? no, she just came in and KEPT going, saying it was my fault and that she doesnt have shit to apologize for. okay!!!! that was when the elections were happening too , thats when she started becoming a worse person, more right wing yknow. its sad watching someone i used to admire dissolve into just.. garbage, yknow? ugh

i almost had a panic attack at my grandparents house one time cuz she raised her voice like. not AT me but i was still there and then my sister started harassing me when i got all quiet cuz i was SCARED and my brother and grandma tried to stick up for me but i just went to the back room and i couldnt fucking breathe. and then later my sister had the audacity? when we went to the park later she was like hey. btw. its not MY fault you were being weird like. whatever, fuck off

i wish i loved my family!!!!! i wish i had a family i was capable of loving. i wish i had a family who didnt hurt me, i wish i had a family that didnt make me feel like.. like im not always safe in my home. ive never ever felt safe, from my earliest memories to my most recent, its just.. carnage. dreadful

[leagueofdccm-togo]

“no-one wants you when you have no heart” / maggie to negan

some meme || @nghtmarish

💥⋆｡˚⁀➷ IT STUNG MORE THAN IT SHOULD HAVE... He would have winced if she wasn't look directly at him. He chooses to stay silent for that very moment. NEGAN KNEW JUST HOW MUCH MAGGIE LOATHED HIM, IT CONSUMED HER VERY SOUL.... the sight of him, the air he shared with her. That hatred she held for him. Could you blame her ? He really couldn't.... he knew he took a big part away from her, and her son. He couldn't bring Glenn back no matter how badly he wished he could go back and tell OLD NEGAN not to. At the same time, he probably would have told OLD NEGAN to kill them all. They are all trying to survive after all. He was protecting his people, just like Rick and them were protecting their own. Even if that meant you had to be a sadistic asshole to get your way, SO FUCKING BE IT. They've all killed, they all have blood on their hands.... they've all lost someone. Glancing down at Maggie, eyes slightly narrowed.

He shakes his head in disagreement... yes he fucked up, yes he killed, yes he is a fucking nut-job. BUT... no matter the many killings he did, no matter the tortures... no matter how FAR HE HAS GONE.... that didn't change the fact that behind all that was a man who held a HEART that was far gone.... but still there trying to find a reason to BEAT AGAIN. Find a REASON to have BLOOD coursing through his veins, give his heart some type of FUCKING reaction. Make him feel something other than rage & loneliness ! Negan scoff's. ❝ What do you want from me, huh ? Don't yeh think this old dance of ours is gettin' out of hand... Maggie ? I get it... you FUCKING hate the shit outta me, I get that. I took away the most important person in your life. And it fuckin' sucked. You and I... we're more alike than you think. I lost someone who meant the world to me.... was... is... the reason why I'm still FIGHTING this fight. I can't take back what I did.... you don't have to forgive me. I get that. I ain't askin' you to forgive me. ❞ THE ONCE LEADER PAUSES, TONGUE DARTING TO WET HIS LIPS. He sure as hell doesn't have an issue talking, could talk for hours in fact. But his mouth feels dry when around Maggie. As much as Maggie wants to ignore it... the two of them make one hell of a badass team together. She'll deny it till the day he dies of course. She's clouded have heat, and sees nothing but red.... but Negan, he sees clearly between the two of them. They've spent some time together... NOT that Maggie wanted to but because he was part of her team on some of the missions helping them out however he could. He's just doing his part, that's it. But fuck, there is something brewing between them and Negan can't help what he fucking feels... and it's fucked up. IT IS FUCKED UP.... what this feeling is... whatever it is.... it's fucked up because he killed her husband. It should be forbidden. But he's fucking human, and his dick has feelings too. He steps closer to Maggie. Eyes never once leave her, the sound of leaves breaking underneath heavy boots. He doesn't dare close the distance between since he knew Maggie would take that moment to stab him in the neck or some shit. He ain't dumb. But he keeps her at arms length. READING the expression on her features.

❝ It's scary, ain't it ? Just how much I live in that pretty lil' heads of yours. Your on my mind too, Maggie. I don't try to think 'bout you, If I'm being honest.... you just... happen to be there. All. The. Fucking. Time. And I don't know if that's a good thing... or bad thing, for me that is. You say.... I got no heart, but that's far from the fuckin' truth. Like I said, I fucked up and I can't do shit about what past me did. But you ain't no saint either let's get that shit straight. Got it ? You and I... we are two peas in a motherfucking pod. My heart... ❞ Negan pats on his chest above where his heart should be, learning down ever so slightly, not enough to be in her face, but to tower over her. ❝... It's fuckin' there. If I didn't give a shit I wouldn't be helpin'. I would have left your ASS to the walkers along ass time ago. But I didn't, did I ? I did my part by kissin' your ass, dealin' with your lil' sly comments towards me. I dealt with all that cause hell I do fuckin' care in my own fuckin' way. We are only human, Maggie. We are only tryin' to get outta of this world ALIVE and to grow fuckin' old and die naturally. That's it. It's you and me alone right now.... I could kill you If I wanted... but I'm not gonna. I wanna see you make it out alive... because damn girl, you got some lady balls and I respect that. There's somethin' here... whether we like it or not. There is. And even with all that shitty feelings you got inside of you... you got a heart too. I know it's harden cause of what I did... but it's there. ❞

[geyikligece]

uh hello,i know you aren't a scholar or anything but i just wanted to ask for your opinion or ask if you have read anything on this matter. so the Quran doesn't say anything about same-sex marriages(and it not saying anything it is banned) but i also saw something like "marry the unmarried amongst you, female or male slaves" and i saw someone, an imam, saying this makes same-sex marriages possible. and in a surah(30:21) it talks about love in a gender neutral manner. i don't get how people connect zina and homosexuality. yes it would be zina if the same-sex couple wasn't married and had sex, but if they got married by an imam and had sex wouldnt that be legal. or i want to know why can't they get married? sex is seen as such a positive part of life. so why is it that just because of the way we were created we cannot have sex, isn't that unfair? i also learned that all the "hadiths" that talk about homosexuality being punished is actually weak and unreliable. so i don't get it, can we be in a relationship without ever having sex, or can we get married and then have sex? because if it is permissible after marriage, then i am willing to wait for it. if it isn't, i don't want to imagine my life so blank and deprived because of it. the homophobic Muslims certainly wouldn't have missed out if the Prophet had ever punished anyone for homosexuality, yet he didn't and how very interestingly they were condemned AFTER HIS DEATH. he reads the book and misunderstands and the scholars read it and understand better than him? ironic. honestly i am so shocked about how the homophobia is so deep withing the community. they make the religion so scary and unapproachable for anyone who is not cishet. also saying "don't act on it" is incredibly stupid. why was i created in pairs too, then? if it was actually a sin, why wasn't it mentioned properly instead of people trying to make conclusions and analogies that either arent clear or aren't mentioned? i used to thing literally almost everything is haram but know i know that it's just people making things up. it seems hard for a Muslim to go hell, too. unless they are very corrupted. as far as i know, what is haram is either haram because it harms other people, or it harms the person doing it. how can being in a relationship harm anyone? straight couples getting married before sex is logical as if there is any children they will be supported and cared for. but it is illogical to say "there is nothing about it in the Quran so it's not permissible" it's the very opposite! i used to feel so bad for my identity but now i am coming to terms with it. i am also disappointed by how many scholars and imams are homophobic themselves no matter how "knowledgeable" they are. i never listen to them as i think religion should be something i myself should be deciding. i have always understood the story of Lut as rape. they had wives and they were raping men, it wasn't consensual. also the Quran on the importance as being a good partner outweighs my suspicions. anyway i am sorry for taking so much, but i am full or rage towards the community. it doesn't judge or condemn us anywhere. even in the Lut, is is HETERO MEN THAT HAD WIVES RAPING MEN. please share your thoughts with me. i hope you have a great day, may Allah bless you.

hi! i just saw this so i'm replying a bit late. as you said, i'm not a scholar, but i'm a psychologist and researcher who studies queer muslim identity and identity integration. so i think i can share what i see, read and observe.

first of all, there is a sociological area, islamic feminism, which i think is very related to these issues as well. scholars are women and they argue that the interpretations on religious issues are always made by men with their patriarchal, heteronormative, hegemonic minds. they say the language of the quran is never discriminatory, sexist etc. so they criticize the islamic scholars and they suggest a new interpretation, they read the quran and hadith critically, with a new perspective. when we look at the muslim societies today, we can clearly see that none of those societies really perform islam. sometimes people cannot differentiate culture and religion. they don't know which one is from the culture, which one is from the deen. it is not surprising but we must be critical of this.

another thing is, some scholars say that if something is not clearly stated in quran or hadith, then people shouldn't ask too many questions about it, some say "if they are not stated, they're forgiven by Allah". i also read in kecia ali's book sexual ethics and islam that there is a "don't ask, don't tell" norm when it comes to sexual minorities in muslim societies. they acknowledge it, but they don't wanna talk about it.

recently i'm doing in-depth interviews with muslim queer women. one woman said "when i look back to my past, i do not feel any regret or shame about my sexuality, but i feel remorse because of abortion. when i make love with a woman, we don't hurt anyone or anything. do we kill someone? no. but abortion, i still do not forgive myself".

i think what she said is really important. going through an abortion makes her feel remorse, pain, and fear of Allah. she is worried and prays to Allah to forgive her. but she is okay with her sexuality, because as she said, they don't hurt anyone. my opinion is not very different from her. in the quran, there are clearly stated harams: killing, stealing, zina, infidelity and so on. yet, some so-called "religious" people make queerness a huge issue while we have all kinds of corruptions and harams in our societies. is it logical? i don't think so.

about prophet Lut, i think we have similar views. i've read those verses from quran numerous times. the issue is more about rape, consent, corruptions in the society in my opinion. i cannot believe people read those verses and the only thing they say is "see, it is because they were homosexuals". bro, what's the logic? why aren't they that sensitive when it comes to consent, rape, murder?

i think i kinda made my perspective clear. Islam is all about justice and peace. Allah is merciful and fair. so apparently me kissing a woman is more problematic than killing a woman for so-called religious men, but it's indeed very related to mansplaining, patriarchy and heteronormativity. that's why i suggest you to read more about islamic feminism. and lastly, all the muslim queer women in my asks box, why don't you message me, i thought we could be friends :(

edit: i realized i didn't talk about your question on marriage. i don't have knowledge about it though. personally, i think i'm not someone who values marriage and/or sex that much so it's maybe better to not talk much. but i know queer muslim women who think it is okay to have sex regardless of gender if there is mutual consent. i also know someone who thinks it is okay if you have sex only with one person which is your partner. since same sex marriage is still not legal in many countries, it is a tough topic. but there are proud married queer muslim couples in countries where same sex marriage is legal, maybe we should ask them

[lifewaster-imdanger98]

TO ALL FEMALES, Please take your time to read this.

If you have been struggling with mental health issues of any kind for an extended period of time now, there's something you will probably need to know.

There will come a time when a very special person walks into your life. Maybe it's even someone you already know very well. Either way, at some point they will fall deeply in love with you, maybe this has already happened.

You will quickly realize that they are very intend on helping you. And on leading you. It is absolutely crucial that you accept this, that you follow their lead and that you're always honest with them. Because if their feelings towards you are indeed genuine and their wish to lead is too, then it is most like that they know very well what they are doing. Because they probably went through very similar struggles and have already done the work necessary to know how to deal with it.

I know, trusting someone else is very hard when we're talking about handling and dealing with one's own emotions.

It is scary to reveal one's bare and fragile soul to others.

Its scary because of how vulnerable it makes you towards this person.

But if they are genuine towards you with their intentions, and I'm sure you'll realize immediately who this person is, then there's nothing to fear for you.

They will try and fix you. And though it will certainly take some time, eventually they will succeed. One step after another.

Of course this won't be easy. There will be tears, there will be suffering, there will be fighting and there will probably even be blood. But it'll all pay off in the end.

Here comes the part that's actually important though. While said inidivudal may at first try to hide it, and while they even may be very successful at doing so, fixing you will take a massive toll on their mental wellbeing and their soul. It will literally drain them bit by bit. So when the day eventually comes where they are no longer able to hide it and all the surpressed rage, anger, frustration, sadness and pain spills forward in a torrent of raw emotions, you will have to be there for them. Do not judge them, even if they say or do things that hurt you. Do not condemn them for for the things they may say or do. Do not change your opinion about them as a person for slipping a single time. And most importantly, do not leave them for "pulling you down" or "being a burden on you" when they've sacrificed literally everything they had. Just for you. Because they genuinely love you.

Doing otherwise will eventually destroy them. It will change them. Their heart will turn cold, and they'll lose their trust in other people.

Because there's no greater betrayal than sacrificing everything for the one you love, only to then realize that they apparently never truly loved you back in the first place.

I know this because this story talks about me.

It is inspired by me.

Inspired by the fact that I gave everything I had, but received nothing in return.

Now my heart is cold, and trust is a luxury I am no longer willing to afford.

Please don't turn others into me.

[reasonablywittyatbest]

The second episode is was less like having needles shoved into the important parts of my brain, but only fucking marginally. They spend ten minutes of thier 53 minutes on something COMPLETELY unrelated, then they have our trio sitting in a perfectly safe room having a conversation, then you have our trio walking through a perfectly safe city.

What drives me EXRTA insane about it, is they literally reference it, they literally talk about 'oh i thought we'd be swarmed by infected out here' 'oh that's just a rumor' they are little using useless boring exposition to explain away why they are just walking safely through the city. The scream of an infected echoing through the city is a fantastic metaphor for danger and our protagonists, it exists apparently but far away and inconsequential.

I don't want to talk about the conversation in the hallway 'is it hard to kill them knowing they were once people' 'sometimes' who the fuck is this wilting flower, where the fuck is Joel, Jesus fucking christ.

Then we see some infected in the distance, far away and safe.

Then we get to the museum, and this, this drives me very specifically insane. They walk in and they say 'oh good this building is dead now it's not active, we should have come this way first' but why, how does that serve the narrative, why did they make that choice? Sure they find the 'mutilated' body and are like oh no! It might still be dangerous!

During the museum in the game, this is your only way through, and its fucking dangerous, you are sneaking, and killing infected, and then shit goes to shit, the tension is delightful, and its brutal.

The show they just sort of walk through quietly, and then run into a few clickers. The clickers look good, I wasn't disappointed. But then there's a fight/sneak scene that was not particularly well choreographed and left no lasting impression. They come out the other side, and we come to the scene where they have tk walk across a board to a different building.

And i think this is a great little example of one of the biggest issues. Ellie is like 'that was scary, this is wood' both her and Joel stroll across no issue. In the game when Ellie and even Joel cross there is still a sense of peril! Ellie as to balance! By removing that you remove all tension, all risk, all danger. And that' is what they did this entire episode, remove any tension, any risk, they walk through the city safely, there's no military after them, no infected after them, they building they have to sneak through is inactive, at no point in this or the last episode are Joel and Tess really at risk of being infected, they never wear gas masks, it's not until the plot absolutely demands infected show up that they deign to lower themselves to include them in their dower walking around story.

And then we have the ending, and i was not in any way exaggerating when i said it left me shaking with rage, tears in my eyes furious, disgusted, I felt fucking unwell.

First off, they did Tess so fucking dirty, an incompetent blundering fool till the end. But more than they, more than that, they decided, they made the conscious choice and decision to focus on this weird fucking rape-y scene instead of anything else. How did Joel and Ellie escape the building? Did they have to work together? Was there any peril at all? We don't know because someone wanted to jerk off to what the fuck ever they did to Tess. It was a disgusting vile decision that I think betrays the writers of this show, who claim they want to focus on Joel and Ellie and their relationship, because when it came down to it they missed the perfect opportunity to show them working escaping and working together on their own without Tess who they just left to die, but, no, no instead they chose to focus on THAT. And I ask again, what purpose does it serve, how does it move forward the narrative, what does it tell us aboht this world, this story these characters. And the answer is fucking nothing, but by God it does tell us a lot about the people telling the story.

Genuinely some of the worst television I have ever seen.

So, I finally caved and watched the first two episodes of the tlou. And, guys, this is isn't just a bad adaptation of the game, this is just bad television. It's not good, it's a steaming pile of shit with a thin veneer of HBO budget glitter. Why is everyone creaming themselves over this show? It's bad. It's offensively bad. The ending of the second episode made me so furious I was shaking, tears in my eyes, taste my own blood rage. Holy fuck, every single writing choice they have made is bad, it's just bad writing, bad acting, bad show.

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Weird tutoring dynamics.

└ Pairing. Rindou Haitani (Ft. Ran Haitani).

└ Summary. Reader is Rindou’s classmate and is tutoring him for the classes he is failing but ends up having a sibling relationship with him.

└ Word count. 2.8K

└ Warnings. Fem!reader, none.

└ Note: This is long… Oh well.

Request.

To say Rindou is frustrated is an understatement. He is at the verge of beating the first stranger that crosses paths with him to relieve some pent up rage.

The way he’s failing chemistry is almost laughable. Every damn quiz they were giving him, he somehow found the way to fail them, and he couldn't even pinpoint what was his issue.

Yes, he is a gang member but he can’t be some dumb dog if he wants to get on his brother level, nor can he be in high ranks if he’s on a low brawler level.

That’s why he decides to ask for help, the problem being in the fact that everybody stutters so damn much in his presence, leaving him more confused with the subject at hand.

That’s when you catch his eye. He knows you have some good ass grades but you never participate in class so it slipped out of his mind.

When he approaches you he is praying to the heavens that you’re not like the others because good lord he is gonna fail the entire year if he doesn’t find a good tutor.

“Can I talk to you?” He bluntly says when you’re talking with your friends. Everybody freezes on the spot while you smile politely at him.

“Yes, of course. Let me get my stuff real quick.” You say and he nods. He is impressed at the answer but doesn’t say anything.

After you take your belongings you start to walk behind him, no trembling, no nothing. You were walking like you own the world and he was more than appreciating that.

“What do you need to talk about with me? Are we in a project together?” You ask him when both of you sit down at the cafeteria. He shakes his head and walks to the counter, leaving you on the table. When he comes back he puts a cup of coffee in front of you, and sits by your side. “Thank you very much, Rindou Haitani.”

“Just Rindou is okay.” He nods. “I want you to tutor me.”

“Me? But I’m not even on the top 3 of—,”

“You’re not on the top because you keep refusing to participate in classes, in debates, in activities at all.” You nod and chuckle. “I got someone to show me your grades and I want you to tutor me. You can tell me a price per hour.”

“No need to pay, are you crazy?” You laugh and he frowns confused. “I just have two conditions.”

“Let’s see what they are…” He mumbles while helping you open the sugar jar for your coffee.

“One, to feed me. On days I have to tutor you we'll be going all out till you know the subject by heart so I’ll spend my meal times with you. It will be your responsibility to feed me.” You say and he is looking at your cup of coffee with a small smile. You’re talking with a small smile, focusing on your coffee and he can’t help but to compare your behavior to the one the people on the top had with him.

“And the second one?”

“To take me home, I’m sorry but I’m not gonna walk from wherever you live to my house alone, have you walked alone at night in Roppongi? It’s scary, the gangs out there can be scary.” He chuckles.

“There’s no “gangs” out there, just mine.” You raise your eyebrows.

“Oh, so it’s just one?” He nods. “Okay, but it doesn't make it less scary.”

“It doesn’t. I’ll take you home on the days you tutor me.” He murmurs, and you nod. “I’ll feed you too, of course.”

“I like this, we’ll start today.” You tell him.

“Then let’s get going.” He stands up and takes your backpack.

“B-But the coffee.” You point, he shakes his head, helping you stand up.

“Take the cup, they’re not going to say anything.”

“Because you’re in a gang?” You mock softly and he laughs.

“Because I am in a gang.” He confirms.

And so you go on your way, to your house first to take a change of clothes and then to his house. On the way there you find out that he doesn’t live that far away from you.

“Oh, it would be easy for you to walk me home.” You note and he nods, your backpack still on his shoulder.

“Yeah, either way I’ll make sure my men know not to bother you when you are walking, in case one day you’re walking to the store or something.” He says, opening his front door.

“Thank you, Rindou Haitani.” He chuckles.

“I told you, Rindou is okay.”

“Sorry~” You chant.

His house is clean, everything on the spot and a lot of black, gray and white on decorations, a typical single man apartment.

“So pretty.” You say.

“I live with my brother, he was the one to decorate it like this.” He tells you. “Want more coffee? I see that you like it a lot.”

“Oh my God, yes please, with milk if you have.” He nods and after throwing his and your backpack on his room he signals you to get inside.

“You can change clothes here while I make your coffee,” You nod and close the door behind you.

Trusting him because of the way he has been treating you the whole day, you don’t even lock the door and just start changing into more comfy clothes than the short school skirt, ending up with a short gray sweatpants and a big white shirt. You open the door to let the man know you’re ready.

“I’ll be there in a second, you’re in your house.” He tells you and you laugh.

You start preparing your stuff, putting your notes on top of his desk with some other stuff you need. You put your phone to charge and as bold as you always are, you sit on the bed to wait for him.

When he enters the room he hums and sits on the chair on his desk with your coffee and the sugar jar.

“How many spoons of sugar?”

“Three.”

“Three?!?!”

“Yes please.”

“You got it.”

After giving you your coffee and changing into some more comfy clothes, he sits back on the chair and you get to business. You start by asking him about concepts and when he doesn’t get them right you just give him a metaphor so he could understand it better, then you ask him again till he gets it right.

“We are going to take a break.” You announce after an hour. “Every hour we’ll take a small break so we don’t get overwhelmed.”

“Good, let’s go.” He says standing up and getting out of the room.

You follow him to the kitchen and sit on a chair in front of the counter. He starts taking all kinds of seasonings and more things.

“Rindou?”

“I have to feed you.” He says, distracted with something on the fridge. “Let’s hope for big bro to bring some—,”

“I’m home!” You look over your shoulder to a tall and lanky man with two braids and a tired look. He looks at you and raise an eyebrow. “You finally learned how to talk to people, brother?”

“Shut up. This is my tutor.” The younger one says. “She’s… different, very different.”

“Oh?” The older one says with a smile, he gets closer and looks at you. He offers his hand to shake. “Hello, pretty girl, name’s Ran. I’m the oldest and the person responsible for him.”

“Hi, I’m Y/N. I’m, too, older than him and the person academically responsible for him.” You give him a closed eyes smile.

“No stuttering? Damn that’s new.” He laughs, shaking hands with you. “I’ll go change and eat with y’all.”

Normally, Rindou would whine about having to make such big portions because while Ran is lanky as hell, he sure as hell can eat, but this time he doesn’t say anything, too focused on how naturally you said you are responsible of him too, does that mean that he hasn’t make a mistake? He hasn’t made you uncomfortable? He chuckles.

“Your brother seems nice.” You say.

“He is, when he is not breaking limbs.” He says distracted and freezes. Right, too much damn information Rindou Haitani.

“Do you break people’s limbs too?” You ask, no fear in your voice.

“Yes, alongside him.” He answers and looks at you. You’re nodding absently.

“That means that we are not gonna get robbed when you walk me home.” You softly murmur and he has to put the pan down to laugh. He shakes and feels tears in his eyes from laughing so much.

“What’s so funny?” Ran says coming from his room. He sits by your side and you don’t seem to mind.

“I just told her we break people’s bones and she told me that means we are not gonna get robbed when I walk her home.” Rindou explains and just like him, his brother burst into laughter. You are just smiling.

“Is that what worries you?” Ran asks you and you nod.

“Of course, I can’t afford to lose my backpack, I saved for months to buy all my stationary supplies.” They laugh again.

“You sure are different.” Ran hums.

When Rindou is done he takes both of your plates while you take the cups with the juice Ran brought. The latter, not wanting to be left out, follows both of you to his brother's room. In there, you and him sit on the floor while the owner of the room sits on his desk.

They couldn’t stop looking at each other in the comfortable silence that was in the room. You were eating and doing a little dance at the same time, paying them no mind.

“When I told you my conditions, I was thinking about buying me fast food and stuff like that, but this is so much better. I like your cooking.” You chant happily. Rindou can’t help but to smile.

“My pleasure.” He nods.

“You just wait, pretty girl, next time I’ll show you my cooking.” Ran murmurs, wanting to be praised like his brother too. You nod smiling.

“Yes, yes, if it’s about food, call me any time.” He chuckles.

And they did.

After the meal, you start explaining your student again, with Ran sprawled out on the bed behind you. By the time you’re done and he walks you home, Rindou masters at least ten subjects from the following weeks.

The next day, he sits by your side in silence and you rest your cheek on his arm as a salute, making everybody gasp in surprise.

“I guess they thought I kidnapped you yesterday.” Rindou whispers and you chuckle.

“Well what a good kidnapper, letting me come to school and everything.” Both of you laugh.

“Everybody sit down, I’m giving y’all a quiz to see if y’all are studying for the midterms.” The professor enters the classroom. Everybody groans while Rindou tensed up under your cheek.

“Breath, take your time. Do the easy one first and use the rest of the time to calmly think about the hard ones, yeah?” You tell him in a whisper, he nods twice.

He does just as you tell him and before he can even comprehend what he did he had the whole page full. He looks at you and yours is full too, you look at him and he understands that you’re just waiting for him.

After giving the page to the professor y’all sit again and you rest your cheek on his arm again, but this time he moves so your face is comfortable.

While waiting for everybody to finish with their quiz and for the professor to grade everything, Rindou watches you write down on your agenda all the new subjects y’all need to learn, the stationary you need to buy and personal stuff like buying pads.

He is nervous when the professor starts calling people to show them their grade and after that they’re free to go since that was the last class of the day. When his name is called he swears his hands are sweating and when he sees the maximum grade on big red letters he almost screams. He walks out of the classroom and straight to where you are and hugs you, laughing. You chuckle and slide your hands around his waist, hearing gasps of everybody again.

“Good?” You murmur.

“Yes, fuck yes, we did it.” He sways you from side to side softly.

“You did it, Rindou. I told you it was easy, all you needed to do was learn how to not get overwhelmed while studying and taking exams.” He nods repeatedly.

After that, since he drove to school today, both of you go to the parking lot and he hops on his bike, motioning you to do the same behind him. You frown when he takes you to a stationary shop, you look at him.

“You wrote down that you need some stuff earlier.” He explains, already opening the door for you.

“Yes, but I don’t have the money yet. Since it’s just a hobby my parents don’t pay for anything outside of the school list of supplies.” You explain, tugging his arm softly to get back.

“That’s why I’m here, little one. I’ll pay for it.” You look at him deadpan. “That’s gonna be my condition on our arrangement. We study, I feed you, but I also buy stuff you need for you, okay?”

“Can I cook on some days? Also, let Ran cook too. I don’t want you doing everything.” You whisper and he chuckles.

“It’s okay, I don’t mind, but yeah I’ll let him and you cook, that way I can taste your food like you did mine.” You chuckle, interlocking your arm with his and resting your head on it.

“Thank you, Rin.”

“Oh, no more my whole name, I like that.” He murmurs. “But I should be the one saying thank you.”

“Why?”

“For taking the time to tutor me, not backing up when I get frustrated on some concepts, not showing me a single bad face or trace of fear.” He murmurs and you smile. “It really makes the difference.”

After he pays for everything you got he does the same thing as the day before, taking you to your house so you can grab a change of clothes and then to his house. This time, you find Ran waiting for the both of you while watching something on the TV.

“Hi Ran! He did it! He got the maximum grade!” You tell the older man as soon as he sits down to receive you, happily jumping, you are so proud of your student and they can see it. He chuckles and stands up to walk to you and hug you briefly.

“Hello pretty girl, that is some good news. You’re the best.” He murmurs and you giggle happily.

“You know the house already.” Rindou says putting a hand on your small back, you nod.

He goes straight to the kitchen to prepare your coffee while you go to his room to change clothes. His brother follows him.

“I like her.” His brother says with a small smile. “She’s really refreshing compared to what we see every day.”

“I know, I like her too. She doesn’t participate in anything at school so for a long time I didn’t quite think about asking her for help.” Rindou explains. “Wish I would’ve done it sooner. Would’ve saved all the awkwardness with all those top students that were too afraid to even say the name of the subject.”

“Tell me about it, and don’t even let me start on the girls flirting… with the both of us. That’s gross.” Ran rolls his eyes.

You enter the kitchen and sit besides Ran, as the bold girl Rindou has come to learn you are since yesterday and this morning, you rest your head on Ran’s arm and he smiles.

“Do you have a boyfriend, pretty girl?” You shake your head.

“I’m boring because I spend a lot of time studying and I don’t indulge in these relationship things such as doing jealous scenes and stuff.” You explain to them. “My ex told me he felt like I didn’t like him at all because I never argued with him?”

“That’s stupid.” They say at the same time and you nod.

“Good, then, for your information, all the new possible boyfriends, or girlfriends, that you meet, need to be approved by us.” Ran informs you and you laugh. “Can’t have our little sis getting her heart broken by a scumbag.”

“Can I ask what would happen if you don’t approve them?” You ask.

“We’ll break their arm.” Rindou shrugs.

“Oh.” You say. “After that, can you buy me coffee?”

Like the day before, they end up with tears in their eyes from how little attention you put onto the violence they bring to this world.

“Yes, little one. I’ll buy you coffee.”

“And I’ll take you to eat, pretty girl.” Ran sings.

“Oh, I like my new brothers.” You smile.

And they too, they like you too.

🏷: @saturnmitsuya @milliumizoomi @dai-tsukki-desu @haitanigigi @yunho-leeknow @melaninnntae @keimisan @welkinmoongrab @plutosexc @ccxiia @manjiroarchiviste @aasouthteranoswife @crushsoli @gwynsapphire

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EXO Mafia Yandere Poly Au Reaction

Pairing:- OT9 x fem reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff (at end)

AU!: Mafia, Yandere

Warning: mentions of swearing, curse words, killing

Requested: Yes

A/N: I am so sorry for the huge delay 😭😭 I hope you will like it and also.. I did some research for the type of Yandere. Please forgive me for any error.. I hope you enjoy it! A small reminder this is just my portrayal of them for fiction purpose..

Also since Chen is married I haven't mentioned his name.

Tagging: @finding-galaxys @changshapatrol @bbhmystar @atiny-exol

It's been two months. Two freaken months, since this has began. The cold shoulders and responses at first you can get their small smiles, eye smiles which held so much of warmth but now it's nothing! It feels as if it's just you living on this mansion all alone with a bunch servants who are your only family. Who have been the only ones taking care of you no matter who much work they have.

It was too much for you to handle, you had planned to talk to them but how and when yet you knew it was necessary not only for you but for the little angel who was about to come in a few months. By some miracle you were getting your answers the very next day.

The next day you woke up with slight headache due to the amount of tears shed, slightly brushing your teeth and then gargling with lukewarm water you came out of the room only to be hit with a totally rich aroma of food and fragrance of roses along with soft music playing in the background. You really thought that you had died because for the past almost two months the house was eerily quiet and such sudden noise was rather quite scary frankly to be said, it was a gentle tap and your name being called did you turn to see Kyungsoo and Suho standing with soft smiles plastered on their faces.

As you saw them, the first reaction was to go and hug them tightly but as you were so upset for the this all time, you coldly greeted them before going to the kitchen. Both Kyungsoo and Suho exchanged a glance before following you thinking that it maybe because of the hormones.

Kyungsoo: Hey, babe. Both me and hyung prepared this food for you and don’t worry, i had spoken to the doctor as well as the pediatrician, so its completely safe for you to eat.

Y/N (coldly): Thank you but i can’t anything for now except for a slice or two of bread as i feel nauseous and might vomit but maybe later on i might try to eat. You have food, i will leave.

Xiumin who just came back with Chanyeol after buying some milkshakes, fresh fruit juices, fruits and medicines for you were all stunned when they heard this conversation exchange and the way you left with a small plate carrying two slices without greeting them. Chanyeol aggressively rubbed his temples before plopping on the ouch loudly with the others.

Chanyeol: What just happened? Is it because of her raging horm-

Xiumin: Its more than that. There is something which is bothering her and especially due to lack of our presence both in staying here and having a decent conversation, might be adding fuel to her frustration.

The others nodded to his response and that’s when Ms Dia the head house in charge entered the living room. She saw the gentlemen sitting, greeted them, asked them about their work and was about to leave before Suho stopped her.

Suho: Dia aunty, what has happened to Y/N? Is everything okay? is the baby troubling her or something?

Ms Dia: Son, the baby developing may at times troubles every mother, its only when  it creates serious issues for the mother, we have to look in. Anyways, Its more than the changes of hormones and baby troubling. The problem is you all.

Them: US???????

Ms Dia slightly nodded before speaking: Yes, you all. Do you guys realize how long its been since you had a proper food at the dining with Y/N or having a  conversation with her asking about how is she feeling, maybe spending like 2 mins out of your busy schedule. Nothing, did you do. As much as rude i am being sounding but that’s not how things work especially if you have a woman whose carrying your own child in question. As much as it sounds a sweet and happy stuff which it really is but it becomes really exhaustive for the mother in question. Its not just about her mood change, or food cravings its more than the bullshit seen in the movies and tv shows. My only suggestion would be that give her 10 mins and then talk to her but please let her do the whole monotone as only then you would understand.

The all four nodded and thanked her before planning something for you.

Chanyeol: I am getting angry and i might go and punch someone. 

Kyungsoo: Yah! as much as i wanna hate to admit but god damn it, its our own fault. 

Suho: I know a way.

After an hour, these four knocked at your room’s door and you didn’t had the option to say no because you too wanted your answers,Therefore, you called them in while trying to busing yourself in the novel in your hand. 

Xiumin: Hey princess!! I missed you so much! I missed your hugs especially being your Minnie.

You had a small smile appearing but you quickly let it down and hmmed at his response.

Suho: Are you still angry with us? Say something.

What does he mean by still? and this furthered angered you. Not so gently you placed the book on the bed before coldly glaring at them.

Y/N: What do you guys want now? If its for food. I told you I will have it when I feel be-

Suho: Even you know this not the conversation we all our looking forward to.

Y/N: Then, I don’t know what do you wanna know then? I am alive and so is the baby and thats all what its matters in this household right?

Chanyeol: Oh come on Y-

Kyungsoo (cut off Chanyeol’s sentence): Its a priority baby along with your health and happ-

Y/N: If you all mattered my happiness then, this wouldn’t have happened. I get that working as a mafia is a serious profession with responsibilities and duties on another level but what did I ask you guys in whole these months even in my pregnancy? Nothing!! I didn’t expected anything because I knew what was happening. Even my health got deteriorated, sleep got affected I didn’t say anything because I knew you had too much on plate. You all were physically and emotionally more drained. The only thing I asked was if we could spend like 5 mins together out of the 24 hours. Was it too much? If then 10 seconds or probably 5 seconds were enough for me. What did i get in return nothing except for cold shoulders, cold responses, not a single look given at me felt loved or warmth. Thats why i separated myself but I couldn’t do well but thankfully I had Dia aunty or else i would have di-

Kyungsoo: Don’t you dare to complete that shit babe. You know well how bad and crazy we can go even if someone tries to even think about you at the first place.

Y/N: But this didn’t help me at all. I would just ask one thing from you, take your time before answering me. Do you want.. no wait, Do you want both me and the baby?

This sentence was powerful enough for them to feel that the land below their feet has had gone before long, bringing tears to their eyes and making them cry.

All of them: We are so sorry Y/N. Please... We didn’t meant to do what has happened. I-If you w-want you c-could leave us because we don’t deserve you. Just remember that if you leave us none of us would be alive. We are sorry and w-we l-love you.

Okay, now you are too are crying and is being emotional. 

Y/N: I-I am sor-

Xiumin: You don’t need to apologize baby. Maybe, at least through this we all kept our feelings on the table and this strengthened our bond right?

Xiumin gently rubbed your back before kissing your forehead.

Chanyeol: Hey, lets eat food now.

You then heard an ear deafening scream, turning all the heads towards the source. 

Baekhyun: I am sorry but I just a lizard on that stupid wall! I will ask someone to sh-

Lay: Idiot, you can’t say this in front of someone who is pregnant.

Baekhyun: But our child will carry o- Okay, I am sorry.

Lay looked at you with a soft smile before kissing your nose and the womb: Hey, my two beautiful angels. I am extremely sorry for the emotional trouble you too had to carry but here i am with a small surprise just for you. Can you guess for us angel?

You nodded but couldn’t come up with anything. Your cute confused look made all of them giggle.

Baekhyun: The surprise is that we all our going for a month’s vacation to your favourite beach. We are leaving tomorrow morning which is exactly like 12-14 hours from now but don’t worry. The closet and wardrobe would be there. Only your essentials would be kept.

You squealed in happiness and was about to jump before Lay stopped you.

Lay : Princess, you have to be careful especially this floor isn’t meant for jumping. Also, Kai and Sehun would directly join at the resort after completing the tasks.

You couldn’t be more happier, maybe it does require some efforts and confrontation but the results are worth off. Here, you were happy by looking at the new affection side after your pregnancy reveal but at the same time you have unlocked their new side of clingy behavior type. Good luck with that!!

You may ask why the other two boys are joining directly at the resort because they have to kill all the people who posed a threat to you and especially that bodyguard of yours who kept you company while they were busy. Damn, it was such a frustrating for not to shoot him right then and there but the things you do in love. Especially for the person whom you love crazily!

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you - netflix sentence starters

more to be added. from season 1, season 2 and season 3.

❝ do you mind? uh, i’m in a hurry. ❞ ❝ my parents were assholes with the whole naming thing. ❞ ❝ you like a little attention. okay, i’ll bite. ❞ ❝ can we get real for a second? you have questionable taste in friends. ❞ ❝ is there more to you? ❞ ❝ you feel like you’re a piece of shit so you’re trying to be a hero. ❞ ❝ it was my mistake to trust in fate. ❞ ❝ i think i’m done being mad at you now. ❞ ❝ the things you do for love, right? ❞ ❝ do me a favor. focus on your own shit, okay? ❞ ❝ there are scary people in the world. ❞ ❝ i should’ve seen the signs. but we never do when we’re in love. ❞ ❝ aren’t you gonna tell me to have a nice day? ❞ ❝ you look like somebody just pissed all over your rainbow. ❞ ❝ sure you can’t come out with us? ❞ ❝ you were sleeping so deep, i didn’t want to disturb you. ❞ ❝ what are you gonna do about it? hmm? ❞ ❝ if someone sees me, if someone sees the real me, they’ll go away. ❞ ❝ sit down, and let me take care of you. ❞ ❝ this whole ‘nice guy’ act might work on other people. ❞ ❝ if the zombies come, there is where i’m hiding. ❞ ❝ you’re the smartest girl i know. ❞ ❝ i wish i knew what you’re thinking. ❞ ❝ i need to know that i can trust you. ❞ ❝ i do think i’d be happier if i was stupider. ❞ ❝ i figured you had some kind of night. ❞ ❝ it feels like i’m dreaming. ❞ ❝ ruining my life is not gonna save your life from demons. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry about earlier. i didn’t mean to get so upset. ❞ ❝ i could just be me, yet that somehow never feels quite good enough. ❞ ❝ make yourself at home. everyone here is friendly. ❞ ❝ i’ve read people wrong in the past. ❞ ❝ i felt this rage inside of me. like an animal made of teeth and fire. ❞ ❝ love is real, and i have more to give. ❞ ❝ what we went through...this shit stays. ❞ ❝ you know better, but you can’t stop. ❞ ❝ okay. it’s freezing out here. ❞ ❝ you would never hurt anyone. and that’s the truth. ❞ ❝ why do you look like someone hit with you on the head with a rock and threw you in the trunk of their car? ❞ ❝ tonight was just a setback. everyone has setbacks. ❞ ❝ unremarkable people don’t worry about being unremarkable. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to be disturbed. all right? ❞ ❝ am i just clenching my eyes shut against some truth i don’t want to face? ❞ ❝ it’s the old story: just thinking you’re right for someone, and you’re not. ❞ ❝ if you could only watch one movie for the rest of your life, what would it be? ❞ ❝ let’s talk about something first, though. ❞ ❝ it is nice to be seen. ❞ ❝ you know, there’s so much more inside of you. ❞ ❝ file that away under ‘future problems’. ❞ ❝ there’s something wrong with you. i see it in your eyes. ❞ ❝ maybe a simple life isn’t so bad. maybe it’s what you need. ❞ ❝ these books are more alive, more worthy than most people i know. ❞ ❝ you need to get out of your head. ❞ ❝ i don’t want you to think of me like that. ❞ ❝ love is patient and kind. and so am i. ❞ ❝ i’m just saying...are you being your most amazing self right now? ❞ ❝ how exactly does one get rid of a body? ❞ ❝ that doesn’t make up for the damage you’ve done. ❞ ❝ sometimes, to survive, you have to show some teeth. ❞ ❝ i don’t think i have a lot in common with your friends. ❞ ❝ you really have nothing to be nervous about. ❞ ❝ let me out of here. i won’t say anything to anyone. ❞ ❝ whoever you are, you’re not a killer. ❞ ❝ i would beat this guy bloody for the way he talks about you. ❞ ❝ i told you, i don’t know who you are. ❞ ❝ what did i say? i told you not to come down here! ❞ ❝ i wish i had your confidence. ❞ ❝ was that pity? disgust? empathy? ❞ ❝ you know, i stole this dress to fit in. which is pathetic. ❞ ❝ why did you bring me here? ❞ ❝ if you want to kill me, what the hell are you waiting for? ❞ ❝ starting to think i’m some kind of magnet for dudes with serious issues. ❞ ❝ this isn’t your fault. dumb shit like this happens all the time. ❞ ❝ wow. you’re super in shape for an old guy. ❞ ❝ just let me know you’re okay, okay? ❞ ❝ what are you afraid of? ❞ ❝ let’s be clear, though, this is not a thank-you. ❞ ❝ if you see this place as a prison, that’s all you’re going to be, a prisoner. ❞ ❝ you’re a sweetheart. your family’s just a little...you know. ❞ ❝ well, everyone needs someone. ❞ ❝ i’m...falling in love with you. ❞ ❝ what did you love that makes you chase love so much? ❞ ❝ you can’t get away from yourself, moving one place to another. ❞ ❝ you seem like you’re doing a little better. ❞ ❝ you don’t think i’m a monster? ❞ ❝ i think only an idiot tries what you just pulled. ❞ ❝ well, consider me disturbed. ❞ ❝ if you call me ‘babe’ again, i’m gonna stick you in the oven. ❞ ❝ i don’t know, i’m afraid this won’t work. ❞ ❝ now that’s a sign, right? you’re jealous. ❞ ❝ can’t things just be simple for once? ❞ ❝ i’m not the vindictive type ❞ ❝ i know you’re making this up to impress me. ❞ ❝ i know there is a good heart in there somewhere. ❞ ❝ ride with me. it’s the least i can do. ❞ ❝ you paint me up to be this monster. ❞ ❝ why would you do that? why? ❞ ❝ the more i see of you, the harder it is to see you clearly. ❞ ❝ within minutes, i knew...i’m in a strange land. ❞ ❝ you okay? are you all right? can you stand up? ❞ ❝ sorry. i just...i lost my place. ❞ ❝ just something happier, for a change, might be nice. ❞ ❝ some people are assholes, and you just have to realize that. ❞ ❝ there’s nothing that we can’t fix, okay? ❞ ❝ that’s not how the world works. ❞ ❝ i’m happy to share all my secrets. ❞ ❝ what can i say? we all have baggage. ❞ ❝ i’m going to help you get the life you deserve. ❞ ❝ i’m not always like this. ❞ ❝ it’s not easy. it’s hard. sometimes it makes me sick. ❞ ❝ you must run and hide, for the hunter seeks. ❞ ❝ what if you just stayed the night? just in case anything happens. ❞ ❝ how do you see things so clearly? things i can’t even see for myself? ❞ ❝ fathers are the worst. it’s like their job is to mess us up. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry. i know the truth hurts, but i have to set you free. ❞ ❝ what am i supposed to do, root for your failure? ❞ ❝ if you don’t believe in me, just say so. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry it had to come to this. ❞ ❝ i should’ve trusted my gut. i should’ve known it was too good to be true. ❞ ❝ i should kill you. i should kill you right fucking now. ❞ ❝ you made me feel like you really saw me. ❞ ❝ i barely recognise myself anymore. ❞ ❝ i don’t give a shit! you threw me under the bus! ❞ ❝ you don’t owe me anything, okay? ❞ ❝ look, i’m a good person. or, maybe i’m not, but i’m trying. ❞ ❝ i’m just trying to figure out how to focus when all i want is you. ❞ ❝ if this is the fruit of your imagination, there’s no telling what horrors you’re capable of. ❞ ❝ i’m running. i’m a runner now. ❞ ❝ if you have any self-respect, you’ll come in here, and we’ll speak like adults. ❞ ❝ oh, i wish i was a killer. this’d be much less complicated. ❞ ❝ you know who my father is? ❞ ❝ please don’t put me in the middle of this. ❞ ❝ hard not to stare, right? ❞ ❝ i think you love it! the power, you love it! ❞ ❝ there’s not a line in the world i wouldn’t cross for you. ❞ ❝ i owe you an apology. you were right. ❞ ❝ you didn’t exactly rush to my defense. ❞ ❝ it’s okay if things are hard sometimes. ❞ ❝ i’m not bothering you, just checking in. ❞ ❝ how’d you know i write poetry? ❞ ❝ i can’t stand seeing this. i’m sorry. i just can’t. ❞ ❝ i just need to know who you really are. ❞ ❝ i thought we said we weren’t gonna do that anymore. ❞ ❝ you know i’d do anything for you. don’t forget that. ❞ ❝ you are burning through that book, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ you can still be a good person, and have a really good life. ❞ ❝ why is coming home such a chore for you? ❞ ❝ i’ve been learning a lot since i met you. ❞ ❝ you don’t even know what to say, do you? ❞ ❝ why don't we spend the day together tomorrow? just you and me? ❞ ❝ candidly, it’s the least appealing thing about you. ❞ ❝ hmm, you're not the standard insecure nymph. ❞ ❝ honestly, you blow me away. ❞ ❝ you really are capable of keeping a secret. ❞ ❝ whatever this is, it’s not too late to stop it. ❞ ❝ go on. listen to your gut. ❞ ❝ who the hell are you to tell me that i have daddy issues? ❞ ❝ find that brilliant badass inside of you, and believe in her. ❞ ❝ i believe in love at first sight. i had it with you. ❞ ❝ you can always count on me. ❞ ❝ you’re not trying to be anything than what you are. you’re just you. there’s not an ounce of falseness in you. ❞ ❝ i like who i am with you. ❞ ❝ good morning. this is my favourite time of day. ❞ ❝ you were just trying to help me see that i’m full of shit. and you were sweet. ❞ ❝ you drool in your sleep. so cute. ❞ ❝ sorry i didn’t call. is it okay if i come in? ❞ ❝ i keep waiting for you to be you again. ❞ ❝ just go. leave me alone. i’m serious. ❞ ❝ this right here, is the most important place in the world to me. ❞ ❝ i don’t know what i would’ve done without you. ❞ ❝ people. they’re easy to fool. ❞ ❝ if i didn’t know better, i’d think you were hiding something. ❞ ❝ i will do anything for my friends. and do i hide behind them? yeah. ❞ ❝ look, i apologise if i crossed the line. ❞ ❝ maybe i’m just a fool in love, but i’m right about you. ❞ ❝ i’m not always right. i’m human. i make mistakes. ❞ ❝ maybe if you’re not too busy, we could get a drink sometime? ❞ ❝ no, please. you don’t have to give me anything. ❞ ❝ at the end of the day, people really are disappointing, aren't they? ❞ ❝ you sound apologetic, like you're embarrassed to be good. ❞ ❝ you want to be seen, heard, known. ❞ ❝ was all this for nothing? ❞ ❝ if there is ever, for a moment, a tiny voice in your head, and that tiny voice is telling you ‘i deserve better’, listen to them. that’s your partner. ❞ ❝ okay, whatever. i’m done. ❞ ❝ what the hell are you looking at? ❞ ❝ you know what? stop. you’ve no idea what you’re talking about. ❞ ❝ okay. it’s freezing out here. ❞ ❝ people do not owe us a guarantee that they will never change. ❞ ❝ i would absolutely kill for you. ❞ ❝ believe me, i’m the king of unresolved family issues. ❞ ❝ that’s what you do. lie, so your life looks better. ❞ ❝ you’re so your mother. only less subtle. ❞ ❝ okay, so i hate to admit, but you were right. ❞ ❝ i guess i was hoping i could make the world a better place. ❞ ❝ you fall for the wrong men. you let them in. you let them hurt you. ❞ ❝ you are too busy living out moments you won’t remember five years from now. ❞ ❝ what you really need is someone to save you. ❞ ❝ your father was inconsistent, and you’re still healing from that. ❞ ❝ what’s going on? what’re you doing out here? ❞ ❝ what happened? did they hurt you? ❞ ❝ you don’t get all that goodness and possibility with zero risk. ❞ ❝ sometimes i wonder if i understand love at all. ❞ ❝ the first step to fixing something is to know no matter how destroyed it seems, it can always be saved. ❞ ❝ this place is...musty. ❞ ❝ there’s a monster inside every person, all too easy to feed. if you make it strong, it will take over. ❞ ❝ why so weary? why so scared to be seen? ❞ ❝ hey, should i open another bottle? ❞ ❝ i made mistakes, yes. and i'll learn from them. ❞ ❝ you act nice because you’re not. ❞ ❝ friends support each other. ❞ ❝ you will never get me to say i didn't do everything i could for you. ❞ ❝ you've actually lost a lot of blood today. ❞ ❝ if there’s any justice in the world, you are the reward for all my suffering. ❞ ❝ no, no. i got it. i’ll take care of you. ❞ ❝ you’re not afraid someone will hurt you. you’re afraid you’ll hurt them. ❞ ❝ i love our little routine. always the same, but never stale. ❞ ❝ god. everyone says that like it’s so easy. ❞ ❝ what can i say? smells of the city. ❞ ❝ i try not to hurt you, you try not to hurt me. ❞ ❝ i don’t know. it sounds like a lot. i’m kinda tired. ❞ ❝ i understand that some things are harder than others to write about. ❞ ❝ i pass the time by counting down to the next moment i see you. ❞ ❝ i don’t like to mess with other people’s lives. ❞ ❝ by the way, this outfit is really working on you. ❞ ❝ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❞ ❝ the best ideas are always the ones that slip away. ❞ ❝ for the record, i don’t hate you. ❞

❝ when this is all over, let’s go away somewhere. just you and me. ❞ ❝ if i wasn’t so blinded by love, i would’ve seen this secrets right in front of me, waiting to be uncovered. ❞ ❝ not to be corny, but...baking is how i express my love. ❞ ❝ i just...i get weird with blood. ❞ ❝ you are 100% disqualified from giving me relationship advice. ❞ ❝ sometimes we do bad things for the people we love. ❞ ❝ god, i’ve missed you. ❞ ❝ i’ve done business with bad people. you’re not one of them. ❞ ❝ becoming a better person is way more aggravating than i thought. ❞ ❝ it’s tragic not to be able to show who you really are. ❞ ❝ i haven’t been this relaxed in weeks. ❞ ❝ it’s safer if you don’t know, okay? ❞ ❝ it’s weird how powerful vulnerability can feel. ❞ ❝ easy, easy, you’re gonna hurt yourself. ❞ ❝ half-truths just end up getting me burned so i should lie. ❞ ❝ being attracted to very smart women is a double-edged sword. ❞ ❝ you’re my family. i’d die for you. ❞ ❝ you...do bad things when you feel bad. ❞ ❝ pain...it can make people truthful. ❞ ❝ you know you can always count on me to say the wrong thing. ❞ ❝ hey, is someone harassing you? ❞ ❝ we have a connection. something deep. ❞ ❝ does that mean it was right to kill him? ❞ ❝ you’re going to get through this. ❞ ❝ how long have you been obsessed with me? ❞ ❝ you’re still mad at me. i get that. ❞ ❝ is this rock bottom? because it sure feels like that. ❞ ❝ you gonna tell me what happened to your face? ❞ ❝ come lay down. you look dizzy. ❞ ❝ i can’t ask that of you. ❞ ❝ i just need to patch up, focus, get back in the game. ❞ ❝ i wasn’t hiding, i swear. ❞ ❝ you’re lucky. the bullet only grazed you. ❞ ❝ maybe together, we can keep the monsters at bay. ❞ ❝ i’ve always had a complicated relationship with my own existence. ❞ ❝ it’s not like you can say you didn’t see this coming. ❞ ❝ we can walk away from this. we can do that. ❞ ❝ i can’t believe you. you just use people! ❞ ❝ the beauty that does exist in this world is fleeting and insincere. ❞ ❝ i’ve been a lot to handle lately, and i want to make it up to you. ❞ ❝ should i be preparing last words? ❞ ❝ i did a bad thing today. but for a good reason. ❞ ❝ it’s over. what’s done is done. ❞ ❝ it’s a horrible feeling to know things have gone wrong and there’s nothing you can do to change it. ❞ ❝ are you okay? you look a little... ❞ ❝ tell me the truth, and we can get through anything. ❞ ❝ you’ve just been hard to read lately. ❞ ❝ grief isn’t a straight line. ❞ ❝ i’m not one of those people who are obsessed with the past. ❞ ❝ if we don’t have trust, we have nothing. ❞ ❝ would you rather do something and be wrong or do nothing and be wrong? ❞ ❝ i knew something was off about you, and i was right. ❞ ❝ i know your family. i know how they are. ❞ ❝ i could metaphor circles around you all day. i have great metaphors. ❞ ❝ i’ve never felt this way before, where you love the bad things about someone as much as the good. ❞ ❝ it’s funny how fate works. ❞ ❝ some people deserve to die. i’m sure you had your reasons. ❞ ❝ i’m hiding shit. i am hiding what a complete, ugly mess i am. ❞ ❝ you’re just gonna abandon me when i need you the most? ❞ ❝ be an adult, okay? take a little responsibility. ❞ ❝ you really think that i am that dumb? that i don’t know what you’re capable of? ❞ ❝ do not talk for a minute, please. ❞ ❝ some people, they get what they deserve. some people don’t. ❞ ❝ i am not a hero. believe me. ❞ ❝ you didn’t let go of my hand the entire way home. it feels good. ❞ ❝ do not leave me in this abyss where i cannot find you. ❞ ❝ this is the nicest thing anyone’s ever given me. ❞ ❝ my mind, it...it goes to the darkest places sometimes. ❞ ❝ i don’t like looking back. i don’t see the point of it. ❞ ❝ if you don’t deal with this, if you don’t face it, it will haunt you. ❞ ❝ i like watching you reach into your mind palace for random bits of information. ❞ ❝ hey. i needed to hear your voice. ❞ ❝ if you believe that i am capable of something like that... ❞ ❝ you and i don’t see the world the same way. ❞ ❝ you’re gonna feel better soon, okay? ❞ ❝ who knew sharing my darkest secrets would make me feel so light? ❞ ❝ i’ve never wanted someone to appear yet not appear so badly. ❞ ❝ you make me weak. ❞ ❝ okay. it’s possible i’m the tiniest bit paranoid. ❞ ❝ the way you lie...effortless. like breathing. ❞ ❝ i want adventure. risk. ❞ ❝ real evil has to be dealt with. and you don’t do that by letting it live to take good people down. ❞ ❝ happily ever after is a myth, because people are not static. ❞ ❝ you're bleeding again. ❞ ❝ i know in my heart this is not you. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i’m having these dreams. ❞ ❝ you deserve to be with someone who’s perfect for you. ❞ ❝ mmm...i think i know what you’re thinking. ❞ ❝ i can’t wait to see that dress on you. you have to try it on. ❞ ❝ i’m so glad we got away together like this. ❞ ❝ please move further away. ❞ ❝ i have no trouble doing bad things to bad people. ❞ ❝ you love damage so much, you made it your full-time job, and it turned you ugly. ❞ ❝ i’d sooner slam my nuts in a door. ❞ ❝ i meant it when i said i’ll make myself worthy of you. ❞ ❝ why don’t you tell me about your childhood? ❞ ❝ you invest nothing in this family. nothing. ❞ ❝ no offense, but you don’t strike me as the vigilante type. ❞ ❝ i am trying so hard to understand you. ❞ ❝ i learned every swear word in the book that day. ❞ ❝ i know, i get it if you are horrified and want nothing to do with me. ❞ ❝ do you hear yourself right now? ❞ ❝ who is the monster here? really, who? ❞ ❝ i’m always telling the truth. ❞ ❝ i’m closing my heart, like an out-of-business bookstore. ❞ ❝ every relationship teaches us hard lessons, right? ❞ ❝ there are days i just don’t believe in love. ❞ ❝ i’m just...not feeling so great all of a sudden. ❞ ❝ we’re a good team. i see that. ❞ ❝ run away with me. ❞ ❝ there are times i hate myself too. so much i can barely stand it. ❞ ❝ i have to believe our paths are destined to cross again. ❞ ❝ you act all pure and noble, like you have reasons for what you do when you do it. ❞ ❝ i really do believe that things happen for a reason. ❞ ❝ i see it everytime i look in your eyes. you’ve felt it. real love. real loss. ❞ ❝ people are nice, but...they can’t really fathom what i’m going through. ❞ ❝ it doesn’t take a genius to hunt someone if you really, really want to. ❞ ❝ it’s gonna be really fun fucking destroying you. ❞ ❝ it’s just you...and me. ❞ ❝ can you be a good father, if you are a bad man? ❞ ❝ find the people that get you. lean on them. ❞ ❝ i can’t completely cage what’s inside me. ❞ ❝ i know what i do will never be good enough for you. ❞ ❝ i love you. i can’t stand it. ❞ ❝ are you okay? this must hurt. ❞ ❝ any place is probably beautiful when you stop running for one second. ❞ ❝ do you have a nemesis? ❞ ❝ are you really who you seem to be? light and fearless? ❞ ❝ no offense, you look like you’re ready to puke. ❞ ❝ i just want to stop running. i want a home. ❞ ❝ you have a way with people. they just like you. ❞ ❝ i think i felt my soul come back into my body. ❞ ❝ our world is done for if we don’t think about that. how to be better. ❞ ❝ i’ve left so much behind. ❞ ❝ no matter how bad it is, you find a way to stay calm, and keep your wits. ❞ ❝ i have to believe love conquers all. ❞ ❝ it’s a chance to get back to who i really am. a quiet guy...who just wants to leave a quiet life. ❞ ❝ i’m not the bad guy here. ❞ ❝ i cannot afford to be predictable. my life depends on that. ❞ ❝ i think we have some unfinished business to talk about. ❞ ❝ you used to wrap yourself in fairytales like a blanket. but it was the cold you loved. ❞ ❝ you don’t love me. you never loved me. ❞ ❝ cover shit in gold, it’s just super shiny shit. ❞ ❝ drool a little more, it’s a good look on you. ❞ ❝ i can’t love again. i can’t risk it. it’s too dangerous. ❞ ❝ this is me, living without you. i don’t need you. ❞ ❝ actually, i think i’d rather save it for therapy. ❞ ❝ you complicated things by lying. ❞ ❝ you don’t need to yell. ❞ ❝ i’ll admit, it’s getting harder to live with so much heartbreak. ❞ ❝ are you following me? answer me right now. ❞ ❝ i’m asking you to take a leap of faith. ❞ ❝ this is my favourite time of day. when it’s just the two of us. ❞ ❝ i hope you didn’t start the fun without me. ❞ ❝ hi. you wanted to see me? ❞ ❝ when i’m with you, we’re the only two people on earth. ❞ ❝ you think i’m a fool? is that what you think of me? ❞ ❝ i’m really sorry i puked in such close proximity to you. ❞ ❝ we’re all a little broken. yet some pieces still manage to fit together. ❞ ❝ you’re a good person. you just do bad things sometimes. ❞ ❝ life just keeps kicking the shit out of you. ❞ ❝ you think everyone is damaged because you’re damaged. ❞ ❝ i could walk through fire for you. ❞ ❝ maybe it's not the best to make big decisions when you're grieving. ❞ ❝ you’ve been...off. you have been weird ever since we got here. ❞ ❝ oh my god. i’m alive. ❞ ❝ that’s the thing with tragedy. it makes you live for the now. ❞ ❝ you never know if you’re fight or flight until you’re forced to find out. turns out...i’m fight. ❞ ❝ i’m not afraid of you anymore. ❞ ❝ who you really are...the dark, that’s not a burden. you don’t have to push that away from me. ❞ ❝ you’re just saying that because you think it’s what i wanna hear. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry. i didn’t mean what i said. i’m an idiot. ❞ ❝ like the kids say: ‘fuck my life’. ❞ ❝ you’re more important than my pride. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ ah, to be young. ❞ ❝ people are happier when they aren’t lying to themselves. ❞ ❝ we can still be honest with each other, right? ❞ ❝ oh, you mean the time you left me for fucking dead? ❞ ❝ i know you don’t want to kill me. ❞ ❝ this is not how i want to remember you. ❞ ❝ i can’t stop thinking of you. ❞ ❝ you are a lot of things...but you’re not stupid. ❞ ❝ fitting in is not always the worst. ❞ ❝ you need someone right now. no matter how cool you’re acting. ❞ ❝ nothing could ever make me see you different. ❞ ❝ i want to tell you everything and i will, soon, but for now... ❞ ❝ you are one fine specimen of a man. ❞ ❝ did you not get enough sleep last night? ❞ ❝ if this is my pack, i think i’m meant to be a lone wolf. ❞ ❝ why rush when we have the rest of our lives? ❞ ❝ is there anything i can do to support you? ❞ ❝ can your parents really be that bad? ❞ ❝ there are no time-outs in life. ❞ ❝ i need your advice, ‘cause you’re the only person that i actually trust. ❞ ❝ can you promise to be calm? ❞ ❝ it’s really hard to stand here and have a conversation with you, as though i’m not totally distracted by how much i want you. ❞ ❝ this is what i get for being a pacifist. ❞ ❝ whatever comes, we’ll get through it, together. ❞ ❝ my life makes sense now with you in it. ❞ ❝ you make me feel good. so good, i forget whatever darkness resurfaced in my sleep. ❞ ❝ i’ve only got more reason to get the hell out of here. ❞ ❝ is this party gonna get any more weird? ❞ ❝ thought that would get your attention. this shit’s romantic as fuck. ❞ ❝ if you look up ‘klutz’ in the dictionary, there’s a picture of me. ❞ ❝ you did lie, but you are still more authentic than half the fuckers i know. ❞ ❝ let’s focus on what is actually important here. ❞ ❝ with everything that happened, it felt like it was starting to get to me. ❞ ❝ you can put the bad things behind you. ❞ ❝ everything goes to shit when i don’t follow my instincts. ❞ ❝ i guess i’m bad at picking good people. ❞ ❝ but who takes care of you? ❞ ❝ okay, now you’re just playing with me. ❞ ❝ you’re at home in chaos, but something makes me think not by choice. ❞ ❝ did you just mansplain and patronize me in the same sentence? ❞ ❝ look at what you’ve done to me. ❞ ❝ why am i drawn to you? ❞ ❝ there is no trap so deadly as the trap you set yourself. ❞ ❝ you look scared, and it breaks my heart. ❞ ❝ there also must be some grain of truth because you look so pale right now. ❞ ❝ is an open door the same as an invitation to enter? ❞ ❝ i now truly understand the term ‘love of my life’. ❞ ❝ do you really think your story is gonna have a happy ending? ❞ ❝ i finally feel like i’m becoming a better man. ❞ ❝ let go of me. you’re hurting me. ❞ ❝ i really do see so much of myself in you. ❞ ❝ i’ve been worrying that my sins would be my undoing. ❞ ❝ look at you. you’re thriving. ❞ ❝ whatever you’re running from, we can figure it out together. ❞ ❝ answer my question, i’ll answer yours. ❞ ❝ once burned, i tend to cut my losses and move on. ❞ ❝ my name in your mouth is like poetry. ❞ ❝ i don’t need you, or anybody, to defend me or my honor. ❞ ❝ i’ve been biting my tongue for a long time. ❞ ❝ people like us don’t change. ❞ ❝ wow, when are you gonna grow up? ❞ ❝ i’m sorry tonight didn’t turn out as you expected. ❞ ❝ it’s creepy when you get quiet like that. ❞ ❝ do you have any idea how painful it is disappointing someone that perfect? ❞ ❝ am i losing my mind? ❞ ❝ and just like that, there you are. the woman i fell in love with. ❞ ❝ all i have left is to say goodbye to you. ❞ ❝ we’ve been through a lot in such a short period of time. ❞ ❝ you smell a little drunk, honestly. ❞ ❝ you don’t have to worry. i’m not stupid. ❞ ❝ you pretended like it wasn’t happening until it was too late. ❞ ❝ well, the sun’s already up. it’s beautiful. ❞ ❝ i can see how much you have on your shoulders. it’s a lot. ❞ ❝ i have never loved anyone like this before. ❞ ❝ i can’t believe you’re being so casual. ❞ ❝ we both had to learn how to survive really young. ❞ ❝ maybe i’ll stick around for a while, push my luck. ❞ ❝ we got a lot of catching up to do, buddy. ❞ ❝ what happened to your hand? ❞ ❝ now you come in here acting like some kind of hero? ❞ ❝ oh, you should see your face right now. ❞ ❝ who wouldn’t sell his soul for that? ❞ ❝ all i feel is rage. ❞ ❝ you’re not my homeland anymore, so what am i defending now? ❞ ❝ are you flirting with me? ❞ ❝ what, did i kiss you wrong? or... ❞ ❝ like i need your approval. the fuck? ❞ ❝ it’s like you’re not even trying, and yet, somehow you still try too hard. ❞ ❝ if anything, we can heal each other. ❞ ❝ who’s the man? i’m the man! ❞ ❝ how can you be so calm? ❞ ❝ sometimes we need to start over. completely. ❞ ❝ let me be clear. you fascinate me. ❞ ❝ good thing’s happen to people that are bad. ❞ ❝ everything’s better with a little whiskey. ❞ ❝ i’ve forged my way in the dark before, i can do it now. ❞ ❝ why are you looking at me like that? ❞ ❝ you are many things, but you are not a murderer. ❞ ❝ i have been having trouble reaching you. ❞ ❝ i'm such a fool. i’ve been distant, cruel. how can you ever forgive me? ❞ ❝ hey, not everything is a story, okay? ❞ ❝ i’m not entertaining your ego anymore. goodbye. ❞ ❝ you know i’m just trying to protect you. ❞ ❝ there’s evil everywhere in the world. ❞ ❝ i thought we could use a little date night. ❞

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You’re so Lucky!

A/N: Hey y’all! Here’s another sexy story that was a request from the amazing @jasontoddslut! Enjoy my peeps!

Warnings: Language, Bad Relationship with Ex-Boyfriend, Smut, Voyeurism, and Jason’s Goddamn Dirty Mouth!!!!!

It was bound to happen. She couldn’t deny this was going to happen sooner rather than later. If she believed they that they could get through their issues and be happy like they once were, then she’s a real fucking idiot.

Gabi still couldn’t believe it though. One minute she was trying to calm Bobby down and the next, he’s screaming at her and telling her to get the fuck out of his apartment. He was in a bad mood to begin with. He’s a mechanic and he’s always tired when he gets home. He was expecting dinner to be ready and maybe have his loving girlfriend of three years rub his back since his shoulder pain is getting worse.

But no. Gabi made the mistake of asking Bobby where he was tonight as soon as he got home.

What set him off was her telling him to calm down. She should have known though.

You should NEVER. EVER. Tell an easily angry guy to calm down.

Because that’s like telling fire to not burn people. Or telling a baby to not cry.

She should have known better though. It’s no surprise Bobby’s into some serious shady shit that the low life Gothamites meet up sometimes at night in casinos or nightclubs. She knows they do illegal shit like selling drugs, ordering weapons from other countries, and maybe even kidnapping young women and children.

And Bobby had participated in the ordering weapons category.

How Gabi found out is another story: she knows for damn sure that Bobby once brought home fifteen state of the art total militia AK-47 guns. Bobby had foolishly asked Gabi to go get some important documents from his huge safe; totally forgetting the weapons were in there about five months prior.

Why would a normal mechanic need such weapons?

Gabi had decided to never bring it up. Bobby would either deny or lie about it. His temper had been getting worse right about then and she knew better.

But he wasn’t always like this. Oh, no. Bobby was a funny, laid back, and loving type who worshipped the ground Gabi walked on before they even started dating. But after two years of living with each other, things changed.

Simple as that. Things changed.

Gabi always wondered how things could just...change. So easily. The fact that it could happen in the blink of an eye frightens her sometimes.

Just like Bobby’s hidden anger. She never knew a hilarious and sweet guy could have the rage of a bull.

Bobby never hit her though. He always made sure to slam his fist against the wall beside her head, though. He was the type to yell and belittle Gabi as if she was a little girl.

But she wasn’t a little girl. She was a 23-year-old woman who moved in with her boyfriend so fast that she began to understand why her parents and friends disapproved of her choices and relationship.

I just had to learn the hard way, Gabi thought to herself.

She doesn’t know why she’s trying to think of sayings that relate to this experience. The point is, Gabi knows she seriously fucked. With Bobby only giving her ten minutes to pack whatever truly mattered to her, she had to hurry the fuck up.

The moment she made it outside the apartment building, all Gabi could do is replay her questions that she asked Bobby.

Where were you tonight?

Were you with someone?

What did you do?

Why can’t you tell me what you did?

Are you hiding something from me?

Are you getting into dangerous things?

No wonder Bobby kicked her out. Gabi should have never put her nose in his business. And now, she’s practically homeless. She knows it would be embarrassing as hell to go back to her parents’ house because of what they told her before getting involved with Bobby. She also knows her friends would treat her horribly, with the “I told you so” stares and lectures. Gabi was certainly running out of options just as the rain began to fall.

There was one person she could go to, who would never turn her away.

However, Gabi hasn’t spoken to this person in about a year because of her relationship with Bobby as well as this person’s own relationship with their significant other.

But Gabi knew Y/N was a good person, a good friend. She was a sweet person, with a big warm heart and she would never turn her away.

With nowhere else to go, Gabi walked alone in the rain all the way down to high class side of Gotham.

By the time Gabi gets to the high-class penthouses, she has to call Y/N to let her inside. Of course, Y/N excitedly tells her to come up, and Gabi immediately starts to feel somehow relieved that Y/N hasn’t changed at all.

As Gabi finally makes it to the correct floor, she sees Y/N waiting by the door, where Gabi assumes is where Y/N lives. Y/N is wearing a red and black flannel pajama pants and a thin black tank top. Gabi also notices Y/N’s barefoot, and her hair’s in a messy bun.

She must have just woken up. I’m so sorry, Y/N, Gabi thinks to herself.

But none of that matters when Y/N meets Gabi halfway in the hall where they collide in a tight, warm-hearted embrace.  Y/N smells like a woodsy, musky cologne, most likely from whoever she’s seeing with now. Maybe they were snuggling up against with each other until Gabi had called and asked if she could come over.

“Come inside. You must be freezing!” Y/N says, releasing Gabi from her hug and pulling her arm towards the front door.

Gabi follows on shaky legs, completely overwhelmed by seeing her longtime best friend. Y/N giggles and leads Gabi inside the penthouse. Gabi instantly is hit by the aroma of vanilla and musk, the smell of intimacy and seduction.  Her eyes take in the red and black walls and décor, some exquisite art pieces, and the big space that is more comfortable and warmer than most homes she’s ever seen.

“Welcome, mi casa es tu casa! Seriously Gabi, babe, make yourself at home. There’s absolutely no rush to leave. You leave when you’re ready, okay?” Y/N says seriously.

“Are you absolutely sure? I really don’t want to impose or put you and your boyfriend out,” Gabi confesses.

Y/N leads Gabi to the long, cherry red couch that is facing a huge flat screen TV. Gabi sets down her duffle bag and takes a seat next to Y/N on the couch.

“Don’t be ridiculous! Jay and I insist you stay here until you figure out what you want to do, okay?” Y/N says, before she turns around to get comfortable to face Gabi.

A vanilla candle is lit on the coffee table. Gabi’s cheeks flush in embarrassment. “I didn’t...interrupt something, did I?”

“Oh, no, you didn’t! I was just setting the mood in the living room to be more...comfy,” Y/N admits, with a chuckle. “Jason just got home a few minutes ago and is taking a shower. He should be done by now.”

As if on cue, they hear someone walking down the hall and towards the living room. He stops near the couch. There in all his glory, well half-naked glory, stands Jason Todd, God’s greatest creation of man...at least that’s what both girls were thinking.

“Gabi, this is Jason, my boyfriend,” Y/N proudly introduces Jason to Gabi. “Jay, this is Gabi, my best friend in the whole wide world.”

Still dripping wet and fresh out of the shower, Jason at least has a white towel wrapped around his waist; hiding his goods that Gabi wanted to see so desperately. He’s really tall, must be 6’2 or something close to that. She takes note that Jason is all man: there’s absolutely nothing that screams “boy”. Gabi inhales hard when she watches his large hand run through his soaked dark hair. The other hand holds the towel tightly around his hips.

“Hi,” Jason smirks at Gabi. She notices his eyes are green, almost like emeralds. He smiles at her, even his white teeth are perfect. “So, you’re Gabi. Y/N’s told me a lot about you.”

“She-she has?” Gabi chokes out. Why is it so hot in here? Why can’t she speak?

Her eyes zero in on the droplets of water running down his strong as fuck built chiseled chest and perfectly sculpted abs that she really wants to lick and bite his skin.

Holy fuck...

Gabi scolds herself for thinking such inappropriate thoughts about her best friend’s boyfriend. Even though Gabi’s never fantasized Bobby this kind of way, she realizes Y/N’s lucked out. Bobby wasn’t in shape or even remotely attractive like Jason.

“Of course, she has. You’re one of her best friends, and I’m happy to finally meet you. I would go over there to shake your hand and properly greet you, but I’m uh...not exactly dressed yet,” Jason chuckles, and almost seems shy now. “I’m gonna go get dressed real quick so we can talk.”

You don’t have to. You can stay the way you are. You can even drop the towel, Gabi thinks improperly.

Y/N smiles softly at Jason as they watch him leave. True to his word, Jason returned in a pair of black sweatpants and a white t-shirt and took a seat next to Y/N. Throughout their comfortable and pleasant conversation, Gabi truly sees the way Jason cares about her best friend. Midway through their talk about what happened to Bobby, Jason clearly was paying attention and rubbed caressed Y/N’s thigh when Gabi recounted the latest scary fight with Bobby. Whenever Y/N looked shocked or worried, Jason made sure to calm her down through touches, forehead kisses, and whispers words along the lines of love, probably.

It almost makes Gabi jealous. Y/N’s life is clearly so much better than what Gabi had going on for herself. Jason seems like the perfect gentleman; always does and says the right thing. Gabi’s never seen a man pay so much attention to a woman before. Not only did he offer Gabi his advice and opinions on getting a better and more affordable apartment on their street, but Jason even voiced his hatred for Bobby, and even went on to criticize the man for treating women so poorly. He even made a joke about finding the man and breaking his legs; making Gabi and Y/N laugh their asses off and making the energy around them fun again.

But for some reason, Gabi couldn’t help but notice that Jason wasn’t laughing as hard as she and Y/N were. It almost seemed like Jason was serious about breaking Bobby’s legs, but Jason wouldn’t do that. She was sure of it.

He wouldn’t, would he?

By the time midnight came, the three of them stood up and decided to go to bed. Jason even surprised Gabi by giving her a hug and telling her that she can stay in their guest bedroom for however long as she wants and needs.

“I’m serious, kid. Don’t even worry about it. You mean so much to Y/N, and so therefore, you mean a lot to me, too,” Jason had said as he pulled back from their hug.

Gabi was speechless to say the least. She didn’t want the hug to end. He felt so good in her arms and he smelled so fucking good.

But it was bedtime now, and once Y/N and Jason had shown Gabi the guest bedroom, they went off to bed to let Gabi get comfortable. It wasn’t long for Gabi to quickly clean herself up and put on some plain pajama shorts with a tank top. As soon as she turned off the light, she was amazed by how big and comfortable the bed was. She figured it must be new and is probably the first person to sleep in here. In just a few minutes, exhaustion took over and Gabi fell into a deep sleep.

Her throat was dry. That’s what awoke Gabi at two in the morning and made her climb out of bed and go search for a bottle of water. She made sure to tiptoe out of the room and walk slowly and quietly to the kitchen.

As soon as Gabi made it to the end of the hallway, she stops dead in her tracks when she hears moaning. A woman moaning.

Her mind registers that it’s Y/N moaning. But why is she moaning in the living room?

Curiosity forces Gabi to peek out into the living room and see what’s going on, despite the logical part in her mind is screaming at her to have some respect for her best friend and her boyfriend.

But being a pervert outweighs being a prude.

Gabi is utterly shocked to her core when she sees her best friend straddling Jason’s lap. On the red couch where they sat a couple of hours ago, Gabi sees Y/N and Jason making out heavily. She couldn’t unsee it; she wants to keep watching them.

Gabi even sees the vanilla candle is lit again, after Jason had blown it out before they all went to bed.

But all Gabi could see is Jason’s fingertips digging hard into Y/N’s exposed flesh from where her tank top is pushed up above her bare tits. Y/N shamelessly moans in between the evident delicious kisses, and grinds against Jason’s apparent bulge.

Gabi quickly notices an isolated leather recliner that’s against the wall near the hallway. She throws herself down, sinks into the chair and watches the practically live porno show in front of her.

Jason pulls back from the deep kiss, revealing his red, swollen lips from where Y/N’s been biting and sucking since the beginning. He rests his head back against the couch and looks up with hazy, lustful eyes as Y/N grins down at him. She bites her bottom lip and pulls up her tank top, removing her top completely from her body.  

“Fuck...what the hell are you doing to me, sweetheart?” Jason asks breathlessly. He runs his hands up Y/N’s back and moves them to her front where he reaches for both her tits.

“I’m slowly...and softly killing you,” Y/N says, closing her eyes and moans when Jason gently grabs both her tits in his hands; her breasts fill his hands perfectly.

“I’d say...” he says, before sighing contently when switches from pinching her nipples to squeezing her tits before he sits up straighter and pulls Y/N’s body closer to lick and suck her sensitive nipples.

“Oh, fuck...oh Jay...feels so good,” Y/N moans louder than before. She whimpers and continues to rub herself against him. “I need to cum...please make me cum, Jay...”

Jason pulls back from her chest and gazes into Y/N’s eyes. “You wanna cum, doll? Do you want me to make you cum?”

“Yes, please...I need you so bad!”

“No, I don’t think you need to cum,” Jason teases, before he pulls off his own t-shirt. “Now, I’m going to take off the rest of your clothes, but if you touch your pussy, I ain’t going to fuck you.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!” Y/N snaps. Her cheeks are flushed from being aroused.

Jason smirks at Y/N’s frustration.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, sweetheart. I’m going to check how wet you are,” Jason explains, as he raises Y/N off his lap to pull down her pajama pants and panties; leaving her completely bare on his lap. “If you’re soaking wet, then I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you’ll be feeling me for days. But if I have to make you wet, then that means I get to do whatever I want to this pussy.”

“But-”

Jason runs his hand up Y/N’s thigh until his fingers glide over her bare pussy. His fingers gently push inside her, he can feel the wetness, but wants to see it for himself.

“Stand up and put your pussy in my face,” he demands.

“What?”

“I want to taste your delicious pussy right now. Don’t make me get up and literally put you on my shoulders to eat you out,” Jason threatens.

Y/N slowly moves to stand up carefully on the couch. Her legs are shaking, but Jason quickly grabs her to hold her steady. He doesn’t waste any time, and he dives into her pussy as if he’s a starving man.

“Oh fuck!” Y/N cries out.

Jason’s tongue on her clit is what she wants the most right now. He squeezes her thigh and flicks his tongue side to side until Y/N fears she’s either going to fall back or fall over him.

Y/N notices one of Jason’s pull up bars is above her. How convenient.

She grabs a hold of the bar to hold herself up just as he decides to slip a finger inside her. Holding herself up allows him to remove a hand from her thigh. He takes the opportunity to slip another finger inside and pumps them in and out fast.

Y/N’s body trembles when Jason curls his fingers and strokes the sensitive wall that he’s mastered so well. He can tell she’s close. She must have been excited earlier when they planned to stay in last minute. He manages to look up at her and he can see she’s barely holding on.

“You’re so close aren’t you, babe? You taste so fucking good that I want you to cum on my face. I want you to be my dirty girl tonight,” Jason says as he finger-fucks her harder and faster than before. “Are you going to be my dirty girl tonight?

“Yes! Fuck yes! Just-just make me cum, please!” Y/N cries out desperately, needing the push that Jason could only give her.

“You are my dirty girl. You love it when I make you cum with just my fingers and mouth. But I bet you want my cock right after, huh?” Jason asks, chuckling darkly when Y/N’s eyes roll back when he speeds up his fingers inside her. “You wanna ride me, don’t you?”

“Yes-yes I do...” she’s panting now.

“Okay, I want you to cum in my face and then quickly get on my lap and ride me. Fast, slow, hard, whatever, you pick. I just want to feel your warm, tight pussy around my dick, okay?” Jason says, quickly shoving his sweatpants and boxers down to his feet. “Fuck...give me your pretty, tasty pussy, sweetheart!”

And then Jason finally gives in. He pulls both her thighs to bring her pussy to his face. Y/N whimpers when he licks all around her wetness, and he hums in approval when he feels her hand stroking his scalp and pulling his hair, while she continues holding herself up with only one hand now.

The vibration from his humming helps her reach her release. He continues to thrust his fingers inside her and sucks her clit until she gushes in his face.

Y/N manages to silent most of her orgasm, but it didn’t help when Jason continued to lick and suck at her clit to swallow most of her juices. Once her body relaxes, she lets go of the pull up bar and drops down to the couch. Y/N quickly straddles Jason’s lap until her pussy is hovering above his hard cock.

“Spit on my cock, doll. Get it nice and wet,” Jason says, as he watches Y/N spit in her hand and stroke his thick cock until he’s nice and ready for her. “How are you going to ride me, sweetheart?”

Y/N slowly looks up into Jason’s dilated, misty eyes. “Deep. Hard. And fast,” she says.

Jason swallows hard but is able to quickly smirk up at Y/N before she takes full control. “Then ride me, sweetheart. Fuck yourself on my cock like the dirty girl you really are.”

Y/N finally lowers herself onto Jason’s cock, all logic and common sense flies out the window. Whenever his cock was deep inside her, they both tend to lose themselves and the world around them. Because whenever they were connected emotionally and physically in their bubble, nothing else fucking matters in the world.

When Jason fills her up completely, they both release a content sigh. They usually take their time in the beginning, mostly because of their fears whenever Jason leaves to work as Red Hood. But since they’re both so horny and want to cum sooner, they’ll have to just take their time during round two.

“Fuck me, sweetheart. Fuck yourself silly on my dick,” Jason moans, but he and Y/N laugh at the “silly” part, when he realizes that’s not very sexy.

But Y/N understands and slowly lifts herself up his lap until just the tip of Jason’s cock is inside her. She keeps a steady pace, lifting herself and lowering herself, until their rhythm flows. Within seconds, Jason helps her by holding her hips tightly and thrusting his hips in time with hers.

“Your cock is so big inside me, Jay. You fill me up so good,” Y/N moans and rides him a little faster; wanting the head of his cock to rub hard and relentlessly against her g-spot. She guides one of his hands off her waist to move towards her pussy, encouraging him to rub her clit. “I wanna cum again, Jay.”

“Yeah? You like ridin’ my big cock, you dirty girl? You want me to fill your pussy with my cum?” Jason asks, watching Y/N’s tits bounce while she rides his cock faster than before. He can’t help himself, he uses a free hand to pinch her nipple and leans in to bite and suck her breasts, until he puts his hand back to her hip to guide her thrusts. “You want me to fill you up with my cum?”

“Yes! Yes, please!” Y/N begs.

“Okay, my dirty girl. I’ll give you what you want.”

Well, Jason knows now that this is going to end fast, but he refuses to let it end without Y/N cumming hard again. He squeezes her hip with one hand and the other hand rubs her clit fast in messy circles. He begins to pull her down to meet his thrusts, fucking her harder and faster with everything he’s got. The squelching sound from his cock fucking up into her wet pussy becomes more noticeable, especially when their skin-on-skin slapping gets louder and harsher that echoes in the living room.

“Fuck...Y/N, you’re getting so tight. You feel so fucking good baby,” Jason pants hard, completely sweating and keeping his fast and erratic pace to get them to their releases. “Fuckin’ cum on my big cock, sweetheart. I wanna feel you cum so bad. Please cum for me, again.”

Y/N keeps her eyes on Jason just as her orgasm hits her hard; she squeezes and gushes around his cock, she calls out his name. Jason thrusts harder in her three more times, as he finally cums hard inside Y/N, calls out her name as quietly as he could. Y/N collapses against Jason’s chest, despite being hot and sweaty, but he doesn’t mind. He wraps both arms around her and holds her while they regain their breaths and can function normal again.

Y/N doesn’t see the loving smile Jason gives her as he kisses her forehead. “I love you,” he whispers, and hugs her tighter.

She looks up at him and smiles. “I love you, too.”

Before Y/N can lie her head against Jason’s chest again, she notices Gabi sitting and watching them. Y/N jumps up and covers her breasts with her arms, causing Jason to jump in panic and turn around to see what’s going on.

“Gabi! What-what the hell are you doing there?!” Y/N cries out in embarrassment. She can feel her cheeks are getting red again.

Gabi slowly gets up from the chair and makes her wave into the kitchen. She finds bottled water in the refrigerator, takes one, and goes back into the living room where Jason and Y/N are still frozen in fear.

“I-I was thirsty,” Gabi answers, even though she knows it sounds like a lame answer. She walks backwards until she reaches the hall. “And-and then I saw you guys, and then I couldn’t stop watching. I’m sorry, Y/N...Jason...”

But before Gabi leaves, she points a finger at Jason and smiles. She even chuckles. “But-but in my defense...he’s really sexy! He’s fucking gorgeous, Y/N, and you’re one lucky bitch! You’re so lucky!”

But Gabi is right about that.

Y/N is lucky...because she has Jason.

[kryptoniteastrology]

The Good, The Bad, and The Astrology

This is basically going to be one of those “my favourite and least favourite thing about each sign” videos from youtube but in text form. Also most of this is based on observation but I haven’t met a lot of virgos so that part might be a bit sparse. 

Aries: 

The Best Thing: you guys talk about doing something and then you just like...do it? without agonizing about it for hours or weeks? incredible. 

The Worst Thing: think before you speak please. Most aries I’ve met aren’t actually like, rage fueled or violent but most people I’ve met that want to fist fight someone’s mom over arbitrary shit are aries. 

Taurus: 

The Best Thing: You guys can just keep going, day after day and be fine. I love a dependable human. 

The Worst Thing: It might do you guys some good to actually like, listen to people when they speak. I know its hard to change a taurus’s mind but you guys can at least hear someone out and process what they said. 

Gemini: 

The Best Thing: Very good at shutting down arguments, whether you’re a part of it or not. Also if you’re a person who has social anxiety in the way of feeling like you can’t have any silences at all, make friends with a gemini. 

The Worst Thing: Stop playing devils advocate, I don’t need to see the other side on every single issue. Also, we all know you just say shit and don’t mean it quite often  but you could try to actually listen, most people don’t just talk to hear their own voice like you do. 

Cancer: 

The Best Thing: The comfiest people, I mostly mean just to be around but sometimes physically too. You can actually relax around a cancer, even if a cancer can’t relax around you. 

The Worst Thing: Sometimes when you ice people out, they didn’t deserve it. Just because your feelings got hurt doesn’t mean the other person was in the wrong. 

Leo: 

The Best Thing: Okay so i’m a leo rising so allow me to be biased here for a second: a Leo’s drama is the good kind of drama because leo’s aren’t fucking pedantic about it. Leo’s aren’t going to update you until there’s actual new shit happening in the situation. Also leo’s are really good creative collaborators. 

The Worst Thing: Ya’ll are really good at making yourselves think you’re justified when you blow up at people. Also: Go to therapy. 

Virgo: 

The Best Thing: Really good at saying things in a clear way, even when you’re kind of being an ass and insulting someone you make it sound like valid criticism. 

The Worst Thing: If virgo’s have drama its the pedantic drama where you keep bitching about it even though nothings changed in the situation and we’ve all heard about it like twelve times already. 

Libra: 

The Best Thing:  uhh...you guys are pretty nice I guess? I’ve never had a Libra be a complete asshat to me to my face before. 

The Worst Thing: Learn how to make and keep boundaries please. and like actually keep them, not let someone hurt you and pretend likes its fine in the moment and then start talking shit behind their back while you’re still their friend to their face. 

Scorpio: 

The  Best Thing: Scorpio’s are fucking dedicated to things. If they actually want to do something that will start and finish it faster than basically any other sign. 

The Worst Thing: In relation to the best thing about scorpios, ya’ll get a little obsessive about shit and its really scary when you guys get angry. You guys go from ice cold to goat sacrifice in less than a minute. 

Sagittarius: 

The Best Thing: The most emotionally and physically independent people in the zodiac 99% of the time. You don’t even secretly want to be well liked like capricorns do. Ya’ll can just fuck off to a mountain for two years and be fine, and I admire that. 

The Worst Thing: that being said, ya’ll could stand to be a little more accommodating of your friends and loved ones. most of the time you have a way you like to do things and you expect people to accept that without question but you rarely do any compromising with people when they need something different. 

Capricorn: 

The Best Thing: how do you guys function? seriously I want to know. I have an older cousin that’s a capricorn sun/gemini moon and she: Got straight A’s through highschool and college, partied basically every weekend, was working all the way through highschool and college, and helped raise me and my sibling. You guys really know how to work through absolute pure agony. 

The Worst Thing: completely unreadable, most of the time when people are laughing at your jokes its because they’re uncomfortable from not being able to tell if you’re serious or not. 

Aquarius: 

The Best Thing: Aquarians are never afraid to call out their friends and loved out on shitty behavior. Being a piece of shit to them is just being a piece of shit, which is refreshing when you have to keep dealing with certain signs that wont even tell you when you’ve seriously personally offended them. 

The Worst Thing: You know that whole thing with Leo’s about how they’re really good at making themselves think their emotions and actions are completely justified even when they aren’t? yeah take that, add cold rage to it, and you’ve got an aquarius. Just because they don’t care about your feelings doesn’t mean they don’t care about theirs. 

Pisces: 

The Best Thing: Most accepting people you’ll ever meet, for better or for worse. Seriously if you need to be comforted go to a pisces, most of the time they won’t even mind because they like feeling trusted. 

The Worst Thing: Does a pisces every really get their shit together? I’m asking for someone (it’s me, i’m someone) Also huge emotional downers. and it’s not like even if we solve the problem we’re upset about that we’ll feel better for that long because a pisces can always find something to be sad about. 

[sirenascales]

-> double black [part six] 18+

-> Chuuya x 1stPOV!F!Reader x Dazai

-> Who knew getting fired from work could lead to this?

-> Content: SMUT, slight angst, violence, murder, swearing

The case is concluded and Chuuya collects his prize. [Chuuya x 1stPOV!F!Reader x Dazai]

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warning: mentions of violence, murder, nsfw, smut, slight voyeurism

note: so i lied, there is one more part, which will be nothing but smut so be excited for that hehe

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My ability is called Hell Hath No Fury and it gives me the ability to make a perfect clone of myself that is fueled by the anger, rage, pain and despair that dwells inside of me, and has been inside of me since I was small. The anger isn't something that's just there, I've been through a lot of things in my life that left my weary soul full of the negative emotions that powers my clone. I don't particularly like using my clone, as she could be quite scary. Like anger and hatred, she could be very hard to control sometimes.

"She is quite scary, huh?" Dazai hummed, voice full of humor as I told him about my ability, us now back at the ADA. I sat at my desk, shoulders slumped. "Took me by surprise~"

I laughed softly at him, shaking my head as I read the official report that was written at the conclusion of the Taichi investigation. There was an unreadable look on my face as I read through the text, Dazai swaying his chair from side to side beside me.

"It says that Taichi was killed by the drug dealer..." I repeated, grimacing as I recalled Chuuya shooting the same man right in his head. "I don't... know how to feel about this."

I was the one who killed Taichi, yet here I was, sitting at my desk in the ADA office with no consequences coming my way. Further reports say that the drug dealer soon met his own demise due to the retribution from the Port Mafia, which wasn't an exact lie.

"Just go along with it, Bella. The only ones who know the truth are-"

"I can't believe you would do something so... incredibly stupid." I winced as soon as Kunikida started barreling down on me, sighing as he continued to lecture me.

Of course, we had to tell Fukuzawa, as well as the rest of the core members of the ADA what happened. It was only fair, considering we had to make sure the story was solid. It was rather nerve wracking to say the least, and in total me fashion, I had cried right in front of the President.

I thought I would get fired, but all I got was a week's suspension. "Get some rest," Fukuzawa said to me, leaning back in his chair. "You're going to need it." I nodded my head, standing up and bowing to him quickly before I left his office.

"I guess I'll see you guys soon," I said to the others, holding my bag full of belongings in my hands. I gave them all one last wave before walking out of the office, aware of Dazai following behind me. As always, I chose to walk down the stairs, only going down two flights before I turned on my heel, dropping my bag and wrapping my arms tight around the taller man.

"Oof," Dazai gasped out before he wrapped his arms around me, chuckling a bit as he gave me a squeeze. "It's not like you'll be gone forever."

I sighed, keeping my face pressed against his chest. "I know. I think all the adrenaline from... everything finally left and now I honestly feel like shit. I'm so tired, Osamu."

"... would you like me to come with you?" Dazai asked and I shook my head, giving him a playful, scolding look.

"You need to finish that report, you lazy bastard," I replied, Dazai already whining and I rolled my eyes. "Call me later?"

Dazai stopped whining, gently cupping my face with his hand. He leaned in and kissed me, stealing my breath away as he always had. He smirked at my flushed face, stepping back. "Yeah. Now go."

I left him by the stairs, making my way back to my apartment. Now that I had a week off, I wasn't sure what I should do. I guess doing was Fukuzawa said and just resting would be a good thing, seeing as I was tired, both physically and emotionally.

But even as I try to sleep, I find myself tossing and turning, waking up every hour. I slumped on my back, letting out a frustrated breath as I stared at the ceiling.

"You know, bella... you're disrupting my beauty sleep," Dazai spoke from beside me and I rolled my eyes, huffing out a breath. Dazai chuckled softly, laying one arm under his head while the other rested over his tummy. "This will pass in time."

I sighed softly. "It's weird... I don't regret it."

"But you still took a life."

"Did you feel this way when you first killed someone?"

"... I honestly don't remember. When you're surrounded by nothing but darkness and carnage for a long time, stuff like that is nothing to be concerned about."

I frowned. "When you were in the Port Mafia... you were partners with Chuuya, right?"

"Like I said, we were the best~" Dazai sang and I smiled softly.

"Just imagining the two of you fighting together is kinda scary..."

"Well, when you have someone like Chuuya and the youngest executive in Port Mafia history, yeah, we were pretty scary!"

I choked. "You were an executive?!" I exclaimed in shock. I thought about Chuuya, and how he worked alongside the Leader of the Port Mafia himself. Dazai was that powerful? And with someone like Chuuya...?

"That's..."

"Terrifying?"

"Hot."

Dazai sputtered, bursting out into a fit of laughter. "You like dangerous men?"

I grinned widely, finally turning to cuddle against him. "Blame it on the daddy issues," I answered, making him snort. "Why did you leave?"

"You should try to get some sleep," Dazai replied, changing the subject and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Yeah, though I won't be surprised if I can't," I mumbled unhappily, shifting a bit to get comfortable. I closed my eyes, hearing Dazai chuckled softly as I started to doze off.

Unsurprisingly, I slept like shit that night, my eyes were sore, the bags under my eyes puffy and dark. I groaned, waving Dazai goodbye tiredly as he left in the morning, heading to work after I scolded him for trying to sleep in and skip work.

The door closed behind him and I let myself fall back on my couch, just staring into nothing for a while before I grabbed my phone, pressing on Keiko's contact and calling her. She didn't answer.

After pressing the button on the side of her phone to end the incoming call, Keiko sighed nervously as she approached the man sitting in the desk before her, hands shaking as she placed down a large, thick envelope.

"Here you go. That's all of it," she said softly, quickly withdrawing her hands away and clasping them together against her chest.

Chuuya watched her carefully, noticing just how scared and timid Keiko was acting, and he honestly didn't blame her, not after what she's been through, and especially how Taichi continued to throw her under the bus, even after his death.

"I swear... I had nothing to do with what he was doing..." her voice trembled and Chuuya sighed deeply. He dug into his drawer, producing a cigarette for both himself and Keiko. She allowed him to light hers for her and there was a silence as they each took a drag.

"I believe you," Chuuya started, leaning back in his seat. "He used your name to open that offshore account and the safety deposit box, making sure not to have this all trail back to him." Keiko hung her head and Chuuya thought back to when he first saw her. She was way more outgoing and cheerful, and admittingly had a very sensual, attractive aura that even he himself would be into if she hadn't been with Taichi.

It was a shame to see that all gone, all because of one coward. It pissed Chuuya off immensely. She was essentially betrayed by someone she trusted, and Chuuya could relate to that all too well.

"But, everything is finally coming to a close with all the money Taichi stole from us coming back. Don't worry, Keiko, our investigation makes it more than clear that you are innocent in this. You have nothing to worry about," Chuuya said, but Keiko still looked troubled. She said my name softly and he looked at her questionably.

"What about her...?" she asked softly. "Is she clear?"

"You did see the official report, right?" Chuuya replied in turn, taking another drag from his cigarette. Keiko nodded silently. "It wasn't that hard to form the story. There was at least some truth to it. The drug dealer was as good as dead... as well as Taichi. She just beat us to it. We can let this slide."

Keiko sighed in relief, taking another drag from her own cigarette. "That's a relief... I was worried about what would happen to her."

"Nothing," Chuuya answered. "And we will be keeping an eye on her for a while too."

Keiko nodded in understanding. "I'm still worried about her, though. She's been having a hard time sleeping and I'm sure it's just... everything finally getting to her..." Keiko sighed deeply, rubbing her eyebrows. "But I don't know what to do... she's in this mess because of me, I wanna help her but I don't even know how to help myself!"

"And that should be your main focus right now," Chuuya spoke, crossing his arms over his chest. "Don't worry about her. I'll take care of her."

"But why?" Keiko questioned. "It's not like you care about her. Or love her."

Chuuya rolled his eyes. "There's no love there, but she's... fun."

Keiko snorted at that. "She's not one for love and relationships. I guess that's why she's involved with you, and Dazai. There's a mutual understanding there, and I guess if it works for you guys, then it's okay. But-"

Chuuya quirked an eyebrow. "But?"

"She's still sensitive. She wears her heart on her sleeve, so even if there really is no love here, I'm sure she still cares for you guys. That's just how she is. So I ask... just don't hurt her. That's all. If it all ends... just make sure she doesn't get hurt." Keiko clenched her fists. "I don't know what I'll do to you if she does."

Chuuya just stared at her, pleasantly surprised. He let out a short laugh. "Are you threatening me?"

"Yes."

Chuuya grinned, laughing again as he shook his head. The loyalty in this friendship was honestly a sight to see. It was refreshing. "I don't usually respond well to threats, so I'll let this slide. You've done all you can do, so you can head on home if you want. If you're lucky, we won't see each other again."

"Well, if you're still seeing my best friend, we probably will," Keiko said, standing up, feeling a little less nervous. "Goodbye, Chuuya. Stay safe out there."

Chuuya nodded. "I hope you can heal and become your old self again. It's sad to not see that pretty smile on your face."

Keiko blushed brightly. "Shameless flirt," she shot at him playfully, turning away from him to leave. Chuuya laughed loudly from his desk.

"So, are you okay now?" I asked Keiko over the phone, her telling me about her meeting with Chuuya. She first apologized for ignoring my call, but it didn't bother me that much. I was only glad that she was doing okay.

"Yeah, I'm alright. Gonna spend the rest of the day home and figure out what to do."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well... I'm thinking of going away for a while. Maybe for six months... just to heal and find myself again."

"Six months?! What about your job?"

"I quit. I want to start my life over again, but I love Yokohama, so I figured... I can get another job when I come back! I'm gonna sell my condo too!"

I was stunned. "I... but where do you plan on even going?!"

"Hm... maybe Europe? I'm not sure yet. Are you... okay with me leaving?"

"Of course! I support you with everything you do in your life. I just want you to be safe and okay..."

"I'm glad. I'm pretty determined, but don't worry! I will always come home!"

Keiko and I talked for a while after that, a smile on my face as we ended the call. I was happy to see that Keiko was trying to turn her life around, proud of her for being so strong. It was rather inspiring, and helped me to gain my own strength to get my shit together as well.

The day went on, and I was in the kitchen making an early dinner when there was a knock on my door. I was annoyed, thinking it was Dazai flaking out on work again, but as I opened my door, I was surprised to see a certain red head at my door.

"Chuuya?"

"Wow. You look like shit."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, turning and walking back into my kitchen, Chuuya following behind me.

"Gee, thanks."

"What are you doing?"

"Cooking an early dinner. You want some?"

"Yeah, sure."

It wasn't long until Chuuya and I sat across from each other, chowing down on some food and filling our bellies.

"So, what's up?" I asked him, drinking some water. Chuuya was still stuffing his face, almost choking at one point before he downed his glass of water to save himself.

"Well," Chuuya coughed. "I came here to collect my prize."

I blinked. "Your prize? What are- oh," I rolled my eyes, shaking my head. That stupid race Dazai proposed. Chuuya was the one who figured it all out first, and I was the prize for the lucky winner. "So, you wanna have sex later then? I'm cool with that."

Chuuya scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "No. Well, yes, but no. Not yet. I'm taking you somewhere."

I raised my eyebrows. "Where?"

"Shut up and don't worry about it. You'll see when you get there."

I narrowed my eyes at him, just wondering what the fuck he was up to. What could it possibly be that he wouldn't tell me what his plan was? It was rather suspicious and I began to grow wary.

But we finished eating and Chuuya didn't even give me a chance to pack before he dragged me out of my apartment. I managed to get my keys, phone and purse, and I gave him the stink eye the entire time I was stuck in the backseat of a fancy car with him.

"Are you having me killed?"

"I will if you don't shut up."

I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest as Chuuya took me to my supposed doom. But we arrived at our destination, and I was extremely confused as I looked up at the rather luxurious hotel. I didn't get the chance to question it, Chuuya leading me inside. We were immediately greeted by the hotel attendants, and led to the elevator. We rode it all the way to the top floor, the attendant leaving us alone as the doors opened and we walked out into the hallway.

"Chuuya..." I let out a small breath as he led me inside the penthouse, my jaw dropping as I took my first look at the very luxurious space. "What is this?"

"Keiko told me you were having a rough time," Chuuya spoke, taking off his hat and then his jacket, hanging them up carefully. "I figured this would help you. Full body massages, jacuzzi, anything you could ever want to just... relax. It's all here."

"But... Chuuya, you didn't have to," I whispered, still in awe with my face heated up.

"Well, just deal with it," Chuuya huffed.

"Isn't this expensive though?"

"It's nothing. Just... think about this as my prize. Taking care of you."

Now my face was burning hot, Chuuya's own flushed red. I gave him a look, his words making me smile a bit despite how flustered they made me.

"You sound like a sugar daddy."

He didn't respond. That made me giggle. "How long will we be here."

"For the week, until you get back to work."

"But how did you..." I trailed off, gasping when Chuuya gave me a light push further into the penthouse.

It was an amazing, large open area space with a full kitchen, all the top appliances, a flat screen and a huge king size bed. The bathroom was just as fabulous, the large soaker tub calling my name.

"Oh, I need to get in that," I declared, making Chuuya laugh lightly. He watched as I looked around the bathroom, taking it upon himself to start filling up the tub. I turned to him and smirked. "Will you join me?"

"Like you have to ask that."

After finding a nice smelling bath bomb to put in the tub, Chuuya and I undressed and carefully climbed inside, sighing blissfully as the hot water immediately began to relax our muscles. I sat between Chuuya's legs, my back against his chest and my head resting against his shoulder. My eyes were closed, Chuuya's strong hands roaming all over my body.

"Tired?" Chuuya asked me softly and I sighed, nodding my head.

"Yeah... like Keiko said, I've been having a shit time sleeping," I answered, turning my head to lightly kiss Chuuya's jaw lightly. "But maybe a relaxing massage would help. Oh, but it's kinda late, huh? The masseuse would be gone by now."

Chuuya's hands continue to roam my body, one moving south. I let out a deep sigh when he began to rub circles on my clit.

"Yeah... but I can think of other ways to make you sleep," Chuuya whispered in my ear before he bit into my earlobe. I sigh again, Chuuya then capturing my lips with his own.

After making me cum on his fingers in the tub, we finished up in there before we found ourselves tangled up in the sheets of the king sized bed. Chuuya had my legs thrown over his shoulders, his cock plunging deep into me with every thrust he made.

"You're mine..." Chuuya breathed out, hissing and moaning from the pleasure. "... for the entire week... gonna make sure the only name you know is mine." He growled, clenching the sheets on either side of me tightly in his fists.

"Oh, yes, yes yes!" I cried out, back arching off my bed, eyes going wide as a voice that was not Chuuya's spoke up.

"Oh, that's just cute."

Whipping our heads around, we were shocked to see a certain detective standing at the foot of the bed, lecherous grin on his pretty face. We froze, Chuuya's cock still inside me, my heart pounding in my chest.

"Dazai?!" I shrieked.

"How the fuck did you get in here?!" Chuuya followed, glaring at the man. "What the hell?!"

"You can't hide things from me~" Dazai sang, not even hiding the fact that he was enjoying what he was seeing, his eyes slowly trailing over both of our naked bodies. "I was wondering why you called me to ask about her schedule... so I did some digging."

Chuuya hung his head, gritting his teeth in annoyance. "I am going to kill you."

Dazai laughed heartily, waving his hand dismissively. "No, no! Don't let me disturb you! I can watch! You guys were having so much fun!"

Before Chuuya could even react, he ended up groaning, his wide blue eyes finding mine. "Did you... fucking like that?" he asked and I stuttered a bit. "Do you want him to watch us?"

Another chill went down my spine at the thought and Chuuya groaned again as I clenched tightly around him. Chuuya cursed, feeling his cock twitch inside of me. He cursed again, becoming more overcome with arousal.

"Interesting," he breathed out, small puffs of air hitting my face. He smirked slightly, glancing back at Dazai. "This brings back memories."

"Fond memories," Dazai hummed and I looked back and forth between the two of them questionably.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Both of their eyes were now on me, and the intensity of their gazes made me gasp sharply, another chill going down my spine.

"Why have him just watch," Chuuya began, nuzzling his face against my neck. "When he can join us? Oh, fuck, you squeezed me so tightly just now..."

I trembled, heart hammering in my chest at the mere idea. A threesome? With Chuuya and Dazai. Looking over, I catch Dazai slipping off his tan jacket, gulping as he started to work on getting his shirt off.

"We have a week, right? Oh, this is going to be so much fun."

-End