#my homies know. they know. its hell right now.

[schoenht]

whaddafuq who let the links connect to actual google chrome who is the idiot that updated tumblr for that <- procrastinator.

[yeonzzzn]

phantom and the opera ; park sunghoon

pairing: phantom!sunghoon x afab!reader word count: 3.9k synopsis: a phantom stalks the opera house you currently sing for. a phantom who has eyes and ears for you and only you. warnings: swearing, smut, unprotected sex, murder, blood, sunghoon is well a phantom obvi so he’s dead, mentions of death, MINORS DNI!!!

Sunghoon doesn’t remember when he died—just that he did. His only other memory before his death is how he died. 

Sunghoon held his arms behind his back, tangling his fingers together as he slowly walked the halls of the opera house he currently, well, haunts. He stopped right in the doorway leading to behind the stage, staring at the spot where he was murdered. 

The experience of being murdered was definitely a zero out of ten in his book. And his murderer? Got a whopping two stars on Yelp for being the shittest murderer ever. Home guy just walks in through the back door in the middle of switching between sets and shoves a dagger straight through Sunghoon’s side and twists. Sunghoon was the only one behind the stage that was ready for the next scene, warming up his vocal cords for the big range he was about to sing out. It definitely took him by surprise to feel the dagger pierce through his skin and feel literally everything leak out of his body as he bled out on the floor. 

The next he knew he was standing there, looking at his dead body and being confused as fuck as to how he was still on Earth. Weren’t you supposed to go to heaven or hell once you’re passed? Guess not in Sunghoon’s case. 

And ever since then, he has stalked the grand opera house. He doesn’t even know how much time has passed since his murder or if the man was even caught. He doesn’t even know why he was murdered to begin with. Who randomly goes into an opera house and kills one of its cast members? That fucked obviously. And for what? NOTHING! According to the talk of the people who’ve made their way in and out of the building after his death, all his belongings and even money, wallet, keys—literally everything—were still on his person. 

Guess the guy just needed to let go of some pent-up rage and Sunghoon was just the unlucky bastard who was his victim. 

Again, two stars on yelp. 

Guy is an asshole. 

So Sunghoon decided to take it upon himself to be the local opera ghost and stop any future crime from happening. 

Or so he tried. 

Because ya know, he’s a boo and no one can see nor hear him. The most homie can do is throw some objects around. Real spooky shit. 

So Sunghoon gave up and spent however long it’s been to watch free opera shows and silently or even loudly, judge the shows. Because again he’s a ghost, who can stop him? 

You. 

It all began with you. 

One long night at the opera, Sunghoon continued his normal walks around the building. The show ended and everyone was gone—or so he thought. Sunghoon rambled on about the cast and setting and how completely shitty that version of Wicked just was. 

“Wasn’t this an opera house? Since when did this place start doing random ass musicals and plays?” he scrunches his nose, staring down at his black boots. 

“The owners decided to expand. This building is just a theater now.” 

Sunghoon stopped walking and looked up to see you standing at the entrance to the dressing rooms. 

He raised a brow, turning to look behind him and seeing no one. 

“How did you get back here? This place is for cast members and staff only.” You asked.

Sunghoon once again looked behind him and everywhere around him. There’s no way you’re speaking to him, right?

“Will you stop fidgeting and answer my question?” You snapped, resting your hands on your hips as you took him in, seeing the pure confusion on his face. 

“You can see me? And hear me?” he asked, now fidgeting with the seams of his cape. 

You rolled your eyes and let out a groan, “Of course, I can see you!” you motioned your hand in his direction, “Stop beating around the bush and state your business here.” 

Sunghoon dropped his hands at his sides, tilting his head ever so slightly while he looked at you. Watching you watching him. 

You tried to keep your composure and not be distracted by the handsome man in front of you wearing a really old version of the phantom’s suit from The Phantom of The Opera. Where did he even get that outfit? It’s so outdated. 

Sunghoon was speechless. How could he not be? Someone finally took notice of him. A beautiful woman at that. 

“I’ve always been here…” he mumbles, not knowing what else to say. 

You open your mouth to question him more, just to snap it shut as you fully drink him in. Taking in his deep brown eyes and the moles that surround his face. The way his hair parts and slightly falls in his face. It’s that moment you realize who he was. Remembering seeing his photo in the halls of this theater as one of the best actors and opera singers this city has known. And remembering how he was brutally murdered behind the stage many many many years ago. 

You were talking to the ghost of Park Sunghoon. 

“How…what?” 

“That’s what I am asking myself too,” he said with a sigh, shoving his hands into his pockets, “Guess you might be something special.” 

And ever since then, Sunghoon has been attached to you. The first person to take notice of him in so long. The first person to react to him. To talk back to him. And he means talk back. 

Sassy thing you are towards him. Always critiquing his comments on this new theme of theater, plays, operas, and everything in between. And honestly? He loved it. 

If he wasn’t already in love with you at first sight, he definitely was the moment he first heard you sing. It entranced him. Your acting and your stage presence as a whole set him on fire. His nonbeating heart felt as if it were working again. The way he stalked outside the dressing room that evening, waiting so impatiently for you to step out. 

“YN!” he called out the minute you took a single step out the door. 

You held a finger up to your lips, quickly shushing him. You knew no one else could hear him, but you never wanted to risk it either. Or risk talking to him when others were still in the building. You’d look crazy. Or worse, someone else would notice Sunghoon and realize he haunts this theater. Deep down, in the small few months you have known this phantom, you’ve grown so fond of him, and if he were to just disappear…

Sunghoon quickly snapped his mouth shut, lifting his hand and pointing down the hallway. With a slow nod, you followed behind him until you reached a small room for meetings, closing the door behind you. 

You noticed his body language, and how nervous he seemed to be, “Everything okay?” You asked, leaning your back against the door, “You seemed eager to talk to me.” 

Sunghoon took a deep breath, placing his hands on the back of the chair at the table, gripping it tightly, “I…I just want to tell you how well you did tonight.” 

He’s seen you perform multiple times. But it wasn’t until hearing you sing tonight that really took him over. 

You softly smiled, glancing down to the floor. It was the first time he’s complimented you. Sunghoon has only ever judged every play and would critique all the actors and singers. But never said anything about you. Until just now. 

“Thank you,” you softly whispered, slowly looking back up to see him standing in front of you, eyes searching yours, “Sunghoon?” 

How could he tell you he was crazy about you? How in love he was with you? He wasn’t even sure he could touch you. Yeah, he was able to touch other nonliving objects, but a living thing? 

“Can I try something?” he asked in a low voice, barely lifting his arm. Your heart pounded in your chest and you could feel your palms starting to sweat. You were so sure he could see the nervousness on your face, yet you nodded anyway. 

Sunghoon hovered his hand over your cheek, then slowly cupped your face. He released an exhale and smiled wide, “I never knew how badly I wanted to touch you until just now.” 

Now you were so sure your face was red. Heart dropped down to your stomach, “You’ve been wanting to touch me?” 

He nodded, “Can I try another thing?” You didn’t even answer him, reaching your arms out to fling them around his neck and crashing your lips to his, pulling the phantom against your body, not wanting any distance to be put between you both. 

You also never knew how badly you wanted to touch him until this moment. And it was everything you could have imagined. He might have been a bit cold to the touch, but you swear he still felt warm against you. How was it even possible to touch him? It was a mystery, one you didn’t care about learning. All that mattered was him. 

You don’t even know how long you stood there, pressed against that door with Sunghoon’s tongue down your throat, not that you cared anyway how much time flew by. Sunghoon eventually sent you home, and you couldn’t wait to see him again. 

Sunghoon lost count of the times he’s touched you now. Lost count of the times he’s pulled you into rooms of the theater. The amount of times he’s pressed you against the walls and roamed his hands up and down your body. He was completely obsessed with you and everything about you. Nothing could get better or ruin this feeling. 

Until something did. 

Not just something. Someone. 

Heeseung. 

A new hotshot actor and singer that was added to the current play due to another one falling ill. 

Sunghoon didn’t like him from the moment he looked at you for longer than a second. 

You noticed a change in Sunghoon’s demeanor. Always wearing a frown and creasing his brows. Eyes always staring off, looking far away. 

Usually during practices, Sunghoon’s eyes were always locked on you as he stood on the balcony. Always giving you smiles. But lately, it’s been nothing but frowns and looks of disgust. 

“YN!” Heeseung called for you, running his hand down your forearm, “Want to help me go over this part?” You kept your eyes locked with Sunghoon, watching how he gripped the railing of the balcony, “YN?” Heeseung said with worry, now pulling your arm towards him and you finally meeting his eyes. 

“What? Yes, sorry. I can help you go over this.” 

Heeseung glanced up to where you were staring, raising a brow. 

It took everything in Sunghoon to not jump from this floor. But what could he do? He can’t just yell at someone who can’t even see him. 

Days passed and the closer Heeseung was getting to you. Always giving you smiles during free moments. Standing way too close to you. Touching you more than Sunghoon’s liking, even though he would prefer Heeseung not fucking touch you at all. 

Sunghoon followed behind you after practice, his hand on your lower back, gripping the ends of your sweatshirt, afraid that you’d disappear if he let go. 

“You’ve been a bit different, lately.” You said, keeping your eyes straight ahead, eyes being aware of the ones still in the building. 

“Different how?” Sunghoon asked, his fingers gripping your sweatshirt even tighter. 

You shrugged, “It’s like you are here but not.” 

Your words hit Sunghoon hard. It made him realize how distant he had been. How more aware he’s been over another male than you, the love of his life. 

“YN, I’m—“ 

“There you are!” 

Sunghoon tightened his jaw. 

Heeseung jogged down the hall until he stood in front of you, “Heeseung,” you smiled, and it killed Sunghoon, “You were looking for me?” 

“Yes,” He smiled back, flickering his eyes over your shoulder, staring directly at Sunghoon. 

He can’t see me…can he? 

Heeseung flicked his eyes back to you and smiled wider. Yeah he can’t see Sunghoon, “I was wondering if you’d like to have dinner with me?” 

“Say no,” Sunghoon said quickly, fighting every muscle in his body from pulling you towards him. 

Heeseung’s muscles in his jaw twitched and Sunghoon could have sworn he saw his ears perk up too, “I just want to thank you for everything you’ve done to help me, being the newbie and all.” 

“Oh, of course!” you awkwardly giggled, reaching behind you in a manner of adjusting your clothing but shoving Sunghoon’s grip on it off, “Thank you, that’s nice of you.” 

“YN,” Sunghoon whispered, “Please don’t go.” 

It was hard to act as if Sunghoon wasn’t behind you. To not react to his pleas, “You don’t have a boyfriend, right?” Heeseung asked, quickly looking at Sunghoon and glancing back at you. 

Did you have a boyfriend? Would whatever you had with Sunghoon count as a relationship? He’s technically dead, was it possible to date a ghost? 

“YN,” Sunghoon whispered your name again. 

You decided on saying nothing and just slowly shook your head, “Let’s just go get something to eat! I’m starving.” 

Before Sunghoon could reach out for you, Heeseung had his hand on your lower back, pulling you along. And the smirk Heeseung flashed over his shoulder when you weren’t looking sent a chill down the ghost’s body. 

There was no way Heeseung couldn’t see him. 

“Sunghoon,” you moan his name as he pounded into you. 

He’d be lying if he told you he wasn’t extremely pissed off that you went to dinner with Heeseung last night. Pissed off over the fact he knew Heeseung could see him, hear him, and knew the feeling he had for you and still made it a point to ask you out. How fucking dare he? 

“Hmm, want to act like a slut huh?” Sunghoon breathed in your ear, gripping his fingers deeper into your hips, “Think just because I can’t leave this building means you can fuck around with someone else?” 

You shook your head, hands gripping tightly to the edge of the vanity he had you bent over against, “Hoonie no, you know why I did it.” 

“Hmm, do I?” he bucked into you harder, your jaw falling slack and wet moans escaping your orifice, “Seems like to me you rather be with him.” 

“No no!” you chanted, pressing your face against the cool mirror, “I only want you. I only want you.” 

Sunghoon knew you only wanted him. He could see it written all over your face every single time he saw you. But that didn’t stop the raging jealousy he felt. And the hatred he felt. 

“Fuck, baby,” he groans, flinging his head back and letting the wet sounds of his cock being buried in your pussy over and over again fill his ears. Sunghoon didn’t think it would even be possible to have sex let alone get his dick hard. But the moment he walked in on you changing after tonight’s practice his desire flooded him. And obviously seeing him get so worked up over you sent you clinging your thighs together. 

“Hoonie,” you breathe his nickname, “Fuck, Sunghoon!” 

“Hmmm, what baby? Tell me what you want huh?” he said slowing down his pace to an undesirable amount, causing you to fuck yourself against him. 

“Please,” you cried. 

“Please, wh-” Before Sunghoon could finish his words, out of the corner of his eye he saw the door creak open, barely being able to see the silhouette of the person on the other side of the fogged-over glass window. 

Sunghoon smirked, picking his pace back up again, making sure he had you screaming and the mirror hitting the wall behind it. 

“Please what, baby?” he growled, “Wanna cum? Is that it?” 

You nodded, “Please let me cum,” 

Sunghoon’s smirk grew, “Tell me you love me,” squeezed your hips, slamming you down even harder on him, “Say how good I fuck you and no other dick can satisfy you, not even Heeseung.” 

You winched at Heeseungs name, piecing together the puzzle of why Sunghoon had been acting so strange. He was jealous. Being protective. Possessive. And you found it so fucking hot. So hot you were spitting the words right back at him. 

“I’m in love with you,” it wasn’t what Sunghoon asked to hear, but you said it anyway, feeling the truth behind it with every syllable, “You fuck me so so so good and no one else can ever satisfy me. Only you, Sunghoon. Never Heeseung.” 

Sunghoon smiled. A smile that was full of love and confirmation that you were his. 

“Fuck, I love you so much,” he moans, towering over your body as he fucked into you, his hands now gripping the tops of your against the mirror, “Fuckkkkk, baby I need to cum. Cum with me. Fuck.” 

The dressing room was now filled with the sounds of your moans as a mixture of yours and Sunghoon’s cum dripping down your thighs. 

When Sunghoon looked back at the door, it was now closed again. 

Heeseung stood behind the stage, cracking his knuckles and stretching out his neck. It was opening night for the play everyone had been working so hard on. It was in between scenes. You were on stage singing a duet with another cast member beautifully for the crowd. Heeseung couldn’t help but smile. He’s had a crush on you since he laid eyes on you, and you never failed to amaze him. 

His smile slowly faded, “I was beginning to wonder when you’d approach me,” he tilted his head to the side, staring into a pair of deep brown eyes, “Park Sunghoon.” 

Sunghoon smirked, rocking on the heels of his boots and twisting his fingers behind his back, “You know who I am? I’m so touched.” 

Heeseung chuckled, “I knew who you were before I stepped foot into this theater,” Sunghoon raised his brows, urging him to continue, “You’re a big name in this town, such a shame what happened to you,” Heeseung fully faced him now, “Death by a stabbing to the left side of your abdomen, right? Went right through your ribs and punctured your lung.” 

Sunghoon was really starting to loathe this guy. 

“I knew you could also see me, there was no way.” 

Heeseung laughed, “At first I thought you were just following and watching our poor YN, until I realized anytime you looked at her…” his facial expression changed to a mixture of anger and jealousy, “She was looking right back at you.” 

Sunghoon tilted his head, “What? Jealous are we?”

Heeseung shrugged, “Maybe over the fact you got to fuck her.” 

Sunghoon was now getting angrier, “You heard her the other day, no one can satisfy her but me.” 

“Are you so sure?” Heeseung took a step forward, “You aren’t even alive.” 

Sunghoon clenched his jaw, “Fuck off.” 

Another step forward, “I bet I could fuck her so so so good,” another step, “Make her cum multiple times,” another step, “Hit all her sweet spots while I bend her over my bed,” and another, “Have her screaming my name so fucking loud she would forget who you even are.” One final step. 

Sunghoon narrowed his eyes, “You won’t fucking touch her.” 

Heeseung laughed, throwing his head back as the sound echoed against the walls. He flung his head back up, now narrowing his eyes back at Sunghoon, “At least she’ll be able to actually have a life with me.” 

Sunghoon’s body twitched. Heeseung took one last step. 

And he was right where Sunghoon wanted him. 

Heeseung barely blinked before Sunghoon was now standing in front of him, faces barely inches apart. Blood filled his mouth, hands gripping Sunghoon’s wrists, “You damn bastard.” 

Sunghoon looked down at his work, seeing the beautiful blade pushed into Heeseung. Right between the ribs and puncturing his left lung, “Ain’t so fun, is it?” 

Heeseung’s knees grow weak, barely holding himself up and eventually dropping to the floor. Sunghoon followed him down, pushing the blade deeper into his body. 

Blood spilled out of his mouth, bloody hands now falling to the floor, “You want to know what is so damn funny?” Sunghoon chuckled, glancing around the back of the stage room, “This is the exact same spot I was murdered all that time ago.” 

Heeseung’s eyes widened, “Well, aren’t you one for an aesthetic.” 

Sunghoon leaned closer to his face, “No, I just wanted to kill you. It just happened to be right where I was killed.” 

It was Sunghoon’s turn to laugh, feeling Heeseung’s blood caking his hands. Is this how his killer felt? The adrenaline rush of hearing skin rip apart by a blade. Feeling the blade graze past two ribs. The feeling of his blood staining his hands. 

Oh, the rush. The excitement. Now he knew why people committed such crimes. 

“Huh,” Sunghoon said with realization, “Full circle. Funny shit.” 

“You’re fucking insane!” Heeseung snapped. 

“Shhhh!” Sunghoon pressed a bloodied finger to Heeseung’s lips, “You’re going to miss the finale of YN’s beautiful voice. 

Heeseung gritted his teeth, his vision fading as he focused on your voice. 

“I’m going to fuck that mouth later.” 

Heeseung jolted forward, using what small strength he had to lift his hands to grasp Sunghoon’s sleeve, “You’re a real piece of shit!” 

Sunghoon shrugged, “I’m the only one good enough for her.”

“You aren’t even alive,” Heeseung said again through gritted teeth. 

Sunghoon slowly pushed the blade in deeper, “I don’t give a shit,” he chuckled, “I’m still as alive as can be because of her.” 

Heeseung’s vision faded more, black spots forming around Sunghoon. He wasn’t going to last much longer. 

He dropped his head to the floor, right at the moment the final echoes of your singing voice bounced off the walls, “I’m going to fucking haunt you.”

“Oh, Heeseung,” Sunghoon cooed with a tilt of his head, “This theater can hold only one fucking bastard.” 

With a final push of the blade in deeper, the color of Heeseung’s eyes faded, body going completely still. 

Sunghoon stood up and backed away from Heeseung’s dead body, taking in his kill. Voices of the cast members appeared from behind him, then screams echoed off the walls. 

“Someone call an ambulance!!!” 

Sunghoon kept his smirk, slowly wiping the dried blood against his pants. 

He slowly turned around, seeing you standing in the doorway. You looked beautiful in the tight-fitted purple dress, hugging your body to show off your curves. So beautiful with the way your hair is curled and pinned to the back of your head. 

Everything about you was beautiful. 

Even the way your eyes filled with tears as you took in your friend's dead body. 

Your eyes shot to your lover, seeing Heeseung’s blood stain his clothing and hands. The tears streamed down your face as you stared so deeply into his eyes. 

Sunghoon’s smirk grew bigger, slowly walking over to you, “What’s wrong, baby?” he whispered, cupping your face between his hands. The smell of the blood filled your senses, stomach turned at the very thought of how it would stain your skin. 

Sunghoon killed Heeseung. 

“I did this for us,” he forced you to look at him and away from the dead body, “I couldn’t let him take you away from me.” You let out a small whimper, “Oh, baby,” he shushed, “It’s okay. I’m right here. I love you.” 

You were at a loss for words as Sunghoon pulled you to his body, holding you tightly. 

No one was ever going to take you from him.

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[kit-williams]

This is Mythical coming at you live from your ask box! You know the horny brain worms have been absolutely squirming so imma request some down bad Roboute Guilliman and his unexpected yet untamed need to breed!

I’m talking full on primal, face down ass up even prone boned breeding. I want the most unhinged breeding session where Guilliman’s beloved will feel it WEEKS afterwards. And of course you just know we gotta have the dirty talk, we need to know who well Guilliman gives it. It’s so good you can’t form even a thought afterwards. Hell he might not even let you get too far from him, he’s gonna stay right where he is and keeping you right where you need to be just to make sure it takes <3

(I’m sending this just so I don’t forget, I also apologize if the brain worms got too feral!)

@bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog

@thevoidscreams @barn-anon @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @squishyowl @ms--lobotomy

@nekotaetae @sleepyfan-blog @remembrancer-of-heresy @felinisnoctis @solspina

@the-californicationist

(Cali this is about one of the Primarchs aka the really big guys)

tw: SMUT; its ovulation time for the homies so its horny

edit: Thank you to @squishyowl for the divider

Uh uh uh is all that could leave your mouth at this point. Your knuckles white as you fisted the bedding tightly to keep you in place. Your face against the bedding as you still couldnt decide if the way your nipples were slightly rubbing against the sheets and other fabrics was enjoyable or not. You could feel his hand in your hair just pulling your head back slightly as you could think as he was now lazily sinking in and out of your cunt.

Guilliman doesn't know what happened... just he saw you with one of the other high ranking women of Ultramar and really there was nothing special about it... you simply were holding a baby. He was certain he was sterile, what use would breeding be for a tool, but then again why give them the parts? Why give them the inklings of desire? Perhaps at some point he would have asked the Emperor but now he doesn't care. But the thought of her holding that baby wouldn't leave his thoughts... it kept drifting in and out... in the background... just a background thought that he would associate akin to one thinking about what was for dinner that night.

But... he wanted her to be holding his baby on her hip. A bright eyed babe with curly hair... he wanted it to be their baby she was bouncing in her lap and cooing at. "You're so tight around me love." He says with a purr in his voice, "And to think you've just been screaming your head off with how I've been handing you." He thrusts in hard eliciting a whimper from you. Watching you arch your back more trying but with him holding your hair keeping you from hiding that blush on your face and breasts. Guilliman leans in whispering, "I am certain the entire Fortress knows I'm fucking you with how you've been screaming with pleasure."

His eyes follow the drool on your bottom lip and moving down your chin. As you just pant and he can't help but grin watching you react as his cock lazily throbs inside of you. Sex did not mean much to Guilliman as he was already fully grown by the time he was old enough to partake in it which scared off many who would try. But he looks at you trembling... swallowing down air... as he could see the way his cock stretched you to almost your limit and he knew how his cum would ooze out of you when he pulled out for the night.

Something about you ovulating made his brain ITCH in a good way. It made him want to be like this... buried to the hilt and fucking you till you were incoherent. If he was feeling selfish enough he would just like tonight. "I'm going to put a baby in you." He says watching you shudder with some form of pleasure. "I'm going to make you so fat with my babies. Oh yes I want to give you multiple." He says lazily lowering his voice to those octaves he knows you like... flexing his vocal cords and swelling his third lung to add that extra oomph and reverberations to his next words, "Watch your breasts leak with milk... watch you rub your swollen belly... truly make you a mother to my Ultramarines."

He listens to you gasp and feels you once more orgasm around the slowly moving cock inside of you. He lets your head drop back down to be face first on the bed. His hips move quickly as he pants himself, "Oh I'm going to make sure it takes! They already know what I do with you! So why not have something to show for all the effort we've put in? Wouldn't you agree my Lady?" All you can do in reply is incoherently moan pushing your hips back like a slut desperate for release. Maybe it was his aura... his presence... just the way he spoke to you... but by the THRONE you wanted this man... this demi god to put a baby in you right now!

You don't know how much longer you two fuck it could have been five more minutes or an hour just you lay there in the blissful afterglow feeling so sweaty, as per usual after having sex with him. You could hear the haptic feedback noise from his dataslate as he was always busy but at least you two had a concession with this... he could do unintrusive things and you got your cuddles and it felt so normal. You nuzzle into his pectoral and you feel his lips on the top of your head... but you could feel it... you didn't know how to explain it but you could just feel his desire still there as if it was a storm brewing in the distance and all it needed was a breeze to suddenly head your way.

[purble-turble]

actually, you know what would be interesting and funny you brought up the whole rebounding thing but like... what if that situation happens completely by the others (including Redson and his echo chamber friends) jumping to conclusions and planting that seed of an idea in the two heads. Mk is naturally very affectionate, physical touch is a big part of his love language. he grew up alongside mei who was just as physical and no one actually encouraged them not to be. snuggling/hugging/kissing(like quick head and cheek pecks) your homies is very normalized. he's also dealing with family and friend issues because things are really tense and he's feeling everything at a 10 right know. its not just Red he can't talk too, he can even talk to Mei as comfortably and maybe lately feels like she avoiding him in favor of prioritizing Red.

Nezha. that boy is just starved of affection both verbal and physical. period. yeah its a bit overwhelming and confusing for him at first but after he gets used to mk's love language it's like 'Oh, hey this is really nice...huh...can i do this too?' and the answer was yes of course! he slowly starts implementing little touches here and there, initiating the hugs. it's still a bit awkward for him so he ends up utilizing other forms of love language, but the effort is there and mk is ecstatic. but it starts to make the other side-eye the situation. everyone (especially tang) was on board at first cause like....its a legendary celestial warrior, he's shown to be reliable and mature and so on. surly this could only be a good influence for mk. and yeah at first they only see good things, mk seems to get a little better over time, he's even getting extra exercise training like meditation, yoga/Tai chi. stuff that is supposed to support mental and physical wellness so of course Nezha must be good! Pigsy is the first to notice that maybe there starting to get a little too close, starts drawing parallels to how mk acted with Red. he brings it up with the others. tang isn't bothered and mei isn't either at first but now that idea is in her head, and it grows over time and now shes getting suspisiou as pigsy. and maybe a little pissed. nezha and mk of course havn'ty actually thought of each other like that, there just friends for god sake! he hasn't done anything with nezha that hes already done with mei. but mk gets confronted eventually and of course, tells Nezha after the fact. they both agree everyone's being ridiculous, they are just really close friends! but internally there both secretly like '....but what if?....' Red's group of friends are just shit starters, gold medalists when it comes to jumping to conclusions, especially regarding mk. they see monkey boy chatting up and getting close with another prince and run wild with ideas they of course share with Red. they see them being physically affectionate or hear something even vaguely suggestive they are not gonna look or ask for context. hell you can give them the full context they still cherry-pick it apart like the Christian bible. anything to make Mk look as horrible as they believe he is.

Yooooo I am vibrating in my seat right now i fuckin loooove this!! 💖

You’re so right about MK’s fam thinking that Nezha will be a good influence on him at the start of things.. they have no idea that Nezha approves of the attempted sacrifice MK made at the pillar. I mean, it’s a sore spot for all of them, so it’s likely just not brought up in casual settings. The first time they catch a glimpse of it is probably a tense moment where someone tried to point out to MK that he was taking on too much again and exhausting himself.. but instead of getting a bit sheepish saying he’ll take better care of himself like he might have done before, he stands firm and is like ‘No, I can handle this! These are my problems and I’m going to handle them.’ And Nezha is spotted in the background with a lil smile and an agreeing nod and… ok. That’s weird.

As for the romantic aspect of it, them being a little oblivious about their budding romantic feelings at first and having to have it pointed out by the others how close they’ve gotten is sooooo good! I’m always a sucker for oblivious MK, but I can fully see Nezha being exactly like that too.

Mei for sure shares with Prince Red that she thinks MK has gotten weirdly close to Nezha lately.. and Red has already noticed that MK has been coming by to try to win him back less and less… could it be he’s really been replaced that easily? It’s… kind of hard to think MK would move on so quickly, especially because he is probably still struggling with it. Maybe he even goes to check it out for himself and spots MK and Nezha out together on a stroll. And look, MK is holding hands with the lotus prince and… oh. kisses his cheek… that’s… pretty hard to not interpret as romantic.

Even if Red knows MK and a little niggling doubt in the back of his mind can be like ‘well, he’s like that with Mei too so maybe???’ If he’s already primed to be looking for it by Mei (and also his own already hurt feelings) then this would be pretty clear confirmation of his fear that MK has moved on and is romantically involved with Nezha now. Also yeah it for sure doesn’t help that all Prince Red’s friends are gonna add fuel to this fire once he tells them about it, just like you said. They never thought MK was good enough for Red, so why would they put it past him to move on from him really fast too?

Haha, anyway, once MK’s fam start asking more pointed questions about their relationship, MK and Nezha might even have a frank discussion about it. They’re more open with each other than they are with anybody else, after all, since there’s no fear of judgement or moralizing from sharing how they actually feel. In any case, even if they can’t manage to have the straight up discussion, the displays of affection definitely get more frequent on both ends and things progress that way regardless~

[skulla-rxcks]

ok hear me out.

Chan on his weekly live (ik it's no more channies room but anyways), as he comes to the end and gives STAY his famous "big hug", he hears Y/N enter his room, he's quick to end the live, but in all the hurry he pressed the wrong button, he didn't end the live, So now STAY can see him, but he doesn't know, mabye he can like- yk have s€x w Y/N while hes in camera? No need to but the idea just popped up in my head at school today so I just had to ask u (plz tag me if u do it tho)

WRONG BUTTON !

Paring: bang chan x fem reader

Rating: explicit

Genre: smut, channies room :(

Warnings: v*ginal, praise, Twitter goes insane, Chan accidentally doesn’t end stream 👀

Taglist: @f3lix00 @channiesgoodgirl @mal-lunar-28

Please dm me if you’d like to be added to the taglist ^^

For @foivestarrsketchez 🧡 !

A/n: I miss channies room man :’) (fuck Jyp, all my homies hate Jyp 😔✊) one of my friends just recently became a stay so they probs don’t know what it is. *sobs* i forgot how most of it ended too.. so I’m sorry about that, hopefully it’s okay tho !

!THIS IS PURE FICTION, NOTHING IN THIS IS REAL ITS JUST A STORY!

“Annnd.. that’s it! Thank you STAYS for tuning into another episode of Channies room and I’ll see you all next time!” Chan says, looking over to the door and seeing me wanting to enter.

He brings two of his fingers up to his eye, making his signature peace sign before pressing what he thought was the end button.

“Chris..” I mumble out, moving towards him. “I know baby, come here.” He coos, pulling me onto his lap. “What do you need?” Chan asks me, rubbing his hands up and down my thighs. “You..” I cry, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I need more of an explanation than that.” He chuckles, making me scoot back a bit so he can take his shirt off. “Dick.. I want your dick in me.” I beg.

“Good girl.” He smirks at me, unclipping my bra and watching it fall off my shoulders. “Fuck.. you’re so fucking hot..You gonna ride me?” Chan asks as he motions for me to get off his lap. I watch as he unzips his pants and pulls his cock out. “Wait. Condom.” I pause. “Don’t worry, i have one here.” He answers, I get back on his thigh and roll the rubber over his already erect dick.

“mmgh..” I whine as he stretches me out, my eyes squinting with pleasure.

“Oh god baby.. you’re so fucking tight and warm.” His hands make their way up to my waist as he begins to rock his hips up to meet mine. “Channie..” I moan, rubbing my hands up and down his chest. “Mmm.. fuck!” I move my head down so our lips meet. I capture his lips and begin kissing him. Our lips moving together in a rhythm. While we’re making love to each other there’s a knock on the door. Ignoring it, we continue doing what we were doing. I start riding him faster, moaning into his mouth as we both take each other.

“Fucking hell your cunts so addicting..” Chan groans into the kiss, his hands gripping my hips and bringing me up and down faster on his cock. “Y-you feel so good in me..” I whimper, one of my hands moving from his chest to rub my twitching pussy.

Another knock is done on the door, making me pissed off that someone’s trying to interrupt us, Chan notices the change of emotion in me and decides to call out to the person knocking on the door. “Yes? I’m busy right now.” He sighs hoping the person will leave.

“You realise you’re still live right?” It’s Han, he sounds worried and annoyed.

“You’re fucking kidding me right?” Chan replies, his eyes widening as worry fills his brain. “Nope, it’s all over the internet, people are talking and recording clips of everything. I’ll just come in and end it properly for you.”

“Shit..”

Han opens the door, keeping his eyes on the floor, acting like he wasn’t aware of what we were doing. He presses the ‘end’ button, double checking that he actually pressed it before deleting the stream off the account.

Han leaves the room, taking Chans laptop and giving the two of us some privacy to finish; since we didn’t have any earlier.

“What if you get kicked out of the group because of me..?” I whine into his neck, feeling a tear flutter out of my eye. “I’ll figure something out, yeah?” Chan replies, thrusting upwards into me. “

If nothing can make you feel better, at least sex does..” he chuckles, leaving a trail of kisses down my neck.

. . .

A few hours past it’s a little bit later, I’m laying in bed with Chan, we decide to check what STAYS are saying on social media about everything that just happened earlier today. It’s more tame than I expected luckily. Not many clips are coming out which i’m happy about people realising we deserve privacy, however it of course is going to be a trending topic all over the place. The other comments people are saying are like ‘i wish I was her’ or ‘Chan’s even hotter than I thought’. Guess that’s what happens when you fuck a kpop idol, huh.

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

alright. had to take a short break to process whatever the fuck ep four was. BACK. with ep FIVE of watchin the outsiders show!!

guys I know you're sick of me sayin it. but unfortunately intro still fucks.

why is pony??? buildin a bridge??

THEYRE CANONICALLY RELIGIOUS?? you cannot look me in my eyes n make me beleive ANY of these boys are willingly goin to church

good lord. literally what is wrong with these cops. I mean accurate. but like its just some guys mindin there business n a cop comes up n knocks there shit out their hands

lovin the pony n tim friendship here. also tim workin on the car n then pony hoppin up to sit on the hood. my baby.

pony lendin tim the money for gas. awaough. hmm. my son. he's just such a good kid. I love him.

??? why won't pony just tell Darry he lended his money to tim. that's darrys husband at this point. I don't think he'd care.

what is soda doin in the background with the salt. he's like flippin it. like a bartender.

tim came in with those beers n pony got the vilest nastiest look on his face. very younger brother. he said OH. so no money for gas but money for beer. AH. the face of a man about to throw all his 'I don't wanna say who it was' shit STRAIGHT out the window

tim bringin pony a snack tho aw

I do not understand the nature of this job pony works

godDAMN. motherfucker can NOT catch a break!! homie just fell off a bridge!! well not ALL the way off. but like. off.

tim n his fuck ass sunglasses

the way ponys voice cracks. I love that boy. my baby.

good lord. he fell off a bridge. got into an argument with Darry. n then got taken hostage by a escaped convict. someone give this boy a moments rest.

pony soppin wet n shiverin my poor baby. the way he draws his shoulders all the way up to his ears n his hair all drippin in his eyes. my son.

(summarizin) 'how can somethin be right n wrong at the same time?' 'like lendin that money to that guy' *whiniest poutiest face you've ever seen* 'noooo' that's literally my son. like. I know you guys are sick of hearin it. but that's my boy.

do these boys own anythin but flannels n jeans. if they do I have yet to see it

soda gigglin at his own prank n then gettin up n BOOKIN it n darry chasin him. look. shows got so so many flaws. but if you watch it solely for how often they let these kids just be brothers it is well worth the watch

pony is so insane. he's robbin his own house. to give it to some guy. darry is gonna kill him.

Jay Ferguson as Pony is the most important pony ever. I love that stupid kid.

'I USED TO THINK PEOPLE DESERVED THE TROUBLE THEY GOT. BUT THEN I SAW DARRY HAVIN TO WORK SO HARD' aoughhh. ough. aough.

the way darry n pony fight actually. aough. it's not even fightin. like. darry is just scoldin him. n every 10 seconds he's like just TALK to me. I just wanna understand. aough. hmm. my babies. also honorable mention for soda just followin em around to make sure they don't start fightin

what the hell is goin on. what is this music. what is tim goin on about.

pony packin to run away (this man learned NOTHIN from that week in the church NOTHIN) but as he's packin sodas goin hey that's my shirt ur takin. brothers ever perhaps.

pony is so WHINY. he is my baby. his my son. he's such a youngest siblin. like. he is so completely someone's kid brother. in the everythin about him. I'd be shocked if I looked it up n the actor was an only child.

SODA??? DID THAT GUY FUCKIN SHOOT SODA? HE DID. JESUS CHRIST. MY BABY. they are all behavin way too cool for this.

two bein like 'look! nurse aide hirin! pony u need a job!' n Steve poutily kickin the chair n goin 'I'll kill you. I'll kill them' I love these boys

PONY!! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!! 'hey!! you don't know it was them!!' pony you are the worst secret keeper known to man

darry is servin insane fuckin looks right now. like insane. why is he goin so incredibly hard. not is NOT the time.

DO U SEE WHAT I MEAN??

'now who but a con would help another con' 'that's cop logic' HA. now that's funny. read him for FILTH darry

pony is GAGGED that an escaped conviction lied to him. pony. I love ya so much. kid. please THINK.

PONY. YOU DO NOT BRING A LEAD PIPE TO A GUN FIGHT. U KNUCKLEHEAD. HON!

'hey darry!!! what's shakin!!!!' 'soda got shot.' 😀 -> 😐 fastest I've ever seen

ohh darry. the man you are. motherfucker does NOT play about his brothers. he said I dont give a FUCK who you are to me. you fuck around with my siblings n ill WACK your ass.

darry knocked out in the hospital n pony showin up to see him in the middle of the night. apugh. oughhhh. agh. this whole scene. goddamn. my kids. I'm losin my mind.

pony rollin up to the convict again with darry in tow. he said FUCK that shit I'm bringin BACKUP. n the backup is a DEEPLY pissed off older brother.

cherry n tim is such an odd crossover. I never ever would have put those two together. but go crazy.

tim bringin soda magazines in the hospital?? tim sayin he'd like to go beat the hell outta the guy that shot soda himself?? sayin they should go out together??

darry is just always so cool about everythin. every time a cop is buggin him he chooses that moment to serve some insane looks. also. darry servin n pony standin behind him shiverin n shakin. I love these boys.

DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN????

the way pony keeps lookin up darry AOUGH. my baby. my son. that's my kid.

the cop just havin to walk off cause he's got no evidence HA. yeah. spin back. n fuck off.

'kitchen must be a mess with u n darry doin all the cookin!' 'you'll be back soon enough!! save me from darrys flapjacks!' THE BROTHERS EVER ACTUALLY

'I thought losin our folks would have been the very worst thing that could happened to us. but I came so close to losin a brother' OHHH. ok. yeah. ouch ok. ough. my baby. 'u n me were a phone call away from losin a brother' OHHH. APUGH. my baby.

'I guess I'm always thinkin with my heart instead of my head' pony. I love you. you stupid. stupid. kid.

[hp-hcs]

Lipstick part two when ??😭😭😭

when i work up the courage to write and post smut, lovely 😭😭

hate myself for writing this but yk wtv i’ll enjoy hell

this is filthy in my mind but i’m also ace so- this is probably prudish to y’all ngl

•smut• What Went On in the Supply Closet (Pt. 2 of lipstick) — yandere! Draco Malfoy x gender neutral! Gryffindor! reader x yandere! Enzo Berkshire

the boyos have a fwb thing going on fyi, thank you to the anon who suggested that. you’re a real one, homie ✊😔

gender neutral reader with no anatomical descriptions! YOU’RE WELCOME

(to my taglisters! i haven’t tagged anyone in this post because of its content. if you’d like to be tagged in any future smutty shit, send me an ask or dm or a comment or smth. i don’t wanna make anyone uncomfortable, so if i do end up making a smut taglist, it’ll be an opt-in kinda thing rather than opt-out. know your limits and triggers and stay safe 🩶)

[SMUT AHEAD. MDNI.]

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“Shit, darlin’,” Draco gasped, pulling back from the kiss. He was breathless, his chest heaving with exertion.

Enzo’s eyes had gone dark and his breathing had gotten heavier. He barely waited for Draco to split apart from you before he took over, kissing you hard with reckless abandon.

Draco waited impatiently, barely giving Enzo a minute to kiss you before he was dragging him off by his collar.

“Not in the hallway, dipshit. Closet, right there.”

“I wouldn’t have thought you’d ever choose to go back into a closet, Dray,” Enzo mumbled under his breath, yanking open the door to the supply closet and guiding you inside with a firm hand.

Draco tugged the pull-chain of the single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling, the dim light doing fuck all to illuminate the room.

After Enzo shut and locked the door, the three of you just stood in a tense silence, staring at each other. You were all daring each other to make the first move.

“So why- why now?” You asked, breaking the moment of silence.

“What?” Enzo murmured, a hungry look in his eye as he slowly took a step forward, then another, effectively backing you up against the wall.

“Why now?” You repeat, the pitch of your voice raising minutely as your adrenaline spiked. “I mean, why not ask me to the Yule Ball or something?”

“I thought you already had a date, love?”

“Yeah, but it’s just Harry.”

Draco practically growled.

You furrowed your eyebrows at his odd reaction, confused until he rested his hand on your hip, gripping your flesh tightly—possessively.

“Oh, I get it!” You gasped out with a sly grin as his grip tightened. “You’re both jealous of Harr-”

Draco clamped one hand firmly over your mouth.

“Get his damn name out of your mouth,” he hissed threateningly, crowding into your space further.

You gulped, your cheeks heating up under his hand.

“Enzy, think we oughtta show our darlin’ how much better we are than Potter?”

Enzo nodded in agreement, wasting no time before leaning forward to smack away Draco’s hold on your hips and grab them both for himself, quickly seizing your mouth with his own.

You let out a tiny noise at the obsessive way he began to run his hands over your body; gripping your waist, your hips, your thighs. You held onto his shoulders for dear life as he stole your breath away with little regard.

You stifled a small moan. Draco must’ve joined back in at some point, because you could feel a second pair of lips sucking lazily on your neck and collarbone.

Whereas Draco seemed to prefer to go slow and casually, Enzo seemed frantic, his fingers fumbling and slipping on the buttons of your uniform shirt with how quickly he was moving.

Whereas Enzo was go, go, go! Draco took his time, savoring every second.

As if to illustrate that point exactly, Draco ghosted his fingers over your ribs, not quite making contact with your skin. At the exact same time, Enzo shoved his hand down the front of your uniform bottoms, grinding the heel of his hand against you.

You gasped into his mouth, your hands tightening on his shoulders and your fingers digging in at the two contradicting sensations.

When Enzo could feel your hips move, caught under the spell of those magical fingers of his, he smirked against your mouth, snickering at every little noise and gasp you made.

He pulled away from your mouth, ducking down to focus on a spot at the base of your throat. Draco swooped in, capturing your unoccupied mouth and smoothing a hand down the front of your chest.

Babbled pleas fell from your lips as Enzo’s movements sped up, his fingers knowing exactly where to twist and prod and massage.

“Pl- please- can I-”

“Ask Dray, sweetheart,” Enzo mumbled against your neck, a cheeky grin on his lips.

“Dray- D-Draco, ple-please!”

Draco pulled his hand away from where he’d been stroking your upper torso, pretending to think.

“I don’t know, have you really been that good?”

“Yes!”

His eyes sparkled with amusement under the weak lighting. “Say what I want to hear, doll. You know what I mean.”

You groan in frustration, ceding. “Merlin- yo-you’re b-better than Har-ry!”

“Come.”

At his permission you fall apart, your body all but going boneless as your eyes roll back in your head.

You panted for air, your eyes clamped shut, as the pair of boys drew back. Your skin was sticky with sweat, and you could feel the tacky texture of that damned lipstick everywhere.

Your eyes remained shut as you willed your legs to stop shaking. An odd noise broke you out of your reverie, and you slowly blinked, trying to make out shapes in the dimly lit closet.

You drew in a sharp breath when you saw Draco and Enzo sharing a kiss, smearing blue lipstick all over each other’s skin.

You blinked once more, trying to commit the image to memory, when you realized that the odd noise you’d heard had been a grunt from Draco, muffled by Enzo’s mouth. The latter had his hand down the former’s pants.

Draco yanked at the button of Enzo’s uniform pants, quickly diving his hand in to return the favor.

You watched through heavy-lidded eyes, your mouth hanging partially open as the two hot guys you’d just been making out with began jacking each other off.

Holy fuck. That’s hot.

~~~

Your trio eventually stumbled out of the supply closet, disheveled and stained with blue.

A familiar ghost was waiting for the three of you outside, bursting into raucous laughter as soon as he saw your rumpled clothes and lipstick-dyed necks.

“Naughty, naughty children! Naughty, naughty!”

Peeves let out another cackle, blowing a raspberry in your direction and immediately disappearing through the floor.

[thugguzzler]

Yet another reason to think twice before fucking with Thugs....

So Homeboy and me been playing this chase me chase me game for years and every time we set to hookup, one of us go to jail or prison. Well, last week walking into PO office run into the yoaked muffukka with a new neck tat walking out of PO office.

Didn't even recognize homie until he calls my name. Fuck....First Day Out Dick. Good stuff before they get all sucked up again. Fine ass limited time only snack.

Homeboy now got me sweating more than a PO office in a air fryer.

He wants me to come down to His shop late night to kick it. His side chick gonna be with her husband He says. Which is good cause that bitch and me gonna throw down one day. Anyway, His shop deep in the hard real deal hood in the city where your truck alarm is a pit and a glock. I'm in the deep country, off grid hillbilly land a hard hour and 45 minutes away. 2 hours after a stop at Ghetto Burrito just cause its a long ass drive and ya boy get hungry.

So of course I dropped every fucking thing just to drop my pants at his shop and get me some of this Gangbangin Donkey Debaunchery. Dude is that fine and that hung. This like lifetime achievement dick.

We party a bit. His pants sag a bit lower until finally falling off. mine are next and before you know it clothes are tossed all the fuck everywhere. And we gettin it. Loudly. One part fuck one part MMA cage match and I've done gone to heaven. Or hell....

Because 5 min in, neither of us realized his side chick had come in, taken my pants and boots and then locked herself in the shop office, watching it all unfold in the window between shop and office.

Then bitch hit the 'OPEN' button on the 12' shop door that opens right up to a very active hood. We're talking hoes, dudes slangin, zombie muffukkas, gangsters....the whole real ass deal at 2am.

Long story short is I had to run out that open shop door and down the fucking street naked with only (thankfully) my phone and the electronic bracelet that opens/starts/gets me the fuck out of there truck.

Well, wasn't fully naked. I had my socks on. And ankle monitor so we blending and diving into truck and Fresno The Dog giving me that 'Really, This Again?' look just made it better. There is no scorn more powerful than a pitbull disappointed in your general character.

Then the phone rings....Its Dude. I'm like 'yeah?' And he says - no shit - "Do you think you can hook me up with a zip?"

Fuck Me.

THIS is why one has to be brave, stupid or maybe both for fucking with a Thug. And a good argument for always keeping your gas tank full.

[photographerstanheight]

FIRST DEAD BODY I'VE EVER SEEN...

THEY LOOK DIFFERENT IN REAL LIFE. THEY DON'T MOVE.

Hi. I'm Adam. Adam Stanheight. 26 years old. He/Him, what else do I say... I got no goddamn clue what I am. Bi? Gay? Pan? Don't give a shit. Women are cool. Men are fucking great. Like all those kinds of people. I'm that one guy, you probably know me, from that fucking bathroom shithole or whatever. It fucking sucked. ...And now I'm here. Posting on some random website I thought was interesting, plus it's full of freaks to make fun of. What will I post exactly? No fucking idea. Cats, photos I've taken, maybe some death threats to Jigsaw... By the way Jigsaw go kill yourself. Old Prick. Anyway. Do whatever. I really don't give a shit, you wanna talk? Talk. You wanna send memes? Send memes. Make sure they're fucking funny. You wanna whine to me about how sad your sorry life is? Go right ahead. I'm not a therapist so I'll probably laugh in your face.

Everyone shut the fuck up we have a fucking art fridge now this is a new addition yes I’m serious

Art 1. (Mr Millipede ily /p)

Art 2. (Aka me kissing billy its canon)

Art 3. (Smiling friends… smiling friends save me…)

Art 4. (Me and the HOMIE!!! A COUPLE OF BFFSSS!!! Unless… WHO SAID THAT!!!!)

By the way look at my cool ass cat. Her name is Mabel.

OOC UNDER THE CUT

Frowns... Hi chat... It's me... Dew... Sighs....... I have been uncovered from the depths of hell.... sad face emoji... but hi :,]

I'm sure all my mutuals will come swarming so i'm not gonna go thru the whole junk ab pronouns or whatnot ugh... he/him just in case. also don't be weird. I am an adult and yeaes ... so yeah if i see age below 18 i will nawt be doing weird 18+ stuff BITES OWN ARM OFF

But heeeeeyyyy, I'm a chainshipping, rustynailshipping and yapping FREAK so i made this to hopefully hang out w chatters... but also i wanna bother the fuck outta apprentices and other people sorry not sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Erm.. what else... my writing of Adam will be that he's trans!!!!! Omg ur transgener... That is so cool... He has top surgery but not bottom surgery,, guh... girl queen pussy boss....

AAAAnd I think I'm gonna let a bit of my chaos out so expect poootentially sooome sexual schtuffs?? Yours truly has some sillies in mind as a hypersexual loser like myself... I won't make it his whole personality tho idk :P

How did Adam get out of the trap? I don't fucking know and I am too goddamn lazy to think of it rn. I'll post tho when I actually can think , puts splinters in my eyes

Tags... lame. Whatever yapyap i'm a loser and i like 2 b fan see

|📸| ~ 𝑴𝑶𝑫 𝑻𝑨𝑳𝑲𝑺. - ya boy is yapping

|📸| ~ 𝑨𝑫𝑨𝑴 𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑺. - ask replies ofc

|📸| ~ 𝑨𝑫𝑨𝑴𝑺 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺. - hes talking to people waoah,...

|📸| ~ 𝑨𝑫𝑨𝑴𝑺 𝑹𝑨𝑴𝑩𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺. - he's talking!!!!! just for fun

|📸| ~ 𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑶𝑮𝑹𝑨𝑷𝑯𝑺. - beginning to roleplays perhaps idk i just like to have them

anyway erm... face reveal!!!!

[personasintro]

ITS ME AGAIN.

2/2

I would like to express my genuine and serious opinion about MH and the relationship between Y/N and JK. Let's start with the fact that this book needs to be reread few times, to understand better the dynamics between the main protagonists. I'm convinced that reading it one time it's NOT enough to understand what's actually happening. MANY and MANY people comment on it about JK seeing Y/N as a fuck buddy at this point, and nothing more. That he will never see her as a potential girlfriend. The first time I have read it, I got really annoyed and frustrated about this slow burn, like many others who write you these annoying asks. I thought that after so many chapters, basically nothing really happened, that he wants her for sex only. HOWEVER, when I started ready it for the second and third time then + read MH JUNGKOOK'S POV, my jaw dropped, because I began seeing and understanding things I never noticed before. My perspective of the situation COMPLETELY CHANGED . Now, I don't know if you study psychology/are interested in it, or if all of this is just a coincidence made up me and my analysing everything habit, but rereading it carefully, we can notice how well, subtle but clear you're trying to portrait the feelings of both of them towards each other. Let me explain it better.

(THIS MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS) Correct me if I'm wrong, but now that my perspective changed, I see MH JK as a guy who basically craves for reciprocated love, cuddles, attention and mostly important, who can't stay single or alone for too long. Not because he's desperate, but because he's a hopeless romantic who likes to give and receive love. The thing is, if in the very beginning I found very annoying his obsession with Kiko, now I think I understand what actually happened. He is attached to her for the good, old memories she brought him. He wants to bring the nice feelings he had back. In which he truly felt loved and understood by someone. But this doesn't mean he needs specifically Kiko. He loves her, is attached to her, but it's not the same as before. Sometimes we want our ex back because we want the good memories with them back and not specifically them now. More specifically, we want their old selves with us because we romanticise the memories a lot, but in reality we don't want to be with the person they are now. Does it make sense?

Why am I so convinced about this? Because of the fuck buddies deal thing. If he truly still loves Kiko and wants nobody else, in his mind NEVER EVER would have blown up the idea of having sex, and more over, REALLY ENJOYING it with his best friend. If someone is THE ONE for you and you're 100% serious about them, you don't act like a freaking husband with your bff. You made very clear his feelings by his actions. His actions and words speak for himself. He's attracted to Y/N right now, mentally and physically. He doesn't have romanticised old memories with her, so this means he's living the moment NOW and the feelings towards her are new. I can't say he's in love yet, because again, if you're in love you don't go to your ex. However, I'm truly convinced that in the last chapters we can absolutely tell he likes her now. Seriously likes her, but still denies it to himself, because he deeply knows that Y/N is his dearest best friend. It would be messy to date her, because this implies ruining the friendship in case something goes wrong and also she is in his main group of friends. Can you imagine breaking up with her and seeing her in your homies circle? And not having her as your beloved best friend anymore ? Hell no. And mostly important, she NEVER explicitly said to him anything about even the slightest possibility to want him a boyfriend. The dude basically automatically suppresses the thoughts about dating her, because unconsciously he knows it's not worthy and that he still receives the love he craves for from Kiko. She's basically the "comfort zone". Why risking to lose it to try dating someone who doesn't guarantee you anything (for now at least) . But objectively speaking, his words and body already behave like they are almost in love. I'm 100% sure that if Y/N confesses now, he would accept right away to date her. He's too whipped for her. Can't say the same about Y/N, who is the less considerate about her own feelings. No, SHE IS, because she overthinks it A LOT, more than him, but she's worse than him in suppressing the feelings for the same reasons. She tries to gaslight herself even when she perfectly knows it , and she literally goes to tue swimming pool.

that's it for now. I have more things, but let's stop here.

-July

HI you again!

This will be nothing new for some readers, especially to those who have been here from the beginning and has read my responses for quite sometime now (you guys can skip this response because you probably know it all by now hehe) ; you're right. I think too that for some people, it might take more reads to understand the little things that are not so obvious. Again, I'm gonna repeat myself but MH is a story where you should read between the lines. Not everything is clear and obvious. There are little easter eggs throughout the story. It causes people trying to get answers directly from me, since they haven't gotten it in the story. But I do not want to spoil anything, I prefer readers knowing the real stuff from the story. Until the story is not finished, I'll keep my mouth shut and enjoy the chaos 😁

I actually did study psychology, had it as a subject in my school and it was my favorite one. I think my writing mirrors me. I do tend to get very deep and analyze certain situations and people. I think that's what's happening in this story as well (and in my other ones too). That's a very good guess you made here!

It is a very interesting take that you have of him and the situations in the story! I cannot confirm nor deny. All I can say is that Jk really did love Kiko. I've seen in my life people that started hooking up with someone else after their break-up. That's how some people cope with it. Or even if they're fine after break-up, mostly men, think of sex a lot. It's a part most of them do not let go. So in this case, I wouldn't exactly say he didn't love her because he came up with the idea of them hooking up. We all know it was way deeper and complicated than this. It's also fine to enjoy the sex with someone that isn't your partner + when you're still heartbroken and love with someone else. He was surprised himself that he truly enjoyed it. But then again, he didn't exactly tell her to have sex. It's something that happened naturally and overtime. It showed off the beginning of their chemistry.

You've made some good points! I truly liked this analyzation (it's one of the best things about writing, to receive long messages/ask with analyzation!!) and I enjoyed reading it very much! I do have to stay neutral though and I hope you understand that 😁 Thank you again for this message/feedback. It was truly fun to read (I did read it the first time when I was on a walk with my dog and I tried not to trip 🫠). I had some cool responses prepared but I forgot them lolol but I think I covered everything I wanted!

Thank you, sending you lots of love and a huge hug, July! 🩵🫶

[annimator]

I need to be sedated

(I JUST WATCHED TOMJAKE EP 4 AND I HAVE THINGS TO SAY, ITS ALL UNDER THE CUT BECAUSE SPOILERS)

• Lucia’s rewatching All Stars lmao. I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE QUEEN YOU LIKE REALITY TV AND CARE ALOT FOR TOM AS A FRIEND

• Tom’s quitting the police force, good for him. I’m saying this as a chaotic neutral-ish person

• YEA SHE ADMITTED IT, SHE CARES :D

• Intro time- OH OK NOW YOU SWITCH BACK TO THE ORIGINAL VERSION OF THE INTRO THAT WAS POSTED BY ITSELF, ALRIGHTY THEN

• Aw they’re setting up for Miriam’s party :D

• I almost thought Jake and Ellie were gonna get into another argument lmao. It’s nice to see them on good terms

• GABBY LOOKS SO HAPPY WITH THE PIÑATA I LOVE HER

• yoooo Ashley cameo :D

• OMG AIDEN’S HERE I LOVE HIM SMMMM

• “Aw, no James?” “He’s busy being a famous actor.” My disappointment is immeasurable, and my day is ruined-

• oh cool Lake’s here too. Congrats on getting a gf queen

• ngl I prefer Tom with a hoodie on. Anyways YEA MORE TOM & GABBY SCENES

• I still cannot get over the fact that Shawn and Alec have the same va lol

• I understand where Jake’s coming from tbh. I’d be pissed off if I had a sibling that wasn’t there when I needed him even though I’m an only child

• Aw Tom and Gabby are singing piggyback together in the car :D

• HELL YEA TOM��S GOING TO THERAPY

• “Yay! And you always have us to help you heal!” Gabby ily

• “Can you believe some people walk on the sidewalk? The audacity!” Lmao

• Jake and Shawn’s convo was rlly sweet :D I’m not gonna copy paste the whole thing cuz am lazy, but Shawn saying that their Grandma would be proud is making me sad :’)

• Event planning being Jake’s career is somewhat surprising to me. Wonder how twt’s thinking about it…

• AW TOM WENT BACK TO TIPISKAW TO GET THE HEART HE CARVED INTO THE CABINS THAT ADORABLE

• Gabby is truly the ideal homie

• “Between us, you’re my favourite Disventure Camp contestant!” Real take about Aiden right here /j

• NAH DID MIRIAM HAVE TO FAKE HAVING A HEART ATTACK AGAIN.

• “I couldn’t imagine a better man to be my brother’s other half!” I love Shawn being so acceptive of Tom :D

• Why did Tom have to get so defensive over Jake lmao. Did u rlly have to say that to his brother lol

• Annnnnd Gabbs broke the carved heart lol

• “It’s not the gift, it’s the gesture.” REAL

• YEAH ANOTHER KISS LETS GOOOO

• Oh damn, they’re… doing stuff (yeah I can’t get over that line from All Stars Ep19 lol)

• I’m getting too lazy to type stuff but that ending montage was rlly wholesome.

• AWWW TOM BROUGHT JAKE TO THE PLACED THEY HAD THEIR FIRST KISS THATS FUCKING WHOLESOME BRO

• I love seeing Gabby as Tom’s wingwoman. Queen shit right there

• JAKE GLUED THE CARVED HEART BACK TOGETHER THAT ADORABLEEEEE

• “Despite everything, we weathered the storm.” “And scars, inside and out. Makes it more beautiful.” I want to cry, but I’m in a public place rn

• “Anything big coming up?” “Well, I was thinking maybe… the next wedding I planned… was ours.” NO WAY. NO FUCKING WAY DID JAKE BASICALLY JUST PROPOSE TO TOM OMG I FUCKING WINNNN

• IT ENDS ON A SHOT OF THE CARVED HEART OH MY FUCKING GODAPXJDNIWIQQ

• OK OVERALL, GREAT EPISODE, 10/10, IM STILL KINDA SAD THAT JAMES DIDNT MAKE AN APPEARANCE BUT THAT PROPOSAL MADE UP FOR IT

• Bro im so hyped for Carnival of Chaos coming out by the end of this month. ALSO I WANT A SEASON TWO, PLEASE JARED I WANT TO SEE A DOUBLE DATE BETWEEN TOMJAKE AND JAIDEN-

[hectorthedoggo]

HIII!!! ohmygod i cant believe i just RECENTLY found your account, and i wanna tell you i really, REALLY LOVE YOUR AU ESPECIALLY NMNL,,,,,, i love the warden i love enyu i love es. i think of them like evryday and i just wanna say THANKYOU for the food. theyre delicious. scrumptious even.

alsoo id love to hear your thoughts regarding the latest t3 announcement,,,,,,,, how'd you think they feel rn knowing shidou's no longer here,,,, 😀

sorry in advance if anyone has asked this before, and thank you!!! 🫡

HI OMG IM SO GLAD YOU DISCOVERED ME!!! I'm the most ill about my aus... I love talking about them so feel free to send WHATEVER asks about ANYTHING EVER. that aside, I actually have been writing stuff for es t3 but not had the motivation to finish it for some reason??? But I'm low-key kinda getting back for my writing... just a little busy :3

This is what I've made (in my head):

- they get in complete denial. Just. They don't believe it. They cant handle it. They talk to the air and pretend the homies are still there. They get aggressive and beat prisoners a LOT if they talk about how they're dead/try to reality check. steer clear of them bc oh my goodness.

- throw themself into taking care of the other prisoners. Ok so this is what my brain is going to right now. This is what I'm personally wanting to write. they know the others are dead, and cope by becoming a helicopter warden. hell yeah muu is GOING to eat. They do not care about the prisoners person feelings in a lot of the matters. You'll see, I make this happen in one of my upcoming fics :33 (they have their dad's savior complex 🥺🥺🥺)

- indoctrination. you will see. (Current WIP)

- nmnl au. HOLY SHIT. so it turns out. uhm. Shidou was the only thing keeping them alive. So I wrote something. So this is what I was planning on writing, but IDK if I can do it anymore (#15000 WIPS) Lil bro is gonna bandage their own hand, not get the glass out, get it infected, LOCK THEIR DOOR BC PRISONERS SHOULDNT INVOLVE THEMSELF WOTH THE WARDEN. then proceed to SLOWLY DIE AND THEY HEAR OCCASIONAL KNOCKS BUT TBE KNOCKS GIVE UP AND THEY PASS OUT. bed ridden from fever. They don't drink water. they start to hallucinate Haruka, Shidou, and Mahiru talking to them, comforting them in their delirious state. Then, es comes in, and just stares down at them and says that its all their fault. They die, last words being "but wasn't I a good warden?". So uh yeah I may or may not write that but you can have as much fun as you want imagining that idea 😉😂😂😂😁😂😁💡😁😉💡😂

- idfk they just commit suicide 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Send more asks for more random ideas I have ^^!!!

[crowscacophony]

its freak-frackin 2017 boi ^-^

I need to write something but mouthwashing has me in a state of shock still I feel like curly’s barely conscious body bruh he’s literally me. (Not a spoiler this is literally revealed in the first five minutes I promise) I need some kohls brainrot but unlike Jimmy I CAN TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR MY ACTIONS fuck Jimmy all my homies hate Jimmy mouthwashing 

I was going to do some historical fangstitch but despite my favorite fanfic I’ve ever read being about wwii and fleeing nazism I cannot bring myself to actually write anything even though I have some really cool (I have to keep telling myself that it’s okay for things to be historically accurate even though the vocabulary used *specifically for Crow and his Romani heritage* would be entirely different and it’s better to be tasteful) ideas

So instead. We’re embracing the cringe.

WELCOME TO THE YEAR 2017 BITCHES

Mid to late 2010s fandom was an insane mess. No one knew how to act. No one was anywhere near normal. I was there. I remember it all too well. The era of flower crowns and cell shaded big eyes and Hamilton animatics. Good God it was like being on crack with a bunch of closeted queers 

And I keep seeing the “mouthwashing if it was released in 2016 posts” where people are drawing the characters in flower crowns and big sweaters and “smol beans” and “cinnamon rolls :3” and it’s like a bullet to the brain. And I LOVE it. Give me more.

So. The Dalseum Duet if it was released in 2017. Let’s fuckin pretend. 

The people of 2017 fandom would be cancelled left and right today and I’m going to revel in that for a minute.

An entire cast of characters of color is not really ideal. Because we saw what happened to Hamilton. Here are my predictions for the most cancellable race offenses:

People just cannot draw Sara. They can’t fathom that her skin is dark. They keep coloring her this weird ashy mid-toned color and squishing her face to make her look “cuter.” 

Marie gets whitewashed to high hell. She’s supposed to be cutesy and feminine and the people of 2017 could not fathom that she has darker skin than Crow

Same with Adam. He would 100% get “smol bean” woobified. Someone literally just does not realize that he’s black. Art of him but white (out of pure ignorance, not malice) is posted on a prominent artist’s tumblr and never mentioned until someone digs it back up in 2020

I would say something abt Noeul but people act even worse abt “”morally gray”” East Asian men in 2024 so  just go looking yourself if you’re desperate for people saying weird shit. Dw we get to him later

Multiple people come forward saying they didn’t know Cambodia was even a country before reading Heartstrings

still an issue but people just don’t know how to draw Asian features. they all look white for some reason. 

crow always has straight hair. for some reason.

Other related offenses 

Gale is always drawn either too skinny or something is evidently proportionally incorrect 

Where. Where are Crow’s mobility aids guys

The Charlie hate posts. “she’s so annoying omg she thinks everything revolves around her! terrible main character” when she’s just a woman trying to escape an unsafe situation 

People are just not normal about crow being trans (to be expected no matter what year tbh)

“my smol trans bb 🥺 my little bean protecc him *GUYS DID YOU CATCH THAT I SAID HIM!! HIM NOT SHE I’M AN ALLY* at all costs”

your smol bb just watched someone get decapitated and didn’t flinch but. okay

people exaggerate sonnet’s proportions so ridiculously. is this transphobic or are you just numb to the furry proportions of animation memes bc their hips cannot possibly be that large 

A LOOK AT THE FANDOM

So many theatre kids who can’t communicate to anyone effectively. So many. Think Percy Jackson of eras bygone meets the Heathers animatic era. 

The most viewed video is an animatic of Sara telling off Noeul after the trial set to “Congratulations” from Hamilton. 

And now. Just know that this hurts me to say bc this album is my guilty pleasure but not a pleasure bc it hurts me to listen to some of these songs. Sigh. 

Panic! at the Disco’s album “Death of a Bachelor” released in 2016, shifting the edgy fandom space forever. 

The Council fanart. The animatics. Were edits a thing at this time? Fuckin PMVs? Idk. BUT GOOD GOD. EVERY SINGLE SONG ON THAT ALBUM. THERE WILL BE 100 COUNCIL ANIMATICS AT THE LEAST FOR EACH ONE. ALL IN THE SAME EXACT ARTSTYLE YOU KNOW THE ONE

THE FANART EDITS. GOD. NOEUL WITH HIS EYES BLACKED OUT WITH A BAR WITH LIKE “Fifty words for murder and I’m every single one of them” WRITTEN ACROSS IT HAHAHAHAAAAA his touch is black and poisonous guys. eyes like broken Christmas lights fr

PEOPLE GET SO CORNY OVER THIS MAN. SO CORNY. LIKE. HE MIGHT AS WELL BE TORD. THAT IS THE EXACT TREATMENT HE GETS

oh yeah and Jason Dean too. the comparisons of costco to JD and Veronica. dead girl walking animatics galore 

people made JD’s entire personality slushies even though he committed so many crimes. Noeul’s personality is reduced to bulgogi but no one can pronounce it so it just keeps getting worse

people woobify the fuck out of Sonnet. drawing them in big sweaters and flower crowns and sh scars on comically “thicccc” thighs bc they were “suicidal 🥺” (because they were “depwessed” not bc their marriage was fucking loveless and they no longer recognize who they are) and they have pretty pink hair. they tried to murder an innocent woman folks

unironic sams club shippers. “they should have gotten back together after the end! they did!! here is my fanart of Adam (ace mlm who has been severely traumatized by sonnet’s actions) and Sonnet (body has been borderline botched by “gender affirming surgery” and just watched their husband get slaughtered by their daughter in front of their own eyes. cannot form a cohesive sentence due to addiction to a variety of substances) 

I’m. I’m going to bed but I will add on to this. Because I find it really funny. 

Anyway. Just throwing the image of smol bean-ified Kai in your brain. @svwhssftr Big eyelashes and big blue sweater. Shark plushie. His eyes are blue and suspiciously round. Why does he have visible tits guys this isn’t… He doesn’t even have a face anymore. Bitch is built like captain curly. He is a fucking menace with an undiagnosed personality disorder. But yeah. Yeah smol trans bean (white..?) Kai. Perfect. Exactly. Sorry for that attack of psychological warfare. Thank you 2017 for your service in fandom history

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

not to watch two @dallasgallant movies back to BACK but I am workin myself up to tombstone n this feels like a good place to start hehe

also. not relevant to the movie. but I need you to know I am flying completely blind on ALL these movies. I don't know what this is about at ALL. but man I'm gonna have a good time

IS THAT IT IS MY SON? MY BABY EMILIO ESTEVEZ?? I LOVE THAT GUY OH MY GOD

really enjoyin this intro. this is so fun actually. 80s starter credits were so good man. cause they forced the movie to get creative to capture the audiences attention for em.

'oh no. not another hangin' HA. I dunno what's happenin but I giggled about it

is that? I can't get a good look. is that emilo?

oh no. racism already. oh! n the original use of greaser as a slur!

'who are them?' 'they. n they're the worst of society' ok well funny way to say I roll with a crew of assholes so annoyin they'll knock your socks off

'hope it ain't another mexican.' 'Mexican Indian you son of a bitch' hey whose that guy. thats my favorite guy. fuck that racist one. whose the other one. Jose? yeah I love him.

motherfucker got knocked over by a pig n immediately went for his gun. mama relax.

whats goin on with the eye fuckin between Emilio n Jose. hm. what was that look. Jose is servin CRAZY amounts of cunt tho.

'you know pigs are the smartest dogs' what're you TALKIN about.

OH EMILO IS BILLY THE KID OHHH

the amount of exposition dumpin goin on right now is CRAZY. who ARE these people. what is HAPPENIN.

'shit. you don't even know why I'm here.' do YOU? 'sure I do! you're a runaway derelict scudbottom vagrant ain't yam like the rest of us?' yeah I do!! you're a freak!! but no worries us too man hell yeah. lovin this energy.

HE KILLED SOMEBODY??

guys im such a sucker for a criminal found family. this is right up my alley.

'rumor has it you killed a man? what for?' 'hackin on me'

dog this dynamic is so important to me. they're like brothers in arms. gathered together to read n all. aough.

his beef with this pig is so funny. mama RELAX.

theyre talkin so much I have less then no clue what is goin on even a little bit. somethin about share holders? n stake? n beef stores?

emilos fuckin suit n hat n his criss cross gun holders so cute.

aww they're dancin together

they LOVE to be like 'man that fucker is CRAZY. he is NOT there. there is somethin WRONG with him!'

I dunno what's goin on. who are these ppl. this? lawyer? what's happenin.

SJSBHS that guy just lyin his ASS off about his medical degree. I'm gigglin.

emilo is so cute man. shit. that's my son. also wait. question. how old is he spposed to be rn.

AWWW HES A POET. 'it's a poem. I'm a poet. I wrote it' AW HES SO SWEET

HE FUCKIN STOLE THAT LADY? AS PAYMENT? THAT CANNOT BE LEGAL

gonna stop tryin to understand what's goin on n just have a good time.

the punch sound effects are DIABOLICAL. bad. they're so cartoony I'm gigglin.

oh now we're just shootin bullets. into the sky. GUYS UR GONNA HURT SOMEONE. omg wait I love auld lang syne.

Billy is always just pointin his gun at ANYTHIN. RELAX. ur gonna accidentally shoot a HOMIE.

'boys will be boys' n it's just releasin his cowboys to dick around with loaded guns. boys will NOT. they'll be DEAD.

OH FUCK THEY KILLED HIS GUY LITERALLY WHAT THE HELL.

NONE OF THEM ARE 21??? NOT A DAMN ONE?? good LORD.

them passin the warrent down like four people n horses is so funny. its givin 'give this to Kevin, give this to Kevin, give this to kevin'

their handshake n then them all linin up with their guns. nevermind. I don't know how I thought they were older.

WOAH A PALAMINO. God pretty horse man.

'Henry hill? howdy!' N THEN HE SHOOTS HIM RIGHT IN THE DICK N PUTS THE WARRENT IN HIS MOUTH. HES GIGGLIN. THE STUPID FUCKER IS GIGGLIN. BILLY!

theres so much shootin but I don't care cause those horses are so pretty man

absolutely adore every scene where they're just hangin out. I am such a sucker for the niche that is 'group of teenage criminals n their homies accidently commit crimes'

I can't even explain what I want to about the dynamics in the gang in any way that matters cause OH MY FUCKIN GOD BILLY JUST SHOT THAT GUY STRAIGHT IN THE FUCKIN HEAD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

oh so Billy's like. crazy crazy.

'oh Jesus christ bradys gonna hang us for sure now ☹️' mama. yall just killed like 5 more people. uh. yeah.

'they're sayin it's Billy but it ain't his picture they got here' 'that's me' (dick) so. I know I'm infamously bad about predictin endings but. I have my suspicions.

'he's an ex soldier turned bounty hunter' 'what does that mean☹️' 'means he can whoop some ass' well. yeah. in so many words.

JOSE. what's he up to. yknow what he could be up to anythin I don't mind as long as I get to see. that's my favorite guy. n I KNOW I HAVE BAD TRACK OF PICKIN A FAVORITE GUY N THEN THEY DIE. SO NONE OF YALL BETTER ACT STUPID. THEY CANT KILL MY GUY

good lord. the way that one guy is always bein racist n then jose is just hissin at him. only proper way to deal with a racist. besides kill him. every interaction between them is like *racism* 'if you don't SHUT your WHITE ASS up'

'that any good?' *coughin n chokin* so that's a no I guess

so are they. trippin balls or.

docs like rantin poetry trippin ass n his almost gets his ASS BLOWN OFF. n just. keeps goin.

Jose come collect your high white boys please.

Billy gettin sick of dicks long ass prayer n bitchin n then they INSTANTLY pull guns on each other yall need to RELAX. one day one of yall is gonna accidentally SHOOT n then yall be DEAD good LORD

dick n Billy havin a pissin contest n doc bein like can you please pass the gravy <3 no <3 can you PLEASE pass the gravy <3

'I'm here for the 150 they put out for the kid. the rest of you lil shits is only worth 110 but I'll take it' I giggled I fear

FUCK ME THEY SHOT JOSE. JOSE. GET THE FUCK UP PLEASE DO NOT BE DEAD.

'Chavez?' *most bitchy aggravated pissy voice I've ever heard from a shot man* 'WHAT'

AJDJENDNDK BILLY GOIN OUT TO SHOOT WITH THAT COCKY LIL GRIN N IMMEDIATELY GETTIN SHOT DUCKIN BACK N GOIN 'SCREW THAT' IM HOWLIN AJDBHDJSN

theres SEVEN OF YOU. ain't a ONE of you can HIT THE MOTHERFUCKER?

oh FUCK. they shot the ever lovin FUCK outta dick. aw shit Charlie callin that he's comin for him n havin to be held back. goddamn. these boys cannot stop dyin

oh shit pretty horse <3

the way that doc is always holdin back after the rest of them when someone dies. always the last to observe. hmm.

'the only bastards that are gonna get killed are us. let it go, chivato.' I KNOW jose is SICK of their asses.

[comtessacrow]

I was tagged by the amazing @softzosan love her sm CHECK OUT HER FICS THEYRE WONDERFUL

20 questions for fic writers!

how many works do you have on ao3?

a teeny tiny 2 haha. While I've been involved in fandom for a good chunk of my life, I didn't start writing until fairly recently. my current writing process is less than ideal but I have lots of ideas and WIPs! Creative writing is well beyond the scope of what I regularly do, so writing fic is a fun exercise in broadening my horizons.

what's your total ao3 word count?

a slim 9,411

what are your top five fics by kudos?

Previously established that I currently have a whopping 2 posted works BUT my zosan has more than my vashwood

what fandoms do you write for?

Currently, I've posted for Trigun and One Piece. I have some more One Piece and Trigun and a dash of Jujutsu Kaisen floating in the ether (my notes app), as well as a Good Omens fic I might return to at some point, and I've toyed with some House MD and New Girl.

do you respond to comments? why or why not?

absotutely. I laurv a comment on any platform.

what's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Vashwood for sure has the most ambiguous edging into potentially angsty ending. Like its source material. I'm such a sucker for Trigun angst.

what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Well naturally it's the zosan. All conflict resolved by the end how wonderful.

do you get hate on fics?

girl not to my knowledge

do you write smut?

hell yeah and I quite enjoy it. Will not be stopping any time soon that's for sure.

do you write crossovers?

I toyed with one but nothing posted!

have you ever had a fic stolen?

no clue but prolly not

have you ever had a fic translated?

I WISH. I have a friend that's fluent in Mandarin I should ask her hehe

have you ever cowritten a fic before?

I'm working on two!! With two of my most wonderful friends! I'm tagging them at the bottom of this post bc I know neither of them have done this but keep your eyes peeled for some One Piece collabs teehee

what's your all time favourite ship?

ummmmmmm. I can say that percabeth was the first ship I was ever serious about and was my gateway to fandom. Bubbline has a very sweet spot in my heart, but I actually can't say for certain what my absolute fave is because my brain has serious zosan fog atm.

what's the wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

def the good omens one

what are your writing strengths?

I personally find that I'm more confident in my editing or betaing than I am my own writing. Creative writing is something I've never been super strong in, I'm much more suited for academic writing and it's also something I enjoy. But! I want to write more fic! I want to become more confident in my ability to write fiction and be able to do that alongside helping other people with theirs.

what are your writing weaknesses?

I cannot for the life of me get myself to write long form right now. It's something I'm working towards, but the major thing is after a bit I definitely become frustrated or resentful of my writing. Which is funny because. I'm the one that wanted to do it lmao.

thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I could do Spanish! as long as we're talking Mexican or Puerto Rican dialects.

first fandom you wrote for?

technically Justice League when I was a wee child. I was absolutely OBSESSED with the 2001-2004 animated series and wrote a self-insert for free write in elementary school.

favourite fic you've ever written?

There are things I enjoy about both of my posted works and my WIPs but I think it's the Vashwood. Not because it's particularly good, but because of sentimentality.

off the tippy top of my head I would be oh so curious to see how my homies @oldbagofteeth and @blanketsmakemesafe would answer these but absolutely feel free to participate if you see this!

[leansuccubus]

death of our sanity and singular collective braincell; heartsteel fanfic- pt2 - the cursed olive garden breadsticks

warnings ⚠️ contains swearing, flirting like how you flirt w your friends, it’s more of a platonic thing really. Friendly bullying, just homies being homies

read pt 1 here

🤡🤡🤡 - 7 members

you: im so eepy rn

you: i ate too much bread and pasta from olive garden and my stummy feels weird

you: i look 3 months pregnant...oh my god who's the father 😍😍😍

Settrigh🗿: DONT WORRY IM SURE YOU LOOK JUST FINE READER

you: idk my stummy still feels weird, and the portion sizes have NO business being this large...

Settrigh🗿: WELL YOU KNOW WHAT I SAY A FLAT STOMACH IS OVERRATED

you: i feel like i'm really pregnant right now jesus christ, im about to go into LABOR

Settrigh🗿: YEAH ITS THE BREAD AND PASTA IT HAS THAT EFFECT

Settrigh🗿: I PROMISE YOU DON'T LOOK PREGNANT

you: i also hate how weird restaurant food makes you feel after digesting it like what the hell dude i feel like im about to frow up

you: do they secretly put barf juice into their food or something

Settrigh🗿: YEAH I DEFINITELY GET THAT

Phel🤫🧏‍♂️: the most relatable thing I've heard all day 😭

you: real

Settrigh🗿: IM TELLING YOU OLIVE GARDEN BREADSTICKS ARE DEADLY

you: IM NEVER GOING TO OLIVE GARDEN EVER AGAIN :(

Settrigh🗿: YOU SAY THAT NOW BUT YOULL BE BACK

you: IM ONLY EATING HOME COOKED FOOD FROM NOW ON 🙅🙅🙅❌❌❌

Settrigh🗿: I GIVE YOU A WEEK AT MOST LOOLL

G R E E N🌿: LMAOOOO

you: I DONT EVEN HAVE A CAR, I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO GO 💀

Settrigh🗿: IM SERIOUS

Settrigh🗿: YOU WON'T LAST

Phel🤫🧏‍♂️: 😭😭😭

Settrigh🗿: NO ONE CAN STAY AWAY FROM OLIVE GARDEN FOREVER

you: me

Settrigh🗿: READER IF YOU MANAGE TO NEVER GO AGAIN, I WILL BE VERY SURPRISED

you: this was the first time i went to olive garden in 8 years 💀💀💀

Settrigh🗿: oh god. youve been keeping yourself. from unlimited breadsticks. for EIGHT YEARS??????

you: I DONT WANT ANYMORE BREADSTICKS

Settrigh🗿: I DONT BELIEVE YOU

Settrigh🗿: NO ONE DENIES BREADSTICKS

G R E E N🌿: I don't think even jesus could deny breadsticks

Settrigh🗿: EXACTLY

Settrigh🗿: BREADSTICKS ARE TOO POWERFUL

Settrigh🗿: THEY'RE THE BEST PART OF THE DAMN MEAL

Schizophrenia🧑‍🎤🎸🤘😈👹👹👹: breadsticks just hit different ngl

you: STOP TALKING ABOUT BREADSTICKS OR IM GONNA THROW UP

Settrigh🗿: NEVER

Settrigh🗿: BREADSTICKS ARE LOVE BREADSTICKS ARE LIFE

G R E E N🌿: live laugh love breadsticks

you: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

you: im leaving this chat till y'all STOP talking abt breadsticks.

Settrigh🗿: YOU'RE THE ONE WHO HAD IT FOR DINNER

Settrigh🗿: its you're fault weve been talking about it

Settrigh🗿: SO BREADSTICKS

Schizophrenia🧑‍🎤🎸🤘😈👹👹👹: mmmm breadsticks

Settrigh🗿: EXACTLY

Settrigh🗿: breadsticks are LIFE

Schizophrenia🧑‍🎤🎸🤘😈👹👹👹: breadsticks = happiness

Schizophrenia🧑‍🎤🎸🤘😈👹👹👹: even rhaast is a breadstick enjoyer

you: im gonna jump of a BRIDGE 🕳️🚶

you: hope yall are happy... heh... i guess i deserve it :)

Schizophrenia🧑‍🎤🎸🤘😈👹👹👹: STOP BEING DRAMATIC LMFAOOO

you: IM SO FULL I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT FOOD RN PLEASE YALL

you: OR IM CALLING YONE 👹👹👹

Settrigh🗿: then you havent eaten so many breadsticks

you: I ATE 4 BREADSTICKS

you: EVEN A SMALL CHILD CAN EAT 4 BREADSTICKS

Settrigh🗿: i can eat like 10 and still ask for more, i keep the breadsticks coming w the alfredo sauce 😋

you: thats because you're 6'5 and over 200 pounds please 😭😭😭

you: ur a literal wall of meat

you: i am not

Settrigh🗿: you call me a wall of meat like its a bad thing

you: ITS NOT BAD I PROMISE

Schizophrenia🧑‍🎤🎸🤘😈👹👹👹: bro is a chad 🗿

you: HELP LMFAOOO

Settrigh🗿: DAMN RIGHT IM A CHAD

you: gigachat sett

you: mewing streak skibidi rizz king

G R E E N🌿: erm what the sigma ;-;

Schizophrenia🧑‍🎤🎸🤘😈👹👹👹: you just made it unfunny now

G R E E N🌿: OH COME ON

Phel🤫🧏‍♂️: #justiceforezreal

Schizophrenia🧑‍🎤🎸🤘😈👹👹👹: #no

notes: nobody asked for this but idc, its funny, i finished an awful semester of college and felt silly and wrote this. this is an actual conversation i had w some friends, im projecting heavy on reader LMFAO