#mango do not fucking read this its spoilers

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THIS SHOW IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS

[angelicyouth]

Anon era is over guys, rip

Anyways youth omori au stuff im thinking of just because

OMORI SPOILERS‼️‼️ I REPEAT OMORI SPOILERS‼️‼️

Okay so I wanna go deeper into the one where Y/N dies and Craig + Kenny r the ones who pulled the Basil and Sunny, so i'll divide it in four parts

The incident - Alright, sohonestly i have NO idea who would be sunny or basil in this case, both of them fit the idea, but for now I'll go with craig just based on how many tiktok omori au creek videos ive seen where craig takes sunny's role. I'd say the argument could be about Y/N's safety, maybe it could be that she decided to hangout with team stan and they got into like a really dangerous situiation, nobody was hurt but craig is freaking out, so he starts arguing about Y/N's safety and stuff

Eventually, push comes to a shove (heh) and awh shit Y/N gets pushed down the stairs, boom rip. ao ofcourse now xraig is probably like having a mental breakdown because HE JUST PUSHED HER DOWN THE FUCKING STARIS and he keepts panicking. around that time Kenny would come inside whoever's house they were in, because if he was at the scene while they were arguing he wouldve definetly steped in

In all honesty, no idea how they came up with the staged suicide, it probably involved a lot of arguing, screaming and crying, but eventually they agree to do so

Dreamworld - So as I stated before, they would both have their own respective headspace

I feel like in both headspaces, basil would be the other, idk how to phrase it honestly. as in, in kenny's headspace, craig would be basil, and in craigs headspace, kenny would be basil yknow??

Kenny's headspace would be pretty much identical to the one ingame, maybe it'd be a bit more similar to a ghetto? idk just a thouht. while craigs nothing would really happen, id think most of the headspace would be in someone's house or at tweek bros (of course in both of them Y/N would take mari's role)

I don't have a lot to say about headspace honestly

Realworld - After the incident, everybody just shut themselves in someway or another. Obviously, Stan would be the most devastated, going into a deep depression that lasts a while like Hero's. I feel as the group just sort of slip apart after that. As in, they went to their respective teams and just didn't talk as much

After the incident, craig and kenny wouldn't even speak to eachother anymore, they can't even bring to do so knowing what they did. Kenny especially, he feels as if its craig's fault Y/N died since he was the one that pushed her.

Headcanons I have -

Craig would be the most likely to have the hikikomori route

Stan wouldn't dye hia hair anymore nor paint his nails anymore, because of both reminding him of Y/N and not taking as much care for himself

Kenny wouldn't spend as much time in headspace, since he still takes care of Karen

Stan,Kyle,Clyde and Tweek would be the ones that visit Y/N's room most

Shelley came to visit to attend the funeral

Butters shared an animal crossing island with Y/N, but now he can't even think about it without crying

I'll probably write about this at some point

-mango anon

yaaay now everyone knows who’s behind all of these genius ideas ((except for me because i’ve been knowing who my anon bby is haha))!!♡

oh my god this is so well thought out—i literally loved every single second i spent reading this!! (*´◒`*)

⇢ OMORI SPOILERS BELOW

i love how you talk about how the argument is about craig & reader fighting about her safety + well being because that is seriously spot on—despite having a gives-no-fucks attitude i can definitely see craig constantly worried + checking his phone whenever reader is out with her brother & his group of friends because of all the crazy shit that they get up to ((bad things always seem to follow them around & who can blame him? they stole his fucking birthday money + got him stranded in peru haha))

reader eventually has had enough because while craig has his reasons, that’s still her older brother that he’s talking shit about & while they always bicker + fight like no tomorrow, his baby sister’s safety is always stan’s top priority ((has been since they came out of the womb)). so of course, after some time & heated words getting thrown around, she get’s fed up with the conversation & tries to walk away

he quickly grabs onto her wrist because no, you’re not listening Y/N!! we always get into shit about this and i’m so fucking tired of having to worry my ass off whenever you’re with them which leads to them tugging & pulling because she doesn’t want to deal with this right now but craig thinks that they don’t deal with it enough. obviously, he doesn’t want to hurt his baby while he’s blinded by frustration so he loosens his grip. but this unluckily occurs at the same time she does one harsh yank, causing her body to wobble from the force until she loses her footing & suddenly all she can see is craig’s frantic expression + his outstretched arm as she’s falling down the stairs

i love how you added that kenny’s presence would’ve majorly played a role in everything because yes, the overprotective blonde would have definitely stepped in to help mediate the fight if he was at the scene & things would have definitely ended up differently!! you’re absolutely right in the fact that there will be a lot of frantic screaming, disbelieving crying, and frustrated arguing as they try to take in the image of their once lively shared significant lover—her skin ashen + her once expressive eyes looking eerily hollow & empty

i honestly think it would have to be kenny to be the one to come up with the staged suicide because while craig & him aren’t romantically involved, he’s grown to care for the male ravenette during his time with reader and wouldn’t want him to end up in shit with the police. even now, he can’t bring himself to hate the taller teen because while he did ultimately play a hand at accelerating reader’s demise, he’s constantly shown how much he loves & cherishes her in his own way. craig can’t gather his thoughts as he stares at his violently trembling hands because he did this to her while kenny internally panics & curses because someone will come home soon to see what happened

obviously, craig will be violently overcome with guilt that he killed reader whereas kenny’s will be due to the fact that he can’t believe he let everyone believe his wonderful ray of sunshine killed herself. he feels fucking terrible that he disrespected her body by hanging it by the neck at the tree outside of the Marsh’s backyard. the same body he’s gently held in his warm embrace countless of times, the one that has always given him the softest & warmest of affectionate and reassuring kisses

he never gave her a proper closure with her loved ones ((the casket had to be closed due to the hanging)) and in turn, fucked up everyone’s last living image & memory of her

… and he disrespected her like that with a staged suicide in the afterlife, the one he claims to love so much & holds closest to his heart

i love the idea of the other being basil in each of their own headspaces!! the two can’t help but to be scornful towards the other because of obvious reasons which leads to them not talking anymore. and yes, i adore the notion that kenny’s headspace would be like omori’s colorful dreamworld with stan’s group except the surroundings would be more ghetto to reflect his poor upbringing. i firmly stand by the idea that craig’s dreamworld would be similar to omori’s whitespace when he’s just sitting but omori’s blackspace when he’s aimlessly wandering around ((in contrast to kenny getting into all sorts of crazy adventures with the guys)) and he’d drive the knife into his body when he wants to return to whitespace

while reader was the glue that brought craig + kenny together from their nonconventional relationship, she was also the glue holding all of stan’s group & craig’s group together

AND YOUR HEADCANNONS OMG—I HAD SO MANY FEELS WHEN I WAS READING THEM BECAUSE THEY’RE SUCH SMALL DETAILS THAT MAKE THE DIFFERENCE IN THIS TRAGEDY

i love the idea that stan wouldn’t bleach his hair or paint his nails black anymore because those actions remind him of reader—his sister used to do it for him & it was always a source of quality time + getting each other’s undivided attention

i love how kenny wouldn’t be in headspace as much because of karen—he still has all these responsibilities forced onto him because of his parents & he knows how much reader cares for his younger sister. he continues to look out for her in the real world because reader would be so disappointed if he didn’t

yes yes yes!!! stan, kyle, clyde & tweek would definitely be the ones to visit reader’s room the most even when she’s gone ((randy + sharon have left it virtually untouched in memory of their daughter)) and would be the ones to visit her grave the most—to talk to her & update her on things & just to spend time with her even if she can’t reply

but also, butters would be part of the constantly visiting group!!

but then this got me thinking—what if in craig & kenny’s rush, they didn’t properly check reader’s condition + didn’t properly stage the hanging ((they used a jump rope for fuck’s sake))? what if instead, she’s stuck in the hospital and years deep into a coma? then stan, kyle, clyde, butters, & tweek would visit her everyday to replace the flowers in her vase etc.

you literally broke my heart when you said butters doesn’t touch his switch anymore because he cant bring himself to change anything about their shared animal crossing island—it’s the same thing with clyde & reader’s shared minecraft world

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thinking about the fact that Jeonging will willingly hug or show skinship towards Felix and Felix only 

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Happy 2/2/22 y’all!! 

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everyone: excited abt pjo show being greenlit

me, un dumbass: what the fuck does that even mean

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Desi!Annabeth

HUGE thanks to @stanning-reyna for motivating me to write this

shout out to @ethannku and @sapphicbeautyy for the inspiration 

Notes: 1. This is probably gonna be hella canon divergent bcoz a) Rick can’t keep it canon himself b) It’s been a while since I read the books 2. A lot of the words I’ve used may have spelling errors due to me being dumb and also they may not be the words you usually see on desi posts coz I’m South Indian-

now. let’s get it. 

- First and foremost, Annabeth changing her name. Her birth-name used to be ‘Ananya’ but she got sick of people always mispronouncing it or misspelling it so she decides to take on a white name

- Since Fredrick’s race is never mentioned as far as I can recall let’s say his mother is brown/Indian. Let’s take it a step further and say she was South Indian. Annabeth and Fredrick trying to bond over movies which is canon but make it Indian movies. Annabeth pointing out all the misogynistic details while Fredrick just sighs and rolls with it

- Dancer!Annabeth who tried learning bharathanatyam (haha spelling who ;-;) but cannot for the life of her sit in aramandi for too long. Then she discovers kathak. 

- Indians are expected to be able to eat spicy food but somehow, this skips Annabeth (self-projecting LMAO) (i can still eat more than white ppl so stfu mom) and Percy teasing her for it

- ANNABETH AND PERCY FIGHTING OVER THE BEST INDIAN FOOD (spoiler alert: its pani puri)

- Little Annabeth drowning herself in Indian mythology and culture. Who spends time trying to learn languages. Annabeth who was learning Tamil and Hindi but had to stop bcoz she had to run away

- Annabeth with thick beautiful lashes and eyebrows, and hairy as fuck arms bcoz INDIAN features.

- Annabeth in desi clothing. Her wearing chudidhars and dupatas and lehengas and half sarees and pattu pavadais. 

- Annabeth wearing bhindis/bottus. ANNABETH IN KHAJAL SOMEONE DRAW IT. Annabeth with a mukkuthi. ANNABETH WITH A MUKKUTHI AGENDA. 

- Annabeth who does her own mehendi and teaches the Aphrodite kids to do it to

- Annabeth who is Hindu. Who’s favourite story is the Ramayan. Annabeth who loves loves LOVES Seetha/Sita

- Annabeth who drowns herself in Indian history to learn more about her culture. 

- Annabeth who celebrates deepavali and navarathri and krishnajayanthi kuseryghfuyreghtuyrhtg

- Annabeth being obsessed with mangoes- 

That’s all I have rn but I swear, I will come back for more.

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feeling very sapphic right now

would not mind if a girl held my hand and kissed my cheeks

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Hes an octopus,,, he's genuinely kinda stupid,, his found family named him,,,, we call him scary smile veemo,,, he's bisexual,,,, he's transgender,,,,, he'd kill for his found family,,,, he's in love with a p.e teacher,,, he has multiple teenagers and the government trying to kill him at all times,,,, he can change colors depending on his mood like a mood ring,,,,, and he's my babygirl,,,,

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ITS WHAT THE FUCK FRIDAY!!!

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L + ratio + My heart was stolen by a blind pickpocket + In the deep city streets in the summer of 2012 + And I never even saw her face + My dreams were shattered like a stained glass window + Jesus in Pieces! I believe I threw a brick right through Him + But my memory could not be saved + It just seems unlikely that it's me who was to blame + So I bookmark my DSM + cause I need to remember my place

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Somebody needs to make a comic or animation where Marie insults octavio or sum in the splatoon 2 boss fight and he just says "nice opinion. One small issue. I fucked ur grandpa." Or sum like that and Marie just stares at him and he says " whyd ya think u had those eyelashes" [Or whatever they're called idk the thing that octolings have around their eyes]

"IM RELATED TO UR ASS????"

"Hahh yeah"

Then Marie does that thing where an image just fades away and it ends

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25/09/23

i might upload 2 today bc i have a lot, not from today just in general, so much so that i wrote it down. i had science first, turns out the school wanted every teacher for their first class to show their classes the new one way system because they felt it was clogged up. its really fucking stupid and we were supposed to follow it as soon as we left first class.. spoiler alert no one did, absolutely no one, i didnt see any teachers not following but no students are. I feel like using that system its only a matter of time before a 1st year gets hit by a car, your supposed to go outside to get to some classes that would have only been a few metres away now, and the way you go sometimes has cars on it, i seen one going pretty fast just a minute after class started.

i had irish after science and turns out that irish hw i was doing wasnt even the hw, and i had already done the hw a week ago, omg i just cant but it was a-ok. after that was maths, everyone was in for once so there wasnt enough seats for everyone, hopefully 4k4 and his other friend 5k5 dont steal my seat, i worked my ass off for that. a student who came 2 weeks ago, nickname -bluebird, is just annoying, its not that shes done anything wrong its that shes a complete loner, wont talk to anyone, not like ive tried but more in the sense, you wont hear even a squeak. in business she doesnt take down notes, in maths she doesnt do questions (not that i can say much) and in french she doesnt even know ça va and wont do her french hw. so yeah plain infuriating. i did my english hw wrong after i spent an hour carefully constructing only a third of my answer for an hour last night. my friends went to the shop but i didnt bc i wanted to stay in the cspe classroom and eat my lunch and maybe also read trollhunter fanfics, hard enough to find good ones involving a very cute and fluffy relationship between jim and walter. anyways we had to have a fake election in cspe, to try out ballot box voting, in first year for student council i tied with another girl for top votes. guess how many i got this time? yeah thats right a solid one, thinking about it makes me sad, does no one like me anymore??? but i laughed at the time even tho every1 looked back at me, it felt really dehumanising, the only way i deal with bad situations is by laughing and joking, and that situation made me feel a little shit.

made me also feel real great when aprciot turned back at me and said i put you 5, its like he constantly tries to talk to me and be my friend and when i ignore him he gets mad, its not great that i was standing beside granite today and apricot started pushing granite and while he did that his hand touched my tit. great. made me feel just great, it wasnt on purpose he wouldnt even try.. well he did say consent didnt matter today if it was me. he was obvi joking but considering he tried to sa someone before and this day a year ago, "mango" his friend and apples friend sent diorite a voice message saying apricot said he was gonna do a thing to her. idk im sorry i feel uncomfortable typing out the word rape. but yeah thats what he said apparently. doesnt make it better he could walk to her house and he knows where that is. but unfortunately it is what it is no matter how cruel it can be.

anyways, after cspe i fucking raced through the classroom to get to another because it had a door to the outside which was closer to the door to the other outside door to get to or religion classroom, we had a proper sound sub, she was rly nice and i thought she was a bitch because of her hairstyle but she really wasnt, AND I GOT MY FAVOURITE SEAT!!!! mission acomplished, my friend was happy bc i always run to get good seats and i actually did unlike last time where some people were unfortunately quicker.

idk if i mentioned this but i learned about shifting maybe early 2021 and it didnt really go anywhere, id tell you where i have planned out for me to go but it would be embarassing, i have one for the embarassing one and one for a library, filled with extensive knowledge and characters from shows i watch. anyways my body felt like it was floating last night, just like my first shifting attempt nearly 2 years ago now, i nearly did it but i chickened out, opened my eyes and couldnt ever do it again or get those symptoms. when i woke up at 4 in the morning i was half stuck in a dream, and was trying to do my tasks to meet my goal, i dont even remember what my tasks or goal was.

i skimmed the entirety of sex education, it was my first time watching it, it was pretty good, i really liked ruby she was definitely my favourite i also really loved roman but cmon ruby, she was so good also aimee. i redownloaded farmville2 so its time to relive my farmer life whoop whoop. ill do another blog post later. anyways goodbye have a good morning, good day and good night

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the absolute fucking whiplash of reading mango's softest sfw fic, and then this...😈

Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.)

A N Y W A Y whew.....review time UNDER THE CUT. contains quotes/spoilers. AND SERIOUSLY, THIS ONE IS A DEAD DOVE. THE WARNINGS ARE LEGIT. please do NOT proceed if this is something you may feel unsafe to read!!!!

"I drugged you, silly" he responds so matter-of-factly you find yourself laughing at his joke. It slowly dies away when you realize he hasn't joined you in your mirth, and that's when you finally realize there is a leather cuff around your ankle.

AKSKDJSAKJDAJFAFJASFJA HNGGGGGG 🤤🤤🤤 why is this so—. why am i—. 😩 ahem.

It burns under his touch, the heat at complete odds with the icy daggers of realization that pierce your chest.

i love your brain. that is all.

You've also read enough thrillers and movies to realize that if you run out of this house - apartment? - screaming or looking like a crazy person, someone as handsome and charming as Seokjin could scoop you back up in a heartbeat. You remember reading about that exact situation happening with a serial killer who managed to convince the police to return his victim to his clutches.

💀 i forgot about the reference to you-know-whom lmaoooo. *stares in midwest*

With trembling fingers, you kneel to pick up the pair of lacy cheeky underwear you thought you lost at the laundromat months ago. You had lamented its loss, because it had been one of your few splurges, a gem amongst your Fruit-of-the-Loom multipacks.

hnggggggggg 😩

... and you arch your body shamelessly as liquid fire pools through all your limbs, thick and unescapable.

YOUR BRAIN.

"You're perfect," Jin says, so sincerely that you feel your heart flutter again despite - what were you upset about, again? Then it comes crashing back - the drugging, the kidnapping, the fucking ankle cuff that's still on the bed and you feel anxiety cut through the bliss clouding your mind.

👩‍🍳😘 delicious

Then he begins crawling toward you and it becomes apparent that yes, apparently Seokjin is blessed in every single area except his sanity.

laskdjkalsjdlasdjsaldjasldjallmaooooo

ugh. i love it. so good. thank you, mango. well done.

i don't even know what to say but it was a joy to reread this after however many months! 💜

Perfect

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Fem Reader

Genre: nonIdol!AU, yandere, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

Summary: "I've wanted you for so long," Jin whispers, mouth only a hair away from your own. You can't move, can't look away, helpless against this spell he's weaving around you. You can almost believe this is a sweet, romantic little moment. If only it was that simple. "And you're finally mine."

Word Count: 7,251

Warnings: Smut, NON CON, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Kidnapping, restraints, forced orgasms, R word.

AN: I was never going to post this on Tumblr for obvious reasons but... well, here it is lmfao. Seriously I have no excuses, this is just me being depraved. Please DO NOT READ if any of the themes above are not your thing.

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You wake up to golden sunlight streaming across your face, in a plush bed that is decidedly not your own. Groggy and disoriented, you sit up and look around a luxurious bedroom with heavy, expensive looking furniture. The bed itself is one of those fancy four-posters you've only seen in movies, with a princess style canopy and silk sheets.

As you come to your senses, you note with relief that you're still wearing your clothes from yesterday. Then you frown. Yesterday? Yesterday was your first date with the guy of your dreams, and everything was perfect, until… what had happened, exactly?

"Hey sleepyhead, you're finally awake."

Your heart flutters at the familiar voice, and you look to see Kim Seokjin in the doorway, beautiful and broad and looking positively adorable in gray sweatpants and a plain white tee. He's giving you a soft look that makes you both giddy and nauseous, and you feel a sudden stab of panic at your lack of memory. Did you drink too much and black out? Did you do anything embarrassing?

Wait, no. You definitely didn't have more than a couple glasses of the wine Jin insisted on getting a bottle of. So why do you feel so hungover?

"Um… what happened?" you asked timidly. Seokjin smiles, sweet and gentle, and yet something about it makes your chest prickle with unease.

"I drugged you, silly" he responds so matter-of-factly you find yourself laughing at his joke. It slowly dies away when you realize he hasn't joined you in your mirth, and that's when you finally realize there is a leather cuff around your ankle.

"J-Jin, what the fuck is this," you say with a laugh much weaker than the one before. "This isn't funny."

Seokjin gives you another sweet smile and walks into the room to sit on the bed next to you, and you resist the urge to shy away. This is just some weird prank, right? It has to be.

"I just wanted to be safe," he murmurs, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and drawing you close to place a kiss on your temple. You stiffen in surprise and discomfort, stomach beginning to roil with a different kind of anxiety. You give an experimental tug at the rope connecting your leg to the bedpost, and it holds firm, much to your dismay. This is the least funny joke you have ever been subject to.

"Jin, please tell me what the hell is going on," you plead as your breath comes in shorter and shorter gasps. You yank harder, and the rattle of the chain taunts you with its cold, metallic laughter. No. No, no, no.

"You just looked so beautiful last night, I couldn't let you go," Jin murmurs, nuzzling his nose into your hair as you tug futilely at your ankle.

You freeze, feeling your stomach churn and bile rise in your throat. This can't be real. Maybe it's a weird dream your subconscious came up with because you've been fantasizing about this man too much.

To test your theory - and because perhaps you're a little more panicked than you realize - you slap yourself in the face as hard as you can. Your head rings like the alarm bell you're desperately hoping to hear, but when your vision clears, Jin is still there, cupping your face with gentle hands and looking at you with a concerned look in his warm, gorgeous chocolate eyes.

"Baby? Is everything okay? Why did you do that?" he asks frantically, thumb brushing delicately over the patch of now very tender skin on your cheek. It burns under his touch, the heat at complete odds with the icy daggers of realization that pierce your chest.

Oh no. This isn't a dream.

Suddenly the insanity and gravity of your predicament hits you, and dread and nausea surge through you in equal measure. You open your mouth to respond, but all that spews out is last night's dinner, all over Jin's crisp shirt and the bed.

"Fuck," you groan, both at the way your stomach is still roiling, and the situation at hand. Instead of reacting in anger or chagrin, Jin rubs your back soothingly, and you're torn between jerking away and accepting the proffered comfort. Then he clambers off the bed and takes his soiled shirt off.

"What are you doing?" you ask in trepidation, trying not to eye the sun-kissed skin on display. You are not going to admire the physique of someone who fucking drugged and chained you to a bed. You're better than that.

"I don't want to get you dirty," Jin replies simply, before unlocking your cuff and scooping you in his arms as if you're a baby lamb. You give a feeble protest, but you're too weak and disoriented to take advantage of your newfound freedom. By the time your head stops spinning, he's brought you into a bathroom that's frankly absurd.

A white marble counter lines one wall, while the other is taken up by a gorgeous mosaic shower and gigantic jacuzzi tub that looks big enough to belong in a bath house. The sheer ridiculousness of it is almost enough to snap you out of your stupor.

"Do you still feel sick? Maybe I gave you too much."

"Huh?" you mumble dazedly, knowing you should scream, fight, anything. Instead all you do is lay in his arms, wondering how you can feel so cold when your heart is pounding so fast.

"I've never done this before," Jin says with a shy smile and pink ears that would have been cute if he wasn't talking about drugging a human being. He gently sets you on your feet, smiling when you automatically set a hand on his shoulder to steady your trembling legs. He's solid and warm under your clammy hand, and you want to hate him for it.

"I should hope not," you respond, though you're suddenly so exhausted that it comes out without the bite you intended. Jin seems to take it as a joke, because he chuckles and brushes some hair out of your sweaty face.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I only have eyes for you."

You close your eyes and swallow repeatedly to force down another wave of nausea at the sickly adoration in his voice, and he seems to misread it as an invitation to brush his plump, silky lips against your own. You shy away from the petal soft contact, thinking of the first excuse that comes to mind.

"I - I just threw up," you mutter, looking down so he can't see the fear in your eyes. Jin's fingers come under your chin to tilt your face up, and you hate yourself for the way your cheeks heat under his tender gaze.

"Your lips are sweet enough to make up for it," he says with a charming grin that almost makes you forget your current circumstances. Thankfully, he leaves it at that and proceeds to show you the toiletries he got - especially for you, he adds with another blush - and how the shower and tub work. Then, to your surprise, he leaves you in private to clean up. Apparently he's still a gentleman, in his own twisted little way.

With your captor gone, your heart rate settles into something more bearable. You rest your hands on the counter and take several deep breaths as you stare in the mirror.

Your sickly, gray-tinged face stares back, pupils blown wide, and your hair is a sweaty mess. You feel like a wrung-out paper towel, and it shows. It would have been flattering, the way Jin still looked at you as if you were the most beautiful woman in the world. At least, it would have been flattering if he wasn't a fucking lunatic.

Part of you considers not brushing your teeth, because if he's gonna try to kiss you again he deserves the flavor. But your own comfort wins out, and you scowl at your reflection as you use the expensive electric toothbrush he had so considerately gotten you.

Then, deciding you aren't ready to deal with whatever the fuck is going on on the other side of the door, you turn to the spacious, tiled shower. You begin to remove the silky black dress you had slept in, before eyeing the bathroom door and striding across the room to lock it. No doubt Jin has a key or something, but it makes you feel better, at least. No way you're going to get naked with the door unlocked when a deranged Romeo thinks this is some cute domestic situation.

Steam begins to fill the room and you test the temperature before letting your dress pool at your feet and stepping out of it. Your underclothes go next, and you step under the stream. The hot water beats at your back with irritatingly perfect pressure, and as some of the fogginess leaves your brain you do your best to make sense of what the fuck is happening.

Despite everything you've been hit with today, it's still hard to wrap your mind around the fact that Kim Seokjin drugged you. And… kidnapped you? Are you kidnapped? You woke up with a fucking ankle cuff, but he also didn't seem too worried when he unlocked it and left you alone in here.

With a start, you wonder what happened to your phone. Does he have it? Has anyone called to check in on you? That should be your plan A.

The situation is utterly insane, and a hysterical giggle bubbles out of your chest before you can stop it. What the hell is this? If you got out of the shower, got dressed, and walked out of his house would he even stop you? Was this some weird roleplay scenario Jin got way too invested into?

You've known Seokjin for a year now, had a crush on him for most of that time, and there had been nothing to indicate that something like this would happen. Your friend groups overlapped, and when he had finally asked you on a date everyone had been thrilled. Maybe this is all some strange misunderstanding, that would make more sense than anything else.

Something in your gut tells you to be careful, though. Even if it seems ridiculous, if there's even a miniscule chance that this isn't a joke, then he could react… poorly to certain things you say. Before this, Jin had never been anything other than sweet, kind, and respectful. But you've known enough men who seem that way at first only to change completely when faced with something they didn't want to hear, and self-preservation has taught you to soften your words, skirt around sensitive subjects, and flatter egos.

Even if Jin's behavior makes you uneasy, you really don't have enough information to understand what's happened. He drugged you, but considering you woke up fully clothed on top of a made bed indicates that nothing physical happened. The weirdest thing - other than him saying he drugged you - is the ankle cuff. And with the concern in his eyes when he looked at you… well, at least it doesn't seem like he's going to hurt you.

You've also read enough thrillers and movies to realize that if you run out of this house - apartment? - screaming or looking like a crazy person, someone as handsome and charming as Seokjin could scoop you back up in a heartbeat. You remember reading about that exact situation happening with a serial killer who managed to convince the police to return his victim to his clutches.

Better to wait, to go with the flow and see what paths are available to you. Planning is never a bad idea, after all.

That decided, you finish washing off and step out to dry yourself in a fluffy white towel. You feel a little more grounded now, uncomfortable but at least calmer with the makings of a game plan. You'll first try to figure out what he did with your phone.

You put your old clothes back on with a grimace, because the idea of encouraging Seokjin by coming out in just a towel is even more distasteful. With the way he's acting like you're somehow already some established couple, he'd probably take it as an invitation.

When you nervously peek out the door, however, the bedroom is empty. Which is as suspicious as it is relieving.

The dirty sheets have been stripped off the bed, and some folded clothes sit atop the bare mattress. It's clear Seokjin means for you to wear them, and you briefly contemplate defiance before deciding there's no point antagonizing someone you clearly don't know as well as you thought.

You pick up the folded pair of sweatpants, and something falls to the ground. It's a familiar piece of fabric, and your blood freezes in your veins.

With trembling fingers, you kneel to pick up the pair of lacy cheeky underwear you thought you lost at the laundromat months ago. You had lamented its loss, because it had been one of your few splurges, a gem amongst your Fruit-of-the-Loom multipacks.

Why does Seokjin of all people have them? How? What the fuck. What the fuck.

Body shaking, you inspect them, desperately hoping that for some inexplicable reason he just happens to have the same brand, model, and size on hand. Your worst fears are confirmed when you see your initials on the tiny tag, written so your shitty roommate couldn't claim them as her own. Oh how you wish you were home, fuming about her dirty dishes taking up the sink.

They look clean, but you take a cautious, fearful sniff before relaxing slightly. Then a giggle bubbles out of you. You're trapped in a crazy guy's house, and you're relieved your stolen underwear just smells like laundry detergent. Maybe you're losing it.

It's all officially too much for you to process on your still pounding head. So you go by instinct - not that it fucking did you any good before - and change into what Seokjin has so kindly left you.

Of course his sweatpants fit you around the waist, because his own is stupidly tiny. You have to roll up the legs a little, and the shirt is decidedly baggy, but at this point you have more important things to worry about.

Like what exactly you're supposed to do now. You test the door knob, and are only slightly disappointed to find it locked. Perhaps Seokjin isn't quite as convinced of this lovey-dovey scenario as he seemed.

Mentally exhausted, you flop back onto the bed, legs dangling off the edge. Unbothered by the lack of sheets or your wet hair, you stare sightlessly up at the gauzy canopy above you. Your mind doesn't stop racing, but nothing really sticks out other than more repeated "what the fuck"s.

A knock startles you out of your haze.

"Are you dressed?" Seokjin calls, and you make a wordless noise of assent as you sit up. So nice of him to ask before entering the room he locked you into. There's a soft click before the knob turns, and he walks with damp hair, fresh clothes, and a warm smile that does nothing to dispel the cold unease in your gut.

"You look cute," he says with a happy grin, clearly enjoying the way you look swaddled in his clothes. You feel your face heat up at the admiration in his tone and remind yourself this fucker stole your underwear.

"How are you feeling?" he asks sweetly, and you blink. That is quite the loaded question, one you're not sure how to answer.

"Better," you respond, deciding to settle for a simplified version of the tumultuous thoughts taking residence in your head. You do feel a little more human now that you're clean, though you also certainly feel nowhere near the vicinity of good.

"I'm glad," says Seokjin with a relieved smile, striding towards you with his long legs and reaching forward to stroke your cheek. "I would never forgive myself if something happened to you."

An incredulous scoff bubbles from your throat unbidden, and your mouth moves before you can think the better of it.

"You mean like getting drugged and kidnapped?"

As soon as the words pass your lips you regret it. The flare of satisfaction at speaking your mind isn't worth any potential backlash when you have no idea how he'll react.

Seokjin just smiles at your outburst, bringing his other hand forward to cradle your face, shuffling closer so he's standing between your legs.

"I'm sorry if I scared you," he murmurs, leaning forward to rest his forehead against your own. The woody scent of his cologne wafts over you and you do your best not to let your gaze trail to his plump lips. "I just couldn't wait any longer."

"What do you mean?" you ask in a soft, quivering voice, unsure if your heart is racing from fear or something else. Despite the present circumstances, you've pined after Jin for so long that his proximity and touch is enough to pin you into place.

"I've wanted you for so long," Jin whispers, mouth only a hair away from your own. You can't move, can't look away, helpless against this spell he's weaving around you. You can almost believe this is a sweet, romantic little moment. If only it was that simple. "And you're finally mine."

Then he's kissing you, slow and sweet. His lips are just as soft as before, silkier than the sheets you woke up on, and your mind goes blank as you gasp against him. He takes it as an invitation, running his tongue across your lower lip before licking into your mouth with deliberate strokes that make your head spin.

You bring your hands up to his chest to push him away, but then his right hand shifts from his cheek to the back of your head, deepening the kiss. Instead, your fingers tangle into his shirt as an involuntarily whimper escapes your lips, and you find yourself pulling him closer.

His groan nearly does you in as he pushes you further up the bare mattress so he can climb over you, mouth never leaving yours. You tell yourself you're going along with this to appease him, to lull him into a false sense of security to make it easier for you to escape later. It's not because his warmth and scent have consumed you, that you're so pathetically starved for his touch that you're willing to ignore the warnings in your brain.

"I know you want this too," Seokjin breathes as he pulls back, staring down at you with swollen lips and dark eyes and looking far too gorgeous for someone who would resort to kidnapping. His hands begin to push up the hem of your - his - shirt, and you instinctively tug it back down, some tiny part of your brain still aware enough to keep you reluctant.

"It's okay, sweetheart," Jin croons, pushing your hands aside to let his fingers dance beneath the shirt, sending shivers and tingles across your skin. "You're beautiful."

His hands snake up higher despite the feeble way you grip his arms, your half-hearted attempt to stop him doing absolutely nothing to deter his questing touch. When his palms come to rest at your breasts, thumbs brushing over the lace covering your nipples, you bite your lip to hold back a gasp. Jin's eyes zero in on the movement and his lips quirk into a devastating smirk.

"Sensitive here?" he asks nonchalantly, and you shake your head as the final shreds of your self respect attempt to make a futile last stand.

"No-oo!" your protest ends in a squeak as he gives you an experimental pinch, sending a spark of desire between your legs. His eyes darken and his grin spreads as your body betrays you, and before you can react he's yanked your shirt up and over your head.

You don't even have time to try to cover your exposed skin before his hands are on you again, the cups of your bra shoved down to give him full access.

"W-wait," you gasp as he begins to knead at your skin in earnest, his pinches and caresses making your head fuzz and your blood simmer. Jin chuckles and leans in to nuzzle your ear, giving the shell a hot lick that draws another needy noise from your throat.

"You're being so shy, it's cute," he murmurs, and at his words a spark of irritation and anxiety breaks through the warm fuzz clouding your mind. You open your mouth to tell him you're not being shy, that you don't want this, but then he begins to suckle at your neck and all that comes out is another moan.

"J-Jin," you try again, attempting to formulate words while his teeth nip at your sensitive skin. He pulls away, but your relief at the reprieve vanishes when he replaces one of the hands at your chest with his mouth instead. He rolls his tongue around your nipple and you jolt, bucking your hips up against his hard erection, making him hiss.

Seokjin's free hand begins to trail downward to the hem of your sweatpants, and you feel another spark of panic mix with the fire in your chest. This whole situation has spiraled wildly out of your control, and you're not sure if there's anything you can do to stop it. If you ever could at all.

"D-don't," you gasp weakly, one hand tugging at his hair while your other grips his wrist in another pathetic attempt to keep him from going further. He easily ignores your struggles, dipping into your pants and underwear to drag wicked fingers along your dripping folds.

"Oh fuck," he groans, releasing your nipple with a wet pop in favor of watching your open-mouthed expression. "You're so wet for me."

You make a noise that was supposed to be a protest but only encourages him, and he gathers the arousal along your entrance before beginning to rub light, teasing circles around your clit. Your eyes flutter shut as you bite your lip, trying and failing to muffle the sounds of pleasure and distress that his motions are pulling from you.

"P-please s-stop," you hiccup even as your traitorous body bucks against his palm, wet and aching as he alternates between rubbing your swollen bud and running his fingers teasingly against your folds. You're still trying to push his hand away, though with such little force that even you can tell you're no longer putting any effort into it.

"You're dripping, baby," Jin groans with appreciation as he slides his middle finger into you. You mewl at the way his thick digit stretches your walls, hands falling to scrabble at the mattress as you try not to arch into his touch. He pumps his finger in and out of you, completely ensnared by sweet moans spilling out of your kiss-swollen lips, testing different motions and angles to see what other pretty sounds he can pull out of you.

"Oh fuck," you keen softly when the pad of his finger curls into something that makes your entire body tense. Jin locks onto it like a predator targeting his prey, giving another rub that brings a high-pitched "ah!" of pleasure from your throat.

"Yeah?" he asks hoarsely as he drinks in your expression. He adds a second finger, feeling his cock twitch painfully when you let out a ragged moan. "You like that?"

"P-please," you beg through teary eyes, unsure if you're asking him to stop or keep going. Your body feels hot and heavy, brain swimming with cotton as you try to remember why you had been pushing him away in the first place. You bring your hands up to grab Jin's shirt, pulling him closer and he obeys, expression wild and reverent.

He crashes his lips onto yours, devouring you as you pant and gasp against his mouth. His tongue slides sloppily against yours as he fucks into you with relentless fingers and you arch your body shamelessly as liquid fire pools through all your limbs, thick and unescapable.

"Jin," you gasp, hips stuttering against his hand as the pressure in your veins becomes overwhelming. Seokjin growls, grinding the heel of his palm against your clit as he rubs insistently at your walls. You snap with a choked cry, body quaking beneath him as your cunt spasms around his fingers.

"That's it," Jin rasps as he presses his hand hard against you, letting you rub yourself against him as you ride out your climax.

He only relents when you scoot your hips away, fucked out and quivering with oversensitivity. Before you can regain any modicum of sense or sanity, he's pulling off your sweatpants and (stolen) underwear.

"I need a taste," he breathes, running a finger down your swollen, sensitive lips. "You'll let me, right?"

Seokjin - shockingly - doesn't wait for your answer before diving in, licking a broad stripe up your slit and making you twitch futilely against his face.

"T-too much," you whimper as his tongue sends electric jolts throughout your body, hands fisting in his hair as you try to push him off.

"Sorry baby, you're just too sweet," he groans, burying his face deeper between your legs and gripping your thighs to keep you from wiggling away. "I can't get enough."

Jin laps mercilessly at your clit, long slow strokes that soon have your toes curling and your protests melting into weak gasps. And when he presses his fingers back into you, thrusting and twisting just so, you know you're done for. You're already twitching and oversensitive from his earlier attack. All he has to do is continue his steady ministrations and before long your thighs are clenching around him as he forces you over the edge yet again, yanking on his hair and grinding your pussy against him as his fingers dig bruises into your soft flesh.

You lay there panting and trembling, staring as Seokjin sits back on his heels and wipes your juices off his glistening chin. You'd be embarrassed if you had any capacity for thought, but the only thing on your mind is a hazy "holy shit." No one has ever been so single-handedly determined to get you off, or been attentive enough to be able to do it so effectively.

He's staring at you with an expression that makes you flush, as if you somehow did something incredible when he was the one who had reduced you to incoherent babbles.

"You're perfect," Jin says, so sincerely that you feel your heart flutter again despite - what were you upset about, again? Then it comes crashing back - the drugging, the kidnapping, the fucking ankle cuff that's still on the bed and you feel anxiety cut through the bliss clouding your mind.

It only rises when he pulls off his shirt, revealing perfect golden skin and lean muscle that almost distracts you from the bulge in his pants and the wet spot that's formed. Attraction and anxiety well inside of you, and instead of trying to get away like a rational person you find yourself frozen to the spot, watching him kick off his sweatpants.

His cock springs free, long and thick and leaking precum and you swallow as you stare in disbelief.

"Um," you say stupidly, wondering when he's gonna say "surprise" and reveal his real, normal-sized penis. Then he begins crawling toward you and it becomes apparent that yes, apparently Seokjin is blessed in every single area except his sanity. The feeling begins to return to your limbs and you find yourself scrambling away, panic at fitting that inside of you finally tipping the scales to self preservation.

Seokjin grabs your legs with a carefree laugh that sends a chill down your spine, pulling you back towards him.

"Being shy again?" he teases, pressing a soft kiss against your ankle as you try to yank yourself out of his grip.

"Jin, please stop," you beg, heart hammering as you try to push him away. "I can't - I don't want to -"

"I'll take it slow," Jin says soothingly, pulling you snug against him. You gasp as the head of his cock brushes against your entrance, before redoubling your efforts and trying to kick at him.

"Baby, I know you're scared, but-"

"Of course I'm scared, you asshole," you snarl, finally pushed past the point of self-preservation as your patience snaps. "Let me go!"

To your increasing confusion and alarm, Seokjin just gives you a gentle smile as he pins your legs with his, then grabs your flailing arms with his own. He transfers them to one large hand and you try to wrench them out of his grip, to no avail.

"I didn't want to do this, but…"

He trails off and reaches above your head and to the side. Fear bubbles in your chest as you wonder what he might do - drug you again? Fuck you while you're unconscious?

Jin lets one of your hands free while he wraps something around your wrist and you immediately try to go for his eyes. Unfortunately he's prepared and catches you easily, with another obnoxious chuckle as if he thinks you're being cute. When you try to yank free again you realize your right hand is now bound in a cuff that matches the one on your ankle earlier.

"W-what the fuck?" you screech, writhing against him as he snaps another into place around your formerly free wrist. "Jin, what the fuck?"

"I know you're just scared," Seokjin coos lovingly, a manic glint shining in his eyes as he leans in to brush tender kisses along your jaw. You jerk your head away and he just sighs, diverting his attention to your neck and shoulder instead.

His hands begin stroking at your breasts and sides again as you try to buck him off, but with his weight on your legs it's a useless effort. You clench your jaw shut as he begins to nip and suck at your skin, trying to will your body not to react to his ministrations.

"It's okay, baby," he murmurs soothingly, rolling a nipple between thumb and forefinger and sending unwanted sparks down your spine. He scoots back, setting his hands on your thighs before you can kick at him, and begins trailing slow, lazy kisses down your stomach. "I'll take care of you."

"Jin, please stop," you try, anger fading into dread as it truly hits you that you're not going anywhere he doesn't want you to. He meets your gaze from between your legs, smiles, and you feel your heart sink.

"N-no," you whisper, trying to squeeze your legs closed. His tongue begins to prod at your entrance, and you bite your lip as you yank uselessly at your wrists. Jin's hands knead tenderly at the meat of your thighs as he licks up and down your slit, eyes sharp for every change in your expression.

You try not to give him the satisfaction of a reaction, try not to reveal the way every flick of his tongue makes you ache for more. But it's obvious in each jerk of your hips, the way you can feel yourself practically dripping onto his lips.

Tears prickle your eyes at how utterly useless you feel, intermingled with shame at how you are enjoying this despite your efforts not to. If you had managed to keep yourself together earlier, could you have prevented this? Was it your fault for being too starry-eyed to notice any red flags before?

"J-Jin, please," you sniffle, wriggling helplessly in his grip as he forces you to take what he's giving you. Your plea has the opposite effect you wanted, only making him groan and double his enthusiasm as you writhe in pleasure and anguish. His tongue delves deep into you, lapping up everything you have to offer, and a moan wrenches itself from your throat as his nose rubs against your clit.

Your previous two orgasms have already left you sensitive and weak, and you whine pitifully as he fucks you open with his tongue. The sounds coming from between your legs are obscene, sloppy and wet as he eats you out like a man starved. It's like he's found an oasis between your legs and he's determined to drink you dry.

It's only a matter of time, really, before the pleasure pooling in your gut threatens to overflow, and your muscles tense as you try to hold yourself back.

"N-no," you choke, trying to jerk away for the umpteenth time as Jin's treacherous tongue brings you higher and higher. "I - I don't want-"

One of his hands leaves your thigh to press gently on your clit and your voice dies as pleasure pulses through you. Your legs lock around Jin's head as you come hard on his face, mouth open in a silent scream as his tongue fucks you through another orgasm you didn't ask for.

You're still panting, still trembling from the aftershocks when you feel the insistent nudge of something thick and blunt against your swollen folds.

"Wait," you begin, trying not to moan when Jin drags his heavy cock up and down your entrance. Each time the head rubs against your clit you feel your bones turn to jelly, and by the way Jin licks his lips, he can tell exactly what he's doing to you.

"You're so wet, baby," he breathes raggedly, eyes on your dazed expression as he lines himself up. He drives his tip into you, so thick that despite the slide the burning stretch forces a treacherous moan from your throat. "So perfect for me."

"Oh my god," you whimper as he forces his way further inside, eyes rolling back as you arch into his chest. He's too fucking big, overwhelming in horribly delicious ways, every vein and ridge snug against you and threatening to rob you of your sanity.

"Fuck, so tight," Jin hisses, cock twitching inside of you as you clench around him. For a moment it seems like your walls won't let him any further, and you quiver beneath him as he pulls out just enough to fuck you open a little more.

The friction is sinfully, devastatingly perfect and all you can do is lie there and take it, lips parted as you gasp and whimper at the overwhelming pressure in your core. If he keeps going, something is going to break, and it might be you.

"It's too much," you choke as he gives another experimental thrust that sends your unshed tears spilling over your cheeks. "J-Jin, I can't, you're too big, I-"

He cuts you off by pressing his lips against yours, the softness of his kiss at complete odds with the way he's splitting you open.

"You're being so good for me, baby," he murmurs in a voice that sounds almost as ragged as yours. He cradles your face in his hands, brushing your tears away with gentle thumbs as you sniffle and hiccup beneath him.

Then he shoves into you another inch, and the words die in your throat, replaced by a broken whimper that makes him freeze above you.

"Shit," he curses, and your foggy mind has a split second to wonder what he means before he pulls out, leaving you a conflicted mixture of relieved and achingly empty.

"Wh-"

Jin rams into you in one vicious thrust, ripping a scream from your throat as he buries himself to the hilt. He fucks into you fast and hard, giving you no time to recover and leaving you sobbing and begging for him to slow down.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he pants as you struggle uselessly beneath him, legs kicking out as he drives himself into you again and again. His eyes are wild, pupils blown out as he drinks in your tear-stained face, and a twisted part of you thinks you've never seen anything more terrible and beautiful. "You feel too good, baby, fuck."

When he brings his hand between the two of you to rub at your clit you think you might actually die. It's all too much, he's too much, his stupid giant dick is too much, fucking every thought out of your head except that you have never felt so much at once, pain and pleasure and fear and arousal all blending into some primordial mixture that has you helpless and pliant beneath him.

The look on your face must be something, because it makes Jin's eyes widen for a split second before he's yanking your legs up over his shoulders and thrusting into you even more frantically than before.

This new angle makes you scream again as black spots dance in your vision, and you're unable to formulate any words other than the broken babbles Jin is forcing out of your lips.

"Fuck, you're taking me so well," Jin growls, the slap of skin against skin filling the room as he slams into you over and over again. You can only cry out, your throat almost as raw as your trembling wrists.

"Pleasepleaseplease," you sob helplessly, hating the way he's fucking every rational thought from your head. "Fuck, slow down, please."

In a miraculous turn of events, Seokjin actually listens to you, and lets your legs splay back down around his hips. But then he thrusts into you even deeper, grinding his cock into you as far as it can go and you choke at the sensation. The pain is overshadowed by the way his pelvis presses against your clit and you feel yourself spasm around his length.

"Oh, fuck," Seokjin groans, repeating the movement, and you feel like if you weren't currently speared on his dick you might float away into nothing. All you're aware of anymore is the way Jin's cock is rubbing nerves you didn't know existed, the gooey fire he's grinding out of your clit and sending out to every finger tip.

You're not sure how long you're in that haze, how long Jin's hips are rutting against yours as curses at the way your traitorous walls are sucking him deeper. But the pressure keeps building, and building, and building, and a faraway part of you panics, thinks that if you go over the edge you'll never stop falling.

"Cum for me, baby," Jin growls, eyes glued to your face as you fight the inevitable. You screw your eyes shut, but there's no escaping the steady, mind-melting friction as he mercilessly grinds his cock into you.

"N-no," you slur in a broken voice that doesn't even sound real anymore, your core throbbing with need. You're too fucked out too move, tied up and unable to do anything but let him keep rubbing you raw. The pressure is unbearable and you feel more tears spill down your face. "No, I can't, I can't."

Jin just moans in appreciation as he watches your rapidly unraveling expression. You look absolutely debauched, eyes wet and glassy, a trickle of blood running down from where you've bitten into your lip, chest rising and falling in pants and moaned protests.

"No," you hiccup as he works you over, relentless and insatiable. He's ruthless in his quest to discover everything you have to offer, his filthy sweet words and praises only adding to the tempest overwhelming your body. You sob for him to stop as the pressure of his stretch and the relentless friction on your clit consume you. "Nonon-ohhhmygodddd!"

Your protests end in a wail as the dam bursts, your entire body spasming uncontrollably as Jin lets out a destroyed groan. You don't hear him, lost to the waves of color wracking your frame as you cum and cum and fucking cum.

"Holy shit baby," Seokjin gasps as you drench his thighs and mattress, hips bucking against him as you ride out the heat flooding your veins. You're barely aware of it, though when he starts fucking into you again you let out a sweet little whine that just drives him more wild.

"You feel so good," he grunts, pace unsteady your cunt clamps down on his pulsing cock. "Squeezing me so tight, like you want me to fill you up."

You gasp in alarm as his words register through your fading high, and Jin smirks down at your glazed eyes.

"You like that?" he asks roughly, hips stuttering even more as you writhe beneath him. "You want me to make you mine?"

You try to protest, but nothing comes out of your mouth but humiliating, wrecked moans each time he thrusts into your twitching cunt. His motions grow rougher, more erratic and when you try to wiggle your ass away all he does is slam you back onto him so hard you see stars. It's clear he's blown straight past any potential stop sign, and the desperate grunts coming from his throat are enough for your body to betray you as your walls clamp down on his length once more.

He buries himself deep with a wrecked groan and you feel his cock twitch as he empties himself inside you. You let out a strangled sound halfway between a protest and a moan, spent and defeated as Jin pants and collapses onto you. He buries his face in your neck, pressing soft kisses against your skin and you're torn between enjoying his tenderness and wanting to scream.

"God, you're so perfect," he sighs as he nuzzles your ear. You can't speak, still trying to get your brain to form a coherent thought. At least it's over, and he can hopefully leave you to your shame and horror as you try to unpack what he's done and your own body's reactions to his ministrations.

Seokjin hoists himself up to his elbows, still inside you, and gives you a smile so sweet and adoring you find it hard to reconcile him with the man who just fucked the living daylights out of you.

"I didn't know you could do that," he says with a grin, and you blink at him in confusion. He laughs and kisses your nose, before gesturing to the giant wet spot you're both currently laying in.

"Oh," is all that comes out. You're too exhausted to even be surprised or grossed out that you're right on top of it. "Me neither."

"Just for me, huh," he murmurs lovingly, eyes darkening as he traces your cheek with his fingers. You feel his cock begin to swell inside of you and your eyes widen in alarm despite the whisper of ecstacy it sends through you.

"Jin, I can't handle another round," you plead pitifully, fear filling you at the thought of surviving another session like that. Your throat is raw from screaming, your wrists are chafed from your struggles, and your poor pussy is swollen and sore, unused to so much punishment.

"Of course you can," he replies, giving a shallow thrust that has your traitorous body arching into him again. The squelch from the mixture of his seed and your own arousal makes you want to cry. "See?"

"Please," you beg again, as if it had worked at all the previous times you had tried. He just smiles, one hand cupping your cheek lovingly as the other trails down to where the two of you are connected.

"It's okay, baby," he soothes, brushing his fingers lightly over your abused clit and swallowing your moan with his lips. "You're perfect for me, after all."

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[clownmoontoon]

I just found out about the whole bn///a and tow things came two my mind: 1) the fy k. 2)THE FUCKK!!!??

I used to read this manga when it first came out and i honestly though it was going to be good they had a good story coming out and nice or cool characters desings but then came the anime (wich surprise me to go 3 full seasons but i undertood) i try to keep up.wirh the manga cuz that was i start it

But.as it goes futhure it lost its charms amd i lost interest ( the fandom they were too much) and left (the school festival arc wasn't even starting)

Once in a while a random post of them would pop out and see it some spoilers of them (da__bi was one of the most i saw at time)

I try to filter them.......looks how that turn out

But really, what the actual hell is happening?? Is super hell all over again but much worst,

And i can't stop laughing of how much non sens and caos is in this

Oh man,this would end in blood i tell you (also if you could tell my what the hell is happening to de\\\ku i would thank you forever)

OUUU OK A LOT'S BEEN GOIN ON IN THE MANGO BUT I THINK I CAN BREAK DOWN THE MAIN POINTS OF WOTS GOIN ON W DEKU RN

⭐️ p much everybody in the main cast knows deku inherited all might's power and that all might and all the other grown ups expect him to take up the mantle of "symbol of peace"

⭐️ All For One (the big baddie) has possessed shigaraki's body (the hand guy) and is causing a fuck ton of chaos bc he broke out all the baddest villains from bad villain superjail aka Tartarus, and lots of heroes have died and if they havent died a lot of them quit

⭐️ SO deku decides to leave school and go villain hunting full time, he knows everyone expects him to be the Greatest ™ and he wants to protect everybody AND KNOWS AFO IS AFTER HIM SPECIFICALLY TO STEAL HIS QUIRK(S) so he figures leaving is the safest option and all might supports him (and regrets it later)

⭐️ he leaves his classmates all a letter saying hes leaving (they dont take it well lmao)

⭐️ deku can communicate w the previous (dead) users of One For All in his mind space and can now use all their quirks + One For All so hes just this mASS BALL OF POWER STUFFED IN A 16 YR OLD

⭐️ deku starts to feel like he shouldnt rest until he finds AFO so he hasnt been eating/sleeping/cleaning himself off after each fight and now when ppl see him theyre like.. genuinely terrified of him bc hes covered in dirt and blood and looks like this

⭐️ FINALLY HIS FRIENDS STEP IN AND ARE @ THE ADULTS LIKE "HEY THIS IS RLLY UNHEALTHY AND FUCKED UP CAN WE GO BRING HIM BACK" and they decide ye maybe we shouldnt have put all are hopes on a fuckin teenager's shoulders that was kinda messed up of us actually (also they were using him as bait .. he agreed to it but WOW.. ADULTS PLS DO YOUR JOBS)

⭐️ SO all his classmates from 1A work together to bring him down and tbh they cant, even all together, hes just too powerful now so

⭐️ as theyre fighting him (hes fighting back bc he still believes he shouldnt stay/be around ppl for their own protection) they start yelling all the ways hes inspired them and how they wanna stand with him and not be protected behind him

⭐️ THATS WHY MINETA YELLS THAT LINE THAT GOT MISTRANSLATED AND MADE EVERYONE GO NUTS SLDKJD

⭐️ finally iida is the one who catches up w deku (w help from bakugo bc even if iida is the fastest in the class w all these quirks deku is faster now) and quotes deku back at him saying "a hero's job is to help even when they arent asked" or smth like that and that finally makes deku break down and theyre both crying!

AND THATS WHERE WE ARE RN AS OF CHAP 321

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WEILAN FIC REC

It's as the title says - the five times Shen Wei did a horny grip™ because let it be known that while Zhao Yunlan is explicitly shamelessly thirsty, Shen Wei is equally as thirsty but in a more lowkey manner. Oh, and of course, WeiLan as lesbians can't be passed up for this.(gift fic for taki who introduced the weilan lesbian agenda to me!)Hello! I finally had some time (spoiler: I actually didn’t but I can always have time for my dads) to properly make a compilation of WeiLan fanfic recommendations. I included some CN ones bc I absolutely love them to bits and pieces and some WeiLan derivatives bc why not. 

Please click the kudos and leave a comment on the authors’ works to thank them and show your appreciation! <3 This will be updated periodically.

bc I’m shameless - imma shove my own weilan fics here

Title: Uhaw Summary: Shen Wei felt a smile on his face despite the seriousness of the situation. “Your loyalty will forever remain divided.” // “My loyalty is with you.” Zhao Yunlan declared. “Always has been, always will be.” [WEILAN MAFIA/GANGSTER AU 1/1] Notes: i was horny for weilan being horny for each other and being a power couple with some plot thrown in the mix im not sorry

Title: Devour Your God Summary: "The beast inside him howls and the inhumane thunderous chanting resounds in the beautiful ghost king. You remember don’t you? The more beautiful the ghost...the more terrifying."

[a look through shen wei's eyes as he goes through kunlun's multiple reincarnations until zhao yunlan; novel-compliant and shen san extra hints but should be spoiler free 1/1] Notes: sometimes we’re also sad in our weilan lives but do know they get their happy ending anyway

Title: Earlier On Summary: Zhao Yunlan starts remembering his life as Kunlun months after he first entered the world and his only clue resides on that creature (because his adult brain is now telling his baby brain that that wasn't a human) robed in white with a golden mask peering down on his crib. Notes: [novel-verse gift fic for orro AKA babey zhao yunlan having adult brain/memories who’s everyone’s source of headache]

Title: Five Times Shen Wei Did A Horny Grip Summary: It's as the title says - the five times Shen Wei did a horny grip™ because let it be known that while Zhao Yunlan is explicitly shamelessly thirsty, Shen Wei is equally as thirsty but in a more lowkey manner. Oh, and of course, WeiLan as lesbians can't be passed up for this. Notes: (gift fic for taki who introduced the weilan lesbian agenda to me!)

Title: Some Things Stay The Same and Some Don't  Summary: “Xiao Wei,” Zhao Yunlan called in a serious voice making Shen Wei stiffen in attention, “Your boobs are actually big, aren’t they?” Shen Wei almost slipped from her position at the unexpected - or well, this is Zhao Yunlan so perhaps ‘expected’ should be the term - comment. “Yunlan, honestly!” “No really, it’s bigger than mine.” “Everyone’s bigger than your tiny mangoes, stupid owner.” Da Qing laughed from the kitchen. “I think even Lin Jing and Lao Chu have bigger ones compared to you.” Notes: lesbian!weilans part 2 for emmy featuring the primordial gods, shen wei + mama zhao interaction, and kunlun taking in 2 ghost queens instead of just one

Title: Repercussions of Meddling Summary: “You know what the diviner’s instructions were, right? Gather the hallows and let fate run its course or else there can be dire consequences.” Zhao Yunlan clenched his fist as he recalls Shen Wei’s hardships paralleled with Ye Zun’s loss of sanity, the ghost lovers’ fate in an effort to protect him, the brewing war as the vision the hallows have given him on their deaths, and an ever burning flame on his soul as he watched Shen Wei disappear stay clear.“There can’t be anything more dire than that future.” The two leaders looked at each other meaningfully. “And if the bulk of the repercussions on you twisting the timeline falls on you?” Zhao Yunlan huffed in amusement and flipped his long hair to his back. “If I'm the one who has to pay then so be it.” Notes: aka ye zun is a bad influence to shen wei and add that in for 10,000 years where they're both awake, alive, and together waiting for a certain someone's reappearance in their lives --- THIS CAN GET DARK; drama canon divergence au where zhao yunlan as kunlun ends up saving ye zun in the past and meddling with time 

Title: A Path Back Home Summary: The Dixing kingdom's delegation set off for a peace treaty with the kingdom of Haixing as new tides of the world was coming. For some, this was a turning point for the three kingdoms. For Ye Zun and his father, this was a chance to bring back their two other family members home with them. The past retains its stories and secrets, the present shakes the foundations of everyone's belief, and the future is a path back home. (read a/n before reading!) Notes: weilan royalty a/b/o au aka the most self-indulgent fic (it wasn’t supposed to be multi-chap but brain said ‘world building’ and now i suffer)

Title: where everything converges Summary: collection for weilan week prompts - day 1: beginnings (SID+SW meets the youngest primordial god) day 3: au (tgcf au of god!ZYL and ghost king!SW) day 7: anniversary (there will come a day where SW wakes up to the 5,000 years and 1 day of being with ZYL)

Title: in all worlds and in all timelines Summary: collection of weilan prompts (do send some and i’ll see if i can write it!)

Title: The Power of Words Summary: “You have lived for as long as I have and so you must know that words have power. The likes of old sayings and proverbs hold a decree to them the longer it’s passed around from one breathing soul to another. They become entities and binding spells on their own through time.”

“What has that got to do with anything right now? Ghost Slayer, you are already treading a dangerous path with the choices you have made the past months. Do I still need to remind you of this?” the spirit asked.

The black robed creature acted as if he didn’t hear his companion and spoke once more. “I suppose it doesn’t matter right as of this moment,” he crossed his legs and continued, “Let me tell you a story; a secret.” Notes: it was supposed to be a oneshot but my need for novel shen wei characterization bled through so now it’s a 3shot *sigh* 

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Title:  狗在江湖 Notes: this is a mix of novel and drama elements AND it’s a/b/o AND it has 30 chapters so obv i cried

Title: Sweet Dreams Summary:  朱白ABO，架空末世微悬疑。 Notes: okay so it was weird for me at first bc they were using zhubai’s names until i realized they were pertaining to weilan derivative in general AND OKAY LISTEN - the plot??? THE PLOT??? GLORIOUS

Title: 我说所有的酒都不如你 Summary: 这大概是一个东江二哈狼和东江气死猫你追我跑你继续追我假装跑你拼命追我跑不动了的爱情故事（。 Notes: 2Luo aka Luo Fusheng x Luo Fei weilan derivative and this is legit my favorite derivative fic!!! they mixed both dramas and fed me sentinel + guide trope AND THEN WOW PLOT

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Title:  Black Cloak Reversed Summary:  Chief Zhao is a little too friendly with the Black-Cloaked Envoy. The members of the SID worry that he's being emotionally disloyal to Professor Shen. Notes: drama; zhao yunlan is a filthy, thirsty man and SID mourns over this fact

Title:  my heart broke loose on the wind Summary:  If Yunlan is going to learn how to make actual food that requires more effort than just boiling water and putting hot water into stuff, he’s going to have to take all the notes. “Right,” he says to himself. “How hard can it be?” He watches all twenty-two minutes and fourteen seconds of Chef Shen's video without fast-forwarding. When it comes to an end, he clicks on the replay button. He ends up taking zero notes, and the only thing he manages to learn from the whole exercise is that Chef Shen -Shen Wei- is really fucking beautiful when he smiles. Notes: au; alternative summary - ye zun: how thirsty are you for my bro zhao yunlan: thirsty? pls im a paragon of all things holy, i am a kind and generous citizen of the world, i am - ye zun: i can help you get in his pants  zhao yunlan: - thirsty af; i am very thirsty 

Title:  when we reunite, the world will tilt on its axis Summary:  Zhao Yunlan tries to figure out how he should approach the matter of young Shen Wei. Notes: drama; babey!shen wei who's so earnest and genuinely in-love ahhh im soft

Title:  Wild Thing, Stop Your Teasing Summary: Shen Wei’s eyelid twitch as Yunlan unwraps another lollipop, closes his spit-shiny lips around the spherical head while looking at Shen Wei under dark eyes and thick lashes. Fists clenched on his pant leg, Shen Wei swallows and tamps down the urge to grab Yunlan across the table. Notes: drama; when you think zhao yunlan's thirst has a limit - he goes an open his mouth but hey shen wei's head over heels thousands of years ago already anyway

Title:  Tease the Wild Thing Summary: Yunlan's POV from shaenanigans' awesome fic ''Wild Thing, Stop your Teasing''. Yeah, it's the one with the lollipops, and the porn with feels. You know. The Good Stuff. Notes: more weilan smut after the one above?? SIGN ME TF UP

Title:  without complexities or pride Summary:  “Kunlun Hall’s rules do not apply to you,” Yunlan says simply, moving to steep some tea for Shen Wei. “You are the Black Cloak Envoy. Lord Kunlun holds you in high regard.” “And you hold him in high regard,” Shen Wei adds before he’s able to stop himself. Shen Wei can hear the wretched jealousy in his own voice, and no doubt Yunlan can as well, because Yunlan’s smile turns sly, and his eyes are very knowing when he says, “In a way, I suppose I do.” Notes: (Or, the Not-Exactly-A-Courtesan!Yunlan fic.) >> im crying bc YES

Title:  Every ridge hand-picked by the late sun’s slant light Summary:  Zhao Yunlan gets up to greet this man, his destiny – who is currently scowling behind his fancy embroidered mask – and smiles as filthily as he can make it. Whatever else they might be to each other, Shen Wei has been taunting him for weeks. Zhao Yunlan is going to take him home and fuck him until he cries and he wants Shen Wei to know that. “Long time, no see,” he says. The Black Cloaked Envoy blanches. Notes: when i say i thirst for weilan papapa where shen wei loses his self control - I MEAN IT

Title:  that's where you belong Summary:  First of all, how dare Shen Wei. Second of all, Zhao Yunlan has been looking forward to this for like, as long as he's been aware that Shen Wei is an alpha. Third of all -- Notes: im crying bc all i ever wanted was for novel weilan's characterization bc i know their papapa would be the hottest with that and i have been fed with this need and even partnered w/ a/b/o trope /SOBS

Title:  Just Cared Too Much Summary:  Zhao Yun Lan found out his father was dead while he was pouring concrete down the throat of a backstabbing dickbag. “Chief, I'm sorry, the Boss is gone. Shot to the head, on his way to meet the Russians.” Notes: i was dying to have a mafia au and this appeared THANK YOU; and def one of the other things that pushed me to finish my own mafia au for weilan lol

Title:  家教 - or - Domestic Education Summary:  Shen Wei is the Ghost King, born out of the unyielding chaos of entropy that had consumed the underworld before the creation of the wheel of reincarnation. He's the cosmic guardian of death and all her darlings, and the universe through the lens of his eye is rife with demons, hungry ghosts, and shadows creeping out of their places. So there is absolutely no way he is getting sick. Notes: im novel verse trash and we get that PLUS mama!zhao uhh hell yes???

Title:  Sarva Summary:  Or, 一切. At work, in public, Shen Wei is meticulously, seamlessly polite. In bed, he's something else. Notes:  this was the first weilan smut i read AND ALL THE YES BC SHEN WEI LOSING IT FOR ZHAO YUNLAN IS MY KINK

Title:  Future Forged Summary: Masquerading as Kunlun, Zhao Yunlan sets out on a mission to recover the stolen Hallows alongside the young Shen Wei. Along the way, he discovers new abilities, forges new bonds, unearths old histories, and learns that the universe goes beyond his wildest imagination. Notes: lol way better take on what happened during that time travel thing than what the drama had

Title:  who you allow Summary: But then Zhao Yunlan goes and gets a haircut, and Shen Wei. Pouts. For like three days. Notes: for the record - i, too, believe shen wei will pout bc of this

Title:  Significant Other Colour Summary: Collars are so old-fashioned and Zhao Yunlan can’t help but feel that there’s an ulterior motive hiding behind Shen Wei’s innocently widened eyes. Notes: tfw i've tried to bury my needs on acknowledging how shen wei canonically wants to lock up zhao yunlan and then this fic hits me - author pls let me love you (for y'all heed the warnings)

Title:  Afterimage Summary:  Zhu Yi Long is an awkward turtle. Now he has to deal with letting Shen Wei and Ye Zun go. Notes:  okay so im not really into fics on real people but this was done so well? it explores the effects of zhu yilong's method acting and sets straight that zhubai and weilan are not one and the same at the end of the day

Title:  Twill Seeker Summary: The young master has a thing for the butler. The butler is at the end of his rope. Notes: if anyone comes after me and my apparent need for butler shen wei and young master zhao yunlan, hide me

Title:  When You're Old, You Want To Celebrate Birthdays At Home Summary: Shen Wei comes home to a surprise. Notes: me, wiping a tear: oh look, a ye zun characterization i actually like even if he's mentioned only

Title:  do nothing day Summary:  “The stress of work is exhausting me and my wife is scolding me now,” Zhao Yunlan pretends to whine, hiding his face in the blankets. “You’ve seen who I work with, those stubborn kids who cause me nothing but trouble. You’re supposed to be on my side, meant to pity me when the world turns against me. I deserve this day off and I reserve the right to do as I please. And if I want to be a slug in the bed then that’s what I’m going to do.” Notes: "It’s so gentle that Shen Wei almost can’t stand it, the way Zhao Yunlan lets him do as he likes, just receiving whatever Shen Wei wants to give him. And there’s so much that Shen Wei wants to lavish onto his Zhao Yunlan." -- dont bother for the ambulance i know im DOA

Title:  Heat and Desire Summary: Five times Zhao Yunlan had an oral fixation and one time Shen Wei did something about it. Notes: "You tease me, Zhao Yunlan," Shen Wei whispers, his breath tickling against Zhao Yunlan’s ear. "You tease me and you tease me and you seem to think that I won't do anything about it." -- me, choking: IM FINE

Title:  Just A Phone Call Away Summary:  Chief Zhao gets hurt on a case and nobody wants to be the one to call Professor Shen and tell him.... Notes: SID family + shen wei's first reaction to the call??? sign me up

Title:  Never Losing You Summary:  Yunlan can't open his eyes, can't shut his mouth. Needy, keening noises pour out of his throat completely out of his control. Shen Wei's closed fist is around him, pumping fast and tight in rhythm to his fucking, making him see stars exploding behind closed eyelids, thoroughly engulfed by the incredible sensations racketing up and down his spine originating from where they're so deliciously joined. Shen Wei's other hand cradles his jaw, careful, reverent, but also serves to ground Yunlan to the bed so Shen Wei can fuck him harder, deeper. Notes: i can never have enough weilan papapa bc if canon doesn't give me the explicit juicy details then im turning to fic writers with metaphorical gold payment

Title:  third time's the charm Summary: “I’m what Da Qing likes to describe as ‘especially tenacious’ when I’m in heat, even more so when I have a specific Alpha in mind,” Yunlan tells him, casual. (Or, three times Shen Wei helps Zhao Yunlan through his heat.) Notes: me, looking through the window with a faraway look: a/b/o universe makes me weak even if it's not even explicit

Title: this secret language that we speak Summary: "If you don't want to do this any more," says Shen Wei, "you get off the couch, and we'll do whatever you want. Do you understand?" Zhao Yunlan is so hot he thinks he's going to light the couch on fire. He swallows and nods."I didn't hear you," says Shen Wei, implacable as death. "Do you understand?" Zhao Yunlan has to clear his throat, and when he manages to speak, his voice is gravelled with arousal. "Yeah. I do." "Good," says Shen Wei. Notes: i cried 69 times bc my horny ass is fed and jfc domineering shen wei??? *cries for the 70th time*

Title: Shen Wei Summary: Shen Wei loves Zhao Yunlan, and there is only so long he can feign otherwise. Notes: [Zhao Yunlan gives a small shrug, uninvested in the argument. “All right. And where do you belong?” Shen Wei freezes, flashes of memory assaulting him, of Kunlun’s skin hot against his, of promises moaned against each other’s necks. Inside you is all he can think.] BINCH I DIED AT THIS PART

Title: Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This Summary: Zhao Yunlan jerks back to the waking world gasping and screaming and drowning in the anguish that comes with being lit on eternal consuming fire. The unmistakable rich copper taste of blood fills his mouth and he opens tear-filled bloodshot eyes that he was sure melted a long time ago with the rest of his physical body. He sees faces crowding around him in varying degrees of worry, but the pain blinds him from putting names to the faces. His throat feels raw, as if he'd been screaming for centuries and realizes on the next breath that he's been screaming a name. Shen Wei's name. Notes: drama-verse but a hopeful one TYL im here for the whole the last episode didn’t happen bc we can use the plot that the drama threw away lol

Title: Aftermath Summary: The fallout after the dust has settled. Notes: a look on what happened after the 4th extra in the novel; s o f t

Title: The world that we'll invent Summary: Shen Wei's self-control continues to be tested. Notes: [Nothing in Shen Wei's long existence has prepared him for the problem that is Zhao Yunlan.] >> honestly this is the summary of weilan in general 

Title: Quiet Heart, Hollow Body Summary: It has been ten thousand years since Shen Wei met Kunlun, but he could never forget the one who first saw beyond the mask of the Black Cloaked Envoy to the person beneath. Notes: im novel bias for so many reasons but this was absolutely amazing as a drama setting bc it /is/ closer to the novel setting bc shen wei was actually awake those 10,000 years so that desperation and intensity of novel!sw is closer here - really great read

last updated: March 2, 2020

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Episode 3: Across the River and into the Trees

Hello, I’m Fwee, a mature and responsible adult who is absolutely not imitating a Labrador wagging its entire butt with its tail. Of course not. It’s rude of you to assume I am. Honestly. I’m just here, with my drinks and tissues and pillows, watching some Nanner Fish. A normal hoomun.

This is The Episode, if I’ve got my timing right!

A second in and already more beautiful scenery. Thank you, Mappa! The prison looks so much better in the morning. A screenshot from last episode for comparison:

Impressive.

Is anyone familiar with legalese because this sounds like a giant lie. Does anyone know????

Hirata Hiroaki is doing an amazing job. My heart. This is exactly the Max Lobo I heard in my head whenever I read Nanner Fish. Q vQ <3 

Max in a nutshell, guys. Never change, Max. Never change.

You survived ‘Nam, Max, you can survive prison. Or Iraq. Afghanistan? Nope, I was right. It’s Iraq in the anime timeline. You have swole army arms, Max! Swole!

Charlie absolutely not bringing up the fact that, unlike many in the prison (most likely), he’s army trained. 

Eiji: Master of the Oblivious Guilt Tripping. He’s a nine-dan. 

I absolutely believe that Max picked that book just as a token symbol of protest. Because Max is nothing if not a drama queen.

To be fair, Max, you have 15 years on the kid. Just roll with it.

Oh Max, no. Your happy puppy expression hurts me. This is Ash Lynx, Max. His words hurt.

I warned you. Q vQ

That’s Ash, Max. It’ll never grow on you, but you’ll get used to it. Or not. 

I’m sorry. I’m laughing so hard. Elite hoodlum. What’s even better is that every time they say “chinpira” I think of a low level yakuza with a popped collar, horrendously flashy shirts (think tiger button ups), and a blazer. Super imposing that onto Ash is hilarious and the best thing. 

Gorgeous. Gorgeous. *blows kisses at Mappa*

*hysterical laughter*

Live in hope, Max, live in hope. Your dreams are going to be your only salvation.

Ash’s face. *SNERK* 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaash. Maaaaaaaaaaaaax. Max, breathe.

0 to 9,000. Good job, Ash! I’m laughing at that carrot that overlaps with Ash’s leg: the colors are so close they blend, it loses its third dimension and looks an awful lot like confetti. Let’s pretend everyone is celebrating that Ash kicked this creep in the face.

Charlie owes you several lifetimes’ worth of big times, Max. You just don’t know it yet.

I’m left to believe that these guards are very incompetent. The true crime shows I watch has lead me to believe that guards are supposed to pat down inmates before they’re allowed back into their cells or solitary. That, or I’ve been lied to. 

Or: Ash is very good at squirreling away forks.

It’s probably a little of each column, huh.

PLOOOOOOOOT!!!

OKAY GUYS, A TINY BIT OF BACKGROUND SINCE I DON’T WANT TO SPEND TOO MUCH TIME ON THIS. BE WARNED, SOME POTENTIAL SPOILERS AHEAD: 

So, in the original manga, this was set right after the Vietnam War, during a period in which the US govt was doing some skeevy shit (not that it is absolutely squeaky clean now, but that’s another thing entirely) which included MK Ultra. If y’all want a quick and dirty low-down on MK Ultra, just check out Wiki. Anyways, this is significant because the govt’s drug of choice was LSD, it occurred around the same time period as the ‘Nam War, and their goal was, well...

If you were aware of these things while reading the manga, this was a huge clue as to what “Banana Fish” might actually be. This is one of the huge weaknesses in bringing the show into the present day, I think, since it loses some of this nuance. But that’s just me being nit-picky, I guess. 

BACK TO THE SHOW: You are most definitely correct, Dr. Meredith, without a doubt. 

Still the 5 billion dollar question, Ash. The question everyone wants answered.

*strangled noises* So beautiful. So much awful. Why this juxtaposition.

*screeches* BAD TOUCH DINO, BAD TOUCH DINO, BAD TOOOOUCH.

CSMDKFMWOIFJMDSLKF. LOOKIT THIS TINY BABY CHILD!! SAVE HIIIIIIM! SAVE HIM!!!!

SOMEONE LOP OFF DINO’S GROSS HAND. MCLKSDMFLSDF.

Skiiiiiippppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeer......

MY HEART. THEY DID SUCH A GOOD JOB IMPROVING ON THIS IN THE ANIME. The manga comparison:

I BELIEVE IN YOU, ASH.

BOOOOOOOO. THEY TONED DOWN ASH’S SASS!

THIS IS THE SASSY BOY I KNOW AND LOVE. I REMEMBER YOU, ASH! *blows kisses*

Or this was a decision the translator made for the manga. Either way, infinitely more fond of this interpretation. u vu <3

One: HNNNNNG, GORGEOUS. I LOVE ALL THE DETAIL ON THE STAIRWELL, DO PRISON STAIRWELLS ACTUALLY LOOK THIS LOVELY???

Two: CMKSLDMFLSFD. Fucking hell.

Even the books on their shelves are beautifully rendered. *totally missing the point*

Doc, please never treat a rape survivor like this. 8/

The way Ash asks for a capsule will never fail to make me giggle. He sounds like a spoiled child.

*sighs* I know this is the same background but I seriously love the textures for the room. Mappa really is outdoing themselves.

Resident asshole cook, Sanji, is channeling his captain, Luffy, in a New York prison and about to summarily get his ass stabbed by a pissed off blond child with no time for shenanigans: more at 12.

*wriggles in seat with excitement* *plays the maracas* WHO’S EXCITED.

Hmmmmm, new exposition to match the Iraq timeline, huh? Interesting.

Wait, is this the new reason why they head to LA?

Oooooor not???

Just new exposition for the new Iraq plot line???

Seriously, the art direction!!! *BLOWS SO MANY KISSES AT MAPPA*

Oh, my heart. My soft, squishy, little baby heart.

*clutches chest* Ash... *makes strangled dying manatee noises about all the reasons why Ash has so many trust issues*

ASH, PLEASE...

Just leave me to drown in this salty sea of tears. 

*helpless hysterical giggling* Ash sure is turning on the charm.

Well... to be fair... both are one year away from majority in their homelands, so... maybe, emotionally around the same place?

Ash’s love and loyalty for his boys. *clenches fist* I have feelings and they are strong.

Fuck Arthur with a spiked baseball bat. 8(

Oh, Max... so much of your life is wrapped up in guilt... 8( 8( 8(

Oh my fucking god, the music. *light porn disco music starts*

*cracking up*

SOMEONE SAVE ME I CAN’T BREATHE I AM LAUGHING SO HARD. THE MUSIC, THE AMOUNT OF TIME THAT PASSES. ASH CASUALLY STROKING EIJI’S FACE AND HAIR. EIJI JUST GOING ?????? LIKE A DEER CAUGHT IN HEADLIGHTS. AHAHAHAHAHAHA. *wheezes*

EIJI, YOU’VE GOT THE REFLEXES OF A CAT TWO YEARS DEAD AND BURIED.

LITERAL TEARS. AHAHAHAHAHAHA. IBE, CHARLIE --YOUR FACES!!!

YoI babies, please don’t expect anything more than this if the anime sticks to the mango. Y’all won’t get more hanky panky than this.

THE SILENT CONVERSATION! O vO

THE FUCKING WINK AND STAR. I’M DYING. MAPPA PLEASE.

ARREST THEM AND CHARGE THEM FOR MY MURDER.

IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK, IBE!

Eh, you may be right on that point.

I love Ibe. I love his face. Heeee.

The #1 thing I took away from Nanner Fish about prisons was that capsules are invaluable and that I should French kiss my besties as a way to pass messages. My messages would probably be screaming for help, but that’s just me. I wouldn’t last in prison.

Look at that reflection on the picture hung on the wall??? Hnnnnnnnnnnng. Mappa, please. You’re doing indecent things to my  heart.

*more strangled noises over Mappa’s gorgeous backgrounds*

Booooooo. Eiji, you’re going out in that?

#1 thing I will miss about original Nanner Fish mango is Eiji looking 80′s fabulous as he goes into Chinatown.

But mostly this:

ICONIC.

WOULDN’T IT BE MELTED BY THE TIME HE GOT BACK, IBE????

HOLY SHIT, MAPPA. YOU’RE TRYING TO KILL ME.

*high pitched noises* Lookit that. That’s gorgeous. Dino’s a leazebag but that’s... hnnnnng.

Wait, are you wearing the same clothing, Arthur?

(He is.)

It’s okay. Your voice is the only lovely thing about you. Keep talking.

Smooth as fine chocolate. u 3u

One: Fuck off, Arthur.

Two: *HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER* THE SOFT PORN DISCO MUSIC IS BACK. Not quite Hawaiian shirt, but A+++ for effort. 

*cries* You’re so pink, Eiji.

LOOKIT HIS PANTS. HIS CUTE BANANA LEAF PANTS. EIJI, PLEASE.

Fuck Arthur. Leave my Shorter alone.

Y’all aren’t gonna tell him to be careful about using Shorter’s name?

I AM SO RELIEVED THEY LEFT NADIA’S CHARACTER DESIGN ALONE. HI NADIAAAA.

CRYING. YOU ARE SO CUTE, MR. CHANG.

SERIOUSLY, THAT ATTENTION TO DETAIL. MUWAH. Also: suspicious person alert. Poor Eiji isn’t trained for counter-surveillance. Q vQ

I’D LIKE SOME FREE WONTON SOUP TOO, MR. CHANG. PLEASE.

Don’t forget Ibe’s sundae, Eiji!!

*blows kisses at Mappa*

*dying manatee noises* Maaaaaaaaaaaax. Q AQ

*blows even more kisses at Mappa* Muwah. Muwah. u 3u <3

All together with me: FUCK OOOOOOOOOOOOFF ARTHUUUUUUUR.

But boy am I in love with your voice. u vu <3

Episode 3 is over and I’m excited for episode 4! More of my boy Shorter~~ Yes, good. I’m excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s been a super long day, so I hope y’all have had a better day than me! <3

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[sweater--child]

So, I finally read Ship of the Dead...

Now, I know. Its been out for months. Its been sitting on my shelf since it showed up on my doorstep way back in whatever month after waiting forever for it to be released after I preordered it. So trust me I know that I'm behind on the times. But I'm a college student and have the life drained out of me as I sit in my completely overpriced lectures and contemplate archaeological finds and cultural decelopment in western civilization.

And I saw you all attempting to be spoiler-y on my Blitzstone post. For shamed.

Edit: This is getting more attention than I thought it would. Please, add your own favorite moments and stuff! I love reading them and seeing what I missed.

But here are some of my favorite things from this particular book (SPOILERS!):

Fierrochase. Beyond just loving the ship, this is huge in ways of representation. I'm nonbinary myself, and lack of representation makes it so hard to go about my life and be accepted. Also dating is basically impossible? So this was a huge win for me personally. Also I feel like pansexual Magnus has just been accepted by the whole fandom as canon, which makes me little broken heart swell (I'm pansexual as well).

Fierrochase again! I just felt the transition into their romance was much more real than most books and media? Like it wasn't this "I kissed you and know we're going to be together forever and stuff". There was a confession and then honest thought and consideration? Also all the hinting and awkward crush moments were adorable and made the confession less jarring and prevented that awkward "oh no we need a romance lets just shove these 2 characters together with no pretext" that a lot of books and shows seem to fall into.

Magnus can know talk to animals, on top of glowing and healing and being a beautiful soul- confirmed Disney Princess. Now to get him a gown and tiara (men can wear dresses, fuck you).

Muslim representation. I'm not Muslim myself, nor do I know a whole lot of the culture (I'm an ignorant potato, I'm sorry) but from what I've heard Sam's character is pretty spot on and is really great. Specifically, I think the discussion about the treatment of Muslims in America, while short and brief (it is a kids book and Uncle Rick can only put so much in before it causes problems with publishing and stuff), was really important.

Mallory, TJ, and Halfborn's development. Mallory came to terms with her death (sort of) and embraced herself and her parentage. TJ showed all of us what it truly means not to forgive per se, but to move on, that fighting is only worthwhile when its for something bigger than yourself, and that optimism is never wasted. Halfborn coming to terms with the failings of his life (not returning to his life) and turning it into a purpose, a new way to keep going.

Alex. Alex gets her own little segment here because there are so many good moments with Alex. We finally got the source of a lot of Alex's will and independence with her Grandfather, along with Mexican culture representation. The real struggles of being queer. The loss of a friend. Building Pottery Barn (and refusing to designate a gender until they themselves could have a say). There's a lot- but what sticks with the me the most is that moment when he kisses Magnus at the end in the Hotel. The fact that he waited until he was a boy to me shows that Rick was making a point with this- it was one thing for Magnus to say Alex was the best thing that happened to him while she was a girl, but completely when he's a boy. It showed a real fear to Alex that she covers really well, and this moment addressed the very real fear of rejection that gender fluid, nonbinary, and trans* people face when it comes to dating.

Hearthstone. Baby boy breaks my heart. We get a lot of closure that I needed and really gave us a chance to see that Hearth is gonna be okay, that he can move on and be happy. He no longer carries the burden and is free.

Blitzstone? Okay, I know I've talked about this ship in the past, and I do still really love this ship, but I actually like that it was open to interpretation. Honestly, there isn't enough healthy male friendships in media. As long as my 2 boys are happy and healthy and alive, I'm not mad.

The flyting. Theres a trend I've noticed recently that I love and that's the departure from the typical brawny fighting male protagonists to mains who have an empathy and peacefulness about them. Primarily I think of Newt Scamender and Magnus Chase. Neither are fighters, and only do so when necessary. Newt is a caretaker and Magnus is a healer. Looking back on Percy Jackson, nearly everyone of his adventures was solved by fighting, which is not a bad thing and I'm in no way complaining. But I do have to praise uncle Rick for choosing to end this series the way he does- not only does he choose a nonviolent duel of words and wit (rap battle), he also veers Magnus from being insulting and cutting but instead Magnus literally wins by praising his family members. In the end, our hero didn't succeed through fighting ability and bravery, but instead because he realised that he couldn't ever really lose in life when he has these people with him, come Ragnarok or eternal existence as an undead hotel guest.

The Chase Mansion. Nuff said.

Big Banana

Magnus immediately assumes every goat he meets in Otis.

Alex's continual obsession with pink and green.

Expand-o-duck

Mango Cheese is awkward and dorky in every situation and I agree.

Almost freezing to death.

Heavenly dates (I actually hate dates)

Percy praising Annabeth and gushing about his baby sister

Guava juice

Continued love for Falafel (never had it, but seems great)

Cherry Soda insanity resulting in ceramic Voltron versus mud monster showdown

Pop culture references and Magnus fearing his Tardis Banana

Chocolate tug of war

Being prepared for Ragnarok with organized parking and golf carts

Magnus doesn't know how to date and I agree

Amir is constantly astounded by how awesome his Fiancee is

Actual discussion of grief and loss

Dragon Heart grants Disney Princess powers to anyone savage enough to eat it

Hearthstone is a better Thunder God than the Thunder God Thor

Daddy Frey

Butchering all the Norse namesand pretending like I remember who half of them are

Green Hair Meal

Billionare fish

Blood, Spit, and Honey

Blitzen yelling at a dragon because his friend is sad

Walnut

There's more but I'll leave it here for now

[alwayscobrakai]

the writing in the first half of the season so far has felt kinda cheesy and silly and while im not exactly expecting high cinema from cobra kai it Has been noticeable that the quality feels worse this season compared to the previous ones. HOWEVER. the fucking fight between daniel and johnny at the end got me so hard. johnnys frustration at daniel just not understanding how tory (and johnny) grieve felt so real to me. johnny saw himself in tory in that moment and daniel not understanding her was his final straw

[nyxvrse]

Desi!Annabeth

HUGE thanks to @stanning-reyna for motivating me to write this

shout out to @ethannku and @sapphicbeautyy for the inspiration 

Notes: 1. This is probably gonna be hella canon divergent bcoz a) Rick can’t keep it canon himself b) It’s been a while since I read the books 2. A lot of the words I’ve used may have spelling errors due to me being dumb and also they may not be the words you usually see on desi posts coz I’m South Indian-

now. let’s get it. 

- First and foremost, Annabeth changing her name. Her birth-name used to be ‘Ananya’ but she got sick of people always mispronouncing it or misspelling it so she decides to take on a white name

- Since Fredrick’s race is never mentioned as far as I can recall let’s say his mother is brown/Indian. Let’s take it a step further and say she was South Indian. Annabeth and Fredrick trying to bond over movies which is canon but make it Indian movies. Annabeth pointing out all the misogynistic details while Fredrick just sighs and rolls with it

- Dancer!Annabeth who tried learning bharathanatyam (haha spelling who ;-;) but cannot for the life of her sit in aramandi for too long. Then she discovers kathak. 

- Indians are expected to be able to eat spicy food but somehow, this skips Annabeth (self-projecting LMAO) (i can still eat more than white ppl so stfu mom) and Percy teasing her for it

- ANNABETH AND PERCY FIGHTING OVER THE BEST INDIAN FOOD (spoiler alert: its pani puri)

- Little Annabeth drowning herself in Indian mythology and culture. Who spends time trying to learn languages. Annabeth who was learning Tamil and Hindi but had to stop bcoz she had to run away

- Annabeth with thick beautiful lashes and eyebrows, and hairy as fuck arms bcoz INDIAN features.

- Annabeth in desi clothing. Her wearing chudidhars and dupatas and lehengas and half sarees and pattu pavadais. 

- Annabeth wearing bhindis/bottus. ANNABETH IN KHAJAL SOMEONE DRAW IT. Annabeth with a mukkuthi. ANNABETH WITH A MUKKUTHI AGENDA. 

- Annabeth who does her own mehendi and teaches the Aphrodite kids to do it to

- Annabeth who is Hindu. Who’s favourite story is the Ramayan. Annabeth who loves loves LOVES Seetha/Sita

- Annabeth who drowns herself in Indian history to learn more about her culture. 

- Annabeth who celebrates deepavali and navarathri and krishnajayanthi kuseryghfuyreghtuyrhtg

- Annabeth being obsessed with mangoes- 

That’s all I have rn but I swear, I will come back for more.