#not to say i actively hate all food but i do hate the reality of having to eat food multiple times a day

[coquelicoq]

i wish i cared about food because as a living organism i do have to deal with food every day...seems like it would be easier to deal with if i actively liked eating it and thinking about it. but instead food is just the most annoying of all the chores that life consists of because it's impossible to ignore for very long. i resent having to think about it multiple times per day. not going anywhere with this just vaguely jealous of people who like food lol.

[tiredperson1128]

You're on Call idiot

Pairings: Se-Mi x Fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, over the phone masturbation, Se-Mi teasing you, my horrendous writing

It was a usual night or so you thought...

You sat on your couch in your living room picturing your best friend beside you, she wasn't there much to your dismay. You were contemplating the idea of calling her, you could, but you'd probably do or say something embarrassing. Not that such things from you were new, everything you say is embarrassing. It's just you had a major crush on Se-Mi and you didn't want her figuring it out so easily. You've had a crush on her for almost as long as you can remember. Imagining her short black choppy hair, her soft dark brown eyes, her lip piercing, the four hoop earrings that she always had in, the piercing that had a star on it that remained on her nose, her lips being on yours as you made out with eachother like you'd both been starving for the other... You hated this, but you loved her, you hated that you thought of her like this.

Every night the two of you would sit for hours talking to eachother on call letting out little giggles here and there, the longest call the two of you had ever been on would have been almost an entire day long. You fell asleep listening to her voice even if in the end it had been her voice that you would usually get yourself off to the sound of.

Her voice had been the reason that most nights you were humping a pillow you had in a corner of your room, coming in your otherwise innocent panties, questioning why you hadn't taken them off before you participated in such vulgar activity. You knew it was normal to think of someone like this but the person being your best friend was probably the worst thing you'd ever have experienced.

After enough contemplating you called Se-Mi, she picked up after a single ring of the phone which wasn't surprising when it was her.

"Hello," she had asked through the phone. There was the voice you loved to hear all the time, there was the voice that made you so aroused that it wasn't even funny anymore.

You smiled on your side of the phone, "Hi," you'd exclaimed excitedly.

"What are you doing," You asked her, you were always so interested in her life even if she was doing one of the most boring things possible.

You could almost see her smile over the phone, her absolutely gorgeous smile that you yearned to see almost daily.

She took a breath, "Nothing much just making food, what are you doing," Se-Mi asked you.

"Just thinking about you, I mean," you had paused for a moment before correcting your embarrassing mistake, "Just watching a movie."

You didn't have to see her to know she was smirking at your mistakenly chosen words.

"Oh, thinking of me you say? What exactly of me are you thinking about," she asked.

You didn't know how you'd made such a mistake with your words, it was so embarrassing for you.

"Just you in general," you mumbled.

In reality you were thinking how good her fingers would feel against your sobbing folds, dripping with your arousal, teasing your entrance as you writhe and squirm against her hand. Fantasizing that you were riding her thigh as she sat at her desk denying you the attention you craved. Dreaming of her straddling your waist as you laid on your back as she ground her hips down on yours creating that delicious friction that had you making sounds that you didn't even know you could make. You knew you were already wet just by your thoughts.

Her voice interrupted your fantasies, "Sure," she said sarcastically.

Before you had even realized it your pants were at your ankles and your fingers were rubbing your inner thighs not quite ready to touch your sopping center yet. Your other hand reached touching your hardening nipples, twisting them, fully getting your body into the touch. Se-Mi didn't know, or did she?

"You must be having quite the time over there with how much you seem to be moving," she commented by solely listening to the sound of your clothes moving.

"Mhm," You had hummed almost needily, it sounded more like a whimper rather than a reply just by that response Se-Mi knew what you'd been doing.

You let out soft curses as your fingers dipped inside of yourself, only to be met with your velvety walls. Normally you wouldn't be taking such activities so slow but you were trying to prevent yourself from being so vocal so you could hear her voice clearly throughout it. Your phone was on your thigh and the speaker was right where she could hear it, she could hear the squelching sound of your fingers thrusting in and out of your entrance.

You could hear her let out a soft laugh, "You're on call idiot," you heard her say.

"Mhm... I know," you responded, you were panting.

Your fingers picked up pace and you panted harder. You wanted to be on face time with her so you could see her face, but you didn't want her to see your face, so you'd have to turn off your camera.

"Se-Mi... Mmm... Can we go on FaceTime please, " you asked between muffled whines.

"And why should we?" she had teased you, you knew you'd never hear the end of this.

"Please Se-Mi I need to see you," you begged desperately.

Then you saw the screen, the screen shown with text that read "Se-Mi has requested to FaceTime you, accept or decline the call." your fingers eagerly clicked the green accept button and both of your faces shown on screen.

You were glistening with sweat, blushing at the fact that she could see your vulnerability during the act.

You could see her, her beautiful black hair, those few strands of hair covering her face beautifully, it was a part of what made her so frustratingly attractive to you.

She laughed, "You look like you're into it," she said.

"God, You have no fucking idea," you panted.

"No, trust me I do. I can hear it," she said with a smirk, "I don't even have to see it to know how wet you are, pathetic that you're this aroused by solely my voice?"

You blushed at her tease, you were embarrassed that it only took her voice to get you this desperate.

Se-Mi put her index finger against the ring she had on her bottom lip playing with it as she smirked.

It almost looked like she stared directly at you through the camera and said, "Show me."

You looked at the camera nervously before humming a quick "Mhm..." in response and pointed the camera down so she could see your dripping arousal.

You saw her intake a breath at what she saw, "Already this soaked just by listening to me talk to you? Or is there another reason that you're this turned on," she asked, it's almost like she knew why you were so wet.

"Don't want to tell you," you mumbled.

Se-Mi knew, she knew you had liked her. You made it obvious, considering her contact name in your phone had been "my future wife" or the fact that you called her daily.

Your phone slipped out of your hands grasp and your fingers slid back in. Thrusting faster than when you would usually do this by yourself. The squelching was loud, you were so turned on.

Your other hand covered your mouth so you didn't make too much noise. Your legs shook as you grew near your climax.

You became more vocal, "Fuck, Se-Mi... I'm close, talk to me please," You whimpered

You heard her let out a soft laugh, "Already? That's quick," Se-Mi said.

Your toes curled and your eyes rolled back as you came, your climax covering your inner thighs.

You panted and your fingers slid out of yourself. You were blushing, "Oh my god... I just did that," You mumbled in embarrassment.

Se-Mi smiled on her side of the camera and said, "You're quite loud."

"Sorry," You responded.

"Do you seriously like me that much," She asked with a laugh.

"Me like you?" You asked with a nervous laugh, "Come on why would I like you?"

She sighed, "You make it so obvious that it's almost pathetic, everyone knows, it's obvious," Se-Mi commented, "It's like you're trying not to accept it yourself."

You took a breath, "I'm just trying not to get my hopes up. The feeling is probably one-sided anyway," You muttered.

"You're an idiot," Se-Mi laughed.

I am so sorry for my horrendous writing, this story has been rotting in my Notes app for weeks-

[lara4eclipze]

» I Miss Us

sypnosis: lara was never one to be in situationships nor talking stages, she claimed it was stupid and would only end up with ones heart broken or yearning — yet here she was missing you her only situationship

warning: angst, situationship, hurt no comfort, swearing, ghosting, italics for flashbacks, etc

talks: I'm so sorry for those requests i haven't written yet BUT trust i am gonna write some and release them maybe today and tomorrow!, thank you for your patience ^^

taglist: @ohmyhaely @nyssalvr @vrtualstar @c-yerim @jellaaa @nakylvr @chuugetmesohigh

lara stared at her phone, at your conversation to be specific — it's been two months since you two have even chatted, in lara's opinion is the longest two months of her life

lara used to get excited just staying up and chatting with you — sneaking out of the dorms just to have drinks or eat out with you, it didn't matter that she could've been caught by her management — what mattered to her was you

the door to the kats shared house creeks louder than lara would've wanted — her eyes adjust to the dark environment only to make out a figure standing near the kitchen, their leader sophia

"where have you been?!, you know i have been worried sick? i called everyone including your mom!" sophia screams at lara, maybe for the first time in a while — atleast lara wants to pretend like so

in reality lara has been on sophias nerves ever since she started to talking to you — she always left without telling anyone she would be lazy in practices just so that she can chat with you

"go to your room — and whoever it is you are meeting up with, stop it lara you're getting too distracted" sophia mutters trying to keep her calm demeanor "stop telling me what to do" lara snaps back

"do it or ill tell the management team" sophia threatened, it all just stopped from that moment on — lara had to choose between her needs and wants, she walked silently to her shared room fidgeting with her phone

she debated whether to chat you or listen to sophia yet as much as she hated what she was gonna do she did it

she ghosted you.

the first week was confusing to say the least — lara who always chatted with you through every platform was now getting cold?, her usual energetic response to your chats were now replaced with "yeah" or "okay"

the second week was weird, lara had took almost 2 - 3 days just to respond to you, you double texted you had even called her a few times yet it always ended with her giving you a honestly lame excuse

the third to fourth week hurted the most, lara had fully ghosted you, she didn't respond at all, you knew she was active on her socials i mean she posted every week — she always saw your texts she just chose not to open them, you got desperate for even a drop of her attention, it got so bad to the point you tried contacting her other mutual friends

by the second month you had started to accept what had happened — you didn't wait for a notification from her user anymore, you didnt expect a miracle to happen

lara breaths heavily as she back reads on your chats — it took all of her courage not to call you during all of this, she tried and tried making herself believe that you were just a waste of time that you were just a distraction

yet every little thing makes her remember you, late night trips?, your favorite food, even your scent — it all comes back to you

maybe you were meant for eachother just not in this time not in this moment — she sighs massaging her temples, her lips pressed into a thin line as longing creeps into her

she types then deletes again, types and then deletes — maybe it was too long?, too casual? — lara over analyzed her text to you, until she just typed something simple

a notification pops up on your phone, it was 2 am who would be awake in such hour?

my laru♡: hi, how are you?

your heart sinks, everything you've worked so hard for has come down to this moment, moving on, crying even denial that she ghosted you

y/n: I'm good.

lara's mood shifts, you really are gone — the period on the end of the sentence and the proper grammar, screamed over her

my laru♡: I'm sorry, i miss us

you wanted to respond saying you do too, you missed hours and hours of taking with her — laughing at the stupidest things ever, god even that stupid nickname she had in your chats

y/n: me too.

yet as reality dawns on lara, its all a sick cycle — she could never date you, because of her career, she just wanted to pretend that it didnt matter just for a few more minutes

[ladyloveandjustice]

When I checked to tag to confirm his favorite food that in the tag I see people arguing "Shuro's not a misogynist!!! He's not sexist!!! he said he loves Falin's mind!!!" and guys. he's sexist. That doesn't mean you can't like him or anything, or that he's irredeemable, I wouldn't call him a misogynist as in "he hates women", but:

"ORDINARY WOMEN HATE BUGS AND THINK THEY'RE GROSS AND ICKY AND SCREAM...YET FALIN LOVES BUGS? THE SPECIALEST GIRL IN THE UNIVERSE!" #notlikeothergirls

(very funny to say it about a caterpillar too, since those are not bugs people are most commonly scared of or disgusted by compared to other ones)

He again shows a kind of condescending sexism even in post-series comics:

Pretty rich for a guy with an all female group of bodyguards! He's talking to someone who's very capable of defending herself. It's a weird cognitive dissonance he has here, one that's not really shown by other people in the manga! One thing that's cool about Dunmeshi is there's really not much "women are like this, men at like this, women have to be protected" language and women are casually treated in a fairly equal manner...except when Shuro is talking. It's pretty clearly a deliberate thing.

On top of that, he really did make Falin his manic pixie dream girl, and that's undeniable. He says he likes her mind and that's great, but in reality he barely knows her and his view of her is very founded the ideal he's built her into. First of all, he doesn't really seem to accept Laios would be part of his life if they got married, because he seems to assume Falin would leave him and everything she cares about behind, which she definitely wouldn't have done at this point in her life. Nor does he tell the two most important people to her about his plan to rescue her. He does a lot of things we know Falin wouldn't care for in her name. I think he matures a bit over the course of the manga, but I don't think he sees her actual quirks and flaws (which he might find annoying) the way Laios and Marcille do.

I've seen people excusing this with "he's repressed/ he's Japanese" which uuuuh. Not a great look to say we can't expect a Japanese man to be as "enlightened" as their European friends. Again, Shuro has grown up with a ton of women around. His indirect nature and issues with his childhood might be why he keeps his distance from them, but odds are one of the ninja girls doesn't mind bugs, or another one of his allies in the dungeon world. He did grow up in a fairly patiarchal household, but he is surrounded by women he could get to know, and very capable female fighters both in his adventurers party and his homelife. So theres no excuse for him to treat Falin as delicate or put her on a pedestal compared to his assumptions about other women.

Again. this doesn't make him irredeemable. I'd call it subconcious sexism rather than actively hating women, a thin line sometimes, but significant in the likelihood of capacity to change. I feel like if someone pointed it out to him he'd at least give it some thought or maybe try to reconcile with it. But excusing the flaw doesn't do anything for his character. Just because you like him doesn't mean he doesn't have issues.

[alastor-is-best-deer-boi]

Cute Lucifer, Lilith, and baby Charlie headcanons

Under the cut so I don't dash stretcher spam someone

Was absolutely overjoyed when Lilith told him he was going to be a father. Probably got teary-eyed let's be real.

Immediately started planning stuff with Lilith even though they had nine months, he wanted to be prepared.

Really hated seeing Lilith feeling ill and not feeling good in general. Helped her with whatever he could.

It got to the point that he became a little too helpful and overprotective. Lilith had to quickly remind him that she could still do plenty of things.

Before they decided on names, he'd call the baby "Duckling"

Originally thought it would've been strange talking to Duckling before they were born but sort of fell into the habit of it. Started telling hem about everything.

Charlie definitely recognized both of her parents' voices when she was born because of this.

Lucifer and Lilith going baby clothes shopping! Once they found out they were having a girl, Lucifer had the urge to buy all the cutest little dresses.

Attempted to build the crib but didn't understand the instructions (Lilith had to help)

Multiple instances of reality sinking in for him that he was going to be a father which caused some anxiety about if he'd be good at being a father or not.

He and Lilith were there for each other about each of their worries, which helped.

Reading a lot of baby books helped too.

Panicked more than Lilith when she went into labor but quickly managed to pull himself together because he didn't want to make it worse.

Was by Lilith's side the whole time, never wanted to leave her. Most supportive husband.

Definitely cried a little when Charlie was born.

Fun fact one of the first colors babies see is red, which means Charlie really paid attention to her dad's eyes 🥹

He came up with the Char Char nickname soon after she was born.

Loved to hold her, loved all the "baby cuddles" as he put it.

Got so much cute aggression/overwhelmed with love that he'd bury his face into Lilith's shoulder (while they were all cuddling together) and mutter about how he couldn't take how cute Charlie was.

His favorite thing to do was kiss the cute little circles on Charlie’s cheeks.

Lucifer always volunteered to take care of Charlie when she woke up in the night or at the very least brought Charlie to her mother so Lilith wouldn't have to get out of bed to feed her.

He loved all the important skin-to-skin time, holding a sleepy Charlie against his chest and hear her calm breathing.

Both parents made sure to keep a baby book and write in it constantly as well as taking baby photos.

There was no reason for either of them to wear their usual fancy clothes so Lucifer and Lilith were out here wearing t-shirts and sweat pants on a regular basis.

Lucifer got really excited when Charlie entered her babbling stage. Would always talk to her despite getting babbles in response.

Lucifer and Lilith singing lullabies to Charlie is a given.

Lucifer and Lilith having a friendly competition to see if Charlie would say Mama or Dada first.

Charlie ended up saying Duck. (Lucifer considered it a win)

Her second word was Mama. And then Dada was third.

Lucifer actively holding back tears when he'd hear Charlie’s happy giggles.

Lucifer doing the parent thing of pretending to eat her little fingers and feet to make her laugh.

Lucifer: "Charlie can crawl now!" *realizing his baby can basically free roam now" "Charlie can crawl now... oh no"

They extra baby proofed the castle when that happened.

Lucifer and Lilith cheering and encouraging Charlie when she took her first steps.

Lucifer and Lilith trying not to laugh when Charlie would try new foods like ice cream or a lemon.

*Charlie lovingly aggressively patting Lucifer's face* Lucifer: "Charlie, I know you're a baby and you're not good at this yet, but you're going to take my eye out"

Whenever Charlie does a certain thing, Lilith and Lucifer discuss who she learned it from.

Charlie copying her father's expressions a lot and Lilith laughing saying how similar they are (Lucifer doesn't see it)

*that one scene from Modern Family but it's Lucifer and Lilith trying to get Charlie out of the car after accidentally locking her in*

Lucifer flying while holding Charlie and letting her "fly" around the castle.

Lilith is always like "Not too high!"

Lucifer carrying Charlie around in a baby carrier or sling(?)

Lucifer coming up with excuses every time he brings Charlie to a meeting.

Lilith very gently playing "toss little Charlie like a sack of potatoes" on the bed or anywhere with a lot of cushions (Lucifer almost always has an aneurysm watching this despite nothing bad happening)

Charlie always getting plenty of cuddles and kisses from her parents :')

Lilith: "Luce, you can't cry every time Charlie cries..." Lucifer 😢 "watch me"

Charlie’s parents always telling her bedtime stories.

Lucifer: "Charlie fell asleep on me and now I can't move"

Charlie having glow up stars on her bedroom ceiling that work as night lights.

Lucifer out somewhere with Charlie: "It's getting late, I better get this one home" Charlie, sleepy but fighting it: "No.. no, no, no" Lucifer amused: "Yesss"

Charlie going to her parents every time there's loud thunder or something and them holding her and making her feel safe.

Charlie having bad dreams and insisting on sleeping in her parents' bed when she's scared. (Lucifer can never tell her no)

Little Charlie trying to get her parents' attention: "Look! Look! Watch!" *does a little spin and a hop* Lucifer and Lilith clapping: "Good job!!"

Lilith: "Charlie, we color on paper, not the floor" Charlie: "No I just 'tending" Lilith: "But you are coloring the floor, do you want some paper?" Charlie aggressively shoving the crayons away: "All done!"

Charlie always coming up with the craziest games to play. Lucifer is constantly confused but goes along with it.

Lucifer and Lilith telling each other crazy things Charlie did at the end of the day after she's gone to bed.

Lucifer getting emotional every now and then about how fast Charlie is growing up. :( Lilith's feels the same and they try to comfort each other.

Ending on a happier note, Charlie drawing pictures for her parents. Lilith keeps them on the fridge. Lucifer keeps some framed in his office.

That's all I have for now.

[astroismypassion]

Astrology observations 🌌🌌

Credit goes to my Tumblr blog @astroismypassion

🌌 Virgo MC can’t really get away with “bad decisions”. For example, if they don’t eat well, overindulge, they are more likely to get backlash or criticism from people.

💙 Retrograde Mars people can often percieve themselves as not enough sexually desirable. They might think people don’t want to have sex with them.

💜 People with Capricorn Moon or Moon in the 10th house and other Earth Moon feel like their mental health starts get better if they just begin doing chores.

🌌 Neptune in the 4th house and Pisces IC native is that family member that can’t ever be blamed. Family members might even fear hurting this native due to how innocent they are and that they have the most unconditional love out of all family members.

💙 Gemini Suns are scared of gossip. Because they are aware of the fact that even a made-up thing can be turned into “a fact” too quickly and that people can end up taking a misconstructed thing as the whole reality.

💜 To me Virgo Venus has “minimalist” aesthetic, Taurus Venus “quiet luxury” aesthetic, Pisces Venus “coastal grand daughter” or “cottagecore” aesthetic and Capricorn Venus “preppy” or “dark academia” aesthetic.

🌌 I noticed Scorpio Moons most often only have one active social media account. Like they would use JUST Tiktok or just Tumblr, just Instagram and nothing else.

💙 Neptune in the 1st house women enjoy colouring their hair and changing colour. This is even more prominent if they also have Uranus in the 1st house.

💜 Women with Virgo Mars might have a husband that is gluten or dairy free. Also, your partner might have really nice skin if Virgo Mars is located in the 9th house or the 2nd, but if it’s in the 8th house or aspected with Pluto, he could actually struggle with keeping a healthy skin, could be prone to acne.

🌌 Musicians who have Gemini North Node or North Node in the 3rd house were discovered on Youtube or on a social media platform.

💙People with Scorpio over the 12th house or Pluto in the 12th house might help or serve ill people, such as granting the wish of critically ill people.

💜 You might buy food, food brands or meals from people who share your Moon sign. As an example: if you are Taurus Moon, you buy food items made by Taurus Sun people. If you are ans Aries Moon, you support food brands made by Aries Sun.

🌌 Leo Rising hair always stands out. Even if they are bald, have buzz cut, thin or frizzy hair. People tend to remember their hair the most.

💙 Gemini Mercury loove saying “fun fact…”. 😂

💜 Sagittarius Mars natives might really like their first time (having sex).

🌌 And also a side note, I noticed a pattern that people tend to describe their first time mostly with their Mars sign traits. If it’s Cancer Mars, they felt really comfortable and it was probably with someone they really, really liked and had a crush on for a very long time. Virgo Mars could point that it might have been a quickie or you paused and had a second round. It could also mean that you first started with a hand job, oral. Taurus Mars could also mean your first time started with a blow job (Taurus rules throat). Like 8th house sign also comes into the consideration.

💙 Taurus Moon people love having a drink with them. They love a cup or glass in hands. Such as grabing a smoothie, a cup of coffee, tea or a matcha. It just comforts them.

💜 Pisces Venus looks really good in emerald green clothing.

🌌 I noticed that one MC that is really common among celebrities that almost never (or very rarely) receives hate is Taurus MC celebrities. Real life examples would be Emma Chamberlain, Selena Gomez, Emma Stone, Margot Robbie, Eddie Redmayne, Blake Lively, Gemma Arterton etc. These people are really, really loved by the public. Also sometimes Capricorn Venus or Venus in the 10th house, but not to the same extent as Taurus MC. They can’t do wrong in the public’s eye. It’s like it’s very NOT to like them.

💙 Virgo Lilith women enjoy wearing bows and ribbons in their hair.

💜 People with Gemini Descendant or Gemini over the 7th house often talk down on their own beauty. They might have really glowing skin, but would still say “Yeah, but it’s still not *perfect* looking skin”. Or they might point out more their “beauty/appearance quirks” (uneven teeth, frizzy hair etc.) just so that people don’t end up idealizing them too much or build expectations for them.

🌌 I noticed Capricorn Moons with time love more luxurious pieces, otherwise in younger years (before Saturn Return) they quite love rather cheap stuff.

💙If you have Gemini over the 7th house people can often question the character of your spouse, committed partner. If you have Gemini over the 4th house people can question your mother's character or that of your loved ones, close friends.

💜 Men with Libra Moon often feel threatened by beautiful, conventionally attractive women. However, they also have this deep need of satisfying perfect beauty so they often pick models as their partner or women that look well-balanced, harmonious and have striking physical features, which sometimes intimidates them even more.

🌌 Pluto in the 8th house people or Scorpio over the 8th house might have regrets if they quit a sport they were really passionate about. They have more guilt than others of not sticking with it.

💙 I can’t stress enough how important is for Cancer Moons and Moon in the 4th house to stay in touch with the things they grew up with. It soothes them the best and it really benefits their emotional and mental wellbeing. If you have this placements, watch movies or series you enjoyed when growing up, build a pillow fort, listen to top hits from that time that remind of childhood/teenage nostalgia.

💜 The public and people always want Virgo MC to leak that daily routine👀 Like people are so interested in how they spend their day and what their day-to-day life looks like.

🌌 Virgo Moon (but also Gemini Moon to a certain extent) can act very stingy in their home. They would keep the lights off just so that the electricity bill will be smaller.

💙 I noticed people that are the most consistent with daily work outs tend to have Capricorn Moon or Moon in the 10th house. Because they can detach from feelings, even when they don’t feel like working out.

💜 Leo Risings often end up doing a job, profession or have a career that doesn’t really feel like a regular job. It’s like one of their hobbies for them. They also are found in jobs where they entertain, not necessarily on stage, it can also be on a social media platform.

Credit goes to my Tumblr blog @astroismypassion

[isavulpix]

Eyes Don't Lie (Part 1)

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Eyes Dont Lie Materlist

Part 2 | Part 3 |

Warnings: English isn't my first language so there will be mistakes, I haven't read a DC comic so the characters may be a bit OOC.

I hope yall like and enjoy it <3

isavulpix masterlist

It was one of those days in Gotham elementary school, the season flu was active, and some parents didn’t care about it. Sending their sick kids to school, it reminded you of your own school years. You weren’t the kind to get sick often, but when you did it was bad. Though, school and grades where way too important than a virus in your body.

So, you had double work, beside teaching and taking care of the kiddos, you had to make sure that the kids didn’t get to close to the sick kids. You can manage anything, from kids fighting about a toy to parents demanding their kids to have A��s. But you certainly didn’t want a full class of sick kids, the universe can’t be that cruel...

Jason’s was working on one of his bikes, his been doing this from very early in the morning. The same nightmares coming to hunt him, he learned that it was better to not fight it and just accept that he won’t be able to get drop of rest.

He cleans the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand when his stomach remembers him that he hasn’t touch food since the day before. He takes the cue and gets ready for the day, taking a hot shower and heating up an instant food that will surely taste like shit. While the food does circle in a box with small amount of radiation, he looks at his phone for the first time in the day. He first looks at the hour it was 2:37 pm, he must have lost the scene of time while in the garage. Then he looks at the notifications, emails about subscriptions he always forgets to cancel, a news of Mr. Freeze again being beat up by Batman and Robin, and some messages from his family that he decided to ignore for now. They didn’t look urgent, what he does read is the only text he has from Roy.

>> Hey dude, I’m in a last-minute mission so I need you to pick up Lian from school. She comes out at 3 pm, don’t be late…she hates it and will make you pay.

Jason smirks at the text, Lian is the only little kid he can tolerate to be more than 10 minutes around. Maybe he will take her out for ice cream to win points for the best uncle title, he was sure he will win against Dick. Jason looks at the time again and his eyes widen, its already 3:00 pm he needs to move fast. He stops the microwave and prints to the garage; he was putting on his helmet when he remembers he can drive with Lian as a passenger and decides to drive to the Manor to switch from the bike to one of the SUV.

In the car he looks again at the time and curses, its 3:30 pm, he was more than late. Lian will not let this go for the end of times, and her old ass teacher most likely will scold his ear off about it. God how he hates teachers, really any form of authority…

You sigh as you look at the time for the million time, it was 3:46 pm and Lian dad hasn’t picked her up which was rare of him. Roy harper was one of the first to pick up his little girl, you where sure that if you let him, he would stay all day here with her. You often heard bad things about him, most things you only would classify as rumors from moms that where peak in high school and crashed in reality after it. God, how you hate parents like that, it was better to drink raw eggs than to deal with them.

Taking a glance at Lian to rest your eyes from the work you were doing in the laptop you see her drawing in a piece of paper you gave her earlier, so she won’t “Die from boredom”. “That a pretty drawing your making, who are the people?” You could pin pont that the red head stick was her father, but the rest was hard to say.

“This is Uncle Dick” Lian points at the black hair guy that was in a cable…in the air? “And this is Jay” She points at the bigger guy with white in his hair and a scowl on his face. Her grandpa? Wait no, if it was, she would have said it. Oh right, you heard some moms talking about a guy called Jason, maybe they are the same person? If you remember the rumors correctly, he was the partner of her dad. Maybe Roy harper likes older men? You almost laugh at the idea, obviously your mind being exaggerating and imagining Roy with a wrinkly old man.

The door of your classroom opens, and your eyes widen, it was a guy…a handsome one…too handsome, like crafted to be one of those sculptures. He is tall pretty tall in fact, surely 6’0 or a bit more, black hair with some white stripes…wait hold on. White stripes? Like Lian drawing? THIS IS JAY? JASON? ROY PARTNER? DAMN. Roy Harper is a lucky bastard.

You watch the man don’t even glance at you and beeline to Lian. No yeah, don’t even offer a good evening and sorry for being late man. Though you can find in your heart to late it slide this once because 1. The sole presence of that msn in earth is a gift, and 2. Lian looks to be ready to bring him hell.

Jason looks at the pouting Lian and knows he isn’t wining points today, but he does have to admit that she looks cute with the uncoordinated pigtails and the pout. After promising her some ice cream for his lateness and tickling her tummy so the frown goes away he and sending her to pack and get her stuff he prepares himself to face her teacher. He turns around to face you and the words he practiced in the car got stuck in his throat. You aren’t an old hag, not even close. Since when teachers are hot? In his time teachers were ugly.

But you? YOU ARE DIVINE, GORGEUS, like one of those people authors take reference to describe their protagonist. Wait...what’s happening to him? Is this some kind of spell? He can’t be thinking like this, well he can but this is Lian teacher he can’t…but then you smile at him, and he is goner. Fuck, pretty face and pretty smile, a killer combo.

You smile at the man feeling a bit awkward since he is just looking at you with a scowl in his face. Don’t tell me he is the time of parent that jokes that the time of the school ending should be 4: 00 pm or you will lose it.

Jaason finally arrives back to earth and clears his throat. “Uh sorry about the time..got stuck in traffic…” He looks at your eyes and something feels weird, not bad…but a sensation he can’t describe almost like his body…turning less tense?

You know the man is lying, the reason why pick up for the smaller kids is at 2:00 pm is to avoid traffic. “Don’t worry, I stay after hours anyways.” Usually, you would have been stricter about it, but for some reason you let it slide.

Jason thinks that teachers aren’t that bad after all, or maybe it only applies to you. Teachers like you where quite rare, he remembers that one of his English teachers where out of the school before the kids. He hopes you get paid well, maybe he can get Tim to hack Gotham’s School Bank account and raise your pay… “Thank, and sorry again. I um, my name is Jason” He offers his hand at you, and you shake it.

How soft. How rough.

He and Lian say your goodbyes and leave the cozy classroom, Lian talking his ear off about what she did that day, but he finds himself looking back at you and notices that something changed in your eyes...they seem less shining? Maybe he is finally presenting dementia.

Jason takes Lian to the nearest Carvel and lets her decide on her ice cream if she won’t tell Roy about his tardiness. He doesn’t want to get his picking-her-up privileges revoked…So, now he eats some brownie ice cream while Lian talks about random things like how your favorite color changes often because you like all of them. Thing that he found peculiar but cute.

[monkey-overalls]

Madoka Magica Headcanons!

I’m also posting a drawing of the Holy Quintet (which will go up immediately after this), but I wanted to write some headcanons for each of them to go with it! I was originally going to put them under “Read More” on the drawing, but I eventually settled on separating the two because of how long the document got hahah.

Sexualities: Madoka, Kyoko, and Homura are all lesbians, Sayaka is bisexual, and Mami is demiromantic-pansexual.

Gender Identities: Madoka is a trans girl (she/her), Sayaka is a demigirl (she/they), and Kyoko, Mami, and Homura are all cis girls.

Height Order (tallest to shortest): Mami (by far), Sayaka, Homura, Madoka, Kyoko

🩷 Madoka 🩷

Loves cheesy romance movies, especially if they’re also coming-of-age stories. As long as they have a happy ending, Madoka will sit through any crappy flick (or an entire marathon of them). Mami joins her most of the time.

As Madokami, she has shimmering star freckles.

Started incorporating more purple into her wardrobe after becoming friends with Homura. At first this was unintentional, but upon noticing it, Madoka leaned even further into the new color scheme, especially after the two got together.

💙 Sayaka 💙

Once tried to learn the violin to impress Kyosuke, but her highly self-critical nature prevented her from going far. She thought he’d find her lackluster performance embarrassing.

100% had a crush on Madoka at some point, and only fully realized it once she came to terms with her feelings for Kyosuke. In some timelines she continues to pine for Madoka, while in others she starts falling for Kyoko instead. Maybe they form a polycule in another timeline or two (they do, they definitely do).

Despite what she may say, Sayaka (taken by the Law of Cycles) can never truly bring herself to hate Homura. She can’t help but empathize with her struggles and her descent into despair, as Sayaka remembers each and every time she hurt herself and the people around her out of sadness and anger.

❤️ Kyoko ❤️

Has burns running down her arms from when she tried to save her family from the fire started by her father. As far as I know, it’s never explicitly stated how exactly he went about killing them, but taking into account all of of the fire symbolism surrounding Kyoko and the imagery of her father’s head turning into a shattering lantern, I’m going to go with arson.

Doesn’t actually like tea all that much, but for a while she drank it at Mami’s apartment to be polite—after all, food is how Kyoko shows she cares about others. Mami caught on pretty quickly, however, and now stocks hot chocolate with mini marshmallows specifically for her.

In timelines where Mami dies, Kyoko squats in her apartment until police eventually catch on to her disappearance. From there, Kyoko moves in with Sayaka… until, you know.

💛 Mami 💛

Sleeps with a massive pile of stuffed animals so she never feels lonely. She’s never gotten rid of a single one, and, knowing this, her friends’ go-to gift for her is another plushie to add to her collection.

The beauty mark on her cheek is fake; she paints it on every morning.

In timelines where she and Nagisa live (including Homura’s rewritten world) they live together in Mami’s apartment. Their favorite activity is playing board games. Mami always lets Nagisa choose, and they love going out to search for more.

💜 Homura 💜

Constant eye bags. This girl never sleeps. Even before the time loop she suffered from extreme insomnia, which only worsened as her mental state declined. Mami gives her tea to help her sleep better, which helps a little but not enough to give her a healthy schedule.

Never takes Madoka’s ribbon off, even when she sleeps. The only exception is when she washes her hair, because that would obviously ruin it.

Has a secret sweet tooth that only Kyoko knows about (she hooks her up with the best sweets). Homura likes to present herself as a “one black coffee” type of girl, when in reality she could never drink a cup without a substantial amount of sugar.

[thekirammanjinx]

“I don’t care that you’re lesbians” - proceeds to be homophobic. Same shit with all of them they try to act like they are “class and racial activists” to justify/cover up their homophobia.

They cherry-pick the racial representation they fight for. They seem to only care about Ekko’s rep and how timeb*mb fits into it. Other interracial (canon) couples : Caitlyn/Vi andJayce/Mel, it’s suddenly crickets. Do they only care about the rep if it’s a man of color and not a woman of color?

They claim that season 2 was a poor representation for class division and any justice around it. They particularly blame Caitlyn and Vi for this, which shows their misunderstanding of classism and how to make sustainable changes. So it’s unsurprising that they couldn’t appreciate the depth of CaitVi’s relationship - the symbol for repairing the class division.

They act like Jinx is the face of all this, but she’s a (presumed) heterosexual white girl , who grew up the most privileged and protected in Zaun. Not that it’s on the same level of privilege as the lowest parts of Piltover but her “class standing” was a lot better than Ekko and Viktor and ESPECIALLY Vi. Moreover this straight white girl has terrorized her black love interest, who was fighting to survive and protect the innocents of Zaun. Ekko has always been for the people of Zaun. Not Jinx.

Going by their logic…shouldn’t there be some racial and class status issues there? There is no logic with their self insert white girl. She’s always the savior, (i don’t see them talking about the white girl savior trope but okay).

Rant over. This isn’t a slight at any of the characters but they need to stop acting like they are activists

But it is important to talk about jinx not only being at the top of zaun, but actively being a harmful figure at the top, actively creating a place that is barely liveable for some. Fandom is so hard pressed to say that only the rich of piltover and the enforcers are the oppressors... but they're not. (This got long and possibly side tracked)

(Plus remember marcus and, therefore, the enforcers are in silco back pocket. Silco actively is using them to make things worse for zaun under the guise that he's doing it for the betterment. He's just revenge seeking and self idolizing. But then people will call caitlyn an oppressor and spout this nonsense when 1, she's at the bottom of the food chain in s1 when it comes to enforcer business and 2, silco is literally doing the, non existing, things people want to pin on caitlyn.

It is not the same as ambessa, seeing as she chose piltover, who actively has the bigger boot, but it is so similar to ambessa, the things silco did. Using the enforcers to incite hostility, making sure that zaun cannot retaliate because of they do it'll look like a retaliation on piltover and not on him. Then again people can't even think critically about ambessa, so no shock there.)

People really do not care about ekko except to spout timebomb. Which in turn mischaracterize him.(ekko is the grudge holding one who just hates caitlyn for no reason... like get fucking real. Ekko wanted a better zaun. He wasn't just jinx yes man. He was never jinx yes man.)

Everytime jinx is involved people suddenly don't know how to characterize and view the reality of a character. Down playing anything caitlyn experienced, saying she used the grey "only" for jinx; she used the grey, yes to find jinx, but also to end shimmer because she saw how dangerous shimmer was, saw how fucking unchecked it was. They attack the memorial.

Not to mention jinx is literally a criminal, but people do not want actual accountability and reprimand for actions. People just want caitlyn and anyone born in piltover to suffer, no matter what, which is such an odd mentality. Some people genuinely are not mature enough to be going into this media when that is their opinion, they see nothing wrong with their opinion, and die on that hill.

Speaking from a narrative stand point, jinx really had no reason to bomb the council when she was the one sitting at the top of zauns throne. Silco had the enforcers in his pocket, so any hostility coming from enforcers was on his bill, so it really does not work when people try and say "now caitlyn gets to feel what zaun felt"...

(it doesn't make sense to begin with because punishing an individual who had no rank or merrit is not revolutionary. It is straight punishment for her being born. Punishing innocent in your conquest does not make your cause more just.

Viewing EVERYONE as liable to a corrupt system does not make your cause just. Viewing everyone equally accountable, simply because they exist on the other side, does not make your cause just. People are not born oppressors, that is a title you must earn through ACTION. Caitlyn doesn't suddenly become an oppressor just because she's a councilors daught or because she puts on the uniform.)

But trying to explain anything to these people is literally talking to a brick wall. They don't grasp the concept. Too busy applying irl to fiction instead of applying the fictional narrative to the fiction?!

Acab doesn't work for arcane. We see that through the way corruption is played with(Grayson vs Marcus) The way it's not on individuals, but on a system that guides them, but even within the system not everyone is bad(caitlyn vs marcus--but people like caitlyn are not given the room to show that things can change. Not everyone is bad. Instead she is targeted simply for being there despite not having been part of the unjust to begin with. Being born a piltie does not make you part of an unjust system.

And then people hate vi simply because she looked at caitlyn as her own person and not as an extension of a system???)

Plus jinx(fandom) treat caitlyn like the big evil(when she's not); target her and kidnapping her and killing her mother, then hey... maybe caitlyn will become part of the corruption. Maybe she has a reason to hate them. Like she said.

Caitlyn did have her fall from grace but I never will understand the way people exaggerate it instead of just WATCHING THE SHOW and seeing it for what it is. She also becomes something of the mediator between zaun and ambessa. But again fandom doesn't look at ambessa and noxus.

[11riize]

lee jeonghyeon smut🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

Warning ⚠️ : roommates fucking, oral (both receiving), unprotected sex, M4F, pet names(princess,doll), size difference, filth, make out session, rough sex, strongM, kind of pervert leejeon, lmk if i forgot anything else!!

Masterlist

Part 2

It’s a regular day. Sitting at home just as usual, scrolling on your phone. You were the only person in the apartment since your roommate was busy on his errands. But you couldn’t complain because he was a serious prick. Always making fun of you and other things you could care less about. But the real problem was when he had friends over. They were noisy and arrogant just as he was. But the rent was really good for such a nice place, so you decided to stay there.

After what felt like ages of scrolling the said man walks through the door with groceries in hand. He walks past you as if your not there and goes straight to the kitchen . “Be a doll and come help me.” You here a voice call. Considering how he was kind enough to buy food you decided to help, stepping into the kitchen and putting things away. You needed to put a cereal box on the top shelf in a cabinet but couldn’t reach. Just as you were about to give up you feel a taller frame press against your smaller one, and a larger hand go over yours to put the cereal away.

In a panic you immediately turn around and look up at him, only to see his classic little smirk he does when he knows he got under your skin. “What the hell Lee..” you say and then avert your gaze. Knowing that he’s being a smug little brat and trying his little Fuck boy advances on you, of course you don’t want to feed into his bullshit. “What? What’s the matter L/N” he said, still taunting you. Gosh, as much as you hate to admit it.. he looks really hot right now.

Dark, messy hair yet sexy. Lightly tanned skin from being in the sun. Gosh, the black t-shirt that showed off his yummy biceps, and along his arms trace those veins all the way to his long slender hands that look perfect for what you were missing. His beautiful eyes that were fixated upon your face, holding emotions that you’d never know. “Gosh, has he always look this good?” You thought to yourself but was quickly caught off guard by his low voice snapping you back into reality. “How long are you gonna stare at what you can’t have?” Is what he said. Who the hell does he think he is? “What?” You respond a little annoyed at his ego. “You heard me cute stuff.” He said turning around to go to the fridge. Man, why was he such a dick. But a good looking one.

Not long after you two put the groceries away, you made the two of you some ramen. You put the bowls and take his to his door, sitting it on the floor and giving the door a good knock to alert him. “Thank you” you here the male call out. “Whatever.” You retort and make your way to your room. Man that ramen was amazing. You take the bowl to the kitchen and make your return to your room. And take a little nap

11:44pm

You wake up to a weird sound. You take a look around you dark room and spot nothing out of the ordinary. That being said you stand up and make your way to the hallway where the sounds are louder. And then coming from… jeonghyeons room?! But it sounds like he’s in pain.. “should I check on him?” You think to yourself. You stand there for a few and decide that you should go check it out. You see a small amount of light coming from his room, meaning the door was cracked. So you gather up your courage and push the door open just to reveal a sweaty jeonghyeon stroking his cock with his head thrown back. “What the hell. What do I do ?!” You screamed in your head as your eyes went large. He lifts his head and stops his movements as it settles down in his head that you just walked in on him “are you gonna stay for the show?” He ask as he continues back to his activities “I-im so sorry!!” You say but are unable to move “that’s fine.. wanna come help me?” He says, smirking at you like always. But how can you turn him down?

It’s impossible right? Well your right. So, you make you way to him while he strokes his cock watching you movements. You stop in front of him and sit on your knees, starting to feel embarrassed. You the look up at him waiting for an response. Sensing that he tells you to open your mouth so you follow. His mushroom shaped tip pushes its way past your plump lips. Soon enough it touches the back of your throat so you pull away and lower you head back down and look up at him to see how he’s responding to your ministrations. His eyes are closed and eyebrows knitted together. You swirl your tongue around the glands the down his shaft, earning a grunt from him . Not long after he grabbed you hair, pushing your head down his cock and the a warm liquid filling your mouth and senses. You pull away and swallow, a small cough coming from you.

The man stands up and lifts you to your feet. You look at him with curiosity. He leads you to his bed, where he throws you in the center of. He go on top of you and looks you in the eye briefly before devouring your lips with his own. He bit your bottom lip gently, requesting access to you so you obliged. Exploring each other with excitement and anticipation for one another. The kiss was sensual and lustful. Hot and steamy. He tugged on your shirt, requesting it off, so you sat up and discarded the clothing including your bra. His large hands leaving your waist to now play with your tits, lowering his head to suck on you left nippy. Not forgetting to show the other some affection he tends to both of them. Lowering his kisses until he reaches your underwear. He lifts his head, looking at you. You give him a nod of confirmation and that’s all it takes for him to pull them off and get to work. The feeling of warmth all over you lower half, sending a shiver down your spine. The feeling of euphoria as his tongue explores your most sensitive spotes, gently sucking and licking your bud. His long slinder middle finger finds its way to you hole, rubbing teasing circles around it and gently dipping into it. “Fuck” you grunt out, hearing a giggle from the man before feeling his finger push its way into your gummy walls, earning a louder whimper. He promptly gives you a few thrust before adding his index finger earning a strained series of a lewd moans before quickening his pace. It doesn’t take home long enough to find a weak spot and curl his fingers there while his tongue is working on your bundle of nerves. The feeling of ecstasy engulfs you but right before the wave hits fully he pulls away, chin glistening with your juices that he wipes away with the back of his hand. He leans in to kiss you to which you quickly respond to. The kiss was much more lustful now, more desire for one another and the burning fame of passion to be one. “You want this as much as me right?” He asked through the kiss. “Mhm” you hum back “words princess” he says pulling away just a little while waiting for your voice. “I wanna do it lee” you say softly. He smiles then aligns his cock with your hole, tip sliding in with ease considering how wet your cunt is. Bottoming out completely earning a loud whimper out of you. Halting his movements to let you adjust to his size. It doesn’t take long for you to get impatient “please..” you say out of eagerness for him to fill you up. Upon hearing that he delivers a series of shallow thrust to make sure you can handle him. Hearing your moans he takes that as a sign to start. Movements becoming faster and harder over time, the room stuffy from the two of you being horny fucks, and the melody of your moans and whimpers mixed with skin slapping and his own grunting and moans.

The feeling of him pounding your cunt is sending you closer to an orgasm, wanting nothing more than for him to fuck you to oblivion. On the other hand he’s getting harder instead of relieving himself. The way you pussy sucks him in and tightens with every move of his cock, or the way your crying and moaning because of how good he’s fucking you. Or maybe because he’s always had little fantasies about you.. his cute little roomie. Interesting.

His cock hitting your gspot sending pleasure waves through your body pushing you to the edge. “gonna cum for me baby?” He breathed out, grip tightening on your thigh. “Mhm. So close.” You respond, orgasm approaching closer. “Cum for me then..” and that’s all it takes. Body shaking while he holds your hands, chasing his high now,His thrust becomes more frantic and strong, overstimulation occupies your senses meanwhile he’s chasing his orgasm, and with a few thrust he cums deep in your cunt, letting out a string of grunts and panting noises.

After you both calm down he pulls out and watches his cum ooze out of your hole. He reaches for tissue on the nightstand to clean you both up. “Are you ok?” He asked with his shit eating smirk on his face. “I’m fine..” you replied rolling your eyes while speaking with a huff. After you both a clean he goes to get you a shirt from his dresser and lays next to you in just his boxers. Drowsiness starts settling in as you lay next to the pretty man and you fall into a slumber. He pulls you close and falls fast asleep while keeping you near.

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[k-daydreams]

Touch in the Dark: pt. i

Pairing: Rhysand x fem!Vanserra!reader

Based of this ask

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: abuse, angst, poorly proofread

Author’s note: I got really inspired w this one and got carried away per usual! This is going to be a mini fic at most a 3 part!!

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The sensuous tremor of the music rumbled through the room. Another night for Amarantha to make a fool of someone, you thought as you arrived at her throne room with your brothers. You stood by Eris, a mask of a scowl on your face as you watched her court be merry—if that’s why you could call it. All dancing, grinding on one another, drinking the fae wine, and over indulging on food. To be so fortunate to think this prison was homely must have been an ignorant bliss you hadn’t had the privilege to think. You had hardly found the appetite to eat twice a day if it weren’t for your eldest brother and mother.

Years turned into decades, and the relentless tyranny of the red-headed woman felt like an eternity. As your brothers dispersed into the crowd, you remained with Eris. Due to Lucien’s escape from your father’s suffocating grasp, Eris became your closest ally.

“What’s your strategy for tonight?” Eris queried, both of you observing the crowd.

Nonchalantly adjusting your gown’s sleeves, you responded, “Check on mother, evade father and our brothers, and hope Amarantha doesn’t summon me.”

“Stay inconspicuous, Y/n,” Eris cautioned, his gaze piercing. “I’m serious.”

You scoffed, “Easier said than done.”

“Father’s aware of your recent…activities.”

You bit your lip, of course he did. He always learned what bidding Amarantha made you do—not like you could avoid it. Either suffer at the hands of that cruel woman or suffer from the hands of your father. You had experienced both, and your father’s sadist ways were getting off easy nowadays.

“You think our court’s morals matter down here, Eris?” You retorted curtly.

“You can still have modesty,” he bit back. “When we get out of here, nobody will ever want you after hearing how many nobles and lords you’ve bedded.”

Your eyes flashed with anger, “you know I have no say in the matter. Now if you’ll excuse me.” Pushing past him, you needed distance from the constant reminders of your grim reality.

Scanning the room, you took a wine-filled goblet from a passing servant. Settling at a secluded table, and sighing. You hadn’t known why Amarantha had made you one of her harlots. It took you years to comply with the bidding before finally letting go of your morality.

“I knew I could smell filth, Lady Fox.” A voice purred from behind you. You tensed as the Night Court High Lord, Rhysand, took a seat next to you. The despair you had felt turned into an ice with close proximity to the dark haired violet eyed male.

“Are you sure those aren’t Amarantha’s sheets you just rolled in that you’re smelling?” You replied smoothly.

He narrowed his eyes at you, “did Tarquin not satisfy you enough? Or did you not collect enough secrets for her liking last night and got punished?”

Rhysand could be insufferable. He had always held a disdain toward you, one that started as unwarranted until it was. You had once been a close friend to his cousin, Morrigan. Both of you were able to bond over the fact both your families hated females and only saw them as property and assets. Then your brothers had left her for dead in the woods of your court when they found she had been sullied. A note from her parents nailed to her womb.

You had mourned quietly for days for her, until Eris had broken through the wards you put up so no one could bother you. Everyone associated you to be just as cruel and nasty like your father and brothers—never taking into consideration you were your own person. Had considered the actions your family have done wounded you, and you always paid a price for them. No friends that weren’t actually friends, only scared of the consequences if they didn’t hang around you. No one you could trust without fear they’d report everything you have said to your family. That alone filled you with enough spite and resentment to become the vision everyone already had perceived you as.

“He was quite satisfactory,” you hummed, taking a sip from your glass. It was average at best, you wouldn’t let the deceitful high lord know.

Since you had been locked under this Mother forsaken place, he had been damn near the bane of your existence. Always going the extra mile to make this living nightmare a living hell for you. Poking and prodding you, knowing you couldn’t do much in retaliation.

He gave you a disgusted look and caught a servant on their way out of the room with a tray of drinks. He leaned over and plucked one off the platter like you had done prior. You couldn’t help but notice as he leaned over where his tattoos peaked from under his shirt, lashings danced over his taut back underneath the dark fabric. Your scowl had turned to frown.

“Did you not satisfy her majesty last night?” There was no venom to your words. You hadn’t known the prized possession of Amarantha had still been punished like her little spies and sex workers. You thought he got off easy since she still allowed him some of his magic, offered him one of the best suites in this prison, and more authority than anyone else down here.

He cooly leaned back, adjusting his shirt as if he knew what you saw. Then taking the drink down his throat in one gulp. He used his sleeve to wipe the drop that dropped from the corner of his mouth. His violet eyes meeting yours, a dangerous warning in those orbs.

“I wouldn’t go snooping around, Lady Fox.” Was all he said, getting up from the table and melded into the crowd of courtiers.

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The thin fabric worsened the sting of your back as it moved against the wounds that had been inflicted on you hours prior. You quietly snuck out of your family’s suite feeling suffocated being in the same vicinity as them. After the underwhelming festivities of the night your father had cornered you with your elder brothers in the suite, no Eris or your mother in sight. The poker from the fireplace in his hand, and your brothers ripping your dress down the back, constraining you.

The shame you brought upon this family was all that you could hear echoing off the halls, though they were eerily silent. Filthy whore scratching down your mind as the friction of fabric on your back reminded you of the burning iron that branded your skin. You had walked mindlessly through the halls, trying to escape your thoughts. To grasp whatever sanity was left in your mind. You no longer cried when punished, only letting the fire that was dampered for now simmer inside you. You learned crying only fed the cruelty of your father and brothers.

You sat at the top of the main staircase that led to all the suites under the mountain. You clenched your teeth, hissing, as you shrugged down the straps of your nightgown so the cold air could hit the hot wounds. Bending over, hugging your knees and rocking, getting accustomed to the chill.

“It’s not wise to be out of your suite at night, Lady Fox.” That familiar chastising voice filled the silent halls. You looked up to see Rhysand walking up the stairs towards you. You straightened up, wincing, tugging the straps up to your nightgown.

“Couldn’t I say the same?” You mustered a sneer. He was still in his clothes from earlier, slightly crumpled and wrinkled now. You could smell Amarantha on him, making your nose crinkle.

“Pain doesn’t suit you.” He said simply. “Take a walk with me.” He reached out. You hesitantly looked at his outstretched hand he offered. “I won’t bite or scold you.”

You let him take your smaller dainty hand into his rough calloused one. Fighting the seethe and sharp intake of breath as he helped you up, your muscles sore from exhaustion.

You two didn’t talk as he led you through the halls of suites. His hand still holding yours, you wondered if he had realized it. You were too numb to care or admit that warmth brought slight comfort.

“You’re not bringing me to her, are you?” You whispered. You two walked in a wing you weren’t familiar with, and your blood ran slightly cold with every step you took with the High Lord.

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough fun tonight, Lady Fox?” The sarcasm dripped from his tongue. “I’m not as cruel as you Vanserra’s.” You gave him a side eye, him only offering a tight lipped smile.

He led you to a door, opening it and letting you in first. He closed the door, locking it behind him. With a snap of his fingers the fireplace roared to life, causing you to flinch. It was a bedroom. His bedroom.

“I didn’t realize you actually occupied your bedroom, I thought you rumpled about hers every night.” You said icily, taking all the details of the room in.

A large bed in the middle neatly made with dark silk sheets, a fur lined duvet, and a knitted throw blanket at the end. A dark mantled fireplace with a couple chairs in front. A wardrobe and dresser against the wall, and a door that you assumed led to a bathroom.

“She would be so fortunate to have me grace her bedroom every night.” A feline smile on his lips, his teeth brightly gleaming in the firelight. “Take a seat.” He made a gesture with his head to his bed. He walked through the door in the corner, hearing him rummage through some cabinets as you sat on the edge of the plush mattress.

Your bed wasn’t even this comfortable, you thought as you rolled your shoulders in discomfort. He came back out moments later with medical supplies and in some night clothes. He set them on the stand next to the bed, and sat next to you.

He went to reach for the straps of your nightgown, but pulled away slightly. “Do you mind?” He asked. You shook your head as you faced away from him. He took the straps and slid them down your arms. His touch was surprisingly gentle, being careful as the fabric slightly stuck to your wounds pulling your gown down. He cursed under his breath as he saw what your father had done. You're sure he had seen the healed wounds that littered your back as well, you had more than you could count by now from even before under the mountain.

Another silence had fallen upon the two of you, with only quiet hisses as he cleaned your back. Your eyes blankly staring at the poker by the fireplace.

The centuries of existence you would have never thought that Rhysand would be tending to your wounds—maybe causing them, but never gingerly applying tonic and bandages to your spine. Your shoulders tensed as he brushed some hair away, his fingers sending goosebumps down your arms.

“What would you do if we were finally freed?” He asked thoughtfully.

Your breath stilled at the question. “I-I don’t know.” You stammered.

“Would you leave the Autumn Court?” He dabbed at your back. You had thought numerous times about leaving. Like your brother had.

You cleared your throat, “I couldn’t leave my mother with them by herself.” Your father treated her atrociously, and she had been the only one to show you true love. You had often opted to take the brunt of your father’s brute behavior to save her from it, if you could help it. He only hummed in response at your answer.

“What would you do?”

“I would visit my mother’s old home in Illyria.” He didn’t hesitate with his answer. You bit your lip, you had heard from Lucien what happened about what happened to Rhysand’s mother and sister. You had thought your family had been cruel, but Tamlin’s were gods awful. Tamlin still proved to be awful, he was the reason you all had been under the mountain. You were able to at least sympathize with him on that.

“The Spring Court revels in anguish.” Was all you could say.

He chuckled darkly, “always. Reckoning will come for them soon.” All of you. It had been forty eight years of this curse, it was quickly creeping up to fifty. Soon everyone would feel that reckoning. He finished bandaging your back, smoothing them all over.

He got up to put the supplies away, leaving you awkwardly feeling exposed, sitting there with your nightgown only covering your lower half. You started to pull it up, but he came out with a dark cotton shirt. He handed it to you. His eyes stayed locked on yours as you took the shirt.

“You can sleep here, I’ll wake you before the servants and guards start roaming.” He told you as you slipped the shirt over your head, standing up to discard your blood stained nightgown from yourself. The shirt had stopped mid thigh, the cool air hitting your legs.

“Thank you,” you murmured as you set the soiled gown on the chair by the fireplace. “You didn’t have to help me.”

“She’s expecting you to do some bidding later. Can’t have you restless and burned. The scars should be gone by then.” He said void of emotion, but you saw a flash of something unreadable in those eyes as he spoke. He untucked the sheets and blankets for you.

There had been a reason for his motives in helping you, of course. Not just out of pure kindness. You felt stupid for not thinking of that in the first place.

“I’ll sleep in the chair.” He grabbed the throw.

You got in the bed, pulling the covers up, the feeling of the silk soft on your bare skin. “This is your bed, it’s big enough for us both.”

“Inviting me to bed already?” He smirked at you. Your cheeks heated in embarrassment, and he merely smiled walking to the other side. “No funny business.” He mocked sternly, slipping under the covers.

You rolled your eyes, before turning on your side away from him. “Goodnight.”

“G’night Lady Fox.” He snapped his fingers, the fire smoldering to just coals. Letting the sound of smoldering ember lull you to a restless sleep.

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I hope you enjoyed the first part! Feel free to like, reblog, reply with feedback!! My requests are open to request any idea for fics, blurbs, or headcanons!!

[daechwitatamic]

Get to Know Me

I was tagged by @sailorsoon @tomodachiii and @eoieopda :)

WHAT'S THE ORIGIN OF YOUR BLOG TITLE?

made back when i considered myself a double-bias for Taehyung and Yoongi, it is half daechwita and half tata mic

FAVORITE FANDOMS?

I'm currently in bts, svt, and skz fandoms

OTP(s)/SHIPNAME?

i don't ship real people but in terms of friendships and dynamics you KNOW i'm insane about vmin and boochan :')

FAVORITE COLOR?

purple!

FAVORITE GAME?

i was heavily into the sims franchise for almost my whole life but my laptop stopped running it so i had to go cold turkey lol also ACNH, all the zelda games, and all the pokemon games

SONG STUCK IN YOUR HEAD?

lol actually it's ultra by skz rn

WEIRDEST HABIT/TRAIT?

i think a lot of things i do are probably weird. the random noises, the patterns and routines, many of my mannerisms, etc.

HOBBIES?

writing, reading, video games, shitty reality tv, puzzles, easy hikes, food and drink for enjoyment!!

IF YOU WORK, WHAT IS YOUR PROFESSION?

i am unfortunately in public education

IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WISH, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

an author :/ that was the dream and goal when i went to college

SOMETHING YOU'RE GOOD AT?

writing, sometimes lol i'm also a strong swimmer and i think i have a lot of resilience to push through tough situations

SOMETHING YOU'RE BAD AT?

counting lmao. cooking. cleaning. anything the adhd says we shouldn't do.

SOMETHING YOU LOVE?

coffee :') my spouse. my cats. my couch. mornings where i don't have to go anywhere. traveling. eating good food.

SOMETHING YOU COULD TALK ABOUT FOR HOURS OFF THE CUFF?

certain books/authors, probably. my own misadventures... i've had an interesting life lol

SOMETHING YOU HATE?

my job lmfao

SOMETHING YOU COLLECT?

when i travel new places i like to get a christmas tree ornament to represent that place/trip :)

SOMETHING YOU FORGET?

lmao bestie i have seveeeeeeeere adhd and i am fast and loose with actually taking my meds so i forget every fucking thing.

WHAT'S YOUR LOVE LANGUAGE?

receiving is words of affirmation, giving is time spent

FAVORITE MOVIE/SHOW?

pacific rim and inception are my top two movies lol i'm only a little embarrassed about it. show might be the good place or ted lasso.

FAVORITE FOOD?

i fuck with all foods. i love food. give me any food. i think the only food i actively don't like is coconut and that's just when it's coconuts shavings on top of sweets, if its cooked in a dish we're fine lol

FAVORITE ANIMAL?

idk man cats i guess

ARE YOU MUSICAL?

i actually am very musical. started piano lessons when i was six and stopped when i moved out at eighteen, took vocal lessons on and off in those same years. played oboe with school band from age 10 to 18. played violin 2-3 years with school but couldn't tell you the first thing about it now that i'm grown. i love music, i'm passionate about music.

WHAT WERE YOU LIKE AS A CHILD?

loud and annoying!! also very very smart and very entitled because of it!! :) and that's on undiagnosed neurodivergence!!

FAVORITE SUBJECT AT SCHOOL?

reading and writing, everything else was torture

LEAST FAVORITE SUBJECT?

math in any capacity. i'm very slow at it and i don't remember math facts and formulas well

WHAT'S YOUR BEST CHARACTER TRAIT?

dude idk lol i try to be empathetic and fair and logical?

WHAT'S YOUR WORST CHARACTER TRAIT?

i reject this question on principle because young women spend too long learning to like themselves to them have to sit and yap about what's bad about them go away you're not my therapist and this is not productive!

IF YOU COULD CHANGE ANY DETAIL OF YOUR DAY RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

the fact that i have to go to work tomorrow :) and i have not had coffee

IF YOU COULD TRAVEL IN TIME, WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO MEET?

Rumi but only if we could also speak to each other and understand so there needs to be a translation clause in with the time travel clause

REC YOUR FAVE FANFICS (SPREAD THE LOVE):

favorite authors are: @sailorsoons (also sailoryooons), @eoieopda, @moni-logues, @kkaetnipjeon, @withleeknow (also jeonqkooks),

@magicshopaholic, @casuallyimagining (also featseungmin), @bookyeom, @sluttywoozi, @ylangelegy (also xinganhao),

and @100vern sorry that you're all alone down here lmao but iirc it will tag everyone if its in batches of 5 by section

TAG OTHERS TO COMPLETE (NO PRESSURE):

anyone who hasn't played yet!!

[imnotshua]

get to know your mutuals ★ tag game

@100vern tysm for tagging me, i completely forgot about it until i logged on, and now i've forgotten what i actually logged in to do

what's the origin of your blog title? i'm not joshua hong and i'm not sure about anything :)

favorite fandoms: i'm not hugely into fandom spaces beyond watching/listening to the content and reading the fics, whenever i've delved deeper than surface level there always seems to be some level of animosity for something or someone or some other fandom and i'm not into all that. i enjoy fandoms for the joy they bring me. i just wanna have my fun and i don't wanna have my bubble burst. that's not to say i'm actively delusional or wilfully ignorant, i just tune out the noise.

OTP(s)/shipname: boongi (me & yoongi), beosang (me and yeosang), joshee (me and joshua)

favorite color: soft muted greens, lavender, blush pinks

favorite game: i've been playing a lot of stardew valley lately

song stuck in your head: water by seventeen. vernons IcE cream i'll be sweet deo chagabge simply won't leave my brain

weirdest habit/trait? when i shower at night i won't turn the light on. i don't know why

hobbies: pottery (i've just booked classes to go back after a three month break I'M SO EXCITED), writing, reading. i'm getting back into walking the lakes, and when the weather warms up i'm gonna get back out on my kayak.

if you work, what's your profession? enamel pin designer

if you could have any job you wish, what would it be? painter who sits in her garden on a warm day with a cup of tea (i don't even like tea) and a cat at her feet, and paints in the sunshine

something you're good at: stealing jewels answer for this - writing (i hope), moving house (i've done it 19 times so i'm a fucking pro), being an internet detective, i can find out anything about your ex. committing your natal chart to memory. at least looking like i'm calm when in reality i want to walk into the ocean lmao. raising children (mine are pretty cool)

something you're bad at: remembering anything useful. remembering that some people are shitty and do not deserve my grace. dancing

something you love: my family & friends, the cat who comes to visit me every day, music, the view from my bedroom window, when it's really cold but sunny outside, the three little porcelain cats i made at a pottery workshop, the chocolate box village i moved to, the way i painted my living room, the sunrise from my garden

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: astrology

something you hate: putting the bins out (god being the only adult in my house is exhausting) and washing the dishes (it's relentless)

something you collect: photocards, thanking god i'm not a completionist because yeosang has too many to keep up with

something you forget: my own opinions (feed me new information and i'll change like the wind)

what's your love language? quality time, words of affirmation

favorite movie/show: really enjoying severance rn, i'm not good at the theories but i enjoy hearing them, watched the ozarks recently too and i'd die for ruth, i watched band of brothers a while back and cried so hard but could never watch it again. was into eastenders between 2002-2011 but haven't seen an episode since ronnie did the babyswap. i love kiki's delivery service, howl's moving castle, pride & prejudice (2005), atonement, eternal sunshine of a spotless mind, shrek 2

favorite food: buldak cabonara ramen, a fried runny egg on sourdough bread, cottage pie, thai red curry, hot rhubarb crumble and cold custard, pistachio tiramisu

favorite animal: cats

are you musical? no lol i enjoy it but i can't play anything anymore. i used to be okay at the piano but honestly if i'm not good at something immediately then i'll give up.

what were you like as a child? god idk. defiant lmao. my parents struggled with me as soon as i developed a sense of justice. i used to write books in the middle of the night, beg off school the next day because i was exhausted, and use the time off to illustrate them. my mum caught on after 3 books. one that sticks out was called The Enchanted Fireplace and it was about some kids that found out they could use their granny's fireplace to time travel lol. mum probably has that one in her attic

favorite subject at school? art, english language, & history. art and eng lang because it fed my creativity, history because mr h was the funniest teacher i've ever known. shoutout to mr h wherever u are, i really enjoyed that term we learned about the romans

least favorite subject? geography because it bored me. computer tech because the teacher was a creep and i knew how to use the internet better than he did. RE because our teacher should've been in therapy for her anger issues

what's your best character trait? stealing jewel's answer bc i am also great in a crisis. no one will ever know that i'm not as calm as i look on the inside. thank u autism <3

what's your worst character trait? i lack motivation

if you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? i would have taken advantage of the rare sunny weather and did some gardening

if you could travel in time who would you like to meet? me in 2010. don't be fucking stupid girl don't date him

recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love): tuesday moon by @effortandmore and come sail away by @starlightkyeom <3 my loves

tagging: anyone who wants to! i don't know anyone v well but i'd like to and i'm nervers to make friends outside of the small group i have :') if you see this & want to join in with your own, please tag me so we can chat

#tag game

[magickman1234]

The Danger of Denial

God babe, look at you! How can you ignore what I’ve done to you? I know you come hard and long until you hurt it turns you on so much but is the obesity worth mobility issues? I know you enjoyed the freedom of giving in to obesity but you’re no longer 280, nor just 300 or 350. You’re over 400! You’re not just lightly inconvenienced now you really are experiencing your favorite weight gain stories now. You barely fit into normal chairs babe. You can’t fit in booths and I’ll need to start getting you a second chair if I’m honest. I see you pretend it’s not so and leaving it to me to fix. God is it worth it though? You’re dependent on me more and more but you pretend you aren’t. You’ve let denial be your main method and avoidance. Excuses and trying to pretend you’re in charge. I mean it’s hot to watch you slowly develop real mobility issues, get too fat for booths and barely fit through tiny hotel bathroom doors but it adds up. You’re totally helpless now. You just come harder when I’ve told you this and it’s like it’s a game to you. If we didn’t live in the USA you’d always be the fattest women hell person at every place or event we waddle you into. But fuck this last year it’s clear you’re so rotund you’re the fattest like 90-95% of the time. Yes our region isn’t as fat as others but it’s got lots of fat and super sized people. You seriously are so fat I have to take you to a buffet to guarantee you’re outclassed. I hate to say it but your now peers with even the ssbbws and smaller usssbbw. You’re over 400 now you’ll literally never be able to get your old body back and I catch you eating all the time faster when you realize it. I’ve made you so greedy you steal my food and you convince yourself you bring food for me that’s clearly for you. You’re in denial that you’re not a greedy sow like you are. I’ll be lucky if I can keep you from actually hitting 450 in the next six months to a year. We’ve both gotten in denial how turned on you get at the darkest shit in feedism. You’re seriously addicted to humiliation. I teased you about winning a free meal at that heart attack grill last month and when I brought it up again you went so wild. I’ve never seen you come so hard so long! You’re out of actual control between the pleasure of food, your gluttony for humiliation and your utter arousal when I catch a new roll/stretchmark/mobility issue I point out to you. You’re so in denial about the reality but the reality when I point it out turns you on more. You used to be so active more dominate sexually well a switch but you submit and give in to your gluttony without thought. Remember you used to be an accomplished feeder too? Maybe more of a feeder but once I got you set free yourself you slowly stopped cooking or actively focus on feeding others. You let me ply you with treats and lazing in our living room. Sure you might get busy or get things done still but it’s becoming it’s own denial as you’ve now can do it all without getting up much. You’re so hopeless now as rolls and belly fat escape your clothes to a humiliating degree but you stuff your fat face eagerly. You say nothing when I give you sweets or chips or whatever I know will turn to pure lard because honestly I’ve made you way too lazy. Lazy on levels that embarrass you when it’s just me and you let alone around others. The tasty denial of a fat girl turned utter butterball tries to pretend to be busy or uses real business to cover it’s getting hard or exhausting to do it herself. I can see it in your eyes the highly suppressed humiliation and fear when you reach for something or waddle your fat ass across “challenging” room or space that even to your average fat girl would never find restrictive or hard to pass through. You know. You lived at the nice crossroads of fat but not truly humiliatingly fat for year well then you met me. Now grazing and multiple desserts and snacks are the norm. You’re hopeless, helpless and literally blowing up with fat. You relish and fantasize about the next humiliation so hard you only come harder as you surpass each limit you hit.

[kallystah]

|17| Surprise little chicks

700 words

The eldest sitting on the living room carpet while the youngest lingered over the task the latter had asked him to do, they chatted nicely in front of their favorite TV series, which was none other than the beginnings of reality TV. Using his comb to separate his brother's locks to apply the coloring to his roots, the second continued to criticize the man playing his role while the eldest calmly ate his popcorn next to the pile of clothes stained with dried blood from their previous outing…

Indeed, it's no secret that Haitanis are not cleanliness freaks compared to their parents, who, every time they came back for a few days between two trips, always ended up killing them with all this noise, which was not so disastrous, they told themselves, without knowing, however, the unhealthy activities of their children, which were always well hidden.

Unfortunately, today the apartment seemed surely too wise and good-natured for the superior beings who had decided to involve destiny. It is true that not really wanting to answer their mother in the middle of fighting, he had forgotten to call her back a week ago and had not taken the time to listen to the voicemail. But wandering on his portal after having moved the black dye away from him, the one with the blue-colored locks listens to this message while taking from the food package that his brother kindly hands him. Nevertheless, both hearing the message at the same time, they choke violently before exchanging a panicked look.

"Hello my chicks, your father and I are coming to say hello to you on Thursday afternoon!"

-Ho shit.

-You take care of the living room and the kitchen, I'll take care of the laundry. Orders the eldest, panicking throughout the apartment in search of the dirty and bloody clothes scattered around, most of the time almost falling because of getting tangled up in them.

For his part, the youngest focuses on cleaning the surfaces in need and allows himself to throw the waste to his brother armed with a garbage bag to get rid of the corpses of beers and junk food that their parents hated.

The dreaded footsteps echoing in the space, on the stairs, in the hallway then stopping in front of the door, at the sound of the keys turning in the lock, the two panicked boys rush towards it, jostling each other without wanting to. Rindou having been thrown by his brother who had slipped ends up responding by crushing his foot violently as the door opens. Unable to shout, the latter turns red, letting out an unmanly cry while the other puts his glasses on his nose, proud, ready to welcome.

-Surprise my chicks! Their mother greets them, so happy to see them, taking them in her arms with force to show them the love she gives them despite the fact that they are never there.

-What a surprise… They say, a forced smile still out of breath from their intense effort.

Unfortunately, detaching themselves from their mother who pinches their cheeks as if she still had young children in front of her, they are all three stopped by the father who has gone around the apartment.

-Can I know why there is a baton on the couch?

Addressing each other a panicked look, the two brothers try to find a reason as quickly as possible but just as valid. But, unfortunately it was the youngest who found an explanation.

In a few words: never let Rindou explain a phenomenon to his parents.

-Ran has strange fantasies that we can't understand as a normal person dad, don't bother.

-Ran? The two parents wonder in shock, turning towards the one who was glaring at his brother, trying to remain neutral despite his strong amusement.

-Surprise. He tries behind, not knowing what to say in this situation.

-Your chick does weird things mom. The two-tone whispers before leaving, leaving his brother alone to be questioned relentlessly about fantasies that he only knew the names of.

-My god my chick has grown up and is doing adult things. She cries as the black-haired man tries to discredit this statement as best he can.

~~~chapter 17 end-

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[loiswasadevil]

youre such a terrible fucking troll. youve got a lazy backstory, you "dont know" where your money comes from, you dont know what happened to your mom (tbh thats plausible, but unlikely), like youre seriously so bad at this HAHAHA. good run tho. i know you wont answer this bc you cant disprove, but u made me laugh so much. thank u frfr

I'm not a Troll Because JUST BECAUSE I'M FAMILY GUY FAN. I haven't spoken to my mom in over 8 years I don't know what happened to her I don't want any contact with my Family or my past life I don't fucking care what happened to her Because of the way they treated me. I NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT ANY OF THIS BULLSHIT UNTIL I BECAME ACTIVE ONLINE, THESE THINGS HAVE NEVER EVER CONCERNED ME AND I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN SELF SUFFICIENT, I DON'T NEED TO KNOW WHERE MY MONEY COMES FROM BECAUSE IT DOESNT CONCERN ME AND I HAVE NEVER SUPPORTED THIS CORRUPT SYSTEM, WHAT CAN YOU SAY ABOUT YOURSELF? YOU ARE A COG IN THE MACHINE, I AM THE AIR THAT SURROUNDS SAID MACHINE. I DON'T NEED TO TELL ANYONE ANYTHING ABOUT MY MOTHER, MY FATHER, OR MY BROTHER, I TALK ABOUT MY EXPERIENCES OFF GRID TO SPREAD AWARENESS ABOUT THE REALITY OF OFF GRID AND TO HIGHLIGHT THE IMPORTANCE OF FAMILY GUY IN MY LIFE, BECAUSE FOR OVER 10 YEARS IT WAS ALL I THOUGHT ABOUT. YES FOR MANY YEARS OF MY LIFE CALEB BOUGHT ME FOOD AND GIFTS. I DO KNOW WHERE MY MONEY COMES FROM BECAUSE I KNOW HOW TO USE MY CASHAPP CARD BECAUSE IM A FUCKING ADULT TOO, AND I HAVE ANOTHER CARD I USE WHEN IT DOESNT WORK. I KNOW HOW TO PRESERVE FOOD AND I HARDLY EAT AS MUCH AS THE AVERAGE PERSON. I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT HAPPENED TO MY MOM I HOPE SHE IS DEAD AS I DO WITH MY FATHER, I HOPE THEY ARE WATCHING ME EXPERIENCE MY HEAVEN;THEIR HELL EVERY DAY AND THRIVE. I AM THE DEVIL THAT RULES IN THEIR HELL, MY IRONIC PUNISHMENT WAS FUTILE IN THE HANDS OF FATE, BECAUSE I ESCAPED OFF GRID AND YOU WANT TO DENY ME MY HAPPINESS EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW LITTLE OF MY LIFE. I DON'T HAVE A "BACKSTORY" I HAVE PERSONAL STORIES I SHARE WITH MY CLOSEST FOLLOWERS ON TUMBLR, I HAVE NEVER EVER MINDED TALKING ABOUT MY EXPERIENCE BECAUSE I BELIEVE IT IS MY DUTY AS AN ABUSE SURVIVOR TO TELL MY STORY. LIKING FAMILY GUY DOESN'T MAKE ME OR ANYONE A TROLL. YOU DON'T CALL SOUTH PARK KIN TROLLS JUST FOR BEING WHO THEY ARE, EVEN THOUGH THOSE PEOPLE ARE DISGUSTING CHILD PORN LOVING FREAKS. YOU JUST WANT TO HATE ON FAMILY GUY KIN AND BE MY CATALYST AND FUCK YOU FOR THAT. WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO "DISPROVE" WHEN NOBODY BELIEVES A STORY THAT I DIDN'T ASK ANYONE TO BELIEVE IN THE FIRST PLACE, MY LIFE ISN'T A STORY FOR YOU TO FLIP THROUGH LIKE SOME MAGAZINE. FAMILY GUY FANS LIVES MATTER AND FUCK YOU FOR TRYING TO DIMINISH ME FOR BEING AN ADULT CARTOON FAN/KIN. SORRY NOT SORRY THAT LIFE HAS DELT CARDS IN MY FAVOR, AND I HAVE THE WINNING HAND. I DO NOT HAVE TO DISPROVE ANYTHING, MY LIFE IS MY LIFE AND I CHOOSE TO TELL YOU ALL ABOUT IT BECAUSE I WANT TO SPREAD AWARENESS AND SHOW YOU ALL INSIGHT ABOUT HER DEVILS HEART AND THE PARALLEL HATRED BETWEEN UNIVERSI THAT CORRUPTED IT IN THE FIRST PLACE.