#scammers belong in hell .

[nomairuins]

ive been getting way more scammers in my inbox since i got unsbed. ugh

[muchymozzarella]

Palestine scams

This is heartbreaking for me to post about in a time of such need, but if someone in your inbox asks you for help saying they're Palestinian/have family in Palestine, they're most likely a SCAM.

I know you all want to help, but it's more helpful to do due diligence so your help isn't being wasted on liars.

Something I've seen twice now is a scam where the person COPY PASTES the description from a REAL Palestinian GoFundMe and even uses their photos, but their link is not the GoFundMe and leads to a random PayPal with an unrelated name instead. We don't know if they're associated but they never clarify, so they're more than likely a scam and you should just find the original GoFundMe and donate there instead (unless it has a problem).

I ignore any asks or messages for aid unless I know the person because of how common these scams have become.

So many people are using the genocide in Palestine to steal money. They deserve hell, in no uncertain terms. But you can circumvent them by

1) Not trusting messages or asks sent to you by strangers about donating

2) Google Reverse Image Searching the image they used to see if it belongs to someone else

3) Checking their donate link to see if the names match up the original post

Share this post to spread awareness!

Please stay safe everyone! Free Palestine, fuck scammers to hell.

[roseeycreates-blog]

Imagine Tenzin, consumed by grief after Lin's passing, deciding to follow her into the afterlife.

After reading the bittersweet fanfic "Meant To Be" by @risingsoleil (check her ao3 page if you are a linzin fan. She's an amazing writer. I love her works!), an idea came to me: what if Tenzin journeyed through the 9 circles of Hell before reuniting with Lin in Paradise? Drawing from Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy, specifically Dante's Inferno, Tenzin would confront his deepest fears and regrets in each circle, leading to a powerful and emotional reunion with Lin in the afterlife.

So here's Tenzin:

(Sorry about the arrow, I just added that detail because Picrew doesn't have that option.)

I chose a red arrow instead of blue to symbolize that he took his own life, which is why he's in Hell (all life is sacred). I dressed him in a red robe and added a golden choker. Finally, he has an earring with Lin's eye color, given to him by his guide.

His guide, Iroh:

In this story, He is Tenzin's Virgil, guiding him through the 9 circles of Hell. Lin asks Iroh to help Tenzin on his journey and gives him the earring that Tenzin wears. It's a symbol of Lin's presence with him throughout the journey.

Lastly, Lin:

(Can I just say she looks so pretty, I also added the scars)

Tenzin's Beatrice is waiting for him in Paradise. he’s also wearing an earring with Tenzin’s eye color, showing that she’s waiting for him on the other side.

( Picrew link male | female )

9 Circles of Hell:

The First Circle: Limbo

He comes across an unborn child and learns that Lin had a miscarriage after they broke up. He then sees a vision of what their life might have been if the child had lived. When he snaps out of this illusion, he finds himself holding a deformed baby.

The Second Circle: Lust

He reflects on his own desires and the complicated nature of his love for Lin. Temptations hit hard with visions of women pampering him, including an illusion of Pema. Just as he's about to give in, he sees Lin watching him, which snaps him back to his true goal: to be with her.

The Third Circle: Gluttony

He witnesses wealthy high-ranking figures, some from the Earth Kingdom, being devoured by beasts. They endlessly heal and suffer, showing the impact of their excessive wealth on others. This makes him rethink his own lifestyle.

The Fourth Circle: Greed

He sees greedy souls, including mercenaries and assassins like the combustion bender who hunted his parents, being crushed by boulders of gold. This makes him reflect on his own struggles—not for money, but the selfishness that came from the pressure to repopulate the Air Nation after his father’s death.

The Fifth Circle: Wrath

He encounters fallen soldiers from endless wars, especially Fire Nation armies from the Hundred Year War, stuck in muddy rivers that act like quicksand. This scene stirs up memories of the conflicts he and Lin faced before their breakup.

The Sixth Circle: Heresy

He sees people consumed by evil spirits. Unalaq is burning in a fiery tomb as punishment for his dark deeds. It makes him think about whether his own followers, who idolize airbenders, might end up suffering the same way.

The Seventh Circle: Violence

He sees the spirits of Fire Nation leaders who committed violence against innocents. One of them is the person who killed his grandmother. He realizes he belongs in this circle too, as he committed violence by taking his own life.

The Eighth Circle: Fraud

He sees scammers, manipulators, and impostors who deceive others for their gain. Hama, the first bloodbender, pretends to be a helpless old woman to trick people like Katara into helping her get revenge. He also sees an illusion of himself saying he's a fraud, struggling to be himself while trying to meet others’ expectations.

The Ninth Circle: Treachery

Finally, he sees betrayers, including Firelord Sozin and Ozai, frozen in icy pits. One of them accuses him, saying, “You also betrayed Lin—remember, you cheated!” The crowd roars, but as he’s overwhelmed by darkness, the earring starts to glow. Iroh steps in to guide him to the exit.

Reaching Paradise:

After everything that happened, Lin hugged him tightly. They stood there for a moment, just holding each other, overwhelmed by the joy of being reunited. Their smiles said it all—despite the pain and challenges, they were together again, and that made everything worthwhile.

"I died," Lin said quietly. "And you weren’t there."

"I know," he replied, looking down. "I heard from Akna about your last words..."

"Shhh," Lin cut him off gently, her voice softening. "No need to dwell on that."

"But I came here," he said earnestly, his eyes meeting hers.

"You came to find me," Lin said, her eyes shining with happiness.

"Of course I did," he said with a tender smile. "I couldn’t do anything else."

Then Lin gave him a bit of a lecture about his actions.

(lines from Castlevania)

[mobblespsycho100]

👍psychoanalyze ur kabru playlist now boy

yes I shall #1 boykisser... 🫡

ask game thing

anyway formatting the last post was kinda hell for me. which is why I'll do the same exact formatting for this one...

(rambling all over the place is commencing)

1. Valley of The Dolls by MARINA

baby. where do i freaking begin.

"In the valley of the dolls, we sleep" -> his adoptive mother, Milsiril, is a big fan of collecting dolls. Like, plushies of everything. She animates them to fight, but they're also there to soothe her. She also adopts a lot of children from short-lived races who don't have a family and she got allegations that she treats them all like her dolls lmao... I mean she kind of does in the sense that they're all precious to her. She does respect their autonomy but uhhh still living with such a doting and overbearing/overprotective mother makes u wanna break outta the dollhouse the cage . be free . hashtag transgenderism also gosh im getting off topic . anyway i bet Kabru slept with a lotta those dolls. in his comfy bed . that he left behind because hes not abt that life mama he wanna see the world and save it and get killed in dungeons. boy.

"Got a hole inside of me / Living with identities / That do not belong to me" -> Grouping these lyrics together because it makes sense for my twisted narrative i mean my very real and based takes. Anyway, he's got a hole inside of him the void in his heart (in his mind) and thats why. his autism and ptsd masking swag. thats as eloquent as i can put it. theres a lot more i can say though

"In my life, I got this far" -> He survived the tragedy of Utaya his hometown . the bloodbath because of the dungeon. It has to be for a purpose ™ . It's because he has to save the world from suffering the same fate and it's his burden to bear it's his purpose it was why he survived (the survivor's guilt... goodness man. trauma processing of all time. :[ )

"Now I'm ready for the last hoorah" -> boy . letting these panels speak for itself. putting it under the cut because spoilers for the peeps seeing this maintagged and they're not caught up with manga .

yeah boy hes falling. fallen. uhm. in the pit. Ready for the last hoorah in this case like. yeah 🤣 just leaving it up to laios (Liar . kabru and mithrun dungeon adventure speedrun)

"Dying like a shooting star" -> guy keeps dying. not even like a shooting star really. well. ig hes going out in style somewhat id getting crushed by Falin's chimera dragon claw counts as shooting star style

2. Lip Sinking by The Hoosiers

We all know Sash does not play about The Hoosiers which is why I have 26 damn The Hoosiers songs on there I should get awarded tbh .

Now Lip Sinking is really good because it's another one of those scammer / masking guy anthems i keep talking about. These lyrics in Verse 5 in particular is really easy to match to Kabru's character moment™ though, so let's break it down.

"I float above my body" -> Common depersonalization experience. For trauma reasons, Kabru probably feels like this a lot sometimes but specifically in this scene...

(apologies for no alt text peeps . but this is the friendship confession scene for those in the know if it hasnt loaded in yet)

anyway, back to the show (psychoanalyzing Kabru) . I think this disconnect with his words VS his thoughts and his heart is so real. Like. seeing urself out of ur body is again a depersonalization thing, and idk if hes feeling depersonalization in this moment specifically but he was really out of it and in a sort of , scrambled and intensely anxious state. His usually calm and cool persona slash facade is Crumbling and man he hates that .

"Must be out of my mind / Cos I watch myself / Getting it wrong everytime" -> He's like. man what the hell am I saying

letting the page speak for itself again because It's like. its there i mean its in tha text what am I supposed to dissect hes dissecting himself already 🤭😭 okay. 'What am I saying' 'I can't find the words' so true man idk what the hell im saying either rn

"I can't tell you how I'm really feeling" -> because he doesn't know his own emotions. He thinks he does, he has been so good at controlling them and like being fake about what he's truly feeling in his heart, adjusting his personality for others' sake. So they trust him, believe in him, listen to him. But for Laios, how does he even say anything? Before this, the words just spilling out, he didn't even know how he felt about Laios. It sounds ridiculous even to himself and that's why he clamps his mouth afterwards but indeed it Is what he was truly feeling all along... (and then Laios thinks he's lying and hes like "NO BITCH!!!? what?!!!?! im being vulnerable and honest rn?!?" )

"Cuz I'm just lip-syncing" -> for so long that's what he's been doing. lip syncing, saying things he doesn't really mean to influence others' perception of him... but this time his mouth moved faster than his mind racing with thoughts. that he's able to convey what he truly wanted all along and finally admit to himself and his own consciousness. like. aaaahgh. man hes so special to meeee....

bonus: the outro's lyrics is rlly good aha. he can finally say what he actually feels... he can be #real.

3. Allies or Enemies by The Crane Wives

This one is . a lot of vibes I think.

"Are we allies or enemies? / This will be the death of me / This will be the death of me" -> He legit says this to Laios . like hes still wondering if they're allies or enemies . Technically he doesn't want them to be enemies. he's cautious but he knows Laios isn't really a bad guy but like, his mind just keeps fixating on Laios and the steps he takes to get the dungeon under control so. hes desperately trying to figure it out because goodness this guy is so. waugh

"All is fair in love and war, but I can't fight with you anymore / This will be the death of me" -> his mental conflict is sooo tasty to me. like . all is fair in love and war !!! any method is justifiable !!! means justifies the ends but also he understands that in the end he can't fully wrap his head around Laios' love of monsters but he knows that Laios will be the one to conquer the dungeon because he also loves his family. He can't fight with him anymore and he can't "kill" him anymore because somehow this man has wormed his way in. well, he never wanted him dead in the first place but I find that he often thinks about killing him to save humanity from his... well. freakishness (complimentary) (concerning sometimes) ;;; but in the end Kabru lets him go and is willing to trust and support Laios till the end ... also once again the repetitiveness of "this will be the death of me" because he's stressed as helll!!!!

"What happens now, do we have another go?" -> I think this is post-Marcille being talked down out of being dungeon lord . Kabru's probably like ok so now what. well. Laios goes its my turn with the dungeon lording 😭😭 (and shit goes down) (but its okay he got it covered)

"Do we bow out and take our seperate roads?" -> Now this is probably when they're (the whole gang) is like "WHERE'S LAIOS DID HE DIE?" no he lives guys its fine. and namari toshiro and kabru run at him in relief. wauh. and also ofc the whole people coming together to eat faligon meat and save Falin ... yippeee... so yeah they don't go seperate roads because Kabru is like yeah imma be Laios' pr manager . #royaladvisor . sticking with him fr fr

"I'll admit I had my doubts / But I want to be let in, not out / But I want to be let in, not out" -> again the repetition ... of him wanting to help. I've mostly been talking abt how this entire song is Kabru's conflicted thoughts @ Laios but this can also be Kabru lending a helping hand to Mithrun at the end of everything. Because he's the one to like help Mithrun realize that there is a purpose to living and like . new desires and ppl who care abt him... but also yeah Kabru "i want to be let in, not out" because he wants to help out Laios with running the new kingdom instead of being in the background again and being ignored ahhaa he wants to be friends for real (and maybe even . lovers. lets go gay people)

ANYWAYYY YEAH THATS THE END WOOOOO idk how to close this out. happy belated birthday kabru and ty juno for sending this in ajshjdhsb :33 ♡

[spot-the-antisemitism]

https://www.tumblr.com/asoapylife/755834362585628672?source=share

"Neil Gaiman and bis books would absolutely be in hell, the guy is a rapist and child pornography apologist. He probably owns his own collection of cp, he should be shot."

"Jews belong in hell" canard + "jews are predators" canard + pedojacketing and death threating a jew I do not like

Btw asoapylife is a mutual of the warmcupofblood maoist you've covered before

I hate the term pedojacketing but yes callling a minority a pedo is right wing behavior

"He probably rapes children because he's jewish and he said loli isn't CP" do you hear yourself?

apparently yes

they reblog the tankie baeedel blood libel on main blog with some white scammer posing as a gazan

blocklist

[decayingskullfox]

Two weeks ago, I experienced a violent attack that left me hospitalized. Tragically, my beloved father was killed, and upon returning home, I learned that my mother had also been taken from me. I am now staying with family friends, but they are unable to provide the resources I need to safely evacuate to Egypt, where I have relatives who can care for me.

To secure safe passage, I require $7,000 - a sum I simply cannot afford given the devastating losses I've endured. I am facing the unthinkable prospect of being sent to a refugee camp, which I know will not provide the sanctuary and support I so desperately need at this time.

Your compassionate contribution could make all the difference in allowing me to reach safety and begin the long process of healing and rebuilding my life. Any amount you are able to share would be deeply appreciated and would go directly towards covering the critical expenses needed for my evacuation.

I understand the sensitive nature of this request, and I want to assure you that I will handle all donations with the utmost care and discretion. The safety and well-being of myself and my remaining family is my top priority, and I will ensure that your support is used solely for this purpose.

Please let me know if you have any other questions or if there is any other way I can provide further information. I am truly grateful for your consideration during this incredibly challenging time.

SCAMMER

Let's see:

1. New blog created just 22 hours ago? Check

2. Taking advantage of Palestine trending right now? Check

3. Vague about the descriptions of the post and there's no photos or evidence of their family? Check

GO FUCK YOURSELF SCAMMER

Here's a way to ACTUALLY help Palestines.

I hope you go rot in hell where you belong! Byeee

[12percentspider]

Decided I'm going to keep a personal list of URLs that belong to people who decide to spam vetted fundraisers with "this is a scam" bullshit. Could potentially turn into a public blocklist if it gets bad enough.

I think I've found the one I was warned about, and it's like DID YOU READ. I KNOW THIS IS THE "NOBODY READS LOL SKOOL IS BAD" website but fucking hell. Not sure how you expect to get anywhere in life like that.

Anyone remember why I look into things and get proof before I point out something's fishy? Because there are real people who do actually need help? Because enough people have died waiting for help thanks to scammers redirecting it to themselves? BECAUSE NOBODY SHOULD HAVE TO DIE????

Not sure why this is so difficult. But then again, this is the "if I don't like you all I have to do is accuse you of being a liar and all of a sudden you're Canceled" site. Good luck getting through life in one piece when everyone hates you because you're a shithead to everyone around you.

[dangerhissy]

Can I talk to you? I don’t want anything from you, and I don’t want you to ignore me either. I’m a father of a family, and I’m doing what I need to do. If you give me some time to talk, you’ll understand why I’m reaching out to you.

I know you might wonder why I’m bothering to write, and you have no reason to respond, which is what many people do. I’m sending you this now out of desperation because many haven’t replied.

While I take care of my daily family responsibilities, I’m engaged in this exhausting and time-wasting endeavor where no one is responding. All that’s left for me is despair, and I have no other solutions.

This is exactly how scammers social engineer you to feel sorry for them, feel guilty for not responding to them, and then get you over a barrel.

I have googled this guy, I have seen the dozens and dozens of posts of people sharing the exact same message he supposedly sent them (not this one, another about his family) across nearly every social media platform. He might be genuine, but this message and this blog it came from? They sure as hell aren't.

The account the message came from (mohammedalanqar) has only been active since Oct 10 2024 (just over a month)

A dedicated family man doesn't want to just talk to strange woman on the internet

No decent grown man messages MINORS to talk to them, but if you google the first line of this message you'll see it on a blog that has been marked as belonging to a 16 year old as of August this year

The exact same message, word for word, is being sent to other blogs on this app and not all of them from the same account (again, just google the first line of the message)

The formatting is just weird, like it's been hastily copy and pasted from another platform- because it has.

These posts are designed to make you angry, to tug on your heartstrings and make you defensive about helping them.

If you think I'm a heartless monster for not helping this person out, then congratulations, you have just been socially engineered by a scammer.

It is not your fault. You are not stupid. You are a decent human being capable of compassion and there are criminals out there who are more than willing to use that against you.

Some tips to avoid scammers:

Do not donate or share messages from people ion your ask box asking for help, instead find a known charity, vet them as thoroughly as you need to, and then go with that.

I have donated more than once to UNRWA since this started, they are a trusted and legitimate charity in the reigon. You know who the reliable charities are; you see them every time the news talks about an earthquake, flood, or Israel trying to stop them getting into Gaza- the Red Cross, Doctors without Borders, UNICEF, Save The Children etcetc

If you are going to donate, go directly to the website yourself. Any link that you click is suspect so don't click them.

If you are harassed by an account that asks for your financial details, makes demands you can't meet or begins to try and bully you into sharing their posts or donating to them quickly- walk away and do not feel bad about it, it is a scam

Thirdly, Anyone who tells you that they have verified a scammer or vetted them is an idiot; scammers can keep people on the hook for years, milking them dry and drip feeding them more sob stories. So, unless you know the person sharing the post personally, they are a trained fraud investigator, and they have met the person they are recommending to you in person then they are not doing more than being a stooge for a criminal and their qualifications for vetting scammers are not reliable. (Don't @ me)

Gofundme verifies a fundraiser based on how much money they receive (either over a certain amount or within a certain timeframe). This verification is just a measure to ensure people who donate to a large fundraiser can get a refund and does not guarantee that a fundraiser is legitimate

If you have been a victim of a scam you need to learn as much as possible to protect yourself from future attacks. You can read about social engineering and how it works (as well as other kinds of scams and how to recognise them) here

[niffty24]

Good FUCKING lord

These fucking Bots, and I know that's what they are and if there is a human scammer attached directly I'd like to punch them straight in the dick, are constantly in my God damned inbox.

And I know they're bots because if they were people they'd see my damned bio saying to NOT come beg me in my inbox. But, ya know, because I do support legit charities, and tag p@lestine all the time I end up with these scams in my inbox. Worse off, several people I follow also have them (another confirmation they're bots since I get the EXACT SAME message) and post them. So, since I don't want to block the tags that actually are linked to real donations, real people who need help, I can't block the tags.

Fuck scammers, I hope you wasted foreskin cutoffs end up choking to death and then rot in hell where you fucking belong.

[hershelchocolate]

blackjack 2 21 32 48

2. How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

Everyone who doesn't call the fantasy cops on her is a friend :3 it also helps her scam people if she calls them friend! And it's awesome!

21. What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?

ALL OF IT! THROW OUT ALL OF IT! and hell no she doesn't follow it anyway! She's a scammer!!!!! Fuck you!!!!!!! Catgirl time

32. If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?

THEFT. BURGLARY. PICKPOCKETING. TAKING STUFF THAT DOES NOT BELONG TO HER what if she wants it more than the person who has it >:(

48. Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?

🥺Cordelia,,,,,🥺,,,,,

Blackjack actually reminds me a lot of Izutsumi in that, if she doesn't personally think something would be fun, she just doesn't do it. But if Cordelia asks,,,,,and she looks so so sad if Blackjack looks like she's gonna say no,,,,well,,,,,,hhrhfgg,,,,,

[paleparearchive]

The Jar of Happiness

Millet's 1st initial 3★ story (1/2) ( 1 - 2 )

Location: kitchen (morning) ; Courbet & Millet's room | Characters: Millet, Courbet, Mucha

Mucha: The tea is ready, here.

Millet: Thank you, Mucha-san. It smells nice.

Courbet: Yeah. It's not bad to take a break like this once in a while.

Mucha: Working all the time is tiring. We need time to talk and have a cup of tea like this.

Millet: Yeah, that's true. By the way, to continue where I left off…

Mucha: Ah yes, you saw some young people talking about painting.

Courbet: The Palette Museum's reputation is slowly improving and we're getting more and more customers. In proportion to this, the interest in art in the city as a whole is probably gradually increasing.

Millet: It's a good trend. I wish more people knew how good the arts are!

Mucha: It is certainly good to see a growing interest in art. However, recently there have been people who take advantage of this to commit fraud…

Millet: Fraud…? That sounds kind of dangerous.

Mucha: They are making money by selling fake artworks of no value to the uninformed at high prices.

Courbet: That's a typical scam technique. I don't know how anyone still falls for that stuff…

Millet: There are such scary people in the city... I'll have to be careful. I'll have to tell my parents from the countryside to be careful when they come over.

Mucha: Everyone, please be careful. Scammers use all kinds of tricks to suit their opponents. And the more attention you get from belonging to the Palette Museum, the more likely you are to be noticed.

Courbet: Hmpf. Even if we were noticed, there is no way we artists would fall for such a scam. Right, Millet?

Millet: Yes, of course.

Mucha: Then it should be fine… But you can never be too careful.

Millet: Thanks for the advice. I'll keep that in mind.

—

Millet: Phew, I'm back hooome~

Courbet: Welcome back. You're pretty late.

Millet: It's been a while since I've been in town, so I've been going to a lot of different stores.

Courbet: I see. I thought for sure you were being held up by a scammer.

Millet: Hahaha, no way, that can't happen. I was very careful.

I got something really nice today. Here, look.

Courbet: ! Hey, what's that dirty, ugly jar?

Millet: It's a jar that brings happiness. A kind man sold it to me at a reasonable price.

Courbet: There's a certain level of shadiness… Tell me how you got it.

Millet: Huh? Okay. So… I was walking down the street and a man approached me and led me to a store in a back alley. Then he told me that he had a really good product that would be perfect for me.

Courbet: That's why he recommended this jar…

Millet: Yeah. The guy who sold it to me was very kind. Actually, the price would have been three months' worth of my salary, but he made me pay for one month's salary.

Courbet: …

Millet: Courbet? What's wrong? Your face looks scary…?

Courbet: You idiot!! Have you forgotten what Mucha told you yesterday? That's obviously a scam!

Millet: Huh? He didn't seem like such a bad guy, you know? He even provided me with a proper contract and everything. Besides, I was also attracted to the picture on this jar. I'm sure it will bring me happiness.

Courbet: Scammers are very good at pretending to be good guys! No one is stupid enough to lower the bad guy tag and commit fraud.

Millet: B-But he's the one who sold me something amazing that can bring me happiness at a very reasonable price? I don't think such a nice guy could be a scammer…

Courbet: Sigh, what the hell were you paying attention to when you were shopping�� Anyway, show me that contract right now. I'll call that scammer and talk to him.

[whattheabcxyz]

2023-08-04

Singapore

Most MPs & Speaker of parliament can be privately investigated without prior approval - but approval is needed for private investigation of president, PM, minister or minister of state

New manufacturing facility & task force set up to meet increasing demand in cell/gene therapy

Aviation sector to fill over 4.3K jobs in coming year - workforce now at 95% of pre-pandemic levels

Ex-remisier who allegedly misappropriated over $13m extradited back here & charged - she was from Maybank Kim Eng Securities

Society

Scammer successfully sells property not belonging to him by impersonating house owner

Man goes on unprovoked stabbing spree in Korean mall

Health

AI-supported mammogram screening increases breast cancer detection by 20%, study finds

Sports

Singapore: Void deck table tennis communities growing

Agriculture

China now growing its own durians - won't take long for fakes to emerge!

People

Mahathir in hospital for "observation"

Shopping

Singapore: Massive crowd turns up as McDonald's drops limited edition hoodie at Kallang outlet - probably all scalpers, because who the hell wears a hoodie here in 35°C Singapore?!

Technology

Now there's FraudGPT to help make criminals' work even easier - it can generate malicious code to exploit vulnerabilities, create undetectable malware, & evade traditional security measures, making it difficult for antivirus programs to detect/remove threats

^ Asian MIT student whitewashed by AI - she asked it to generate a professional headshot for her

Gossip

Z-list actress has the cheek to ask baker for free cakes in return for "publicity" - after she was exposed, she then feigned ignorance, & her PR company claimed their message to the baker was "misconstrued" 😂

[bloodyquillink-blog]

“The night didn’t just belong to all of us at Wembley, but to them, too.”

Fuck, everything going on has been wild. I wasn’t able to see them but the solidarity and love for each other that we see at every show, whether your watching it on your screen or live, is beautiful. There’s so much love that flows freely between the members and fans. The dedication and perseverance and respect and so much more is fantastic.

I know every fandom has negative aspects like names and faces being exposed or scammers and people selling tickets for so much more than necessary, but despite all of that we just keep going. No matter what surprises or mishaps come out, we’re always there to honestly support as they move forward.

That especially ties in with an event as big as Wembley with Vessel losing his voice. Everyone singing and cheering him on. The masks they wore were just shown today and while some may argue it doesn’t fit, there was still so much excitement and analysis of each persons outfit too(like with how ii’s rune is over his mouth whereas iii and iv have it moreso on their foreheads).

No one knew what to expect today and that’s okay. There was so much new activity with the masks and clothes, Vessel’s voice, the dancers and as overwhelming as it must’ve been wherever you were, we kept supporting and they kept their spirits high. I hope everyone in and alongside ST knows how thankful we are for them and how proud we are to have a band like them. Hell, I could only watch reels on instagram and in the discord and I was nearly crying seeing Vessel cheering the audience on to keep singing and pointing the mic towards them as he walked across stage. I got emotional realizing iii was able to make it to Wembley after all and perform. It was so much but despite so much uncharted territory, their perseverance was immaculate. Sleep Token deserves all of the fantastic opportunities they’ve been given.

I agree with you OP, the night truly belonged to everyone, especially them.

Let’s cheer them on through the new year and into the next era.

I'm still not used to fully talking on here but I just have to talk for a minute about Sleep Token and Wembley.

They did fantastic. After touring so much this year, doing back-to-back shows, dealing with a band member having to take a leave of absence for most of their final tour, incorporating new changes to their routine and style, and with Vessel having hurt his voice during such a huge show, they did fantastic.

I watched along with Discord. Mostly lurked. And everything I saw from the effects on stage, the fun antics, the performances, the playing - guitars, bass, drums, the dancers, the choir - they did fantastic. And Vessel. I said it in chat that he doesn't need to hurt himself or his voice to earn the love of those who listen to his music, but he kept going. He sang, and pushed through when he had every right in the world to put a stop to the show and focus on his health. He kept on going while also giving to the crowd the chance to carry him through, and seeing everyone - from those on stage with him to the crowd to people in chat and what I saw on here - still loving him, loving them?

They did fucking fantastic, and I dare anyone tell me otherwise. As a community, we should be celebrating them despite any differences of opinion - being kinder and supportive of one another is literally everything they've shown with III's situation and in general. It's what so many of us showed back to them with the hand salutes for III and the marked ? on our hands during specific songs. Their new outfits have fan-made decals to them, for fuck's sake. They are absolutely, without a doubt, genuine about making everyone feel loved.

Look, I'm just a stranger on the internet at the end of the day but this band has come to mean so much to me since I found them, to the point where they've honestly kept me going some days - them and the wonderful people I've met through them - and I just need them to know that they did fantastic, their music still brings people together despite hiccups along the way, and regardless of any of those hiccups, they are so loved. Loved beyond belief.

The night didn't just belong to all of us at Wembley, but to them, too.

[nightingaelic]

Companions reaction to the Courier with the Strong Back and Burden to Bear peak just picking up everything in sight?

Eventually, the Legion left Nipton. The fires in the empty homes went out one by one, and the wild dogs and vultures that had gathered to feast returned to the desert.

The NCR sent a few soldiers from the Mojave Outpost to take down the crucified victims and scrub the outward evidence of Legion occupation from the site, but they didn't have the men or the money to rebuild. Besides, Nipton had a reputation now, as an ill-fated ghost town. Scavengers made up stories about it, caravans went around it. Even the Powder Gangers gave the place a wide berth. As such, the next time the courier came through with their companion, the belongings of the dead citizenry had been largely untouched. The pair stood in the middle of the town square for a moment, listening to the wind whistling through the broken doors and the brittlebrush, before the courier snapped the straps on their already-bulging pack. "I'm gonna start over here," they said, pointing toward the general store.

It didn't take long before they'd filled their arms with everything left on the shelves. Dusty bottles of Nuka-Cola, cans of Pork 'n' Beans, an entire set of wrenches, a single leather boot- it all went on the pile the courier was accumulating. Any normal scav would've been satisfied with that haul, maybe even overwhelmed. The courier just shifted their finds a bit, grabbed a screwdriver they definitely didn't need, and turned to their companion in the doorway. "Give me a hand? This place is loaded."

Arcade Gannon: Arcade, who was leaning on the door frame, folded his arms. "Nope. Not in the mood to be a pack mule, today."

"Boo." The courier stuck their tongue out at him and kept looting the place. Arcade watched them go, raising his eyebrows higher with every new addition to the stack. A baseball bat. Four pairs of pants, none of which were the same size. A box of gumdrops.

When they tried to add an entire crate of Abraxo to their finds and nearly tipped over, Arcade started to chuckle and shake his head. "What the hell are you going to do with laundry soap?"

"Don't worry about it," the courier grunted, struggling to balance the Abraxo boxes on top of the Nuka-Cola. The baseball bat tumbled to the ground and hit their foot, drawing out a yelp of pain.

Arcade stooped down to pick the bat up. "Set those down," he said, gesturing at their armful of goods. "Come on. I'll help you organize."

The courier eyed him with some misgiving. "And you're not going to pitch anything you think we don't need when I'm not looking, like you did in Novac?"

Arcade held his right hand up. "I iurare."

"I don't know what that means."

"I won't throw away any of your junk, Six. Promise." Arcade rolled his eyes. "But I am going to reiterate that it's junk."

Craig Boone: Boone was still preoccupied with the ruined town outside the store. The NCR had ripped the makeshift crucifixes out of the ground where they could, but a few had been sawed off, leaving a stump. The dirt around them was dark, stained.

"Goddamn Legion," Boone said under his breath.

The courier began handing him cans of Cram. "Tell me about it. What a waste."

"Every man wearing Caesar's colors is a waste," Boone replied. He stacked the cans without thinking as he surveyed Nipton's main street. "This town might have been full of scammers, but that doesn't mean everyone who-"

He realized what he was doing with his hands and looked at the courier in disgust. "I told you, Six. You'll slow us down, picking up everything you see."

"But it's just sitting here!" the courier argued. "Look, what good is standing around talking about how bad the Legion is, if we don't-"

Boone firmly tucked the pile of Cram back into their armful. "Carry your own gear, spotter," he said, grimacing. "Nipton might not need it anymore, but that doesn't mean you do."

Lily Bowen: "That's too much, dearie." Lily began to pluck some of the larger items from their stack. "Give grandma some of those."

The courier obliged, standing still so the nightkin could share some of the load. Lily held up the single boot they'd claimed with some confusion. "Just one? You don't need this, pumpkin."

"I need a new one!" the courier protested. They balanced on their left foot and stuck their right shoe out. "Look, the sole's going on this one. If I step in a puddle, I get soaked."

Lily crouched down to carefully cup their foot in her free hand, nearly tipping them over in the process. "Okay," she agreed, beginning to undo their laces. "Let's put your new boot on, then."

The courier did their best to stand on one leg while Lily swapped their boot out. It took awhile, thanks to Lily's over-sized fingers, and they put their foot down with a sigh of relief when she was finally done. "Thanks, Lily," they said, reaching for the shoe she'd taken off.

"Leave the old one," Lily insisted, straightening up.

"I can use the laces!"

Lily harrumphed, then placed the old boot on top of the general store's highest shelf. The courier groaned. "No fair, Lily."

Raul Alfonso Tejada: "No manches, Six." Raul sighed and put his head in his hand. "Nipton hasn't been dead a year, and you're taking what's left of it? No me echen la sal."

The courier made a face. "Why not? No one's here. No one's coming back, even if the Legion does retreat."

They tossed a Hubris Comics t-shirt and a set of plastic cutlery onto their pile. "Finders keepers."

"We both know you don't need plastic spoons," Raul said flatly. "Let the town rest, Six. Your pack's already full, anyway."

"Fine." The courier rolled their eyes and put the cutlery back. "I'll leave everything else, but clothes, food and ammo are fair game. Órale?"

Raul grunted, but it wasn't an objection. The courier began stashing the other non-necessities on open shelves, sneaking the odd small tool or piece of tech into their pack as they went. Raul caught their attempts to be sneaky, but he knew by now that pointing it out wasn't worth the effort. They had sticky fingers, and guilt wasn't something they were known to dwell on. Not like him, anyway.

Rose of Sharon Cassidy: "Just don't grab so much that you can't reach your holster," Cass cautioned them. She grabbed a nearby trash can and upended it, emptying it out for easy storage. "The Jackals like to hole up at that pit stop outside of town."

"We'll be fine," the courier reassured her, dumping their finds into the trash can. They wiped their hands and went back to perusing the shelves. "We could break every bone in our bodies and still be better shots than Jackals, Cass."

"Sure, but flying bullets bring in curious critters." Cass shifted the receptacle so it was resting on her hip. "The last thing we need is a mound of fire ants taking notice of us on our way to the outpost."

"I'd relish the opportunity to kill some fire ants." The courier grabbed a trash can of their own and began filling it with buffalo gourd seeds from the produce counter. "You know Arcade likes their nectar in his tea. He'd be thrilled if I found some more."

"Thrilled that he wouldn't have to kill the damn things himself, that's for sure." Cass knocked every box of bullets from the ammo shelves into her trash can and eyed the explosives section. "Do we need grenades?"

"Oh, yeah, grab me a few. I'm running low."

Veronica Santangelo: "It definitely is," Veronica agreed, grabbing the two remaining cans of Potato Crisps from a nearby shelf. She paused before continuing down the line of displays, though. "We're not about to get ambushed by Legionaries, are we?"

"Doubtful." The courier shrugged. "I'll just drop all of this if we do and pick it up again later."

"Got it." Veronica continued stuffing the general store's goods into her Scribe robe pockets and the crook of her elbow. "Do you think this place is haunted?"

"If it wasn't before, it is now."

Veronica tutted and pocketed some packs of bubblegum. "Most people in the Brotherhood say they don't believe in ghosts, but some of the Scribes get really jumpy about looking through old ruins. Something about being disrespectful? I don't know, I think it's really about avoiding any leftover security turrets or sentry bots. They're more dangerous than ghosts, anyway."

"Have you actually seen a ghost, while looking for supplies?" the courier asked from behind a shelf full of broken tech.

"No. But I convinced some raiders I was a ghost, once." Veronica grinned. "You know that old Poseidon gas station, along the 160? Some Fiends surprised me there while I was looking through it. They were higher than the Lucky 38 penthouse, and very suggestible."

ED-E: ED-E flipped through its audio files until it found the Tennessee Ernie Ford song it was looking for. The eyebot began blaring the tune into the otherwise-silent general store. "-a mind that's weak and a back that's strong, you load 16 tons-"

"Yeah, yeah, none of that," the courier said, with a chuckle and a wave from the screwdriver they'd claimed. "The next time we run into some poor soul whose bot's broken down, and they need tools to fix it, you get to explain to them why we didn't pick up the ones that were just lying around in here."

ED-E cut the song short and let out an unimpressed blat. It began to weave around the store, taking in the various scraps of life that Nipton's residents had left behind in the struggle with the Legion. A baseball cap. An empty milk bottle. The other boot, knocked behind a collapsed shelf. When it reached the other end of the room, ED-E issued a few sad beeps.

"I know, ED-E." The courier sighed and paused, their hand still inside the cash register on the counter. "I know. The best we can do is use what they left behind."

Rex: Rex began to root through the items on the general store's floor alongside the courier. The cyberdog passed by overturned baskets of junk, slightly-used toothbrushes, and bars of brahmin milk soap, but he paused to sniff a large, burlap sack underneath the store's counter. He let out a low bark that descended into a growl.

"What'd you find?" The courier crouched down to examine the sack. Inside were several dozen gray eggs, soft-shelled and shot through with dark green veins.

When they held one up to the room's spare light, Rex's growling became interspersed with curious snuffling. "Don't worry, bud, radscorpion eggs don't hatch unless they're left out in the sun," the courier reassured the dog, turning the egg this way and that. "Good find, though. We can stop by Ruby's on our way through Primm."

They added the sack of eggs to their growing stack. The pair didn't leave the store until both were weighed down with loot, jingling and clanking with every step into the Mojave.

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Neighbor next door

Genre: Smut

Summary: your little dream of living alone finally came true, only to be destroyed by your hell of a loud neighbor.

Words: 7.2k

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, mutual masturbation, creampie, cum play.

The feeling of happiness washed over you as you took the heavy box in your hands, almost dropping it on the ground. The day you’ve been waiting for so long finally arrived. After ages of waiting and calling different numbers that were displayed on every possible app you had installed for your apartment search, it was finally over. You finally found a fucking apartment for yourself, not having to share the two room apartment with your brother anymore.

All of your friends were telling you to check the newspapers, telling you that the chances of finding the apartment on internet are extremely small. They told you the same thing all over again, only to end up being ignored, for some unknown reason. You were simply too lazy to check the Newspapers, that was all.

Once you realized that the internet is crazy, that the competition is too big in there, and that there were way too many scammers asking for money first, saying they’ll send the keys of the apartment after they get their first check, only then you decided to check the Newspapers.

First time you called a number, you had the feeling that you already got an apartment, as the unknown person on the other line talked how everything is perfect, stating how you are the perfect person for it. The woman almost immediately hang up when you told her that you are a college student.

Second time you called, you didn’t have your hope’s up, nor did you think that the apartment was for you that much, since it was in the part of the city where only buses are driving. Sure, that ain’t a big problem, but since the subway’s were the main transport in the city, it would take you a bit longer to get to your Uni.

The woman on the other line was very comfortable to speak to, telling you about the one and half room apartment and about the location of it. Your brother Keigo listened carefully as you talked with the woman, immediately opening Google maps, searching for the address. You noticed his thumbs being up as you told her about yourself a bit.

The moment you hang up, Keigo told you that he’s having a good feeling about it. He noticed that you felt a bit unsure, so he told you about the location, explaining to you that there are many shops near, and that the bus stop is literally in front of the building. Once he added that the apartment is actually pretty close to him, you felt a bit relived.

The next day, you changed in something comfortable yet cute, before you made your way to see the apartment. The apartment wasn’t big, it had a small hallway that was leading to the living room. The small half room was somehow connected to the living room, only curtains were parting it away. You liked that the kitchen was a room for itself, since you didn’t want the smoke from all the cooking to take over the whole apartment. What you liked the most was the huge balcony and the huge windows of the living room, making the apartment so bright and comfy.

At the evening you and Keigo took a walk, waiting for the call and chitchatting about the same topic all over again. When she told you that you got it, both you and Keigo started jumping around happily, screaming around. The wait was finally over. Fucking finally.

,, When are they coming ? We have to pick up the couch in two hours’’ Keigo asked, placing one box in front of the door of your new home.

,,They should be here any minute’’ you exclaimed, unlocking the door of your new apartment. You and Keigo already worked hard on moving your stuff here. Usually he isn’t one to rush, but he knew how much you wanted to move in, so he gave his best to do it as fast as possible for you.

,, What’s up extras?’’ you heard Bakugo’s rough voice, as you took the box with your switch and Playstation. Izuku and Mina followed him, both excited to see your new apartment.

,, Finally’’ Keigo sighed, he was already a bit worried that they’ll be a bit late. They had to pick the vehicle first, before they pick up the couch. With five of you, all your boxes were in your apartment in less then 20 minutes.

Guys left shortly after, leaving you and Mina alone to drink coffee, and unbox your stuff. Your bed was already placed in the small room with some other stuff. Keigo worked hard to montage all the important things as your lowboard for TV, table, and everything else. Now the only thing missing was the couch, and little things that were waiting for you to unbox them.

,, I love it girl’’ Mina claimed happily, looking around your new apartment, as she placed small stuff all around it. The two of you wanted to finish everything up, before the boys arrive. So all of you could enjoy more of coffee, and have the first lunch in your apartment.

Hearing Bakugo’s loud complains, you opened the door immediately. Moving to the side, you watched the guys fight over the best way to fit the sofa thru the door. When they called you, 20 minutes ago, telling you that he sofa can’t fit in the vehicle, you turned into a whiny mess, trying to give them ideas that could work out.

Of course, they only joked around with you, since they knew how excited you are about this all.

,, I don’t see a problem. If the couch was too long and too big for the vehicle, Keigo could drive, while Bakugo and Izuku hold the edges of the couch up. You know what I mean?’’ Mina told you. You couldn’t stop the laugh, when you imagined Izuku and Bakugo standing in the vehicle, holding the heavy sofa, curling their body’s down to fit the sofa somehow. That would definitely end up being a huge mess, since Keigo ain’t the most careful driver.

Well, the idea ain’t bad. But luckily they were joking. If not, Mina’s idea would be the only solution for the problem.

That day, you spent all of your time with your brother and your friends. After cleaning everything up, all of you sat down and ate together, making your first day in your new apartment so warm and homey.

You told Mina that she should sleep over, but she wanted to give you some space, since it would be the first night in your new home.

With a cup of tea in your hands, you made your way out to the balcony. Placing one cigarette between your lips, you enjoyed the fresh air. The neighborhood looked so peaceful and quiet, unlike the one where you lived. You could hear sirens every now and then, car passing by loudly, drunk people everywhere, but not here.

Loud thud woke you up, making you twitch as a small wave of fear washed over your body. You took your phone, as you rubbed your eyes with your left hand, checking out what time it is. Calming down in less then a minute, when you realized that the loud noise what coming from your neighbor. You weren’t sure if the walls were that thin, since it felt like he was in your room.

Rolling your eyes, you placed your phone on the nightstand beside your bed, as you pushed your pillow over your head, muffing the noise that was coming from the apartment beside your own.

The next day, you decided to make some brownies for your new neighborhood. Since it was pretty late when you finished them, you decided that it will be best if you don’t bother anyone at that time. Brownies can wait till tomorrow, you thought to yourself as you turned your TV on.

That night you stayed up till around 1 AM, watching different movies on Netflix, and chatting with Mina. Everything was perfectly fine, until your neighbor next door decided that it was too quiet for his taste. Turning on the music, so loudly that you had the feeling the walls that kept your apartment apart will collapse anytime.

You tried to avoid the drama first week, keeping up with his shit. You tried to ignore the loud music, thuds and moans that were coming from his apartment every night, not wanting to be the neighbor that complains immediately after only moving in. But when you realized that he doesn’t really plan on keeping it low, you had to do something.

Eyes wide open, as the loud music irritated you, almost making you deaf, you thought to yourself what could be the best solution here ? Calling Keigo wasn’t an option, since it would be childish if you had him deal with your problems. Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath before you wore your oversized hoodie.

You slammed your hands against the door, hoping that the person will be able to hear it. It took you a while to realize that there’s no fucking way for them to hear your desperate knocks, since the music only got louder. Making your way to your apartment, you tried to hit the walls, hoping that the person living next to you will get the hint.

You tried to get some info when you gave your brownies to other neighbors. They told you that the person living next to you was a harmless college guy. They told you that he’s sometimes loud, but they didn’t have any problem with it, since his apartment is at the end of the hallway. After explaining the situation, you found out that the apartment you live in, was actually a big three room apartment.

You found out that the woman that was renting you the apartment, used to live with her ex husband in there and that after they divorced they couldn’t make a deal to who will the apartment belong, only to pay even more money and turn it into two separate apartments. That’s was the reason only you could hear the loud music and everything your neighbor was doing, since the walls that they made, were much thinner then the other ones.

Two weeks passed and you were already getting used to your new home. You were getting used to living alone, managing your time as you wish, and doing everything you want. It’s not that you didn’t have freedom with Keigo, but the lack of privacy was always there.

Placing the paper bags on the ground, you tried to grab your keys out of your pocket as nodded your head to the music coming from your Airpods. You were already exited for the evening you planned for yourself. Switch, wine, strawberries, face mask. Perfect.

A small push on your shoulder took you back to reality, as your right AirPod flew on the ground making the music stop. You immediately knew that it was your loud neighbor. Turning your body to the side, you eyed him out as you grabbed your airpod from the ground.

,, A simple sorry wouldn’t hurt’’ you spat, looking at his back. He wore a dark gray hoodie, with hood covering his head. The moment he turned around, you almost froze when his sapphire blue eyes locked with yours. His appearance made you feel uneasy a bit. Something about his tattooed face and his blue eyes was telling you that this wasn’t a good idea, and that you should probably just ignore him and get in your fucking apartment.

But the fact that you finally had a chance to tell him about how loud he actually is, made you stay there and act tough.

,, My sincere apologies’’ he said sarcastically, as he opened his door. You weren’t sure how to start the topic, everything you had in your head sounded just wrong and stupid, but when you noticed that he was about to get inside his apartment, you realized that you had to say something fast.

,, Wait’’ you hissed fast, making him stop and turn around again. Analyzing his face, you weren’t sure if he was simply annoyed or mad at you for wasting his time. A simple what came out of his mouth, as he watched you think of the best way to tell him that he is too loud.

,, I don’t want to bother you or anything, but can you maybe keep your music and everything else down at the night ?’’ you expressed your thoughts finally. He only answered with a small Sure, as he smirked and left you there on your own.

You didn’t do much, but you felt proud of yourself that you solved the problem on your own without including Keigo or anyone else in it. Feeling happy about it, you enjoyed your evening as you planned, texting Mina about the handsome and loud stranger and about what happened today.

Your happiness didn’t last long, once you heard now even louder sounds of music coming from his apartment. The fact that he didn’t take you serious was pissing you off, after all, it looked like he made fun of you with this gesture.

,, FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT’’ you screamed once Mina answered your call. The frustration that you kept to yourself last few weeks was going out finally.

,, fuck, he’s really loud’’ Mina admitted as she heard the music on the other line. She could understand why you were getting so mad. ,, In your place, I would seriously consider calling police’’ she added, as you screamed in response, throwing the closes item to you onto the wall.

,, I will kill him. I WILL FUCKING KILL THAT BASTARD ‘’ you yelled again, regretting your action as you saw the broken item on your floor. What you didn’t know was that your neighbor actually heard the hard slam against the wall, turning his music only a bit down, just enough to hear your screams and complainants.

The night ended up with you listening to loud moans coming from his apartment, your plans long ruined as you whined into your pillow, listening to some girl scream ,, Touya’’ all over again. Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath. Two can play this game.

You knew that he was also a collage student, which meant that he will have to keep his shit down and study. You just had to wait for the perfect opportunity, to make him taste his own fucking medicine.

A whole week flew by, and the day you waited for patiently finally arrived. Instead of loud music, you could hear him reading loudly, probably studying. You called Bakugo immediately, telling him to pack his shit and come to your place as fast as possible. Of course Bakugo knew about your little plan, and he was so fucking up for it.

It took him 15 minutes to arrive, excited just as much as you are. Bakugo hugged you as he placed his bag on the floor in your hallway, taking some snacks out of it, you told him to buy on his way. Firstly, the two of you played the music as loud as possible on your Television. Both of you jumping around happily with bag of a chips in your hand, while he choked on the chocolate. You were glad that you had friends that were always up for some bullshit.

The two of you waited exactly for 3AM, to make the things even spicier for your neighbor Touya. Turning off the music, you went to your bed. You were sure that the small room, that was much bigger ages ago, was also his bedroom, since you could hear his bed moving while he fucked some whores out. You were more then sure that it had to be his bedroom too.

,, Start quietly, ok?’’ Bakugo commanded, and you just nodded your head as the two of you got a bit closer to the wall. You tried to moan, only to end up like a muffed laugh. Bakugo placed his hand over your mouth and told you to try again. Second try sounded much better, so after few of your so called moans, he decided it will be the best if he jumps in a bit.

,, You taste so good honey’’ Bakugo said loud and clear, making you squeeze your eyes shut, biting into his palm to muff your laughs. You could see that he was also giving his best not to laugh.

Your moans were getting more convincing after some time, while Bakugo was giving some silly praises every now and then making you almost choke as you tried to hold your laugh. But the moment he asked you if you are ready, loudly clapping his hands imitating the sound of skin clapping against skin, you had to move to the side to laugh almost too loud.

,,OH MY GOD, YESSSS’’ you screamed loudly, as you rushed back to him. The two of you were moaning and groaning like crazy jumping on the bad making as much noise as possible. When Bakugo placed his hands on your bad, moving it forcefully and hitting it against the wall, you had to cover your face with your pillow to muff your laughs. You couldn’t believe how much he was into this.

,, FUCK YESS’’ You moaned out, as Bakugo groaned near the wall. Sudden and loud knocks on your door, made the both of you stop.

,,Shit’’ you hissed as you hurried to the door, only to be stopped by Bakugo.

,, The fuck are you doing. Take off your pants’’ he whispered, reminding you that you were fully clothed and that you didn’t look like you had some good and wild sex at all. Bakugo was making your hair messy , as you were taking your pants off.

,, Coming’’ you screamed from your living room, as you spat on your fingers and tried to smudge your mascara bit, while Bakugo helped you wear your Bathrobe.

Once you opened the door, you found your neighbor standing there with his arms crossed, looking more then mad. The moment he had a good look of you, he couldn’t find his words for a good minute.

,, Can you keep it low a bit ? I’m trying to study’’ he said, his lazy eyes analyzing you.

,,Sure’’ you mumbled, smirk appearing on your face. Giving him exactly the same answer he gave to you when you asked him to be a bit quiet.

,, Honey who is it ?’’ you heard Bakugo ask loudly, as he appeared behind you only in his boxers. You had to bit on your lip, to hide the laugh that almost escaped your lips.

,,Nobody’’ you answered, as you tried to close the door, only to be stopped by your neighbors hand. Gasping, you opened the door again, acting as you were annoyed.

,, What ?’’ you hissed, acting the same way he did before.

,,Don’t piss me off doll’’ Touya spat, as he held your door open.

,, Listen here you piece of shit, I had to listen to your tasteless music, and moans for few weeks now. You aren’t the one that should complain.’’ You said, slamming the door in his face.

After that night he tired to make your life a living hell. With every small sound you made, he would start hitting loudly on the wall, giving you a sign to shut up. The music he used to play was long gone, only to be replaced by loud moans. At some point you found yourself spending the time in your apartment with airpods in your ears more often.

The war between the two was getting out of the hand and both of you knew that. There were some times when you thought about apologizing to him and trying to make some deal with him, but you simply couldn’t give him that satisfaction.

You weren’t loud as he was, but every time you realized that he was studying, you would turn the music on, loud enough to piss him off. Sure, that was nothing compared to his action, but you were glad if you could piss him off even a little bit.

Since the evening was nice, you decided to have dinner on your balcony. Taking one plate of spaghetti carbonara, you placed it on the table. Slowly eating, as you enjoyed the warm weather and the sunset.

,, Look who we have here’’ you heard a familiar voice, turning your head to the right, you saw your neighbor leaning on the wall, cigarette hanging down his lips.

,, Fuck off’’ you spat, as you took a bite of your food. Your balcony was connected to his, only small wall holding it apart. Details like that made it pretty obvious that this was one apartment before.

,,Eh, don’t be like that doll’’ he smirked, leaning slowly over the small wall. ,,Let’s talk this out’’ he added, making you gasp when he let the ashes of his cigarette fall on your balcony. The last thing you wanted to do with the handsome scumbag was talk, but one of you had to be mature enough and point everything wrong out, you stood up, shaking your head toward the direction of your door.

Unlocking the door, Touya got out of his apartment at the same time, with a hood covering his messy hair. He took his time scanning your apartment before he followed you out. Surprisingly the silence wasn’t uncomfortable as you expected. You ate your food, as he smoked his cigarette.

,, Ok, so.. Let’s find a solution to this’’ you said, finishing the last bite of your spaghetti. His sapphire blue eyes got a shade darker, or you at least imagined so.

,, Got any ideas, doll?’’ he asked, finishing his cigarette. Something about him was simply handsome, somehow you understood how he managed to get a new girl every other night under him. His appearance had something, there was something about him and you couldn’t put a finger on it.

,, Sure I do, when it comes to music, there is something called earphones in case you didn’t know ?!’’ you stated almost sarcastically, making him roll his eyes. ,, And when it comes to your hookups, maybe you can do it somewhere else ? I have a feeling like you are doing the nasty in my bed. The walls are really thin’’ you added, hoping he will understand you and consider your desperate ideas.

Touya called your name out, a small and short laugh escaping his mouth. ,, Well it’s true that our beds are separated by that thin wall, but you can’t be serious ‘’ he laughed.

,, Hey, fuck in your living room, keep it private’’ you hissed, taking one of your cigarettes and lighting it up. ,, After all, if you have some better idea, spit it out, I’m all ears’’ adding sarcastically, you inhaled the smoke of your cigarette.

,, Of course I have an idea. But you won’t like it’’ his voice was deep and husky, making you almost jump down the balcony.

,, Ok hear me out. You can help me out, milk my dick out and have your peace every night. It’s a win win situation’’ he said, waving his hands a little like he made such a good point, as you gasped loudly.

,, You are so disgusting’’ you gasped again, as you slapped his waving hand.

,, I’m just kidding, doll. Unless? ‘’ he laughed, repeating how he’s joking around.

The two of you ended up talking on your balcony longer then you expected, smoking cigarette after cigarette. You didn’t think of him as one hell of a chill guy. What you appreciated was that he promised that he won’t bring anyone in the next week, since you told him that you are having your finishing exams and that you’ll have to study a lot.

You weren’t sure if he’ll keep his promise, but you really hoped he will. After that evening your war somehow finished. Sure, his music was loud, but only on the daylight, keeping it short and that was something you could deal with. One day, he even ended up in your apartment helping you out, asking you different questions, helping you test your knowledge before your first exam.

The second exam wasn’t something you were worried about, since you were already more then prepared for it, and the grades you had in that specific subject were amazing in your opinion. Few times you caught yourself taking a small break, not being able to concentrate on your study session, since your neighbor decided to be a bit loud again.

Not so loud as before tho. You were thankful that he wasn’t fucking some girl again, since you knew very well that it would last much longer then his lonely jerking off. Sadly, even when his jerking off was getting long enough for you, and you couldn’t wait for him to finally cum, so that you could study again. Focusing on studying again, you started to repeat sentences loudly, trying to memorize the words, as your neighbor groaned quietly.

The next day you met him when you went down to check your post. You didn’t have the balls to look him directly in the eyes, feeling a little bit ashamed that you could hear something so private. Of course, you heard him have sex billion times now, but last night it was something different. At least for you.

,, How’s studying going doll?’’ he asked, as he checked his own post, taking one letter out of it. You forced yourself to reply, saying it’s going great and how you are pretty confident when it comes to that subject, eyes avoiding his.

That whole day you were just repeating what you already knew. Repeating every word all over again. Walking over the room, with a bag of chips in your left hand, and papers in your right hand. You really had enough of it, since it was already 10PM, and you were studying all day now.

Hopping on your bed, you threw the stupid paper on the floor, deciding it’s enough for the day. At that point you were sure you will get the best grade at tomorrows exam.

Pushing your arms up in the air, you stretched your body, yelping loudly once your elbow hit the wall. Your mom told you that instead of whining in pain, you should make a whish when you hit your elbow accidentally. Yet you never did that, either way it was such a sensitive spot or you hit it too hard, but you always end up screaming, yelping or whining in pain.

Where did she even get that stupid information?

,, Fucking shit’’ you cursed out loudly, slowly rubbing the pain away. Taking your phone, you sent few voice messages to Mina, saying how you ain’t in the mood for exam, but how you think that it will be good.

The two of you talked a bit, until now familiar moans got your attention. It wasn’t loud, in fact, they were really quiet, more like whispers, yet you could still hear them. In that moment you weren’t sure if you should go and hide in toilet, just to give your neighbor his privacy or simply stay in bed and wait till he finishes. It would be pretty weird if you sent another voice message to your best friend, while your neighbor is groaning in pleasure.

Closing your eyes, you decided simply to wait as you tried not to laugh at the weird situation you found yourself in. It was hard for you not to imagine him, as his groans were getting louder.

Touya knew very well that you were listening. He knew that you were in your bed, since he was shamelessly listening to you and your friend talk, sending those voice messages every other second. That was the point after all. Why not give you a little show, since you ain’t studying anyway. The muffed laughs coming from your apartment, made him smile, knowing that you are indeed listening to him fucking his own hand.

What turned him even more was the fact that the small laughs were long gone when he groaned louder. A small idea popped up while he stroked his hard dick. He smirked to himself, as he moaned out your name, loud enough for you to hear him. He could almost hear you gasp in shock, and that made him moan your name out even louder.

You placed your hand over your mouth once you heard that. You weren’t sure if he knew that you were listening or not, but it turned you on anyway. How could it not ? That dude was handsome as fuck, you like it or not. There was no need to deny it after all.

,,Fuck’’ you heard him hiss. That was fast, you thought to yourself, still not progressing the thought of him cumming all over his hand while thinking of you.

The loud knocking on your door made you jump, rushing to the door to open it. Your eyes widened when you saw Touya standing there with a huge smirk on his face. Wearing one simple black shirt, and light gray sweatpants. You weren’t even sure why were you surprised, but somehow you simply didn’t think of who could it be.

,,Dirty. Fucking. Girl.’’ He said, pointing every word out while he walked inside, inviting himself on his own while you just stood there in shock, mouth half opened.

At that point you didn’t even know what to say, all you did was followed him back inside, as he made himself comfortable on your bad. Legs down on the floor, as he leaned on the thin wall with his upper body. The erection in his sweatpants was almost screaming, and he didn’t try to hide it either, as you just stood there staring at him.

,, You know, I knew I had audience, but instead of only listening, I thought it would be more fun if you watch too ‘’ he said, shamelessly moving his hard dick to the side a bit.

,, You’ve got to be kidding me’’ you said, trying to act it out a bit, as you sat next to him on the end of your bed, rolling your eyes.

Instead of giving you a proper answer, Touya only raised his eyebrow at you, as he slowly rubbed his hard erection over his sweatpants and damn did that turn you on. A smirk formed on his lips when he saw your eyes widen at his sudden action. He leaned his head onto the wall, lazily looking at you as he rubbed his clothed dick.

,, What doll? Is this too much for you ?’’ he asked sarcastically. He could see that you were turned on by it. He wasn’t dumb.

,, No, it’s just-‘’ you tried to find a right word, way too focused on him.

,, What ? Am I not your type ? ‘’ He asked sarcastically again. He knew very well that he’s your type, he knew that you were attracted to him as much as he was attracted to you.

,, It’s not that.. It’s just –‘’

,, Then just enjoy it’’ a small push cut you off, making you lean on the wall next to him, giving you a perfect view of him. You pulled your knees to your chest, hugging them together strongly, as you tried to cover yourself with your soft blanket a bit, since you knew that your shorts was too short, and one wrong move could expose your panties.

Satisfied with your obedience, he smirked widely as he slowly pushed his hips up, pulling his sweatpants just enough for his erection to jump out. You gasped loudly when you saw one Frenum and Prince Albert piercing.

,, That look’s painful’’ you admitted, eyes wide in shock. It was the first time in your life that you actually saw a pierced dick. Touya slowly shook his head, as he stroked his dick, eyes half closed as he analyzed your face.

,, Want to touch it ?’’ he lazily asked you, his voice too deep and raspy. You were unsure about it a bit, but still leaned down a little to touch it. Why would you hold yourself back, when the situation was already dirty enough? After all, you were too curious to let a chance like that slip out of your hands.

His dick twitched once he felt your small touch. Precum was already leaking out of his pinkish tip, making it easier for him to move his hand up and down. You tried to be careful, touching the piercings only a little, almost scared that you might hurt him. You had few piercings yourself, so you knew how the area could be sensitive, and even a small reckless touch can cause unexpected pain sometimes.

,, Come on. Don’t be scared’’ he mumbled, placing his hand over yours. You just sat a bit up, as you let him take the lead. Touya didn’t do it fast, he enjoyed your gentle and careful touches. He moved your hands slowly up to the tip, giving you the possibility to feel his piercings rub against your palm, together with his sticky and wet precum.

The sight of the erotic situation made you more then wet, and you found yourself wanting to lick his whole dick like a fucking lollipop. You wanted to feel his cold piercings on your tongue.

Touya moved his hips up a bit, enjoying the feeling of your small and warm hand around his veiny dick. He squeezed your hand a bit, giving you a sign to make your grip around his dick a bit stronger, as he moved your hand up and down at the pace he wanted. Rubbing the tip of his dick every second stroke.

Of course after you saw what he did, you followed his action, rubbing his tip with your thumb with every move you did. The feeling of his piercings in your palm and thumb were driving you crazy. Never in your life did you think that a fucking dick piercing can look that good.

Touya pulled the blanket down and you found yourself allowing him to do so, as he pulled your panties to the side and slowly traced his middle finger against your clit, while his right hand was still on top of yours leading you on.

,,So wet for me’’ he groaned, moving his finger in circles lazily. He liked to have things his way, fast, hard and rough. But not today, and not with you. There was something that made him enjoy this slow and lazy pace. After all he had enough of time to fuck you hard into the mattress until you scream his name.

Without a warning, he pushed two fingers inside you and your pussy accepted them almost gratefully, as you stopped your movements. Touya took that as opportunity, holding your hand strongly around his dick in one place, as he slowly started to move his hips up. The sight of him, literally fucking your hand while he moved his fingers in and out of you lazily, almost made you see the stars and the whole universe if possible.

He closed his eyes, ‘’fuck’’ and ‘’shit’’ escaping his lips as he fucked your hand now just a little bit faster. His grip over your hand got much stronger, as his dick started twitching. Once he opened his eyes, cum was all over your and his right hands, while his fingers were buried still deep in your core. Breathing deeply, he hissed once you lowered your body down, ignoring his fingers inside you and licking his dick. Making sure every drop of his cum is gone, and making sure your wish is fulfilled when you felt his cold piercings on your tongue.

Pulling his fingers out of you, he grabbed your arms and pushed you down your bed. Your sitting position was switched with laying one, as he had a good view of you before he took of his shirt and threw it on the floor. Hovering over you he took your shirt off , exposing your naked chest to himself. Not wasting any time, he started sucking and biting your neck, leaving fresh and purple bruises all over it, while his right hand lightly squeezed your left boob, making you arch your back wanting more of him.

Once you felt his lips on yours, you opened your mouth lightly letting his tongue in, as he pulled your shorts down, together with your panties. He didn’t want to waste any time anymore. He wanted to be inside you, he had to be inside you. He had to feel you around him.

The only thing that was in the way, were his sweatpants. Disappointed that he has to break the kiss, he pulled his sweatpants down, hating them in the moment for breaking his perfect moment with you. A smirk appeared on his lips once he saw you desperately waiting for him. Parting your legs apart, he hovered over you again, kissing you once more as he stroked his again hard dick.

You moaned into his mouth, when you felt him rub the tip over your slit. The feeling of his cold piercing and warm tip made you squeeze your eyes shut as you waited for him to enter you.

The slow and lazy pace he had all of the time was long gone, as he entered you in one move, giving you some time to adjust to his size before he started to move at rapid pace. Pinning both of your hands above your head, he pounded into you like a mad man, breathing loudly into your neck biting and sucking it every now and then.

The way your walls wrapped around his dick, made him think that your pussy was truly made for him, only him.

,, Fuck’’ he hissed once you squeezed your walls around him, commanding you to do it again. Of course you did it, as many times as you could, feeling his veiny dick and piercings even better. A loud moan escaped your lips once you felt him hit your g spot.

,, Oh, right here ?’’ he teased, stopping his moves. Giving you one sloppy kiss, he placed both of his palms on your hips, making sure you’ll stay still under him. He pulled his dick all the way out, only to slam it hard and deep as possible back, hitting the same spot again. Doing it all over again, you were going crazy from all the pleasure as you wrapped your arms and legs around him. With every sharp move you felt like you will cum every second.

,,Touya, so close’’ you moaned, as he repeated his move all over again. He didn’t care that he wasn’t fucking you fast and rough as he wanted to, all he cared was about that fucking spot, pulling out so slow and slamming back in with much more power.

,, Not yet doll’’

You could feel him smirk into your neck, as you whined loudly as the feeling of the orgasm went away from the sudden lack of moves. The two of you kissed slowly, as you tried to wiggle under him, bucking your hips up a bit trying to feel him more.

His hands found their way back to your hips, pressing you strongly into the mattress as he stopped your small and desperate movements. After good two minutes staying still inside you, he held your hips even stronger as he started fucking you again fast and hard trying to get deep as possible. Every move he made, made you bed slam against the wall. He wanted you to cum with him, he wanted to feel your walls squeeze strongly around his dick once he finishes.

You found yourself scratching his back, digging your nails into his bare flesh as he fucked you recklessly. At that point you were sure that both of you had more then enough marks over your body. You over your neck and hips, and he all over his back.

,, Cum for me’’ he groaned into your neck, fucking into you like there is no tomorrow.

,,Cum for me, doll’’ Touya repeated, his right hand leaving your bruised hip and rubbing your clit fast. You moaned loudly in pleasure, finally giving in as your orgasm hit you harder then ever. That was all Touya needed, once he felt you squeeze around him like that, with few sharp moves, his dick started twitching as he came deep inside of you. The both of you tried to catch your breath, as he moved his hips every now and then, trying to fuck his cum back into you, deep as possible.

,, You did so good’’ he praised, leaving soft kisses all over your jaw. ,, You did so well for me’’

Closing your eyes, you enjoyed his kisses and the feeling of his warm seed inside you. Once he pulled his dick out of you, he commanded you to spread your legs a little, positioning himself between your legs, as he pushed two fingers inside you. The feeling of his fingers pushing the cum back into your core was almost painful for you, but still, you found yourself letting him do as he pleased.

The view of his cum trying to leak out of you, made him hard again. He wanted to fuck you again, but he didn’t want to push it, you already looked done. You needed a break at least.

Wrapping his arm around you, he slowly kissed you on your cheek as he placed the two fingers in front of your lips, slowly slipping them inside of your mouth. You lazily sucked them, enjoying the taste of his cum, as he repeated how you’re such a good girl for him.

,, See, my solution ain’t that bad’’ he said, wrapping his arms around you, pushing you closer to his body.

,,Not at all’’ you laughed, feeling his erection against your leg. That didn’t surprise you at all, since you already knew that he could fuck around all night.

That night you lost the count of how many times you fucked, even tho you had your exam next day and after that night the war between the two of you was totally done. There wasn’t any need for him to bring anyone anymore, since he had such a good girl right beside himself.

The two of you started spending almost all of your time together, at that point the fucking wall that was between you was almost as useless. Every day, you would cook together, go grocery shopping together and what not. Even your friends and brother met him. The moment he met Bakugo again, you knew that they won’t really get along.

Keigo wasn’t very happy about it, but somehow he let it slip, accepting your relationship and giving his best to get along with Touya.

Now there was only one problem left.

,, TURN THE FUCKING MUSIC DOWN’’ you screamed, hitting the wall as hard as you could. Huge smile appearing over your lips as you heard him laugh. Music replaced with loud knocks on your door.

[foxgirlintestines]

So something kinda funny happened recently. A friend lost their Discord to one of those scam links and so the scammer was contacting their friends including me trying to get more people to click the malicious link... except, the rest of us could figure out pretty easily that it was not our friend. So what did we do? Well, that scammer picked the wrong Discord account to take, because that account belonged to someone into a lot of severe fetishes, and the vast majority of his friends on Discord were made through sharing art of these fetishes. We bombed the scammer with the grossest porn that we drew/commissioned/had saved. Being a bunch of vore and worse artists means we had plenty to send (I sent a rather lovely picture I got for my birthday last month which I will not be describing here). We got the word to others the scammer might contact and told them to do the same. One by one the scammer would be disgusted, type things like "what the hell is wrong with you" or "the person who made this should be shot" ect then block us. He got so mad he went into one of the voice chats of the servers we are in together before being promptly ejected from the server. They must have given up eventually and probably were scarred by what they saw. The original owner of the account got the account back today and has been enjoying the art we shared with him.

Anyway, moral of the story is you shouldn't do discord hijack scams because you never know what group of degenerate furries and monsterfuckers you are going to find yourself in.