#my two options are 1. tell her to Not Come. I Can Do It Myself and her doing her classic emotional fireworks

[widevibratobitch]

i dont fucking want my mother to help me with moving out but i also dont have a car and i cant get all that shit on the train. but jesus fuck i dont want to see her this week or im gonna explode

[cherryswisherz]

KARMIC BALANCE ✷ PROLOGUE

✷WARNINGS cursing, smoking, throwing up

✷NIYAHSPEAKS you can for sure read this on wattpad if you hate the layout lol. my wp is @ g4peswishers

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FRESHMAN YEAR

As a 19 year old black woman going to a PWI, I can tell you two things.

1: These white boys are fucking crazy. They don't know how to take no for an answer. They don't even know how to take "I'm gay." for an answer. And then they act all butthurt when you slap the spit out their mouth for testing your gangsta.

2. The education is the same as an HBCU, but the culture, obviously is not. I'm bored of my mind. This is like highschool on downers, instead of steroids. These motherfuckers don't even have the Divine Nine, which is complete and utter insanity to me.

But here I am, black as hell, listening to Professor Micheals drone on about how trchnology is ruining the world as we know it.

What the fuck ever.

But still, regardless of whether I believe this bullshit, I need to know it to pass this class. So like a good little student, I'm taking notes, highlighting and annotating like my life depends on it.

Now you may be asking, "Xavia, if you hate this shit so much, why the fuck would you apply to a PWI?" and that's a great question. I'll answer it like this. When you grow up black at a predominantly white highschool, you don't really get the option of being anything other than the token black gay girl. Which means that you spend your years perfecting your customer service voice. You spend hours researching the perfect contour routine to conceal the width of your nose. You waste so many tears, wondering why the girls at your middle school never look at you how you look at them, or why the boys you talk to always ask dumb shit, like "Do you say the N-word?"

The short answer to your question is, I had no choice. As much as I wish I had the balls to tell my parents that I got into Howard, I didn't. So the whitewashed version will have to do it. But I'm not that insecure idiot anymore. I've learned to love my blackness. Now, I rock the bare-face look. And I would rather shit in my hands and clap, than beg someone to notice me.

I didn't even realize that I'd zoned out until I saw people getting up, bags packed, shuffling to get out of the lecture hall as quickly as possible.

 It's Friday. There's gotta be a party or something tonight, so everyone's itching to get home and throw on a crop top and shorts and get #whitegirlwasted.

 Not me, y'all stay safe though. I will be sitting pretty, in my dorm room, enjoying my loneliness while I can, knowing that Jane, my roommate, will soon return shitfaced and obnoxiously loud. Jane is one of the only other black girls here, and of course, they made her my roommate. I'm not complaining though. Since the beginning of the semester, she's become my best friend. She's the opposite of me. Loves partying and social situations.

 "Come on, Xavi! It'll be fun." Jane's currently begging me to go to this party with her, but she already knows I won't give in.

 "Jane, I couldn't think of anything I'd rather do less, than go to a frat party."

  And that was that. She was gone and I was free to do what I do best. Rot in my loneliness.

  Now in my sweats and wife beater, I grab my "make-up" bag and step out into the warm air, preparing myself for the 15 minute walk ahead by putting my airpods on max volume, and allowing Jhene Aiko to take me somewhere otherworldly.

The walk is fast, because I've done it so many times. When I reach the park, I take my usual seat on the swings and light the joint I'd rolled two days ago. As I smoke I allow my mind to wander.

     What would I be doing right now if I'd gone to Howard?

     Who would I be if my parents never went to medical school?

 These are things that flood my mind daily. And when they do, I don't get sad. I just smile at the alternate realities I've created for myself.

 I spent the rest of my session thinking about Xavi Johnson, Howard student. I spent the walk back thinking about how far I've come from who I used to be. I can't get rid of the smile that's stuck on my face.

 I hear the awful sound of gagging as soon as I step to my dorm room door. When I open the door I'm not surprised to see Jane hunched over our trash bin, gasping for breath. What I am surprised at is the tall blonde girl that's squatting down next to her, holding her hair back.

"Jane, what the fuck?" I ask.

The blonde rises and turns around at the sound of my voice and looks at me with the bluest eyes I've ever seen. "Oh shit. Uh, I'm Paige." Paige nods down towards Jane, who's position hasn't changed whatsoever. "She had too much to drink."

I laughed at this as I tossed my bag on my bed. "Yeah, no shit."

The girl in front of me has to be the most effortlessly gorgeous girl I've ever met. Her face is bare, but everything about her screams 'natural beauty.' From the perfect arch of her nose to the way her cheekbones from her heart shaped face to the tip of her cupids-bow. Her hair looks soft but I know better than to touch it. She's just fucking beautiful. And yes, it has occurred to me that I am in a relationship, and my girlfriend loves me very much so I should probably stop staring at the literal goddess in front of me and speak.

"Oh shit. Uh, I'm Paige." Then I realize she doesn't only want to know who I am, but why I'm in her dorm. "She had too much to drink." No shit sherlock.

And this girl, whoever she is, didn't ask any further questions. She just set her bag down and walked over to Jane, whose face was first in her trash can. "Yeah, no shit." She smiles lazily and the sway in her hips is addictive. "I'm Xavia. Jane's my roommate."

Xavia?! Even her fucking name is pretty.

"Xavi, I was this close to getting us league babies." Jane groans, keeping her head in the trash bin, but raising her hand to put her fingers in a pinch position. "I almost bagged her, but I-" and then she was cut off by her own vomit.

"Um, yeah. She knows my teammate... who is also shitfaced." I shook my head at the reminder that Nika threw up in our kitchen sink.

"Oh right... you're the basketball player that all straight girls love." Xavia said, helping Jane to her feet, allowing her to put her weight on her side. "Sorry it took me a minute to recognize you. You're blonder in person." She dropped her roommate onto the twin bed and rolled her to her side. "How does it feel to be the person women will tell their kids about when they talk about their college adventures as a temporary lesbian?" Now she's grabbed the trash bin and placed it by Jane's bed.

As she spoke I felt myself get severely irritated with her.

Who the fuck does this girl think she is?

"I wouldn't know. I don't fuck anyone who's not my girlfriend, and I for sure don't fuck straight girls."

The small snicker she lets out should piss me off, and it does. But it also makes me wish she never spoke again. Only laughed.

"Something funny?" I ask.

"No. I just didn't know you had a girlfriend." Now she's moving her make-up bag from her bed and walking towards the tiny cabinet that comes in all of these dorms. I silently thank God that I never had to stay in these. "I apologize for the assumption."

Apologize?

"You apologize for the assumption?" Xavia was confusing the fuck out of me. She seems like she had far too much pride to apologize to anyone, let alone a random stranger.

The look she gives me tells me she thinks I'm a moron. "Has your head hit the court a little too many times? I'm apologizing to you and you're acting like I cursed your first born."

"Nah, I know what you said, but you don't seem like the type to apologize." I raise an arm and dramatically point it at her. "You've got this whole 'don't let the evil eye fool you' look going on."

"And you got that from 5 minutes in a room with me?" She fully laughs this time. "You shouldn't let the evil eye fool you, but I'm not so full of myself that I can't apologize when I make an ass of myself."

Before I have the chance to respond and accept her apology, my phone rings.

It's Farrah.

For a second, I debate the outcome of not answering, but I don't feel like arguing when I get back to the house so I slide to answer the call.

"Hey Faye."

"Paige, where the hell are you?" Her voice is like venom to me.

"Uh, I was just dropping off Nika's friend at her dorm room. I'm on my way back."

"We need to talk when you get home, call me when you get there."

I don't want to call her when I get home. I want to sleep when I get home. But, Farrah has my location and Life360 so I can't tell her I fell asleep while waiting for my phone to charge.

"Okay Faye. I love you, bye." I don't wait for her to say it back before I hang up.

Looking over to Xavia who is now on her laptop typing furiously, I think of something to say before I leave. "Sorry about that. Girlfriend duties." Nodding to Jane who is snoring softly in the bed I tell her to keep an eye on her and I head out.

But I can't leave without talking to her again. "You should go out with her next time. You seem cool."

Her eyes leave the laptop but she doesn't turn around fully. "I hate partying and I'm not willing to throw my karmic balance off by lying to you and saying I'll think about it. I won't."

"Karmic balance?"

"Google it." Is all I get before she returns her focus to her computer. "Goodbye, Paige."

Walking out of her dorm puts a weird pit in my stomach and I silently pray that this won't be the last time we see each other.

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@mrsarnold

[pastelminx]

My Best Friends Sister (Pt. 1)

"Hey man, is Katie okay? She seems really on edge or something." I ask my friend Connor.

We've all know each other since we were kids. Their dad was never around so Connor and I looked after Katie and their mom. Now we still spend most of our free time together. Katie lives with my friend Conner so I see her frequently. She's normally bubbly and happy but this week she hasn’t been herself. Conner cares about her but he can be kind of a dick to her, where I've always had a soft spot for her. The older we get, the larger that spot has grown but I'd never act on it.

"I don't know, she won't talk to me. She's been acting like a little brat again and shutting me out so I've started to give her some space. She talks to you sometimes though, maybe you could attempt to see what's going on." He says, a bit hopeful. Of course, I'd take any chance to talk to her.

"Yeah, I'll go see if I can get her to talk. Call 911 if I don't make it out" I joke and we both laugh.

*Knocks on bedroom door*

"Katie it's me, can I come in?" I ask, trying to sound normal.

"Leave me alone!" She shouts back. I roll my eyes.

"Katie come on, don't start with the attitude." I say sternly. I look over and my friend is looking at me like I've lost my mind. She hates being talked to that way. Well… she acts like she hates it but I've seen her slip enough to know better.

"I'm going to count to 5 and if this door isn't open, we're going to have some serious problems. 1.... 2.... 3" I start counting and the door flies open.

"Fine! You better have a good reason for this.” She huffs and I smile, knowing I was right and my friend is probably in shock that it worked. She sits on her bed with her arms crossed, sporting a sour look. I start looking around before I sit down next to her.

"Come on Sugar, tell me what's going on. You haven’t been yourself all week" I say softly. She just shakes her head and basically pouts.

I adjust myself on her bed and notice something... A different sound. I move again and it's coming from the bed. I get up and lift the covers, seeing a plastic mattress protector sticking out from under the sheets. She's mortified but silent as she looks away from my gaze.

"Care to explain this, sugar? I know you haven't always had this. You can tell me if something is going on." I say gently. No answer again. I sigh knowing I'm going to have to do this the hard way.

"You've got two choices. 1, you look at me and tell me the truth about what's going on. 2, I go through all of your belongings… and device history until I find out." I tell her sternly.

She whips her head around so fast to glare at me. "I'll call my brother in here. He won't let you do that." She retorts, thinking that would work.

"Who do you think sent me in here, Sugar? I'm happy to get to the bottom of this either way so what's it going to be." I ask. She just stares at me in silence so I take that as the hard option and I get up to start on her closet.

"Wait!" She shouts, sounding panicked.

"Yes?" I ask without turning around.

"I'll tell you. Please don't go through my things, Jace" she says in a defeated tone. I walk back to her but instead of sitting on the bed, I sit on her computer chair. I move it right in front of her and sit with one leg on either side of hers.

"I'm all ears, Sugar." I say to her. She waits a minute before letting out a big sigh and starting.

"You're the last person I want to know about this, this is extremely embarrassing and I don't want to tell you." She states, hoping that I'll back off. But I watch her and wait for her to continue. "I've been extremely stressed with finals and work right now... It's brought on an old problem that I'm trying to deal with." She said and waited for me to say something but I just wait for her to continue. "I used to wet the bed and sometimes have accidents as a kid. I recently went to the doctor and she told me that stress is likely the reason I'm dealing with it again. But she couldn't tell me when it would go away." She finishes and she's bright red now and fidgeting with her fingers.

"Is that the whole truth? How often are these accidents happening and when did this start? Aside from your mattress protector, what are you doing to help with it?" I ask as I ease up on the tough guy act. I remember that she used to wet the bed sometimes but as far as she knows, I never knew.

"Yes, that's the whole truth. This is really embarrassing and it bothers me a lot. I don't want people to know or to think I'm some dumb baby. It started a few months ago and has just gotten worse. It's been happening every night and when it's a really stressful day sometimes I have an accident or two." She confesses but didn't answer everything.

"And aside from the mattress protector...?" I ask, reminding her. The poor girl looks like she's about to cry.

"I've been wearing diapers again to bed." She chokes out. I know she's embarrassed but none of this bothers me like she thinks.

"What about for your daytime accidents, Sugar?" I ask.

"I still wear my panties during the day." She says quickly.

"You were a very good girl for telling me the truth. I'm so sorry you're dealing with this but you don't have to go through it alone. Your brother and I can help you and help take the stress off the best we can. No one will think you're a baby or think less of you, everyone knows how independent and intelligent you are. You've done a great job by going to the doctor and taking care of your nighttime accidents so far. Let us help you." I say almost pleading.

"No! No. He can't find out, I don't want h-" she starts but I cut her off.

"Don't start that, he has a right to know and he will be finding out. He doesn't have to be involved if you don't want but he needs to be aware. It's very important, do you understand?" I ask sternly, giving her a look.

"I don't want him involved and I don't want to talk to him about it. " She states.

"Fine, I will handle it and make sure he respects your wishes." I reassure her and I see her visibly relax.

"Would you like my help, Sugar? I'm sure it can't be easy with your work load and you know I'll be here all summer while your brother is overseas. I can help you with your studies, the extra laundry, your diaper changes, the apartment chores." I start listing things and she goes rigid.

"I can manage just fine, thanks" she says through gritted teeth. I'm thinking it might be time to call it the end of the chat to let her relax when I notice her hand placement on her lap and the dark spot creeping out around it.

"Stand up, Sugar." I say quickly and she shakes her head at me. "Now. 1.... 2...." I start the countdown. I'm not sure why that works but it always has. She stands and tries to cover her accident. I see the tears prick her eyes as she tries not to let me see how upset she is.

"It's okay honey, I know this was a hard conversation. Would you please let me help you?" I say softly, trying to coax her into letting me. She gives me a faint nod. "You know I'll need verbal confirmation, Sugar." I say, hoping that didn't change her answer.

"Yes, please, Jace." She hiccups out as the wet spot grows. I direct her into her bathroom and start the shower. I undress her while the water warms.

"You're okay, Sugar, I got you. You take a long hot shower and I'm going to get the laundry started. I'll be here when you're all done though to get you ready for bed. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything if you let me know where you're hiding your diapers." I speak softly and brush her hair out of her eyes.

"In the closet... under the loose floorboard on the left." She says sheepishly. I raise an eyebrow but let it go.

"Okay the water is warm. Get cleaned up." I say and then get to work on the laundry like I said I would.

I lay out a clean blanket on her bed and go looking for these diapers. Oh, I definitely found them... I had to chuckle. They're not boring medical diapers. They have cute little animals in pastel colors all over them. She even has baby powder and rash cream. Oh, and there's a little stuffed animal down there too... That's no place for one. I got all of her supplies out and laid it on the bed ready for her. Next, I picked out her pj's, one of her cute nightgowns seemed fitting.

I heard the water shut off and I walked into the bathroom with a big fluffy towel that I had warmed in the dryer. She hesitated but let me dry her off. I think she was still in shock and unsure what to do or say so I let her just enjoy being taken care of. She froze when she walked out of the bathroom and saw what was waiting for her on the bed.

"I don't need all of that stuff, Jace. It can go back." She tried arguing but I didn't even respond. I just guided her to lay down for her diaper. God, she was so pretty and even putting a diaper on her had me worked up. I didn't give in to those thoughts though. I put cream and powder on her and taped up her cute diaper. I had to admit she was actually adorable like this. Naked except for a thick diaper was not what I expected to be turned on by. I put her nightgown on her and pulled back the covers for her to climb into bed. It was 8:30 which is extremely early for her but I know she hasn’t had a lot of sleep lately.

"Thank you for being such a good girl and letting me take care of you. I know that was hard but I hope I helped ease some of your stress. Your clothes and blanket will be dry in the morning. You, Sugar, are going to get some sleep. I want you to unwind and relax. I know you extremely well so I put a timer on your TV and your phone. It's temporary, don't worry, I just wanted to make sure you relax tonight. Your laptop is staying in my room tonight as well. I'm just down the hall if you need me, the timer doesn't mean you can't get ahold of me anytime. I promise things will get better soon. Night night, Sugar." I let her know and started to get up but she grabbed my wrist.

"Thank you, Jace. I really appreciate your understanding." She said to me. I could tell she wanted to say something else but I didn't push it.

"No need to thank me, Sugar. Get some sleep." I say and then walk out of her room.

[daisybianca]

pairing: lewis hamilton x yn

summary: lewis is kind of a mafia type of guy here, but he still remains the best f1 driver in history with 8 championships (!). mafia means that he kinda kills people. he's always hot put now he is double hot. idk if that's even possible, but anyway. you're his girl, and he sees that someone made a bruise on your hand. spoiler alert: i doesn't end well for the guilty man.

warnings: lots of cursing words, sexual actions, mentions of death, etc

(a/n): it is written in 1 pov, from his point of view. though it couldn't get any hotter? nah, it can.

WHEN I UNLOCK my mansion's door and come see my girlfriend crying, three completely different options pass through my mind.

One. Killing someone.

Two. Making someone regret.

Three. Doing both of those after kissing my woman's tears until the don't exist anymore.

I rush to her on the couch, not even bothering to shut the door behind me. "What happened, baby?" I get on my knees and try to hold her close to me. She doesn't meet my gaze. She's hidden her face behind her little hands, but I can still take a glimpse of her scorching hot, red cheeks. "Hey, y/n, talk to me." I try to persuade her, even though it seems impossible.

"P-please," she stutters, and something dark and colorful captures my attention on her left wrist.

Fuck.

It's a bruise. A fucking bruise. A huge one to be exact.

I try to compose myself. It's not even enough. I think my jawline starts to tremble, and I don't even notice at first. "Y/N," I force her to look at me, forcing her hands away off her beautiful face. Her features are soft but her precious eyes have turned swollen and her lips are tighter than ever. "Who did this to you?" The words come out sharp. I don't even think about them to be honest.

She is my fucking woman. These are the rules. Nobody is allowed to touch her in a way that she doesn't want to. Not even me.

I cup her small face with both my hands. "Who hurt you, baby?"

I hear a soft cry and then she tries to speak again but doesn't manage to do it properly without stuttering.

Fuck, I won't look good in jail clothing.

I bit my lip in order to not lose it just at this fucking moment. My fists become a ball. My girl notices and places her little ones over my hands to stop the shaking.

"Baby, please," I mouth. "Tell me who the bastard is, and I swear, he'll never see sunlight again to touch you." Forcing myself to stand up, in a matter of seconds, I sit on the couch, and she's moved on my lap. I think I'm losing my mind each time she looks at me, and I don't know who to kill. "Just tell me a name, Y/N."

She finally stops crying. Fuck.

My heart jumps each time she attempts to speak but is unable to due to the silent sobs.

A few seconds pass.

A few more, too.

Eventually, I feel a hand pressing on my chest and immediately blood rushes straight to my cock.

Damn it.

Of course, my dick doesn't get the whole situation. It has a whole brain of its one. In fact, we are under hard circumstances right now. And surely, there can't be anything harder than that at the moment.

She hides her face in my neck. I place my hand on the back of it and wait.

I think my blood pressure is on its fucking limits when she turns to face me. "It's my ex." She blurts out suddenly. I want to laugh but I don't.

Oh this fucking bastard again... Though we were done with him by the time I threatened him with his life if he ever got close to my girl again. But he definitely isn't the type of guy loyal to anything. Not to promises, not to threats, not even to his ex-girlfriend.

"He asked to meet me. I said no, but he wouldn't understand. He was waiting outside my place this morning, claiming he'd like to talk. I wanted to get away from him, but he grabbed my arm and..." her voice breaks.

I hold her for a few seconds as the sobs initiate again. Afterward, I get up and make a very important call. Returning, I am very pleased to meet a much-better-looking, without-any-tears woman sitting on the couch and scrolling through her phone.

Noticing me, she looks at me. I try to smile. "He'll be dead till midnight." Sitting next to her, I take her on my lap and kiss the dry tears off her cheeks.

And then I start undressing her, not because my dick is asking for it since one hour ago, but because she seems in the mood for it.

"I just want you to fuck me, Lewis." She says as I press my palm around her neck and spread wet kissing along her breasts. "Fuck me like you hate me."

I smile. "Baby, I could never hate you."

"Just do it for an hour," she moans against my ear. "Please."

I stop to look at her, laughing. "An hour?" I rise my eyebrows. "Love, you underestimate me."

She laughs too, and we're off to upstairs, where one of the mansion's bedrooms is located.

I want to make love to her, truth to be told. Passionate and delicate. But she asked for a rough fuck.

She knows I'm a man capable of doing both. So I proceeded to doing them.

[bryce-bucher]

500 CALIBER CONTRACTZ Post #12

Dialogue!!!11:

The main thing I did over the past week or so was put together this dialogue system. The system itself was fairly easily to implement, and I think the only interesting part of the process to share is how I went about making the UI. As per usual, I wanted to have a cool mechanical feeling ui, but at the same time a friend of mine suggested an AOL instant messenger inspired chat window. I loved both of these ideas so I decided to combine them into a screen that pops up and contains the aim-like window. The modeling process for the screen was similar to how I went about making the other two bits of ui that are on screen in the above photos, but I decided to include a VGA port.

VGA PORT:

I didn't originally plan to include a VGA port, but I was in the middle of researching monitors and accidentally left a window open on my computer that just had a big photo of one and I went "wait a minute.". With my final two braincells I suddenly decided to slap together a model for the port which I ended up being proud enough of to, for some reason, make an entire section for it.

Sorry if any of the above sentences read horribly. I am going to need a third braincell if you want this stuff to be coherent. Anyway, Blender is so cool. Using the array modifier to make all these lil squares for the holes in the port is just such a satisfying process. I've come to really like makin pre-rendered assets like this.

New Movez:

This is actually a pretty big inclusion, and I probably should've ranked it in my mind above the VGA port. I added some new movement options to the game!

Firstly, I added this melee move where you swing the back of the sniper forwards to propel yourself a bit. It is mainly useful as a bunnyhop that allows you to conserve momentum.

Next up I added this kick that happens if you melee while in the air. It's basically just the one from mario64. It lets you gain a little bit more height and distance. It also becomes way more effective if you have a lot of momentum. A good tool for correcting jumps and reaching new heights.

Finally, we have the big schmovement slide. This slide gives you a huge burst of speed that you can jump out of in order to send your self flyin. Surprisingly, it didn't really break any of the level design and ended up being a really fun addition imo. In order to perform it, you have to do a ground pound and then melee as you hit the ground. Also, I feel like I basically stole this from pseudoregalia. Played through that recently and it has been a good source of inspiration.

Nova!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:

This is a cameo skin I've been really excited to finally make myself put in the game. Anodyne 2 is a really important game to me, and I love it much. I'm really happy tha folks at analgesic let me put her in here, and I'm p happy with how her model came together. If you haven't peeped the Anodyne games I highly recommend them. The first one was a major inspiration for parts of Fatum Betula.

Conclusion:

Lately I've been playing this game way too much. It has made it impossible for me to tell if it is fun or well designed. Some problems cropped up during playtesting that ima need to address, and I hope that it all comes together into something that one could say is "fun and cool". I think takin this weekend off is gonna do my brain good. Oh yeah also I feel like I should advertise that I'm still doing commissions if anyone is interested. Anyway, have a good 1 and enjoy urself.

[donutdunker72]

Well, I wrote my first hunger fetish story. Hopefully you like it! Don't be shy to give any feedback or suggestions about what you'd like to see in the future!

Just a couple content warnings: Definitely self indulgent, NSFW, extreme starvation

I think that's about it, it took me 30 minutes to think of a title lol 😅

Word count: 2,330

Characters used are my OC and Juno from Beastars (I love her so much x3)

Stranded

Roman and Juno were celebrating their 1 year anniversary by going on a Caribbean cruise! It's something they've always wanted to do, and with their anniversary coming up, it was The perfect excuse to do it! They booked the tickets, packed their bags, and took off towards their tropical destination. The first few nights were a blast! They were having so much fun taking part in the planned events, eating the delicious food that was available 24/7, and of course, who can forget about the casino on the first floor? Blackjack, baccarat, Mississippi stud, ultimate Texas Hold'em, a variety of slot machines, the list goes on!

On day 5, an announcement is made over the loudspeaker:

“Good evening everyone, this is your captain speaking. I've been informed that there's a tropical storm nearby that seems to be rather strong, I suggest you prepare for a bit of a bumpy ride these next few hours.”

Little did they know that they were in for more than just a tropical storm, but a category 3 hurricane. The storm was getting closer and closer to the ship, violently rocking it back and forth. Eventually, a window on the top floor broke, then another window, then another, and water started pouring in, causing the other patrons to start panicking. Amidst the panic, our two lovebirds were able to escape via a life raft, conveniently big enough for two people, and they started floating off in the sea. A day went by and they ended up crashing onto a small, seemingly deserted island, unsure of what to do, or where to go next.

Juno, babe, are you alright?

I ask, shaking her awake

Y-yeah, I think so. Where are we?

I don't know honestly, but it seems like we've come to a stop on this remote little island here. Wanna help me check it out? Look for supplies, water, stuff like that?

Sure thing ^^

We search the island for anything that could help us. We found a clean water source, but that's about it, no food or supplies whatsoever

Hmm, we have a water source, but no food. That's not good..

I say, really worried about how we'll survive out here for very long

*rrrrrrumble*

I bring a paw to my stomach and rub it

You okay hun?

Juno asks

Yeah, I'm fine, just getting a bit hungry is all. It's probably been a day or two since we've eaten last.

*grrrrrrowl*

Juno brings a paw to her stomach and lets out a soft moan

Now I'm starting to get hungry too..

I feel my cheeks get warm. Hearing and feeling our stomachs growl has always turned me on in the past, but I've never built up the courage to tell her about my fetish before. Though it seems like I don't have a choice now, seeing our current predicament.

Yeah, seems like we don't really have any options either. There's no food anywhere on this island, so it seems like we'll be going hungry for quite a while.

I could feel myself getting hard slightly as I was saying that. Knowing that we might be stuck out here for weeks, months even, without a single morsel of food? Fuck, it gets me riled up just thinking about it.

Night-time approaches us quickly.

Wanna try and get some sleep here?

I ask her

It's getting dark, so I figured we should try. Maybe we'll figure something out tomorrow, who knows?

Sure, that sounds good to me.

We spoon each other on the sand, still warm from the sun, feeling the occasional grumble of her stomach on my back, Juno feeling my tummy grumble in her paws as she holds me from behind

Love you babe~

I kiss her on the forehead as she blushes

I love you too hun~

She kisses me back

A week passes by, still no sign of any food or way to get off of this island. We've stripped down to just our underwear, seeing as our clothes needed to dry off. It felt better to feel the warm breeze on our fur anyway. Our bellies have caved in a noticeable amount, our ribs and hip bones are more visible, and our stomachs have gotten louder.

GGGGRRRRRROOOOOWWWWWLLLL

I wake up and clutch my stomach, feeling it rumble underneath my paws. I look down at my stomach to see it caved in, a slight tent developing in my underwear.

Are you hungry too?

Juno asks, walking over as she rubs her belly. I can't help but stare at her body a bit.

Ugh, very. It's getting loud too~

She looks me over, seeing my caved in stomach and ribs and notices the slight bulge in my underwear, causing her to blush.

I-Is everything alright?~

She asks

I notice what she's staring at and blush a bit.

O-oh, yeah! Just uh, morning, you know? ^^

I say, trying to play it off

Are you sure? You just seem a bit off lately. I want to make sure everything's alright.

She says, scratching my chin

I blush and look away. I know that the best thing to do is tell her, but I just feel so embarrassed about it.

*sigh*

I uh, I.. have a fetish for hungry and skinny bellies. Whether it's my own, or someone else's, I like it all. That's why I've been acting a bit weird lately, hearing our stomachs growling louder and louder and seeing both your and my body getting thinner this past week has just been such a tease for me. I know that sounds dumb, I just hope you don't think that's too weird..

I say, feeling embarrassed, but relieved that I was finally able to tell her

I..

Her tail was wagging and her cheeks were a bright pink

I have a hunger fetish too~

My ears perk up and I can feel my cheeks getting warm, my tail wagging behind me

R-really?! That's such a relief! Heh, I guess that's another thing we have in common x3

RRRRUUUUMMMBBBBLLLLEEEE

Our stomachs growl in unison, we both look at each other and blush. I can feel that pulsating feeling down below once again.

Juno giggles

I bet that felt good~

Heh, maybe~

I say, teasingly

She walks over to me

You like what you see?~

Don't be shy, you can feel me up if you want~

I blush hard, my tail wagging quickly behind me. I put my paws on her belly, rubbing it all over, I feel her ribs with my fingers, I grab her boobs, I slide my paws down to her hips and feel her hip bones.

F-fuck~

You are so sexy, you know that?~

She covers her face and blushes hard. I move her paws and kiss her on the cheek.

I love you so much Juno~

I love you too Roman~

She says, kissing me on the lips

BBBRRRRRRROOOOOWWWWWWWLLLL

I moan a bit as my stomach catches me off guard

I'm not sure how much more teasing I can take! We might need to take care of this~

I say, gesturing towards my bulge that is now almost max length. Juno looks down and blushes at the sight.

Yes, I think we should~

She says, sliding off my underwear to reveal my throbbing cock

I need something in my belly after all~

She says, before she starts sucking. I was barely able to last a minute from all the tension that was built up. That combined with the fact that she's really good!

Juno, I'm gonna cum~

I-

I let out one last moan before I climax, shooting ropes of cum down her throat as she wastes no time swallowing it all. Of course, this wouldn't be enough to satiate her ravenous stomach, if anything it just made it more angry!

I let out a sigh of relief

Thanks babe, I really needed that~

Of course! Anything for my handsome baby~

GGGGGGRRRRRUUUUUUMMMMBBBBLLLLLEEEE

She let's out a moan and clutches her stomach

Oh my, it certainly doesn't sound like it likes being teased like that~

I say, giggling

Heh, you're probably right! But I needed something to fill this empty stomach of mine, if only for a little while~

Well, should we try to get some sleep for the night? Hopefully someone will find us soon, I'd hate to be stuck here forever.

I say with a wink

Yes, we probably should. I want to be the little spoon this time though!

Okay okay, it's hard to say no to such a pretty girl like you~

We kiss each other goodnight as we drift off to sleep. Another 2 weeks go by. No one has come to rescue us, our ribs are now towering over our stomachs as they've caved in even more. Our underwear won't even stay on anymore from how skinny we've gotten, and our stomachs have just gotten even louder.

GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLL

I wake up, clutching my starved stomach. I look down and can't even see my stomach anymore, my ribcage is towering over it. I roll over and grab onto Juno.

Ooohh, babe, I'm so hungry~

Mmph, me too, just look at how skinny I've gotten!

She then stands up, showing off her body, trying to put her panties back on, but they just fall right back down. Seeing her like this was so hot! I could feel my cock absolutely throbbing at the sight of her sexy, starved body

H-holy shit hun, you look so hot and sexy right now~

You really think so?~

She asks

Oh absolutely! Seeing you get even skinnier each day is so hot~

I feel the same way~

And that goes for you too, you know~

I stand up and walk over towards her

Well, go ahead, admire my body then, I know you want to~

She feels me up, rubbing my starved stomach, feeling my chest, tracing each of my ribs with her fingers, grabbing my hip bones.

Mmm, my sexy boy~

She says, rubbing my furry chest and stomach

RRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEE

My stomach let's out a roar right underneath her paws, feeling it ripple and growl

That was so hot~

Juno says, starting to play with herself a bit out of excitement

Aww, someone's all pent up~

How about we fix that, hm? At least for the time being~

I say with a seductive smile

I-I'd love that~

She says, lust filling her eyes

I pin her down and start teasing her with my tip before eventually sliding the whole thing in. Listening to our bellies howl from hunger along with the moans of both of us is truly a dream come true, it made every second even more intimate and exciting. I finish inside of her and we get cleaned up as the sun starts to set and the stars start to come out.

Nighttime already, huh?

Juno asks

I guess so! Time sure flies when you're having fun, hm?~

I say, kissing her on the cheek, watching her blush and her tail wag

GGGGGGGRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLL

A loud and fierce growl from our bellies reminds us of how long its been since we've eaten

I really would like some food though. As much fun as I'm having with you out here, I'd still hope that we get found by someone eventually.

I say, rubbing my stomach

All we can do is hope babe, we just have to keep believing

Juno says, rubbing my back

I love you~

She says

I love you too hun~

I say, kissing her as we fall asleep

Another 5 weeks pass. It's been 2 whole months without any food. Our bellies have shrunk even more, our ribs and hip bones are even more prominent now, you can almost see our spines from the front. We're basically just fur and bones at this point.

GGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

I clutch my starved pit of a stomach. What little of it is left anyway. I roll over towards Juno, barely able to move.

Babe, I-I'm starving~

M-Me too.. I don't know how much longer I can last here~

I've been hard and she's been wet pretty much the entire time due to how hungry and starved we both are. It was only a matter of time before things got intimate again.

Well, we might as well have sex one least time here since it'll probably be our last. Gotta go out with a bang, right?~

I suggest

I like the way you think! If we can't satiate one hunger, we might as well satiate the other one~

She says, giggling

We waste no time getting down to business, the sounds of our stomachs absolutely roaring from being starved for so long, the beautiful moans coming from both me and her, it was truly amazing. Right before we climaxed, our stomachs let out one more loud growl.

GGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEE

With that final growl, I came inside of her, it was the most intense orgasm I've ever had, and it certainly seemed like it for her too. I had to lay down for a few minutes to finally come back to reality and catch my breath. We rinse off in the ocean before something catches my eye.

Wait, is that.. a boat?!

I point over to where I'm looking

I think it is! We might actually be able to get off of this island! And it looks like it's coming right towards us!

Juno says with excitement

It was indeed a rescue boat. We grabbed our clothes and hopped on. We explained what happened to the person driving it on our way back to land. I'll admit, I was a little sad that our fun little starvation adventure was brought to an end, but we can always plan something like that out again in the future! We got back to land and found a little restaurant where we finally had our first warm meal in 2 months. It was so good! I'd say the trip was enjoyable, even if it didn't go as planned x3

[sparks-polls]

The results of round 1 are in!

We have mainly concluded that nobody's having fun.

this is it #this poll is finally going to end me #we're starting with a 'would you rather shoot your grandma or your dog' kind of choice #fffffaaaaacckkkkk #TWO BAD BITCHES STAND BEFORE YOU #this is devastating truly #OH FUCK NO #THIS IS THE HARDEST ONE YET OH MY GODD #CRUEL #I voted but this was brutal #i am very sad about this matchup #WHO THOUGHT THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA #THIS ONE IS EVIL #aw come on #THIS IS TORTUREEEE #you can't #noooooo i love both of these songs so much #why oh why #ah shit. #oh NO!! #ah damn #this one is MEAN #ouchhhhh #cries #ooooh fuck. #this is so sad #oofffff #this hurts 😭 #oh noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #😭😭😭😭😭😭 #noooooo #😭 #wtf why #oh bloody hell #YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME #oh I see we are choosing violence #aw man #this isnt fair #oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no #someone please tell me which is winning so I can vote for the underdog #seething at these being pit against each other #how very DARE #asdlkjfldsafsdag #I DON'T WANT TO. #I DON'T WANT TO AHGGHGH #HAVE WE NOT SUFFERED ENOUGH #YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME (VOL 2) #grrrrrr #I'm growling at this poll #how can I choose 😫 #okay well this one was difficult for ME. leave me alone #ahhhhhh #this is evil #noooooooooooooooo #aughhhhhhh #akhf;ldsfdsaf #😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #shit. #this is literally impossible. #this is just hurtful #this is not funny #ffs #STOP THIS IS TORTURE #damn this is difficult #ooooooofffffff #ouch #my vote's gonna haunt me #maybe i'll come back to vote when i'm done sobbing #today we are suffering #damn you and damn this poll. DAMN I SAY #THIS POLL IS AN ATTACK DIRECTED AT ME SPECIFICALLY #PAIN!!!!!!! #oh no. #this is really hard #no no no no no no no #oh fuuuuuuck #noooooo #I #I'm very surprised and that's rare… #oh no #aa ouch #:o #oh no oh no #afhjdfh tough #my day is ruined now thanks #awful pairing 0 out of 10 very painful do not recommend #I can’t believe it #this is cruel #i am so shaken by this #first poll where i actually can't bring myself to vote for either option. painnnnnnn #this one is just cruel though #oh no another difficult one #ooffffffffff #HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME 😭 #oh. oh no can I have both 🥲 #oof here we go again. what the actual hell #oohohhhh shittt#this is impossible 😭😭😭 #This is truly the cruelest choice for me personally. #why would you do this to us? #i give up

Anywho. 32 songs are still in the running so let's do all of this again! :) The polls for round 2 start dropping tomorrow.

The songs that have been ruthlessly eliminated: High C, Fletcher Honorama, (No More) Mr. Nice Guys, The Louvre, Hasta Mañana, Monsieur, Talent Is An Asset, Hospitality On Parade, Get In The Swing, Under The Table With Her, Pineapple, Looks, Looks, Looks, Big Boy, I Want To Be Like Everybody Else, I Bought The Mississippi River, Occupation, I’m Not, Forever Young, La Dolce Vita, My Other Voice, Stereo, The Greatest Show On Earth, Where’s My Girl, Upstairs, I Married A Martian, Wacky Woman, Popularity, Please, Baby, Please, I Wish I Looked A Little Better, Dance Godammit, With All My Might, Rosebud, Love-O-Rama, The Toughest Girl In Town, Let’s Make Love, Let’s Go Surfing, Pulling Rabbits Out Of A Hat [Plagiarism, Amateur Hour (feat. Erasure), Propaganda [Plagiarism], The No. 1 Song In Heaven (with Jimmy Somerville), More Than A Sex Machine, Scheherazade, Aeroflot, The Calm Before The Storm, (Baby, Baby) Can I Invade Your Country, Waterproof, I Can't Believe That You Would Fall For All The Crap In This Song, Likeable, Limo Driver (Welcome To Hollywood), The Studio Commissary, "We've Got To Turn Him 'Round", Garbo Sings, Sherlock Holmes [THOM live version], The Number One Song In Heaven [THOM live version], Collaborations Don't Work, Life With The Macbeths, All That, Lawnmower, Stravinsky's Only Hit, Left Out In The Cold, Self-Effacing, Nothing Is As Good As They Say It Is, Escalator, The Mona Lisa's Packing, Leaving Late Tonight, You Were Meant For Me.

The songs that are still in the running: Slowboat, Girl From Germany, Beaver O'Lindy, Moon Over Kentucky, Amateur Hour, Falling In Love With Myself Again, Here In Heaven, At Home, At Work, At Play, Don't Leave Me Alone With Her, Never Turn Your Back On Mother Earth, Something For The Girl With Everything, Achoo, In The Future, Everybody’s Stupid, I Like Girls, Goofing Off, Those Mysteries, Tryouts For The Human Race, The Number One Song In Heaven, When I’m With You, Tips For Teens, Funny Face, Angst In My Pants, Sherlock Holmes, Moustache, The Decline And Fall Of Me, Eaten By The Monster Of Love, All You Ever Think About Is Sex, Pulling Rabbits Out Of A Hat, Pretending To Be Drunk, Progess, A Song That Sings Itself, Music That You Can Dance To, Change, So Important, When Do I Get To Sing "My Way", (When I Kiss You) I Hear Charlie Parker Playing, Now That I Own The BBC, Never Turn Your Back One Mother Earth [Plagiarism], Balls, The Rhythm Thief, Ride 'Em Cowboy, My Baby's Taking Me Home, Suburban Homeboy, Dick Around, Rock, Rock, Rock, As I Sit Down To Play The Organ At The Notre Dame Cathedral, Good Morning, I've Never Been High, (She Got Me) Pregnant, "Mr. Bergman, How Are You?", Two Hands One Mouth [THOM live version], Johnny Delusional, Police Encounters, So Desu Ne, Missionary Position, Edith Piaf (Said It Better Than Me), What The Hell Is It This Time?, I Wish You Were Fun, Onomato Pia, The Existential Threat, Veronica Lake, Take Me For A Ride, It Doesn't Have To Be That Way. (Congratulations to Propaganda, Angst In My Pants and Lil' Beethoven for not losing a single song in this round!)

[slut4corbin]

Double The Fun

Note : *Dirty thoughts about Baron and Damian have been in my mind recently, so here's this!*

Summary : The reader is given an option to either have sex with Baron or Damian but she can't decide so she just has sex with both of them

Warning (s) : Smut and profanity

Your name (Y/N)

Word count : 1,345

Translations : Adios ( Goodbye ), Qué pasó entre ustedes tres ( What happened between you three ), Ay dios mío (Oh my god ), Senorita ( Miss ), Esta es mi casa ( This is my house ), Sì ( Yes ), Ven aquí ( Come here )

Tag list : @adriennegabriella @dulcesitapr @sassymox @damiansgoodgirll @wwelovergirl @romanthereigns @mysticvampyre @nerdypanda20

I was in my locker room, laying on the couch scrolling through Tik Tok. "Ha, that's funny," I said to myself as I watched the video. After a few minutes of scrolling through Tik Tok, I heard the door open, which caused me to look up from my phone, and when I did, I seen Damian Priest and Baron Corbin standing in the door way. "Oh, uh hi, what are you guys doing here?" I asked, sounding quite confused.

"We need to talk to you Y/N." Damian spoke first. "Oh, why?" I asked once again. "You have a choice either fuck me or Damian you have till the end of the night to choose so choose wisely." Baron chimed in. "W- what you guys can't make me choose." I replied, stuttering. "Yes, we can." Damian said before taking a step back. "Adios Y/N," He said again, and with that him and Baron walked away from the door and down the hall, leaving me speechless. "What the fuck." I said to myself before getting up and walking over to the door and quickly closing it. "Can't believe they're making me choose." I said to myself once again as I leaned my head against the door, trying to take in what they had said.

After a few minutes of silence, my phone started to ring, which caused me to lean up off the door and walk over to the couch and grab my phone. Once I grabbed my phone, I quickly looked at it and noticed that my best friend Rhea Ripley had texted me, "Qué pasó entre ustedes tres?" I said to myself as I read the text. After a few minutes of trying to think of a good response, I gave up and just called her. "Hey girl!" Rhea said. "Hi." I replied with a sad tone in my voice. "So Y/N tell me what happened." She responded, which caused me to sigh before saying "Well Damian and Baron want me to decide who I want to fuck by tonight." "Ay dios mío" Rhea replied with a bit of shock but anger in her voice.

"I got to go. I have to get ready for my match." I said, and with that, I hung up the phone, grabbed my gear, and headed towards the bathroom. Once I was in the bathroom, I quickly took off my clothes and quickly put my ring gear on. "Looks fine." I said to myself before picking up my discarded clothes and heading back to the couch. Once I was at the couch, I laid my clothes down and headed towards the gorilla. After a few minutes of walking, I finally made it to the gorilla but was instantly stopped by Damian and Baron. "What the fuck do you guys want now?" I asked quite annoyed. "Woah senorita, what's with all the attitude?" Damian asked, standing over me.

"I'm about to have my match, so will you two get out of my way." I replied. "Alright, but when you get back, you tell us your answer." Baron said, and with that, I shoved past them and opened the door, making my over to the curtain. "Y/N, you're on in 1 minute." One of the backstage workers said as they walked past me."Okay." I replied. Once I made it the curtain, my entrance music came on, so I quickly walked out into the arena, and with that, I skipped down to the ring and jumped up on the apron quickly got in the ring and waited as Carmella made her way to the ring. After a few minutes of waiting for her to get done with her entrance, she was finally ready, so the bell rang, and I quickly attacked her, throwing punches left and right.

"ESTA ES MI CASA." I screamed in her face, which caused her to gain enough strength and push me off of her, causing me to get angry and attack her once again. After a few minutes of basically beating the shit out of her, I got dragged away from her by a bunch of security guards. "Y/N, calm down and go to the back." One of the guards said as he tried to hold me back. "NOW." He shouted, which caused me to back up and quickly getting out of the ring and walk up the ramp towards the gorilla. After a minute of walking, I finally made it to the gorilla. I quickly walked through the curtain, but once I did, I ran into Damian and Baron once again. "So Y/N have you thought about your answer?" Baron asked, crossing his arms. "Ugh, follow me." I replied, grabbing their hands and dragging them to the door. "What is your answer?" Damian asked.

"I haven't decided because I still want to fuck both of you." I replied with a smile. "But I want it to be a threesome." I continued, which caused their mouths to drop. "You want us to fuck you at the same time?" Damian asked clearly still shocked. "Sì now let's go." I replied, grabbing their hands and dragging them to my locker room. After a few minutes of fast walking, we finally made it to my locker room, so I quickly let go of their hands and opened the door, walked over to the couch, and slowly took my clothes which obviously caused them to shut the door and walk over to me. Once my clothes were off, I quickly helped Baron take off his pants while Damian took his off. "Fuck you guys are big." I said as I got down on my knees and put my mouth around Baron's dick and my hand around Damian's and got to work. After a few minutes of constant moaning coming from both of them they finally came. "Lay down on the couch, Baron." I said whiping the cum from my lips and tasting it.

Once Baron was on the couch, I stepped back and got on top of him and slowly putting his dick in my ass. "Ven aquí Damian." I said, motioning him to come towards me. "Fuck my pussy." I said with a smirk and with that he got on the couch and placed himself at my entrance amd slowly slid into me filling me up just as much as Baron did. "Go." I said, giving them the cue to start moving so they did, which quickly made me throw my head and let out a loud moan. "That feel good? Do we fuck you good Y/N?" Damian asked focusing on his pace. "Obviously, we do she's already moaning, is that right, Y/N?" Baron asked as he picked up his pace. "Holy fuck yes." I moaned out in response to both of their questions. After a few minutes of fucking I felt my climax rising so I moaned. "I'm going to cum." I said through the moans.

"Do it." They both replied as they quickened their pace, and with that, I couldn't take it anymore, so I came. "Damn, that was hot." Damian said as he pulled out of me and got off the couch. "Definitely was maybe we should do this more often." Baron said as he lifted me up off of him and got off the couch as well. "We can do it next week." I replied before getting up and grabbing my clothes and putting them back on, then quickly helping Baron and Damian with their pants. Once they were dressed again, I gave them both a hug and a kiss. And with that, they walked out of my locker room, knowing they made my night a lot better than usual.

[rd0265667]

Haerin x Reader: Take a Break

A/N: This is alot shorter than my normal works. Didn't really have time to develop a plot or anything, but I just needed to write this out to make myself feel a little better. Was a little hesitant on releasing this, but I thought, if anyone of my beloved readers is going through a stressful situation right now, like I am, every little bit helps. I hope this fic helps.

Permanent Taglist: @cwpiqwon@justme-idle

"Haerin-unnie, when are you going to get back? I've never seen it so bad." Haerin heard Hyein's slightly worried voice through her phone, sighing as she shook her head. "I'll be there in a little bit." Haerin replied, hastening her stride as she went to the dorm.

Knocking on the door of the dorm, Haerin taps her foot slightly impatiently, before seeing Hyein's head peeking out of the door. "Y/N, your wife's here!" Hyein shouted as she let Haerin in, Haerin rolling her eyes but smiling at what Hyein had said. Haerin was slightly taken aback by the sight she was faced with. Your hair was a mess, notes sprawled all across the table, eye bags heavier than anvils, all the while your eyes seemed to not need to blink. "Babe, how long have you been studying for?" Haerin asked, concerned by the sight she was presented with. "Oh, hey Babe!" You replied, seemingly going through a mental pause, not replying to Haerin's question. "Babe, did you hear me?" Haerin walking over to you, putting her hand on your shoulder "Oh yeah sure, we can go out soon!" You answered, clearly aloof as you looked through your notes again.

"I didn't know it was this bad..." Haerin said as she sat next to Hyein on her bed. "Yeh, Y/N's been really stressed out by the national exams coming up soon. Never seen them like this before. It's kinda creepy." Hyein commented, a look of slight apprehension on her face as she recalled walking in on Y/N singing the element song. While Sleeping.  "It really hasn't been this bad before...Why didn't they tell me?"  "They don't want to be a burden to you...you know the way they are about these situations..." Hyein said with a sigh. "I have an idea." Haerin said, Hyein looking at her with curiosity

No matter how much you wanted to study with no breaks, nature had its callings, and eventually, you had to leave your work station to answer nature's calling. When you got back however, to your dismay, you saw your computer turned off, and your notes gone. "Oh, hey Babe, when did you get here!" You exclaimed in surprise, before trying to look for your notes Haerin's jaw dropped, this was...bad. "I gave your notes to Hyein, who's under strict orders to not come back for the next 5 hours." Haerin said, causing your head to jerk towards her. "Why?" You asked, voice raising slightly, head tilting to the side "You need a break Y/N, just for a few hours." Haerin pleaded, but you turned away, going to try to turn your computer on "I've put your computer under several layers of locks. I know you'll be able to crack it, but it's going to take you give or take 5 hours. So here are your options. 1. You spend the next 5 hours to try and crack my encryption, or 2. You use the 5 hours to rest and relax with your loving girlfriend, after which, the password to the security will be provided for you." Haerin explained, before patting the empty space beside her. Weighing your options, you eventually gave in, walking over to her, then resting your head on her shoulder. "I brought you your favourites, and I thought we could watch a movie while you rest." Haerin whispered, prompting a nod from you as you pulled the containers from the bag Haerin had brought over, Haerin always knew what you needed. So that was how the next two hours went, your mental stress slowly being alleviated by the presence of your girlfriend as she pampered and spoon-fed you. As the credits rolled, you felt Haerin's arm tighten around you. "Do you wanna tell me about what's gotten into you?" Haerin asked as she gently stroked your hair "It's just usual exam stuff Babe." You tried to lie to Haerin, albeit rather unconvincingly, as Haerin shot you a look "Let's try again, and this time, mean it." With a sigh, you lowered your head. "My grades have been on the decline for so long now, you know this. At first it was still acceptable, but now it's getting bad. If I don't put 200% into this, how can I go and look my parents in the eye. Look you in the eye." Your voice lowered as your shame began to overcome you. Wordlessly, Haerin turned you towards her, giving you a reassuring look as she took your hand in hers, setting your hand on your chest. Maybe this was some special technique Haerin knew, or maybe Haerin was just magic, but it worked, as you slowly felt yourself calm down. Haerin then pulled you into a tight hug, whispering words that you really needed to hear. "It's going to be okay. You can do this" You felt some moistness in your eyes, but you quickly wiped it away, then pulling her into you, resting your head on her chest. "Thank you Rin." You whispered, Haerin nodding as she held you tight, whispering sweet nothings to you

Sometimes, it's alright to take a break. To take a moment from the hectic world and spend time with the ones you love. 

[cator99]

ISO advice.

I've written up some notes on how I want my discussion with my landlord to go. I have two options.

1) for the sake of keeping things as stable as possible, I've made a plan that relies on lying to cover my own ass and maintain the state of the home as it is, ie, to tell her that the reason I initially contacted her last month hoping to plan a phone call between us (things were too busy for both of us until now) was out of concern for several issues in the home directly relating to [Pins Girl] but thankfully the issue has resolved itself. I think it would be in my best interest to vouch for the new girl, and to pretend that she hasn't been living here off the record for over 6 months. However, I must confess: I am a terrible liar. It causes me discomfort. My speech becomes stilted unless I convince myself that a lie is the truth, or I simply choose the path of omission. I can do that with enough preparation. I certainly have had the the time to do so and have been preparing myself. That's easy. However my landlord is a lawyer. I have a great deal of respect for lawyers and women in general– and when it comes to her concerns irt this house, and the people who live here... I understand completely. Does that mean I'm prepared to screw them all over? Absolutely not. But I have to think of what's best in this situation. I intend to go into this with the explicit intention of, most of all, establishing a positive rapport– that's my primary goal, because i sense a growing animosity between those in this home and her (and I don't want to be put on the losing side....... which..... would almost inevitably be that which currently has zero lawyers on it)... I've been on the observing side and the recieving end of this animosity here... and I know that their issues have little to do with her, or this house, and are ideological in nature. They all perceive hostility where there is none. The unemployed FTM has mentioned 3 times (at least that I've managed to overhear) that he takes offense to her contacting us via her work email because he sees it as an "intimidation tactic". "Are you insane. That's literally just her email you god damn goof. "She loves to just FLAUNT that she has this big swanky lawyer job, and she wants us be afraid"– of what? Oh maybe of evicting us because you've put yourself in a position where that's possible. Amazing. I dont perceive a woman with an education and a JOB as a threat but I could see how that might hit hard to a lazy misogynistic NEET. This woman has stated in her most recent email that she would as much as possible like to prevent the adding and removing people from the lease willy nilly so as to avoid this place becoming a revolving door for just whoever feels like being here since that's a situation that she reasonably knows could lead to a goddamn nightmare housing scenario.

Option 2) If I say Hey [PG] put us in some real hot water and is now jumping out of the pot and leaving us to deal with it, and now we're all in a position where we now have to choose between getting this unbelievably messy person (true and it wasnt an issue to anyone but the hazbin hotel cokehead basement dweller but this girl is planning on moving into the room next to mine as soon as PG vacates..... hellish.) put on the lease, OR, having here here off the record and potentially putting us at risk of eviction and totally screwing all of us over. Since I am of the understanding that while what they are doing here with the new roommate is technically legal, according to ontario tenancy law, that despite it going against the lease, she has no grounds to evict us over this. My understanding of this is very little but the upstairs people are very intelligent and seem certain that nothing will come of her pursuing any legal action based on us having an additional roommate here that isn't on lease. I doubt how true this claim is. I could propose that since the true Problem Tenant is moving out in 3 days, that in exchange for having me on the inside to update her on quite literally anything and everything she needs to know, she consider..... idk. Not adding the new girl, for starters, since she is a certified Problems Tenant. And then, if she really wants to find something to evict over... she would have me on her side to get that done and over with so long as she agrees to keep me out of hot water when all is said and done.

So yes I could either lie my ass off and chit chat as though I always intended it for this conversation to not be more than me establishing a line of communication for the good of both parties– or I could propose a sort of covert deal with the landlord. And if she does choose to pursue evicting the others--- maybe, at the very least, she will trust me enough to let me keep living in peace in my little bedroom sanctuary. Maybe I'd even get to have some sort of input on who else gets to move in. My god. We could get rid of all the horrific bullshit decor. Make this place look nice for once. Holy fuck. Yeah fuck these people think about the long term gains. Is it selfish? Yes. But think of the beautiful possibilites. This is a gorgeous home. I could even fill her head with the idea of my tradie dad doing some pro-bono renos and tell her all about how he built an entire basement in my parents house out of what had initially been a bug infested yearly-flooding concrete tomb. Sure it took him until 3 years ago to even start doing all that and it just kinda sat there in its shit state for 15+ years but I mean... he didnt have the money til he got a good job. Then dude just went and built an entire bathroom out of scratch. The place looks fantastic. Well.... that's a thought. He'd do it too. Dude loves a project. BUT I'm getting ahead of myself. LOL.........

In about 2 hours, I'll have to make the right call. So. Advice? Am I crazy? AITA?? Ontologically Evil? These people will be utterly fine if they have to vacate. That's just the reality of the situation. And yes. The landlord has pre-emptively agreed that this conversation will stay between us. Hehe

[divinesolas]

The Seatfiller (1/2)

Summary: You got the job as seat filler at the grammys and you just so happen to be sitting next to your favorite band, the dragons. Anything can happen.

Pairing: Modern!Singer!Aegon Targaryan x Fem!Reader

Warnings | none for this chapter, smut in the next part

w.c | 3.4k

part two

You two have been friends for years and luckily stayed in touch despite going to different colleges and working different jobs thanks to you too living in the same area. You can hear her getting into her car, “Do you have a dress yet?” you shake your head, “I have a couple in my closet-” It was the truth, they had all been dressed you've worn before sure but you liked each of them. “No! We need to go out and go get you a nice dress so you can look nice and hot and they'll fall in love with you.” You scoff and shake your head not that she could see.You were delusional but not that delusional, “I shouldn't-” “I'm on my way so you better be dressed.” You groan, she always ends up getting what she wants so you reluctantly agree. “Fine.” “Yesssss, we're gonna get you a dress that will have that one guy on his knees for you, trust me.”

She’s not a fan like you are but knows of your obsession with them so ‘that one guy’ she happens to be referring to is Aegon targaryen.The hot lead singer who also happens to write and compose a lot of their music. He’s mesmerizing from his attractive face to his enticing voice to his charming personality. He had it all and you had a huge crush on him. Or at least in the way a fan can like a celebrity. What if you were sitting next to him? What if he smiled at you? Would he be able to tell you're a fan and have been obsessively keeping up with him and his band for years? It would be humiliating but you would only be there for forty-five minutes. Or at least you hope so.

“Don't be ridiculous.” You can hear her driving as you move to change out of your pajamas, “There is no ridiculousness in it! He will be sitting near you and there you’ll be sitting looking hot as fuck and he’ll have no choice but to fuc-” “Enough!!” You could feel yourself getting red as you shook your head as if she could see you. You hear her laugh as you finish putting on your clothes. “I'm right though!” you sigh, “No youre not.”

You wait around for her to come then you rush down to meet her. She gets out of the car to hug you before you both get back in and she drives you to the mall. Once you arrive she grabs your hand and drags you over to one of the more expensive stores, “I can't afford this-” “I'm paying.” you scoff at her and try to rip your hand away from her, “No way.”

She turns to you and gives you a glare. “This is your big night! Consider it an early birthday gift.” You attempt to argue with her some more but she still does not listen as she drags you around the store. “Now lets look, hmm no this color wont look good on you. Ugh no this is too long.” When you finally accept her ‘gift’ you begin to look around with her, attempting to pick out the cheaper options before she quickly shuts you down, “You would never wear that in your life stop looking at the tags.”

You swear you've been in this store forever trying to find a dress but can't find anything until you look near the back and see it. You pull it out and rush to show it to your best friend whos eyes widen upon seeing the dress. “That's the one.” You try it on and you walk out to show her. She squeals as you spin around, “It's perfect! If nobody wants to fuck you in there ill do it myself!” you laugh and face the mirror. The dress makes you feel hot, you admire yourself and you smile.

“See? I'm a genius, we're getting it.” After attempting to pay and having your card slapped out of your hand you two manage to leave the store. You turn to her and give her a hug, “thank you.” “Of course.” you two laugh and pull back, “Now let's go get dinner and you pay.” “Bitch.” you two laugh as you walk away from the dress store.

On the day of the event you couldn't shake your nerves as you put the finishing touches on your outfit and makeup as your friend tries to boost your confidence. “Come on, you look so good, look at you.” You sigh and nod as you stand up and look at yourself in the mirror. You really did look good and there was no point getting worked up you would be in there for forty five minutes in and out then you could go and freak the fuck out afterwards about how you sat next to your favorite band.

“Are you gonna ask for an autograph?” “They said I can't do that in my contract. I just need to sit there and look nice until I'm supposed to leave.” she groans and rolls her eyes, “Boring.”

You check your phone and see your uber is almost here, “I gotta go.” She stands up and hugs you, “Love you girl, text me when you get there k? And try to get laid.” You laugh and flip her off as you walk out your front door.

The door shuts behind you and you sigh trying to relax, the night will go just fine. You hope.

The room filled with cheers as another award winner was called, the camera panned to the dragons who had smiles on their faces before shifting back to the stage. Once the camera was away Aegon covered his mouth to yawn. “Aegon…” Aemond, his brother and drummer of the dragons, was sitting next to him glaring at him, “What? I'm tired.” Aemond rolled his eyes and Aegon giggled to himself. He hated these award shows, all he wanted to do was get back to his studio, drink some beer and write up a new song but instead he was stuck here watching these stuck up people win awards he didn't care about.

The long and boring speech was finally over and they cut the cameras. Aegon let out a sigh of relief, the person next to him got up and was rushed backstage. Aegon couldn't remember their name but they were supposed to present at some point during the night. One of the staff of the event came over to the group, “A seat filler will come over to take his place now, please do not be alarmed.”

Jacaerys, The Bass player and childhood friend of aegon and aemond, gave the staff member a smile, “It's no problem.” The staff member nodded briefly before walking away, seemingly going to fetch someone. Aegon wasn't really paying attention until he spotted he felt a soft brush of someone as they sat down next to him and a soft apology.

9:00: He looked over and saw the most gorgeous woman he's ever seen. Now that he has his eyes on you he cant take him off.

The dress you wear suits you beautifully, his eyes linger on your chest area before trailing down to the rest of your body. God you were gorgeous, suddenly aegon became way more interested in the event.

The woman turns his head to him feeling his stare and gives him an awkward smile before turning back forward.

He sat up straight and readjusts the cuffs of his suit causing aemond to give him an odd look. “What the hell are you doing?” Aegon rolls his eyes, “What can't I sit up?” Aemond eyes the girl now sitting beside Aegon and scoffs. “Oh shut up.”

This can't be happening. Your body burns and you feel like your face is on fire. He was staring at you. the aegon targaryen. Lead singer and producer of the dragons. He even checked you out.

You thank your best friend in your head for buying you this dress as you feel Aegon's eyes continue to drift back to you.

Do you look back at him? You play with your fingers and look down at your hands as they call that the show is about to start again and you look back up.

You can't help but take a glance at him and notice he's already looking at you. You quickly look away again. You hear aemond hit his arm to get him to look forward, aegon grumbles as he does but his gaze on you.

You notice you're shaking, it really is so crazy to be sitting next to the band you've been admiring for the past couple years of your life.

Another commercial break starts and you're wondering how long it's been and how much more time you have yet. You're really wishing you had your phone right now. Not only to check the time but because you're sure your best friend is blowing up your phone right now.

You look back at Aegon and notice he's on his phone. What if you asked him… it would be a good excuse to just speak to him at least once plus your friend couldn't yell at you for not doing anything despite sitting next to your all time favorite band.

Aegon had been on his phone, texting the dragons gc.

‘do not do anything stupid.’ - aemond

‘but the girl is so hot ☹️’ - aegon

‘aegon. don't you dare.’ - jace

‘i just want to know her name ☹️☹️’- aegon

‘I know good and well that's not true.’ - helaena

“Excuse me…” The voice next to him rang out. All of them whipped their heads towards her, Aegon being the closest that looked her directly in the eyes. He notices she bites her lip slightly and avoids eye contact, god he didn't know how much more of this he could take. “Can i know what time it is?”

Aegon looked down at his phone before looking back at you, “It's 9:15 gorgeous.” He feels aemond hit his arm but its all worth it to see you flush and turn, “thank you.” its hushed but he can still hear it. “of course gorgeous.”

He notices your shaking and playing with your dress. There were hundreds of stars in the room but you were the only one he could see. “You have a gorgeous name?” “aegon..” aemond harshly hisses at him.

you look at him shocked, your beautiful eyes wide open and your eyelids flutter. You were so pretty. “um…. its y/n.” He smiles, “a beautiful name for a beautiful woman.” You look away bashfully as he grins, “no..” “Really, I'm serious, you're the most gorgeous woman in the room.”

There's an announcement saying the cameras were about to turn back on and he groans. He just wants to keep on talking with you. He sits up and he feels aemond put a hand on his arm, “what do you think you're doing?” aegon shrugs, “what? im just talking to her there's nothing wrong with that?” He looks over at her and winks as aemond slaps his shoulder.

“You will quit it now.” Aegon groans, “You just had the situation with cassandra-” “she was the one bothering me,” Aegon hisses, “i never wanted her.” Aemond sighs, “The media doesn't know that-” “I don't care. they don't believe me anyways.”

Cassandra baratheon, one of the four daughters of a famous director and a top model and she was one of the most annoying people he's ever met.

When they met at some random award show afterparty where she came up to him claiming to be a fan of his group. The two talked, she tried to come home with him, he didn't want that, he told her that, she got pissed because her nepo baby ass never got told no and told the media the two slept together.

For the past week hes been dealing with people up his ass about cassandra but he's denied everything and it fucking sucks.

“Aegon-” “Please dont bring her up again.” The worst part of it all is that shes been showing up to his fucking house begging him to believe her that she would never say something like that to the media and asking if she would let him inside. “Fuck off cassandra.” “baby-” “dont fucking baby me i dont even fucking know you.” “youre an asshole!” “you say this every fucking time but you keep on coming back just leave me the fuck alone!”

Aegon shakes of the memory now frowning, god e could really use a fucking drink. Once again it was a commercial break at 9:22. Aegon Rolled his head back and looked back at you.

You sat with a stunned expression on your face as your eyes layed on him, fuck you must have heard all that. You notice him looking at you and you look away. Ugh now the pretty girl doesn't even wanna fucking look at him this sucks.

“I'm sorry.” a hushed whisper comes from you, one that only he can hear “I had seen it on the news, that must suck for you. I'm sorry, I believe you.” Aegon's eyes widen as looks at you, you haven't lifted your head. Nobody other than his bandmates had told him they believed him.

He smiled, he leaned down near your ear, “thank you sweetheart. You're as sweet as you look.” You turn your head farther away from him, he can practically feel the heat radiating off of your body as he watches your hands shake.

He smiles as you turn back to him, “I'm sorry for butting in-'' he shakes his head, “there's nothing to apologize for angel, it makes me feel nice knowing a pretty girl like you believes me.” He can partially feel aemonds annoyance but he can't be bothered as he takes in your reaction. 9:29 the show turns back and now he has a smile on his face as he faces the stage.

This can't be happening. Your face feels so hot and your body burns, this can't be happening. Is he hitting on you?

You can barely sit still in your seat as the award show continues. Maybe you should be brave, I mean you'll never see the man again in about 15 minutes so it doesn't matter what happens, right?

You readjust yourself and turn your head towards him and see him already looking at you. you lose any sense of confidence you had and look back down at your lap. Nope can't do it.

He smiles, “you wanna say something to me angel?” You shake your head, god this was so embarrassing. You stare up at the stage, the performance on the stage captures your attention that you don't notice the hushed whispers between aemond and aegon. 9:41 your final intermission.

A staff member walks over, “Please gather up your things, I'll be coming back around to collect you in a few minutes.” You nod as they rush away.

Upset that the night is ending you frown, already thinking about what take out you're going to get once you get home. You take a glance at Aegon to see he has a frantic look. Before you can even question it in your head he turns to you, “do you mind giving me your number angel?”

You almost faint, you're shocked you didn't, no way he was being serious. You stare at the phone he's handed in your direction frozen. Now your favorite member of your favorite band is asking you for your number. This must be a dream.

Snapping back you snatch the phone and shakingly put the number in, double no triple checking if it was right before handing it back to him. He smiles with a laugh as the staff member comes back and rushes you out, “I'll see you later angel.” Later?

You are rushed out along with other seat fillers for the night and taken outside to wait for transportation home as well as your bag. Everyone was chatting but you can barely even think right now. Your bag gets handed back to you and you can feel your phone vibrating.

You take it out and see over a hundred texts from your friend and 2 texts from an unknown number. Your hands are shaking, What the hell was happening. Avoiding what was probably his messages to you, you open up your friends messages to you.

A lot of them were just nonsense.

‘MISS YOU’

‘ONG YOU'RE ON CAMERA

*pic

‘&-)/&:)/$/$:’

‘WHY IS HE TALKING TO YOU OOOOOOOOOO’

‘YOU GOTTA TELL ME EVERYTHING’

*pic

The two photos are one of you when your face showed when the camera panned to someone in front of you and the next is a shot of you and Aegon looking at each other. Oh no.

‘NOT YOU LEAVING ME ON READ’

‘ANSWER NOW’

‘TELL ME’

She starts calling you and you move far away from everyone else to answer her.

“hey-”

“OH MY GOD.”

you move the phone away and wince before pulling it back, “you're so loud.”

“Oh shut up, tell me what happened.”

You smile to yourself as you think over the last forty five minutes of your life and tell her everything. “shut up!” “i know!”

“Have you looked at his messages?” You shook your head as if she could see you, “no-” “WHAT. look at them now are you kidding.”

“I'm scared.” “stop being a pussy and look.” you sigh and open the message with shaky fingers. He had sent a couple more since you last checked and by a couple more you mean a lot more.

‘hey its aegon’

‘shit’

‘the guy who was sitting next to you’

‘sorry never told you my name’

‘oh wait you said you knew me’

‘ANYWAY’

‘you know i never got your name angel’

‘or would you rather me keep calling you angel’

‘that was corny im sorry’

‘god’

‘um’

‘i'd love to see you again, the hotel im staying at has a bar if you'd meet me there’

‘no pressure i just cant get you out of my head’

‘sorry i have to go, i hope to see you there :)’

The last message was an address line to a really nice hotel only a block or two away. “Holy shit.”

you can only stare as your friend yells in your ear, “what?!? what happened??” You take a screenshot and send it to her. “No fucking way you have to go.”

You are looking at the hotel's website, “I don't know… what if he's like a secret psycho murder or a human trafficker.” Like sure you did admit him and obsess over him a little but that didn't mean you trusted him. He's a celebrity for crying out loud he could be the worst man on earth.

“I have your location. If you dont text me or anything, I'll call the police .” You genuinely consider your opinions right now. You could go home, get take out and sit and talk with your friend all night about nonsense when all you could think about is the what ifs or you could go and see what could happen.

“Oh fuck it ill go.” “YES.” There's no point in getting an uber so you begin the walk to the hotel.

You stay on the phone with her as you make your way there, still looking at the hotel's website. The place was super fancy, makes sense for a celebrity, people were giving you odd looks since you're just casually walking around in a fancy dress but you can't even be bothered.

“Did you shave?” “Fuck off nothings happening.” “surrre i believe you.”

You finally arrive at the place and stare at the big door, oh fuck it its not like anything is gonna happen right.

[been-around-seen-things]

CW: discussion of suicide

I’ve been mulling over a number of thoughts after eps 1-3 about Ed’s storyline, and I want to get them down before the new episodes come out, so here goes.

I’ve seen so many folks hard hit by Ed’s suicidality, needing to mind their mental health before rewatching, and—yeah. Folks who know me as a fic writer and who have read A Bug to Remember can glean some idea of where this topic has touched me. My own lowest time was literally two decades ago, so for me it’s not so much about that.

I just keep thinking about the okayness Ed performs in ep 2, which obviously isn’t entirely convincing, but nevertheless covers up that he’s already made his decision.

Which makes me think about someone I mentored and who died by suicide in 2019. Her name was Katie. I’m going to speak her name here because talking about her and thinking about her keeps her present for me.

Katie was deeply complicated, but, well, so is Ed, obviously. Ep 2 reminded me so vividly of her performance of okayness. She was professionally successful, organized, seemed to have it all together. I know others who also loved her have had the very natural “I should have known” reaction, but I don’t necessarily feel that way. For people like me whom she saw as mentors, she very deliberately hid the cracks, the pain, the suffering. Looking back on it now, I can see how our closeness was more about how much she made me feel comfortable sharing myself, while she remained pretty thoroughly walled off.

All of this makes me think about all the lies, the terrible lies our brains tell us. I talked in sort of a jumbled way on Twitter about the stories Ed tells and tries to tell about himself. The stories we tell and believe about ourselves are so fundamental to our very existence, and Ed has so much trouble believing any positive story about himself.

We first see him trapped in the narrative of Blackbeard, in which he is a “ghost.” He imagines himself as Stede Bonnet, but that’s a violent story with an intended murderous end. Jeff the Accountant is a story that’s fun at first, but the fallout just ends up hitting him where he’s most sensitive, his deepest feelings of unworthiness.

The most believable story for him is the Kraken. Clearly he wants something else, but it feels like literally the only option.

He tries to imagine himself as Jeff the Innkeeper, but he can’t keep from being a dick to himself long enough to even fully imagine how that story could play out.

His only positive stories, of course, are with Stede: first, playfully imagining himself as a chef, someone who can do anything. That one ends happily, albeit only temporarily—the brief dream of being co-captains. And then the possibility of running off to China together—but that’s an option that means Ed leaving his whole identity behind. It’s a running away, not an integration of the stories he carries. And then losing the possibility of that story—well, we know what happens.

And so. Here we are. Ed is alive, and he needs a new story that doesn’t cause himself and everyone else around him so much suffering. Ngl I had a real hard time on my first watch with how much pain there was all around. But that’s because, as always, this show is emotionally truthful even as the events are sometimes preposterous. I’m excited to see what other story possibilities are there for Ed. What he can find himself able to believe.

[loveislandthegame]

thoughts on todays volume !

leo is…well, at least he’s not dean 😭 i like his personality but he looks like a mix of dylan from season 4 & wesley stickler from ace attorney

i feel like FB is overexplaining why OG LI didn’t leave when MC got dumped. i get that they’re trying to make him look good (& get more money from players by milking these backstory gem scenes lol) but tacking on even more stuff is making the whole thing look nonsensical

FB! make this evil twink a love interest and MY LIFE IS YOURS ! (i guess they are aware of the slim shady comparison lmao)

but for real, i still don’t know if he’s gonna be an LI or not. i can't tell if he has any significant dialogue changes and i'm too lazy to start another playthrough. he doesn't have amnesia though, he remembers that ive been flirting with him (i forgot to screenshot his first piece of dialogue but he’s talking about the spin the bottle kiss)

there’s not much to say about mr. love island, except that FB seriously needs to retire that gross looking yellow massage oil overlay. at least adjust the hue a bit 😭

caleb sticking up for MC was very sweet 🥺❤️ obviously she can defend herself just fine, but he’s a real one for this. it’s making me feel bad that i haven’t spent any time with him in the villa (if only we could be a friendship couple, instead of the game forcing us to lead him on)

the spirit of season 1 MC possessed us for just a moment, i was gagged 😭 i ended up forgiving ava tho, i wish we could just be friends with the girls that aren't also LIs. i know i keep saying it but this one sided rivalry shit is so boring

the ex rated challenge was what i expected: LIs get decent reviews, MC gets the only 5 star rating. not to nitpick (in the sense that there's much bigger issues with FB's LGBT representation) but i don’t know why we couldn’t have chosen the gender of MC’s ex, especially since ash is already a gender neutral name (there could’ve easily been a dialogue option like “my ex…boyfriend/girlfriend/partner” before telling the story)

since MC won the challenge, she gets to go to the hideaway. i don't know why it's a secret or why none of these nosy af islanders tried to figure out what the prize was. anyways, i chose lisbeth ! it was so cute that they mentioned being happy to be there with eachother again

this damn box— whatever, i picked sexy dice

all those letters teasing movie night got me scared luv, i’m sure the main event is gonna be nyah in the shower with dean, but i’m bracing myself for MC and lisbeth caught doing bits all over the villa in 4K. i hate how wlw routes have to be sneaky/shady/hoe route-adjacent (it really sucks because i remember complimenting FB for the dialogue you get if you kept choosing her over the guys up until the first hideaway visit)

i'm still holding out hope for enemies to friends but sadly i won't be surprised if she does a full 180 in the next volume

next up is a three way date with hayden and caleb, unfortunately we can’t make them kiss challengers-style. i picked neutral answers whenever i could, but caleb won whatever compatibility thing we were doing because i liked his answers more lol

tristan’s rapping…i was gonna say “welcome back, rap crew” but tim, rohan, even jake would never come up with bars as horrible as those 😭 (can you tell i miss season 1)

lisbeth got jealous, so she took us on a hot tub date ❤️😭lately all of her scenes mention something among the lines of “i can’t wait until we’re finally able to couple up," when the hell is the recoupling ?! the last volume ? my heart can’t take it

hayden, caleb, tristan, and leo are on the chopping block. i have no idea why milo is safe & not the two dudes who’ve been here for one day and are still single, but alright.

it’d be hilarious if tristan got dumped again, but i’m guessing they’re gonna keep him around for drama (or he's a LI ?) . leo will probably stay to be ava’s partner, so my prediction will be that MC will have to choose between OG LI and casa LI

overall, there's 4 volumes left, why on earth are we dealing with a forced love triangle instead of spending time with our chosen LI ? at the very least i'd be more invested if it was between lisbeth and jesse, or even eisha if FB was too lazy to branch for a love triangle with different LI genders 😭 (even though they were able to do that back in season 3, with the iconic "i've got a beautiful girl and a handsome guy fighting for my attention. i'm living the bisexual dream") what a mess

i'm not looking forward to movie night, but i guess OG LI loyal girlies will probably be considered cheaters too, let's all be miserable together 🥀

[revyn-moonfox]

Commenting on the the magnus archives episodes, part 3 (I think) - spoilers ahead

MAG 16 Arachnophobia: I was fully prepared for that episode to destroy me, I can't stand spiders, but now I feel like it could have been worse, at least it was only one spider at a time, my nightmares are filled with a bunch of spiders... which I guess he got at the end, but that wasn't described in great detail, so I was okay. Apropos the end: I was a bit confused because I read this episode was the most obviously paranormal one, and honestly, thinking the spiders from your youth are haunting you isn't so much paranormal, I thought episode 15 with her beeing found with candles she didn't pack was worse, but then I got to the end, and him beeing found incased in Web... uah. And come on John, you wanna try to reason that they came from one week of lying there?! Ugh

MAG 17, the Bone Turner's Tale: immediately after the first few sentences I was like: oh no, this is a Leitner one, isn't it? And sure enough it was... I don't even know what else to say to this except type out the Leitner Rant, but that is a lot of text, and this post will already be very long. At least John is a bit more inclined to believe the tale when there is Leitner involved.

MAG 18 The Man upstairs: I needed a bit more time for that episode because I have a very active imagination and got nauseous towards the end...

MAG 19 Confession | & MAG 20 Desecrated Host || : love the connection to the hilltop Road episode. Also, did somebody say religious trauma? Because these episodes screamed in answer. The beginning of 19 was... worrying to say the least - "We will get to the cannibalism of course" ehm, hold on, what? On another note, these episodes made me suspect that John's predecessor realy had a sorting system because that was at least the third episode in a row with the flesh entitie! While I honestly was just waiting for the first appearance of the Vast...

MAG 21 Freefall: finally, the Vast, I don't know what exactly sparked my obsession with it, but I like this entitie (as much as you can like a fear personified) since I first saw a art-tiktok about it weeks ago. Nothing much to say to this episode tho, except that John got sceptic again, he had such a good run of taking things seriously before.

Ending the Episode with the quote "By God Martin, what are these things?!" Was a choice...

MAG 22 Colony: Did I ever mention before that I love Martin? Well, I do, and now that he actually speaks for himself once, I feel even more justified in saying that.

Two options here "poor Martin, just wanted to show a picture to his (future) boyfriend" or "King wanted to stick it to his asshole Boss" I'm in the party of both. Both is good.

Also, after this episode the following post I found on Pinterest suddenly makes a lot more sense

I also asked myself how much the entities blurr together, because, while this was mainly corruption, there was also darkness because the lights didn't work in Martins flat, right?

I was so happy when John showed that he cared for Martin, in telling him to life in the institute for now :)

The creepy text messages at the end sparked a conversation between me and @regulus-needs-swimminglessons and I wanted to share one of his comments to that:

These text are so funny because there are basically 2 options

1 (the boring one) Jon and Martin don't text a lot so Jon doesn't actually know what Martin's texting style is like so Jane was able to impersonate him easily

2 (the better option) Jane was looking through the past texts giggling and kicking her feet while reading funny passages out loud for her worm friends so she could copy his texting style but she had to hold back to not end every message with "❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰😍😘😘😘😘😘😘❤️❤️❤️😘😘😘😘🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱😘😘🥰🥰❤️"

MAG 24 Schwarzwald: at first I was convinced that the headline was read by someone else than John, because it sounded weird to me. Then I got reminded that German words, like Schwarzwald, just get pronounced weirdly by englishspeakers, which is totally normal, so back to the story. An old letter to Jonah Magnus, did Elias read these 👀. The comment that there was no account of a Johann von Württemberg confused me, because Johann is/was a fairly common german name, especially in the higher up families. And there was in fact a Johann Friedrich von Württemberg who lived from 1582 to 1628, but that's not the one reported here, I would guess. He ruled as the 7th Duke at that time. Anyway, the Grave gave me slight Lukas-Family vibes, even tho I know that not the case, the involved entitie here is the Eye not the Lonely (even tho it kind of screams the lonely to me too, I mean, it's the Schwarzwald, and he described it as silent on lonely, but oh well)

Martin, scaring John by walking though the archive without pants. 🤣

Sir that is his living room and he can wear whatever he wants 😌 Martin can do whatever he wants, wherever he wants, just because he's awesome, and I love him.

MAG 24 Strange Music: I don't like dolls, I don't like clowns, and that's all I'm gonna say to that... But there is finally an appearance from sasha, which is awesome ^^ And again, something incredible: John is inclined to believe a Statement woob woob

MAG 25 Growing Dark: I mentioned religious trauma before, and I will mention it again, because this is exactly that. A bit frustrating to go back to "mh, we don't believe this because the author isn't even believing himself"

MAG 16 Distortion: Michael! My Dude! Be a dear and miracle me a towel, would you? Oh whops, wrong fandom, wrong quote... anyway, hello Michael, and hello Sasha. Its a bit sad to hear every archival assistant tell in their statement that they feared to come forward because John would judge them... But Sasha is hurt, and the "most level headed" so of course he believes her. Also, she's a little heroine, because she went to that place only to save John (and Martin, and the Archive, but oh well) first time that not beeing able/wanting to quit got mentioned, intrigued for the future.

MAG 27 A sturdy Lock: Everything involving the spiral always confuses me. I feel sorry for the old man, and am very interested what the statement from his Son is gonna be. But what do you meant the door had no knob or keyhole at the end?!

That's all for now, I'm currently listening to MAG 28 Skintight, but that will be in my next post I assume. So good bye, I hope you had fun with my incoherent rambling. (And again: please excuse my grammar, English is not my first language)

Okay byyyyeeee

[rayroseu]

💚 Malenoa and Levan FanDesign Notes

okayyyy 4th post of me manifesting a reveal of Malleus DNA 😂🙏✨��

this is based mostly on crowley is levan theory

• • • these are just mainly doodles and rambles ‼️

im. so. so. desperate for more dragons in this game. i hope u guys know that akdjkaksks cuz like,,,,, why did Levan had that eastern dragon title if he aint that....😭😭 I want it bcs its a nice reference to Halloween event!!!🐉💚✨✨

You know!! Like how Halloween event signifies Levan and GloMas signifies Malenoa (i think in terms of their clothing?) and those two events focused GREATLY on Malleus' character ✨✨

( this is my sketch design of him--- i wanted to draw Levan in the halloween costume ✨✨)

I'm really fine with Crowley being Malleus' dad😂 (convinced myself to just cope with it if it came true 😂💥)

as long as the story doesn't write it off as like a silly thing or he's written off as a jerk who left Malenoa for milk (which is most of the memes correlating for this theory lol)

(i doubt TWST will write it off like this they will twist it very tragically for sure 😭 all for their best marketing boy Malleus yk✨‼️)

But uh, Princess Malenoa wouldnt actually fall for some himbo like Crowley right... KJDKAJS

PLUS YOURE TELLING ME CROWLEY USED TO BE A

1. FUTURE KING

2. HE GOT THE APPROVAL OF LILIA??? TO MARRY MALENOA???

3. THE APPROVAL AND SUPPORT OF THE FAE NOBLES AND COMMON FAES TO MARRY THEIR BELOVED PRINCESS

4. THE APPROVAL OF QUEEN MALEFICIA TO HAVE HER DAUGHTER⁉️⁉️

so being normal WAS an option dire crowley😭 what went down bird principal 💥💥

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(i think Malleus got his expressions from Levan hehe and also his empathetic side who wants to connect with others)

Also realizing that if Crowley is ever a dragon then his masking is on point because the crow mask covers his potential dragon scales and the silly hat can cover his horns lol

and if he's ever truly Malleus' father, i hope he has a tragic/good reason why he let him overblot and the best he could do before malleus snapped was order the students --who are obviously inferior to Mal-- to stop and fight him😂😭💥‼️

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I realised that since Princess Malenoa is their leader in military, there's a chance that she was also in charge of designing Land of Briar's military gear--

Plus!! We know Malleus designs clothes for Groom Lilia!!

So, that means she's the one who dressed up Lilia's general garments? 🥺✨

Thus, the design I thought of her is like a mixture of Malleus' Masquerade Outfit and Lilia's General Outfit ‼️✨

I put roses on her horns bcs I love the thought she's connected to roses-- its more like a decoration on her headpiece, kinda like what Maleficent wears in the live action.

I think Maleficia and Malenoa are more welcoming in displaying their draconic features rather than hiding it like Malleus. Because that's what you really do as a dragon fae and its more comfortable✨✨‼️

also bcs i think Malleus scales are so pretty (only for him to hide it behind his bangs💔💔💔) like honey... why are you hiding them aaaa (bcs he doesnt want to look more scary right...) 😭 I still hope he actually transforms into a dragon, i dont care if hes going to be so overpowered that we'll need 20 turns to empty out his HP‼️💥💥

I desperately wish Malenoa and Levan are sweetly in love because when the scene comes where both of them perishes its going to hurt real good in my heart knowing they wouldve been the sweetest parents for malleus 🥲😭💔

[sky-kiss]

Eeeee Shadow Raphael anon here! I'm so happy you're inspired by it! I have two options you can choose from.

1) platonic - them having a chess match and it just being a wity banter off and them enjoying riffing off of each other so much. Maybe this is at the inn/brothel lobby so other people can be there if you'd like.

Or

2) Them having a one night. I don't really have specifics but my brain is barking and screeching because I'd imagine anything explored via your writing will be so good and so much to chew on so I'm up for ANYTHING really!

Thank youuuu!

A/N: Ok, so this is so rushed, and I’m sorry about that. I want to do stuff with these two SO BADLY. Anyway, Dark Justiciar Shadowheart. Post game. Raphael received the crown. 

Shadowheart/Raphael: Meetup

"Raphael—I'm not surprised to find you here."

The half-elf slides into the seat across from him, lips turned up a charmingly self-satisfied smirk. It takes Raphael a moment to recall her name—she is, in truth, only tangentially referenced in his mental library, one of Tav's many delinquent compatriots. He leans back, humming, before he says, "Astutely observed, my dear, though perhaps less impressive than you hope. The Caress is nothing if not my home away from home." 

"I've no interest in impressing you, devil. 

"No, only in interrupting my meal, it seems," his voice dips to a velvety purr, cataloging the minute shift in the Sharran's posture. She arches a brow, gaze flicking to the empty table. Raphael indicates the crowded hall around them. "My hunting grounds, my meals, priestess. Every moment you linger is an opportunity wasted."  

Shadowheart scoffs, drumming her fingers on the table between them. The pretty creature tips her head to the side, regarding him through artfully lowered lashes. "You were more civil before." 

"Your intrepid leader had something I wanted—and our business has long since concluded." The cambion clucks his tongue. "Where is my Mouse these days?" 

She stiffens. "I wouldn't know. Tav…she took her leave some time ago." 

"Oh?" 

"I've no need to explain myself to you."

"None at all. But you were a precious little pair, weren't you? Haarlep does so regret being unable to…collect you both." Raphael lifts his right hand, inspecting his nails. "One fair turn for another…tell me the truth of your parting, and I will hear your request." 

Shar's Chosen regards him coldly. "My Dark Lady demands the whole of my heart." 

"How selfish. I almost admire her." Oh, but he likes that flush of color in her cheeks. Power radiates off her, different, colder than many of the god's chosen toys. Shar has given this one a shocking amount of play, provided she remained a loyal little dog. No slipping her leash. "Tell me what you need, my dear." 

"An enemy of Lady Shar has gone to ground. I'd have him found." 

"Simple enough—hardly requiring my talents. Or worth incurring my cost." Raphael smiles with teeth, curiosity piqued. "Who is this erstwhile quarry?" 

She paints him a picture: one of Selune's most beloved champions, a lycanthrope, long fled from the city. His trail and his scent had long since gone cold. The damned creature had very likely fled to a different plane. 

The devil considers the offer, taking in her appearance again: beautiful, dark. Some trace hint of Tav's scent still lingers on, perhaps in spirit rather than reality. It's intoxicating. Her eyes glitter with dreadful ambition and determination—it calls to an echoing spirit festering in his own breast. 

"No contract," Raphael drawls, tracing the rim of his glass. He has ordered wine for them, richer, deep, and red. "Let us consider this…a favor between friends."

"Very generous of you. Suspiciously so."

 "Is it? I've always found it most advantageous to conduct my business in a more...relaxed fashion than your dear Lady. The first taste, as they say, is free." He raises his glass in a toast. Shar's Chosen returns the gesture in kind, lips turning in dark satisfaction. 

~~~~~~

She comes to him months later. 

“The first taste was free,” Shadowheart grumbles, leaning back. “So, name your cost.” 

He scoffs. “My dear, where is your flair for the dramatic? Tease out the tension! Savor the give and take, bargain…” 

“...you make it sound like seduction, devil.” The Justiciar’s tongue flicks out to wet her lower lip, so sweetly, ignorantly satisfied. Oh, but she is young. All her power, violence, and inexperience still hang about her like stray traces of baby fat in a youth’s cheeks. 

“If you like. I prefer to think of it as a dance—coming together, stepping apart, together…all to our mutual satisfaction.” 

Shadowheart’s eyes glitter in the half-light, intrigued. 

~~~~~~

She comes to him again. 

And again. 

Again. 

They work surprisingly well together. And her goddess turns a blind eye. 

~~~~~~

“How sweet,” he purrs, sucking her lower lip between his teeth. They’ve recently started conducting their business in the Den rather than the common room, and the added privacy has led to this. Shadowheart walks him backward, hands already at his belt. The half-elf whimpers against his lips, the delicacy of the noise contrasting with the natural authority she carries. “You still taste like her, pet.” 

She chuckles, flicking her tongue along the seam of his lips. “You never tasted her.”

“No, but…” Raphael’s grip is bruising on her hips—she fails to so much as flinch. “Haarlep is so eager to indulge me—I wager I’ve had her more frequently than you.” 

“Ah—a poor man’s imitation.” She stands on the tips of her toes, tracing his nose with hers. The half-elf leans back, smirking. “We should compare someday…see how your counterfeit compares to reality.” 

He laughs despite himself. “It could be arranged." He presses his lips to the shell of her ear, pleased at the way shiver. "I’d quite like to watch them fuck you.” 

“I’d like it too. But for now…” she pushes Raphael back on the mattress, crawling over him. “I shall have to be content with you.”