#need a distraction rn I guess

[sweatersstyles]

I’m sad and tired and stressed so I’m gonna rb some of my favorite fics from my master list to try to cheer myself up 👍🏻

[boundbyshimmer]

you guys aren't gonna believe who I've ended up F/O-ing after I started Arcane today while I recover.

[amethystpath-writes]

Burning Puppets

NOT A PR0MPT

******

Brushing her teeth, Hero readied herself for bed. Her music was on, her tea was ready for sipping -despite the steam rising from just below the rim, and now it was time for lip balm.

She laid down in bed, grabbed the tube of lip balm, and twisted the bottom of it until the surface of the balm peeked from the top, all glossy and shiny from the lamp across the room. The buttery product slid easily across her lips, but putting it back on her nightstand was less swift. She dropped it, and, of course, it rolled.

No matter where Hero touched, no matter how far she reached, it was impossible to find the tube which fell to the floor. Eventually, miraculously- given the small space between her bedframe and her beside table, she bent over enough to see the tube rolled halfway across the floor beneath her bed.

With her hair acting a shield, and with a flashlight in front of her eyes, Hero didn't notice the light in her room going out until she sat up. The hairs on her arms stood and a chill ran down her spine.

Someone was here.

And it was Villain.

"This is the closest I've gotten without you noticing me. What gave me away?"

Hero heard him chuckle in the dark, and her shoulders fell from their stressed position.

Villain was still by her lamp by the sound of it, which meant his question was rhetorical. He knew what he was doing; he always did.

"What do you want this time?"

There was always a meaning to his visits, and they always ran the same way. He would break in sometime in the night, taunt Hero, kiss her, then ask something of her: a piece of information, a deal with Leader, a betrayal of a teammate.

"You think I would cut straight to the case?"

"Turn the light on."

Villain took this as a dare, Hero knew, because she heard him walking closer to her bed.

"The light," she repeated, and she attempted at a voice of malice. "Turn it on."

"But we always have fun in the dark."

"You have fun in the dark, but I don't want to do this anymore." Hero put her lip balm away on her nightstand, then laid down, and pulled the sheets over her stomach. Maybe if she ignored Villain, then he'd get the message. She wasn't interested anymore.

"You think you're any more valuable to Leader than you are to me? You're her puppet."

"And that's not what I am to you?" Already, she'd forgotten she didn’t want to respond. But he was fuelling her fire, fuelling an anger she was failing to see for so long. Could it have been the lip balm falling that sent her over the edge after a long day of work, or was she simply- and finally- seeing reason?

Hero could feel Villain’s figure at the foot of her bed- could see his silhouette if she focused hard enough. It was imposing, but she kept her sheets firmly below her chest. She didn't clutch it. She didn't let it loose.

"What am I to you, Villain?"

His silhouette moved to the side of the bed, closer to her. She held her breath. Villain would never hurt her; she knew that, but his proximity worried her regardless. She deserved better than to be played by two people in her life.

Leader gave out commands like she was a dog, and Villain thought he could have anything he wanted if he only gave her a few small pecks on the lips.

"You're sweet. You're...I don't know, Hero. You're asking me a question that-"

"That what? You have to think about?" Hero rolled her eyes. "Get out."

"Come on- don't be like that."

Villain's feet shuffled away and before Hero knew it, the light snapped on. She squinted to adjust.

"I'm serious, Villain. Give me one good reason not to call Leader."

Hero didn't like the way his face changed. He smiled- and it wasn't in his usual romantically suave way. His smile resembled something that made Hero regret every last word she spoke.

"I don’t suppose Leader told you about our partnership, did she?”

“You’re lying.”

Villain was still. Still in frame, still smiling, still empowered by deception.

“How long?”

He shrugged. “Long enough.”

After the faintest moment, Hero shook her head and licked her lips. “This doesn’t change anything-”

“-Doesn’t it?”

“I know how you are with your dignity. Why don’t you go ahead and excuse yourself before I have to call the agency?” Hero worried the agency was as involved with Villain as she was. If Villain was being honest, and Leader really was partnering with him…what hope did anyone have?

Witch a gentle mock-surrender, Villain said, “Alright, alright. I’ll leave. But remember, Hero”- he smiled- “I have connections everywhere. I’m not afraid to burn one puppet if I have to.”

“I’m sure.” Hero smiled sweetly back. “Tell me what you want, or I call for help. Those are your options.”

“Banquet- tomorrow, at midnight. Be dressed in something fancy by eleven. Silver accessories.”

“You think you can dictate what I-”

“If you want what happens in this bedroom to stay in this bedroom, you’ll wear silver.”

“And if you did that, I’d get to tell the world how much I had to accommodate for beneath these silky sheets.” Hero liked moments like these- when her control was shaking and she got to grip it in her fists. “Dignity, remember? I have cards to play, too.” Before Villain could make some offhanded comment, Hero continued, “Black ballgown with gold hoops, and you don’t get to complain.”

Villain huffed. This had happened many times in the past; Villain would smile coyly, only to be let down by Hero’s oppositional blackmails. “Red lipstick, at least?”

“If you buy me a corsage with red roses.”

“It’s a banquet- not an American prom.”

Hero brought her thumb and first finger together into a near pinch, then looked between her fingers at Villain. “The world won’t care that we slept together if they thought-”

“You’d be lying.”

“They wouldn’t know that.”

His huff became a sigh, became a pinched brow. “Fine. Fine, I’ll get you your dumb rose corsage.”

“And you’ll smile when you give it to me- treat me nicely.”

Without another word, Villain flicked Hero’s lamp off, and he was gone.

******

[phagodyke]

waking up and remembering I have to live the rest of my life today and tomorrow and so on ☹️

[anomalouscutie]

uh oh guy ive got a weird thing with and his gf(?) took each other out of their insta bios and hes asking if he can come over sometime… what could this mean chat

[buryam-soul]

(Sinks to my knees) Where's the Sumeru Ramadhan nonsense... Where's the Sumeru Eid nonsense.... Must I do everything myself around here or am I not looking in the right places......

[zoekrystall]

Rant. Hate traveling to the city so much.

I need to get to the big city today and I am this fucking close to biting and going feral. Why the fuck do you wait by the door so much prior to the destination coming leave me the fuck alone you people had sit places. And of course no-one wears a mask so not suprised. Get away. And also of fucking course this train system is useless as fuck and I come 20 minutes at min later to my appointment and if that isn't fine then I'm going to go feral for real I'm already so done. If selfish people wouldn't be assholes could I maybe at least eat or drink between leaving and coming back home but I'm not risking shit. Fucking hate here man I wonder why I either barely go out or if exclusively with other people and then this is the state and I remember. The coughing just adds I don't want anymore. If anyone starts to sit next to me without a mask will I have even more bloodlust. If I'm lucky I get cozy and turn into snuggle cat mode once home and if not will I have to sleep again bc otherwise I will be unable to function for anything bc only one emotion is allowed to exist until sleep reset.

[the-fog-system]

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[perchingominouslysmwh]

gonna be inactive for a bit-

[bitterpngs]

the struggle with a video not being engaging enough on its own and a book requiring too much mental effort in order for me to easily focus

[little-eye-guy]

daaaaang

[quevadilla]

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[phagodyke]

ahh.. I have tickets for a small music festival tmr which I went to last year + had a whale of a time but this year theres only like 2 artists I wanted to see but they released the schedule a couple days ago and neither are playing before 9:30pm. since I don't live local anymore I'd have to leave to travel back home around that time or I'd miss the last train... and there's not rly anywhere I can crash overnight there (and I was planning on going alone anyway like I did last year). so I think im gonna have to let this one pass me by :-(

[themyscirah]

ALYSSA WONG SPIRIT WORLD IS SO GOOD OMG

[sgkjd]

ohmygod i can't believe this conversation i had with my dad just now.

him: hi, where'd you disappear to? (i ignored his previous texts)

me: oh i guess i just forgot to answer haha

him: cool, i'll be in the city tomorrow (he lives in another country)

me: oh wow? i'm here for a few days too! (i don't live here either nor come too often, but had some things to take care of)

him: could we video call?

me: i'm on the bus right now, i could call you later if it's ok?

him: ok

him: i mean tomorrow to video call

me: oh, ok

i always forget he's just an "official" dad lmaooo i really thought he wanted to meet up with me 💀💀💀 hope dies last amirite. feeling so stupid and funny. why'd he mention being in the city then 💀 i didn't need to know that

[b1mbodoll]

GABI HOW COULD YOU POST THAT ABOUT STEPBRO JAKE YOU KNOW stepbro enha are my weakness (the thought plagues my brain ALL the TIME!!!!) and i was thinking abt it (again.. no one is surprised.. and ur post + the no doubt mv only fuelled my craziness) so. i’m gonna need to set the scene w corporate worker intern blah!jake. followed in his dads footsteps because the money is good and he’s got a knack for the math, but that doesn’t mean the job itself isn’t GRUELLING :( so when his dad marries your mom and introduces him to the sweetest little stepsister it genuinely feels like he’s been given a gift. you’re eager for a big brother to gossip with ‘n jakey’s just so accommodating and lets you sit on his thigh and babble about whatever you want as long as your pjs are thin enough that he can distract himself guessing at the colour of your panties. he can’t help himself from resting his hands on your waist and subtly repositioning you, grinning when bouncing his thigh jus’ a little has you squirming and stuttering! he definitely makes pervy comments too :( calls you his wife ‘n jokes about marrying you because coming home to you lounging in his bedroom is something that gets his slacks all tight in the front! he asks for a kiss on the cheek goodbye if you’re up early enough ‘n expects one when he gets home — you brush it off as accidental when he turns his head too fast ‘n you catch his lips instead. buys you the prettiest things and insists on spoiling you with shopping sprees that have him ruining his expensive boxers at the thought that you’re being mistaken for a couple :( like This Jake fully embodies the mean bully you talked abt in your post whenever he’s had a tough day or something you do ruins his fantasy — he likes thinking about you as his pretty little wife, not his slutty stepsister prancing about in the clothes he paid for, dolling yourself up for some stupid date! (as always, this is crazy long but i think you might expect this from me now.. also referring to me as ur angel baby did irreparable damage to my sanity gabi ‘m blushing and twirling my hair rn i cant)

— lots of love ‘n kisses, ur fairy anon

warnings: stepcest + creampies + masturbation + handjob ment. + daddy kink + orgasm denial + dacryphilia + pregnancy ment

💌: m gna eat u omg r u kidding me im so obsessed with this, my brain is melting n im drooling 😵‍💫

calls you his wife … yeah this is so… ‘m moaning. he totally would, n he’d even get u a cute little ring to wear, fantasizing about how it’d catch the light when he gets you to stroke his cock 😵‍💫 jerks off n nearly moans your name while thinking abt his cum leaking from his tip onto your ring :( maybe you’d even be a good little wife n clean them off with your tongue

god forbid you take the ring off, though! your husband stepbrother is absolutely livid when he finds out that you’ve left it on your vanity rather than keep it on for your date; n yeah its actually Very hot seein ur big brother all mad, his button up shirt undone at the top, sleeves rolled up n displaying his thick n veiny forearms, and his hair is all messed up as he plays the role of an overprotective big brother (is it in ur head or is he sounding a bit possessive?) but all you can picture is tugging on it while he fucks you, n you’re beating yourself up mentally for even thinking about your brother in that way (little do you know he needs to put a baby in you)

something you do ruins his fantasy… r u joking me.. sure this can go with the lil date idea but.. jake getting genuinely upset when you call him your brother 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 would your brother tease your virgin cunt every time he had you in his lap? or press kisses to your neck while running his hands over your thighs, daring to pull at your sleep shorts n shallowly slide in your needy little pussy? either you’re even more of an airhead than he thought, or you enjoy watching him struggle to maintain his composure because there’s no way you dont know he wants you

he would absolutely love the two of you being mistaken for a couple n jakey’s quick to speak over your denial, a sweet smile on his face as he replies with a “thank you” to every person that calls you two a cute couple <333 when you ask abt it he just kisses your cheek (a bit too tenderly to be in a stepsibling kind of way) n says its just “too much of a hassle” to correct everyone… n even asks you if it’s such a bad thing for people to think he’s ur bf… are you embarrassed of him?

when jake finally gets you desperate enough for him, he has so much fucking fun making you say filthy things n has even more fun watching you squirm at his dirtytalk.

his pace is unbearable, you’re unable to do anything but take it as he batters your cervix with his fat cock n manipulates your body, pushing n pulling your legs to feel you even deeper. “d’you like havin’ my cock inside your tight cunt? does it feel good, princess?” he questions, voice thick with arousal.

but you’re too fucked out to reply, of course you like it but there’s no way you can form a coherent sentence as he keeps up the brutal pace, his tip hits your cervix with every thrust n he’s relentless. you’re so close, so fucking close and…

oh. it’s gone. your impending orgasm fades and it has your face crumpling, tears pouring down your cheeks at the lack of stimulation. why’d he stop? why why why why wh-

“i asked you a question, angel. y’gonna be a good girl n answer me?” a sniffle from you, and then: “jakey! please don’t stop, ‘m sorry ‘m sososo sorry please fuck me! pleaseplease it feels so fuckin’ good! love my brother’s cock so much-“ he cuts you off with a harsh slap to your tit, a sneer forming on his face at your surprised gasp.

“‘m not your fuckin’ brother. god,” he laughs humorlessly. “am i gonna have to fuck you until you get it through your dumb little head?”

jake pinches your nipple between his fingers n twists it enough to cause a jolt of pain to shoot through you n make your walls clench around him. “i’m not your brother,” he thrusts into you harshly with each word. “‘n you’re not my fucking sister, got it?”

your bottom lip trembles, eyes screwed shut with pleasure as he resumes fucking you n jake’s brain is foggy, he can’t believe he’s ballsdeep in your pussy n before he knows it, he spills his deepest desire to you

“you’re my wife,” jake sighs, pressing his forehead to your own. “say it. say you’re my wife.. my sweet little wife, god look at you. takin’ my cock so well, ‘s like you were made for me”

it’s not long before your orgasm builds yet again, white hot pleasure consuming you n his words send you over the edge, pussy spasming n clamping down on his thick cock until you cream around him.

“‘m your wife, jakey! ‘m your wife, yourwife yourwife, fuck. fill me up, knock me up, jakey.” you wraps your arms around him to pull him close, pressing your lips to his ear before whispering, “‘m gonna make you a daddy.”

jake cums with a deep, guttural groan, his teeth clenched as thick, hot cum spurts from his cockhead and fills your womb to the brim. legs wrap around his waist to keep him inside you n it takes him a second to realize your lips are moving n you’re talking to him. “sorry princess, what’d you say…?”

you giggle n bat your lashes up at him, still wet from your tears, i said, “do you wanna go again?”