#make them as brutual as you want

[konigsblog]

༉‧₊˚. sharpened claws

soap x f!reader ...

kinktober masterlist. (day 10, werewolf)

warnings: werewolf, hybrid, johnny is cruel and brutual, blowjobs, face fucking, hair pulling, spitting, degrading, female and male masturbation.

word count: 3.5k

a/n: for those wondering, requests are closed as i have over 200... yeah, i'm working my way through them as quick as possible! they will be turned on when i feel satisfied.

Johnny always had to be muzzled when he was in his werewolf form, otherwise you'd be left with bite marks and scratches all over your body.

He hated being muzzled. He despised it. He'd always back away when you attempted to put it around his jaw, growling and snarling at you for attempting to restrict him.

The moon became whole, and he began howling loudly. Any attempt at hushing him was deemed useless as he only continued, ignoring how you barked orders at him.

“Johnny, stop it!” you scolded, grasping at his collar and attempting to drag his heavy bodyweight back into the dog cage. Johnny didn't approve of this. As he snarled, he stood to his full 8ft potential in height, grasping at your poor, innocent body and throwing you to your knees.

He was going through heat, desperate to rut against your precious lace panties whenever he could. It would usually end in him being locked in that god forbid dog cage. He wasn't a dog, he was a werewolf, and he'd make sure you got that through your thick skull by the time he was through with you.

Large, furry paws grasped your hair tightly, angling your chin towards him. His eyes were white with anger and desperation, his hard cock already leaking at the sight of your obedience. Johnny would be taking charge now.

Now that he had you trembling and shaking beneath him, he could have his way, despite how wrong and taboo it felt to be taking his owners role. “When will ye' learn to stop fuckin' orderin' me about?!” his voice was laced with frustration as he grinded his wet, hard heat against your face slowly, rubbing it back and forth as his tip leaked and seeped white, sticky precum.

“Don't'ye want tae make it up tae me, bonnie?” he practically whispered out. The sheer size of him was enough to scare you into obedience, a vulnerable mess beneath the large, soft figure. You nodded, meekly taking his girth into your hand, stroking it slowly while maintaining eye contact with the beast.

“Good lass.” you shuddered at his praise, slowly licking around his head and collecting his arousal onto your tongue. Johnny's breath hitched before it became laboured. The wet sensation of your tongue against his huge cock was enough to have him growling out chants, praising you for listening.

You wrapped your lips around him, slowly easing down. It was hard, a struggle to fit his width into your mouth. Your eyes watered as you felt him hit the back of your throat, the intense grip on your head threatening you to be good for him.

Johnny gradually pushed you down, groaning when your tongue rested flat against his shaft. “Relax tha' throat f'me, princess...” he pushed his broad hips up against your face, forcing his dick further down your throat, gasping when you pushed you to the base. You grasped his fur covered thighs tightly.

God, that worried and petrified expression was to die for. He petted you like an eager dog, chuckling at your suprise. He rutted against your face, panting and growling out as he felt your lips tighten around him nicely. “God,— filthy fuckin' slag, huh? Ain't'cha just a delight?” his pace grew faster as the knot in his stomach began, full and heavy balls slapping against your face occasionally, wet and dripping, his musk prominent.

You babbled out around him, incoherent as he continued to ruin your pretty face. His thrusts grew erratic as he thrusted his erect sex down your wet throat. You fought the urge to sob, but the harsh gags caused tears to stream down your pretty face, your eyes raw as they flowed from your waterline.

A moan left his throat, his heavy ballsack wet from your drool and his pink, thick tip leaking into your throat. Fast and brutual thrusts caused you to panic and attempt to breathe through your nose, his thick fingers pinching your nose to mess with your mind.

“Ye' wanna breathe, aye? Better make me cum then, nuisance.” you choked on sobs as he forced his lengthy size down your throat, not caring one bit about you. He could feel himself getting closer as he rutted harshly into your face, his veiny shaft rubbing against your tongue as he face fucked you until tears.

“Naughty tease.” he spit, a fat glob of saliva landing onto your face. He tugged and yanked at your hair, forcing your head to move at the same rhythm of his hips. “Oh, fuck— God, bonnie–hah... Jesus, I'm gonna fuckin' ruin this throat...” he grew even faster, slamming his cock down your throat before spurting out thick strings of seed.

You gagged on it, it was impossible not to. A sob left your lips as he pulled away, leaving you breathless as he spurted the rest of his load onto your face, covering your face in his thick cum. He grumbled, throwing his head back. Your hands still grasping at his hips and your face ruined with tears. You cried out, your pussy leaking for attention, those pretty lace panties ruined from your arousal.

Slowly, he lifted you into his arms. He held you in his burly arms and pushed your cunt against his face whilst standing up, your hands immediately grasping at his ears as ripped your panties off using his canines. The second he had access to your gorgeous cunt, he was lapping over it, collecting your juices onto his tongue. He made no effort to avoid biting you, instead covering your thighs in bite marks to show dominance and control over you.

He swirled the tip of his tongue against your stimulated and sensitive clit, your stuttered sobs and moans making him chuckle into your sex. “Taste so sweet, mmh', fuck, baby...” Johnny's voice was pussydrunk, drunk and addicted to your sweetness.

The werewolf curled his tongue inside your hole, flicking your clit, his face covered in your slick as you grinded against him, squirting all down his chest. You came with a scream, your core tightening as you wiped your tears with the back of your palm, rubbing your cunt to soothe the sensation rushing through you.

He threw you onto the couch, panting beside you, his fur covered in sweet musk. Your poor pussy was so sloppy for him, he couldn't help but slobber all over your sex until it was covered in his drool.

“Look at yerself, bonnie. A complete mess, huh? Just couldn't help myself, 'm sorry.” brushing the hair from your pretty face, his cum still caught in your hair and running down your cheeks and chin.

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[massivechildturtle]

Astro Notes~

🍁-scorpio placements have a liking for cats(they are most of the times the cat person instead of a dog person) .

🍁-Aries north node often go through a hard time to quit people pleasing.. They are however meant to be blunt and to have the idfc attitude with them.

🍁-kids with gemini placements (especially sun) can be quite irritating to be around.. They're just so curious abt everything.. They'll open up ur drawers, check ur medicines, smell ur perfume bottle(just a young cute gemini.. They're so cute tho🥺) .

🍁-most of the Capricorn placements are religious and can be quite protective about their beliefs.

🍁-men with prominent aries and leo placements are mostly average or short im height but on the other hand Sagittarius men are quite big and tall.

🍁-people with sun in 10th house have to put more efforts than normal people in order to get fulfilling results its sometimes difficult but saturn reward these people with good karma.

🍁-dont mess with people with saturn placements/Capricorn stellium.. Karma really would come for u cuz saturn is the ruling planet of Capricorn (same goes if these people do bad to others.. They instantly get the karma).

🍁-leos are really the truest best friends... If u want a brutually honest advice, go to a leo placement.. They would never sugarcoat shit to just make u feel good.. Love them seriously🫶.

Hey y'all lemme know wht are your views on this one

Love you guysss

See yaaa~

[rubyreduji]

do you have any idea for street racer woozi? like from anyone performance 🤭

i have answered another ask like this before and you can find it here (it got com labeled </3)

BUT I WILL GIVE MORE THOUGHTS (under the cut tho bc its schmexy lol)

he's wear his racing gloves like...all the time and you appreciate his hands a lot but you rarely see them in their whole...that is unless he's fingering you

he wouldn't want the nice leather of his gloves to be ruined by your jucies so he always takes them off and you get to worship the beauty of his full hands, while he brutually fucks you with them, sticking them in your mouth when he's done

sometimes when he's working on his car you'll go visit him in the shop and boy is it a sight to see...jihoon in a pair of old jeans and a plain black t-shirt, grease on his hands and a rag thrown over his shoulder as he works to get his car in perfect shape

the only thing he cares about more than his car is you so when the other racers get too close to you he's quick to not only beat them in their race, but also let everyone know you're his

jihoon likes to bring you along for the race when you're not on flag girl duties, letting you sit in his passenger seat as his good luck charm. he always smokes the competition when you're next to him and you wonder if really are his good luck charm (those days he always fucks you the sweetest)

sometimes jihoon lets you drive his car, letting you go wild as you speed down the streets. you're no where near as good as jihoon but you giggle the whole time which makes jihoon grin

back when you were first learning how to drive his car though, you played more clueless than you were, just so jihoon could explain everything to you (you can't help he's incredibly sexy when he talks about his passions)

the day after jihoon won his 50th race he gives you a gift: his signature racing jacket, warm and worn from the years of wear. you're incredibly touched at the gesture and later that night he fucks you on the hood of his car, in nothing but the jacket

[naishite]

For Kinktober you could do Ayato getting jealous and tying us up with Shibari!

 ✿ i love you for requesting yes my love here u go (new layout guys)  

Kinktober, Day 16 , Shibari + Jealousy

 ✿ Kamisato Ayato

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NSFW UNDER THE CUT

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Kamisato Ayato is a very busy man, being the Head of the Kamisato Clan is a very diffcult title to withhold — nevertheless to keep up with the ever difficult skyrocketing standards.

You keep him company, such as playing board games with him, going out to walk, you do the things that he does with Thoma. Whenever Thoma is away you fill into his spot, accompanying Ayato.

However recently for some reason Thoma has been away more then usual. Even weirder, it does not sway Ayato in the slightest even though they are close.

You ever don’t question it.

Thoma is out again and you have to accompany Ayato to a “party”; aka just business.

During the party men swoon over you, either to get you to get with them or to get closer with your employer. Regardless of their intentions Ayato doesn’t seem pleased with the consistent attention you’re attracting.

You gives small glances to Ayato, catching his watchful gaze at you from the corner of his eye whilst mingling with others about business.

You feel your heart swell whenever you exhcange looks — the tension between you two gets thicker whilst igniting a swirling feeling in your stomach.

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“Did you like that? Giving so much attention to those desperate men out there?” he says, looming over your tied up body.

Your chest heaves, nipples hard and cunt soaking — you squirm under the constraints he put on you.

He grazes his hand over your clit making you arch your back, wanting more of his touch, but he just pushes your hips down the bed in response to your desperation for pleasure.

“Haah… no! I didn’t enjoy it, sir what do you mean?!” you say pleadingly. Your cunt begins to ache from the lack of attention and you whine, thrusting your hips up.

“Don’t play dumb with me… You knew what you were doing. What now? Has your ego gotten so inflated you’vr decided to push your luck with your employer you slut?”

He pinches your clit harshly, making you buck your hips as he adds more pressure to your sensitive bud.

You’re absolutely disshelved, your lips are parted and your eyes are fluttering — battling to keep the eye contact between you two.

But his eyes make this even more intimidating, it makes your sloppy cunt swell with desire.

“Answer me.” He put in one finger into your sopping hole, curling his fingers within you — errupting a mewl from your shaking body.

“‘m sorry!! sir I promise I didn’t mean to make you upset… haah! m-more ‘lease!” you whimper. Your pathetic moaning makes his pulse quicken as he slides in another finger.

“Well since you asked so nicely…”.

He tugs on your restraints, and toys with the ones above your head — the ones binding your wrist’s together.

He sloppily shoves his slender fingers in and out of you listening closely to every moan and whine coming out of your mouth.

“ I’m… so ‘lose!! don’t stop please!” you plead to him.

He doesn’t stop his brutual pace on your wet cunt and goes even faster, his thumb toying with your clit.

He notices how close you are and pulle out his fingers as soon as your thighs start trembling. You let out a gasp and whine from the emptiness in your needy cunt.

“nooo! sir why!? i was so close!!” you pout and your eyes water from his cruelty.

“I’m sorry, I really am, however I’m still not over your little stunt earlier at the party. We’re going to keep going until your cunt can’t take it anymore. That’s how you’re going to apologize to me”

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[spaceagebachelormann]

doing your makeup with phantom of the opera characters !

✧ warnings: none!

✧ characters included: christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagny, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

✧ additional info: these can be read as any versions! however characters like christine and meg are mainly based off the book and musical versions :) can also be read platonically OR romantically

✧ nav. — m.list

*ೃ༄ christine daaé

she does her makeup with you!

i feel like she prefers doing hers with someone in the room so she can a second opinion on how hers looks and she’ll do the same for them

she’d probably ask you to help her put some of it on cause book!christine canonically has bad vision

and she’d ask to do some of urs for funsies :)

despite her bad eyesight i feel like she’s actually very good at it cause she’s gotten used to it

overall a very nice experience cause christine is such a cutie <3

ೃ༄ erik destler

he’s intrigued

i feel like he also knows how to do makeup cause he wanted to cover up his face

anyway!! he’d only know how to use foundation and stuff for ur skin so hes rlly interested in mascara and eyeliner and eyeshadow and that stuff

100% let’s u try lipsticks on his arm

he also gives u his honest opinion on ur makeup when ur finished or almost finished (i hc hes brutually honest)

he also asks like a lot of questions

“what’s this” and he’s holding ur highlighter

probably also wants u to put some on him but is too afraid to ask

ೃ༄ raoul de chagny

he’s kind of like christine

but he’s much more energetic abt it

will suggest u wear the sparkliest eyeshadow he can find 😭

other than that he knows literally nothing about makeup but still wants to try and do it for you

and it’s best to say no because chances are he’ll fuck it up (badly)

he’ll also randomly pick something up and put it on himself for funsies

when he finds ur blush he’ll put them directly on his cheeks in circles like when little kids find their moms makeup

probably takes forever to clean him up too

he’s rlly inquisitive during it and asks nonstop questions but most of them are just to be annoying

ೃ༄ meg giry

almost the same as raoul but she mainly just yaps the whole time

it’s actually a very calming experience with her surprisingly

u just sit there and do ur thing and she’ll mind her own business and talk abt her day and asks abt urs too!

it’s also a gossip session

“i heard that carlotta might get fired and replaced by christine” is probably a common one

another one who’s brutually honest and gives her opinion

is not afraid to tell u if u look like shit but like 99% of the time she tells u look absolutely lovely

ೃ༄ carlotta giudicelli

so as we all know she’s kinda mean.. so she’s also very honest about your makeup

if your friends she’ll most likely just be saying it to make sure u look ur best, even if she is a little rude about it

if she doesn’t like you she just wants to piss you off

but she probably also wouldn’t be there if y’all weren’t friends

i feel like if u were taking too long or just didn’t look good enough (to her standards) she’d just be like “oh my god let me” and start doing it for u

if she’s not doing that she’ll use the time to practice her singing

she enjoys ur company and probably becomes nicer during this time <3

taglist : @faerieroyal (ik ur not on my phantom taglist but i love attention 😭)

[goodqueenaly]

do you think tywin ordered gregor to rape elia, or did he "just" order gregor to murder her brutually?

Does it matter?

Is Tywin absolved of guilt for Elia's death (and the horrific manner of it) if he did not literally say the words "ok Gregor, now when you get inside the Red Keep I want you to make sure you brutally rape Princess Elia before you murder her"? Does Tywin get to shift the blame entirely to Gregor, as he asserts to Tyrion, for the rape and murder of Elia, because, he, Tywin, "did not tell him to spare her"?

Whatever Tywin told Gregor with respect to Elia (and I tend to doubt Tywin's insistence that he did not personally want to take vengeance on Elia, given how petty and thin-skinned Tywin always was), Tywin undoubtedly sent a brutal, sadistic young knight (along with Amory Lorch, another brutal knight) to murder an infant in the care of that baby's own mother. Tywin picked Gregor Clegane specifically and gave at least that specific order. This was not a situation like, say, the northmen who murdered the tavern women along the Red Fork, where an independent loyalist band for a certain faction took it upon itself to commit horrific crimes against the (perceived) enemies of its faction (though even there, I think, the story very much wants readers to consider how those actions reflect on the nobility of Robb's faction); this was Tywin giving an order to a hand-picked soldier - a man who was "huge and terrible in battle" - to terrorize noncombatants and murder an infant. The blood was on Tywin's hands for Elia's death and the circumstances of it, just as much as it was on Gregor's (and just as it was on Amory Lorch's for the murder of Rhaenys).

This is a point that the story underlines again and again - Tywin cannot escape blame for his crimes simply because he raised his hands and said "well, I didn't swing the sword, I didn't say 'do xyz'". Think about his attempts to outsource his terror program in the Riverlands initially to Gregor Clegane, a clumsy ruse that Ned saw right through back in AGOT. Think about Tywin's facially hypocritical declaration to the small council in ASOS that he would give Prince Doran Martell "the justice Robert denied him for the murder of his sister Elia and her children", a ridiculous promise that Tyrion gleefully (if silently) mocked. Think about Tywin's flimsy excuse when Tyrion points out the breach of guest right at the Red Wedding - "The blood is on Walder Frey's hands, not mine" - and his distaste at Tyrion referring to his, Tywin's, "plotting" with Walder Frey for the massacre - a recognition that he, Tywin, was no better than Walder in breaching arguably the most fundamental Westerosi socio-political tradition to murder Robb Stark and his men. The horrific rape and murder of Elia Martell is no different: Tywin not only specifically empowered two bloodthirsty, terrible men to carry out the murders of innocent children with the full knowledge that their mother was living with them (and so every reason to expect her to fight for their survival), but chucked the dead Amory Lorch's body under the bus to explain Elia's murder explicitly so that his favorite attack dog Gregor could live to terrorize another day. What Gregor did, in Tywin's name and with at least some direction from Tywin, falls on Tywin too.

[ofmoonlitmagic]

❛  i'm telling you, this is all playing out exactly like my dream.  ❜ (nova bahahahaha)

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑺 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

( continued from x )

He couldn't get through the boundary, the irony it was his own damn spell keeping him from her was not lost on him, but he could stand right here. "I think you're missing the point," he replied, mimicking her measured, bullshit tone, "she may not have been my wife at the gala, but I would defend that girl regardless."

His blood was boiling, but in the way it had on the night in question, in a way that awakened every sense. It cleared his mind, fueled every ounce of vitriole about to come her way.

❛  i'm telling you, this is all playing out exactly like my dream.  ❜

"You are new to the supernatural sphere, so let me once again remind you of your privilege in this world, Nov. You walked into the gala as a human, a name that whether you like it or not comes with both money and power. The OEA was always going to kiss your ass. 'Emotions were high'? I get that you saw some dead bodies, and you didn't know where your precious TJ went. He was hiding in a closet by the way, and if he told you I threatened him to get him to move his ass and do something, I absolutely did that. Billie, on the other hand, was forced to watch her friend, my best friend, brutually murdered, tortured, and then she was put back in a cage. All the death in that building, she could feel it. So when she made it out of that building and she told you to back off, that is all you should have done. Full fucking stop, Nova! What you did after that is on you. If anyone damned Nana, you did because Billie asked you and your fancy costume to walk away. I won't argue beliefs with you, but you're not gonna blame her for that. I'm not gonna stand here and listen to that. I saw her right before she left, I know what she looked like, so I know what you saw, what you ignored, what you used magic against."

Her apologies meant nothing because she didn't mean them. She wasn't sorry while she was still making excuses for her behavior. "Remember that day with TJ? The one you're apologizing for? Remember how I tried to walk away? Are you noticing a pattern between you and your beloved? Again, there's that privilege. I have tried to explain this to you so many times. The OEA wants us eradicated, it's that fancy little E in the middle of their name, and they are willing to do whatever it takes: murder, torture, experimentation, political games. They are doing it all. As a witch, you're gonna need to figure that out real quick if you're going to survive."

He was wasting breath, and maybe he couldn't get in but she couldn't get out. She made herself a little prison as long as he stood here. So he was going to stand here. The only good thing about him was Billie, but he was still no stranger to be an asshole when circumstances called for it, when making sure people who hurt her didn't come back for her.

"Maybe I should have been more succinct," he tossed back at her, as he stepped forward as close to the barrier as he could get, "and I sure hope you're listening to me." His eyes shifted into a glowing golden hue as he drew on the power from his wedding ring, and he looked directly at her. "If you lay a finger or a spell on my wife again, you better start runnin'. Not back here because this boundary won't save you then, but wherever your connections and your money can take you because I will come after you. And you will not want me to find you, do you understand?"

From one blink to the next, the shade of his eyes returned to their usual blue. "You gotta take accountability for your shit, Nova. I know you were probably thinking while you were apologizing that I wasn't going to believe you, and you're right. I don't. Because the very next breath, you're blaming Billie for reacting verbally after the hell that gala was while you reacted violently and physically. That tells me everything I need to know about what you still don't understand. I warned you about the OEA, and you didn't listen to me. You're still not listening to me, so how dare you say I'm not listening? You had the OEA escaping, but you didn't bother them. No, you came at the wounded banshee and demanded from her what you are not owed."

Exhaling, he had to stop at some point, but he had so much to say to her. So much he wanted to ask her, to understand. "But you said it better than I could: we were friends. We're not now. That has never been clearer. Hope your dream ended better than this."

[vegaprose]

Percy is grinning in delight. It's April 1st so, that gives him an excuse to mess with the rest of guys that he shares the office with. Today, it was Brutual. Tomorrow, if god can forgive him, it'll be Paul. All of Brutual's pens have been glued to his desk and placed strategically so they appear untampered with. He also added a splash of egg whites into Brutual's coffee when he was out of the room and the others busy in some other department. Now he waits.

@narrativebuilt

Brutus  seemed  to  stroll  rather  lazily  into  the  office  a  good  fifteen  minutes  after  being  called  to  one  of  the  cells.  Del  had  been  howling  for  him  for  the  last  half  hour  because  Paul  wasn't  readily  available  on  the  block  at  the  moment  and  there  wasn't  a  chance  in  hell  that  he  was  going  to  call  on  Percy.  Brutus  knew  that  well  and  he  wouldn't  put  Del  through  such  a  thing,  regardless  of  the  unspeakable  things  he  had  done  in  life. 

One  of  his  own  personal  rules  on  the  mile  was  to  keep  the  inmates  as  comfortable  as  possible,  especially  because  of  the  strain  they  were  already  under.  Subjecting  them  to  further  aggrevation  would  only  worsen  matters  for  everyone  involved.  So,  he  made  it  a  point  to  be  of  use  where  possible  and  today,  that  came  in  the  form  of  gathering  all  the  bits  and  pieces  that  Del  requested  for  his  new  mouse  friend.

No  one  was  overly  thrilled  with  the  idea  of  a  critter  scampering  about  on  the  mile  but  it  seemed  to  quiet  most  of  the  down  a  considerable  amount,  being  so  entertained  by  the  little  fuzzy  thing  as  they  were.  It  made  a  change  from  the  usual  dull,  endless  days,  with  absolutely  no  activity  at  all.  So,  to  keep  the  peace,  they  allowed  the  mouse.

Upon  his  return  to  his  desk,  after  adjusting  his  chair  and  straightening  out  his  clothes  a  little  after  taking  a  seat,  Brutus  reached  for  his  coffee  immediately,  downing  a  really  good  mouthful  of  the  liquid  and  almost  hacking  it  back  up  again,  though  it  was  a  bit  late  for  that  seeing  as  he  had  swallowed  it  already.  The  aftertaste  had  him  yell,  raging  eyes  darting  over  toward  Percy  who  looked  completely  innocent,  busying  himself  for  once  with  his  own  paperwork.  It  almost  made  Brutus  want  to  silence  himself.

"  What  kinda  shit  you  gone  and  put  in  my  coffee  you  little  asshole?  "  he  says,  placing  the  mug  back  down  on  the  desk  and  making  a  mental  note  to  order  Percy  to  make  a  secondary  coffee  for  him,  just  for  the  hassle.  "  You  gonna  replace  that  or  do  I  have  to  rip  off  an  ear?  "  he  adds,  a  snarl  in  place  of  his  usual  stoic  expression.

Huffing,  he  turns  his  attention  back  to  the  paperwork  on  the  desk  in  front  of  him,  a  none  too  pleased  realisation  that  Percy  probably  isn't  going  to  resolve  the  problem  at  all  and  he's  going  to  have  to  go  make  himself  another  coffee  at  some  point.  This  only  angers  him  further,  being  the  opposite  of  a  morning  person  and  with  the  hour  on  the  clock  having  not  even  reached  8am  yet.  He  needed  his  coffee  to  get  himself  through  the  day,  but  that  could  wait  a  little  while  at  least.

Reaching  over  the  papers  to  the  nearest  pen,  he  finds  that  it  won't  be  picked  up  at  all,  which  sends  him  spinning  into  another  outburst,  though  somehow  he  manages  to  keep  his  cool  this  time  around.  It  makes  him  no  less  of  a  threat  to  Percy,  though,  as  the  look  in  his  eyes  usually  evokes  the  sort  of  temper  building  inside  him,  which  more  often  than  not  sends  the  younger  male  running  with  his  tail  between  his  legs  and  yet,  Percy  just  sits  there  at  his  own  desk,  watching  with  a  stupified  look  upon  a  very  punchable  face.

"  You  have  thirty  seconds  to  remedy  all  of  this,  you  shit,  "  he  barks.

[evansencezz]

^(#｀∀´)_Ψ･･・･・･†_(ﾟｰﾟ*)β—SAY IT.—Kai Adachi x Thereain—*ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊˚

notes: WH-, man not again, jealousy, fake marrige, extreme jealousy, kissing, flirting, shy kai, threian is a fuckwit and i hope he dies, knives, trauma, yandere!thereain, not in title cause hes a yandere in every au, kai is kinda batshit crazy, blood, anger, blood mage, maya makes another apperance, fancy knife collection, pining, teasing, gonna kms, akari is kai’s older sister obviously, kai uses she/her/they, teacher x apprentince, the fuck is thereian’s problem. gambling, acohol, knife useage, mainuplation, smut, OH YEAHHHHH , this is absoutetly mind bending and moan, everything bro, this is so ngh, dawg im not even gonna lie to you theriean is really fucking hot in this, bitting, like lots of it, fucking, edging, sadism, masochism slightly, i cannot do this man oh god, merry christmas, fingering yep, ties, suits, hair pulling, nosebleeds, bruising, man this is brutual, consent is given, choking slightly, overstimulation, UH HUH, theriean does not know when to shut up, emotional abuse??, kai gets a little beaten up, extreme emotions, kai is despreate for theriean, kai runs into jiren, lenevery and ciel again, ciel being a little shit, ciel being a fucking flirt, ciel is kinda into kai??, theriean breaks kais wrist and gives her a bloody nose but not in the smut, porn with plot.

Kai sighed as she fixed the collar of her shirt. Another day of being in this hotel’s ressidence she guessed. It wasn’t too crammed though, and she adjusted it to fit her theme.

Still..her mood wasn’t the best today…she shook her head and opened her room door. Theriean was simply sprawled out on the hotel’s couch. He was watching the TV, his eyes flicking around.

He perked up when he saw her slide into frame. It was amusing how his attention immeditally drifted to her. He grunted and adjusted his posture slightly so he faced more her way.

“Good morning, Apprentince. What are you-..” He started but was cut off by him taking in her.

She wore a pretty red flowly shirt, the collar having the same necklace she always wore around it. It also had black webbed sleeves that had small lace openings and looked sliky.

They also wore a pretty basic red skirt, it having the same spider like black lacing. He would’ve assumed them to go for white instead, but it was nice. They also had red crystal earrings hanging from each ear and a red headband ontop, trying to sort her messy hair.

“Uh..is something wrong..??” She nervously asked, shifting.

The male snapped out of it and smiled at her.

“Nothing, you just look nice.” He complamented.

Kai grinned slightly before looking away. It was nice to be complamented by her crush, but she still hated something about it. It felt held back.

“So..what are we doing today?” She asked.

He hummed and shuffled around some more. Usually he would be so restless but it seemed like he kept staring at her.

“I think we can ask around the casino some more. Actually, do you want to split up today?” He pondered.

The long haired girl blinked a couple times. Split up?? Usually he would never allow something like that. He was paranoid of her leaving him, she and he both knew that.

“Split up..?” She echoed.

He nodded and leaned his head aganist his hand. His darker red eyes seemed to reflect her own.

“Yeah, split up. I think we’ll get around quicker if we do. Ah-but don’t go TOO far.” He explained before warning.

She sweated and pressed her lips into a line. This geniuley seemed what he wanted and who was she to object? He most certianely would raise a eyebrow at them if they started being defiant now.

“Okay!..” She hesatainetly agreed.

He still seemed to pick up on their emotion as he sighed. He finally stood up and walked around then, closely basically circling them. His hands were behind his back before he placed them on their shoulders.

“Don’t worry, you won’t miss me for too long.” He reassured.

The lighter eyed girl merly nodded as she could feel his smile from behind her. He was messing with her again. She could feel it in her soul.

“I’m serious, Kai..~” Theriean breathed out, turning her around.

She tensed, this was new?? Sure, he liked touching her but she thought it would only be a verbal remark.

She tensed further when his grin was in full view. It was a simple one, one that could probably make a basic girls heart pulse. And she was that basic girl.

But before anything really had happened, he pulled away. Like it was nothing. Her mouth fell into a open frown as she gazed at him.

“Let’s go then!” He encourged, moving further away.

She didn’t like it. She wanted to grab him and yank him back but she couldn’t.

He stared back at her before tilting his head. She was odd to him aswell. But it didn’t come off as anger, as theirs did.

The shorter shook their head and offered a tight smile.

“Right, let’s go.”

The pair ventured off-not actually a pair anymore. Kai was alone, again. Once they had reached the casino he immeditally caught somebody and made a motion for them to leave.

They clentched their hands into fists and looked down slightly. The streets were busy, of course. People smiled, talked to vendors, and conversed with one another. The blood mage just scowled further.

No one seemed to bother them, while they were by themself. Not that they cared, just something they noticed.

“Hey, you okay there?” A hand landed on her shoulder.

She immeditally froze and whipped around. Meeting two men, different. One had brunette hair and amber eyes. While the other had black hair and dark colored golden ones. From their auras, they didn’t seem to be related, or like each other at all in that manner.

Funnily enough, the brunette who had put his hand on her shoulder stared wide-eyed. It was like something familar had crossed his path but not quite.

“Oh..yes..sorry may I help you?” She tried to be polite.

The other male seemed to be a little more intrested now. He gave her a quick once over, seeming even more amused.

“Yeah, Jiren. Why did you stop an imporant looking person?” He mocked, nudging the other male.

Speaking of him, he seemed to not be amused at this. He shoved the other back before looking at Kai.

“You just seemed to be annoyed, orrrr’ thinking about something REALLY hard.” He added on.

‘Oh.’ The white-nette thought.

The slightly taller male scoffed and actually grabbed Kai. Her eye twitched slightly at the unwanted contact but hey, at least they weren’t in people’s way anymore!

“Just say they are eye candy, good gods.” He sarcastically hissed.

The red eyed girl blinked a few times in surprise but didn’t say anything. Jiren, on the other hand, glanced from her to the male holding onto her.

“Hey don’t they look oddly simaliar to akari?” The end of his question was blurred out.

Ciel made a sound of confusion and leaned closer to her. She turned a little red while leaning away but glared a little. God, it was really bad today, wasn’t it?

“Oh yeah, I do see it.” He hummed.

She waited for him to move back to the way he was, he didn’t. She grunted and grumbled under her breath while moving back a little more and standing straight.

“Again, I’m okay. I’m just looking for someone.” She explained.

Good enough. Also, she just now noticed, Jiren had a familar accent to him.

“Looking for someone? Well is it the love of your life? Because I think you just met him.~” Ciel smoothly stepped.

The female didn’t even notice when he slung his arm around her shoulder. He moved so smoothly and talked with a certian sleze.

Her throat seized for some annoying reason and her face heated. She hated how easy it was to get embrassed. Being pale didn’t help with their problem either.

“Aw, your cute!~” He contuined, after seeing their blush.

The long haired girl simply grumbled and looked away. The other male also seemed annoyed at this.

“Ciel, c’mon. If you don’t mind me asking, who are you looking for?” He pulled the dark haired one away and smiled at her.

She just now noticed how he seemed to have cat ears, albit scarred. It was like someone had cut them up. And he also had a tail behind him, it seemed docile for the moment.

Should she say something?? I mean, if she came back to Theriean empty handed..

“Heyyy’, that’s a really nice necklace.” Ciel noticed.

The other males eyes darted to her neck and blinked at the pendant hanging off of it. The red crystal shone with the sun and reflected.

“Ah..thank you it was a gift from my sister..” Kai answered.

The golden eyed male squinted before relaxing.

“Oh and..I’m just looking for a friend of mine.” She mummbled, glancing away again.

It was strange, these two were strange. Kai couldn’t get a good reading on them, espically Jiren. His natural aura seemed good natured, but now it was closed off.

Ciel was obviously a man with motives. His soul glew a murky red tainted with black and she wanted to crush it. Greedy.

“A friend?? They must be around here somewhere then. Can you give us a descripton?” The brunette questioned.

Now here came the difficult part. If they were too straightforward or hasty, they would probably be questioned for motives. But if they were vague it would be even more odd.

“Oh yes, of course! Uh..she has white hair like mine and blue eyes..she also about a inch taller then me..and was wearing something blue last time I checked..” They answered.

Kai hated describing Akari, she really did. She hadn’t seen her in years so how was she suposed to know the older hadn’t changed? What if she cut her hair, dyed it?

What if she was way taller now? What if she had changed gender? Though, Akari always seemed perfectly fine being feminine it ceritanly wasn’t something she could rule out.

“Huh..that sounds oddly simaliar to someone we know..” Ciel mummbled.

He shuffled on his feet, seeming in thought as the girl was. Although, she was reclusive, that was obvious. She didn’t like eye contact and she seemed to think a lot about how she worded things.

Some people wondered, questioned him on how he got a read on people so quickly. It was just body behavior, and she was trying to get a read on them too. Oddly catious.

“Yeah, that does sound like her. Hey, are you from around here??” The based man agreed before turning his attention back to her.

In all honesty, she did and at the same time, did not look from around here. She had the vibe and smell of magic, wasn’t too rare around here. It was the more..rich and dark vibe she gave off, everyone else here seemed to bask in sunlight.

While she seemed to shy away from it.

The red eyed girl blinked before sweat-dropping. Shouldn’t she had said something sooner?!

“Oh no, I’m not. I’m actually just here for a bussiness trip with my partner, you see.” She lamented.

“Partner?” Ciel repeated.

She smiled tensly and went to respond but someone bet her to it. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pressed closer to her.

“Husband, she means, right darling?” Theriean said.

Her face immeditally heated up and she looked away. It was embrassed for her for to be outed like this. But it was nice for him to reconqize her as a partner.

“Husband???!” The gold eyed male’s jaw practically fell on the floor.

Kai sighed and nodded. The male only seemed to press closer.

“Anyways, I assume my darling has already asked you the question? Where her friend is??” He questioned.

The white haired male blinked and contuined staring. He had a observing expression on his face, but it lightened when he saw Jiren. He immeditally darkened and pull the younger back.

Meanwhile, the other seemed to notice him. His eyes flicked around the others face.

“Wait a second..” He mummbled.

The blood mage scowled and tugged them. Then, turning on his heel he took off, wrist dragging them. They caught a glance behind them, Ciel looking confused and Jiren in shock.

The two that were running weaved in between the crowds. Some people shooting them looks, some not caring.

Both of them sighed finally as Theriean dragged them into a empty alley. Kai leaned over slightly, blinking rapidly and trying to get a good look at him.

“What the fuck was that?!” She bluntly asked.

The older adjusted his posture, looking behind himself slighty.

“You didn’t tell me you knew fucking Jiren.” He hissed.

The long haired girl moved one of her hands to fix her now messy hair. She also pushed it back from her eyes slightly so she could get a better look at him.

“I don’t know him!! He stopped me in the middle of the street! Your so paranoid, honestly!” She bit back, scoffing and leaning back.

That was it though, he reached his hand out and she went to slap it away but he caught her wrist. The poor thing pulsed and swelled under his hold and she grunted.

“Where’s this defiance coming from?” He questioned, staring at her wrist.

She nervously glanced at the same wrist before back to him. Was his presence always this suffocating? I mean, it always had the feeling of being watched around him.

“Did he taint you?” He asked.

She paled and tried to pull away but Theriean only scoffed and didn’t budge. She tried again and nothing happened once more.

“L..let me go! Your being soo…” She breathed out before trying to find the right words.

The marooned eyed male pulled the wrist closer and yanked it up, making her body tumble forward slightly. She would’ve fallen into him if it wasn’t for her digging her heels into the ground.

“So? Come on, Kai. What am I?” He echoed.

Her eyebrows furrowed, her wrist throbbed. Why was he so worked up in the first place?! He was the one who wanted to split the fuck up!

Yeah, that was exactly it. He had no reason to be angry!

“You have no reason to be angry! Your the one who wanted to spilt up in the first god damn place!” Her bright eyes glew brighter.

She finally pulled away and looked at him like he was insane. She clutched her wrist closer to her and quickly looked at it. It was completly cold and limp, she couldn’t even wiggle her fingers.

“You even broke my wrist!” She complained.

The older male had his eyes also trained on it. Before coming closer and making her back away further.

“I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to do that.” He apologized.

She only moved furhter back and he had is face in a lopsided expression.

“Whatever, Just stay away from me. And..you knew those two..?” Wrong move.

Her jaw was yanked forward this time and she winced. Her cheeks pulled back a little showing her wince expression.

“Only one of them. Two is worse then one, naturally though.” He mummbled, looking down at her.

The white-nette tried to move again but he only tightened his hold. They could try and use their magic, sure, but he would probably even get more hurt.

“Theriean pleas-!” They were cut off by him.

“Do you dream about this, apprentince?” He asked, raising his head a little more.

It was a odd question, did they dream about what exactly?? Him hurting them? Yeah sure, it was defentily something Kai couldn’t rule out. He was a powerful bloodmage that was a little unhinged.

“You do.” He answered it for himself.

Honestly, it was so easy to read the girl. She absoutetly sucked at hiding emotions, espically when it came to him. What? Was she a stupid highschool who had a massive crush on him or something?

Paethetic.

“Therie-!” She tried to speak again but he glared at her.

“How weak are you?? I mean, I knew you were at least in love with me. But seriously? Being a masochist is something else.” He rethortically asked.

She looked at him. His eyes showed no sympathy for her. In fact, he was probably enjoying this. But why??

“Your mistaken. I would never be in love with somebody who has their eyes on someone else.” She denied.

The meaning was a double edged sword. Her older sister had absoutetly no intrest in him, if anything she hated him. She obviously had more of a intrest in Jiren.

“Seriously? How dense do you take me for??” He hissed, getting awfully close to her.

She yanked away on accident, body reflex. But this time he let her go, a seering pain covering both his and and her nose. He probably wouldn’t have let it go if it wasn’t for that.

“Ack! What the-!” He shook his hand off, glancing at the burn mark on it.

Something that was actually red hot covered her nose and under it. She moved back furhter and raised her hand to wipe at it. Blood.

“You used your magic on me? Are you kidding me?” He scoffed out.

Kai really didn’t mean to, that was something she really hadn’t ment to do. She never wanted to hurt him, no matter even if he hurt her.

“I..I didn’t mean to..I don’t..” She tried to apologize.

The white haired male scoffed again and roughly yanked her up by the arm. Wincing at the searing pain on his hand he shoved the hurt hand in his pocket and yanked her closer.

His eyes scowered across her face before her nose. She could still feel the liquid searing into her skin and pouring. Some of it was already dried though.

He had a open frown on his face before sighing deeply and almost looping his free arm with hers.

“Come on, let’s go back to the hotel room. Clearly you can’t be out of my sight.” He said before grunting.

The younger looked away and bit her lip. This was so stupid. Maybe she shouldn’t have liked this clearly unhinged guy in the first place. He had always been slightly rough but not enough to draw blood.

Maybe he was just that angry with them.

In reality, they knew he didn’t really care about them. He was their pretend husband who pressed close to them and acted sweet. He was just upset because he couldn’t find the paethetic girl he had a crush on.

Honestly, fuck both of them.

The long haired white-nette grunted as they were practically tossed in the room. Theriean also entered and fiddled with the lock behind him, closing the door.

“Sit down, right there.” He ushered, almost pushing her onto the couch.

She had the urge to snap at him and say that he should get his hands off of her. He blinked at her before going somewhere else, she knew better then to get up though.

Maybe she should’ve stayed with the other two. This man that she was staying with wasn’t good for her, she knew that. His presence hurt and loved at the same time.

There was just something about him, something like posion to her. Kai could leave for a while, but he would drag her back somehow. And yet he didn’t love her.

“Here.” The said male sat down next to her and placed what looked to be like manual healing up things.

She looked at them, bandages, disinfectint and cotton. She wondered where he picked these up at.

“C’mere.” He beckoned, not waiting for her to actually do that.

He grabbed her shoulder and made her face him completly. He reached over with his other hand to grab the liquid disinfieint. He also dotted cotton on it once it was open before leaning closer.

A small red overcame the youngers cheeks as his face was right infront of hers. His eyes flicked back and forth before dotting the cotton on her cheek. It stung, apartenly she had been cut.

“I’m..I am sorry..apprentince..” He whispered, seeming more sincere.

The girl blinked a couple times. Was he being honest again? His touch seemed to be holding back, well obviously. It didn’t seem like he actually wanted to touch her for once.

“To be honest..you should be sorry..” She whispered back, hissing when he moved to her nose.

Damnit, she was overthinking again. Was that a warning for her to shut her mouth or what?! His eyes were focused on her injury though.

“I supose I was..jealous.” He contuined, scowl in place at that last words.

Kai’s own eyes went wide as they blinked a couple times. Did he seriously just adimit to being jealous?! They ment sure, they had got him to be possive a few times, but jealous?!

“Seriously?!..” She mummbled, sweat-dropping.

He had a blank expression on his face as he pressed the cotton harder on her. She shut one of her eyes as a reaction.

“Yes, it’s odd. I thought only my love could provoke such a reaction.” He explained.

She looked away. He was acting werid again, he was treating her way too nicely. But could you really blame her?!

“Jealousy is normal.” She clarrifed.

Theriean made a face and grunted, pulling the now blood soaked cotton away. There were still remints of blood but they were all dry by now. He wiped that back of his hand on her face, apprently getting more blood off.

“Your right, it is. I just thought that I would never feel something like that for you.” He agreed.

Was he basically saying that he didn’t feel anything for her?! Cause’ that’s what she was hearing!

“Yeah..?” She questioned.

The male leaned slightly away from her with a lopsided expression. His maroon eyes shifting to contect to the others.

“Yeah.” He bluntly said before sitting straight.

“But we’re fake married.” She added on.

“Maybe that’s why you felt jealous.” She tried to clarify.

The olders expression changed yet again. This time, his eyes firmly connected with hers and darkened. His mouth pressed into a straight line and it seemed like he loomed above her.

“Your so naive. Don’t you get it?” He hissed.

The female flinched again and leaned back, one of her hands supporting her. Was he going to hurt her again?! Just why was he so moody?!

“Theriean-!” She yelped when he pushed her somewhat softly down on the couch so her back was flat aganist it.

He hovered over her and his hande were by her sides. Her white haired sprawled aganist the couch and she turned red.

“I want you. Why do dress up for other people? Who are you trying to please?” He bluntly questioned.

She sweat-dropped and looked away. What time was it again? It seemed suddenly darker.

“I’m not trying to impress anyone! I just liked the outfit today!” Kai snapped.

He moved his face back a little and gazed at her. Her necklace hung sideways on her neck and covered her chest. Her skin was a little more colored now.

“Really? Don’t you trust me?” He asked.

She bit her lip and chewed on it. He always asked this question, of course she didn’t. Espically after earlier. It hurt so bad but she would be lying if she said she didn’t want to kiss him.

God, it felt so good but hurt so fucking bad.

“You know how I feel about that..” She replied.

The white haired male grunted and shuffled his hands so he leaned closer. Her eyes glazed over but she snapped back quickly.

“Shouldn’t you wait to do this with your beloved?” She leaned back.

It’s not that she didn’t want too, oh she did. The youngest Adachi just couldn’t believe he would forget about his darling so quickly. There was no way, but ahe wished there was.

“Shouldn’t you be stopping me or running away?” He grinned slightly and asked back.

The apprentinces body tensed. Was he serious?? The brighter eyed ladder really should push him off and run away. He would probably even listen if she said to stop.

“Do you want this, darling?” He quickly cut off their thoughts.

The red eyed girl only shrank back but nodded non-theless. That was all he needed to conect their lips and his elbows propped him up by her sides as his hands eagerly grabbed the sides of her face.

‘Oh my fucking god.’ Was the only thing repeating in Kai’s head.

He was so fast, almost too quick. One of his hands slowly and encourgingly rubbed circles onto her cheek while the other wandered.

She could tell he was smiling, he was so attractive. And he knew what made her embrassed or senstive, how unfair. He was a fucking tease.

The shorter yelped when he leaned into her further. Her hands were bent at a uncomfortable angle, it was like he was waiting for her to buckle.

Theriean bit her lip rather harshly and she sucked in a gasp of air. But before she could get too much, he slid his tongue into her mouth.

It wasn’t a completly bad feeling really. It was mainly the closeness of the whole thing that made her the most embrassed. She could practically feel the air he was breathing.

“Breatheee..~” He whispered, before going back to it.

She contuined to go at it with him, breathing through her nose. It was so embrassing to be told how to do something. Usually, they would just figure it out on their own.

“Your so weak for me.” He laughed while pulling away and breathing harshly.

They simply glared at him. He was so annoying, bothering them like this. He was still AWFULLY close too.

His right handed moved to her visible necklace and he looked at it. The gem reflected when he gently twisted it so light caught it.

“I will never get over how pretty this is..it really does suit you, even though I’ve never seen you without it.” He spoke.

The other underneath him plastered a nervous smile on his face. Why was she so nervous?? He was just adimiring somethin-

Oh.

His left hand had drifted to her hip and he had absent-mindingly started drawing shapes on it. Square, triangle, heart-wait, stop focusing on it!

“Kai?” He called, extremely lightly yanking on her necklace to bring her attention back to him fully.

The male had this innocent aura about him when he knew damn well. It was annoying, because then he would tease her about she was acting.

“What’s wrong?” He inquired, fingers digging into her hip harder.

Aganist her will, her eyes darted towards his left hand before back up to his eyes. His own pair followed the movement, softly mummbling something under his breath before smiling at her.

“Sorryyy..I didn’t notice..seems like you don’t hate it though, yeah?~” He mummbled before snarkly asking.

The long haired girl shifted slightly and pressed her lips together. Only to wince when he copied the movement with his other hand.

Now he was almost ontop of her fully, making her all the more nervous. A sick yet tightening feeling filled her lower stomach, she hated it. It was the feeling of nervousness mixed with something else..

Of course, the female had gotten the feeling before around him. It was only natural to feel things for your crush. She sweated.

“You have really cute reactions to everything, y’know? Have I ever told you that?” He rythtorically asked that it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Theriean was really igorant. And now he was getting cocky, of course she had noticed his behavior.

She jolted slightly when his face leaned closer, his eyes darting around her face but still somehow focused on her. His eyes had always had the habit of somehow pinning her in place. Usually it was in a bad way..

But she didn’t actually mind it this time..well..besides the tiny hint of obession she caught in them..

He leaned even closer and connected their lips. She grunted and accepted him. Did he even relize what he was doing?

One of his hands manged to get tangled in her hair. The taller also tossed the red headband she had in it aside, on the floor and her messy hair came back full force.

Theriean was surprised by how smooth her hair was! It was always shiny and soft looking of course, simaliar to Akari’s. That’s right, he hadn’t asked if they were related or yet, right?

Well whatever, now wasn’t the time.

The apprentince grunted again when he pushed impossibly closer. Her head was now slightly tilted back at the angle of which he held her hair. When she quickly peaked through her closed eyes, she found deep, half-lidded eyes observing her.

No, it wasn’t creepy. It seemed like he was doing it to guage a reaction to his actions.

He pulled away and shuffled her shirt down further, leaning to the right and opening his mouth. Theriean didn’t hold back as he bit down and she groaned.

He always had sharp teeth, obviously. But this actually hurt! He kept at the area before suckiing on it, probably creating a massive bruise. Then he quickly kissed it before making some more further down.

By now, the youngest Adachi’s face was bathed in red. People could wonder how she could come undone so quickly, they didn’t get it. She had wanted this for so long!

She muffled a moan by biting her lips harshly when bit right above her collar bone. Their neck throbbed and pulsed and their eyes glanced at him.

His own eyes were focused on her pale skin. He licked the wound he had caused and quickly moved them over so he could start on the other side.

He jolted though, when she placed her hands on him. Her own hands were actually shaky and sweaty like she was nervous. She was nervously looking at him, face even more red.

Before he could bite on her neck, he decided to speak.

“Love?” He inquired.

“I want to..touch you too..” She mummbled, extremely embrassed.

His eyes kept shifting to find hers, his mouth slowly twisting up into a open grin. He snickered, was he seriously laughing at her?!

She narrowed her eyes at him and was about to ask what was so funny but he quickly undid his collar. His already loose tie came undone with the motion and he tied her hands together. She didn’t struggle fully, not when she didn’t understand what was going on.

“No, that’s not how this works, apprentince.” He corrected.

His tone was mockingly soft, kind of like what he did when teaching her. It was basically like he was talking to someone who was stupid.

“What-I..i don’t??” She confusingly stumbled over her own words.

The man only snickered more at her confusion. He grabbed the silk tie, making her wrists move closer with the movement aswell. He raised them awfully close to his vision, before flicking his eyes to hers.

“This is about you getting what you deserve. Don’t worry, I won’t be too rough.” He explained vaguely before letting go, her wrists uncomfortably sitting with the motion.

She tilted her face slightly upwards when he leaned closer. Then, his right hand twisted her face so she was facing the other way, probably to give him better acess towards the other side of her neck.

“Mff!-~” She muffled a moan that threatened to slip out as he started working immeditally.

His right hand also seemed to be digging into the flesh on her face. Kai wouldn’t be surprised if he was lying about not being rough.

The red eyed girl grunted softly when his fingers on that hand smoothly slid to her lips. His thumb pried open her bottom lip softly and he mummbled something through his breath.

“Open.” And that was exactly what she did.

Once the girl had opened her mouth, a couple fingers where jammed inside of her mouth. She whined uncomfortablly but stopped squirming when he shoved them further down. She embrassingly focused and sucked on them softly.

His hands had always been attractive, pretty big really. But they were smooth even though they were pretty boney.

She almost accidentally bit down on one as his other hand had slid up her shirt. It wasn’t too cold, but not normal tempature for how hot it was outside. His fingers danced along her sides, leaving goosebumps in his wake.

“God, so senstive. What, you that needy or something’?” He casually questioned like he didn’t have his fingers in her mouth.

It was honestly sort of werid for him to drop the sort of proper tone he talked with. His words drew out and floated around in the air, not extremely heavy but carrying pressure with them.

“I’m not needy..” She manged to get out, before sucking on his fingers again.

‘Liar.’ Her mind hissed again.

The truth was, and everyone knew that she was. She pushed people away but they always seemed to come back. Kai acted like they didn’t like it, but that wasn’t true.

They did like it, alot actually.

“Oh, yes you are! Don’t lie to me.” He casually refuted again before moving his hand quickly up to her ribcage in warning.

The white-nette didn’t verbally respond, almost fucking trembling at the amount of shivers that went down her body. It was stupid, she hated how her body reacted.

Theriean loved how her body reacted. It was so obvious she had never been touched like this, not even by that whatever the fuckers name was?-Maya?? Yeah, her. He was her first, he was her everything.

The man really never considered having a geniune crush on her. And if he was in love with her, he wouldn’t hate it. She did make him react in ways simliar to his beloved.

He looked up at her as he smoothly circled his one hand to her back, to undo her bar. The clip greeted his fingers and he was tempted to stick his tongue out as he undid it to focus.

He sighed in relief when he also slid it off of her, she sqirmed a little. Atleast she worked with him a little bit. She had also been holding her fingers straight inbetween her teeth as this process occured.

His apprentince’s brighter eyes embrassingly fixated in his movements. He held up the garment to get a better look at it for a second, laughing at the newly flushed red on her face.

“Pretty, looks expensive.” Was the throw-away comment he made.

He tossed the thing on the floor and finally removed his other hand from the girl’s mouth. Her jaw seemed to almost crack once her mouth was able to close again.

He would change that.

His other somewhat wet hand followed his other hands movements. His eyes were also fixated on her face, waiting for something.

She immeditally shivered and tensed when his hands found her breasts. They weren’t massive, but still a good size for his hands. The soft skin immeditally tensed up and his barely even touched them.

“Ngh-!” She moaned out.

One of her eyes shut while one kept on his hands. He snickered harshly at this.

“Tam venerandus es, ius illud scis?” He asked.

She blinked a few times, how exactly was she suposed to respond to that?? For gods sake, she didn’t even know what language it was!

“Hu-Ack-!” She breathly questioned before yelping when his one hand pinched her breast.

“It’s latin, my love.” He simply explained.

They only made a sound simaliar to a harsh wince. What, were they suposed to give him a answer back?

He leaned closer and connected their mouths again. He really liked to seem pushing impossibly closer to them.

In reality, it made Kai nervous and wet. Everytime he shifted or pushed more pressure on them, something filled their stomach. It was probably anixety or stress from all the teasing.

Atleast when he was kissing them he wasn’t talking as much.

“Relax for me.” He whispered, before going back to connecting their lips.

The long haired girl hadn’t even noticed how tense her body was. His hands had moved to her ribcage to linger before smoothly going down to her skirt.

His hands teasingly rubbed aganist the very edge of it before giving in to her whines. He slid it down to her upper thighs, just knough so her pussy was showing.

Kai grunted when he shuffled her up by her lower thighs so she was almost sitting up. Her back leaned aganist the armrest and she peaked down at her with one lidded eye.

His pale hands peaked out of the ends of her skirt. Her legs and core practically radiated warmth.

“You ready?~” He inquired, voice light.

‘Ready for what exactly?’ was her question but she didn’t speak it outloud.

She simply nodded and was taken aback when he pressed insanely close to her again and slammed his lips aganist hers. It was like he never got tired of kissing her!!

She immeditally almost pulled away in reflex when he carefully slid her underwear aside. Theriean quickly followed after and captured her again.

He laughed slightly when she immedtially squrimed when his fingers barely brushed aganist her clit. His left hand held her left thigh in a tight embrace and the right one did all the work.

She also flinched when he shifted slightly again and seemed to be feeling around for something with right hand. He made a slight winning sound when he seemed to find what he was looking for, a small knife.

Her brighter eyes shot open and worredly looked at it. Theriean laughed slightly and twirled it in his hand.

“Here’s how this works, but if your not okay with it, let me know.” He warned.

The female only nodded meekly, eyes still trained on it. If by chance you were wondering what it looked like, it had a sharp and polished metal tip, the handle of it somewhat blocked off by his hand. But from what they could see it had carvings in it, from eyes to shapes and languages they didn’t understand.

“I’ll give you what you want, if your just honest with me. That’s it! But if your not, thennn..’~” He explained before trailing off.

His hand with the blade lightly traced a shape on her thigh. It made a slight scratch in it’s way, showing off how sharp it was.

“I’ll make you bleed.” He hissed, a smile on his face.

The youngest Adachi blinked a little before a nervous smile framed on her face. She didn’t mind, she knew she could at least be a little honest.

“Alright..” She replied.

Oh boy she was going to regret how confident she sounded. His eyes narrowed slightly but he still had a smile on his face.

“You sound confiedent. Are you exicted??” He bluntly asked.

The white-nette turned red and looked away. The smile whipped off of his face as his hand on her thigh tightened further and he raised the blade to her face. She sweat-dropped when he tilted it to gently graze her and bring her vision back to him.

“Answer me.” He ordered.

She gulped slightly and breathed shakily. He pressed it a little harder before glaring at her.

“Yes…” She mummbled.

The darker eyed one seemed satisfied enough as he removed it, but not completly from her face. His left hand danced closer to her bare pussy and finally, he slid his thumb over her bean.

She hissed and he had a grin on his face. How annoying.

“You want this?~” He teasingly asked.

Kai glared at him slightly but it faltered slightly as he looked more smug. She wanted to look away so bad, she wanted to slap his face. Her fingers twitched inside of the tie lace.

“I..yes..” She honestly answered, embrassed.

The red eyed male tilted his head slightly. He was already testing her, it was funny.

“Ack-!” She hissed when Theriean curiously slid his two other fingers down her slit.

Her eyes glazed over and her lip quivered slightly.

How adorable.

She whimpered slightly when he squinted his eyes and pressed the blade closer to her. She was already weak enough, who knew she was this touch-starved. He did.

“Your so senstive, only for me, right?” He inquired.

The brighter eyed one flushed a deep red but nodded anyways.

“Yes..” She answered.

A crooked, almost twisted smile overcame his face. He was insane, she knew that. But she never took him as the type of person who liked getting people hurt this much.

One of his fingers testingly teased around her dripping hole. She made a grimnace like expression and glanced at his eyes for a split second.

“Please…” She begged.

She watched him laugh in mockery a little. Honestly, he was having way too much fun with this.

“Begging? Really? Are you that despreate for me, pretty girl?” He harshly mocked.

They only grumbled something before slightly gasping when he pressed the blade sideways to their neck. It’s cold texture, already flaring up his bite marks.

“Remeber!~” The white haired male cheerfully reminded.

She sweated before making a lopsided expression. This made him raise a eyebrow.

“I..I love you..so much..” She confessed.

His expression changed, mouth in a open frown. He blinked a couple times before scowling, his one finger giving up teasing and inserting itself. She whimpered louder.

“Confessing at a time like this?! Ha! What kind of freak are you?!” He sarcastically asked.

She only moaned, trying to defend herself. This only effectivly made him look at her with fake pity.

“That was cute. Do you think about this alot, hm?” He kept questioning them.

They clentched their jaw together. Their mind was fogging over and his finger wasn’t even going that fast. It was just the length of his bony hands, and how it was so light but it was still there.

And the more they thought about it, the more worked up they got.

“Hey!-!” Theriean suddenly snapped, almost cutting them.

The shorters extremely flushed face became startled as they looked at him. He chuckled and mummbled something under his breath.

“Don’t go spacing out on me like that. You’ so focused on getting mind fucked or somethin’?” He sleazy asked yet another rytorchical question.

His other finger, that had yet to be inserted, well-inserted itself. They moaned and shut their one eye again.

“Ngh-no! I..I just-!” They stuttered out.

“Liar.” He spat, fake anger lacing his tone.

She grunted when he flipped the knife around towards her stomach. She was already scretched enough by his fingers, what was he gonna’ do?? Cut her open??

He pressed the tip closer to her stomach, basically ontop of it. She grimnaced and stared at it. His mouth was pressed into a firm line and for even more re-enforcement he removed his fingers from her.

She bit back a whine and only glared at him slightly. He almost thought about sliting her throat, but he didn’t. Instead, he whipped off his left hand on her thigh and snaked it up to her neck, holding her down.

“Quiet now.” He whispered, eyes flicking up to hers before back down.

The man tilted his head slightly as he pretty harshly cut through her stomach area on her shirt. Well, guess she’ll need a repair! Anyways, he poked the actual skin with the knife, getting not really a response.

She breathed in and out shallowly, watching the knife slightly move with her. But before she could get too comfortable, he tightened his hold on her neck and cut into her. Not too hard though, but enough too atleast scar.

“Fucking-! Theriean-!” Kai couldn’t even finish her sentences.

He only shushed her by squeezing even tighter. The girl couldn’t even make out what he was carving on her throughout the hot flashes of pain.

He squinted and finally pulled away after a few minutes. Her blood was hot, naturally of course.

He carefully looked at the dagger, covered in the stuff. His eyes flicked back and forth, espically when he loosened the grip on his apprentinces neck and the dagger closer to his mouth.

She bit her lip and looked away slightly, but not enough. She saw him stick the tip of the blade in between his teeth and making a licking sound. A slight hum and slizzing sound echoed around the room now.

After a minute or two, he pulled the blade out of his teeth and flicked his hand, making the blade dissapate. He whipped off his mouth off on his sleeve, staring at her with a open expression.

“There. Now even if you were to die I have a part of you.” He muttered mainly to himself.

His hands undid his collar more and the rest of his shirt. Her face flushed red and while she was looking at his body, she caught a glimpse of her own stomach.

It was littered in small, stinging cuts and deeper ones. This made it look like the main ‘desgin’ was almost stitched on. Speaking of it, there was a large-perfect heart carved into the middle and upper ribcage.

She paled slightly when she saw the amount of blood coming out. It didn’t look like a wound she would die from-still though! Her fingers twitched again.

Now, Theriean’s body was rather sickly, not in a bad way. He was skinny, atleast two ribcage bones visible, but not so weak that you could snap him like a twig. Across his lean, pale skin scars littered it. Her maroon eyes mainly focused on a large scar, going sideways.

It almost looked like someone slashed at him.

“Worrisome, I know. I’m fine though.” He seemed to pick up on their worry as he reassured.

His white hair swayed slightly as he leaned closer and basically hovered straight over her. They were confused before relizing what he was doing, taking off his belt and pants.

The female shrunk back slightly when he merly tossed his belt over his shoulder. His shirt still hung on him, completly open though. He then, somehow cutely stuck his to tongue out of his mouth as he focused on getting his pants off.

He seemed more eager now, they noticed. Not that it wasn’t welcome, it was just strange. He acted like they were the despreate one but did he see himself??

She blinked slowly as he finally got his pants off. It was embrassing to say, but he certianely wasn’t lacking. From what she could see, he had a impressive at least six inches on him and the thing wasn’t skinny either.

Then he got that look, that stupid smug look on his face. His grin was nothing sort of all knowing and also insanely smug.

He lifted his hands so he was now holding onto her hips. They stung uncomfortably from the cuts and she groaned.

“Hey, you want me to make up a safe word?” He questioned.

The younger made a baffled face, shouldn’t he have asked this earlier?! Maybe before he carved a fucking heart and cut her up?!

“Sure..” She sweat-dropped.

The male’s hands seemed to dig into their hips in thought. He looked away, thinking way too hard about this.

“How does Cheer sound?” He came up with one.

The ladder could not give a shit less, they were getting antsy. Just how long was he going to leave them hanging?!

“Fine! Now please-!” They bluntly answered before trying to continue.

The older only snickered slightly and rubbed his one hand up and down on their hip. The blood flow had started again, but it oddly didn’t hurt that bad. Just a dull throbbing sensation to remind them that they were, indeed bleeding.

“Okayyyy..” He lazily drawled out, not even wasting time.

The apprentince’s constant begging seemed to be getting to him. Because as soon as he removed the last layer of cloth, he inserted his dick into her throbbing pussy. She let out a pretty loud moan at this, fingers clawing into her palms.

“Fuck! Ha..wait..wait a second..~..” She tried to gain her breath back, panting.

He allowed this staring at her in intrest. Her core was blazing hot, normal considering her blood type. Everything was hot aganist his freezing skin, but he relized his tempature was probably the same for her.

“Wait? Aren’t you the one who was rushing me a few seconds ago??” He rytheortically asked.

The long haired other clentched her jaw and made a final hissing noise. God, how badly she wanted to wrap her own hands around his throat. She leered at him and his hands around her hips tightened impossibly harder.

“Okay..okay I’m..I’m fine..” She breathed out her consent.

The darker eyed one paused for a few more seconds before moving again. God, she was so greedy. Her core sucked him in with no hesitation. Not to mention, she was a virgin so she was insanely tight.

“Fucking hell..aren’t you lucky that I’m your first?” He hissed when thrusting forward.

She only whimpered when he laughed at her. He was so mean and cruel, of course she already knew that. But she didn’t actually believe he would actually act like this!

She could handle it though, but no way in hell was she going to be defiant. No matter how much her inner thoughts told her too. He could easily put her back in her place.

She moaned and her body, mostly her wrists jolted. He had found a good spot, well all of them were good spots really.

“Ngh!~” She moaned.

Theriean wasn’t nearly as loud as she was. Of course, he had his grunts and winces whem he was greedily sucked in. Speaking of, he almost growled when it hapened again.

“Jesus christ! Stop being so fucking needy.” He venomusly said before leaning over her and kissing her neck again.

She felt his hands also move to roam more around her body. When his hands grazed over her thighs, they tried to clentch shut. He grunted into the kiss and forcefully held them so he had more space.

Kai’s whines and cute moans where shut by him. It was like he chewed up all their words and disrespected them.

A sick cord built up in their stomach, tightening with every thrust. Their fingers that kept twitching dug into their palms, almost drawing blood.

The white-nette male laughed somewhat hoarsely at them. A wide open grin played on his face even though his breath was labored.

“You gonna’ snap or somethin’?~” He mockingly cooed.

She only shut one eye and laborly looked at him. Her own breath was panting and she could barely even actually get out a word without yelping or moaning.

Theriean’s one hand shifted to trace shapes along her neck. It honestly stupid, how she was so dishelved but she still had most of her clothes on. Shouldn’t he be the more dishelved one atleast?!

“Kaiiiii..!~” He called out her name softly, making her blush an insane red and sweat.

She could feel his hand slightly poke and squeeze at her neck. He was messing with her. He knew what he was doing and seting off.

“Stop teasing..” She begged.

The grin on his face only seemed to widen further. His hand that was near her neck gave a soft squeeze and she could feel the cord become impossibly tighter.

“But your just soooo’ cuteee! Your reactions are making me like this.” He defended, basically obessing over her.

The brighter eyed one liked it, she liked being obessed over. Espically when he praised her, at least he wasn’t fully making fun of her. Did she also mention how much hotter her blood seemed??

“Come on, break for me already, darling.” He spoke, something in that tone of his.

She could feel her body seizing up and her throat aswell. Stuff almost like waves came over her, but the cord didn’t snap completly.

“Ha!~ I can’t..I can’t..mhh!~” She struggled to form a sentence.

The man merly moved his one hand to her hair and burried itself in it. Actually rather harshly tugged on it. She almost bit her tongue as her whole body seized up and the cord finally snapped.

“Mgh!~” She whined.

It was like electrical shocks getting sent althroughout her body.

The older of the two stared at them as they finally relaxed after a while. He had stopped moving just to get a better look at them. He then, made them yelp as he roughly grabbed their hair and yanked back.

“I hope you didn’t think we were finished here. Hell no. I am going to break you, Kai.”

END

(WOOOO CRACKS NECK AGAIN AUTHOR GRIND IS A REAL THING)

[hiiragi7]

I feel abuse in schools is often very downplayed or undertalked about, not just between kids (bullying/peer abuse) but also abuse from teachers to students.

It makes it very difficult to talk about sometimes, the severe trauma responses we have from memories of being treated like shit our whole life by teachers, because nobody treats this subject seriously - people call it discipline.

We downplay it ourselves because we were a "bratty" child that "deserved it".

Teachers feel absolutely free to call any misbehaving child any name under the sun and treat them however they want physically and the internet praises them for being brutually honest and not babying them.

It's exhausting - What we survived was not discipline, it was abuse.

Tw for explicit discussion of trauma beneath the cut.

We were yelled at every single day in school ever since we started school. We could never do anything right, we were "poorly behaved" (read: autistic and comorbid ADHD) and constantly getting in trouble for not understanding directions and having shutdowns and were always getting sent to the principal's office or sent home every day in elementary school.

We were physically restricted during sensory overloads and pulled around and pushed by teachers when they were upset and wanted us to do something. We didn't understand what they wanted. We were overwhelmed, constantly.

A lot of being very young is very fuzzy, but at least by the time we entered middle school the teachers insulted us very obviously and freely. Brat, failure, not even trying, never going to go anywhere in life, overdramatic, don't even care about being here, making things up for attention, never going to pass, never going to be able to get a job, smartass, accused of not understanding the material on purpose when we asked questions and actually tried because "there's no way you can't understand this, come on", constant insistence we were faking our shutdowns or chronic illness to avoid work. The list goes on, and on, and on, and on.

We found, at some point along the line, that it hurt worse to be insulted for not understanding and for the work we tried on because it wasn't good enough rather than the hurt that came with being yelled at constantly for just not trying at all.

It was less personal. We were yelled at for something we didn't try on rather than for something we did our best on and wasn't good enough.

There was no point in trying, anyway. It was never good enough.

So we stopped trying.

Our IEP accomodations were never followed, our teachers would rip away comfort items and threaten to "trash them in a dumpster" or light them on fire or take them away forever, sometimes things *were* taken away and never returned.

Our teachers constantly reported us to our parents even when we begged them to do anything else because our parents would hurt us - The teachers began reporting specifically to the most abusive one of them, our stepmother, because they thought it would teach us a lesson and motivate us to actually do our work.

We would be reported for anything. We got reported the most for having shutdowns (where we cannot move or respond at all to outside stimuli and was screamed at for not responding to the teachers and threatened until the teachers called our parents and the principal or even security) or for falling asleep - We have a severe progressive illness that began being noticeable around late middle school-early highschool, and we were always falling asleep when we did not want to.

We tried whatever we could to stay awake, and still would lose consciousness against our will. We tried medications, different kinds caffeine (even dangerously high doses), different sleep schedules as much as our body would allow it. Nothing helped.

We were yelled at for being lazy, we were physically shaken awake very hard often, we were grabbed and teachers wouldn't let go no matter what we said, we had pillows and blankets ripped away and calls to our parents and reports to the principal when we weren't even conscious.

We were the only child that was not allowed near the couch area in SPED even when promised otherwise if we did our work. After we filled their requirements they'd say they changed their minds.

When we were at risk of losing consciousness, they'd say do it on the floor instead of the couch. So we did.

When we were having a meltdown, they'd say do it at the desk instead of the couch. So we did.

They'd say they wouldn't believe our illness causing such bad fatigue and slowness and confusion and pain was real until we got a doctor's note saying so and her recommendations (which was that we do not know the cause but are looking into it and to just give us a space for our body to rest because it's going to do it whether we actively want it to or not), so we did.

It still wasn't good enough, they still didn't believe us, we still got called lazy, we still got screamed at and physically moved around and reported and sent to the principal's office or back home where they knew what would happen.

We were denied accomodations on our IEP because they felt we hadn't earned them, the SPED teachers said we couldn't leave the classroom during an overload because they didn't think it was "that loud", they'd threaten us to "make a better choice" during a shutdown or else they'd punish us, our good days were used against us on all our other days ("You didn't fall asleep the other day and made it to half your classes on time for once, so why are you struggling now? You must be faking"), when we were not making it to classes on time due to the fatigue and slowness and confusion we'd be dragged around the halls by our wrist or arm to move faster, we were only allowed to use the bathroom (it had to be unlocked for us because we had to use a single-stall one) once or twice a week total, basic needs were seen as rights to be earned and we never deserved them enough to have them, SPED teachers placed in our regular classes to support us would just ignore us because they felt we were "actually high-functioning" and manipulating and lying to them about the severity of our disabilities and how we did not understand the content so we did not deserve their help.

This is only a small handful of my experiences - We have so many more. We need to do better as a community of survivors to talk about and support those who have been hurt by their teachers like this.

It is not "brutually honest" to call a child a brat for their behavior as a teacher in a position of power over them - You are just mocking a kid without caring to understand them.

If you cannot be a teacher without calling children petty names, maybe you shouldn't be one.

Others feel free to add on.

[stranger-awakening]

y’all better be streaming crisis, secret and set me free btw. it’s equality

[dragjunkie23]

Something that shocked me when I fell down my usual rabbit holes was about the film American Psycho. Now I have not seen the entire film, just clips here and there, and for a while I didn’t know the identity of the director. When I found out that American Psycho was directed by a woman, my jaw IMMEDIATELY dropped.

Her name is Mary Harron, and she’s directed a few indie films like I Shot Andy Warhol and The Notorious Bettie Page. Finding out that she directed American Psycho, I had to go back and watch some of the movie clips. Something I’ve noticed is that many women directors have a different way of presenting a story, and as someone who was born a female, I wanted to see if that also translated in this film. Turns out, I was right.

While the film itself centers around a misogynistic, homophobic deranged man, not once did I feel any sympathy for him. It was clear that we were not supposed to sympathize with Patrick Bateman despite him not only being the main character, but also narrating the events around him. I’ve seen a similar tactic be used in the Netflix series You where even though we follow the character of Joe Goldberg and hear his thoughts, we are not meant to feel bad for him. The difference is unless you have read the book version along with the author’s other works, we do not know much about Patrick’s family, kind of like it was saying, “He’s a twisted individual. His backstory should not matter.”

The only time I feel maybe a TINY bit of sympathy is the scene where Patrick Bateman calls his lawyer and confesses to what he has done, but that’s about it. I’m sure most people who know the film can agree with me on that.

Another thing Mary Harron did that made this movie stand out is how women were portrayed. Because we have very little sympathy for Patrick and are even a bit frightened of him, we want to scream “Don’t get in the car with him!!!” There was also a scene where Patrick spends the night with two sex workers (he also does more but considering the graphic nature, I won’t get into it). Mary Harron stated in an interview that she wanted to make those scenes more realitsic. She was tired of seeing s*x work (SW for short) be glamourized in the media and wanted to show the brutual reality for a lot of SWers. Some of them NEED the money and have to take on any client, putting their lives in danger (decriminalize s*x work, btw). There’s also a disconnected in the s*x scenes, and that was also Mary’s doing. She told the women to act like it was just any other job, like “I’m here. I get paid. Let’s do this and go home.” While this may not be the case for everyone who is a SWer, the acknowledgment of what they go through is something that a male director would’ve NEVER done.

Thoughts on this matter?

[khaleesiofalicante]

I’m so stupid

I just realised what Edom is a metaphor for 😭

Asmodeus used Shinyun to get to Magnus. She devoted herself to him and his cause, and all he wanted was to have Magnus. He didn’t really care about her

You know in some ways I’ve actually felt sorry for Shinyun in these past few chapters? I can understand where her anger and passion and drive is coming from. I don’t know why Alec hates her so much. I mean, defo, she should not be dating Magnus, and she is a little questionable, but she’s no Zara, or Hodge, and she’s no Asmodeus either

Absolutely agreed.

Also. I'm angsty now. So, allow me to rant on how much i love Magnus and Shinyin dynamic (in trsom).

I read and re-read the scenes between those two and Asmodeus over and over when i wrote chapter 13 of TLND.

There is so much to unpack there.

This.

The fact that she literally calls him father.

Her need to please him. His approval.

The betrayal.

This is a referenced scene in TLND but the moment she finds out Magnus is Asmodeus' son - the range of emotions here is *chef's kiss*. Also Asmodeus callously saying "she isn't family" after she just called him father? Brutual. Him literally enjoying her pain. Gross.

One of my favorite things is that in this entire scene, she isn't angry. Not at Magnus.

She is whispering. In the one quote above this one, she is moaning and crying.

It's betrayal she feels. Disappointment. Being let down. Looked over. (might even remind her of her failed relationship - her past she mentions to Magnus)

I think it's very interesting.

THIS.

FUCKING THIS.

She straight up stabs Asmodeus. She is mad at HIM. He betrayed her and she was like "i think the fuck not".

I love this scene so much.

This is also something we have (briefly) explored in TLND and will see in the future too. Shinyun turning against Asmodeus. We already know she has moved on. As she mentions, Edom is different under her leadership.

Asmodeus exploits her loneliness. Fucking disgusting. I think it's one of her biggest tragedies. Her loneliness. That's why writing her story is fun because loneliness can do awful things to people. And that's why she is attracted to Magnus (or likes to spend time with him) because he doesn't make you feel lonely. He is a constant (both in canon and TLND).

THEIR RELATIONSHIP DYNAMIC. SHE IS HITTING HIM BUT CRYING AT THE FACT THAT SHE IS HURTING HIM. UGH.

A favorite.

I know a lot of people are frustrated with Magnus in TLND for dating Shinyun and trusting her after everything she has done and all the things we know so far. But i feel like it's so canon of him to do that. It's what he does. He trusts people. He gives them the benefit of the doubt. He keeps believing shinyun can better (even in tlbotw, we see this). So, yeah.

In conclusion, Shinyun is one of the best tsc villains because she is so much more fucking complex than racist valentine and aggressive sebatian.

She is so fucking well written and i also want to point out her character was mostly created by Wesley Chu so well fucking done, sir.

What a character.

[fo4companionmusings]

May I get some soft X6-88? Or maybe some brief bonding moments he has with other companions as he gets accepted into the group?

You absolutely may! I will admit that I don't think I've ever fully maxed out X6-88'S affinity. So, I'm not super great with his character overall, but we'll see how it goes!

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X6-88 spent a hell of a lot of time trying to figure out his place amongst the Sole Survivor and their other companions. It tooks months before any of the companions even spoke more than a few passing words to him. He was standoffish and blunt, admittedly. He knew that much. Not a lot of people appreciated that kind of brutual honesty.

One of his first interactions with the companions was with Cait about her drinking, and needless to say they haven't been on entirely good terms since then. In fact, though he hadn't been told directly to his face as of yet by anyone except Cait, he knew some of the companions even hated him. Part of him didn't mind. He was still working through with himself as to why that was the case.

The ones that had been kindest to him were Danse, Nick, Deacon, and surprisingly, MacCready. He felt this weird sort of kinship with Danse and Nick, the three of them being synths and whatnot. Deacon had dedicated his whole life to helping synths, so it only made sense that he wanted to help out X6. MacCready was the outlier though. X6 still hadn't pinned down why the mercenary frequently went out of his way to help him.

One particular instance always sat with him. When he was kept awake at night by listening to the sounds of the wasteland, he'd play the memory over and over, trying to re-analyze every aspect of it. It was a couple months into X6 joining them and he was sitting at Sanctuary reading a book on pre-war flora that he'd found while out with the Sole Survivor. MacCready made some off-handed joke about plants that actually made X6 chuckle a little bit. It was just so... Natural, gentle, and kind. It was nice for him. He hadn't remembered laughing at anything else before that. He doubted it had the same significance for MacCready, but still.

Even though most of the companions ignored or hated him, it was Sole that really, truly tried to make him feel safe and welcomed. They went out of their way to try and tell the other companions to be nice to X6. They made sure he was included in scouting and resource missions. Sole thought that they were out of ear-shot of X6-88, but they definitely weren't. X6 always heard everything.

Some nights when Sole was drinking alone, X6 would join and do his best to comfort them when they broke down about Father. It was always from afar though, with words. Never physical contact. He wasn't great at knowing when the right moment was. Though, if anyone was capable of understanding the trauma the Institute is capable of inflicting, it was definitely X6.

However, Sole finally convinced X6 to join in them in drinking one night and being inexperienced, X6 ended up drunk way too fast. X6 got scared, really scared. He didn't feel in control for the first time in his life.

X6 watched Sole's face fill with regret as he felt his own body fill with panic. His breathing became more ragged and uneven. His hands began to shake more violently than he had ever experienced before.

It was then that Sole pulled X6 into a hug, hands resting on his lower back, creating a small amount of pressure between them. His first instinct was to pull away and punch Sole square in the face, but Sole just said one sentence that made that feeling dissipate.

"I promise that you're going to be okay."

And you know what, maybe they were right.

[changethecircumstances]

I haven't seen anyone else talk about this but I think it would be interesting to discuss why so many people forgive Zemo's actions and/or like him (because yes you can enjoy or like a character without approving or forgiving their actions) whereas with Walker there is so much hate that people have even been sending hate to the actor (NOT FUCKING OK) and I've already seen people say his arc felt empty, he doesn't deserve redemption, etc.

First, I want to say that I'm not really saying I feel this way about these characters or that everyone else has to, but I am more comparing and contrasting the differences in their characters and that these differences could be why people find Zemo more likeable and perhaps even more redeemable than Walker (or even see both as irredeemable as I know some people really don't like Zemo).

To start, I think we should look at the major crimes they committed. For Zemo, it was killing King T'chaka, and for Walker, it was killing the Flagsmasher dude (sorry man, can't remember your name). For T'chaka's death, the focus of the death is T'challa's reaction. A man losing his father, unable to save him in time despite realizing what was about to happen. It is slow and heartbreaking and the cinematography shows this. However, we never see Zemo plant the bomb. Though knowing someone planted a bomb and killed someone can cause an instinctual dislike to even hatred of that person, in media the structure also guides us in how we should think of the perpetrator (both in real and fictional).

For Civil War, Zemo is shown as cold and calculating but the only person he actively tortures and kills is put into the light of him being former Hydra and not worthy of sympathy. Not only that, but by the end of the movie, we learn Zemo's reasoning. He talks about his actions being a statement and that he did not intend for T'chaka to die. Though the film does not show Zemo pulling his family out of the rubble, the writing and acting also can invoke enough sympathy that though you may not agree with his actions, you understand how broken and single minded someone could become after losing their entire family.

Now what of Walker?

Walker's major crime is shown as a visceral action caused by the perpetrator's own hands. We see so much blood, turning the death from a movie death like T'chaka's to a startling realistic death for Disney. Not only that but rather than immediately dying like T'chaka's death implies, we know the Flagsmasher suffered. Walker's actions, the cinematography, the chunks of blood on the shield and it dripping down the steps and from the man's hands all play out in an absolutely horrific fashion that tries to make you see Walker in a certain light whereas T'chaka's death was focused on making you feel for T'challa rather than any emotional feeling towards the perpetrator.

Of course, unlike Zemo, we see what causes Walker to snap. I won't argue which is more destressing. Both men lost people incredibly important to them. However, whereas the loss of Zemo's family is more the result of an accident, it could be argued that Lamar's death is Walker's fault. Before the death, we know Walker took the serum, an action that the show clearly puts into a negative light and automatically makes us look down on Walker's character. It is also shown that as the serum is taking its affects, Walker is not paying attention and thus loses Lamar when he should have been following right behind him. Even if you don't see Walker as part of the reason for Lamar's death, the show still negatively reflects Walker's personality more than anything as he simply goes after the slowest Flagsmasher and brutually murders him while he is helpless despite the man not being the direct causer of Lamar's death.

Not only that, but in the aftermaths of these crimes, you see T'challa finding acceptance. That does not mean he forgives Zemo, but their is an understanding and a conversation between them with Zemo's reasons being fully fleshed out and done in a way that could invoke sympathy. Walker on the other hand lies to Lamar's family and there is no sense of resolution there. Both men try to excuse their own actions, but whereas Zemo does not run from what he did and apologizes for it, Walker actively diverted the truth and we are never shown him going back and being honest with Lamar's family. This could put more of a negative taste in your mouth in regards to Walker versus Zemo.

Now, what of their other actions?

For Zemo, he did use and abuse Bucky. He killed the man making the serum in FATWS. He tried to kill Karli. He killed the Flagsmashers in the finale. Why might some people excuse this?

Well, to start with Bucky, unlike how there is little of a satisfying resolution with what Walker did after Lamar's death, there is one between Bucky and Zemo. You may still not like Zemo or think his words excuse any of his actions, but the show makes clear that both men have come to accept the past and are ready to move on. The fact that Zemo is also clearly expecting Bucky to kill him lessons the likelihood that he was lying. He doesn't hold any grudge against Bucky. He doesn't plan to kill him, and though Zemo does later kill the remaining Flagsmashers, his acceptance of Bucky could imply some growth.

Not only that, but the deaths of the Flagsmashers are once again not shown to be done directly by Zemo and though the show tries to make you care about them as people, I would argue it doesn't do an exceptionally good job as made clear that I barely remember any of their names besides Karli's. Not only that, but their deaths are predictable whereas Walker's actions turn to horrifically shocking. We know how Zemo thinks. We know his ultimate goal and though he may use mind games and manipulation with people, you do know exactly what he wants and their is some safety in not being surprised by him. Their may even be comfort because you aren't surprised when he tries to kill Karli and you're not surprised when he kills the chemist (also the chemist is purposefully written as creepy and bad, making it harder for you to feel mad at Zemo for killing him). Walker, on the other hand, is clearly driven by emotions at times and it can be hard to pin down exactly what he wants, the unpredictability making it harder for people to possibly like him.

But Walker has more of a redemption arc than Zemo, right? At least he ends with choosing to try to save people over petty revenge and Zemo does still do the wrong thing in killing the remaining Flagsmashers.

This is true and the way Walker's choice is shot is meant to show that it is a big moment for him. However, the other people he hurt, Bucky and Sam, Lamar's family, the people of America, the Flagsmashers, there is no ultimate resolution for them. Sure, he helps Bucky and Sam in the end, but he doesn't have any real conversation with them unlike Zemo and Bucky. Not only that, but him becoming US Agent is ambiguous as to whether this means he will strive to do the right thing or he may just be choosing a wrong path. A different one, but still potentially morally wrong. Again, this could make it harder to trust him or feel for him whereas their is comfort in Zemo's predictability.

Outside of these similarities and differences, you should also question is it because Walker is standing in the place of a beloved character and Zemo is not trying to replace anyone? Both men have humorous moments but do we enjoy Zemo's because he is either the butt of the joke or the joke is in tangent with characters we like (Bucky and Sam) whereas Walker's humor is more at Bucky and Sam's expense making it seem more dickish and unfunny as it's from their perspective and not Walker's? Is it maybe even because of something as superfluous as the accent? That at least in America, it's been shown people have an affinity to like someone more depending on how they sound? Is it because despite many people loving Steve, Walker now looks like a lot of what we see in media when it comes to cops killing innocent people or neo-nazis, etc? Does the fact that blonde hair blue eyes makes us think of our current political and social climate rather than Steve Rogers make us more angry that this version of Captain America has been so tarnished whereas Zemo is more removed from America's current climate? Is it because active violence with one's hands is seen as more monstrous than violence from a distance or unintentional violence? Do we see both major deaths as unintentional, or are we biased in saying Walker's was intentional because he did it with his own hands despite how he was acting with emotion rather than any logical thinking? How do we define that? Or is it because perhaps you've seen Daniel Bruhl in more things and automatically like him regardless of the character's actions whereas you're unfamiliar with Wyatt's work and so it's easier to just judge the character rather than the actor and the character? Or maybe you're oversimplifying their actions and labeling them despite how the whole point of the show was to portray these characters as real people with real choices and conflicts rather than the black and white heroes and villains that they started out as in the comics?

Why might you like Zemo or even forgive some of his actions but not Walker's? Why might you dislike both? I'm honesty curious, especially if there's anyone who enjoys both of their characters.

[killuababie]

YUHHH i loved the fluffy hair thing for aoba johsai and shitorizawa✨ can i request the same thing but with karasuno and nekoma ?

Floof.

Pairing: Karasuno x Manager!Reader, Nekoma x Manager!Reader.

Type: Headcanons.

Warning: There’s some spoilers ahead

A/N: Surey sure! We all love some floof in our lives dont we.

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KARASUNO:

Listen Tanaka and Nishinoya swoon over your hair, they and their sly failed attempts, sigh.

Hinata🌞 is always so curious about how fluffy your hair are, hence his thousands of questions on which products do you use.

When you give him the list of product you us ethey realise it’s alot of hardwork.

+ Kageyama being surprised how trashy othres’ hair routines are, because tf were they doing?😟

Kageyama: Wait you all don’t use shampoo, conditioner, masks etc? Isn’t this the basics?😐

Everyone: WAIT WHY DO YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT HAIR PRODUCTS?????🤨🤨

Kageyama: My older sister is a hair stylist.😐

Everyone: YOU HAVE A LITERAL SISTER????😳

This is how the team found about Kageyama’s sister.

Much to Kageyama’s dismay everyone is at his home because he told his sister about the conversation that happpened the other day and his sister decided to invite everyone of you

You 🤝 Miwa, bonding over hair prodcuts and roasting some products so hard they’re all like 

+ Karasuno getting discounts whenever they go to her salon, esp you.

THOSE HAIR EXPENSIVE AS HECK HAIR TREATMENTS AREN’T EXPENSIVE ANYMORE🤩

Your wallet suffers less now.

NEKOMA:

When you became their manager the first they noticed how soft your hair looked and the first thing you noticed about them is how damaged their hair is-

The difference 😔

+ you dramatically tearing up because why their hair quality so bad.

I definitely do think Yaku’s hair routine is bomb, his hair looks so fluffy.

Cue the team having important discussions on hair care and its importance.

Honestly, they are begging for some hair tips because damn the Tokyo pollution brutually murdering their hair 🤢

You: They say jawlines cut but here Kuroo’s damn spiky hair cuts😔🩸

Kuroo: What did my hair ever do to you😔 leave us alone 💔

Kenma thanking you for saving his thinning hair because boi keeps bleaching the damn too much 

The team loves touching your hair, lowkey a serotonin boost for them

They will plait your hair, put clips on them, just run their fingers through your hair or scrunch them.

Sometimes they just hug you so they could rest their head on yours. If you’re short they’ll just hug you standing, if you’re tall they would literally make you sit just so they could hug you.

They just appreciate any form of touch with your hair.🥺

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