#like toture the shit out of him

[thatpurpledudetrey]

feyre likes her claws

[orphicwitt]

YOU DON'T DESERVE THIS FATE

note; yes i somehow got into poppy playtime fandom and here a little treat.

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You were exhausted, scared yet you continue to push foward. Shaky hands gripped onto your shirt, wrinkles formed on the battered dirty used to be white fabric.

you wanted to leave the moment you step into this place, your very gut screamed to get out while your logical side of your brain begged you to leave and don't go further.

but you didn't, you ignored every red signal that was present to you. you continue foward like it was nothing, it was your own action and you once questioned yourself.

do you regret being here?

the answer was, ...Maybe

one side of you regret setting a single foot here yet the guilt consumed your very being, it haunt you to the bones. you hated it, you want to get rid of it, to relief it, to ...

Focus! you thought, shaking your head. you are getting distracted from your main task, the longer you take. the more time you are forced to stay at this damn wretched place.

you came across an area, an area that look like a prison cell judging by the numerous cell that was littered and sat beside each other.

as you look around the place, a voice spoke. scaring the shit out of you, "you... you're poppy's angel" the voice was raspy yet sounded so tired, you turn around to look for the voice, only to be horrified to see who's belong to.

it was a smiling dog mascot, hanging, you guess it was dogday due to you encountering his cardboard. "come to save us" the mascot wheezed out, it sound like it was taking a toll on him heavily just to speak.

well... he only has half of his body afterall, dear god. it must be so painful for him just do the simplest thing.

"nothing left to save,..."

"not here"

you furrowed your brows, progressing the dog mascot's word. before you could let out any words, dogday continued. "you're in catnap's home, angel... their home"

their home? is he referring to the little smiling critter version of them? you guessed so.

"a million pairs of eyes are on you, now" dogday lifted his head up trying to meet your gaze, gosh. you will never get over how some mascot are just giving you creepy vibes.

"watching, waiting, hungry. they want nothing more then just to crawl beneath your skin, and eat away at you bit by little bit..."

now that's just... you shudder unintentionally at his word, well. your not letting yourself to become food or basically fresh meat to them also not him aswell.

dogday took a short intake of breath before he continue "and fill what empty inside themselves." he then fully face you, "that ...thing... catnap" you take notice of his change of tone when he mentioned catnap, a lingering of fondness yet so distant.

"the prototype is his god"

"and this is what he does to heretics, these little toys... they followed catnap to avoid that very fate...- and in return, they are fed"

"we tried to fight it, the prototype control."

"i'm... the last of the smiling critters" he then look at you, despite his endless depth of darkness eyes and the never ending wide smile, you could tell he was desperate.

"listen to me angel, you need to get out of this place" this time you spoke up, "without you? i don't think i can do that" you huffed, crossing your arms.

"angel... you don't have to, i will only slow you down-"

"Dogday, i'm not leaving you, not on my watch." you stubbornly stated, even he was half of catnap's size without legs, you don't want to leave him, to die in an endless painful toture. you wanted to save him, it was the least thing you can do after defeating huggy wuggy and mommy long legs.

you shakily curled your fists up, you didn't mean to kill them but can they blame you? you did it out of self defense yet you still feel terrible. you wish you can save all the toys.

from this mess.

from this toture.

from this pain.

"you can say all you wanted but i will state firmly that i won't leave you behind." after saying that, you went to set him free. it took some time as well firing some flare to keep those nasty little smiling critters away from attacking.

although you doubt you can carry him but you still tried it away, oddly successful and huffed as you stood up with dogday wrapping himself around your form.

"angel... are you sure this is not heavy for you? i can-"

"i am doing very wonderfully, dogday. don't mind it" it was a flat lie, he was heavy by dear lord. but you endure it for him.

"thank you, you're ...really are a angel in disguise."

"you're welcome, now Off we go!"

[jams-sims]

I don't post much about mouthwashing because I think all the analysis and Hyperfixation has left my body. (Bro I would wake up and look in the tag. Now im haunting down peoples OC and looking at the cool art.) But I saw something that made me interested again-

It's the topic of mercy killing and why in two cases did it take in one and why other did not. I think everyone in the crew knew they should have mercy killed curly the minute they dug him out of the foam. I think the only person, that would not have thought of it was Daisuke. Because, he's the pinnacle of Youth and hope and innocence, so I think he would be partial to, "if we are saved they can save him." We know why he's kept alive it's because of Jimmy.

Besides all the obvious analysis I've already made about how curly disabled state represents a minutiae of different things. It's Jimmy's need for someone to play the villian. Helpless and can't fight for themsleves but is able to carry the weight of all of Jimmy sins.

I actually don't know, now that I'm thinking about it. If the crew ever found out it was Jimmy who caused the crash. We the audience know, we find out about Jimmy's other crimes towards Anya his manipulation and all that. But we never see a moment where the crew identifies, that Jimmy was the one who caused the crash. Curly is so usefully kept alive as a scapegoat, totured for his supposed crimes.

This post was about mercy killing now its about does the crew actually know the truth? Is the reason hes kept alive more to do with the belife that Curly crashed the ship and less to do with them trying to help. The only 2 people who interact with Curly is Jimmy by force and Anya by willing.

Shit we can call it like it is, Curly is the scapegoat. He is used as a beat shield, because even in the state he can't do anything. Jimmy focus is on him always, so Jimmy beating him or forcing drug into him. Takes the heat from Anya, who I believe Jimmy would have hit if he didn't have a literal punching bag.

Without Curly being alive I think shit would have gone far worse way faster if Curly was not alive. Curly is the human meat shield because thats the onky thing he can do now.

[heartsforjohnnycake]

Tw for sewerlside

ERM!!1!

guys I need ur headacanons bc they eat.

Sorry rlly Agnsty request, but I have this au where like a while post death of Johnny and dally (that THAT WAS THEN, this is now time.) Piny just I dunno, kinda just Khs, not even rlly bc of only Johnny and dally, the amount of bullying he got bc of it and other things, Angela constantly harassing him, and the gang kinda I don’t know, growing up? There all legal adults and it’s just not the same.

Two-bit found him. He wanted to know if he wanted to meet his new gf for and. He h__ng himself in the bathroom.

Headcanons for the gang finding out?

oh way to make me cry wow 😞😞

sodapop let out the most blood-curdling scream EVER, like it was so bad omfg. i think darry js threw up on the spot. like so shocked he just vomited on the floor and broke down. steve i think would immediately go to comfort them. obviously he gaf, but he was like "shit no one will be okay if i don't take care of them" two-bit immediately started crying and like. YELLED for darry or soda, maybe even booking it to the dx to tell soda. they didn't take core of his body until darry literally got home. curly skipped town and got arrested for like attempted murder or kidnapping & toture or smth, he did it to the socs. angela cried alot til tim told her it was her fault. thats when she would've gotten married or smth

[jellyfosh]

Have you watch the new episode of Ava VI?

I saw Victim toture chosen😭😭😭

WARNING: SPOILERS AND ME RAMBLING THIS

I have watched it when it was released. It was after i got back from a hangout. And throughout that episode, specially at that part, (Vic and Chosen fight) i went “Holy shit He ain’t playing.” New look on Victim. Honestly I think Alan knows about the fandom stuff and the ‘other’ kind of art. And November is legit no nut November, so Alan made almost everyone lose. Poor Chosen, getting whipped like an animal poor bby. And the mercenaries, Agent aiding Victim in the background, for some reason he kinda knew about it.

I like how theres also Hollowheads in the sticktown, including the vibe that town has than what was seen in StickCity. Finding Red and Green interact at the van was cute, like an older sibling telling the younger one to stay down XD But then again poor Yellow. Victim what are you gonna do to the sweet smart lemon. Second finding out he had powers and now Victim has something more interesting. Also seeing the drawings had a mind of its own, this could connect to his power. Since he is the opposite of Chosen, he creates life whatever he draws from outside of the PC.

This could alter with the asks of MT using the animators pen. But I can say the staff makes it work.

Chosen was still fighting back till the end, even using the fire situation to his advantage after few drawbacks. Including that close call Agent putting slow motion on Chosen before the fires could hit Vic. Poor Chosen, he just wants freedom, but the chains always finds its way to grab him again.

AND Seeing the weapons Victim and his clones uses, same ones used during the first animation from Alan. Nostalgia. Guys we’re dang old. I may add Victim to the Redemption Squad Ask, a MAY. I already hinted him with Carmine’s Response. The grey text was Victim. Carmine’s Response

He knows Carmine.

[halfblood-princes-crown]

Hello again! It's "Severitus with alive jilly, death edition" back at it again.

When I said this is my goodbye letter I didn't mean I ended it there, I want to cover the 7 years maybe add a few ideas about how I think the rest will go forward from there at the last ask I send and that's it; I will vanish from the face of the earth.

I will add a little bit of background to this au because I don't think that the intent behind it will be understood without it. Sooooo, this au started with a feel-good Snetunia with severitus found family where Harry is still a trouble magnet and worries the shit out of everyone who cares about him and defeats Voldemort, overthrow the government and some other feel good stuff but before ending the first ask I send I came up with the horcrux thing and I thought that would be hilarious and add drama so I added it. After second year a second au hit me so I decided to combine it but in the process I would have to break up Snetunia because while it is still sort of severitus it doesn't involve another Snape-ship. But I will give him a fulfilling carrier that I'm pretty sure will shock you... and him... and the whole wizarding world... It's gonna be so fun.

Oh, btw, this is getting kinda dark because while this is forth year, there is no actual education happining here, just intense toture and because of that I will not be talking in first pov anymore, because I genuinely don't know how to portray that.

Forth Year

Harry lays there almost lifelessly on the cell floor as he listened to Bella scolds her husband for making to much damage to her beautiful little porcelain doll. She had been making so much progress with it him, after all. He's so young... and yet... she can practically see the magic oozing in tiny waves for him it's too bad nobody listened too her, but who listened to the crazy lady about anything other than torture? His magic is so strong even if he is so weak, it's so beautiful... and so deadly... but most beautiful things usually are in her eyes.

It's been about 2 months since Harry went silent, he didn't mean to, his throat has been hurting so much recently... so he stopped using it... he wishes he could talk... he wishes he could feel something... he wishes he could have his body back... he wishes Tom would still be around... (where is he? you can't ask question, don't you know he will come to you if you do? My thighs hurt). Bella moves him to her room the second time her husband comes into the dead of night. He doesn't see Rodolphus Lestrange ever again not in this life. Bella lets him sleep at the bottom of the bed like some dog. He's almost glad, even as he is locked in his own head, he doesn't have to worry about seeming particularly human he's not sure what he is anymore when the only person you see doesn't see you as such.

Sometimes Bella wants to talk, she'll bring Harry some disgusting paste and some salt and make him eat the paste, even as tears roll down his eyes, and then brush his teeth with a finger and some salt, sometimes it's not even his finger, and if he pukes he brings upon him her wrath. She will scream and yell and cry and even hit him and crucio him and... and... and... there is always a and with her. But if he doesn't, if he is a good boy and eats whatever is in front of him despite the pain and his whole body seeming to want to stop, if he defiance his whole nature to please her she will be happy. Like a pleased god praising her worshippers for some good deed. Once he has that revelation he stops being mad when Bella comes home covered in guts, you can't control nature after, no man can, and he is weaker than a man. He even prepares a bath for her every time he senses that she killed someone. She once asked him how he know and he had to think about it real hard and for the first time in a long time he didn't know, he thought "well I'm the one to put them in your path, you always are more agreeable after you kill or torture someone." but that was just plain silly, a crzy ittty bitty thought as Bella called them. He didn't know so he smiled at Bella, teeth and all and for the first time his goddess, his lovely mistress looked... scared. No god should be scared, Harry didn't want her as a god if she was scared

He regrets that when in the middle of the night a someone breaks into her room and before she even reaches for her wand, her throat has been cut open, red blood spilling out of her. Harry looks at her with a strange, concept-like guilt and grief, it's the most emotion he has felt in months so he mutters the first word in even more "no..."

The murderer looks at him and fiery red curls adoring her face and beautiful green eyes matching his own and he wished Bella cut her throat instead. Even as his mother hugs him and makes a fool out of herself in front of him he still wishes that his lovely, not-so divine goddess was still alive instead of this bitch.

But he smiles because Bella taught him manners and in an unused voice said the most cruel, unforgiveable if found out words he could think of: "Hi, my name is Harry. What's yours?"

Lilly Potter looks at her son in horror and feels anger surge through her like lightning. A feeling prophesying doom but ignored it in favor of looking at her most prized possession, now memoryless for no one could forget her willingly.

I will be back for part five hoped you enjoyed this part, even if it is super dark and boring

OMG YOU’RE STILL HERE!!!!

Yaaayyy!!!

Now I have time to prepare for your departure 🥲

Ok so

This is sad😭 poor Harry. The interactions between him and Bella are very interesting to me. Harry isn’t even fully Harry anymore

And Lily… “for no one could forget her willingly” 💀 I’m sorry but I cackled at that

Yea, I can’t wait for the next part. I need to see how she reacts to this and if Harry is gonna get his revenge for her killing his ✨goddess✨

[moonisneveralone]

Litcherally can't stand how y'all talk about Lestat and Louis y'all being really white, but moreover y'all being very much the people who obsessed over toxic teen romances in your youth and never got to question that.

The obsession y'all have with being the only one and the chosen one to the one y'all fantasize about loving oozes out of your Lestat fetish.

Lestat is a complex character go ahead and make him your problematic fave, but do you need to ignore his race blindness? In the book and now in the series?

That man chose a black man to be his companion and picked him in one of the most scary and lonely moments of his life and made him something he can never take back. And it wasn't this pure freedom that Lestat wanted to gift Louis it's a different form of toture.

#YouChoseToDoThatTony

There is love between them, but to paint Lestat as this little meow who gave his all and yet it's not enough for Louis is so funny. Like ma'am what fid he actually give him? Cause he did not give him a world without racism and homophobia so.....

And I'm not saying that to shit on Lestat I enjoy his parts. I enjoy the toxicity. It's so real and the story overall is so aware of it and really playing with it. I swear to y'all you can enjoy a character without making him a good meow meow. You can acknowledge that for two people claiming to be in love they're making it really hard on each other and the place and time they're in does not lend itself to a happy romance.

[theghostofblackbunnymask]

TW: death, angst. Hi, can I please request quackity’s reaction if his romantic obsession died to protect him (like body blocked a deadly arrow or stab when quackity is on half hearts because they know he only has a canon life left) during an invasion of Las Nevadas? Maybe include the reaction of rest of the Las Nevadas crew that also cared about her if it not too much for you but thanks a lot either way.

Author's note- of course Love!

Warnings- Death, Toxic Relationship, implied past abuse, sad boy hours,

Quackity's Darling's death (Quackity +Las Nevadas Crew's Reaction)

He saw Y/N in front of him with the blade through their chest, their eyes being almost completely dead. Quackity would freeze in shock as he saw you fall forward.

"No... No no no no! Shit!"

Quackity would look at you until his legs just gave up, Quackity couldn't feel it but, he was crying. After everything he did to you, after all the trauma he gave you, you still protected him and gave up your last canon life to save him.

Quackity would never be able to forgive himself and he would kill and rein hell upon the people who invaded Las Nevadas, and kill the person who killed you.

Quackity would be depressed and wouldn't even leave his penthouse, and it gets so bad that the others have to motivate him to leave his penthouse and do his daily task.

Quackity gambling addiction would become so much worse and may even start to use alcohol as a coping mechanism.

Quackity would keep a picture of you and him in his pocket and would look at it whenever he missed you.

If you were to come back as a ghost, Quackity would be happy yet upset. Upset because it was just an empty shell of who you once were. And happy because you were back. So this would cause Quackity to toture Dream more often so he could get two revival books, one for Schlatt and one for you.

When Charlie found out about your death he would feel a emotion he never felt before, despair.

He promised you and Quackity that he would never let you turn to dust, so you and Quackity can be together forever but, he broke that promise.

Charlie would cry for the first time, surprising the entire crew and even himself.

Charlie wouldn't really be the same after that, and would cry everytime you were mentioned. And I can see him helping Quackity destroy the people who invaded Las Nevadas, the others would do the same too.

If you were to come back as a ghost, Charlie would be confused, you died, were you not on your last life? Then Quackity would say that it wasn't Y/N and it was their ghost, so they were still dead. Charlie would still be upset but would find comfort in your ghost.

Fundy knew it was going to happen sooner or later, but that doesn't mean he isn't upset about it.

Even if you and Fundy weren't close, he still genuinely cared about you and you cared about him, so seeing you die just hurt, you were like an older sibling to him.

Fundy cry once he's alone, and wouldn't go to work the next time Las Nevadas was open, just so he can process all of it.

Fundy would visit your grave and just talk to it when he needed to get something off of his chest.

If you were to come back as a ghost, Fundy would want nothing to do with it, he wants the real Y/N back, not some fucking ghost! Fundy would ignore and be very passive aggressive with your ghost and would do this until A, he just ignores your ghost all together or B, until you get revived.

Foolish would try to stay positive but it'd be really, really hard. You two were good friends, and just to have you die in that way would make him depressed

He'd make a tiny hand help statute of you and keep it on him, it's really comforting to him, and he'd make on for the others if they asked

He'd make your grave and funeral look really nice, and he'd make your grave stone out of diamond, emerald or gold, or your favorite block, and cover it with things you liked, such as your favorite flowers or any childhood stuff you had

If you came back as a ghost, he'd be over joyed.

Sam would find out when Quackity told him when he went to torture Dream.

Sam enjoyed your company and you make his work a bit easier, but, with you gone the prison was so quiet, it was to the point the slightest noise would make him flinch and look around

Sam would cry sometimes and Dream would hear it, if he ever asked what was wrong, he'd get aggressive and threaten to call Quackity

If you came back as a ghost, you're not coming to the prison, he can't have another Ghostbur case

Purpled would just be eerily quiet when Quackity told him. He'd just stare, hands in his hoodie as he picked at his fingers

He'd sit in his new UFO and just remember and think about all the conversations and times you helped him, Reuther that was his builds.or helping him with his issues, he'd remember it

He wouldn't show up to Las Nevadas for a while, to the point Quackity got genuinely concerned on if he committed suicide, so he'd send Charlie to look for him, and Charlie would just see Purpled lying down on the floor of his UFO, standing at the ceiling as he thought of the memories y'all shared.

[afriendlyblackhottie]

With your incredible Black!Reader content, id like to request a nasty ass threesome with Chris Evans and Henry Cavill😅💦

Two Timer

Summary: You’ve been fucking around with Chris and Henry and they finally found out about one another.

Pairings: Chris Evans x Black!Reader x Henry Cavill

Warnings: smut, swearing, cheating (?), mmf threesome, dub con (better safe than sorry), hands tied up, degradation, cumshot

(A/N: sorry I’m still struggling with mmf, but this was still fun to write. This is unedited 😬 Thanks for the request ☺️. Had to edit cuz my dumbass forgot the picture. Reblog always 💜 ✌🏾)

Tagging: @titty-teetee @queenoftheworldisdead @olyvoyl @liquorlaughslove @harrysthiccthighss @mariahthelioness29 @donutloverxo @hqneyyincc @zaddychris @iam-laiya

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It was bound to happen at some point.

You knew they were acquaintances at the very least. Had seen pictures of them together when you Googled them. They were both heartthrobs. Women everywhere wanted a piece of them. So when both of them showed interest you weren’t going to not take advantage of that.

You met Henry first. Had been done in by his old school charm. He was so debonair yet with this hint of shyness that made you kind of crazy. When he fucked you he made sure to take his time. Always leaving you breathless and satisfied. It was kind of hard to mess around when he lived on an entirely different continent.

When you’d met Chris it was only a few months later. At some event. He was kind of a goofball and had kept you laughing all night. Then you let him take you home where he pounded you all night. Letting that nice guy façade fall as he fucked the shit out of you.

Neither of them had talked to you about being exclusive. If anything you’d just assumed you were someone they occasionally fucked. It wasn’t until the both of them pretty much stormed into your house still dressed in their suits because they’d ran into each other at an event that you found out you were mistaken.

Which is how you’d ended up where you are now. Apparently they’d been talking about you to each other. Not that they’d noticed at first. Until they started to compare notes. Noticing insane specific similarities.

Now you were on your stomach with Henry using your mouth. He leaned forward to smack your ass. “Thought you could play us?” He grumbled. “Didn’t think we’d find out?” He thrusted making you taking him down your throat. He was just so big.

Chris had tied your hands up behind your back. Now holding onto them as he entered your wet heat. He smacked your ass. “Greedy little slut. How many more of my friends are you fucking?” He grunted as he slammed into you.

You moaned around Henry. Looking up with him with those sorrowful eyes. “Don’t feel bad now, Sweets,” he said. “Those pretty eyes aren’t getting you out of this.”

“Isn’t her mouth fucking perfect?” Chris grunted because even though you were trying to act like you hadn’t wanted it your pussy juices were dripping down his length like you did.

You were so tight around him. Every time felt like he was fucking you for the first time. The ways your walls tightened around him. Even then you still took him like a good girl. Now he knew it was because you were a cock hungry slut.

“So fucking perfect. I could cum down her little throat.” Henry groaned.

Every time Chris thrusted into you, it made you go forward so you could take Henry down your throat. You felt so full. Even though you were trying to act like you hated it you were in heaven.

You nodded enthusiastically as you looked up at him. “Oh, Henry, she wants it.”

“Yeah, whore? You want it? Want me to cum down your throat?” He baby talked at you and suddenly you were drunk off of cock. “Oh, Sweets, I knew you were a nasty girl, but I didn’t know you were like this.” He pulled you off of him, stroking his cock now. “Beg for it.”

You sniffled. “Can you cum down my throat please?”

“Is that what you want?” He grunted.

“Please?” You whined. Right at that moment Chris decided to start fucking into your spot making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Found that spot?” Henry smirked at the other man.

“Yeah you like when I hit your spot?” Chris asked.

You nodded, but were so lost in what he was doing that when you tried to open your mouth all that came out was this little squeak. Henry was still stroking himself in front of your face.

You opened your mouth again waiting for him to either enter or shoot his load into it. “Stay just like that,” he grunted.

Chris grabbed your hands so he could have better leverage as he slammed you down onto him. The force he was putting in was making your orgasm approach fast.

“I’m gonna cum,” you whimpered.

“I dunno, Henry. Think she deserves it?” Chris asked slowing down now.

“I think she’s done a good job at making it up to us, but we’ll need to spend all night reminding her,” Henry said.

“You’re lucky Henry is so nice, Baby. If it was only us I would toture that little cunt until you couldn’t take it and then torture it more.” His hips picked up speed again and you felt yourself explode around him giving you the most intense orgasm of your life.

“Oh god!”

Seeing you like that made Henry finally let go. Shooting his spunk all over your face and into your open mouth. Thick gobs of his cum covering your face. “That’s it, Sweets,” he groaned.

Chris followed not to far behind not being able to hold off for much longer either. Except he’d pulled out to shoot all along your ass.

Fuck you couldn’t wait to see how the rest of the night was going to play out.

[k3rm1e]

hello!! i hope its not much of a bother but could you write tommy x reader whos lovelanguage is quality time? ( platonic ofc ) also i hope you are having a good day :D

spend time with you

hello!! i hope its not much of a bother but could you write tommy x reader whos lovelanguage is quality time? ( platonic ofc ) also i hope you are having a good day :D

hi!! of course it’s not a bother, i’d be happy to write this :) since you didn’t put whether you wanted headcanons or a oneshot, i just went with a oneshot, if you want headcanons instead i’m perfectly fine with writing some <3

cw: cursing 

spend time with you:

  so, you were bored. and lonely. it wasn’t a big deal. you mean, it shouldn't be one. everyone gets lonely and bored, and sometimes the easiest solution is sitting in angst. so as much as try to wallow in solitude, the brain screams for a solution to the isolation. so there’s discord calls and tommyinnit.

  crawling off the hardwood floor, you walked over to your pc setup. you should stream. instead, you logged onto a random parkour server and called tommy. after a few seconds, he answered. “hey tom.”.

  “hello, bitch. what’s up?” tommy replied in a fake angry tone, before reverting back to his usual joking sound. even through his light and airy voice, you could hear the hidden concern. he worried too much, in your opinion. maybe, your brain reasoned back, there was a good reason for his worry.

  “nothing really. just bored, haven’t been out in a while. i’ve been doing in-person learning for a bit. haven’t had much time to talk to you all.” you had a calm facade, a facade that was thin enough for tommy to catch the lonely undertones in your words. you hadn’t been talking to people much, with school and testing. and it’s not like you had any friends from your school, that dream was whipped into the trashcan and then set on fire the moment you began to play video games on the internet for anyone to see. sure, some kids found it cool, but would they actually approach the silent kid to talk to them? no, of course not.

  “oh man, that sucks. have you been out much at all?” when you told him you hadn’t, you heard a thoughtful humming sound through the headphones. “well, you’re free this weekend, right? it’s only like a two hour drive from your place to mine.” the way he approached the idea of meeting up so casually, it was astounding to you. sure, you had gotten the vaccine so there were no covid issues, but meeting with someone you had been friends with online for a while now was a big deal. or maybe it wasn’t and your head had just taken it all in weird.

  “tommy, that is a big deal, you realize that right? for me to just go to your place, that needs planning.” you tried to play it off like he never excited you, like you were as casual about this.

  “oh, come on. planning isn’t that big a deal, besides, i wanna spend time with you!” his voice had risen, and you were once again astounded by the kid you were on call with.

  “yes, tom, i want to spend time with you, but i- i dunno, this is all sudden. i wouldn’t want to impose on you, or, or your family at all.”.

  “seriously, you think you’re gonna be imposing? my mother likes you more than she likes me, the only people you’d be imposing on are betty and walter. and as an act of forgiveness, you can take them on walks.” he had a confident voice, and you laughed.

  “ok, ok, tom. i’ll see, ask the parents.” he muttered a “good”, and the conversation topic had switched to what you would do if you did visit him.

  when you asked your parents about it, there was some confusion but with much pleading and phone calls back and forth between the adults, the ultimate decision had finally been reached. you were able to visit him for the weekend. after a long car ride and reassurances you would behave, you were let out of the car and into his house.

  “tommy! hi.” you ran up to him and greeted him with a hug, trying to grasp the absurd concept that you had finally met your best friend.

  he pulled out of the hug and stared at you, “so, what do you wanna do?”.

  you guys ended up visiting the nearby stores and parks, filming it for the tommy vlogs channel. you ran around, finally feeling better. okay, so maybe loneliness wasn’t a constant and unending toture. if feeling like shit was the only way to feel this way again, you would feel like shit for every weekday.

  “...” you were laying in the grass at the dog park, tired after taking the dogs for a walk and running around with them playing frisbee. tommy flopped next to you, betty laying down with him as walter continued to run around. he moved his hand to pet the dog. “... hey, tom?” you turned toward him as he made a hum of silent acknowledgement.

  “... thank you. seriously. i really needed this, just to get out and spend time with you.” you wished you could put on a natural and laid-back tone, instead of making it so obvious how you felt, baring your soul to the empty air. you were happy, but this conversation felt like you were being torn into.

  “why the hell are you thanking me? we’re friends, why wouldn’t i wanna spend time with you? don’t do stupid, there’s nothing to thank me for.” he turned his head to look at you and his face scrunched up. “stop looking so emotional n’ shit. it’s weirding me out.”

  your nose scrunched up as you laughed at him, smiling again. “ok tom, ok. i promise not to thank you for anything ever, ever again.”

  you heard him start a rebuttal, “well there’s nothing wrong with thanking me for other things, as i am very amazing and above others …”

i hope you liked this! it was a bit more angsty than i planned for but still a healthy amount. bit shorter bc tired though, sorry! anyways, have a lovely day!

[fennel-tea-and-nightshade]

TW: Discussion of self harm

The fact that Eli murderd her husband because she liked him and had feelings for him fucks me up so badly.

Of course, murdering someone because "I love you" isn't unheard of but I personally only know that mindeset from yanderes which Eli definitely isn't.

And actually, I thought about it. I've always said "Eli doesn't feel alot, she does it to feel something". Well, I'm not an expert but pretty sure psychologically, feeling "nothing" isn't possible. You know what's very possible though? Heavy dissociation that makes you feel like you feel feel nothing. Which, considering how Eli tries to think "logically" adds up. Her world view very much gives her the tools to numb her.

I don't think Eli doesn't feel "anything". But rather, I think she's so stuck into viewing the brutal sides of exiting, that it may very well be "nothing" to her. Think about, when she died what was the think that kept her going? It wasn't joy or pleasure for life, no it was pure and utter rage. Of course she would hold on to that feeling. But with every person she robs, with every person she totures and with every person she kills, she's just driving herself deeper and deeper in that hole and countines to make it worse and worse. She's actively harming herself by doing these things.

Speaking of self harm, did you know that many people do it so they can take control over their own pain? You could say they're actively trying to make a specific spot hurt so the other pains fade for a second. You get to take control.

So in a nutshell, Eliana is a woman who, due to trauma feels like she's so small that nothing she does actually has an impact, so to cope her brain has gone into "shut off" mode, which makes her feel cut off and numb most of the time. When she does become aware of her feelings, it's usually negtives feelings, because of course negative feelings are made to be more prominent. All postive feelings kinda get drowned out due to the numbess, which make her believe that in order to feel something she has to hurt. So she's trying to hurt herself.

And holy fucking shit. That's depressing.

[infinitymyth]

Part one

Hero chuckled as he read the letter for the fourth time.

The man standing at the doorway wringing his hands at what hero was going to do.. or more likely say next.

“come.” Hero demanded, not looking up from the papers sent to him by villain.

The messenger scrambled tripping over his two feet.

“Burn this shit,” hero said, handing the male the papers. “once their burned, bring me the ashes.”

The messenger nodded and ran out the room, the door slamming behind him. Hero sighed as he grabbed a piece of paper and a pen from his drawer.

Setting them on the desk he began writing.

I’m flattered that you wrote me a letter, darling. I’m honored to know you missed me.

And I’m amused by your attempts to scare me and I’m honored to know that your going to do the exact same thing you said you weren’t going to do..

Didn’t YOU say “ I’m never going to be like you!”

That time you were tied up to my chair. A collar with MY name around YOUR neck. My toture showing all over your delicate body.

My name carved into your very hipbone.. I bet it’s still there.

Anyways, I’ll be waiting for you hun. I’ll be exactly where you want me to be.. but don’t think that your going to have your way.

I won’t wish I was dead. I won’t ask for you to kill me.. I think it will be the very opposite.

You want to hurt me physically. And I understand what you want.

But I.. I want to hurt you emotionally. I don’t have to lay not one finger on you to break you.

I want you to feel the pain of a broken limb without the whispers of my hands across your body.

I want to break and remodel you. Last time you were my pet. You were my kitten, my pup my little mouse..

But you retaliated and ran away. Your an invasive species and I really don’t like hurting the earth, villain.

This time you’ll be mine. You’ll be something I own, and eventually,

Your gonna like it.

I bet this letter has you scared, huh…? Keep in mind that I haven’t seen it touched you and your already scared.

- sincerely hero.

A timid knock was sounded on the door. The messenger walking in with a small bottle of ashes.

Hero chuckled, wrapping the string into one of the holes of the paper. “ give this to him tomorrow. I wanna see his reaction when he tries to guess what those ashes are.”

[jams-sims]

I must have the worst fucking luck when it comes to Rimworld. Let me paint you this picture-

I start up rimworld, I put it on the easyist difficulty because I'm new to playing the game, and the last time I tried it, it was a mess. So my people land, I build a little base, we are doing okay-

Instantly I get a Mad Hare alert, I'm like okay let me get my gear and get ready. This is the start of the fucking end. I send one of my girlies out Lumpie, lumpie got a gun. Instantly idk why she's not shooting, and why I'm having a hard time killing the hare. I'm on console so everything is different and although cleaner than it PC brother. Shit doesn't make much sense. An also when you pick chill whatever the fuck her name is I guess no totural (fuck me I guess).

So after actually killing the hare! Lumpie is walking around hurt, lucky enough we have medkits and we lucked out and have a doctor. Sad part is I don't figure this out until she passes the fuck out and I frantically figure out how to a sign a bed as a sick bed. Luke picks her body up and put her in bed and takes care of her.

Crisis averted! Lumpie heals, and we keep making slow progress on the base.

I'm still trying to figure shit out, we get a trader! I get medkit and metal components things are looking up. Right about now I realize I need to get electricity going in the base.

Another attack happens, I'm like okay cool we handle this before we got this.

Sky- gets fucking DEMINTA! Wanders the forest.

(theirs Lumpie (she her), Luke (he him) and Sky (she her) 3 of these hoes)

I'm like okay- what the fuck? How? Thinking on it right now, she's probably older than I thought. Nevertheless she wanders the fucking forest, gets jumped and is kidnapped. Lumpie rushing out the ducking door last second watching as Sky is dragged out of bounds.

I once again struggled to get anyone drafted to fight. It's so fucking awkward to do, again they won't shoot.

I pause the game, I'm like no way in hell am I losing one of my settlement to one fucking dude. 3 reloads later, it's the dead of night, I get people drafted Lumpie won't shoot, she gets fucking down AGAIN. Luke the fucking doctor shankes the raider. Picks lumpie up again and puts her in medical area.

At the same time I realize the guy is alive and I'm like oh my god, I can capture him! I will finally have 4 people-

As they struggle to build the fucking doors to his wood be prison, the raider dies at the foot of our door as I get the starvation alert and Sky wanders again because of her fucking dementia. An the game is paused and I'm staring at Luke who just want to sleep and heal.

Like- I'm gonna have a mental fucking break are you kidding me!!!!!

[askcarla]

I think Carla used to be pure too pure he it was difficult to love and understand him because he was pure and clueless about. emotions to the point he come off as. unintentionally insensitive especially towards shin lol but was regardless loved. and admired for it he was not only the. strongest and wisest and most capable but. he had a charisma u can't help but want to. help him u could tell he was sincere and very. devoted to the well being of his clan u can't help but want to support him and. acknowledge his hard work and dedication to his clan well at least before the df .

and of course there was some that was envious of him being so loved and capable.

Df he became a sadistic vengeful bitter brute due to learning all of that from his dad that took pleasure in tormenting others to. achieving his goals especially towards yui to the point I was glad mene and his mom wasn't there to meet him .

I wonder how they and his clan members that supported and admired him would react if they saw how he changed in his df self. that he was no longer the once more pure dedicated wise and caring ruler and became. someone who will humiliate and toture people to force them to obey him instead of him formerly ruling through gaining the. support of others with his wise dedicated charisma i think they would be horrified (;_:).

Just look at how messed his relationship was with shin by df he didn't even hesitant to try and kill him when he had the chance(╥﹏╥) .

Le/cl he was like completely different person he was more like his original personality except he more sweet ,possessive ,horn*of. yui really good and wise husband and king and nice to his bro the only thing I don't like was when he tried to dominated yui into only. loving him and touching him when he. was jealous but I forgive him because he sweet and was so lonely for a unimaginable amount of time.

K: I mean—...Come on bro, if Brute Change wouldn't be a dark shit, then what's the point to call it 'Brute'!?!?

Carla Tsukinami is a character, who is Logician (INTP). Pretty sure so is Ruki?? I can understand these kind of character's approach because I personally kinda same too, struggle a lot with emotions.

Due to being so much determined on everything, and not being that much into feelings or emotions, he is quite insensitive.

It is true, and his whole DF route was a struggle for MC, helping Carla gaining that emotional feelings, out of his bounded and strict logic stuffs, like he was born to king and he needs to be perfect for that, is fact. But the feelings say he do not need to be too strict for it.

And I honestly enjoyed his whole route of DF, overall endings too. Carla himself mentioned he wasn't jealous (envy?) of Shin, he just wanted to be praised by his father. Even if once. He apparently fell in love with Yui in maniac I assume, he was not just sure about that feelings, that is why he might tried to ignore always thinking those are absurd. Like even u see, Carla did not even understand the love between Krone and Giesh! So yea, in short, his DF plot was basically these, bringing out that 'feelings' of Carla from logics.

And for Shin, all I will say—he loved his brother, he appreciated him and u can see that in Shin's route. I think the brute endings were just a misunderstanding, sadly. And i did not find that 180 degree in his characteristics changing. A friendly reminder that HEAVEN things count too. Considering that, it is ok, his typing regardless. Same for CL, since it took place before LE, so less character development. Same goes for DCDS too! Overall I'd say, it was not that 180 degree turn.

[missputotyra]

A Letter to MDZS’s Fandom

Dear, Anti Jiang Cheng(and Jin Guangyao) and Rabid JC Stan

Please stop Overreacting to Every postive/ Negative post about JC. I don’t care who Pounced first .I don’t care about the Canon of A novel with About 5 adaptations that everyone considers Different continuities,

1. Cause I have better stuff to read.

2. Out of Spite for the Canonmongers who are a lot of times Anti JC so I‘m really not ready to read this anymore of this novel besides looking up chapters to make stuff wasnt taken out of context with a clear mind.

3. The Translation sucks .

This isn’t about MDZS it’s about How Toxic The Anti’s and Stans are

JC Stans could You please Remember shove your headcanon back into corner when talking about Wangxian and Everything eles.

Lan Zhan was the Safest Person for Wei Wuxian to be around at the Start of Story , Jiang Cheng wanted to more than likely kill him.

Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng basically hates each other

Lan Zhan literally had a crush Wei Wuxian since they were juniors , Lan Zhan just saw his opportunity to have chance At Getting the man he waited 13 years for he was not stealing WWX from JC.

Also not everyone whose says something negative about JC is an Anti, I’ve said Stuff saying That Criticized JC as feeling like a character whose Roles could be Filled by other Characters he’s really feels like Character MXTX Kinda left unfinished like The w hole acting like Douche bag To make JC Sacrifice seem like a Surprise could’ve been great if MXTX Didnt make JC overly Aggressive and given blink it or miss hints making it fall flat .

Antis , You guys are actually horrible and are As bad as the Stans you Criticize . Actually You don’t Criticize them at all you Guys get mad go one of Anti JC Blogs to then basically gossip about them behind thier back. You guys Support blogs that response to asks of people posting URL to peoples blog post and Don’t even post a “ dont Harass this person .” cause you Assume Your audience are a bunch of Intellectual but Thier more High schools it’s like your asking for these blogs to get harassed. It’s gets worse when you find out the Anti JC community has gripes with an Actor from the Untamed.

Second, is that Most Anti have sticks up thier ass as if liking Wangxian cause their made to be Moral ideals and Reading A BL novel is going send you to heaven. While Condemning , people who like Jiang Cheng , Jin Guangyao or Xue Yang and show that Like in way outside of “ Uwu murder Daddy toture me .”

Yes I know thier Antagonist Cause You keep shoving novel Down my throat and saying ”Hey, look, listen “

on Repeat Like Your Navi from Zelda .What do want me to do

“ Aw Yess I see the error my ways , I hate JC now .”

I don’t care if You Think Rabid JC Stans complaining about the novel is annoying . It’s Thier fault for being Delusional and not separating Canon from Fanon and Anti JC’s Fault for making it worse by Persecuting the masses none of this about JC it’s about Fanon every good analysis of Canon!JC or even Madame Yu by Anti Jiang Cheng ruined by Trying to Shit on them Out of spite for the Fanon.

Third and one that Gets me the Most Upset , Your Preset Idea of what a JC stan/fan is and Some of the disgustingly common insults in the Anti JC community .

You think that JC stan/ Fan project an Allegedly toxic personality on to JC and treat people like shit and basically instill a lot of Ableism by impling that projecting Feeling on to a Fictional man is more Toxic than projecting them on to I don’t your real life or online friends , or Your family . You think someone who made a postive statement about Jiang Cheng either can’t read or Lacks comprehension .

You call people Hypocrite for Being LGBTQ+ and liking/loving Jiang Cheng

Try an claim Soften up Fanon JC Is cause Death of the Author i.

MXTX is alive and can still disapprove fanon right away . MXTX is a normal person who wrote three BL novels series and got famous causing other Danmei Authors to surface After her. MXTX is a writer meaning we have to assume anything she says in interviews about character its Her making a gist of a characters personality meaning Her saying Jiang Cheng is a Nice Guy with terrible personality and say he’s embodies all ten Poisons don’t contradict each other she saying same thing.

Why am I writings cause I was almost pushed Away from even exploring Scum Villian Saving System and Heaven’s Offical Blessing cause MDZS Fandom gave me the wrong in impression of all MXTX’s Fandom that thier going to hate me if I like the Wrong Characters I could unknowingly screw myself. Its not bad yet but Antis and Stans need stop thinking in black and White. You have to make your minds 50 shade Gray to get the whole picture . You guys make are making Pokémon fans Seem like an antidote .

From

MissPutotyra

[rebelwrites]

Chapter Fourteen: I Need You - Lola (NSFW)

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This Months Writing

“Come with me Red” Grayson smirked, linking his hand with mine and started pulling me through the crowd, until they were in the back garden.

“Just so you know, if you try to kill me I have my knife on me” I giggled, the alcohol mixed with Grayson’s scent completely getting to my head.

“I don’t even want to know” he laughed, shaking his head as he pressed me against the brick wall.

“I know how to hide things” I whispered, biting my lip, I could feel Grayson pressing up against me and knew I had an effect on him, that was obvious by the hardness that pressed against my thigh. “Unlike some people”

“What can I say Princess, this dress is making me want to do things” he growled running his thumb over my lips “and you biting this lip isn’t helping matters. I also don’t like how many people have been eyeing you up tonight. But I’m not surprised”

“Not my fault” I shrugged trying to keep my breathing calm “and plus it’s not like you control me anyway, it’s a free world Grayson I can do what the fuck I want” I was trying to remain calm but my body was going to give the game away sooner or later. “God I fucking hate you, you think you are god's gift. Word of advise people would probably like you more if you wasn’t an alpha-hole”

“That’s twice you have called me an alpha-hole tonight, I can show you how alpha I can be baby” he smirked, his hand wrapped around my throat causing my breath to hitch, which only made his smirk grow and his eye clouded over with lust. “I think Princess that this is just a front, you want me and you want me as bad as I want you, and don’t even begin to deny it because your breathing and heart rate tell me a completely different story”

His lips were hovering over mine whilst he kept his hand around my throat. I mentally cursed myself for how wet he was making me.

“I hate you,” I said breathlessly.

“And I hate you too Red” he growled as his hand landed on my hip, rolling his own hips into me causing me to softly moan. I could see in his eyes, he loved how I was melting under his touch, submitting to him. “How about I show you how much?”

Without warning his lips connected with mine and the sense of euphoria I got was out of this world, how can one kiss make you feel like I was floating. I was pinned against the wall, his hips grinding against mine, his hand around my throat and lips that tasted like heaven. It was at this moment I knew I was in trouble.

Big trouble.

But now I didn’t care as I managed to nod under his grasp.

“I want you to say the words Princess or nothing happens” he whispered against my lips.

“I need you Gray”

“God you have been driving me insane all night” Grayson breathed against my neck as he pushed me into his room. “I swear you wore this to tease the shit out of me”

“Maybe I did” I moaned as I felt him nip my skin as his fingers found the zip of my dress. The feeling of his fingers slowly brushing against my skin as he unzipped my dress was toture and he was doing it on purpose.

“Gray please” I breathed leaning back into him wrapping my arms around his neck, scraping my nails against his scalp. “Please stop teasing”

“Maybe you deserve teasing because that’s all you have done to me all night” he smirked against my skin as he finally finished unzipping me and moved so he was standing in front of me.

Taking a deep breath as he hooked his fingers under the straps of my dress, sliding them off my shoulders letting the material of the dress drop, pooling around my feet. I was now standing there in my red lace bra and matching thong. Grayson’s eyes darkened with lust as he sucked his bottom lip into his mouth as he planted his hands on my hips, brushing my skin with his thumb. I knew I was wet, and I physically ached to feel him.

“This isn’t fair” I breathed as he nipped my skin “you are wearing far too many clothes”

“Well let’s change that shall we Princess” he smirked against my skin, placing a tender kiss before pulling away from me. Spinning around so I was facing him.

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and I knew he was doing it on purpose. As more buttons came undone the flashes of ink were revealed, if I wasn’t feeling weak for him before I definitely was now. Every guy I had been with had tattoos. Soon enough his shirt was unbuttoned and he was shrugging it off his shoulders. Just looking at him made my body tingle, I wanted to kiss every inch of his tattooed skin. I couldn’t help it as I bit down on my bottom lip.

“Like what you see Red?” He smirked as I took a step closer to him, placing my hands on his chest, slowly running my fingers over his abs.

“Mmmm very much” I whispered running my fingers along the waist band on his suit trousers, taking note of just how hard he was. “Why didn’t you tell me you were covered”

“I guess I never came up” he chuckled “why have a thing for tattoos?”

“I have a definite type of men” I laughed as I fiddled with the button of this trousers.

“Oh yeah”

“Yeah, your typical bad boy, covered in tattoos the ones that could break your heart and give you earth shattering orgasms” I breathed as I pushed his trousers down leaving him standing in his Calvin Kleins, revealing more tattoos, I slowly grazed my fingers over his erect dick causing him to ram a breath before sucking his bottom lip into his mouth “I was confused because you didn’t fit my type but I guess I was wrong”

“Looks can be deceiving sweetheart” he moaned as I palmed his dick through his boxers. “But how about I show you an earth shattering orgasm”

I swear I came on the spot, every inch of my body was tingling as he ran his hands over it.

“Just looking at you, I know you are going to taste so sweet” he growled, unclipping my bra and throwing it on the ground, before pushing me down onto the bed. As soon as my back made contact he slipped my heels off before kissing every inch of my skin agonisingly slow.

After what felt like centuries he finally reached where I needed him the most. The feeling of his finger running across my heat through the lace made me squirm.

“Please Gray” I said practically begging at this point.

“As you wish” he smirked as he pulled my thong down my things until he could pull them off, tossing them somewhere in the room.

Without warning he licked between my wet folds making his way to my throbbing clit making me moan out trying to grab anything I could. Tangling my fingers in his hair, I bucked my hips trying to get more friction. The feeling on his tongue was out of this world. I couldn’t stop the moans now as he slipped a finger in.

“Fuck Princess you are so fucking wet” he growled against my clit, the vibrations adding to the feeling of euphoria. “Is this how wet I make you normally?”

“God yes Gray” I moaned as he slipped another finger in, curling just right to hit the spot. I couldn’t stop my moans at this point as I rode his fingers trying to chase the high that was building. Everything felt like it was going in slow motion, every breath he took tickling my skin in the right way. I never wanted this feeling to end.

“Not so fast Princess” he smirked pulling his fingers out, placing them in his mouth sucking them clean “when you cum it will be around my cock”

I was in a daze from the feeling of his fingers and tongue. I didn’t even notice him putting the condom on until I felt him push into me, without any warning. My legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer, getting him deeper as he thrust.

“Fuck Gray” I moaned wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down to me. Slamming my lips against his. I could still taste myself on his lips making this even hotter. The kiss was hot, messy and full of lust. “Oh god that’s the spot, please don’t stop”

“Shit Princess you are so tight” he grunted as he picked his pace up. “I can feel you holding back, don’t hold back Princess. I want you to cum around my dick, I want to feel you tighten around me. I want to know how good I make you feel”

Well his words did it, they pushed me over the edge as I dug my nails into his muscular back as my orgasm washed over me, my body twitching as I clung into him. But he didn’t stop, he kept thrusting, as I was coming down from one orgasm I could feel his dick twitch inside me before he buried his face into my neck grunting as he found the same high I just did.

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