#normally not a fan of the screaming meals boys but this hit the nail on the head

[j-emini]

this was too real.

[snkpolls]

SnK Episode 66 Poll Results (for Manga Readers)

The poll closed with 244 responses. Thank you to everyone who participated!

Please note that these are the results for the Manga Readers’ poll. If you wish to see the results for the Anime Only Watchers’ poll, click here.

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RATE THE EPISODE 238 Responses

“Assault” was a total hit with the fans, with 93.7% of respondents rating it a 4 or 5. Nobody gave the lowest rating this week, and only a couple of people weren’t as impressed with the episode. 

I wasn’t a fan of previous episode but GOD I’M BACK TO HYPE! This episode was so full of awesome scenes that picking just one favourite and one that made me most emotiona seems unfair

Incredible improvement. Almost reminded me of Season 1 with all the impact/shockwave flair at times

Was amazing

THIS IS THE BEST BY FAR AND EVERY CHAPTER IS FREAKING GOOD

It was a banger 

One of the best episodes in the ENTIRE SERIES. At first i was skeptical because the cgi often kept throwing me off but i was PLEASENTLY surprised how fantastic the last episode was

it was awesome

So proud of MAPPA with what they've done so far! Appreciate them! 💕

It was breathtaking and MAPPA did tje manga justice!

WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING ACTION MOMENTS WAS YOUR FAVORITE? 237 Responses

Armin making his entrance by blowing up the harbor took the edge this week, with 28.7% most hyped up about the scene. Following closely behind with 26.2% of the vote is Eren using Porco as a nutcracker to eat the War Hammer Titan. 19.8% most enjoyed watching Mikasa fillet Porco’s legs, and 17.3% liked the scene where Sasha and Jean help take down Pieck and the Panzer Unit. 

Jean vs. Pieck was epic!

Levi was so awesome!  It was great hearing his voice again, just everything about him made my day.  this episode was perfect <3

NUTCRACKEREN

WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING MOMENTS MADE YOU FEEL THE MOST EMOTIONAL? 237 Responses

To counter the breathtaking action this week, some scenes also brought out our emotions. 25.7% were most affected by Gabi and Falco desperately calling out for Reiner to save Porco and help them. 20.7% felt the same pain as Mikasa as she watched Eren brutally kill another person. 15.6% were pained to see Armin’s reaction to his horrific action of destroying the harbor. At some smaller percentages, people were also emotionally touched by these scenes, in order: Seeing the Panzer unit’s pictures in their cabins, Porco’s desperate pleas for Eren to stop using him to kill Lara Tybur, and Reiner’s continued desire to end his own life. 

Seeing hange onscreen again has added 100 years to my lifespan.

ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW EERIE DID YOU FIND THIS IMAGE OF THE WAR HAMMER TITAN? 232 Responses

Overall people weren’t too spectacularly creeped out by the haunting image of the War Hammer Titan at the beginning of the episode. About 45.7% of respondents feel they’ve seen things much creepier, while about 33.7% felt it was more close to the thing of nightmares. 20.7% were simply somewhere in the middle.

REGARDLESS OF HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT GABI’S CHARACTER, HER SEIYUU TRULY WENT ALL IN ON HER SCREAMS FOR REINER. ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW BONE CHILLING WAS HER PERFORMANCE? 228 Responses

Gabi’s seiyuu truly sold this scene and the fandom seems to overwhelmingly agree that she did a fantastic job, with nearly 93% of respondents ranking her performance a 4 or 5. Only a small handful were less enthused, finding the screams more annoying than impressive. 

I’m usually a defender of Gabi, but Falco and Gabi’s screaming annoyed the f out of me

SOME FANDOM SPACES SEEM TO BE MORE POSITIVELY RECEPTIVE ABOUT THE CGI IN THIS EPISODE. WHERE DO YOU FALL ON THE SPECTRUM? 225 Responses

After much disappointment in the previous episode’s usage of CGI, people in the fandom are feeling a lot more pleased with it this week, with no one even ranking its usage as a 1. The majority felt that MAPPA did a good job, likely hoping that the trend continues.

I Thought the CGI Section in the opening bits looked incredibly wonky, But after that it was used well.

I've been fairly tepid on the CGI while acknowledging its necessity. However, this episode used in amazingly after I was a bit dissapointed with its use last week. Very satisfied with pretty much everything this episode.

DID MAPPA DO ONYANKOPON JUSTICE? 228 Responses

Onyankopon finally makes his appearance and the fandom is overwhelmingly positive about MAPPA’s character design for him, with just over 87% of respondents either stating they are super happy with the design or that they’re straight up starstruck and in love. Only a small handful felt he could have been done a little better. 

Nailed it! Though I had to come back and see him in the rewatch. Was too focused on Hange and Armin. 

I honestly don’t care as he’s a relatively minor character in the manga

They did onion coupon really damn well

ONION COUPON!!!

He is significantly more bad ass looking than I assumed he would be 

He looks super cool but his voice is too soft. 

He looks even more like Finn than in the manga, and as a John Boyega fan I think that's a good thing!

Onion

Idc about his appearance, hope his character will just be portrayed correctly.

MAPPA HAS AVOIDED KEEPING IN SOME OF THE IMPLICATIONS THAT ZEKE COULD BE WORKING WITH ANYONE BUT MARLEY UP UNTIL THIS POINT. WHAT DO YOU THINK - WILL ANIME ONLY VIEWERS BE THROWN TOTALLY OFF GUARD NEXT WEEK? 223 Responses

One of the joys for some manga readers when the anime seasons are running is seeing the way that our anime-only counterparts react to the story developments. One of the big plot twists next week will be that Zeke was working with Eren/The Survey Corps and people are eagerly anticipating the fan reaction to the revelation. 44.4% feel that anime only watchers will be totally thrown off guard and that MAPPA has done an excellent job of concealing this plot twist. 27.4% feel similarly positive about the fan reactions for this reveal, though a little disappointed there was a bit less room to theorize. 14.8% aren’t sure as they don’t really keep up with anime-only fan reactions, and a few either feel they’ve probably already pieced it together, or just don’t care. 

The Jaw might be down for the count, but jaws will still drop next ep.

I've been watching reactions from anime only people for this season and some are definitely putting together correctly that Zeke is in on the plan.

I listen to an “Anime only” podcast Where are you they literally called Zeke working with Paradis, but I’m not sure about others. 

I've already seen several theorize that Zeke is working with Paradis. The suspicious nature of his death in this episode clinched it for some of them.

Some of them will be surprised, but the ones who watch the anime more carefully and like to think about things most likely know that Zeke might work with Paradis.

MAPPA ADDED PICTURES OF THE PANZER UNIT TO THE INSIDE OF THEIR CABINS. DO YOU THINK THIS MADE THEIR DEATHS MORE EMOTIONAL? 227 Responses

A small addition, but impactful nonetheless. 53.7% felt more saddened about the Panzer Unit’s deaths after seeing how strong their bond with each other was (or, alternatively, how hard all of the boys simped after Pieck). 37.4% agree that it added just a little more depth to the characters, though it ultimately didn’t do anything to move them too much emotionally. A handful don’t care or were just salty about the addition in general. 

Their screen time was short in general. It was a nice touch, definitely made me pause to get a better look and feel a bit bad for them.

That, and them screaming for Pieck as they get blown up :( amazing additions. 

I gotta be honest, I didn't even notice until I saw this question. I was too busy screaming over Sasha being amazing. It's a nice addition though.

Yes. It shows that the marleyan warriors were not emotionless monsters, but they had their lives, families, friends and were normal people overall. I felt really sorry for them. 

I didn't notice until I saw this question, but I do think it adds to the sadness. 

I was upset by their deaths because they and Pieck were a team and looked out for each other

I loved to see it! It really added more to their characters. The entire Panzer unit being Pieck simps, that is. 

They cut out the scene where the bullet actually HIT Carlo.

it just shows once again how complicated attack on titan is and how much their actions have consequences. no side is innocent

ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW DISAPPOINTED ARE YOU THAT MAPPA CUT THE PANEL OF PORCO SANDWICHED BETWEEN BURGER-CONSUMING PIECK AND COFFEE-DRINKING ZEKE? 225 Responses

In the manga, we see a shot of Porco having a meal with Pieck and Zeke while he becomes distraught over the assault on his comrades. MAPPA omitted it, though for the most part fans didn’t really seem to care. Only about 21% of respondents felt something was missing without the small flashback, while the rest were indifferent or felt it never really fit in anyway.

ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW HAPPY ARE YOU ABOUT THE INCLUSION OF AN EXTRA LINE FROM PIECK TELLING FALCO TO RUN AWAY? 228 Responses

As expected of the fandom, they agree that any new Pieck content is good content. Even though it was a small one-liner addition, the vast majority were very pleased with MAPPA’s scripting of this moment. Only a small handful felt it was unnecessary.

EREN USING PORCO AS A NUTCRACKER WAS SOMETHING THAT SURPRISED A LOT OF US WHEN THE CORRESPONDING CHAPTER WAS PUBLISHED. WHICH MEDIU, DO YOU THINK THE SCENE HAD A BIGGER IMPACT IN? 227 Responses

A rare occurrence, but the fandom seems to agree that MAPPA excelled at adapting this scene and made it even more impactful than it was in the manga, with nearly 50% stating that they preferred the anime’s take on this moment. 35.7% feel that the impact was of equal strength in both mediums, and only 10.1% still prefer the original manga portrayal. 

I feel like the anime dragged it out a little bit and some angles were meh bc the cgi was more noticeable. I'll have to go back to the chapter to see how many panels were dedicated to the scene

Porco's seiyuu SOLD it. 

I think both are pretty equal but hearing Porco scream and beg for Eren to stop made it a bit more nerve racking.

titan eren’s face during the nutcracker bit was legit terrifying in a way I can’t quite explain 

The music, the voice acting, the scary CGI attack Titan. This scene was impeccably strong! I give it 100%

I felt more surprised in the manga because i didnt expect it, but in the anime porcos reaction made it more horrifying 

Hearing Porco made it even more impactful

Ngl, I was much more grossed out watching it animated than in manga form. Just all that blood and the swallowing...*shudders*

Eren was absolutely in the right here

The swallowing noises and the weird thick blood was absolutely disgusting 10/10

PIECK AND JEAN ARE CURRENTLY WORKING TOWARD THE SAME GOAL OF KILLING EREN IN CURRENT MANGA EVENTS. DO YOU THINK SHE’S FORGIVEN HIM FOR HIS CONTRIBUTION TO THE ATTACK ON HER AND THE PANZER UNIT DURING THE EVENTS OF THE LIBERIO ATTACK? 225 Responses

Unrelated to the episode itself, but remembering that Jean was partially responsible for the deaths of people Pieck loved was something that had us thinking, and we were curious what others thought as well. 39.1% feel that Pieck would never be able to forgive Jean for his part in the assault, but is big enough to move on and leave it in the past. 25.3% don’t want to make a call either way, as Isayama hasn’t done much to explore this facet of her character. 14.2% feel she’s moved past it completely and has forgiven Jean for his role. Smaller percentages either felt she doesn’t hold him responsible at all, or that she will always resent him and is only working with him insofar as to reach her own goals. 

It's war.

dont care fuck pieck

I mean there's no indication that Isayama has even considered this in my opinion so the answer is completely speculative. So like my answer is "She forgot and moved on" :D

She still has a pain in her heart after losing the Panzer Unit, they were her friends after all. But Pieck is smart and she understand why Jean did that. Also, the world is in fire so she doesn't have a time to think about it now.  

The Alliance characters are not allowed to keep grudges (thought at least it fits for Pieck)

The scene with Panzer Unit was so powerful in anime that it detroyed all my Jeanpiku hopes I had after the last chapter :’) I think Pieck could come to an understanding and blame others more than Jean but I’m not sure if she’s ready to fully forgive

I think that Pieck doesn't hold Jean responsible, understanding that it wasn't personal and just counts it as a tragedy from the war.

Pieck seems to be really understanding character and full of empathy. She’ll forgive Jean as soon as he shows he’s sorry for what happened (and he probably really is as long as he hates the idea of killing people)

WHICH SCENE FROM THE PREVIEW ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO? 233 Responses

We’ve got a heavy episode coming, and a number of things to look forward to. As expected, 40.8% are most anticipating the scene where Sasha dies by Gabi’s gunshot. 31.3% are looking forward to seeing Levi confront and arrest Eren. 23.6% are most looking forward to the big reveal that Zeke was working with Eren all along. Only a small handful are looking forward to the Gabi and Falco content before they board the blimp. 

I'm NOT ready for the next ep...

ADDITIONAL COMMENTS ON THE EPISODE?

This is where the fun begins both in anime only reactions and in seeing fantastic scenes brought to life.  

So good. Chills everywhere. Watched it so many times and still getting chills. The 3 minute sequence starting from Armin blowing up the port up to Pieck falling from the rooftop is mindblowingly good. Perfection. 

I remember being really sad when the WHT left the plot so quickly in the manga because it had the best titan design imo. I know we've seen her again in the recent chapters, but the WHT was even better with Lara seen controlling it. She looked so cool, calm and collected in that crystal the whole time. RIP Lara Tybur :( 

Ost are awesome !

Thought it was the best episode of season 4 so far. They kinda gave Hange the mappa egg head syndrome in their first full face shot though. 

It was phenomenal!! And really, if people still don't understand why Gabi goes off, they have their head in the clouds. Everything was so visceral and I genuinely felt fear for the warriors. It moved so quickly just back to back; I could taste the kids desperation. 

I think ending the episode with Reiner transformed is misleading yet strategic since it will tear apart the audience in the next episode.

This was the best episode by far! For a long time I couldn't get over how awesome the attack on Fort Slava in the first episode was and it remained my favorite, but this episode potrayed the war so well and you could totally feel the terror of the war with them!

So, so, so, so good. I was surprised by how emotional I got over it. Mappa is really making everything hit so hard!

Loved the episode! I believe this adaptation has even improved on some scenes (like Armin's tranformation and Gabi's screams), the ost and voice acting give it so much more power and the CGI looks better than in previous episodes. Really looking forward to ep 8 and the little surprises Mappa will give us with it 

This episode was really great, the 1st to get me truly hyped. I was very disappointed last episode because it felt very underwhelming was I watched it, so much so I didn't even want to participate in the poll last week because there was enough negativity about it out there and I didn't want to add to it. After staying away from others opinions and having watched this week's episode i gave 65 a rewatch and I honestly think it's a good episode, with small flaws here and there. I guess all the negativity can really affect how we perceive this adaptation. I realized I watched that whole episode looking for any moment mappa had messed up, moments that I knew people would complain about. This week I didn't and I enjoyed it a lot more. So even though it may not be like this for everyone, distancing yourself from all of the exaggerated "criticism" might just make you enjoy and appreciate it a lot more. 

I still strongly dislike how the CG Attack Titan looks but this episode looked MUCH better than the previous one and was even better lit, IMO. Armin looked beautiful, the colossal titan looked amazing and Levi looked the best he's ever looked to me. JEAN! He looked so good and so did Sasha! I absolutely love the character design this season and everyone looked fantastic. Loved it!

makes me wish porco hadnt died 

I think that I was so disappointed with the previous episode that I just lowered the bar. Either way I enjoyed this episode. I'm still very disappointed with the music choices and much they faded in the background even during climate scenes. But I did feel a lot better about the CGI specially since the barely used it in this episode aside from the titans. Oh man I cant wait the anime fandom reaction to Sasha getting shot. 

The episode was much better than the previous one. I loved it. I loved the moment of horrifying silence after WHT was eaten. The lack of music made the scene more serious and dreadful. Gabi's seiyuu made an excellent work as well. I didn't know I was going to say that but I think that Armin is pretty hot. In the manga he still has his cute baby looks, but MAPPA made his appearance more mature. Now I feel jealous of Annie ;P

WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES? 215 Responses

Thank you again to everyone who participated!

[cinnbar-bun]

Lucilius NSFW Hcs

It’s 6 am I should not be doing this but :))))))))))))) here we are enjoy your meal. Everything under the cut lord in heaven forgive me. Reader is GN. Lucilius you’re lucky I love you and adore you to the bottom of my heart.

Lucilius is a pillow prince. Sorry, he ain’t putting actual effort unless you piss him off/really get him into the mood.

He’s just very entitled into thinking you’re so lucky to even be having sex with him (although truly, deep down he knows he’s lucky to have you, but he’d be hardpresssed to admit it), coupled with the fact he’s never really had sex before (I’m sorry, Lucilius has never done the devil’s tango. Look at his skinny twig body.)

He’s definitely got a big mouth on him, dirty talk to the max, says the most deprived and nastiest things, like you thought Belial was nasty but he ain’t got nothing on Faasan when you’re going down on him.

He can get verrrry aggressive honestly, especially if he’s angry. He’ll tug your body every which way and probably smack your butt a little. Growls a lot and is panting, and his nails are just clawing at you while he tells you to hurry up.

I really think he’d be a huge fan of oral. I’d even go so far as to say he likes it more than the actual sex. It’s not to say he’d be completely satisfied with only that, but he definitely likes it a lot. This is probably the few times he’d put in a lot of effort into pleasing you, because he wants you to fall apart with simply his mouth or his fingers alone.

I’m just being honest, I don’t think his stamina would be very good, especially with his poor health habits and lack of training. He’s an Astral so he might be a bit better than the average human, but not by a large margin. Going down on you provides him with a chance to overpower you and make you weak, while also making sure you at least come once.

Please don’t shame him when he comes first, it’s going to happen a lot and he will get very angry/embarrassed/whiny about it, to the point where he gets huffy and has a melodramatic tantrum (faasan you himbo, that’s not very sexy!!) If you kiss him softly and tell him that it’s okay, maybe even caress his arms or body a bit, he might be a bit more invigorated and be more inclined to help you out.

I feel like he’s just very tired a lot of the times, so even when he’s in the mood, he’s not really in ‘the mood’ to do some hardcore things. On a normal day he’d just want you riding him or something while he sits on his chair and then pass out right after, but when he’s really in the mood, he’ll be at it for a while and do plenty of different things. Very experimental in that stage.

Okay I’m not saying he is into it....but he kinda is.... clone fricking. I’m just saying, more of you to serve him??? Well, who’s he to deny all of you that chance??? Certainly not him. Tries to take control but honestly you can shut him up pretty easily and he lets you have your way.

Can I just say it? I’m saying it- this man is a sub. I get y’all want your feral dog to top you (I do too, as a certified feral fricker) but he just...really isn’t the most likely to top. Not only is he tired and entitled, he just wants to sit back and see you work your magic on him. There’s something equally pleasurable/frustrating as seeing you have this control over him (even though he tries to act like he is with the way he talks to you and gives you commands- but then you make his voice hit a high note and he’s flustered and shuts up), this isn’t something he’d allow just anyone to do. This is a reminder to him that both of you are connected together, and this is a huge, huge, huge sigh that he trusts you if he’s allowing you to ride him so damn good be with him like this.

He prolly has a lot of dirty dreams, but he’d never outright admit it. There’s a recurring one where he does you in the garden, with a chance of getting caught (perhaps even getting caught in the dream) and if it weren’t for his pride he probably would’ve had you there in real life.

Very fond of your: fingers, thighs, and chest (everyone has a chest, I’m not referring to simply a female’s breasts). Your thighs and your chest are so,,,,soft he just likes smooshing his face into them and hiding there. Your fingers are ,,,,, delicate,,,,, he flushes as you drag your nails down his chest. He lives for them.

Wants you to be very vocal. While he wants you loud to cover up his (frankly, very loud) voice, he also gets such a huge ego at hearing you scream his name or tell him how much you want him. I mean, his theme song doesn’t say ‘give praise’ for no reason. He’s got a big praise kink. Under his mask of an angry science guy, he really does want to feel special to someone, and to you especially, so hearing you say how much you love him/ love what he’s doing, it really makes his heart (and other parts) swell. His cheeks are flushed red and he’s panting a bit, but he cracks a smirk to the best of his ability and strokes your head before saying ‘of course you do.’ (Is this too self indulgent? Is it? I just want my feral man okay!!!)

He has his days where he acts like he’s some good Christian boy who is following the path of Jesus and is like ‘wwhhaaattt! Seeeexxx???? But that’s baaad!!!’ Then he has his other days where there is 0% shame, would probably do you on his desk while Belial is trying to give his report (please, for everyone’s sake, stop him).

I think he’d be a fan of you wearing lingerie or costumes. You dresssed up all like this for him, and he wants to reward you for being such a good lover! But then he starts complaining when he has to take it off because ‘Ughhhhhhh I have to put EFFORT and WORK’. I think if you want the best of both worlds, just use ribbon. Just plain ribbon. He loves that it’s covering some parts of you, while also being easy to tear up.

I should prolly stop these right now before I get too carried away and make a whole book series on faasan :))))) I should do that honestly....

[marril96]

The Fangirl and the Star

Chapter 2: If This Was a Fanfiction

Pairing: Rowena x reader

Summary: You and Rowena meet up, and things get steamy.

Warning: NSFW

Editor: @oswinthestrange

You had just enough time to take a quick shower, throw on fresh, clean clothes, and run out the door in a hurry before the clock struck seven. You didn't even eat lunch, and, strangely enough, you didn't feel hungry. Food seemed to be of no importance. Your stomach was empty, but instead of churning with hunger it fluttered with thousands of butterflies batting their little wings, a swarm of pleasant vibrations that still, even hours later, made you tremble.

Rowena MacLeod, the star of The CW's highest rated show, the superstar of your daydreams, was waiting at you at her hotel.

It still seemed unreal, unnatural, more like a fantasy than reality. You'd pinched yourself a few times throughout the day just to make sure it wasn't a dream.

It was as real as the moon hanging in the sky, full and bright, lighting up the streets you walked on your way to your meeting place.

Hotel Allure towered over all other buildings in its vicinity. Huge and white, it almost glowed in the dark. It looked like one of the hotels Ruth, Rowena's character, would stay in and use magic to get out of paying for it. It certainly was pricey. You didn't have to look at the price tag to know that. Its grandiose interior, and lush, rich exterior, proved it.

You gave Rowena's room's door a tentative knock. Your heart beat wildly as if in a race, guaranteed to win it even at the price of your death. Despite your best efforts to remain calm and collected, you were shaking. Shivers bubbled up over your skin, hairs standing straight and sharp like needles. The back of your neck was on fire, nervous tingles spilling down your back in a cascade of lava, boiling you from the inside bit by bit, cell by cell, nerve by nerve.

This couldn't be real. It just couldn't. Yet it was, and Rowena was right there behind that polished white door, and you didn't know how to process that. You'd had hours, and you still hadn't found a way to put everything in perspective, to get yourself to accept the reality that felt more like a daydream than any daydream you'd ever conjured up. Rowena had chosen you. She'd openly flirted with you and had eventually invited you over to her hotel room. Those were facts.

Or maybe you'd fainted before you'd gotten to say that first "Hi" and all of this was a very realistic lucid dream, and instead of in Rowena's hotel you were sprawled on a hospital bed, drooling on a pillow while your friends and family were in the process of losing their minds with worry in an overcrowded, smelly waiting room.

The door opened, and with it your thoughts shattered like glass, returning you back to the reality that was very much real. Rowena stood by the door. She was clad in a dress that was so red that it might have been made of blood. The fabric looked soft, and hugged her every curve perfectly, as if it was molded to the shape of her body. Thick, curly locks of hair fell over her shoulders like crimson waterfalls. Her lips were a darker red, blood that had dried, and the matching polish adorned her long nails, painted fresh, clean, flawless. She looked mesmerizing.

You, on the other hand, looked as if you'd thrown on the first pieces of clothing you could get your hands on and left the house in a hurry without even looking yourself in the mirror.

"I knew you would come," Rowena said. Her voice matched her look; classy, regal, that delicious accent thick in every word.

This was an opportunity of a lifetime. Who wouldn't come? You blushed as if someone had spilled boiling water in your face. "Hi, Rowena," you said shyly, like a good, honest girl.

Good, honest girls didn't meet with strangers for offers of one night stands.

Screw them, you decided. Like Rowena's character had said in season one, nice girls were pathetic. Here was to evil skanks!

Rowena flashed you her thousand watt smile that made you melt. "Hello, darling," she said sweetly, genuinely, as if this was just a normal friendly visit.

Maybe for her it was. For you it was anything but.

"Come on it."

She stepped aside, movements graceful as that of a dancer, and opened the door wide. Wrapping your arms around yourself nervously, you walked in. The room was as fancy as the rest of the hotel, furniture polished, antique yet new-looking, paintings of artists unknown adorning the spotless white walls. A queen-sized bed stood by the wall; you eyed it cautiously, took in the silky sheets the same color as Rowena's lipstick, and blushed harder. Was this where it would happen? Would it happen at all?

"You like?" Rowena asked, noticing your stare.

You flinched as if she'd pinched you. "Yeah. It's a beautiful room." Beautiful was an understatement. There were no words to truly describe the beauty, the sheer elegance of it. It fit a queen like Rowena perfectly. Whoever had booked it knew her well.

"My favourite part is the bed," she said, a meaningful smile spreading over her mouth. "And the bath, of course."

You felt as if you'd spontaneously combusted, so close to death's door. This woman would be the end of you. "It's really pretty," you said shyly. An image of you wrapped up in those crimson sheets and Rowena's pale arms and legs flashed in your mind for a brief moment. You shook it away. It was too early for that. Maybe you'd gotten this all wrong. Maybe she didn't want to sleep with you after all.

If that was the case, why would she invite you over? Why would she flirt with you? Why would she dress up the way you'd often had Ruth dress up in your fanfictions, complete with red nails you found incredibly hot, and give you that smile that suggested more than any words ever could?

"Come sit." Rowena motioned for the bed, that smile never leaving her mouth. Small but brilliant. Secretive yet open like a book.

You did as she asked. The bed was soft. You could imagine yourself lying in it, sleeping in it tangled in her arms as her heart slowly beat against your ear like a lullaby. Rowena had already slept in it. The realization made your heart skip a beat. You were sitting on a place she'd slept, a place where she was most vulnerable. A place where you would most likely lie very, very soon. You wondered if the sheets smelled like her. If, if the two of you ended up having sex, you would smell like her. You hoped so.

"Would you like anything?" Rowena asked. "Water? Juice? Wine?"

"A glass of water, please." Your mouth felt as if stuffed with cotton. You needed relief.

"Coming right up."

She handed you your water, in her hand a glass half-filled with burgundy liquid. You gulped down half the glass. She slowly sipped her wine, taking you in, watching you like a predator carefully observing their prey in search of weaknesses. Ready to strike at any given opportunity.

"I'm really glad you came, Y/N," Rowena said, breaking the short silence that had befallen you.

"I-me, too," you muttered. Not many would miss an opportunity like this.

She grinned. "Tonight is going to be so much fun."

A new rush of heat swept over you, burned at your cheeks like a hard slap. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," Rowena said happily. "Anything you want." She winked and purred, "Anything."

Expect her to be naughty. You took a breath for courage. "Do you always invite strangers to your hotel room?"

"No," she said, and her tone screamed honesty. She wasn't lying. "Just you."

This piqued your interest. "Why me?"

"Because you're special."

"How so?" What made you more special than all the other girls and boys who adored her just as much, if not more?

Rowena sighed. "You seem like such a dedicated fan. Your art and stories are wonderful. And the posts you make You really know how to make a girl feel wanted."

Posts?

Oh, god. Oh, god. Oh, god.

The posts! She'd seen the posts. It made sense; she'd discovered your Tumblr, and it was only natural that she'd browsed it. And, in the process, had come across the posts you'd made about her. Objectifying her. Talking about what you wanted to do to her, what you wished she'd do to you. Pouring your heart out, all your fantasies out in the open behind the protection of anonymity and far away from her. Or so you'd thought.

Your throat tightened as if someone had squeezed it. You took a sip of water. "I'm sorry," you said quietly.

"Don't be," Rowena said, and she meant it. "We've all got our fantasies."

True, but usually the object of said fantasies didn't stand in front of you and watched you like you were a fancy meal on a platter.

"You seemed so invested in me," she continued. "I wanted to meet you, but we never happened to be in the same state." She made a face of distaste. "This country is awfully large. Then I saw you talk about going to my panel, and I finally had my chance."

You felt as if you'd just been hit by a truck. Rowena wanted to meet you. Despite all the inappropriate things you'd written about her, about her character, she wanted to meet you. It took all you self-control to keep a scream from tearing free. She had really chosen you. Out of thousands of people, she had chosen you.

"The purple hex bag was a nice idea, don't you think?" she asked.

You nodded. Nice idea, indeed. Very sneaky. Very her. "Why?"

"You're a fascinating girl, Y/N.," she said honestly. "I wanted to see what you were like behind the screen name."

"By inviting me over for sex?" you blurted out.

"By giving you my room number," she corrected. "What happens is entirely up to you. We can talk. We can dine. We can pretend this never happened and go our separate ways. Or we can have sex. It's your choice."

You gulped. "My choice?"

Rowena laughed. "Did you think I was going to force you? I can assure you, my dear, I've never done such a thing, and I don't plan on starting now."

Your cheeks flushed, this time from embarrassment. She wouldn't hurt you. She was practically a stranger, but you knew you were safe with her. Yes, she was intimidating, and yes, being around her made you feel like she had more control over your body than you, but she wasn't a threat. She didn't feel like a threat.

A threat to your sanity, perhaps, but not to your safety.

"I didn't mean it like that," you said timidly.

"I know, dear." A chuckle slipped free from her ruby lips, a perfect match to the teasing in her tone. She liked to play games, liked to rile you up, push limits just to see how much you could take. She liked to drive you to the edge and look over to see if you would fall.

"Um, I…" What were you going to say? You weren't sure. Other than her being here and driving you insane, you weren't sure of anything anymore.

Rowena cocked her head to the side, beckoning for you to continue. "Yes?"

"I'd like to stay." You had to force the words out, throat tight and dry as if stuffed with cotton. You sipped on your water to relieve the pressure, but it didn't do much. "Here. With you."

Her face lit up. "It pleases me immensely to hear that."

You wanted to please her very immensely. You didn't dare say it out loud.

"So," she said, "what would you like to do?"

Kill me now! "Um…"

"There's plenty of activities we can engage in," she said, suggestion clear in her tone. She raised an eyebrow. "Or are you interested in one particular activity?"

You wanted to disappear off the face of the earth and never be seen again. "I am," you said in a voice that was supposed to be confident but ended up coming out as a squeak much alike that of an appliance in need of severe oiling.

Rowena laughed heartily, with the same confidence you lacked. "Of course you are! You're a girl who knows what she wants, aren't you?"

"I suppose."

"We're not so different, you and I," she said.

You looked up at her, curious. "How so?"

"We both know what we want, and we take it no matter what."

"I don't know about that," you said shyly. "Wanting, sure, but I don't think I'm all that good at taking."

She raised an eyebrow. "You're here, aren't you?"

"Yeah, but…" But you'd only taken advantage of the opportunity she'd laid out in front of you. It was as much taking what you wanted as it was accepting a desired but unrequested present.

"But nothing," Rowena said. She finished her wine and set her glass aside, her eyes, so big, so green, so cat-like you, for a second, wondered if they glowed in the dark, burning into yours with the intensity of a thousand fires. You felt small under her gaze, vulnerable, exposed. She seemed to sense it, and it amused her to no end. It wasn't just her eyes that were reminiscent of a cat's — all of her was. And you were the mouse, captured, wounded, helpless in your attempts to get away for she was in power, she was in control, and she was too hungry to let you escape. But first she wanted to play.

The only difference was, you wanted to play, too. You were just too much of a coward to make the first move.

Luckily for you, you didn't have to. Rowena walked over to you, stroll slow, careful, confident just like back on the stage a few hours ago. You looked her over as she stopped, took her in in all her regal glory. She was a statue of red, elegant, beautiful, the finest work of art you'd ever laid your eyes on. The flowery scent followed her every move, radiated off her; you breathed it in, made a note to sear it into your brain. You never wanted to forget it. You never wanted to forget her.

"Go on, love," she purred deliciously, sending your body into overdrive, "take it."

It took you a few seconds to regain your composure. "W-what?"

"This is what you want, isn't it?" Her perfectly manicured red fingernail trailed from her breasts down to her stomach. "What you've always wanted?"

You gulped. "I-yes." It came out as a whisper, but she heard it and smiled.

"Then take it. It's yours." She brought a hand to your cheek and stroked it, cupped it with utmost tenderness. You shivered at the touch, then leaned into it, savoring the sensation. "What was it you said in one of your posts? What did you want to do to me?"

Talking about it was one thing. Doing it was something completely different. Besides, it was just a fantasy. You never thought you'd get a chance to act on it with the woman herself.

"You can do it," Rowena continued. "That and so much more. Tonight, I'm all yours, darling."

Heat rushed to your cheeks, spilled through your body like poison. Could you really do it? Would she really let you touch her like that, let you take control?

"Are you sure?" you asked.

"Aye," she replied. "This is your night. You make all the rules."

No pressure or anything.

"Don't be shy," she said, noticing your confliction. She leaned down, nose almost touching yours, cheek brushing against yours, and whispered, "If this was a fanfiction, what would you do?"

You willed yourself to meet her eyes. There was confidence in them, that same challenge that always seemed to be there. Do it, it said. Take me. She wanted it, wanted you just as much as you wanted her. Wanted you to take the first step, to make the first move, to do with her as you pleased just like in your fanfictions. Just like in your deepest, most private fantasies.

You stood up. Your legs were trembling, but they managed to keep you upright without an issue. Taking a deep breath for courage, you laid your hands on Rowena's shoulders. The fabric of her dress was soft underneath your fingers, tender, finest silk indeed. You slowly slid your hands down her arms, then ran them back up, taking her in, feeling her, absorbing her.

Rowena's eyes followed your movements like a hawk, an amused smile flickering on her mouth. You ignored her, focusing solely on exploring her. You leaned forwards, praying to all deities you could think of to remain in one piece, and pressed a kiss to her cheek. The contact sent shockwaves through your mouth, spreading all over your body like a very potent poison. Her skin was impossibly soft, softer than the fabric of her dress, delicate, gentle.

"You're so soft," you blurted the thoughts out loud.

Rowena smiled, coy and seductive. "And you're precious."

You blushed at the compliment. Your eyes fell to her mouth, slightly parted and swollen. Your lips itched to kiss it; you licked them, bit the bottom one for a second, contemplating whether to go for it. Usually, in your daydreams, Rowena was the one to make the first move.

But this wasn't a daydream, you thought with a sudden rush of confidence, and Rowena had given you the go-ahead.

Willing all doubt and fear away, you pressed your lips to hers. She returned the kiss right away, deepened it, trapped you in it. Your mouth felt like it was on fire, heat bubbling up in places she touched, in places she marked and claimed and took as if they were hers. You kissed back ferociously, reclaimed control. She let you, gave herself away to your will, to your mercy. Fireworks of pleasure exploded in you as you explored her mouth. She tasted sweet and fresh, honey and mint, flowers and morning air, and once again you were reminded of sunlit meadows filled with crickets and bees, with birds chirping happily in the distance, announcing the rebirth of nature, its glorious awakening.

What awakened within you was a new rush of heat, this one pooling down in your belly, sinking lower, lower, almost reaching your most sensitive place. You pressed your thighs together, itching for friction. Itching for Rowena to give it to you, the ultimate present. The mere thought of it sent your pussy into a throbbing fit, slick drenching your panties.

"God," you breathed, parting to inhale a breath, or several. Rowena gave a small laugh, cocky as ever, a wordless tease. You shot her a look that was supposed to be menacing, but, going by the face she made in response, ended up making you look like a hissing kitten. "Is rough okay?"

"It's more than okay," she said, then purred in that way that made your pussy drip harder, "Your night, remember?"

"Good."

You shoved her on the bed a tad more roughly than intended, a punishment for her misbehavior. Rowena let out a small gasp, surprised. Then she chuckled and, tilting her head up, shot you a look that was equal parts challenging and defiant. Do your worst, it said. You certainly intended to try.

You straddled her. She looked so small underneath you, so fragile. A book with a cover that wasn't to be trusted. You kissed her again, urging another surge of delight to overcome you. You never wanted to stop kissing her, never wanted to be away from her again. She was like a drug; tasty, delicious, addictive. And just like a drug, you never wanted to give her up. You, all of you, wanted her, craved her, needed her like air. She was essential to your survival. You had to have her. She had to be yours.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Rowena teased.

She had no idea. You broke the kiss, sucked in deep breaths to get your thoughts in order, then, straightening up, looked her over. She was beautiful. So, so beautiful. And tonight she was all yours. Your fingers twisted in the neckline of her dress, knuckles brushing against her breasts. "Can I rip it?"

She giggled delightedly. "You can do anything you want. Anything."

The last word came out as a whisper, a seductive little taunt. You shivered at the prospect. Ripping off clothes was a common trope in fanfiction. You never imagined you would get a chance to do it in real life.

You never imagined you would get a chance to have sex with Rowena MacLeod in real life.

Sometimes, wishes did come true.

Looking Rowena over one last time to savor the view, you gave the fabric a tight, sharp tug. The dress tore in the middle, down the length of her body. You barely suppressed a gasp as a sea of pale, freckled flesh emerged from the cocoon of red. She was even more beautiful uncovered. You helped her wiggle out of the remnants of her dress and tossed the ruined thing aside, then glued your eyes back to her body. A blood-red lacy bra hid her small, supple breasts. She wore a matching pair of panties, and equally red pumps with heels so thin and sharp they could be used as weapons.

"Like what you see?" Rowena asked.

"Love," you corrected, eliciting a laugh. More than loved. Adored. You hoped the memory of her like this, pale and exposed and yours, would never fade from your mind.

"I was hoping you'd say that."

"Well, aren't you fishing for compliments."

"I would never!" she said dramatically.

Of course not. You laughed. "You're fucking perfect."

She raised an eyebrow. "Somebody's confident."

You blushed, shyness returning with a vengeance. "Just being honest."

"I like that in a woman."

God, you hoped so. You hoped you — what you were doing to her — were what she liked in a woman.

Feeling overdressed, your clothes suddenly tight and glued to your body like a second skin, you reached to remove your shirt. You stopped midway through, nervous, self-conscious. Your body was way, way less perfect than Rowena's. What if she didn't like it? What if the mere sight of your bare flesh disgusted her, made her laugh out loud and cruel and shove you off like a piece of trash, finding you undeserving to touch the perfection that was her?

One look from her told you that wouldn't happen. There was understanding in her eyes, anticipation, encouragement. She wanted to see you, the real you. Wanted to feel your bare, imperfect body against her own. Wanted to take you in the same way you did her. She gave a small nod, a wordless go ahead. You returned it and threw your shirt over your head. Her smile widened at the sight of you, genuinely amazed.

"You're beautiful, darling," she said, soaking your bare form in like a sponge, searing it into her mind.

"T-thank you," you muttered.

You quickly got rid of your shoes and pants and faced her again, seeking more approval, more praise. You got it in the form of a grin.

"Beautiful," she said again. The word rang true in your mind, the first time you'd ever accepted a compliment as fact. You knew hers was genuine. Even though your body lacked her glamor, even though your clothes were cheap and your underwear was mismatched and your legs weren't as smooth and soft as hers, she wanted you all the same. Craved you. Yearned for you. "Get rid of this, would you? I want to see you."

You trailed the path of her gaze to your bra and blushed. Breathing in for courage, you tossed the offending garment away, exposing your breasts.

"Just beautiful," Rowena said for the third time, watching you, your breasts, your entire body, in awe. "My, aren't you a sight for sore eyes!"

"Glad you like."

"Love," she spoke your words back to you, a perfect, delicious echo.

"Let's see you, too, shall we?"

You didn't wait for a response, tearing her bra open and tossing it over your shoulder. Her breasts were small, a perfect fit for your hands. You brought your palms to them, clasped them over them, massaged the warm mounds of flesh. Rowena gasped underneath you, overwhelmed with the sensations. Weak to your touch, bare to your mercy. It was a wonderful sight.

Her nipples were hard as marble. You took them between your fingers, twisted them, eliciting another pleasured gasp.

"That's it, darling," she moaned, arching her back, pushing her breasts firmly against your hands.

"You like that?"

"Mhhm."

A tinge of pride, of accomplishment, bloomed up in your chest at the confirmation. You twisted her nipples again, gave her breasts one final squeeze, then settled lower. Your finger traced an invisible line down her body, sliding from her left breast to the hem of her panties. It stopped abruptly, froze in place along with the rest of your body.

You were so close. So close to the most intimate part of her. So close to making your daydreams come true. A sudden rush of panic welled up in your chest, hot and suffocating. What if you weren't good enough? Why it you couldn't pleasure her the way she wanted, the way she deserved? What if you didn't know how?

One look at Rowena's blissful face chased all your doubts away.

You could do this. She wouldn't have chosen you if you couldn't, wouldn't have given you this chance. She trusted you.

You wouldn't disappoint her.

You ripped the panties off and discarded them along with the rest of her garments. Her pussy was smooth and pale as the rest of her. Beautiful. Enticing. Inviting.  You brought a finger to it, slid it down to rest along the tip of her clit. Rowena flinched, a breathy moan breaking from her mouth.

"Girl," she warned.

You had to smirk. "What?"

"Don't tease."

Feeling spiteful, you pressed your finger harder into her clit, then curled it against it, touch equal parts rough and welcoming. She let out a hiss, pained, wanton. A glare settled in her eyes.

You couldn't hold back a laugh. "Not so fun being teased, is it?" Now she knew how you — how thousands of her fans all over the world — felt.

"Mean," she whined.

"You deserve it."

She contemplated it for a moment, then a small smile grazed her mouth. "I suppose I do."

"Now who's teasing?" you asked.

"Still you."

"Sure." You made a circular motion against her clit, then another, and another, each earning a hiss.

"Don't start what you won't finish," she warned in-between moans.

"Who says I won't finish it?"

Quite contrary — you were looking forwards to finishing it.

You cupped her pussy in your hand and slid your middle finger into it, rubbed it against it. She was hot, wet, slick with want, with anticipation. You grinned.

"You're soaking."

Gulping, Rowena shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "I'm a woman. I have needs."

"You're a desperate woman," you told her.

"Perhaps," she allowed. The smirk was back on her mouth, naughty and daring. "What are you going to do about it?"

"Things."

She snorted, and you rolled your eyes in response.

"Those things had better be good."

"Or what?"

"Payback's a bitch, dear."

"Exactly my point," you whispered and pressed a finger to her clit again, forcing her body to twitch underneath you. You had to laugh. It felt good to be the one in power.

"Lass!" she hissed.

You ignored her, settling between her legs. Her pussy was on full display, beautiful and wet, an exquisite artwork in a gallery. You got to work right away, spreading her legs wide as you dove for her mound of heat. You licked and sucked, explored, devoured, gave in to all your cravings, set them free as you roamed her pussy. She was delicious, salty and sweet and everything nice. You sucked up her juices, licked her clean, mouth burning with hunger. You wanted more, more, more, and as you worked, you got it on a silver platter.

Rowena was a mess of gasps and moans. She writhed underneath you, shook and trembled, body lost to sensations. You held her in place by her thighs, fingers sinking into the delicate flesh. There was a scar on her right inner thigh; you traced the perfect little imperfection, seared its shape into your brain, never to forget it again.

It wasn't long before her orgasm hit. Slick spilled down in a heated explosion, happy, pleasured screams tearing free from her mouth. She was a vocal lover, and you loved it, loved every screech she let free and tremble of her out-of-control body. You did this to her. You made her weak. You made her want you. The thought was exciting.

You lapped up all juices she gave you, slowly working her through the high, helping her come down from it. She was panting, gasping for breaths that were never enough, that never satisfied her lungs. She was so weak. So fragile. So defenseless. You crawled up and kissed her, sharing her juices. She took you in, brought a trembling hand to the back of your head to bring you closer, to press your mouth harder against hers.

You plopped down on the bed beside her as you parted, worked up, tired. "You okay?"

"Never been better," she said in-between deep breaths. Tilting her head sideways, she looked you in the eyes with admiration. "You were wonderful, Y/N."

Heat prickled at your cheeks. "I tried."

"You more than tried," she insisted. "I expected you to be skilled, but this… Darling, you're a professional!"

"Not really," you said, desperately trying to hide your embarrassment. "I'm not really experienced." Most of your knowledge about sex came from fanfiction. Some of which you'd written yourself, following the other writers' examples. "I just got lucky, I guess."

"If you say so," Rowena said with a roll of her eyes. "And for the record, if anyone got lucky, if was me." The cocky smile was back.

You responded with one of your own.

Suddenly, Rowena rose up and swung a leg over you, straddling you. Her hands squeezed your wrists, pinning them to the bed around your head. "My turn," she said when you gave her a strange look.

Oh, right. Amidst the ruckus of emotions, you almost forgot.

She kissed you, lips trailing from your mouth and down to your neck. A wet, burning trail remained in their wake, searing into your skin like a permanent scar. She kissed and nibbled all over your neck, claiming you, marking you, making it loud and clear she was in charge now and you, all of you, body and heart and mind, belonged to her. Your skin singed wherever she touched, a promise of bruises, red and purple and hers, to blossom later on.

Rowena's hands found your breasts, squeezed them, kneaded them. Her mouth fell atop each erect nipple, sucking and biting, making you scream out in need.

"You taste so good," she commented.

Her tongue slid down your body, all the way over to your belly. Wet saliva glistened on your skin, burning like acid.

"So good."

She slid your panties down your legs, sparing them a quick look before throwing them away, a naughty smirk playing on her mouth.

"Someone's eager," she teased. "Or shall I say desperate?"

"Guilty," you breathed.

"Oh, I know, darling."

She lowered her mouth to your pussy, kissed it hard, hungry. A shout escaped you before you could try to stop it, the sensation overwhelming, too hard to resist. You kicked your legs, and Rowena's hands were quickly on them, pinning them down with ease.

"Good girl," she cooed. "You're a good girl, aren't you?"

"I don't know," you said honestly.

"You are," Rowena said. "My good, sweet girl."

Her tongue was on you, inside you, roaming you from the inside out, exploring every bit of you, every fold, every little bundle of nerves. You gripped the sheets so hard your knuckles hurt, desperate for balance, for something to keep you grounded. Rowena's mouth was magic. She took your clit into it, sucked on it, gently bit down, eliciting another scream. Your insides were on fire, heat in your belly sliding lower, dangerously lower, begging for release.

"Yes," you gasped.

She worked your clit harder, twisted her tongue around it, pressed it into it. You were at her mercy, completely hers, a puppet dependant on her to pull the right strings.

She did, and soon a surge of pleasure washed over you, spilling from you like a geyser. You screamed incoherently, high on delight, high on release she'd given you. Her name sneaked in-between the screams, a joy, a gratitude. Rowena relished in it, soaking up the compliment like a sponge. She slurped up all your juices, licked your pussy clean and thorough, then laid back down beside you. Her lips found yours in a sweet kiss, another exchange of fluids, a gift of taste.

"God," you breathed. "Oh, god." You collapsed on her, head resting on her chest. Her heart beat steadily against your ear, a soft, soothing melody. "That was…"

"Wonderful?" she prompted.

"Fucking wonderful," you corrected.

"Even better." A small chuckle, then her face grew serious. "How are you feeling, love?"

"I'm tired," you replied. Tired and spent and completely and utterly exhausted.

Rowena gave a nod of understanding. "Why don't you go to sleep? You've worked so hard. You deserve a rest."

"I can sleep here?" you asked, shocked.

"Why of course! Did you think I was going to kick you out?"

You didn't dare say that was exactly what you thought. That, now that she'd had her fun, she would throw you out on the streets like trash and order you to keep what happened tonight to yourself. It wasn't like you had anyone to tell. Who would believe a fan claiming she'd slept with her favorite celebrity? You would become a laughingstock, just another in a long line of fangirls making things up for attention.

"You're free to spend the night," Rowena said seriously. "My flight is tomorrow afternoon. If you'd like, we could have breakfast together."

"I'd like that," you said. What better way to spend a Sunday morning than having breakfast with your crush? "Rowena?"

"Hm?"

"Is tonight gonna have to be a secret?"

"Do you want it to be?"

You thought it through. You would love for the world to know you had sex with Rowena MacLeod, something so many fans wanted and would never get. People would be awed and mesmerized and…

And jealous.

And jealousy led to hate. Which led to harassment and insults.

You could already picture the words, ugly, accusatory, malicious, peering at you from the screen, plastered under every post you'd ever published, your every social media profile filled with nothing but nasty spam and hate mail.

Slut. Whore. Shameless. Gross. Disgusting.

You couldn't subject yourself to that. Not willingly. Not if there was a way to avoid it.

"Yes," you said. "I'm not ashamed of you, not at all, I just—"

She interrupted your rambling. "I know. The internet can be a cruel place."

"It can."

"Thank you for tonight," she suddenly said.

You stared at her, surprised. "I should be thanking you."

"Why, you're very welcome, darling," she said with a giggle. It was adorable. "Would you like to meet again?"

More surprise. The woman was intent on giving you a heart attack. "You wanna see me again?"

"Aye. May I contact you if I happen to be in town?"

"Of course!" you fired rapidly.

"Excellent. Maybe next time we can have dinner together. Make it proper."

"I'd like that," you said. You would like that very much.

She kissed your temple, a soft brush of lips over skin. "Sleep tight, my darling."

"Will you stay with me?" you asked.

"Of course. I'm not going anywhere."

She wrapped her arms around you, held you to her. You closed your eyes, relaxing in her embrace, bathing in the soothing warmth of her body pressed against you. Darkness took you over in a manner of minutes, welcome, needed. Just like reality, your dreams consisted of Rowena holding you, kissing you, talking sweetly to you. All the while, the soft lull of her heartbeat thundered in the background. You were at peace, at home, and you wanted to stay here forever.

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hellraiser 3 funtime carnival, pt 2

PREVIOUSLY

so my dude @yvenly, unbeknownst to me, loves a hellraiser and has a fuckin shirt of the scary man that he was wearing while reading the first part. jake assures me that the scary man is not going to come and get me and nothing i own is haunted. i trust jake, so fortunately i am able to continue what i started to do the other night, which is watch a scary gory movie starring a space angel. i can confirm it is both gory and scaring me. let me remind you, me, and god that i am only 20 minutes into it, and it took exactly 6 minutes to get to the point where i was gently pissing myself. i shudder to think what the remaining hour and ten minutes hold.

i would very much enjoy if it held more of this:

and less deep crimson rivers, but i know i'm wishing for too much.

hot topic is making breakfast, terribly. this charred, molten husk, for instance, lying atop a burner, is either toast or a severed steak. i think it's toast. everything is burning and she should stop. now, just last night, hot topic was bumming smokes, recklessly flipping curtains open, sitting on the couch weird, and emptying the contents of her backpack all over the floor. but now all of a sudden it's "hey what's up let me make breakfast", so, great, now i'm invested in this blossoming love story. god, what if hot topic dies??? i don't think i could handle that. she and joey are friends now! hot topic's trying to make her food to repay her kindness! it's all fine with me as you might guess.

hot topic's name actually is... terry... or teri... or something. hmmmm. i like to imagine the mental force of will required to not constantly go "yeah?" at your own name not being used to address you. acting!

here's where it starts to cross over into the gay danger zone, when hot topic says it's her first time cooking. and the turn of phrase she uses is that she's a... kitchen... virgin...?

is that... so...?

joey offers to boil some water and says it's a specialty of hers and they laugh awkwardly like two heteros having a hetero time. joey also starts to make a suggestion to hot topic, and i thought to myself, "is she going to tell her to go watch cartoons?" and that's Exactly what she fucking did. i bet hot topic is a big fan of the snorks.

that cookbook appears to be campbell's microwave cookbook, which is wonderful on about 15 different levels. microwave cookbook being levels one through ten.

hot topic dances on the edge of the gay event horizon by sneaking a peek in joey's closet Come On Now is this for real

and joey is apparently not that great with toast either so i don't know how these girls are going to feed each other after they defeat the hellraiser and get married.

one LITTLE detail left out until the change in camera angle is that hot topic isn't wearing any pants. that seems like it was pretty important information for me to have, for the f/f hellraiser 3 fanfic i am now writing.

everything is all fine and dandy until the music starts going again and hot topic gets upset. she really loves it here. she wants the movie to flip into a lesbian romcom instead of being the mind-crushing hack-and-slash that it is. you guys what if she gets hacked and slashed?! oh god i don't want it

"uhhh a guy's head exploded in the first six minutes; we can't go back." yes, joey has to solve this mystery, which, i mean, she's braver than me; if i watched a guy get blasted all over the hospital walls after chains pulled his head apart i'd have a repressed memory that wouldn't resurface until years and years later, at which point i'd pass out in the grocery store as a grown adult with kids or something, and when i came to i'd remember the hell out of it and wouldn't stop screaming until my vocal chords snapped.

oh my good god

there's something important happening here but all i heard was "we're going shopping." forrrrrr strap-ons?

oh, they came to the hobo man's art gallery that's only open at night, and that i keep calling the pyramidhead gallery in my head. also check out those pants. yikesaroo! i can hear 1992's sears catalog calling from a landfill!

gracious me this whole ensemble! noooo.

"maybe they're closed." they're not closed, they just cannot let you in dressed like you belong in a parade on stilts. it will offend the art and we'll have more bad guys roaming around in the spooky shadows.

some man with a dog across the street says the pyramidhead gallery is closed every day, except for he apparently doesn't know it's open exclusively at 12:01 am. he says it's been there for months, closed. hot topic says that's bs; her boyfriend just bought something there last week. ew so the boyfriend that threw her out is imitation danny zuko. girl, run far away because that guy's busy communing with unholy messenger rats.

then for no reason at all, this poor pup gets dragged away by its neck, growling because dogs know stuff. does the dog also know its owner is an irresponsible sack of shit who needs to learn what a proper harness is? sheesh.

"chill," hot topic says. "there's a back door, right?" and then she pulls a lock pick out of her tits. like, not on a chain or anything, so i guess it was just resting freely in her cleavage. another important detail for my fanfiction.

there are more ugly paintings inside but joey gets right down to business and finds a file drawer that's pretty much exactly like every file drawer we have at work. just full of accordion folders with papers shoved in them.

"ughhh," joey says, "this is gonna take Forever." i literally... had that moment with my boss at work yesterday trying to find some paperwork. but it's not gonna take forever, not with the music going, it's not...!

the most illuminating revelation is that the gallery is a total scam; everything they have comes from bankruptcy sales, high school art classes, insane asylums... wait, what? uh oh.

uhhhhh ohhhhhhh.

thankfully we leave immediately and head straight back to the loser room. yeahhhh fistbump brah! fistbumps existed in 1992! imagine that. we can truly trace all tradition back to our ancestors.

danny zuko spies a hot blonde and motions to his mark sheppard-looking bartender that he wants to hit that, so the bartender pulls a rose out from the... ice bin...? "here babe take a cold-ass rose" "oh baby the frozen petals are burning me up" - is that what's supposed to happen?

so danny zuko comes over, the girl's like, "oh, it's you~" and he tells her she's beautiful she says "oh no there's lots of girls here more beautiful than me" and he pretends like he cares about how she feels blah blah blah

and then we come to sex noises so the arctic rose worked pretty well. i think i'll spare you a screenshot of the actual sex; i'd rather take a picture of a head split in half. my favorite part though is that he constantly has his hands on her tits so you don't see any nip. so we can watch the other graphic shit we've seen and yet we're not allowed to look at a boob? the fuck?

oh ps the statue is in the background, watching them.

and at the exact moment danny zuko comes (ugh) the statue's eyes open. ohhhhhhhhhhhohohoho fcukinggfkhgkldhgl

then the eyes close again.

hot topic and joey are back at her apartment. joey's broken out of a pair of scully specs so i guess things have gotten serious in here.

hot topic prepares to walk out the door and joey is like HOLD ON???? WHY LEAVE??

she's trying to get some tape and succeeds and this is extremely untoward and i am offended!!!

hot topic guesses joey got what she needed, and prepares to show herself out. joey's face immediately falls and she's like no????? and she invites hot topic to stay in her spare room.

hot topic gets very emotional and says that's great, and offers to do breakfast! oh boy!!

even at the thought of inedible trash breakfast, joey is thrilled. this is Fucking Gay

"so cool... Radical!"

the girl danny just boned stands in front of this painting which, to be honest with you? kind of looks like dukat? maybe dukat if he roided up before the reckoning.

danny's already done with this and has important things to do like getting a scuff off his ugly red cowboy boots. it all goes south pretty fast.

"but you gave me a rose."

"and tomorrow, i'll give one to somebody else." ooooooh

"you shit," the girl says, speaking the truth.

there's yelling, the girl backs up toward the statue, i'm biting my nails because something's clearly gonna happen

LAUGHS NERVOUSLY OHHHHHH NOOOOOOO

chains, chains, it's always chains, hooked chains come out of the statue and sink into her. danny zuko, for as vile as he is, didn't plan this at all as even he's like "what the ffffuuuuuuccckkkk"

hello!! furby's awake!

the statue gets one more hook right into her forehead and then? and THEN, the all-time grossest fucking thing happens, and i swear to god i'm not making this up but also you're kidding if you think i'll actually screenshot it: the hook pulls THE ENTIRETY OF THE GIRL'S SKIN OFF HER BODY IN ONE SHOT, and THEN, STILL ALIVE and screaming bloody fucking murder, the girl, looking like a page out of any muscular system biology book, is DIGESTED BY THE STATUE.

and then once properly absorbed, her face appears SO ALL THE FACES ON THIS STATUE ARE PEOPLE WHO'VE BEEN SKINNED AND EATEN HKFLGRHLGKLSKB I'M SCREECHING

i guess a nutritious meal was just the thing to get ol stoneface back to normal. HE'S HERE, THIS IS HIM, THIS IS THE GUY!! jake says his name is pinhead? just going to call him pincushion, hope that's okay. honestly it's more like nailcushion, those look like a bunch of nails sticking out of him. why does he love metal so much!!!

and all danny zuko has to say is "jesus christ!" like he couldn't even pretend to barf.

and pinhead FUCKING RESPONDS: "not quite." buddy, i'll say.

he starts getting poetic and i never expected him to have an accent. who do you think you are, shakespeare? i've never heard of shakespeare writing a scene where taming of the shrew ends with a flesh barbecue.

pinhead does one fun thing which is compare himself to danny zuko, which in my mind is exactly right but danny zuko cries and whines and says "no that's fuckin evil man!!!" yeah, just. like. you!

according to pinhead, there's no good, there's no evil, only flesh. is this what he does, just eats people? i didn't expect this either.

"you will help me," he says.

no Fuckin way danny zuko says, bringing out a gun like this is going to do anything other than increase pinhead's desire for flesh cakes.

oh my god and then pinhead laughs and says "how touching, that is the gun you used to kill your parents?" LMAO WHAT????

zuko unloads the gun and pinhead spits every bullet out of his mouth. just lets em drop right out onto the floor. danny zuko then drops his gun.

looks like you're in this for the long haul, pal!

he drops to the floor and starts sobbing. puny man sobbing in his boxers dot jpg.

there is a place, pinhead says, at his right hand for this manchild. yucky.

aaaand true to form, danny zuko takes a minute to think it over and then signs right up. this is so insulting to danny zuko; maybe i ought to start calling him his real name which is JP, which also is not really a name.

meanwhile, joey is full on channeling murphy brown and lookin cute. her friendly grandpa cameraman runs up to give her a package. something for her story? mmm something for something. grandpa cameraman, ever a decent person (oh god what if HE dies?) says if there's any way he can help, just give him a call. i think the first thing he can do to help is contact a priest specializing in exorcisms, get to that statue, and end this before it starts hopping railroad tracks.

scully specs are back on, tape is in the vcr, quest to quit smoking is shot, and we are go.

the tape is of a girl in a room at what looks like that asylum that was referenced before, and she's talking about The Box.

"demons," she says. "demons live in the box." well girl, we are way past that, the demons are out of the box, in statues, in hospitals, that box barely has anything to do with anything anymore.

"it's a gateway to hell." yeaarrrrgghhhhh somebody close it, then!

this is a really nice shot, i just wanted to stop everything and have you look at it. hands!

uhhh thennn the tv switches to an image of a dude

and that dude

starts talking

to joey

NOOOOOOOOPE

"she's telling the truth, joey," this guy that sounds Suspiciously like pinhead says.

joey tries to rewind the tape to see what the hell that was, but there's nothing out of the ordinary there... nnnnggghhhhgdhflk

anyway, demons live in the box. it "opens itself", they come out, that's the sitch. fuck all this.

s-s-s-speaking of the b-b-b-box, here it is at joey's apartment, where hot topic is currently all alone. god if anything happens to her i will be devastated beyond belief. pleeeease don't eat her please don't eat her.

hot topic stares at the box the same way i stare at the box: with off-the-charts trepidation. but she notices what i also noticed, that it looks a little different, like now it has color.

"man, joey must've polished you up some, huh?" oh no please don't

i'm pretty much. gonna shit. please put it down please please please joey will be so sad if you are dead and i can't take it!

oh god and then the phone rings and she puts it down thank jesus

absoLutely not the phone call i wanted her to get.

jp wants hot topic to come over. no no, no, no no no, no, and no!

pleeeeeease just wait for joey to get home she'll protect you and you can both be safe! if you go over to jp you're literally going to be devoured by a hell beast aaaaahhhhhhhh

well thank the lord she says she just can't and slams down the phone. score one for pure love! can you win against the delicate softness of girls being nice to each other, pinhead, can you?!

uh wait, then hot topic triggers joey's messages and it sounds like cameraman telling her she got a job that she wanted across the country. ??? what happened to pure love?!

joey comes home and the place is just a sty. it's dark and hot topic's not there.

and she finds this note that says, "enjoy monterey, you liar".

welp, love is dead and the demons are coming! might as well start breaking ourselves down into bite-sized chunks!

that's all for this evening. we’ll have another fun jaunt tomorrow! now, what do you think is the best technique for cutting off your own arm? just grab a hacksaw and go to town?

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15 internet moments in 2018 that made us scream 'NOPE'

*unintelligible screaming* 

We're only halfway through 2018, but it already appears to be the year of loudly yelling at the internet every 20 minutes or so.

From insensitive YouTube videos and mortifying viral challenges, to disturbing makeup trends and abhorrent tweets, the online world has truly tested our patience these past six months.

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Here are 15 of the biggest NOPE moments the internet had to offer this year. They'll be tough to re-live for sure, but let them inspire us all to be better online contributors in the future.

1. Terrible, horrible, no good, very bad Logan Paul saga

YouTuber Logan Paul kicked off 2018 in one of the worst ways imaginable. On New Year's Eve, Paul shared a video with his 15 million subscribers that contained footage of an apparent victim of suicide he found in Japan's Aokigahara forest.

After the video received a serious amount of backlash, Paul apologized, claiming he "intended to raise awareness for suicide and suicide prevention," but in the weeks that followed the situation only grew worse.

Dear Internet, pic.twitter.com/42OCDBhiWg

— Logan Paul (@LoganPaul) January 2, 2018

A supercut of Paul's trip to Japan, which showed him severely disrespecting Japanese culture, went viral. He was dragged for an insensitive comment he left on Cardi B's Instagram, and admitted he wasn't making content with his younger fan base in mind. 

In wake of the vlog backlash, Paul did make an effort to advocate for suicide prevention by pledging to donate a total of $1 million to various suicide prevention organizations, but that didn't erase all the pain and disgust his careless video caused viewers. 

2. The painfully embarrassing Tide Pod Challenge

The year has already birthed a number of viral challenges, but none have proven to be as foolish and potentially deadly as the Tide Pod Challenge.

After teens started recording and sharing videos of themselves frying and "eating" poisonous soap-filled pouches known as Tide Pods, YouTube had to step in and take action. Tide Pods videos were pulled from the site, but the damage was done. 

Tide Pod inspired pizza, doughnuts, sushi, and shots were created, and things wound up getting so out of hand that stores had to LOCK UP THE DELICIOUS LOOKING DETERGENT. UGH! Humans sometimes, honestly! 

y’all really joked around so much that tide put their tide pods in plastic boxes...smh pic.twitter.com/Z44efALcX5

— ㅤnavid (@NavidHasan_) January 13, 2018

3. Meals cooked in a MOUTH

The first half of 2018 was also when we learned about this chef who cooks meals using only her freaking mouth. She preps turkey stuffing, steak tartare, pancakes, and even a smoothie using her teeth and saliva, then uploads the videos to YouTube. We don't care if it's "performance art," it's A LOT to comprehend, so can we get a NOPE over here? 

4. When someone tried to make teeth nails a thing

Some bizarre beauty trends have popped up in 2018, but teeth nails took things way too far.

Instagram user @nail_sunny cursed feeds everywhere by sharing a video of regular old nails being transformed to resemble human teeth. The cringeworthy footage was set to Drake's "God's Plan," and IDK about you but I prefer the original music video a whole lot more.

A post shared by Nail Sunny Loves FIFA 2018 (@nail_sunny) on May 8, 2018 at 9:07am PDT

5. Kanye West's tumultuous Twitter return

In 2018, Kanye West decided it was time to tweet again and fans had NO idea what they were in for.

Since April 13, 2018, when Twitter CEO Jack Dorsey welcomed the rapper back to the platform, Kanye has taken his 28 million followers on a dramatic roller coaster filled with tattoo designs, fashion photo shoots, the deepest of musings, album release dates, controversial comments on slavery, and a whole lot of love for Donald Trump.

pic.twitter.com/YyUw0mCKov

— KANYE WEST (@kanyewest) April 25, 2018

Watching Kanye's feed over the past few months has truly been exhausting, even for his IRL friends.

6. Pelican takeover

A real-life horror film was shot at the 2018 Pepperdine University graduation when very large pelicans swarmed the ceremony and wreaked havoc on attendees.

Things got so intense that security had to step in, and, after all their intruding, the birds didn't even get diplomas.

7. Elon Musk hating on journalists

Grimes' boyfriend gave President Trump a rest and decided to share his own thoughts about the media via Twitter. Musk announced he plans to create "a media credibility rating site" that will allow the public to review the truth of individual articles, journalists, editors, and publications.

Going to create a site where the public can rate the core truth of any article & track the credibility score over time of each journalist, editor & publication. Thinking of calling it Pravda …

— Elon Musk (@elonmusk) May 23, 2018

Despite the fact that his girlfriend's mom is a journalist, Musk carried on with his anti-media rant, explaining his belief that the journalist's lack of credibility is the reason Trump was elected in the first place. 🙃

8. The Nukebook

Japanese graphic designer Shusaku Takaoka shared a horrifying recreation of the iconic image from The Notebook that will probably ruin your life.

Normally, the photo from the romantic film, based off a Nicholas Sparks novel, shows stars Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams embracing in the rain. But Takaoka replaced the actors with Donald Trump and Kim Jong-un to give the internet the following painful sight.

A post shared by shusaku takaoka (@shusaku1977) on Jun 12, 2018 at 6:50pm PDT

2018, please be nicer to us!

9. BBC imagining the "perfect body"

In a terrifying video shared by BBC, anatomist Alice Roberts examined an advanced model of the perfect human body. It had enlarged eyes and ears, a chimp's lower back, emu legs, a breast-less chest, the heart of a dog, and lungs of a swan. And oh yeah, did we forget to mention A BABY POPPING OUT OF A MARSUPIAL POUCH? NOPE!

10. The IHOb hype

The International House of Pancakes (aka IHOP) really tested everyone's patience in 2018. The chain  restaurant, best known for its breakfast food, decided to unleash a long, drawn out, and very secretive marketing campaign in which it would re-brand from IHOP to IHOb.

Mashable figured out the "b" stood for burgers before the big announcement, but IHOP made everyone wait an entire week before officially revealing the burger news. So extra.

For 60 pancakin’ years, we’ve been IHOP. Now, we’re flippin’ our name to IHOb. Find out what it could b on 6.11.18. #IHOb pic.twitter.com/evSxKV3QmT

— IHOb (@IHOb) June 4, 2018

11. Millie Bobby Brown leaving Twitter

Twitter hit an especially low point when Stranger Things star Millie Bobby Brown left the platform in June after becoming the subject of a hateful meme.  

It all started when the hashtag #TakeDownMillieBobbyBrown — which was started in 2017 by the now suspended Twitter user @KelsFiona — resurfaced online. In response, people began sharing false stories, negative memes, and fake Snapchat photos claiming that Millie is homophobic. 

i think it’s time i share my #TakeDownMillieBobbyBrown story... i was at my local starbucks, and milky boobie brown comes in so i asked her for a picture. then she PEES in my drink! then she called me a “fat chicken dyke” and put a straw in my nose! i’ve never been so ashamed.

— Laurane :) (@Laurie________) June 5, 2018

After the 14-year-old anti-bullying advocate — yes, she has an entire side Twitter account dedicated to spreading love and kindness — endured a substantial amount of trolling she deactivated her account. How are those anti-harassment plans coming, @Jack?

12. BBQ Becky, Permit Patty, and Pool Patrol Paula

Meme's don't always stem from lighthearted events, and 2018 has proved that with BBQ Becky, Permit Patty, and Pool Patrol Paula. 

In May, an Oakland woman named Jennifer Schulte called the police on two black men who she believed were grilling in a park without a permit. After a video, which captured the woman's interaction with the men and phone call to the police went viral, Twitter users slammed her for racial profiling and she came to be known by meme-makers as "BBQ Becky." 

A month later, Alison Ettel called the police on an 8-year-old girl for selling water on a sidewalk. Ettel was also transformed into a meme, dubbed "Permit Patty," and her harsh actions against a child of color were condemned by many.

We gotta new meme tho y'all #PermitPatty pic.twitter.com/DW3TFjRzn4

— Racist Raj 🌹 (@_ethiopiangold) June 23, 2018

Less than a week later, a third white woman — 38-year-old Stephanie Sebby-Strempel (now known to the internet as "Pool Patrol Paula") — was charged with assaulting a 15-year-old black boy at a public pool after reportedly yelling racial slurs. A video showing part of the confrontation was posted to Facebook, and the #PoolPatrolPaula hashtag was started to raise awareness of her unacceptable behavior.

In light of this utterly disappointing trend, Mashable created a list of 5 things white people can do before calling the cops on a black person. Please read it.

13. Roseanne's racist remarks

In June, actress and comedian Roseanne Barr tweeted a racist remark about President Obama's former black female advisor, Valerie Jarrett.

Barr's tweet received a serious amount of backlash. In response, the actress deleted the tweet, claimed she was just joking, and then tried to blame Ambien for her actions. Ultimately, the tweet led to her show being cancelled, her agent dropping her, and a her taking a short leave of absence from the social media platform.

14. Marco Rubio complaining about the fucking "F-word"

After a shooting at the Capital Gazette left five dead, staff writer Selene San Felice appeared on CNN where she said the following: "I'm going to need more than a couple days of news coverage and some thoughts and prayers, because it's our whole lives have been shattered. And so thanks for your prayers, but I couldn't give a fuck about them if there's nothing else."

Instead of tweeting support for the press, Marco Rubio decided to rage tweet about people using the f-word a little too freely.

Sign of our times... the F word is now routinely used in news stories, tweets etc It’s not even F*** anymore. Who made that decision???

— Marco Rubio (@marcorubio) June 29, 2018

"Sign of our times... the F word is now routinely used in news stories, tweets etc It’s not even F*** anymore.  Who made that decision???" Rubio tweeted on June 29.

Always nice to see a man who has his fucking priorities straight. Isn't it?

15. A whole lot of Donald Trump

In the first half of 2018 Donald Trump has had a LOT of not so great moments online.

Early in the year "girther" memes examining Trump's physique spread after the White House announced he's 6 feet, three inches tall, and weighs 239 pounds. There was that time he tried to convince everyone he's a "genius," tweeted incorrect facts, attempted to host the failed Fake News Awards, insulted many — including but certainly not limited to Jay-Z, Alec Baldwin, and Maxine Waters.

Crazy Maxine Waters, said by some to be one of the most corrupt people in politics, is rapidly becoming, together with Nancy Pelosi, the FACE of the Democrat Party. Her ranting and raving, even referring to herself as a wounded animal, will make people flee the Democrats!

— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) July 3, 2018

Not to mention the mess of typos and deleted tweets the president's Twitter followers have had to endure.

So yeah, as you can see the internet is occasionally a digital portal to hell. But the online world hasn't been all bad this year. Check out 16 of the best internet moments in 2018 to restore your faith in humanity.

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